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“James, hurry!”

And demanding.
James found the condoms and lube and in short order had himself ready. He crawled back onto the bed and couldn’t resist tasting Glenn again. The soft whimper Glenn made set fire to James’ groin and he sat up and poured out some lube.

“Ready?” he couldn’t help but ask.

Glenn snarled something that might have been ‘fuck yes!’, then James pressed one finger into Glenn’s ass. Tight, gripping heat engulfed his digit, so tight James began thinking this might be a bad idea until Glenn rocked back hard and demanded more. James took the lube and poured a generous amount into Glenn’s crack then rubbed it down with his thumb.

Satisfied that he had plenty of the stuff, he worked a second digit in. Glenn didn’t show a hint of discomfort, only impatience. James bit his lip as his own cock leaked, every bit as eager to fuck as Glenn was.

James waited until he had three fingers in Glenn’s ass before he brushed over Glenn’s gland. Glenn yelped, “Again!” James reached under for Glenn’s dick, gripping it while he lightly caressed Glenn’s prostate.

Glenn’s inner walls compressed and released, massaging, promising a gripping ride that would blow James’ mind. He didn’t want this to be about his own needs, though, so he struggled to be patient as he stretched Glenn’s hole. Once he was sure the man was open enough, James withdrew and wiped his hand on the sheets.

“Finally,” Glenn rasped, his eyes barely open as he peered over his shoulder at James.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” James muttered. He knew too well—James shut the thought off, unwilling to allow the nightmares from his past into this room with him and Glenn.

“You wouldn’t, ever,” Glenn said, sounding more certain of that than James thought he had a right to. “Now, will you
please
fuck me?”

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James bit back a snort and shook off everything but the way Glenn made him feel—

and the way he felt for the man in return. He’d have to sort that out, later. Right now he had a lover to please.

James rubbed the winking opening with his thumb then pushed the tip in, testing, teasing. Glenn’s body shook, a needy sound leaving his lips. James slid his hand over, exposing Glenn’s pucker. With his other hand he held his dick, lining it up, brushing the head over the fluttering muscle.

“Please,” Glenn whispered, the plea all the more powerful for the quiet way it was said.

“I’m not teasing, I’m making sure your ready here.” James pushed his hips forward, meaning to prod enough to get his point across, but Glenn rocked back, sucking in the crown, holding it in a tight, hot grasp. “God, honey, I can’t—” James bit his lip hard enough to hurt, the pain helping to distract him from thinking about the endearment he’d just let slip and helping him resist the urge to shove into Glenn’s ass. Glenn’s ring spasmed around James’ cock, making him cry out in pleasure. He grabbed Glenn’s hips hard, holding the man in place. “Let me,” he ordered, meaning let him set the pace, but he couldn’t get another word past his dry throat.

“’Kay,” Glenn mumbled, stilling when he’d started to rock. James exhaled and began pushing in, glorying in the silky heat, wishing he could feel it with nothing between them, a thought he’d not entertained with anyone else in ages.

Glenn sighed, and James looked up from watching his dick stretch Glenn’s hole to find the man’s head turned to the side, propped on his folded forearms. Long dark lashes brushed Glenn’s ruddy cheeks, and his lips were parted, the tip of his pink tongue just barely noticeable. The image hit James right in the chest, burrowing into his heart as surely as his cock was burrowed in Glenn’s body. His thighs pressed against the backs of Glenn’s, his groin rubbed the pale mounds of Glenn’s ass. James could feel it, had to drag his gaze from Glenn’s face back down so he could see how they looked joined together.

“We look fucking perfect,” James said before he could think of why he shouldn’t.

“Mmm, take a picture,” Glenn purred, and James didn’t know if he was joking or not, but damn if it didn’t turn him on even more.

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“Next time,” James prodded, and Glenn’s jerky nod sent flames of lust licking ever higher. “God damn, you’re going to kill me. You’re just full of surprises.”

“Right now I’m full of you,” Glenn pointed out. “And I’d love it if you’d
move!

James snorted but since he’d love to move, too, he rocked back until the base of his crown tugged at the inside Glenn’s rim. Slowly, so slowly it made his gut cramp, James pushed back in, relishing every ripple as Glenn’s ass contracted around his dick. He ground against Glenn’s butt once he was fully seated again, dragging a moan from himself and Glenn both. Then he began fucking Glenn with short, quick thrusts, not withdrawing much, letting Glenn get used to the feel of being penetrated like this.

Glenn arched and pushed back, rasping “Moremoremore,” until James couldn’t refuse him. He slid one hand up to Glenn’s shoulder, placed the other on his hip. James hitched his leg up until he was nearly straddling Glenn, covering him as much as he could, wanting to touch him inside and out, to melt into him, onto him—then he let loose the tight hold he’d had on his desire and took Glenn just as he’d dreamed.

Each withdrawal made James yearn to be back inside Glenn’s tight ass. James grunted as he ploughed into the velvety heat, his eyes rolling back as those muscles clamped around his dick. Glenn sobbed and tore at the sheets, slamming his hips back against James, meeting him eagerly thrust for thrust. James gripped Glenn’s sweaty skin harder, pounding into him, pulling Glenn back.

Glenn shuddered and fairly screeched when James found his gland, and James seared that sound into his memory as he shifted his hips to better nail that spot. “Grab yourself,”

James snarled, unable to sound gentle when he was fucking Glenn so hard it was rattling his bones. If James didn’t have bruises from Glenn’s ass slamming against him he’d be shocked, and Glenn would definitely be bruised, if nothing else from the way he was shoving back and grinding his ass against James’ hips.

Even as Glenn reached down and started jerking himself, their rhythm didn’t falter.

James leaned over Glenn until he could nip the salty skin at the back of his neck. He latched on, bringing the hand at Glenn’s hip up until he gripped both of Glenn’s shoulders, then James sucked the mark he’d left earlier.

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dick. James’ yell wasn’t any less forceful as his balls emptied out, streaming spunk up his cock and into the rubber. Glenn shook and moaned, his arm jostling them both as he drained his dick.

James thrust as much as he could, but the tight grip Glenn’s ass had on his cock made it nearly impossible to move. It was the sweetest vice, refusing to let him go, his head swimming as the intensity of his climax rendered him speechless.

When it ended, James couldn’t even hold himself up. He collapsed on top of Glenn, their slick skin making them both as slippery as greased pigs. James snorted and carefully withdrew his softening dick from Glenn’s ass. “Sorry,” he murmured huskily as he slid right off Glenn’s back to lay beside him.

Glenn grunted and unfolded himself, sprawling over most of the bed. “S’okay. M’ in the wet spot.”

James started to scoot over then had a better idea, if his bones would firm back up.

Right now they’d all been turned to jelly. “We need to shower and I hafta change the sheets.”

It was enough of a dose of reality to shove James out of his post-coital daze. No matter how mind meltingly awesome and tender and hot and—James shook his head. No matter how good the sex had been, there were still too many things to discuss. All they’d done was complicate their…James didn’t know what to call it, their relationship, he guessed, with sex.

He looked at Glenn through his lashes. The man looked beautiful, utterly at peace—

even in the wet spot and splattered with cum.
Maybe we haven’t made it more complicated.

Maybe we’ve made it
less
so.
James really wanted to believe that, wanted to be optimistic about what he and Glenn could have together.

“Then friggin’ try,” he whispered.

 

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Chapter Twenty-Two

The shrill ring of his phone dragged Glenn out of a dream he’d really been enjoying.

The wet warmth of James’ mouth enveloped his dick, the suction was mind-bending, pushing Glenn closer to the edge with each swirl of James’ tongue.

Glenn grunted and pried his eyes open, one hand already slapping the night stand as he searched for his phone. Sweet heat rolled up from his groin, spreading to his chest and firming his nipples. Glenn stopped reaching for the phone and craned his neck. The sight that greeted him made his muscles go soft and warm right before pleasure suffused his body.

James winked at him and bobbed his head down, down until Glenn’s dick breached his throat. James pressed his palm against Glenn’s balls and swallowed, and Glenn’s head damn near shot off his shoulders. Glenn flailed his arms, reaching for James, needing to touch the man as his cock pulsed and poured spunk down James’ throat. He curled up, rising off the mattress as his hands clutched at James’ shoulders. The rough, low moan seemed to come from his very core as James sucked him through his climax. Glenn flopped back, stunned by the intensity of his release and thinking he wanted
that
kind of wakeup call every freaking morning.

The bed shook steadily, James’ soft whimpers telling the tale of what he was doing as surely as the dripping cock pressed against Glenn’s leg. He opened one eye and gestured at James. “Come ‘ere,” Glenn rasped, and James scrambled up his body, straddling his waist.

Glenn frowned and patted his chest. “Up here.” He wanted a taste of the man, wanted the crisp tangy scent, too.

“Fuck, Glenn,” James mumbled, moving up, his balls and ass dragging over Glenn and stoking a fire he would have thought quenched. James peered down at him with bright, needy eyes. He pinched Glenn’s nipple, dragging Glenn right back into his lusty dream. His dick twitched, interested, but not up to the task, and anyway, James didn’t look like he was going to last long at all. His face scrunched, his lips parting slightly as he jacked his cock faster. His breath hitched, the fingers on Glenn’s nipple squeezed hard, and Glenn shoved www.total-e-bound.com

 

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himself up on his elbows, straining to get that fat crown into his mouth, or near to it, he wasn’t feeling picky.

James’ eyes sprung wide open and he scooted up in a quick move, bringing his dick to Glenn’s lips. Glenn inhaled and let the scent of cum and man saturate him from the inside out. He opened his mouth, tongue eagerly seeking a taste of James.

“Oh—God, Glenn!” James bucked, a jerky, uncoordinated movement that still successfully rammed his cock in Glenn’s mouth. Glenn’s eyes dropped closed as James filled him, the thick, hard length hot and salty, scorching its way towards Glenn’s throat. Glenn sealed his lips tight and flicked his tongue along a pulsing vein, and James gasped, releasing his length to cup Glenn’s nape instead, supporting his neck—holding him in place.

Yes!
a part of Glenn’s brain screamed. This is what he wanted, to be utterly at James’

mercy, at least for now. He let his hands rest on James’ calves, not holding, merely touching, a silent message to James he was giving the man all control.

James groaned and the hand at his nape tightened, rocking Glenn’s head forward. The tip of James’ dick pressed against the back of Glenn’s throat, testing, inching deeper before James pulled back. “I’m going to come,” James said in a voice that melted Glenn’s spine. If the man hadn’t been holding him up, Glenn would have collapsed back onto the bed. He looked through his lashes at James, saw those glistening eyes lit with things Glenn didn’t understand—but he wanted to, wanted to give James everything he needed. Glenn nodded what little he could with his mouth stuffed full of cock.
Whatever you need, James, take it, do it!

He hoped his expression conveyed his desire to please, but when James grunted and pulled out a second later Glenn’s gut clenched with the depth of his failure. James let go of his neck and Glenn’s head dropped onto the pillow. He closed his eyes and wondered what he’d done wrong, then James moaned and the bed shook and something wet and warm, pungent in the air, splattered against Glenn’s cheek.

“Fuuuuuuuuck,” James keened as Glenn opened his eyes. Another jet of cum hit him, this time on the chin and lips. Glenn swiped at the tangy stuff with his tongue and hissed softly as James’ flavour filled his mouth, stronger and brinier than when he’d been sucking James’ dick. He curled his fingers into the sheets and looked up at James’, soaking in his lean, flushed form, the tremors causing his muscles to twitch, on up to his prominent collar bone, the long line of his neck, arched as he covered Glenn with his spunk.

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James’ head was dropped back but he jerked it forward. His face was red from exertion or excitement, or both, Glenn didn’t know. James’ lower lip was rosy and swollen as if he’d bit it hard seconds earlier, and his eyes were hazy, almost closed. Sweat slicked his skin and made it glisten, Glenn wanted to lick each drop off. James’ lids fluttered and his eyes found Glenn’s as a third volley of cum painted his neck. James’ lips twitched and he hissed as he thrust into his hand, pulling one last weak spurt of jizz from his cock.

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