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closed the door and slammed Jason into the wall by the bathroom. A little yelp left him. Aghast, Patrick stepped back. “Did I hurt you?”
“Surprised me.”
“Fuck, you look good.”
“So do you.”
“Sure I didn’t hurt you? That’d be all we’d need.”
“I’m fine. I’m a big boy.”
Patrick nodded. “Fuck, yes, you are. Good, because I don’t think I can hold off any longer.”
Stepping closer once more so that he was flush with the man, Patrick wrapped his hand around the back of Jason’s neck and attacked his lips. When Jason opened to the invasion of his tongue, he couldn’t stop the moan of absolute need. Why did he want this man so much? For years he’d been perfectly content with short-term, no-strings affairs. Now that life seemed shallow and cold. The man Patrick had his hands on currently wasn’t cold. Jason was as hot as a damn firecracker, and Patrick hoped he wouldn’t get burned.
After long moments of the two of them battling for dominance of the kiss, Jason turned his head to the side, gasping for air.
“Move back.”
He did so immediately, and Jason dropped to his knees. “Shit!” He’d worn track pants, figuring they’d be easier to get out of, and he was right, as with one good yank, Jason had them and his boxers at his knees and Patrick’s dick in his throat. Had he been practicing deep throating? Because he was fucking good at it for someone who said he never sucked cock. Patrick could only prop himself up with one hand on the wall and plow the other one through Jason’s hair as the younger man licked and sucked like he was starving for cock.
He knew he would come soon if he didn’t stop Jason. Patrick began to pull back, but the other man kept a firm hold on the base of his shaft. Letting go for a minute, Jason looked up at him.
“Let me finish you. I know it’s crazy, but I’m craving your taste.”
Patrick groaned. With a request like that, how could he refuse? He couldn’t even begin to want to refuse Jason. Thrusting back inside, Patrick put all his weight on the hand on the wall holding him up and fucked Jason’s mouth with long, measured thrusts. Several pumps later he stiffened, coming up on tiptoe, and spilled his seed onto Jason’s waiting tongue.
Stumbling backward, his bare ass scraped along the rough paint on the opposite wall. He nearly killed himself as he got caught up in his pants and underwear, but didn’t care one iota. That was the best freaking blowjob he’d had in years. He wanted more, but that would have to wait. He wasn’t twentytwo like his counterpart. After pulling up his pants, Patrick ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes.
“I can’t…” He tried again. “I’m speechless.”
He sensed Jason rising. Patrick cracked open one eye and caught the shit-eating grin the younger man tried to hide.
“That good, huh?”
“Pretty sure you sucked my balls right out of my body.”
“Don’t think so.” Jason reached a hand between Patrick’s legs and squeezed gently. “Nope, they’re still there.”
The only answer Patrick could formulate to that statement was a grunt. As he pushed off the wall and forced himself to walk toward one of the chairs next to the bed, he chuckled.
“What’s so funny?”
“We didn’t make it past the foyer.”
“We’re past it now.”
Patrick sat and regarded Jason, who’d slid into the desk chair, his legs spread to lewdly display his swollen cock through his jeans. “Strip and get on the bed.”
One thick eyebrow rose, but Jason did as he asked.
“Hands and knees.”
“Uh—”
“Relax. I don’t recover that quickly anymore, and I don’t intend to fuck you until or unless you’re ready. I’ll only know that when you start begging.” Jason snorted, and Patrick popped him a hard spank. A satisfying red handprint rose on the pale skin of his ass. “Behave.” Jason snorted again, and Patrick grabbed his cock and balls in one hand, holding them and exerting a slight pressure before