Everything Changes (16 page)

“You’re killing me, Jase,” Carey grated. “Take it out. I want it in your mouth.”

Jase’s eyes flashed hot at the order, but he did as instructed, taking his own sweet time doing it too. Oh so slowly he eased the button of the jeans open, lowering the zipper in excruciating increments, kissing each bit of hair-roughened abdomen and groin as it was revealed. Finally Jase had the jeans open, and he slipped his hand in to where Carey’s cock was trapped down along his thigh, easing the hard flesh so it stood upright, jutting enormously out of Carey’s open fly and bobbing with the beat of his thundering heart.

Jase hummed in appreciation at the sight, grasping it by the base as he started a slow, leisurely lick and suck, teasing the head with his tongue before he drifted wetly down the shaft to mouth Carey’s tight, aching balls.

“Watch me,” Jase instructed softly as he worked his way back up the length of Carey’s cock. He made sure Carey’s eyes were locked on his before he opened his lips for the tip and sucked it inside his hot, wet mouth, working the slit and the ridge with his tongue. He was relentless, alternating with sucking and licking, never letting up, massaging Carey’s balls and the flesh right behind them with his long fingers.

“Jase, I’m going to come,” Carey moaned. Jase pulled back and rested the head of Carey’s cock on his bottom lip.

“What do you want, Gorgeous?” he rasped, dragging his hand up and down the wet shaft. Carey leaned down and threaded his fingers through Jase’s hair, yanking his head back.

“I want to fuck that mouth until I blow my load down your throat, and I want you to swallow every drop,” he hissed.

“Do it,” Jase hissed back, and Carey clutched Jase’s head in both hands and thrust hard into his mouth, crying out as the silky wet heat surrounded his cock. He held there, drinking in the visual of Jase’s full lips stretched wide around him as Jase swallowed against him over and over, massaging the head of his dick with the muscles of his throat. Carey pulled back with a gasp, and Jase snarled, “Fuck me, Carey. Give it to me. Now.”

With a moan Carey gripped Jase’s head to hold it still and snapped his hips forward again, starting a fast rhythm, driving deep, his eyes rolling back in his head as Jase used his mouth and hands to drive him into what was going to be an orgasm that would blow his fucking head off, and when it hit, Carey arched his back, his loud cry ringing off the ceiling as his cock pulsed long and hard, shooting hot jets of come into the back of Jase’s throat.

Jase swallowed every drop, milking Carey’s balls with his fingers until they were empty. Carey collapsed backward against the counter, his gripping fingers the only things holding him up. His body tingled and shook, and dimly he heard Jase moan, looking down in time to see Jase coming hotly all over his own hand as he jerked himself there on his knees.

“Oh my God,” Carey gasped. “We’re going to kill each other, Jase.” Jase pushed himself up and gathered Carey to him.

“Oh yeah, we’re totally going to fuck each other to death,” he laughed in Carey’s ear. “But what a way to go, huh?”

“I think you just sucked my brains out through my dick. Holy shit, I didn’t know you had such a filthy side to you.” Carey shivered as he remembered Jase’s dirty talk and commands.

“I’ve never done it quite like that before,” Jase admitted, his face buried in Carey’s neck as he panted openmouthed against him.

“Me either,” Carey said. “My little head just took over.” Sudden anxiety gripped him. “Did I hurt you? I kind of lost control there.”

Jase lifted his head and looked in Carey’s eyes. “I wanted you to lose control, Carey. All I wanted to do was please you.”

“You did,” Carey whispered, tracing Jase’s abused lips with his thumb. Jase kissed it, taking Carey’s hand in his and pressing his lips gently to Carey’s palm.

“Now that we’ve taken the edge off, we’re going to get naked, crawl in bed and do it all over again, but this time slow and easy. And when you come, I want you inside me,” Jase murmured. Carey caught his breath. Words failed him, and he could only nod.

C
AREY
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on his back, his arms over his head and gripping the headboard tightly. He thrashed his head on the pillow, arching his back. For what had seemed like an eternity, Jase had been exploring his body from head to toe, leaving nothing unkissed or unlicked. He’d started at Carey’s neck, worked his way down his leg to suck on Carey’s toes, then over to Carey’s stump, and all the way back up again. Carey was panting, his body tingling, his cock hard and throbbing once again.

“Jase, please,” he moaned. Jase swung his leg around to straddle Carey’s hips, reaching behind himself and positioning Carey’s leaking cock against his entrance. He started a slow thrust and retreat, rubbing Carey’s erection along his cleft. Carey grasped Jase’s hips and rode the movement, his breath coming in pants.

“You ready for me, baby?” Jase asked in a hoarse voice. Carey could only nod, his eyes fixed hungrily on the way Jase’s cock rubbed along Carey’s abs as he moved. Jase stood up on his knees and reached toward the side table, grabbing the lube and condom he’d set there earlier, then settled back down on top of Carey.

“I think this position will be easier for our first time,” he said. “I haven’t bottomed in a while, and this way I can control the depth and speed, okay? And it will be easier on your leg too.”

“I don’t care how we do it, Jase, I just need to be inside you,” Carey moaned. “You’re driving me fucking crazy.”

“It’s mutual, babe.” Jase grinned. He held up the lube. “You want to get me ready, or should I do it myself?” Carey hesitated, and Jase said gently, “I don’t mind doing it myself, Carey.”

“I’ll do it,” Carey croaked, and Jase handed him the bottle of lube, lying down flat on Carey’s chest and splaying his knees far out to the side, his ass open and lifted.

“Just use lots of slick, and go slow,” Jase said huskily, moaning under his breath as Carey skimmed his lube-coated fingers hesitantly into Jase’s crack. Carey felt like an idiot fumbling around, but eventually he got his fingertips in the right place, feeling the wrinkled skin of Jase’s entrance.

“That’s it,” Jase murmured. He circled his hips encouragingly, rubbing himself against Carey’s fingers. Carey pressed the tip of his index finger against Jase’s hole, wincing at the tight muscles that fought him.

“Jase, I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t know what to do.”

“You won’t hurt me. Feel me pushing out? Just use gentle, steady pressure.” They both gasped as Carey’s finger slipped inside him. “Oh God,” Jase moaned. “More.”

Carey pushed inward, the heat and pressure from Jase’s ass making him pant. “You’re so hot and tight, Jase.”

Jase didn’t answer, just pushed back on Carey’s finger. “Fuck me, come on now,” he said, and Carey started a gentle thrusting with his finger, feeling the tight muscles of Jase’s ass loosen a fraction, and he drove in another finger, reveling in Jase’s groan, the way he arched his back in pleasure.

“Where’s that spot, Jase?” he whispered. “The one that aches, that makes you want to scream.”

“You gonna make me scream, Carey?” Jase asked throatily. “You gonna give it to me and make me scream?” He sat up slightly, arching his back, spreading his knees out farther. “Rub me on the inside, Gorgeous. Ahh, that’s it. God yes. Hook your fingers down a little—”

Suddenly Jase’s body spasmed like he’d had an electric shock, and Carey saw his cock pulse, and a stream of clear fluid arced out.

“Bull’s-eye,” Jase choked, and Carey hooked his fingers at the same angle again, feeling Jase’s ass contract and ripple around his fingers. Carey massaged him firmly with his fingertips, making Jase moan long and low.

“You want it, Jase?” Carey growled, pulling his fingers out and shoving them back in.

“Fuck yeah,” Jase cried. “Oh Jesus.”

Carey pulled his fingers out of Jase’s ass and handed him the condom packet. “Suit me up,” he said, taking Jase’s cock in his slick hand and starting a slow pump, milking the precome that was gathered in the tip. Jase’s hands were shaking badly, but he managed to tear the packet open and roll the condom over Carey’s enormous erection.

“Need this in me, Carey. Need you to fuck me.” Jase reached behind himself again and lined the head of Carey’s cock up against his hole, bearing down as he lowered himself slowly. The muscles of his entrance fought for a brief second, and then the fat tip of Carey’s erection slipped inside, causing them both to moan.

Carey gritted his teeth together, fighting against bumping his hips up and impaling Jase in one stroke, letting Jase dictate the pace. Carey reached behind him and gripped the headboard again, his neck arching back against the pillow. “Fuck, Jase, that feels so fucking good.”

Jase slowly lowered himself until Carey was fully seated in his ass, his buttocks resting on Carey’s thighs. He was breathing deeply, breathing through the stretch and burn, and Carey thought he’d never seen anything so goddamn sexy in his entire life. Jase’s body had a slight sheen of sweat on it, his cock arcing up from between his thighs to tap his belly, his heavy balls resting on Carey’s abdomen. He couldn’t resist a small thrust of his hips, and Jase’s head tipped back, his head falling open in a moan.

“Ride me, Jase,” Carey panted, and Jase started a slow lift and lower on Carey’s cock, going slowly as his passage loosened and relaxed, accepting the thick hardness inside him. Carey was going out of his mind at the tight pressure, unlike anything he’d ever felt before. Sweat was springing up on his brow as he fought against the urge to pound Jase’s ass.

Jase was going faster as the pleasure built from the inside, circling his hips, massaging himself on Carey’s cock. The slaps of skin on skin mingled with grunts and moans. It was raw and visceral, and when Carey felt the drag of Jase’s balls along his abdomen, tight and heavy, his control snapped. He brought his hands down from the headboard and grasped Jase’s hips, pulling his one leg up until his foot rested flat on the bed, and he braced it and thrust up hard into the tight fist of Jase’s ass.

“Yes, Carey!” Jase shouted, raising up on his knees slightly to give Carey room to move, and Carey shoved up into him as hard as he could. “Fuck me,” Jase sobbed. “So good.”

Carey, mindless with lust, flipped Jase onto his back, hooking Jase’s knees around his forearms and pressing his hips back, Carey’s knees digging into the bed as he pistoned his own hips, driving into Jase over and over.

“Jack yourself,” Carey hissed. “Shoot all over us. I want to watch you come for me.”

Jase reached down and began stroking himself hard and fast, moaning in time with Carey’s thrusts. The slick sound of Jase’s hand on his cock drove Carey to fuck him harder, and he shouted as he felt Jase’s ass clamp down on his cock impossibly tight, then start to ripple in strong contractions as Jase’s orgasm gripped him. Carey hung his head between his arms and watched Jase’s cock pulse stream after stream of hot spunk against Jase’s abdomen, his chest, and even up to his chin. Jase’s neck was arched back, his mouth was open in ecstasy, and finally Carey couldn’t withstand the milking motions of Jase’s ass, and his climax boiled up from his balls and erupted from his cock, long, wrenching pulses that seemed to go on and on. Dimly he heard hoarse shouting and realized it was coming from him.

Finally he dropped Jase’s legs to the bed, collapsing on top of his lover, his cock still throbbing deep inside him. Jase wrapped him up in his arms, neither of them caring about the sticky come between their bodies, and peppered Carey’s face with kisses.

“So good, Carey,” he gasped. “So fucking good.” Carey could only nod, burying his face in Jase’s neck as five little words echoed in his mind:
I’m in so much trouble.

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Carey were awakened from their doze by Jase’s cell phone ringing. Jase reached over to the nightstand and felt around until he could snag the phone, looking at the caller ID and giving an exasperated sigh as he answered the call.

“Hey, sis,” he greeted, his arm tightening around Carey when Carey would have pulled away.

Carey gave up struggling and relaxed, tucking his head back under Jase’s chin and draping his arm over Jase’s waist, their legs tangling together. Carey had never been a snuggler, usually waiting until his bed partner was asleep before carefully disengaging himself from her and moving away, but with Jase he felt like he couldn’t get close enough. He let his fingers play idly through the trail of hair on Jase’s abdomen and listened with half an ear as Jase talked to his sister—one of them, anyway. He’d been astounded to find out Jase was the oldest of seven.

“DeSantis!” The admin guy’s voice had rung out over the excited chatter that always accompanied mail call, the Christmas-ish feeling of a possible care package arriving permeating the atmosphere and affecting even the most battle-hardened of men. Carey never got any mail, and he felt a pang of envy as Jase, sporting a huge grin, accepted the big box with a whoop. As he passed by Carey, he said in a stage whisper, “C’mon! Sami always sends the good stuff!”

Carey followed Jase with a bemused smile back to the med hooch, where Jase ripped into the package with the enthusiasm of a small boy.

“Yes!” he crowed as he dug deep into the box’s offerings, pulling out a large bag of hard candy and tossing it to Carey. He then pulled out several tubs of baby wipes, which were like gold in a hot, dusty environment where plentiful hot water was nonexistent. Carey didn’t wait for an invitation but ripped open the bag of candy, sticking a peppermint into his mouth and sucking enthusiastically. He unwrapped one for Jase and popped it in his friend’s mouth for him, giving him a mock sneer as he was rewarded with a cheeky wink.

“Sami’s the fucking best!” Jase exclaimed over and over as he pulled out item after item. “She’s the only one who listened when I told them all what I would fucking need over here.”

“She’s your sister?” Carey mumbled around the candy, already digging around in the bag for his next piece.