Page 9 of Shock & Awe
“I’m not tense,” Kelly argued as soon as Nick was looking him in the eyes again. “I’m just trying not to fucking come all over you two seconds after you touched me. How the hell did you do the swallowing thing?”
Nick laughed, lowering himself, careful to avoid Kelly’s wound as he stretched out against his body. Kelly was shorter than him by a few inches and more compact, but he was all hard muscle and dry wit.
“You realize coming all over me is sort of what I’m going for, right?”
Kelly breathed out hard. His hand came to rest against Nick’s ribs, then dragged lower, shoving between their bodies. Nick had to push up to let him reach between them, and then Kelly’s fingers were wrapping around his cock. Nick’s breath stuttered and his eyes fell shut. He lowered his head to press his forehead against Kelly’s. Their noses smashed together. Kelly lifted his chin for a kiss, then began to stroke Nick, his lips mimicking the lazy rhythm. Nick groaned.
“You’re so fucking hot, you know that?” Kelly whispered.
“I bet you tell that to all your oldest friends as you’re jacking them off.”
Kelly snickered and arched his back, seeking contact. “No, just you.”
Nick propped himself on one elbow and sought Kelly’s cock with his other hand. Their knuckles brushed as they gripped each other. Nick thrust his hips into Kelly’s.
Kelly bit at Nick’s lip, smiling. “You remember that trip to San Diego when we shared a hotel room and you hooked up with that freaky blonde?”
Nick grunted, nodding. “Odd time to bring it up.”
“I watched you,” Kelly admitted, closing his eyes. “Whenever I need to get off, I think about that night. I always thought it was the girl, but now I’m thinking maybe . . .”
“You’re thinking way too much,” Nick snarled. He didn’t want to hear that, no matter how much the implications made his stomach flutter or his heart race. He grabbed Kelly’s hands and slammed both into the mattress, holding him by his wrists. He thrust his hips, sliding his leaking cock along Kelly’s. “What you should be thinking about is wrapping your legs around me,” he said against Kelly’s lips before kissing him. He licked at Kelly’s teeth and then sucked on his tongue.
Kelly groaned and absently tried to pull both knees up. He cursed in frustration when he couldn’t manage it, and Nick fumbled at his side to help him. Kelly nodded almost frantically, and Nick helped him to move and slide his feet over Nick’s thighs.
Nick continued to rut against him, pressing down hard, cocks sliding, balls pressing together. It would be so easy in this position to just put the head of his cock against Kelly’s ass and shove himself in. That was good to know for next time.
“Now you should be thinking about me fucking you,” he hissed. “Because I sure as hell am.”
“Oh God,” Kelly breathed.
“No, you don’t say his name when I fuck you. You say mine.”
Kelly responded with an inarticulate gasp.
Nick shoved his hips hard against Kelly’s, their cocks both leaking, gliding against sweaty muscles. He put his lips against Kelly’s ear. “Are you thinking about me inside you?”
Kelly grunted and shuddered. “Fuck yes.”
“That’s all you should be thinking, you understand?”
Kelly nodded jerkily. Nick released one of his hands and dragged his palm up Kelly’s neck and chin, shoving one finger into his mouth. Kelly moaned and sucked it in, wrapping his tongue around it and covering Nick’s finger in saliva. He seemed to instinctively know what Nick intended to do, and he obliged.
Nick reached between them and used his slick finger to push at those stubborn muscles again, this time forcing the blunt tip past them.
“Nick!” Kelly gasped.
“That’s right. What’s the only thing you’re thinking?” Nick growled.
“You inside me,” Kelly recited breathlessly. “Your big fucking dick in there.”
Nick used the tip of his finger to press at those muscles but didn’t go deeper, fighting his orgasm. The idea of being inside Kelly when either of them came was almost too much.
Kelly clutched at him, squirming under him, writhing against his cock, pushing at Nick’s finger and forcing the muscles to fight back. “Fuck, Nick!”
“Come for me,” Nick whispered. “Scream my fucking name.”
He bent and kissed him, a brutal clash of tongues and teeth as Kelly bucked under him, crying out against his lips. It wasn’t Nick’s name, but it was close enough. The first jolt of his orgasm hit and he pulled his finger away, holding Kelly down by both arms as he rutted against him, adding hot spurts of cum to the sweat already mingling between them.