A Younger Man (45 page)

Fucking shit, baby.
Noah jerked in response. Pure unfiltered passion and love from this man knocked him full throttle into his endgame. “Zane…” Powerless to pull the needs of his body back in check, Noah pumped his hips, and a cry with no sound left his throat as he came.

The second the first burst of seed left Noah’s body, Zane jolted on top of him. “Noah … fuck…” Zane whipped his hand from his asshole and grabbed his cock. His body went rigid and his features pulled taut—a man fighting the relentless need to fall into release.

Locked on Zane, the sight of him filled with such masculine beauty, tore through Noah like an electric shock. With a second voiceless shout, Noah let loose another wave of orgasm. He latched onto Zane’s mouth with a kiss full of possession, clinging with exploding love, while cum poured out of his cock in spurting waves. He pumped his hips repeatedly and drenched Zane’s ass channel with his seed, leaving every drop of his essence deep in the body of the man he loved.

Still riding high, the first wave of afterglow not yet ebbing, Noah regained his senses enough to notice the tension still thrumming in Zane. The burn of fiery need still darkened Zane’s eyes, and Noah processed that his abdomen wasn’t yet covered in Zane’s warm, sticky ejaculate.
Christ.
Zane’s cock was still hard as a steel spike, and a wash of shame crashed Noah back to earth. “I lost it too fast.” He pressed kisses of apology to Zane’s cheek as he pushed his hand between their bellies. “Let me help you with—”

His pupils flaring, Zane knocked Noah’s hand away. “No, don’t make me come.” Zane rose all the way up on his knees, and Noah’s length slipped out of his ass. With his long cock plastered with full rigidity against his lower stomach, Zane flashed a fierce, hungry grin. He snaked his arm around Noah’s neck and dragged Noah up to his knees. “I want you on your stomach,” he stole a fast, hard kiss, something full of that hidden, incalculable strength, “with pillows under you, lifting your ass in the air for me.” With that, Zane gently tumbled Noah face-first onto the bed.

“Shit, honey.” Flooding fast with renewed need, his face buried in the twist of bedding, Noah pulled his knees under himself and pushed his buttocks into the air. Zane caressed Noah’s ass, and the fleeting touch made Noah moan and his balls twitch.

“Remember the motel room,” Zane slid three pillows under Noah, positioning them against his lower belly and crotch, “when you fucked me from behind, but you got so hard and hot describing that it was how I would one day take you?” Without waiting for Noah to respond, Zane moved in behind Noah and ran his capable, warm hands along Noah’s outer thighs. “I’ve thought about that a lot since that afternoon. A minute ago something inside forced me to hold back from coming. I don’t want to let go until I’m deep inside you, giving you a little bit of that raw, hot screwing you give me whenever we come together.”

Noah shuddered. He recalled that day, remembered the desire boiling in him to take Zane. But more, his body still had sensory memory of the one time Zane had so masterfully put his cock in Noah’s ass and fucked him until they both came.
Holy Christ.

From the moment Noah had come out of the closet, he’d accepted that a part of his sexual desire lay in another person occasionally dominating and taking command of his body. Until he’d met Zane, he’d not known if he could ever trust someone else enough to let that person assume full control. “Do it,” Noah said, a mix of a plea and order in his tone. “Fucking do it.” Noah’s ass hung out open in the air, perched in offering, and he’d never hungered to be claimed by another person as he did right now. “Take me.” A spasm full of anticipation awakened the nerve endings in Noah’s rectum. “Make me yours.”

In a rapid flash of response, Zane slapped Noah’s buttocks hard, making Noah yelp, then pulled the cheeks apart, and finally—
oh God, fucking good God, yes
—Zane latched his mouth onto Noah’s quivering pucker. Noah grunted and clutched at the bedding, but sweet merciful mother, Zane rimmed Noah’s hole with the enthusiasm of a starving man being given an empty plate and put in front of a buffet. In Noah’s whole life, nobody had ever eaten at his bud; the concentrated, marrow-deep pleasure in such an act had him moaning into the comforter and pushing his buttocks higher in the air for more. A soft, gruff moan of, “Please,” escaped his lips.

Zane smacked Noah’s ass a few more times; each playful tanning of Noah’s hide was a shock that wreaked more fluttering in his chute. Zane stung and warmed the taut hills of flesh with his touch, then went from sucking at Noah’s ring to laving and licking all along the globes of Noah’s ass, soothing flesh he’d just burned with his spanking, and added another layer of shiver-inducing sensations to the mix. Noah rolled his hips shamelessly, and his cock started to swell between his stomach and the pillows. When Zane dived back in and returned to nibbling on Noah’s supersensitized entrance, relaxing the muscle more and more with each suck and flick, Noah pulled his face out of hiding, unable to merely feel this glorious rimming anymore.
Holy fuck
. He had to see everything too.

Planning to look over his shoulder, Noah instead zeroed in on a cracked mirror attached to the wall to the left of the bed. In the coated glass, he could clearly see everything Zane did to him.
Jesus motherfucking Christ.
Noah looked, and somehow his penis thickened with life even more. The sight of Zane’s face buried between Noah’s split cheeks, his dark hair disheveled, combined itself in Noah’s head with the insane feel of Zane’s tongue and lips on his hole, and everything together ratcheted Noah back to complete, painful arousal. Staring at Zane’s smaller, yet capable hands, the fingers holding Noah’s buttocks parted for voracious licks, soft bites, and sucking against Noah’s pucker, elicited powerful throbbing in Noah’s cock, balls, and ass and catapulted him nearly to the point of coming again.

Goddamn fucking hell.
A whimper of need unlike any Noah had ever made escaped him, and in an instant Zane pulled away and back upright. Just as fast, Zane found Noah’s gaze in the mirror. Holding steady to it, Zane rubbed his thumb against Noah’s entrance, applying gentle pressure. “It’s all right.” He ran his other hand up Noah’s spine, and Noah arched his back, a soft cry leaving his lips as he reached for Zane’s touch. “Let me finish getting you ready. You know I’ve been where you are right now too.” Before Noah could moan that he didn’t need anything other than Zane’s cock, Zane breached Noah’s hole and eased his thumb into Noah’s ass.

A deep milking spasm snaked itself all the way down Noah’s chute; Noah groaned from low in his gut and dropped his forehead back to the bed as his passage grabbed hold of Zane’s thumb and tugged it all the way inside. He circled his ass into the invasion, loving the light sting around his rim as his entrance stretched to accept the penetration. Zane gave Noah a gentle fucking motion with his digit, and the hint of friction, something that didn’t go nearly deep enough to soothe the savage beast living inside Noah, had Noah again whimpering like a dog begging for his owner to pet him.

“It’s okay, sweetheart.” Zane took his finger away, and Noah shouted hoarsely. He bucked backward, trying to steal Zane’s thumb again. Instead, Zane moved in closer behind Noah, so close his legs pressed against Noah’s inner thighs. Once more he applied a light pressure to widen Noah’s stance; this time something measurably thicker and hotter than a thumb or finger pressed against Noah’s asshole. Somehow, surely in a way this man himself didn’t understand he could, Zane naturally took complete charge. “I’m going to give you what you need.” Zane flexed his hips, and with such goddamn ease and control, he pushed his cock all the way into Noah’s ass.

Shit, baby. Shit.
Noah twisted the bedding in his hand and bit down on the fabric, desperate not to scream his pleasure yet again. But God damn it, Zane might not have the thickest cock in the world, but it was so blessedly long Noah felt certain the tip of his dick reached right up into Noah’s guts. The sensation of this man getting so fucking deep inside him, creating the sweetest goddamn friction along every inch of Noah’s passage, made Noah want to claw his way out of his skin. Zane pulled all the way out, leaving Noah bereft for a handful of heartbeats—long enough for Noah’s entrance to close and his channel to squeeze for a hot cock to take it over again—only to then force his way in again, all the way to the root, and Noah couldn’t contain a rough, guttural cry anymore.

Noah rolled his head. With the side of his face planted in the comforter, he looked to the mirror and sought Zane’s gaze. “Please … Zane … Zane, please…” He found a blue stare as desperate as his brown one reflecting back in the glass, and confessed, “I feel like I’m going to rip apart from the inside out. Fuck me.” Noah gritted his teeth as Zane pulled out and left his ass empty again, but still full of need. Noah’s asshole squeezed with unbearable wanting, and the contraction jerked the entire way through his body. He begged, “Fuck me fast and hard now.”

Equal need darkened Zane’s eyes. With a rough shout of his own, he punched through Noah’s shrinking entrance and tore into his ass again. This time, though, Zane grabbed hold of Noah’s hips and yanked him back for each fast, driving thrust of his cock, forcing Noah to meet the ramming force in each of Zane’s repeated penetrations.
Fuck yes.
No longer caring how he sounded, Noah grunted and moaned and shouted with every deep taking of his ass, reveling in the fierce pounding his man gave him.

More than merely glorying in the bone-shattering pleasure coursing through every inch of his body, Noah watched Zane in the mirror and got lost in the sheer lust consuming the younger man. Zane owned Noah right now, and he wore the command visibly in dozens of ways. He curled his fingers into Noah’s flesh, hard enough to break skin, and pulled Noah back with force, onto his cock, again and again. Zane slammed his hips at Noah’s backside with complete authority. Sweat from the passionate encounter plastered his dark brown hair in a skullcap against his head. In addition, his face held new taut lines that conveyed the incredible hold he maintained over his own needs. Every small and big element in this moment coalesced in Noah’s head, heart, and core, and a fiery pleasure ripped up and down his spine with such intensity it made him shake.

“Ohhh fuck, baby…” Locked on Zane in the mirror, feeling the man’s cock foraging so deeply into his flaming ass, Noah spiraled down into a place where nothing but need and passion for Zane existed. The depth of Noah’s feelings cut through him with more devastation than a six-inch jagged skinning blade. “You’re fucking me so goddamn good…” Noah humped the pile of pillows under him as frantically as he jammed his ass back onto Zane’s long, hot cock. “I can’t … So close again…” His balls pulled with delicious tightness in his sac.

Zane swooped down on top of Noah, snaked his arms under Noah’s torso, and yanked Noah up to his hands and knees. Breathing heavily, right against Noah’s ear, Zane licked the outer rim. On top of Noah, smothering Noah with his body heat, Zane trembled. “Let go for me, Noah.” Zane rocked his weight against Noah’s tail end, his shaft fully embedded in Noah’s ass. One hand remained on Noah’s chest, right over his heart, but Zane slid the other down and took Noah’s stiff dick in his hand. “I need to feel you come.” Zane stroked Noah from root to tip once, twice, using the firmest fucking hold. Then he pressed his lips to Noah’s neck, held there, and added, “Pull my cum out of me.” He pumped his hips, offering the hottest goddamn friction to Noah’s tender, ultrasensitized passage, and ran his hand down the underside of Noah’s shaft to massage his balls. “Make me lose myself in your ass.”

So depleted, Noah only had one thing left to give. He reached down to where Zane held his sac and tangled his fingers with the other man’s. Looking to the mirror, he succumbed once again to the beauty of the other man reflected back at him, with eyes so gentle and kind the sight twisted deep in Noah’s soul. “I love you, Zane.” Noah had never sounded raspier or more unforgiving, but the pure light in Zane’s open stare ripped the raw emotion out of him without tenderness or finesse. “I love you so goddamn much it hurts to feel it.” He choked as Zane squeezed his nuts and rubbed his shaft. An all-consuming pleasure gutted its way through Noah, hurling him with breakneck speed toward his end. “But with you,” the first shudder of release tore through Noah, and in response Zane jerked on top of him, inside him, “I don’t want the pain to ever stop. Ohhhhh fucckkk…”

Right then orgasm hit Noah with the force of a hurricane. Everything turned guttural, and Noah slipped to a low, harsh cry. His cock still in Zane’s hand, Noah jerked his hips, and the first spray of semen spilled from his body and rained down on the trio of pillows. At the same time, behind him, Zane made a strangled noise and bit into Noah’s neck, just as Noah’s channel began to squeeze with fist-tight spasms around Zane’s buried penis. Within seconds, Zane’s shaft thickened inside Noah, pushing against his clenching walls. A heartbeat later Zane spilled himself in Noah’s ass. Hot cum spurted within Noah, warming his passage, and Noah moaned with the pleasure of the marking. His rectal muscles flared; the delicious sensation shimmered all the way through him, resonating so deeply he clutched Zane’s hand around his dick and spit another line of ejaculate onto the bedding.

Both men held in place for long minutes in the aftermath, panting heavily, their bodies still one. Two such powerful orgasms for Noah, one coming so quickly on top of the other, sapped Noah of his strength. Zane felt like a puddle of lax muscles strung together on top of him too. On any other day Noah might believe himself fit enough to try to remain on his hands and knees endlessly, living in his fantasy of having another man—this man—inside him for hours on end, not moving until they needed food to sustain themselves. But so much had happened today, beyond the physical aspect of the mating they’d just put their bodies through, and as all of those things flooded back into Noah, his legs and arms loosened to jelly.