Dealing with the Past by Toni Griffin Page A

fingers tweaked his nipple.
    "Like that, do you, Addy?" Jackson said as he started trailing biting kisses across his jaw and down his neck. Aiden moaned and arched his neck, giving Jackson more room for what he wanted. His cock throbbed and pulsed from behind its confines, Aiden could feel the wet patch on the front of his shorts getting larger by the minute.
    Jackson bit his nipple and Aiden arched his back wanting more. Instead, the man sat back on his haunches and stared down at him.
    "Let's get these off, shall we?" he said as he reached down and hooked his fingers in the waistband of Aiden's underwear. Aiden lifted his hips and watched as Jackson worked his jocks off. Jackson stood for a minute and stripped his own underwear off before crawling back on the bed again. The man was as close to perfect as Aiden could imagine. He wondered quickly what the hell Jackson could see in someone like him, with his pale white skin and soft, slightly overweight body, but decided to push it away for another time.
    In the dark room, Aiden could make out the small brown nipples lightly surrounded with a smattering of hair, Jackson's rippling stomach muscles, and farther down Aiden's eyes nearly bulged as he took in his first look at Jackson's cock.
    Aiden swallowed audibly at the thought of having something as large and fat as Jackson's dick inside of him. Aiden watched as a pearl of pre-cum gathered at its tip before trailing down its length. His mouth watered at the idea of his tongue following behind to gather the precious liquid and savour the taste.
    He jumped a little when Jackson's hands made contact with his thighs and started to work their way up his body. All his attention had been focused on Jackson's cock and he had forgotten all else.
    "If you keep looking at me like that, I'm not going to be responsible for what I do to you." Jackson's voice had a low husky quality to it and Aiden shivered as is passed over his body.
    "Okay," he squeaked. Jackson chuckled.
    Aiden watched in utter fascination as Jackson's hand travelled down his own body to wrap around the base of his hard shaft. "See what you do to me?" he asked. "God, I don't think I've ever been this hard in my life." Aiden smiled tentatively up at Jackson, he didn't understand how Jackson thought he was so arousing but he wasn't about to argue. "Would you like a taste?" Jackson asked, his voice a guttural growl.
    Aiden nodded and yelped when his legs were grabbed and he was pulled down the bed a little. Jackson climbed over the top of him and settled with his knees on either side of Aiden's shoulders. Aiden ran his hands up the hard thighs in front of him, his fingers tangling gently in the curly leg hairs.
    Jackson placed one hand on the headboard in front of him, the other still wrapped firmly around the base of his dick as he leant forward, guiding his shaft to Aiden's mouth. "Open up Addy," he whispered.
    Aiden opened willingly; his tongue flicked out to taste the pre-cum gathering at the tip. He moaned as the flavours burst over tastebuds. His lips wrapped around the head and Aiden sucked lightly. He swirled his tongue around, making sure to flick the sensitive underside before taking Jackson farther into his mouth. Aiden felt so powerful at the noises he managed to pull from the big strong male above him.
    "Jesus, you feel like heaven, Addy," Jackson murmured before he slowly started thrusting in and out of Aiden's mouth. Aiden could feel the man's thigh muscles bunch and release under his hands. The sheer power of the man above him had Aiden close to climax without even a hand being applied to his cock. He had never felt anything so thrilling and arousing in his life.
    All of a sudden Jackson stopped and pulled back. "Fuck, you're too good at that. Much longer and you'll have me spewing down your throat." Aiden moaned at the idea of Jackson coming in his mouth and leant as far forward as he could with the other man still sitting on his chest—wanting to take