Chapter Thirty – Many Other Boys
Jamie wiped Cottontail’s mouth with his fingers over and over, even though there was nothing left to brush away. He just had no other idea how to express how wonderfully rewarded he felt for being able to do something like that with somebody. As a staunch supporter and promoter of safe sex, he had made it a habit a long time ago not to come in anyone’s ass or mouth. Since his so-called relationships – no, he really couldn’t call them that, since they were so ephemeral – required that he didn’t ever neglect such things, this was a premiere for him too.
Cottontail had no idea, he pondered, as he continued to caress his partner’s face slowly.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice breathless from coming so hard only moments earlier.
“Why wouldn’t I be? You taste so good, Jamie!” The bunny boy moved fast, toppling him over in an effort to hug him out of the blue. “Can I kiss you? It’s your cum. But if you find it weird or disgusting--”
Jamie shut him up with a passionate kiss. He had to work to make his partner open his mouth, but it was a battle he didn’t intend to lose. Hell, he didn’t mind tasting himself on the other’s lips at all. It heightened the pleasure that was slowly slipping away from him, making it last longer.
They were breathless when they pulled apart. From behind his mask, Cottontail was staring at him with wild eyes.
“What? Can’t you believe that you ate cum for the first time in your life or something?” Jamie teased him.
“I can’t believe you ate it from my mouth,” Cottontail shot back, never one to let himself be put in debt when an argument was underway. Jamie was starting to notice certain patterns of behavior that, hopefully, would lead him to the true man behind the mask in due time.
“I don’t usually do that,” Jamie replied, “mainly because I don’t come in people’s mouths.”
“You don’t?” An incredulous stare was leveled from behind his bunny’s mask as he inspected his face for signs of lying.
“I don’t,” Jamie said matter-of-factly.
“Because?”
“Because I believe in safe sex. And exchanging that sort of info with people you only meet once or twice is not exactly productive. Do you understand?”
“Crystal clear. So cool that we can do this,” Cottontail decided. “What about my ass? Are you going to come in my ass?”
“Stop it with the dirty talk. My dick can’t take it, not when I barely came a couple of minutes ago.”
“I’m just trying to understand what to expect next.”
“Next, we’ll do this.” Jamie rolled Cottontail on one side and spooned against him from behind. “What do you think? Don’t struggle, I just want to hug you for a few moments.”
“I won’t struggle.”
***
As if. He wasn’t where he had ever imagined himself to be or even dreamed simply because he had never envisioned this sort of situation for himself. Having a mask obscuring his face was really working in his favor. Jamie must still be enticed by the mystery, and boy, he was glad to leave things that way.
For as long as he possibly could be able to. Jamie’s personal taste lingered on his tongue, and it was bound to fade, but there was nothing wrong with wanting to hang on to it for a little while longer. It had been a great surprise for him to have Jamie all over him, kissing him and even hugging him.
This was a damn comfortable position. He could feel Jamie’s cock pressing against his ass. The handsome snake was no longer hard, but its tip was wet and he could feel it on his skin. It made it for such a great experience in and of itself, and hearing how Jamie didn’t do these things with others was an added bonus.
Too bad you couldn’t could grab moments like this and stash them in a cupboard or somewhere they could be kept comfortably for ages to come. Compared to what the future held, this seemed like a stolen second in an ocean of time that was bound to get dark and stormy.
Jamie stirred and began to kiss his neck slowly. It was more than just a moment, after all.
“Are you ready for that thing that you promised me earlier?”
“Can’t you tell?” The low chuckle in his ear made him shiver slightly. “That’s not a rocket in my pocket.”
“You’re not wearing anything, so you don’t even have pockets.”
“Well said. Still, if you’re unconvinced, let me introduce you to my little friend.”
“Yeah, sure, little.” Hearst giggled and turned, grabbing Jamie’s hard cock and pumping it playfully. He was getting the hang of this and loving it, too. Seeing how he hadn’t been intimate with anyone before Jamie, he was actually getting dangerously comfortable in the bad boy’s arms. Although he knew Jamie was vastly different from a typical bad boy and he actually had a good heart, one day all this would be snatched away from him. He wouldn’t be able to hold on to Jamie, even if he wanted to. When this guy decided to leave, he left. No looking back, no turning back.
His brother Wen was wrong. He had done a bit of digging into Jamie’s past and found something there. Intriguing? Yes. It had been by accident that he had stumbled upon the information. Because of Jamie’s exes where music was concerned – talking about those shitty Mitches – he had acquired a bit of knowledge that most people didn’t have the slightest idea about.
Or maybe he was playing Sherlock Holmes when he had nothing in common with the renowned detective. After all, he was just a wannabe detective in his free time. But the way those Mitches had talked about a certain part of the country where they would never have a concert had stuck with him. It was a silly interview, something only a handful of people had watched when posted on a video-sharing platform that had a very poor reach to begin with. But that silly interview had given him an idea, and he couldn’t let go of it.
He was beginning to see and understand where Jamie was coming from.
Jamie sank his teeth into the side of his neck. “You’re working wonders with those fingers, but I would bet that you’re getting lost in your own head again. Why do you do so much thinking all of the time? Aren’t you worried that you might fry your brain?”
Hearst scoffed. “You’re assuming that my brain is not already messed up. It doesn’t matter if it gets fried a little while thinking about you.”
Jamie adjusted their position so they could link their arms around their backs and kiss each other slowly. “You’re thinking of me while I’m basically glued to you? You’re a funny guy.”
“Oh, really? Funny how?”
“Funny like this.” Jamie kissed him hard. Yes, it worked every time. He stopped thinking when Jamie was kissing him that way. It was easier to lose himself in the pleasant sensation that Jamie’s lips and hands spread everywhere than continue to think, and that counted for something.
“How do you want it?” Jamie asked while rolling him gently on his back. Hearst doubted that they would continue to be this gentle once the rocking began, so he could indulge himself and his partner in this sort of thing momentarily.
“Your dick? I want it in my ass, of course,” he explained with another scoff.
“I was talking about the position, jackass. Do you want me to do you from the front, like this?”
“Like we’re getting married or something of the sort? Or do you simply like the missionary position?”
“You’re a lot cuter when you shut up,” Jamie warned him. “Fine, if you can’t decide, I’m going to decide for you.”
To his surprise, Jamie flipped him over on his belly. His hands were hard at work, touching everywhere and arranging limbs and the body under him in the position he wanted. Hearst didn’t want to complain because it felt good, but now he regretted that he had run his mouth earlier. He would have very much liked it with Jamie on top facing him, rocking his world. Now, he needed to settle for getting mounted like a dog. Not that there was anything wrong with that, because doggy style rocked.
“I’ll do you many times,” Jamie promised, “so now let me have the pleasure of watching your cute ass swallowing my gun. Here it goes, babe.”
Hearst could tell that Jamie was slowly preparing him for what was coming, despite the bravado in his words. If it were up to him, he would have loved getting rammed hard, but usually that was the sort of thing that sounded great as a fantasy and meant a lot of pain in reality. Jamie’s cock was big, and its owner had been nothing but considerate while using it; still, the slightest provocation could take a guy a long way and not necessarily in the right direction.
He moved his ass as he tried to get more of the sensations being spread along his spine by Jamie’s deft fingers. Not the sort to beg a lot, he wanted to let his partner know that he was getting ready for quite the trip in his own way.
“Eager to get my cock in you? I’ll do you raw, do you know what that means?”
A first time and type of thing for both of them. He kept his mouth shut since he didn’t want to ruin it by talking nonsense. He pushed his ass into Jamie’s hands, wanting more of it. “Can you just get going?” he complained.
“I see. You like to play rough, although you have no idea what that means. I’ll kindly show you, but don’t start crying. My heart won’t be able to take it.”
“Oh, yes, you’re just that emotional, lol,” Hearst replied. “Put it in before it’s already tomorrow.”
“Okay, okay, I won’t refuse the invitation since I want it just as badly as you. But I will fuck you into tomorrow. If that’s okay with you.”
“Bad boys shouldn’t be asking for permission.”
“This one does, live with it.”
Oh, he could live with it, without a doubt. He pulled hard at his ass cheeks to allow enough access for Jamie’s famous gun. With the prepping and the lube involved, he thought himself ready.
Until the actual thing pushed through the tight ring of his ass, and suddenly, he was back to square one, preparation wise. “Oh, damn,” he whispered and whimpered at the same time. “Am I supposed to get used to this? And when will that happen exactly?” He spoke quickly because Jamie had stopped as soon as he had sensed that it wasn’t going to be easy to shove it in.
“It might take a while, and your ass will always need easing into,” Jamie explained patiently. “So bear with me for a bit.”
This was Jamie’s raw cock in his ass, and he needed to bite the pillow if he didn’t want his too-considerate bed partner to decide that they should wait to do it another time. Since they had fucked before, he wasn’t supposed to be this sensitive.
“Do me like before. I took it then, didn’t I?” he said, determined to go through with it for the sake of the pleasure that would come later.
“I want you to feel good, is all,” Jamie said. “Maybe it will be easier for you if we do it from the front.”
He didn’t protest in the slightest as he was moved around and put into another position.
“Also, if we’re like this, we can do this,” Jamie added and pressed their lips together.
Hearst wrapped his legs around Jamie and began rocking with him as the knowing cock aimed precisely for the hole that needed it. Because the penetration wasn’t as deep yet, it allowed him time to adjust, and that made a difference.
That, and the way Jamie was kissing him. They were really getting good at this together. In his infatuation, he could easily assume that Jamie didn’t do this sort of thing with anyone else, or at least not in the same way. Never mind the practice and experience in comforting all those many other boys. This time, the notorious rock star in the making, one of the best known names on campus, was in bed with him, and if they knew, all those many other boys about it, they would surely be jealous of him, and that would make him—
“Oh god,” he whispered as Jamie pushed inside, spreading him wide and flattening him against the bed with his bigger frame.
It felt as if it was too much, but in the best of ways, no matter how close to unbearable it got. Jamie caught the corner of his mouth and kissed him deeply, inching his tongue in the same way a cautious predator would approach its prey. Hearst really didn’t mind being the one to be lying underneath Jamie Vayne, at his mercy, and ready to take it all.
Jamie moved slowly, giving him more time to adjust, even if he was close to the moment when he needed to start yelling that he needed more and wouldn’t Jamie just do him already?
***
There was too much thinking going through that head, Jamie thought as he focused on reining in his desire to start slamming into the body opening under him, little by little. He needed to make the bunny boy stop churning thoughts incessantly, but it wasn’t an easy task, not when he wanted to take things slowly and experience this sort of thing, naked body on naked body. His cock impaling Cottontail definitely had other ideas than taking it slowly.
“Easy,” he whispered.
“Easier than this and I might lose my mind,” Cottontail whispered, pulling him out of the conversation he was trying to have with his own dick.
He laughed. That was what made whatever was happening between them so great. They could definitely pull off a joke together.
“Your bare ass feels so good. I might break you if I start not taking it easy,” he explained, while he moved his hips slowly. The pressing heat around his cock made him loose and left him wanting more.
“It’s a risk I’m willing to take,” his partner replied promptly.
“Yeah, ‘cause you’re crazy like that.”
“Jamie, I mean it. Move already. I can barely wait to feel your hot cum inside my ass.”
Jamie growled for show but he did move a little. He wasn’t the sort to claim possession by breeding his bed partners, but Cottontail wasn’t making it easy. The risk was that he might like it and a bit too much. The tiniest fragments of the stuff those college boys accused him of in the compilation put together by LiveFeed crossed his mind in a flash.
“You haven’t done this with anyone else, right, Jamie?” Cottontail asked, searching for reassurance.
“Like this, no,” Jamie admitted. “I like feeling you like this. I think I can barely wait to come inside your ass, too.”
“Then if we are in an accord, let’s do this. Raw-dog me like you mean it.”
“I thought you were better with words than that.” Jamie moved slowly, pulling out almost completely and then slammed in hard. The bunny boy’s ass had gotten a bit looser, allowing him to pull off that sort of stunt.
The exclamation that emerged from the other convinced him that he wasn’t far off the mark. Cottontail began encouraging him by digging his heels in the small of his back, riding him from below like a skilled rider.
“Are you sure you haven’t done this with anyone?” Jamie teased him.
“Are you kidding me?” Cottontail moaned. “No, and you know it.”
“Good, then allow me to be the first to blow a good and proper load inside you.”
“Oh, yes, just give it to me already.”
The bunny boy was getting better and better at talking dirty and asking for it. Jamie wasn’t sure where that got them, but definitely closer to an ass full of cum than either of them had ever been before. He began thrusting now that he had the approval of his partner, along with his frustration of not getting properly fucked.
He wasn’t one to disappoint a guy when they were in bed together. A tiny part of his brain, the only one that wasn’t completely engulfed in endorphins, dwelled on how this wasn’t about the usual dance, the usual to and fro. They were getting into it deep here, but Jamie couldn’t be bothered. If it happened, it happened, whatever that ‘it’ pretended to be.
If he was good at anything, pretending had to be on the list. But, in this case, there was no need for any of that. He could be himself, holding on tightly to the lithe body underneath him while pleasure flared behind his eyelids. The sensations spreading from his cock through his entire body couldn’t be stopped. They soared and soared, moving through him like electric eels. He felt everything, how Cottontail’s blunt fingernails dug into his back, the way his partner’s sweat smelled, the sound of their bodies slamming into one another.
It could be because they were doing it without a rubber, but it had to be more than that. Jamie knew that this time he was different, not just the situation. He couldn’t explain why that was, but he just knew it.
“Ready for it?” he grunted. His question came out more seriously than what he wanted to convey, but it was out anyway.
“Ready,” Cottontail confirmed in an equally serious tone.
Jamie had no idea what sort of words poured out of him or if they made sense, but it didn’t matter. He came so hard he thought he might just black out for a moment. Under him, his bunny boy continued to encourage him with the dirtiest words in the dictionary.
The point of no return had been reached. Jamie chuckled breathlessly as he collapsed on top of his bed partner, his cock spent but still throbbing slightly inside the tight ass receiving him.
“Wait,” he whispered, only then realizing that he had missed something, caught up as he’d been in his own pleasure, “did you come?”
Cottontail caressed his hair. “No, but this one was for you.”
“For real?” Jamie mumbled, annoyed at his lack of awareness and attention to his partner’s needs.
“Don’t worry. You gave me exactly what I wanted.”
TBC
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