Sidewinder 01 Shock & Awe (14 page)

Kelly put both hands on Nick’s chest and leaned over him. “Maybe I’ll show you later how I’ve been spending my nights.”

Nick grunted and Kelly shifted, moving against Nick’s hard cock. Their eyes met, and they both grinned.

“Don’t hold back, Irish,” Kelly taunted.

Nick licked his lips, his eyes raking down Kelly’s body. He sat up, kissing at the scar on Kelly’s chest and up his throat to his jaw. Kelly shifted around in his lap, rubbing his ass against Nick’s cock. Nick held him tighter and kicked his leg out to the side, using the leverage to flip them both and pin Kelly beneath him. They stretched out sideways on the king-sized bed. Kelly arched his back and squeezed his legs against Nick’s hips.

“Jesus Christ, Kelly.”

Kelly laughed and grabbed Nick’s face. “No. Whose name do you say?”

“Yours,” Nick growled.

Kelly bit Nick’s lip as they kissed, not letting go even when Nick pulled back. Nick took hold of his hips and yanked him toward the edge of the bed, scooting back and pulling Kelly with him. When his feet hit the floor, he stood and grabbed Kelly’s legs to flip him over to his stomach. Kelly flailed and grabbed at the bedcovers, but he couldn’t right himself before Nick had him pinned again.

He leaned over him, sliding his hand under Kelly and up his chest to pull their bodies together, his cock hard against Kelly’s ass. Kelly tilted his head to offer up his neck, and Nick bit down, dragging one hand to grip Kelly’s hip. Nick could feel Kelly’s heart hammering against his palm, beating in frantic time with his own.

“Is this how you want it?” Kelly asked. He moved his ass against Nick’s cock, making them both moan.

Nick put his lips to Kelly’s ear, holding him tighter. “I want you every fucking way I can get you.”

Kelly stretched his lean body out to reach for the bottle of lubricant. Nick ran his hand over Kelly’s spine, letting his cock slide against his ass. Good God, he was absolutely sinuous. Nick couldn’t wait to be inside him, to make him writhe.

Kelly handed the lubricant back to him. Nick took the bottle, barely able to stay under control. “We don’t have condoms?”

“Don’t need them.” Kelly’s voice was muffled as he rested on his elbows and hung his head.

Nick rubbed his palm over Kelly’s ass, bending over to kiss his shoulder. “Okay,” he whispered, despite a jolt of nerves, then snapped the bottle open. He straightened back up, stroking himself and watching the rapid rise and fall of Kelly’s breathing. “Hand me that fucking video camera.”

Kelly made a whimpering sound and reached for it, snagging it by the attached string. He turned it on and handed it to Nick. Nick hit record and bent over Kelly to speak against his ear. “I better not see this shit on the internet.”

Kelly pushed up and made an exasperated sound. “Just hurry up and get in there!”

Nick gripped him by his shoulder, laughing. He stroked himself, covering his cock liberally in lube. “Last chance.”

Kelly shivered in Nick’s arms and turned his head, seeking Nick’s lips with his own. As they kissed, Nick reached between them, pressing one slick finger against Kelly’s asshole. Kelly groaned wantonly and rested his forehead on the bed, giving Nick the perfect opening to kiss along his shoulder and neck—kisses Kelly leaned into, and their lips meeting again. Nick slid his tongue into Kelly’s mouth as he slid his finger inside him. It was an easy entry, a gasp and a tightening of muscles Kelly’s only reaction.

“You have been practicing,” Nick growled.

“Try me.”

Nick’s heart was pounding, making it hard to breathe, making it hard to even think. Kelly’s body was warm and hard against his. He’d imagined this so many times over the last few months. He’d fucking craved it.

He worked a second finger inside, moving slowly, twisting, turning the video camera to record it. Kelly arched his body and rewarded him with another deep moan.

“Kels,” Nick gritted out.

“Fuck me, Nick, come on.”

Nick took himself in hand and pushed the head of his cock against Kelly’s ass, pressing forward. Kelly shoved his knee against Nick’s to widen his stance. He was hanging his head and panting, and Nick hadn’t even pushed inside him yet.

Nick put a hand in the center of his back and said, “Breathe out, babe.”

Kelly did, and Nick worked the head of his cock inside him, watching and barely remembering to point the camera toward the action.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Kels,” Nick gasped. He closed his eyes and fought with every ounce of willpower he possessed not to shove in deeper. “I’ve never been inside someone without a condom.”

“First for both of us then,” Kelly said, his voice strained. He raised his head, pushing up on his hands. “Goddamn.”

Nick ran his hand down Kelly’s spine. “Okay?”

Kelly’s answer came out as a hiss. “Fuck yes.”

He hung his head again, pushing his hips back carefully. Nick didn’t move, letting Kelly guide the entry. Kelly groaned louder, going still, and Nick began to rotate his hips, working himself inside. He’d never felt anything like it.

“Yeah, babe,” Kelly grunted, grabbing at Nick’s hip, digging his fingers in and pulling Nick closer. Nick sank further in and gasped, gripping Kelly hard.

“Fuck, Kelly, this isn’t going to last long if you don’t fucking control yourself.”

“You fucking control it,” Kelly grunted. He shoved back again and they both shouted as Nick sank deep.

Nick fumbled with the video camera and raised it to capture himself pulling his cock slowly out and then rocking back in.

“Fuck!” Kelly cried. He grabbed at the covers, his fingers twisting in them.

Nick seated himself, shoving deep, then leaned over and placed his hand on top of Kelly’s, twining their fingers.

“Wreck me, babe,” Kelly pleaded.

“Fuck,” Nick gritted out. He dropped the camera and grabbed Kelly’s hip instead, pulling out and carefully thrusting back in. It took him longer than usual to find a good rhythm, but goddamn Kelly was so fucking tight he had to go slow. He wanted to go slow. He rested his head against Kelly’s shoulder and fucked him, pushing in deep and pulling out until Kelly pleaded. Rolled his hips and tugged at Kelly until both their toes curled.

Kelly’s moans grew louder, his body writhing, his ass so tight Nick thought he might come every time Kelly moved. Kelly finally pushed onto his hands and knees, gasping for breath. He reached out, his hand fumbling for the video camera. He shoved it under him, pointing it so they’d be able to watch from below as Nick fucked him.

Nick buried himself deep and began to laugh. “You’re dirty, Kels.”

“That’s like Satan calling me a bad boy.”

Nick laughed harder and bent over him, rocking into him. Kelly shouted, caught by the new angle.

“Oh Jesus, hello prostate,” he gasped.

Nick gripped his hip hard and hit that angle again. Over and over, until Kelly was barely able to prop himself up anymore. Nick paused just long enough to add more lube to the mix, then sped his rhythm, still aiming for Kelly’s prostate. Their bodies pounded together, the slapping of their skin masked only by Kelly’s shouts for more.

“Fuck, Nick, I’m gonna come,” Kelly managed after several minutes.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Nick gasped. “You’re seriously one of those that can come without being jacked?”

“Keep going.”

“God, I love you,” Nick said as Kelly’s muscles began to tighten and spasm. “If you come, I’m going to.”

Kelly threw his head back. “You’ll come inside me?”

“Or on you, wherever the fuck you want.”

Kelly moaned. “Shoot it off inside me, Lucky. Fill me up.”

The bed protested Nick’s thrusts, but Kelly cried out for more. Nick watched his cock disappearing into Kelly’s ass, his fingers digging into the muscles. The red camera was still sitting on the bed, watching everything, recording it from below. Kelly would probably jack off to this video for weeks. Nick winked at the camera.

Kelly cried out, throwing his head back.

“Whose name do you say?” Nick demanded.

“Oh God,” Kelly whimpered.

Nick pounded into him harder. “Say it, babe, come on. Whose name?”

“Yours!” Kelly shouted.

Nick rammed into him, rotating his hips to massage Kelly’s prostate. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you. Who?”

“Fucking hell, Nick! I’m going to come!”

“You’ll come when I tell you to. You’ll come when you start screaming my fucking name.”

Nick grabbed Kelly’s shoulder to hold him still, slowing his thrusts so he could feel Kelly’s orgasm when it came. Kelly fought against being held, but he had nowhere to go. His fingers clutched at the covers. His hips moved, desperately trying to force Nick’s cock to hit his prostate again.

“Nick,” he finally pled.

Nick’s voice was gruff as he tried to hold off on his own orgasm. “You want it?”

“Yeah, babe. Please, please.”

“You’re so fucking good at begging.”

“I want it, baby, come on! I want it!”

“Let me hear you come,” Nick growled. He shoved in deep and Kelly cried out incoherently. Nick kept hitting that spot, over and over, his thrusts hard and fast, never pulling out, keeping the pressure on Kelly’s prostate.

“Nick!” Kelly’s back arched like a cat. His entire body spasmed. The muscles around Nick’s cock squeezed, making it almost impossible for him to move. He kept going though, fucking Kelly through his orgasm as he reached under him to finally take Kelly’s cock in his hand. He hadn’t even fucking touched Kelly’s cock, not once, but Kelly’s cum was spurting against the bed. He really was coming just from taking it up the ass. God, he was fun to fuck! Nick jacked him off, causing Kelly to shout again. “Nick!”

Nick growled. “Get it all out, babe.”

Kelly finally lost the ability to keep himself up, though he had the wherewithal to grab the camera before he collapsed, and he pointed it over his shoulder so it would record Nick, still buried deep inside him, still fucking him. Nick gave the camera a cheeky nod.

He readjusted to the new position, putting both hands on Kelly’s ass cheeks and pushing them apart so he could see his cock sliding in and out. It was almost like doing push-ups, except far more fun.

“Come on, Nick,” Kelly grunted. He stretched out, holding the camera out so it would pan down the expanse of his own sweaty back and capture Nick’s thick cock shoving into his ass. “I know you’ve got a load for me.”

“I do,” Nick growled.

“It’s got to be a big one, babe. Let me have it.”

Nick bent over, his thrusts losing their rhythm. Kelly’s moans and gasps grew louder, spurring him on until he couldn’t hold back any longer—and he didn’t want to. He pulled out, pumping his slick cock until cum began to shoot against Kelly’s ass, then shoved himself back in, shouting as the friction overwhelmed him. He laid out over Kelly, pulling him tight, gasping his name, rocking his hips as he emptied himself deep inside him.

They were both left slick and breathless. Nick could already feel the cum dripping from Kelly’s ass, being pushed back out by the tightening of his muscles around Nick’s cock.

After several long moments of merely trying to breathe, Nick rolled his hips, and they both moaned. Kelly shifted beneath him.

“Did you just shoot off inside me?”

Nick chuckled. “Yeah. Yeah, I did.”

“God, that’s so fucking hot.”

Nick kissed the back of his shoulder and pushed up. “I’m pulling out of you now. You ready?”

Kelly nodded, but when Nick started to move, Kelly gasped and his muscles tightened. “Jesus Christ, are you still fucking hard in there?”

Nick couldn’t help but laugh again. He reached for Kelly’s chin, turning his head to the side to kiss him. He licked at Kelly. “Kiss me.”

Kelly did, parting his lips so Nick could slip his tongue inside. He deepened the kiss, making it a slow, languid exploration of Kelly’s lips and tongue and teeth to keep Kelly’s mind off the fact that he was pulling out.

When he was free, he rolled and flopped at Kelly’s side. Their feet hung off the edge of the bed. They stared at each other, neither saying anything, neither moving.

“So,” Kelly finally said. “What’s your recovery time like?”

Nick rolled to his back and laughed.

“I’m serious. I’ve never sucked cock either. I want to try that next.”

“Oh God.”

“No, you say my name when I suck you off, bitch,” Kelly drawled as he pulled himself closer and rested his elbow on Nick’s chest. He kissed Nick and grinned. “You know what?”

Nick rested his hands under his head, letting Kelly cuddle closer to him. “What?”

“You came inside me.” He smiled and bit his lip.

Nick’s body flushed even though he’d just exhausted himself. It was the first time he’d ever come inside someone, if he didn’t count blowjobs. The thought was hotter than he’d expected. His words were choked. “Yes, I did.”

“That makes me so fucking hot just thinking about it,” Kelly admitted.

Nick kissed him again, gripping his hair to keep him from moving away. He reached down with the other hand to grab Kelly’s ass, his fingers trailing through slick cum.

“Babe,” Nick growled.

“I feel it. You filled me up. I knew you had a load for me.”

“You’re so fucking dirty, I love it.”

“You won’t even need lube next time.”

Nick closed his eyes. “Next time will be pretty damn soon if you keep this up.”

Kelly kissed him again, dragging his teeth against Nick’s lip. “Next time I’m going to ride you. God, your dick is fun, you know that? And I get to hold the camera too.”

Nick slid his sticky hands into Kelly’s hair, narrowing his eyes. Kelly’s expression turned guarded, like he thought Nick might be irritated by the presence of the recording device now that he wasn’t lost in the haze of lust.

Nick grinned. “Good call on the waterproof camera.”

Kelly laughed. He bent to kiss Nick, molding to his body as they both lay sideways on the bed. Nick held him close and Kelly settled into the crook of his arm, resting his head on Nick’s shoulder.

“I’m glad you’re back, even if it is just forty-eight hours.”

Nick buried his face in Kelly’s hair. “Me too.”