Page 195 of Captivated

Nate kissed his forehead. “You can’t. So sit back and enjoy the ride, cowboy.” He moved slowly, keeping the motion fluid as he rocked, the friction of Zeeb’s cock sliding in and out a delicious sensation.

The bedsprings squealed. Loudly.

Nate stared at Zeeb. “How come it never did that before?”

Zeeb snorted. “All we did in this bed was sleep.” He gaped at Nate. “Well, don’t let a little squeaking stop ya.”

Nate laughed, rocking a little more.

The squealing intensified.

Nate placed his hands on either side of Zeeb’s head and bent down to kiss him, undulating his lower body, careful not to nudge Zeeb’s arm. Each time their bodies met, Zeeb punctuated their connection with a fervent “Oh yeah.” The bedsprings continued to protest, and as Nate’s movements speeded up, the sound filled the air.

Nate concentrated on Zeeb’s face, his wide eyes, the way he moaned when Nate stilled, Zeeb’s shaft filling him, stretching him.

The sight was as glorious as the pleasurable sensations.

Nate let go of the rail and rocked back and forth, his arms out at his sides like goddamn wings, clenching and unclenching his hands, lost to everything but the feel of Zeeb’s cock inside him, the sight of Zeeb’s flushed face, his parted lips…

“Nate, I’m close,” Zeeb said with a groan.

“Then come.” Nate rocked faster, their breathing in sync as he pushed Zeeb toward his orgasm. He grabbed the rail once more to anchor himself, riding Zeeb’s dick hard, his own climax now in sight. Zeeb dug his fingers into Nate’s ass, his mouth open, his drawn-out cry spilling into the room.

“Fuck.” Zeeb shuddered, and Nate leaned over to claim his lips, aware of Zeeb’s shaft throbbing inside him. Zeeb curled slick fingers around Nate’s rigid cock, tugging at it, sliding the foreskin back and forth, until at last Nate cried out as he pulsed over Zeeb’s chest.

For a moment neither of them spoke, their harsh breaths the only sounds filling the room. Zeeb’s dick was still wedged in Nate’s ass, his cum caught in Zeeb’s chest hair.

“I can’t wait for the day when we do this an’ I get to hold you after,” Zeeb murmured.

Nate eased himself off Zeeb’s shaft, his legs suddenly shaky. He stretched out alongside Zeeb, his head on the pillow. “That doesn’t mean we’re not going to do this again until that day, right?”

Zeeb chuckled. “You really think I could go that long without bein’ inside you again? Because my dick and your ass? Made for each other.”

Nate glowed. “Glad to know we’re on the same page.”

Chapter Fifty-One

August 20, 2024

“What day is it?”Zeeb murmured.

It amused him that Nate’s reply wasn’t instantaneous. “Tuesday? No, Wednesday. Wait. Is it Thursday?” He sighed. “I’m not sure.”

Zeeb snickered. “So your head is about as scrambled as mine is?”

Nate laughed, a bright happy sound. “Pretty much.” He craned his neck to peer at Zeeb. “Why do you want to know? Is there someplace you have to be today?”

Zeeb stroked his shoulder. “Nowhere but here.” He chuckled. “Although we will need to get outta this bed and feed ourselves at some point.”

Not yet, though. He was too busy enjoying an early morning cuddle.

Nate bit his lip. “So… are we going to…”

Zeeb laughed. “I love it that you’re all shy this morning. Such a very different Nate compared to the one I had in this bed last night.”

“And you did, didn’t you?”

He frowned. “Did what?”

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