Falling Apart

 

 

Dave rolled the ring in Jarrod’s cock with his tongue before swallowing his lover’s organ completely.  Jarrod shuddered and cried out as his semen spurted down Dave’s throat.  He whimpered and moaned when Dave didn’t let him go immediately, taking the opportunity to savour his lover as his cock softened and play further with the ring the way he knew Jarrod loved.  He didn’t let up until Jarrod was completely limp and then rose to take in the beautiful sight in front of him. 

Jarrod was usually immaculately put together with not a hair out of place and Dave loved looking at him, whether in the courtroom or over dinner.  But the sight in front of him was what Dave loved best, his lover sweaty and unkempt, that thick black hair plastered against his forehead, his lips parted by heaving breaths and a sated, sex-glazed expression in those deep blue eyes that Dave knew he had put there.

He looked down and the fact that the lawyer’s thighs were still parted invitingly made Dave’s cock swell further.  Dave took advantage of Jarrod’s completely relaxed state and pushed into that welcoming flesh.  Jarrod moaned again in pleasure and his eyes caught his lover’s as Dave began thrusting.  Dave watched in satisfaction as Jarrod’s cock grew for a second time.

“You gonna cum again for me, lover?” he drawled with a grin.

“Oh, god, Dave, I hope so,” and then Jarrod’s breath hitched as Dave twisted to make sure his cock hit Jarrod’s sweet spot.

“I’ll try to wait for you.”  Dave hooked his arms under Jarrod’s knees to get more leverage as Jarrod grabbed his own cock to stroke it and play with the ring that pierced the tip.  He had been keeping his rhythm steady, but he had to pause when he saw fluid seep out of the tip of his lover’s cock and watch Jarrod’s long fingers smear it down his length.  “Y’know, I only need to see you touch yourself to get off.”

“Don’t you dare stop,” Jarrod said warningly.  Dave only grinned and resumed his onslaught.  He pounded hard into his lover’s ass and when he saw Jarrod’s cock start to twitch and the creamy fluid spurt out around the ring, he let himself go, fucking Jarrod even more fiercely until he shot his own load deep inside.  He held himself in Jarrod’s heat and bent Jarrod almost double when he leaned over to lick the semen off Jarrod’s belly before kissing him avidly.

Jarrod wrapped his arms around Dave as he returned the kiss with equal fervour and Dave moved up to lie beside Jarrod and pull him into his embrace.  They held each other close, their passion for one another not diminished by the fact that both men were sexually sated. 

Dave stroked Jarrod’s shoulder.  “Wish you didn’t have to go to catch that late train to ‘Frisco.”

Jarrod burrowed his head in the crook of Dave’s neck.  “Me too,” he sighed.  “But I shouldn’t be long. Maybe a little over a week.”

After another long, lingering kiss, Dave reluctantly entangled himself from Jarrod.  “Reckon you’d better get dressed if your gonna make that train.”

He didn’t walk with Jarrod to the train station, much as he wanted to.  They lived in a world where how they felt and what they did was forbidden and Dave had to content himself with watching Jarrod’s form disappear down the darkened street.