Page 186 of Off the Pitch

“Come here,” I said, crooking my finger and beckoning Jordan towards me. He was dressed only in a tiny pair of tight, bright blue boxer briefs that looked utterly sinful wrapped around his thighs. “You’re very fucking sexy.”

“I know.” He crawled onto the bed and into my lap, settling himself on my thighs and leaning down to kiss me. It was a demanding kiss, all heat and desire, and I groaned as he nipped at my lips. I traced my finger down his chest, circling his nipples and teasing them as he kissed me again, pushing his tongue into my mouth and moaning as I pinched the dark nubs. Heat flared in my gut, and I wrapped my hand around his hip, holding him still.

His hard cock brushed against mine, only a few thin layers of material separating us. Jordan ground down teasingly, seeing if I’d take the bait. So far everything between us had been slow and deliberate, almost as if we were trying to tease each other into breaking first. Tension rippled beneath the surface, waiting for one of us to make the first move.

I swallowed another of his moans as my hand squeezed his ass and my cock throbbed. Jordan had starred in more than one of my fantasies since we’d last hooked up, and I wanted to rile him up again until he was desperate. Last time had been too fast, and there hadn’t been nearly enough time for me to do everything I wanted. I wanted to get my mouth on his dick for one. He’d been a deliciously bossy bottom last time, and I wanted to see that side of him again. I needed him in my lap, riding me hard and fast with my cock buried deep inside his tight ass.

I slid my hand along the edge of his boxers, feeling the heated skin below my fingers. Jordan gave a tiny growl of annoyance as I ignored both his cock and ass to slide my hand down his thighs, squeezing the firm muscles. He ground down again, and I groaned.

“You’re teasing again,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady and not let him see how much he was affecting me.

“What’re you going to do about it?” he taunted, writhing in my lap, determined to drive me wild. I smirked, grabbing his hips and rolling him off me, pinning him to the bed beneath me. Jordan moaned, the sound going straight to my cock.

“There are so many things I could do to you,” I said, leaning down to nip his ear and trailing kisses along his jaw. “So many ways I could take you apart.”

“Then why don’t you?” His voice caught in his throat, another groan sliding from his lips as I traced my mouth lower.

“Who says I’m not going to?” I slid down the bed until I was kneeling comfortably between his thighs. “I think we need to get rid of these first,” I said, trailing my fingers across the waistband of his boxers. “Beautiful as they are, I want to see what’s underneath them.”

I tugged at the material, making Jordan lift his hips. He was already hard, the dark head of his cock flushed and beading precum. I threw his boxer briefs onto the floor, not bothering to look where they landed, my eyes fixed on his cock. My patience was stretched thin, and it was taking everything I had to hold back. I wanted to draw this out, but I was walking a knife-edge between desperation and restraint.

“Well?” asked Jordan. “Are you gonna suck my dick or just look at it?”

My patience snapped.

I leant down, swirling my tongue across the head before sucking his cock into my mouth. I hardly gave him a moment to think before I slid him into my throat, swallowing around him as Jordan cried out in pleasure. I always loved taking men apart like this before I fucked them. They always responded so beautifully. Jordan was no different, and within minutes, I’d used my mouth and my hand to turn him into a groaning, whimpering mess.

“Fuck,” he gasped. “Fuck, Félix.”

He sounded like he was getting close, and I didn’t want that. I wanted to fuck him before he came. I pulled off with a wet pop, suppressing a chuckle as Jordan whined.

“Roll over.”

“Fuck yes,” Jordan said, immediately rolling over and lifting his ass. “Need you inside me.”

I slid off the bed, quickly stripping off my own boxers as I retrieved lube and condoms before kneeling behind him. I ran my hand across his heated skin. His ass was ridiculously perfect, but I wasn’t going to tell him just how many times I’d dreamt of it. The lube was cool on my skin, and Jordan hissed in surprise as I drizzled some across his hole. It didn’t take long to open him up, stretching him wide on my fingers and loving the way he moaned underneath me. I was so tempted to fuck him like this and watch his ass bounce up and down on my cock, but first I needed him in my lap.

“I want you to ride me,” I said, grabbing his ass as I pressed my fingers against his prostate one final time before sliding them out slowly.

Jordan smirked over his shoulder as I reached for a condom, tearing open the foil and rolling it on. As soon as I settled on the bed next to him, he swung his leg over my hips, wrapped his fingers around my cock, stroked it several times, and then lined himself up. I thought he’d go slowly, but he left me groaning and clutching the sheets as he quickly sank down. Tight heat gripped my cock, and, fuck, I hadn’t felt anything this good in months.

“Holy shit,” Jordan groaned as he took every inch of me. He wiggled his hips, sinking down even farther, and I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing his ass and squeezing his perfect cheeks. He leant down, kissing me deeply and moaning into my mouth. “Fuck, you feel amazing.”

“So do you,” I said, struggling to keep myself in check. I wanted to hold him still and fuck him, spread him wide and pound up into him. I grabbed his ass, smacking his cheek and making him moan. “Ride me, baby. I want to watch you bounce on my cock.”

For a moment it looked like he was considering teasing me, but then I slowly thrust up into him, and any patience Jordan had dissolved. He started rocking his hips, moving faster and harder. He leant back, hands resting on my thighs, stretching his body out in all its glory, sweat clinging to his skin. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, letting him fuck into my fist as he rode me. Pleasure poured from his lips, his face contorted in bliss, and all I could do was watch in awe as he took what he wanted from me. He was so fucking sexy like this, and I wanted to keep him here for hours just so I could see every beautiful expression he made.

“Oh, shit. I’m getting close,” Jordan gasped. His hand batted mine away as he gripped his cock, riding me harder as he chased his release. “Fuck. Fuuuck, Félix!” He gasped as he slammed himself down a final time. Streaks of cum covered my stomach, and Jordan’s ass clenched around me as he rode out his orgasm, his hips slowing but not quite stopping as he sought out every last drop of pleasure.

He leant down and kissed me again, panting against my lips. “Two… seconds…” he panted out, and I chuckled.

“I thought you were supposed to be at peak fitness?”

“Fuck you. This is hard work.”

“No.” I smirked, gathering his cum on my fingers and lifting them to my mouth. I sucked them clean, savouring the salty tang on my tongue. Jordan moaned, staring at me as if it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. “I think I’ll fuck you instead.”

I grabbed his waist, flipping him and throwing him onto the bed, pushing his thighs apart before driving my cock back into him.

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