Kyle
closed his eyes and felt the sting of tears against his lids. “You...you didn’t do that until we finished last time.”
“I’m going to do it every time now.”
Jonah stood up and wrapped his arms around Kyle’s waist, pressing more tiny kisses to the back of his neck. “Every chance I get I’m going to kiss you there and make sure I never forget a single time ever again.” He dropped his hands, cradling Kyle’s cock for a moment before sliding around to his ass and massaging the bared skin. “This what I did next? I got you ready?”
Kyle
, still dazed from Jonah’s determined vow, nodded shakily. “Yes, you opened the lube and....oh. Oh my God!” His held fell back to rest against one of Jonah’s shoulders and his legs trembled when, just like last time, one slippery finger slid straight into him and headed unerringly for where he would feel it most. “Jonah. Jonah, please!”
Jonah
held him tight with one arm as his other hand moved relentlessly inside. “Hang on, I’ll get you there.” He fought to hold back as his cock dragged against one smooth ass cheek, desperate to sink inside. He pushed another finger in, already coated with lube, and twisted his wrist forcing a broken cry from Kyle. “Just a little longer.” He pushed a third finger in a few moments later and an unending stream of pleading and broken words spilled from Kyle’s mouth until he finally pulled out and stepped behind him, yanking his hips back and shoving his shirt out of the way again so he could look down on a smooth white ass and Kyle’s birthmark again. He fumbled for the condom in his pocket and pulled it out, using his teeth to open the packet and then rolled it hastily on.
Blindly, shoving his ass back,
Kyle tried to speak. “Then you....you....Jonah, I can’t...”
“Yeah,”
Jonah took a firm hold of Kyle’s hips and lined himself up. “I think I can take it from here.” He pushed forward, slow and relentless, and didn’t allow Kyle to move until he was fully seated inside. He closed his eyes when Kyle shuddered hard and let himself feel the heat and the tightness. “I’m sorry...I can’t....I’m not going to last.”
Kyle
braced his hands on the wall more firmly and dropped his head between his splayed arms. “You don’t have to. Please, Jonah, now”
Jonah
took him at his word and pulled back, driving back in with a hard thrust that took Kyle up onto his toes and made him yell with pleasure. He turned his hips slightly on the next push in and was rewarded with a high pitched cry that was almost a scream. He wrapped an arm around Kyle’s chest, forcing him up and back and then reached around to his cock and began to stroke hard and fast to match the rhythm of his pounding hips.
Kyle
broke first. He felt the heat gather in his belly and his spine and tried to speak to warn Jonah that he was close and then another hard thrust into his ass had him throwing back his head and crying out wordlessly as everything froze for a moment and then burst in a mindless shock of pleasure. Behind him Jonah’s deeper cry joined his when Kyle’s ass clenched and released around his cock and he pounded blindly inside, chasing every last scrap of sensation that he could.
They stood shaking and dazed through the aftershocks, leaning heavily against the wall and then
Jonah pulled back a little and kissed Kyle’s neck. “You okay?”
Blinking stupidly at the wall inches away from his nose,
Kyle said mournfully, “I can’t feel my knees again.” He shivered as a cool breeze blew over his sweat damp skin and then said with much more alarm. “Oh my God, we’re in my garden. What if the neighbours heard us?”
Jonah
grinned and pressed another kiss to his neck. “Relax, this is New York – they’ll probably just think you were being mugged.”
Kyle
awkwardly turned his head and glared at him, questioning archly, “Rhythmically?”
Jonah
burst out laughing and winced when the motion caused him to slip free of Kyle’s body. He took care of the condom – eyeing it suspiciously before tying it off – and reached out to turn Kyle around and prop him up against the wall and press a gentle kiss to his mouth. “Hey.” He smiled softly. “I know you.”
Kyle
blinked up at him and touched a still shaking hand to his face. “Yes you do.” He stole a soft kiss of his own. “Finally.”
The End.