Page 16 of Shrapnel

Fingers clenched in the blankets; Jamie pressed himself back tentatively. Jackson had a big cock. It fit well with his mammoth size. The mushroom head split Jamie open, pushing his rim farther than he had stretched it earlier.

The slowness with which Jamie eased himself back was torture for Jackson. Jamie had a big mouth, but his ass was tight as they come. Warm and inviting, it grabbed at Jackson’s cock like it was born for it.

Fingers digging into his hips, he jerked his hips forward and hilted his length so hard his balls slapped against Jamie’s taint with an audible slap.

“Jesus fuck—” Jamie cried, back arching.

Jackson jerked Jamie’s head up by his hair, pulling his back against his chest. The position of his dick changed, and Jamie quivered. He wasn’t even moving yet.

He stuffed his thick digits in Jamie’s mouth. Greedily, the kid sucked them in. Laving at them, his tongue rose to meet the thickened pads of his fingers.

Jackson started rocking his hips then. The slide and burn of flesh was too much and he was already embarrassingly close. Fingers hooked in his mouth, he pulled his shaft out until just the tip was stretching the oversensitive rim of his ass, before shoving it back in with a snap.

A few more times and Jamie was leaning back against Jackson and whimpering, his cock leaking thick drops of pre all over his thighs. Its reddened head rubbed against his flat stomach.

“You going to cum, slut?”

Jamie bit down on his fingers. Jackson swore and shoved his head down into the mattress, hand on the back of his neck to press his face into the sheets.

Jackson glared down at Jamie as he licked the blood from his lips.

All patience gone, he leaned over Jamie and began truly fucking him. Like a well-oiled machine, he snapped his hips forward and jerked Jamie backward. The defiance left Jamie’s face after the second thrust, turning his face to the sheets to bite down on the mattress.

The headboard slapped into the wall as he fucked into Jamie, shoving the slender kid into the mattress with every thrust. His hair was a rat’s nest and there was an appealing flush creeping up his neck. His cock bounced against his stomach with every punishing blow. The smacking sounds of skin on skin were louder than the cries of pleasure spilling from Jamie’s panting mouth.

“Jesus Christ on a unicycle, Jackson harder. Fuck me harder.”

Shifting a little, he sought out that bundle of nerves. Once he found it, he set a punishing pace, the head of his cock brushing against Jamie’s prostate with force.

Without being touched, Jamie juddered and came with a shout. His entire body seemed to fold in on himself as he came all over his stomach. Ripples of aftershocks waved across his body, and he tensed every time Jackson found that sensitive spot again.

When he orgasmed, his hole clenched around Jackson’s cock, milking it, and dragging it back in with a desperation that shouldn’t have been as hot as it was. With every backward pull, he had to fight Jamie’s desperate body, warm and tight.

Limp from his orgasm, it took a moment, but Jamie finally rallied and pushed himself up. He glanced back at Jackson.

“I wanna ride you.”

Jackson didn’t have to be told twice.

He twisted them so he was laying on his back. Through the haze of arousal, he didn’t feel the pain in his back. His attention was on the skinny kid straddling him, lifting himself and positioning his cock so that the wide head was about to split him in half.

There was something about those slender thighs on either side of his hips, and his proud cock rising between them that made Jackson groan in pleasure. Jamie looked truly ruined. His face was flush, and eyes half-lidded with the post-orgasm haze leaving his body and the beginnings of fresh arousal returning. His right nipple was darker than the left, abused from Jackson’s cruelty earlier.

Dragging his fingers through the cum on his stomach, he slicked up Jackson’s cock. Fingers traced along the protruding veins as he teased, his hole tantalizingly close. A warning growl rumbled from his chest and Jamie smirked smugly.

“If you want it so bad, come and get it,” Jamie repeated, eyes glittering with the taunting challenge.

Jackson rushed up, snapping his hips into Jamie and latching his lips on his neck. His kiss was mostly teeth, punishing nips for his insolence. Jamie grabbed his shoulders, shaking with the force with which his erection split him open.

There were finally tears in his eyes, and he sucked on his lower lip with the sting.

Jackson liked that look on his face.

He wasn’t able to get as much movement from this position, but he was deeper. He could feel himself going farther into Jamie and stirring him up. Jamie was clutching him, head on his shoulders, and mumbled curses and pants falling from his mouth.

Hilting his cock, he twisted them until Jamie was on his back with his legs up around his shoulders. Biting the soft flesh of his inner knee, Jackson took up his fevered pace.

Jamie reached down between them to roughly jerk himself off. It was a good look, and Jackson felt his orgasm coming. Fucking so deep he could swear he saw the tip of his cock pushing against Jamie’s thin stomach, he watched Jamie come apart again.