Page 30 of Conquest

His fingers found Evan’s gland. He watched as Evan gasped, his body flinched in a shock of ecstasy. He looked down between them at Evan’s cock, the slit filled with drops of milky white. He rubbed his thumb over it, smearing the wetness across the soft skin. A throaty groan shook in Evan’s throat. Evan pushed his hips forward, and at the same time, reached back, found Jesse’s hand, and drove his fingers into himself as deep as they’d go. His head fell back on his shoulders as he exhaled a loud groan.

Jesse licked his lips, his own cock demanding to feel what his fingers were.

Evan tipped his head forward, his lips a fraction from Jesse’s. “Let’s go to the bed,” he said, his voice a husky whisper.

Jesse nodded and withdrew his fingers.

Evan turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Without bothering to dry off, he took Jesse’s hand and led him to the bed. He grabbed the comforter and top sheet, and flung them toward the foot. As he opened the top drawer of the nightstand, Jesse peeked over his shoulder.

“Holy shit,” Jesse said, peering into the drawer at the lube sitting on top of dildos and vibrators of various sizes and styles, cock rings, anal beads, and other assorted sex toys. “You could open an adult store.” He picked up a foot-long black dildo of an unnatural diameter. “Wow. I feel a little insufficient.”

“Actually, I never use that one.” Evan picked up a pink flesh colored one with a slender but full width, a near clone Jesse’s organ. “This is my regular.”

“That makes me feel better.” Jesse reached in the drawer and lifted a black silk bondage strap on his index finger. He looked at Evan with a mischievous smirk. “Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more perfect, you turn out to be a kinky boy, too.”

Evan grinned at him. “You know, since my relationships don’t usually stretch beyond a night, I’ve never gotten to play with things like that for fear of freakin’ somebody out by asking them if I could tie them up and tease them with a vibrator. But you’d be willing?”

Jesse hopped on the bed and lay on his back. “I’m willing to play with anything at least once. And we’re going to be moving into our second night together.”

Evan crawled over the bed to him and straddled Jesse’s hips. “Then you’ll stay with me tonight?”

“I’d love to.”

The smile Evan gave him struck Jesse in awe, not only at its beauty, but at the true happiness behind it.

Evan lowered his smiling lips to Jesse, delivering a slow, sensual kiss. So engrossed in the kiss, Jesse didn’t realize Evan had opened the lube until he felt his slippery fingers slathering his cock.

Evan slowly drew back from the kiss to kneel above Jesse’s jutting erection. He reached back with his slick fingers, inserting two inside his hole to line himself for Jesse. He finished quickly, and taking hold of Jesse’s shaft, he lowered himself, using his weight to push the cock inside him. As Jesse’s cock head passed over his rim and forced him open, he choked out a stuttering breath. He eased down a little more and moved his hand away, wiping it clean on the sheets, and placed both palms on Jesse’s ribcage. He paused briefly to let his body adjust, then dropped down until he sat fully on Jesse. He closed his eyes, reveling in the feel of Jesse’s hard length resting deep inside him. Never in his life had he felt so perfectly filled.

All the while, Jesse watched his cock sinking deeper and deeper into Evan, feeling each contour of his body, the moist inferno of him doubling his own body temperature, the tightness of him causing his body to shudder with the threat of climaxing.

Jesse moved his gaze over Evan. His strong legs dusted with hair leading up to his slender, angular hips. His thick cock pointed up to his belly button. The lines of muscle in his abdomen smeared with the wetness of pre-cum. The smoothness of his toned chest where his perked nipples waited for attention. Jesse ran his hands down Evan’s arms, feeling the cords of strength in his biceps and forearms. He laid his hands on Evan’s hands, veined and strong, and looked up at his face, so exquisitely beautiful. He stared at Evan, amazed that he was inside so magnificent a man.

Evan opened his eyes, finding Jesse’s on him. No one had ever looked at him the way Jesse was. People always stared at him with a wide-eyed star-struck gaze, but that wasn’t the look Jesse held for him. Maybe it was his own wishful thinking, but it seemed Jesse’s expression was one of complete attraction and affection for him, the man bared before him, not the man who sold out concerts across the world.

The thought sent a rush of emotions through him; joy that it could be true, desire to be with him beyond the weekend, fear that when Jesse learned the truth of him, he’d walk away. Evan battled the last emotion back. He didn’t want to think about that moment. He wanted this moment. He wanted to make Jesse happy.

Evan twisted his hands under Jesse’s and interlocked their fingers. He rocked on Jesse’s hips, pressing their palms together, using Jesse’s strength to brace himself. A high moan hummed in Jesse’s throat. Slowly Evan raised and lowered himself on Jesse’s length, going from base to tip over and over again. He lifted up until only the head was left inside him and thrust down on it in short movements.

Jesse exhaled a hushed sigh and arched his hips up, the teasing making him desperate to have his full cock engulfed in Evan’s heat once again.

Evan sank all the way down fast and hard, his head fell back with a loud groan. Jesse pressed his head back on the pillows with a moan closer to a shout. Evan pulled his hands free and laid them on Jesse’s chest, riding him so hard he rocked Jesse’s body on the bed. Jesse clenched Evan’s hips with both hands, breathing low groans with each of Evan’s thrusts.

Evan sat back, changing the rhythm of his movements by grinding Jesse deep inside him. He reached back with one hand to gently fondle Jesse’s balls. Jesse moaned louder. He pressed Evan down on his cock while raising his hips. Evan gasped and clutched Jesse’s forearms. Jesse moved Evan’s hips for him and jerked his own up hard.

Evan held onto Jesse’s forearms and let him take control of his body.

Jesse let go of Evan’s left hip and grabbed his cock, grinning at Evan’s loud cry that hit a note he had never heard from him before. Evan’s hand slapped down on Jesse’s chest, his fingers hooked into his pectoral. Jesse felt all of Evan’s muscles constrict. Evan slammed back, shouting as his climax shook him. At the warm wetness splattering across his stomach, Jesse snapped his hips up with his own release.

Evan opened his eyes, watching Jesse climax. He smiled. All this time he had thought Jesse was at his most beautiful when singing. Jesse relaxed under him, and he continued to gaze at him, admiring the passionate flush in his cheeks, his lips parted to take in deeper breaths, his black hair framing his face that was still concentrated on the pleasure he just received.

Jesse slowly began to smile, then his eyes opened. He gave Evan a light tug. Evan fell forward, his lips hovering above Jesse’s. Jesse brushed his fingers through Evan’s hair and touched his lips in a gentle kiss. “I think I’m addicted to this, too.”

Evan laughed softly and laid his head beside Jesse’s. “Me, too.”

CHAPTER EIGHT

The vibration of Jesse’s cell phone reverberated against the wood of the nightstand, making it sound ten times louder than it was. The sound stirred Jesse, but instead of agitation filling him at being awoken before ready, he lay peacefully thanks to Evan’s body pressed against him from behind, holding him with one arm draped over his waist. He had never woken up in anyone’s arms before and wanted to savor being cuddled against a firm body.