Boston Boys [01] - A Life Without You (16 page)

I pull Jesse’s head down and find his lips. I kiss him as deeply and passionately as I can, trying to convey my happiness, longing, and lust with that one kiss. It feels so good to have him on top of me. Nothing would make me happier than to claim his body, but I don’t want to hurt him. I don’t want to do anything that might make him pull back again and set boundaries.

I push my knees against Jesse’s hips and he moans.

“God damn it, Adam,” he breathes when he tears his lips away from mine. “Do I have to spell it out to you?” He looks down at me, his eyebrows creased, his eyes flaring with intensity.

“I want you to fuck me, okay?”

It’s too much. When he kisses my neck and caresses my body with his gentle fingertips, when looks down at me with fierce determination, and when he’s saying such sexy things…

“Fuck me, Adam,” he breathes against my chest while he kisses my body like I’ve been kissing his – like I’ve never been kissed before by anyone. “Fuck me.”

He grabs my cock and pumps it once, twice, and I ejaculate.

“What the hell?” Jesse yelps and pushes himself up. “I just touched it a little.”

The look of bewilderment on his face has me laughing so hard that my stomach cramps up.

“That’s not funny, Adam. I was being serious. I really want to try it.”

“Jesse.” I try to stop laughing, but it’s hard because his face is so adorably irritated. “You just don’t know what you do to me, do you? That was the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced.” I sit up with a few remaining chuckles and pull him close. My lips cover his because that’s the only way I can think of to get serious again. And it works like a charm. Jesse’s ridged posture relaxes when my kisses become more intense as the laughter dies down in the pit of my stomach.

“Don’t you know how much I lust for you?” I kiss him on the lips, and neck, and shoulder. “Don’t you know how much I crave for you to want me?” I whisper into his ear.

Jesse shudders with a soft moan.

“But don’t worry,” I whisper. “I don’t have to rest in between.

I can go at it for hours without losing my erection.” To prove it I guide his fingers to my still-erect cock. He grabs onto it with eyes closed.

“Seriously?” Jesse asks and tilts his head back when I brush my lips against his neck.

“Seriously. I can come again and again, without pausing in between. It’s another rarity.”

“Then why do you hold back?” His voice trembles slightly when I slide my hand down his back and lightly bite him on the neck. His skin is so soft. “If it were me I’d just come over and over.”

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“Because the more I hold back, the better it feels when I release,” I whisper into his ear. “Now be quiet because I need to get you aroused again if I’m going to fuck you.” Jesse sucks air and quivers.

It only takes a few strokes to get his cock back up. I push him down on his back.

“Okay,” I whisper against his neck. “I’m going to do it…” Jesse shudders and spreads his legs under my body. My erection is already in position, waiting to be put to use.

“…but you have to be very honest with me and tell me if it hurts,” I say before I suck in his nipple.

Jesse moans under my touch and arches his back. “Okay,” he breathes. “Deal, but can you just shut up now and put it in?” He pushes his lower body against my erection. Only in my wildest fantasies has Jesse been this eager to have my cock up his ass.

I let out a low chuckle and give myself a mental shake. “I can’t just shove it in.”

I grab our cocks in one hand and rub them together. Jesse forces back a moan and shudders.

“Why not?”

“First I have to prepare you or it’ll hurt even worse.”

“God, you make it sound like being amputated.”

“It is,” I say with my front teeth around his nipple and slide my hand to the rim of his hole. “You’re wet down here,” I whisper, realizing too late it might just be my precome from my nudging earlier. But once my middle finger pushes against the moisture, Jesse holds his breath while I slide it into his hot tunnel, little by little. I detect more moisture inside. It must be because of his ejaculation earlier.

His whole body goes tense when my knuckle enters the tight ring.

I kiss my way upwards and whisper into his ear. “Relax, okay?

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finger, I’ll put another one in, and if you relax around that one too, I’ll consider putting something bigger up there.” Jesse sucks in rattled breaths as I speak to him, but I feel his body relaxing under mine and soon I’m free to move my finger in and out. He stifles his moans with his eyes closed as I stretch him. It doesn’t look like he’s hurting. I slide my finger around until I find his soft spot and Jesse’s eyes fly open when I fondle it.

“Ah – Adam, don’t make me come again so soon. Unlike you, I need time in between.” His voice is strained as he tries to hold back his moans.

“It’ll be some time before I enter you,” I tease with a smile.

He gasps when I pull my finger out. I find the tube I bought for him to use on me to lubricate two fingers and I watch Jesse’s face intently as I slide them in. He closes his eyes and I bend to whisper in his ear.

“Does it hurt?”

“No,” Jesse gasps, but his body is ridged again. The walls around my fingers are clamped tight.

“Relax,” I breathe against his ear. “Relax and let me move my fingers around.”

“God, Adam, stop breathing in my ear. You’re gonna make me come.”

I smile and suck on his neck instead. Jesse’s body relaxes as I work on him. I do it slowly. My body is screaming for me to fuck him, but I need to make this as painless as I can for him.

When I’m able to move my fingers in and out with ease, Jesse’s breathing hard with his head tilted back. His long fingers slide over his abs, up my arm and down again. I slip in a third finger.

He moans with his eyes closed, fists wadding up the sheet.

When I feel his hole pulse around my finger, as if it’s trying to pull me in, I stroke my own cock. My dick, once I let it go, rears up to my lower abdomen with the anticipation of ecstasy.

I’m panting so hard that I have to hold my breath for a moment to focus.

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Jesse gasps when I pull out my fingers. I bend over him, push his knees up against his sides and kiss him while I lower my hips towards his rim.

“Sh-shouldn’t I turn around or something?” Jesse asks.

“No,” I whisper against his jaw. “This should be more relaxing for you.”

We’re both breathing heavily and when Jesse’s body trembles under my finger strokes, I can’t wait any longer. With trembling fingers I use my teeth to rip open a condom and roll it on, rubbing on a generous amount of lube. Jesse holds his breath while he watches my movements with wide eyes. As I bend over to kiss him, I loop my arms around his knees while I slide my slicked cock along his slippery crack. I’m trying to tell myself to go slow, but my body barely comprehends it.

I push the head inside more forcefully than I planned to.

Jesse bites down on his lower lip with a whimper while his muscles around my cock contract and make me groan. His face doesn’t show much sign of pain, but rather discomfort where his eyebrows are pulled together. I follow his gaze down our bodies to the place where my cock is like a thick pole connecting us. Just the sight of it has me dizzy. It’s hot as hell.

“That feels so weird,” he says as he exhales a short burst of air.

My gaze travels back up his body and my voice comes out all raspy. “Are you okay?”

Jesse looks me deep in the eye. “Yeah,” he whispers, and proves his case by loosening his tight hold on my cockhead.

“Push it in some more.”

A needy grunt bursts from my lips at his words as I release one of his legs and grab his body to my chest. I suck air against Jesse’s neck as the tip of my cock slides into the moist, hot tunnel. I feel his body tense, but he keeps his walls relaxed as my cock crawls up all the way. The intense need to move overpowers me. My body moves on its own, rocking in and out, shoving, thrusting, lunging. It feels so good, that sliding motion, those A Life Without You
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tight walls. I’m inside of
Jesse
. I’m making love to
Jesse
. I clutch his body with my hands, my mouth, and my teeth. I hear his voice in the distance, but I can’t make out if he’s in pain. He’s calling my name, but I can’t stop. I hear my own voice. I’m breathing, moaning, crying out in ecstasy.

I thrust until the pleasure becomes too intense. I call out Jesse’s name and moan against his ear. I tell him that I love him and then there’s nothing but a sharp, intense feeling, so good that it’s almost painful. My body jerks a few times before it collapses on top of him, head still swimming in euphoric haze.

His chest heaves under mine, his breath is ragged, his heart is racing. I kick myself out of my drowsy bliss when I quietly panic over if I’ve hurt him or not. I can’t believe I was so selfish.

Being on top means paying attention to your lover and make sure the pleasure is all about him – not you. I grossly violated that just now. I’m afraid to raise my head to see his face. Is he angry?

Afraid? Is he crying because I wouldn’t stop?

It’s a bittersweet feeling, the remains of the pleasure and the tightness in my throat. Tears of happiness and regret threaten to burst free.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper into his neck. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” I release his other leg and clutch his body so tightly that he winces.

But Jesse doesn’t answer.

I’m still coming to and it takes a while to register that his nails are digging into my shoulder blades.

“Did I hurt you much?” I ask over his tense body.

His nails slowly pull out of my skin as his breathing calms. I hold my breath when I hear the surprise in his voice. “No. It was a little weird at first, but… Fuck, I came hard.” There’s something warm and sticky between our stomachs.

It’s not mine, because mine is buried deep inside of him, so it has to be his. I wish I had been conscious enough to witness it, to see his face, to hear his voice as he came.

“God, if I’d have known it was anything close to this I would
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have begged you to fuck me months ago,” he says and chuckles twice.

I raise myself to look at him, but he turns away with a blush.

“What?” I ask, unable to keep the smile off my face.

Jesse exhales and then laughs. “Just a little embarrassed, that’s all.”

“Why?” I ask. Jesse groans a little when I release my tight hold on his body. I may have bruised him just a little.

“Well, I just had sex with a
guy
.”

“Try not to think about it that way. You didn’t have sex with ‘a guy’, you had sex with
me
,” I whisper and kiss his chin.

I’m still inside of him and my cock is fully erect. It wants more but I don’t know if Jesse can handle it. I move around a little to experiment, to see if he’ll respond, and he does. I’ve only probed him a few times when he moans in my mouth.

After a quick change of condoms, his hands find my hips and guide my movement. He seems to be okay with me going fast, so I pound him hard, loving the slick sounds of my penetration, skin smacking, the arousing moans and labored breaths coming from Jesse’s throat. I clasp the muscles under his sweaty skin and inhale the sweet scent of him, my hand travelling downwards and grabbing his ass cheek hard. Jesse’s high moan as I do sends dozens of pleasure-filled shivers down my body. I’ve never had such trouble holding back before. Every time I thrust into him the pleasure builds up double. I’m at my limit again, but I go faster, sink it deeper. The heels of his feet press against my ass to help me go even farther. Jesse is crying out. Hearing his sweet voice makes it all the more unbearable.

“I – can’t –” I say between bared teeth.

Jesse moans against my ear. “Just don’t stop.” My body convulses when the euphoria hits me again, but I don’t stop. His knees are pressed against my sides and his hands are on my hip and back. His body is tense and he’s holding his breath.

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His voice is forced back, almost pained when he gasps, “Ah, yes, right there.”

He arches his back so high that I’m holding his upper body up with my own arms. I’m already at my limit again, so close to that feeling of high, but I try to hold back.

Jesse’s hips buck upwards to my body a few times before he cries out my name and we both release fresh spurts at the same time.

“Oh, God,” Jesse whimpers against my shoulder. “That was fucking amazing…but I don’t think I can take anymore. I’m completely drained.”

I smile against his temple and lay him down. “I’ll let you off if you promise that we’ll do this again very soon.”

“Definitely,” he breathes with his eyes closed, a soft smile playing on his half parted lips.

He does look exhausted. His chest is heaving, his arms are limp, and yes, he has lost his erection. I raise myself up and pull my cock out of him, quickly disposing of the bulging condom.

Seeing the content smile on his lips makes me want him all over again, but for Jesse’s sake, I lie down and cover our bodies with my thick cover. Jesse’s already asleep when I pull his body close and shut my eyes.

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It’s been so long since I’ve had a good night’s sleep that it’s noon when I regain consciousness. I’ve already yawned and stretched when I remember last night. Nothing could wipe the grin off my face. Well, nothing except for the fact that Jesse’s not lying next to me. He’s not even in the room. But my smile returns when I see the note he left on my pillow saying that he went to get something to eat.

I shower, dress, and then sigh a breath of relief after I’ve checked the sheets. There’s no blood, which means that my barbaric treatment of Jesse last night wasn’t damaging.

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downstairs. I could try to excuse my smiles and good mood with Jesse being back, but Eric’s a perceptive little bitch and would figure it out quickly. Especially if Jesse’s walking funny after last night.