his own jeans, shoving them down his legs and off his feet. An accidental brush against the wet tip of Finn sent an alarming rush of heat up and down his spine, a sensation he couldn’t resist. His hand wrapped around both their cocks together and jerked from one end to the other.
“Oh Hell!” Finn yelled.
“No I think the word you want is fuck because that’s what I plan to do to you.” He alternately nipped and licked at Finn’s shoulder as he stroked over and over until he couldn’t hold back a groan either.
“Yes. Fuck me.” Finn thrust his hips forward increasing the friction between them.
Jeff released their cocks and spun Finn around to face the window that offered a view from the side of the house, which included part of the road although far in the distance. He’d take him like this. In reality they were in private but there was an off chance someone might see them and for some reason that thrilled him beyond words.
“Don’t move.” He whispered in Finn’s ear as he quickly retrieved his pants from the floor. He grabbed the condom and disposable package of lube in his pocket and turned back to find Finn staring at him with wide eyes and a wicked grin.
“You’re more prepared than a fucking boy scout.”
“Lucky for you.”
He always carried supplies in his pocket just in case. Maybe wishful thinking but it was part of his hard wiring to be ready for anything that came along. Finn watched him while he sheathed his cock and tore into the package of lube, his tongue licking at his lips. Jeff squirted a generous amount of the thick gel on his fingers and spread it around his shaft, sucking in his breath at the contact. Finn did this to him. Aroused him so high he barely handled the slightest touch.
Already Finn had bent to the window seat and taken a hold of his dick and jerked it while he waited. His fucking bitable ass in the perfect position, just waiting.
Jeff eased close and pressed against his backside. He pushed Finn’s hand aside and used his lube slick fingers to take up where he’d left off, stroking him from tip to base in hard and fast strokes.
Finn groaned and placed his hands on the window to steady himself.
“Spread your legs a little wider.” Finn complied, his ass cheeks spreading in invitation.
With a firm hold of himself he guided his cock to the tight opening he sought. He rubbed the tip in a circular motion, spreading the lubricant and Finn’s heavy breathing suddenly stopped. “Finn what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Keep going.”
“Only if you relax.” Although truth be told the way his arms ached and shook he doubted he could stop. He smoothed his hand across Finn’s flank, massaging the clenched muscles of his buttocks until eventually some of the tension eased and he was able to slide the tip inside him.
The lube worked its way in and prepared him for the rest as he moved forward one agonizing inch at a time. His cock throbbed from the tight glove squeezing around him and sweat popped out across his body until he was buried all the way inside. He held the position for as long as he could stand it, letting Finn accommodate the invasion.
His hand glided along the curve of Finn’s ass and settled in a grip at the edge of his hips. He needed leverage but desperately wanted to go easy on him. Not scare him with his taste for rough.
“Jeff, I’m not a girl, you don’t have to treat me with kid gloves. Fuck me baby.
Nice and hard.” He pushed back against him forcing a small slide in and out, enough for Jeff to see stars from the intense sensations.
But something about those words…inside a wall cracked, letting emotion break free. It scared the hell out of him at the same time his heart soared. With Finn there was a special freedom to be who he needed to be. No hiding.
He bent forward, draping himself across Finn’s back and grabbed his cock. On an upward stroke he slammed forward, burying himself before he quickly pulled out again. One hand