want to be on your back or hands and knees?"
Jacob rolled over. It wasn't that he didn't want to see his lover, but he knew Guy could get a better angle in this direction.
The feel of wet lube being pushed into his hole had him shoving back against the invasion. He could feel Guy spreading him with his thick fingers.
"More," he moaned.
"Easy," Guy said, kissing Jacob's shoulder. "We'll get there."
"Get there faster."
A soft chuckle was his response.
Jacob let out a groan. Guy wouldn't be hurried.
Just as he was about to flip around and tackle his lover, Guy slid inside, causing Jacob to moan. "Yes."
"You feel so amazing," Guy whispered, sliding in and out with excruciating slowness.
"Yes, right there." Jacob shifted so Guy's cock hit his prostate over and over. Wrapping his hand around his own length, he was shocked when Guy smacked him on the ass. "What!"
"That's mine," Guy growled.
"You can play with it later. Fuck me."
Laughter was his lover's response as Guy pounded into him. Jacob desperately pumped his shaft, seeking relief. Before long, the scent of spunk and the sounds of groans filled the air.
The men collapsed on to the bed together.
"I'm never leaving your ass," Guy murmured against Jacob's shoulder.
"It might be hard to find pants that fit."
Guy's laughter, while still deep inside him, made Jacob tingle. Before he could get used to the sensation, his lover pulled out. "I'll be right back."
Jacob watched while Guy headed for the bathroom.
"I thought he'd never leave," said a voice.
Jacob yelped as a man appeared by the foot of his bed. Quickly covering himself, Jacob glared at the intruder.
"You really should start keeping something by the bed to clean up with," the man said.
He was about to ask who the man was, but the words died in his chest. The man, or whatever he was, looked just like Jacob.
"Hello, son."
The words shook Jacob. He'd never thought he'd have any man call him son.
"Um, hello."
"Sorry to interrupt like this, but I just learned about you." He gave Jacob a wry smile. "I guess there won't be any grandkids, huh?"
Jacob shrugged. "I wouldn't completely rule it out. If I'm going to live as long as Guy says, I have plenty of time to find a surrogate. What's your name anyway?"
"Oh sorry. I'm Denius, and as I'm sure you've noticed the resemblance, I'm also your father. I didn't know you existed until a friend showed me this magazine and asked when I'd posed." Denius held up a copy of the latest fashion magazine with Jacob on the cover. "You are really stunning."
Jacob laughed. "You should know." It twisted the knife in his chest to learn his mother had been right. His father had come back when he learned about Jacob.
Denius smiled. "Yes, I should. I'll leave you now. I know this isn't the best time. Maybe we could get together next week for dinner? You can bring your mate. I wasn't there for you as a child, but I'd love to be there for you as a man."
"I'd like that too."
Jacob didn't miss the longing in Denius's expression. He'd withhold his opinion of the man until he got to know him better, but it would be nice to see if they could at least be friends.
Denius's eyes glowed for a moment. "I programmed my number into your phone. Call me next week when you have time."
"I will." Jacob really meant that too. The man appeared sincere, but time would tell. He didn't bother telling his newly-found father about his mother. They needed to get to know each other before he unloaded the anger he had over his father's abandonment.
Before he could say anything else, Denius vanished. Guy walked back in. "That was weird. The bathroom door wouldn't open."
Jacob laughed. "It was probably my father." He went on to tell Guy all about his father's visit.
Guy smiled. "I'm glad he contacted you." He lost his carefree expression a moment later. "I wouldn't tell your mother about that just yet. She has some healing to do first."
Jacob shook his head. "I'm not planning on telling her." The
Jacob rolled over. It wasn't that he didn't want to see his lover, but he knew Guy could get a better angle in this direction.
The feel of wet lube being pushed into his hole had him shoving back against the invasion. He could feel Guy spreading him with his thick fingers.
"More," he moaned.
"Easy," Guy said, kissing Jacob's shoulder. "We'll get there."
"Get there faster."
A soft chuckle was his response.
Jacob let out a groan. Guy wouldn't be hurried.
Just as he was about to flip around and tackle his lover, Guy slid inside, causing Jacob to moan. "Yes."
"You feel so amazing," Guy whispered, sliding in and out with excruciating slowness.
"Yes, right there." Jacob shifted so Guy's cock hit his prostate over and over. Wrapping his hand around his own length, he was shocked when Guy smacked him on the ass. "What!"
"That's mine," Guy growled.
"You can play with it later. Fuck me."
Laughter was his lover's response as Guy pounded into him. Jacob desperately pumped his shaft, seeking relief. Before long, the scent of spunk and the sounds of groans filled the air.
The men collapsed on to the bed together.
"I'm never leaving your ass," Guy murmured against Jacob's shoulder.
"It might be hard to find pants that fit."
Guy's laughter, while still deep inside him, made Jacob tingle. Before he could get used to the sensation, his lover pulled out. "I'll be right back."
Jacob watched while Guy headed for the bathroom.
"I thought he'd never leave," said a voice.
Jacob yelped as a man appeared by the foot of his bed. Quickly covering himself, Jacob glared at the intruder.
"You really should start keeping something by the bed to clean up with," the man said.
He was about to ask who the man was, but the words died in his chest. The man, or whatever he was, looked just like Jacob.
"Hello, son."
The words shook Jacob. He'd never thought he'd have any man call him son.
"Um, hello."
"Sorry to interrupt like this, but I just learned about you." He gave Jacob a wry smile. "I guess there won't be any grandkids, huh?"
Jacob shrugged. "I wouldn't completely rule it out. If I'm going to live as long as Guy says, I have plenty of time to find a surrogate. What's your name anyway?"
"Oh sorry. I'm Denius, and as I'm sure you've noticed the resemblance, I'm also your father. I didn't know you existed until a friend showed me this magazine and asked when I'd posed." Denius held up a copy of the latest fashion magazine with Jacob on the cover. "You are really stunning."
Jacob laughed. "You should know." It twisted the knife in his chest to learn his mother had been right. His father had come back when he learned about Jacob.
Denius smiled. "Yes, I should. I'll leave you now. I know this isn't the best time. Maybe we could get together next week for dinner? You can bring your mate. I wasn't there for you as a child, but I'd love to be there for you as a man."
"I'd like that too."
Jacob didn't miss the longing in Denius's expression. He'd withhold his opinion of the man until he got to know him better, but it would be nice to see if they could at least be friends.
Denius's eyes glowed for a moment. "I programmed my number into your phone. Call me next week when you have time."
"I will." Jacob really meant that too. The man appeared sincere, but time would tell. He didn't bother telling his newly-found father about his mother. They needed to get to know each other before he unloaded the anger he had over his father's abandonment.
Before he could say anything else, Denius vanished. Guy walked back in. "That was weird. The bathroom door wouldn't open."
Jacob laughed. "It was probably my father." He went on to tell Guy all about his father's visit.
Guy smiled. "I'm glad he contacted you." He lost his carefree expression a moment later. "I wouldn't tell your mother about that just yet. She has some healing to do first."
Jacob shook his head. "I'm not planning on telling her." The
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