Andreas‟s
ass and rubbed, exhaling a sigh of relief. He stared at the erotic sight of his dark cock
sliding against Andreas‟s pale ass.
“Fuck me now!” Andreas ground against him.
Jabez didn‟t need more invitation. He pushed Andreas over the weight bench so
his ass thrust up into the air, then went to the supply cupboard to grab the bottle of oil
for slicking their bodies when they wrestled. After pouring some on his hands, he
rubbed them together and began exploring Andreas‟s hole, inserting one finger, then
two, massaging and stretching the tiny opening. All the blood in his body raced to his
cock, leaving him light-headed and dizzy. Andreas whined and pressed onto his
fingers, his sphincter clutching them.
Jabez slicked his cock with the oil. Removing his fingers, he gazed for a second at
Andreas‟s clenching hole before guiding his cock into it. Astonishing heat surrounded
him. He pushed hard past the outer ring and into the tight channel, which gripped him
like a fist.
Andreas groaned. He cursed softly and lifted his ass higher, pushing back against
Jabez, taking him deeper and deeper. Jabez grabbed his hips and held on as he pressed
all the way inside. He didn‟t stop until his cock was entirely swallowed up. Relief
flooded through him. This was right where he belonged, exactly where he needed to be.
The sight of Andreas‟s dark, bowed head and the sweat-soaked back of his shirt
was more beautiful than a painting to Jabez. He let go of Andreas‟s hips to push up his
shirt and gaze at the expanse of his back and the ridge of his spine. He pulled out the
glistening length of his cock, then thrust again, enjoying seeing it engulfed by Andreas‟s
body.
Out and in again. Jabez thrust into that delicious, sweet, hot ass. He held
Andreas‟s hips hard enough to leave more bruised fingerprints as he filled him again
and again. The other man grunted as Jabez hammered into him. He whimpered and
begged. “More, more, more. Harder!”
Jabez fucked him deeply, groaning with every thrust. Rage and bliss and lust rose
in him higher and higher, filling him until he could hardly see from the haze of red
before his eyes. It was like the bloodlust of a match where part of him was detached and
aware of every move he made, while the rest became a growling animal that wanted to
attack and tear with its claws.
He slapped the other man‟s ass as he reamed him.
Andreas groaned, signaling his pleasure in the treatment.
Cage Match
55
Jabez stared at the red mark he‟d left and spanked him a few more times. Then he
grabbed Andreas‟s hips once more and held tight as he thrust his way to climax—balls
slapping against the back of the man‟s thighs, groin smacking his ass. Jabez squeezed
his eyes closed, his balls drew tight, and he came in hard, shuddering pulses.
He continued to press deep while pleasure rippled through him, and he bent over
Andreas‟s back, licking his spine and tasting his skin, so soft. He wanted to stay inside
him forever. Keep him close and fuck him or be fucked by him whenever he wanted.
He could live in this house the rest of his life, safe at last, cared for, wanted.
This was the secret dream he‟d pushed down so deep inside for so long he‟d
almost forgotten it, the dream of a home and a special person who wanted him. Now it
seemed his childhood dream had actually come true, but Jabez knew better than to
believe in such fantasies. He straightened and pulled out of Andreas one last time
before stepping away from the other man‟s warm body. This couldn‟t last. Better to stop
himself from growing too used to this pleasure and to Andreas‟s friendship before it
was snatched away from him.
With a groan, Andreas straightened. He pulled up his pants and glanced over at
Jabez, who was tucking away his cock. “That was unexpected.”
Jabez noticed his erection outlined by the fabric of his pants. “You didn‟t come. I
can take care of that.”
ass and rubbed, exhaling a sigh of relief. He stared at the erotic sight of his dark cock
sliding against Andreas‟s pale ass.
“Fuck me now!” Andreas ground against him.
Jabez didn‟t need more invitation. He pushed Andreas over the weight bench so
his ass thrust up into the air, then went to the supply cupboard to grab the bottle of oil
for slicking their bodies when they wrestled. After pouring some on his hands, he
rubbed them together and began exploring Andreas‟s hole, inserting one finger, then
two, massaging and stretching the tiny opening. All the blood in his body raced to his
cock, leaving him light-headed and dizzy. Andreas whined and pressed onto his
fingers, his sphincter clutching them.
Jabez slicked his cock with the oil. Removing his fingers, he gazed for a second at
Andreas‟s clenching hole before guiding his cock into it. Astonishing heat surrounded
him. He pushed hard past the outer ring and into the tight channel, which gripped him
like a fist.
Andreas groaned. He cursed softly and lifted his ass higher, pushing back against
Jabez, taking him deeper and deeper. Jabez grabbed his hips and held on as he pressed
all the way inside. He didn‟t stop until his cock was entirely swallowed up. Relief
flooded through him. This was right where he belonged, exactly where he needed to be.
The sight of Andreas‟s dark, bowed head and the sweat-soaked back of his shirt
was more beautiful than a painting to Jabez. He let go of Andreas‟s hips to push up his
shirt and gaze at the expanse of his back and the ridge of his spine. He pulled out the
glistening length of his cock, then thrust again, enjoying seeing it engulfed by Andreas‟s
body.
Out and in again. Jabez thrust into that delicious, sweet, hot ass. He held
Andreas‟s hips hard enough to leave more bruised fingerprints as he filled him again
and again. The other man grunted as Jabez hammered into him. He whimpered and
begged. “More, more, more. Harder!”
Jabez fucked him deeply, groaning with every thrust. Rage and bliss and lust rose
in him higher and higher, filling him until he could hardly see from the haze of red
before his eyes. It was like the bloodlust of a match where part of him was detached and
aware of every move he made, while the rest became a growling animal that wanted to
attack and tear with its claws.
He slapped the other man‟s ass as he reamed him.
Andreas groaned, signaling his pleasure in the treatment.
Cage Match
55
Jabez stared at the red mark he‟d left and spanked him a few more times. Then he
grabbed Andreas‟s hips once more and held tight as he thrust his way to climax—balls
slapping against the back of the man‟s thighs, groin smacking his ass. Jabez squeezed
his eyes closed, his balls drew tight, and he came in hard, shuddering pulses.
He continued to press deep while pleasure rippled through him, and he bent over
Andreas‟s back, licking his spine and tasting his skin, so soft. He wanted to stay inside
him forever. Keep him close and fuck him or be fucked by him whenever he wanted.
He could live in this house the rest of his life, safe at last, cared for, wanted.
This was the secret dream he‟d pushed down so deep inside for so long he‟d
almost forgotten it, the dream of a home and a special person who wanted him. Now it
seemed his childhood dream had actually come true, but Jabez knew better than to
believe in such fantasies. He straightened and pulled out of Andreas one last time
before stepping away from the other man‟s warm body. This couldn‟t last. Better to stop
himself from growing too used to this pleasure and to Andreas‟s friendship before it
was snatched away from him.
With a groan, Andreas straightened. He pulled up his pants and glanced over at
Jabez, who was tucking away his cock. “That was unexpected.”
Jabez noticed his erection outlined by the fabric of his pants. “You didn‟t come. I
can take care of that.”
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