Page 6 of Holding On to a Hero
Jason’s grin turned into more of a leer. “He gave me a pretty big ‘I’m in charge’ kind of vibe. I would guess he had to develop it so people would take him seriously given his height and his looks. But it’s definitely sexy.”
“I saw he was a wedding photographer before that horrible accident on the lake near Denver.”
Jason nodded and added, “I couldn’t find anything to suggest he’s ever taken any paparazzi-type photos. Did you see he saved two women? They would have drowned.”
“Yeah, that looked pretty scary. Maybe that’s why he quit doing weddings.”
“It would certainly put me off. And I’m sure he got a nice settlement after the lawsuit was settled.” The yacht that hit them was owned by a multi-millionaire, and he’d been drunk. “I can’t imagine there’s a lot of money in wildlife photography.”
I thought about this and then, delighted by my conclusions, I gave Jason a hot kiss with a quick tongue suck. He pressed his groin against me, slotting his half-hard cock along my much harder one.
“I guess that means he’s a man of leisure,” I breathed against Jason’s lips. “Who knows what he does to occupy his time all day.” My hands found their way down to Jason’s ass.
“Maybe no one would miss him if we borrowed him for a few days.” Jason moved his head to kiss and then run his teeth along the side of my neck. Fire went straight to my cock. “If we asked him nicely he might punish us for kidnapping him.”
My cock definitely liked the sound of someone getting punished by Will Graham. I reluctantly removed my hands from Jason’s muscular ass to pull my t-shirt over my head. “Mmmm. He could spank us. Naked. And maybe he’d let you spank him afterwards.” We’d never actually done any spanking, but it seemed to come up a lot in our fantasizing.
Jason groaned and started to unbutton his shirt. “On his hands and knees. Maybe both of you on the bed next to each other.”
“Yessss. Then you could open us both up. You could fuck Will while he fucked me.” I hastily shucked my sweatpants and started to jerk off. “I bet his blond hair looks amazing against his cock. And his cock is probably huge. Long and thick.”
“Of course.”
Jason finally got his shirt off. I closed the distance between us and spread my hands over his chest, then twisted his nipples while he started working on removing his pants.
Jason gasped as I pinched his left nipple particularly hard. “His big dick would feel so good splitting us open.”
I licked his now-swollen nipple. Jason groaned. He’d forgotten about his jeans, so I nudged his hands to get him back to work.
“We could let him decide who he got to fuck and who got to fuck him. I’m sure he’d like that.” We were all about letting our imaginary lovers have options.
I licked Jason’s throat as I helped him push down his jeans and his boxer briefs. I moved back a little to let him get them completely off, but my hands were immediately back on his ass, squeezing those perfect globes. God, I loved his ass. Almost as much as his biceps.
Now we were both naked, Jason pulled me into him so our cocks slid together again. We both moaned at how good it felt.
Jason spat into his hand, then gripped our cocks together. The spit plus our combined precum was enough for lube. Jason’s voice dropped. “The next time we were with Will, we could spit-roast him. I bet he’d look amazing on his hands and knees, giving his ass to one of us and sucking the other off.”
“Yes! I bet his ass is so, so tight.” My hands went to Jason’s head and I gripped his hair hard while I kissed him ravenously. His tongue twisted against mine and his taste filled my mouth. Jason was still jerking us off and I was almost there. I bucked up into his grip.
I said, “Do you feel our cocks together? Imagine how it would feel for both of us to be inside Will at the same time. So hot, so tight, moving against each other.”
“Oh, fuck!” Jason shouted, and his hand moved faster on our cocks. I added my own to help him. It only took two more jerks and we both came.
Breathing heavily, we clung to each other to keep standing as we shuddered and recovered from our orgasms. “Holy shit,” I gasped.
“Yeah,” Jason sounded as wrecked as I was. “That was pretty hot.”
“I think sexy imaginary Will is going to get a workout.”
Jason gave a short laugh. “He seemed pretty sturdy. I think he can take it. Let’s go get cleaned up.”
Chapter Four
Will
8:00am and the sun was already pretty warm, particularly for this time of year. But of course,Texas. Fortunately the heat gave me a focus on for the breathing exercise I was currently killing. Lisa, my therapist, would be so pleased.
But unfortunately, instead of using the exercise to divert my mind from my feelings of inadequacy and survivor guilt, I was now meditating solely to maintain slow and steady breaths. Crucial, as I couldn’t move or make a noise without potentially frightening the porcupine presently sniffing my left shoe.
