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good.
    "No way. Too good."
    He laughed, the sound kind of tearing from him along the back end of a groan. It seemed to take forever for him to sink all the way in, feel Jack all around him. He opened and closed his hands on Jack's waist. "Fuck. You're tight. Hot." It was fucking awesome.
    "Uh-huh. You fit. Take me."
    He thrust with a little more force, groaning as his prick went deep. He loved how Jack's thighs rested against his, how their skin rubbed together. His thumbs drew circles on Jack's skin, and Jack moaned low in response. This man was under his fucking skin already.
    He found Jack's cock with one of his hands, wrapping around it and tugging. Oh, fuck yeah. He felt that all around his cock. Jack's sweet ass went crazy, rippling and tugging his prick.
    "Yes. Oh, fuck. Jack. Jack." He humped up harder and harder, faster, going out of his mind.
    Jack's ass met every single thrust, grinding back at him.
    He met the man's eyes in the mirror over the dresser and grinned, feeling how wild it was, how good, knowing it showed. Jack's smile answered him.
    "Sweet ass," he managed to get out.
    "Uh-huh. Don't stop." Jack winked at him.
    He laughed. "Got it--no stopping."
    That suited him down to a T. He wasn't going to be able to last much longer, not with that tight ass around him. He squeezed Jack's cock a little harder, working the tip and the base.
    "Fuck, yeah." The sweet hole gripped him like a fucking fist.
    "Fuck. Fuck." He squeezed harder. "Come on my cock, man."
    "Listen to you." Jack jerked, humping his hand, ass milking his prick.
    "Fuck!" He jerked a few more times, and then came, filling the condom.
    Heat sprayed over his fingers, Jack following right behind.
    "Oh, fuck. Yes. Yes." He panted, his cheek on Jack's back as he tried to catch his breath.
    "Damn." Jack eased them down, his tight ass still working.
    Dan shuddered as sweet aftershocks rocked him "Oh, fuck. Fuck."
    "Mmmhmm." Jack's body kept moving around him.
    "Jesus. You're gonna keep me hard." He shuddered, the sensations so fucking good.
    "Uh-huh. Feels amazing. Fine, fat cock."
    Groaning, he started moving again, small circles of his hips that worked well with the squeezes of Jack's ass muscles.
    "Yeah. Yeah, babe. Just like that."
    Oh. Babe. Fuck yes. That sounded good. Right. He kept up the movements, reveled in them. He wasn't going to shoot again, but he wasn't going soft, either. He thought maybe he could do this for the rest of the night. Just this, right here. With Jack.
    He thought Jack might let him, too.
    "So good." He smiled at Jack through the mirror again, this one less wild, more just... pleased and happy.
    Jack nodded. "Kind of scary good."
    "I'm not going to screw you over." This was exciting, not scary.
    "Shh. No talking. Just this."
    He could do that. He nodded, held Jack's eyes as they kept moving, the pleasure low and sweet and constant. They could talk anytime. Any damn time.
    He lost track of time. He lost track of fucking everything but the sight of Jack moving on his cock, the feeling of that body wrapped around him so tightly.
    He added more lube, sweat sheening his body. Jack was limned with sweat as well and he ran his hands over the man's back, his ass. The man felt good. Inside and out.
    Jack murmured softly, stretched underneath him.
    They kept moving together, in and out, around and around. He lost himself in it, in Jack.
    He thought he just might die happy.
    He wasn't going to die, though. He was going to fuck Jack until the sun came up.
    Then, if he was lucky, he'd catch a nap and do it again.
    Life was sweet.

Chapter 3
     
    Jack was sore as shit when he woke up. Between the lifting and carrying, the stress, and the amazing sex, he'd used muscles he didn't even know he had. He stumbled to the bathroom, took an Advil, and jumped in a hot shower, letting the mediocre massaging head have him.
    The knock on the bathroom door startled him. "Hey, Jack--are you into sharing showers?"
    "Uh-huh. Showerhead's lousy, but the