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Chris flexed his hand on Joaquin’s hip and closed his eyes, willed his dick to settle down.
“You alright down there?” Joaquin asked, breathless laughter in his voice.
Chris panted. “Yeah, just, need to not come.”
Joaquin laughed at him. He tugged Chris to his feet; he was about to say something but Chris was kissing him before he could.
Joaquin groaned when he tasted his come there, Chris could tell, but he broke the kiss first and dragged Chris over to the bed.
Chris was a mess as he tried to get his pants undone. Joaquin looked over his shoulder and smiled. Chris forgot about his pants and crowded Joaquin from behind, hooked his chin on his shoulder and rutted against his ass as he undid his buttons, kissed his neck.
“Are you gonna last?” Joaquin joked, his ass rolling back in a leisurely rhythm.
“I better,” Chris replied but it was a fair question.
“Come on,” Joaquin turned, made a space between them and got Chris’ shirt open with quick fingers, slid it off, went for his pants.
Chris kissed the side of his throat, leaned down to suck on his nipple, got himself in the way, but Joaquin just huffed as he got his pants shoved down, urged him forward with a firm squeeze of his ass.
“Yeah, Joaquin,” Chris said as he rubbed his bare cock on Joaquin’s abs.
“Joq,” Joaquin said, his voice amused. “Everyone calls me Joq.”
Chris stopped watching his dick sliding on skin and met Joq’s eyes, he looked sated, amused; Chris grinned at him—he liked that look.
“Jock? You’re nothing like one.”
“Short for Joaquin,” he replied sleepily, but he was taking Chris in his hand and stroking and Chris forgot the conversation.
“Bed. Pants off,” Chris said as he bucked into the touch.
Joq let him go, pushed his pants off his hips and stepped out of them as he moved onto the bed. Chris followed, caged him in as he lay back, Joq watching him steadily.
And then they were kissing again, their naked skin sliding together. Chris wanted to touch, everywhere, so he did—hands roaming over Joq’s torso, past his dick down to his groin, over his thighs. He pushed them open, broke the kiss and slid down, kissing all that skin as he went, gratified by the way Joq’s chest heaved, his dick hardening again already.
Chris bypassed his dick, slid his hands under his ass and lifted at the same time as he swiped his tongue over his taint, went lower and licked his hole, getting him wet before he pushed inside. Joq panted above him but otherwise didn’t say anything; he cupped the back of Chris’ head and held him there, pushing down until Chris gave him what he wanted, breached him with his tongue and fucked in and out a few times.
“Okay,” he said shakily and lunged up for the condoms.
Chris dropped the lube and condom by Joq’s hip, bracketed himself over him to kiss him.
He had to fuck him now. He felt a tinge of regret but he was too turned on to worry about it.
He sat back, opened the lube, wet his finger and hoisted Joq’s leg over his shoulder before he dragged his finger down over his balls, rubbed his taint, and pushed inside as Joq bared down.
“How much prep do you need?” Chris asked. Joq was blindingly tight.
“Not much,” Joq panted.
“I need to be able to get my dick in there,” Chris said, eyes fixed on where he was fucking Joq with a finger.
Joq laughed around his panting. “You’re not that big.”
“I’m pretty fucking big,” Chris replied, amused.
Joq fucked himself on the steady assault on his ass, and Chris added another finger, stretched him quickly and decided to take him at his word.
He pulled out, ripped the condom wrapper open with his teeth, got it out and slid it down himself. He lined up, flicked his eyes up to check in before he pushed.
