Page 35 of A Case of You
“Come for me, baby,” Brandon said. “Give it to me.” He nuzzled the side of Jeff’s neck as he pistoned his hips against the man, timing it, waiting for him to build enough that a bite would shove him over the edge, not delay his orgasm.
Behind him, Stuart had picked up the rhythm and drove his cock deep into Brandon’s ass on every withdrawal Brandon made from Jeff’s. It only added to Brandon’s need and he knew at that rate he wouldn’t be able to hold back long.
Finally, he bit down, hard, and Jeff’s entire body tensed. As Jeff’s ass flexed and grabbed at Brandon’s cock with the force of his orgasm, Brandon released his bite and fucked him, hard, fast, quickly finishing as behind him, he heard Stuart’s moan start as his climax hit him.
Sated and happy, Brandon gently dropped his weight on Jeff as the man held on even tighter. Jeff kissed him, a sweet, gentle exploration as Stuart’s breath caressed the back of Brandon’s neck.
“Not too hard?” Brandon asked.
Jeff wore a happy smile. “Perfect. Damn, I needed that.”
“So did I.”
“Me, too,” Stuart added.
“Anyone check the pool temp today?” Brandon asked.
Jeff tapped his arm. “I turned on the heater late this afternoon. It should be around ninety.”
“Excellent. Let’s go.”
They untangled limbs and headed to the bathroom first, cleaning up and grabbing beach towels before stepping out the bedroom sliders onto the lanai. Stuart immediately cannonballed into the deep end, breaking the surface a second later.
“It’s perfect!”
* * * *
Jeff knew the men didn’t want to hurt him in bad ways. He got it. He appreciated their concern.
It didn’t mean he didn’t want them to use him, fuck him hard, the way they used to.
Sure, some of their impact play and intricate bondage positions were now on the back burner for him, but dammit, he wantedonepart of his life to not give way to his fucking health.
Sometimes, if it wasn’t the pain that took his desire away, it was the side effects of the medications. He had another appointment for more blood work next week. He didn’t have to have another PICC line—yet—but the doctor told him in no uncertain terms if either his blood work or his physical symptoms didn’t make a drastic improvement soon, he’d be putting Jeff back on one for another round of heavy-duty IV meds.
As Jeff floated on his back in the pool, Stuart swam over to him, getting under him, cradling Jeff against him to nibble on his left ear. Already, their boy’s cock was showing renewed signs of interest.
Ah, to be twenty-six again. Jeff reached under him and found Stuart’s cock, stroking him and quickly getting him fully hard. Then he positioned the head of it at his ass.
“Go ahead.”
Stuart’s grip closed on him, a soft moan brushing his ear as Stuart’s cock easily sank into his well-fucked ass. They were close to the wall, so Stuart put his feet down and turned them, holding on to the edge so he could really fuck Jeff.
Brandon swam over, smiling. He kissed Jeff, his arm draped around both of them as Stuart fucked Jeff. Then Brandon’s other hand dropped to Jeff’s cock. Jeff wasn’t sure he could get it up a second time, but that didn’t stop Brandon from trying to stroke him hard again.
“Fuck him good, boy,” Brandon said to Stuart while staring into Jeff’s eyes. “Show him what he does to you.”
Jeff moved his arms, now holding on to Brandon’s shoulders as the man leaned back against the edge of the pool. Stuart usually took longer to reach a second orgasm, especially that close to the first time he’d come.
Which Jeff now realized had been Brandon’s plan all along.
As Jeff smiled, Brandon returned it. “What?”
“Nothing,Master.” He kissed him, deeply. “You’re sneaky.”
“I can be. Fuck him nice and long, Stuart. Make it last.”
Stuart whined. “I’m so close.”
