Chapter 11

They’d fucked before, all those years ago, and Tyler remembered it, but it seemed like perhaps they’d both learned a thing or two since then and it was mind blowing.

“Fuck. Tyler. You’re. So. Damn—” Each word had been punctuated by a push inside him, until words seemed to fail Jack and he just erupted with groans and pants until he was slamming Tyler so hard into the wall, Tyler wondered if the plaster would come off right when Jack did. Ha!

“You’re laughing again,” Jack ground out.

“Yeah, I—fuck.”

With a throaty groan, Jack’s orgasm burst forth as his fingers dug into Tyler’s flesh, leaving indents and bruises for sure. He suddenly pulled out of Tyler, and dropped to his knees again as he spun Tyler back around and once more swallowed Tyler’s cock.

The intense rough sucking proved to be his undoing as he came less than a minute later, pouring his seed down Jack’s throat.

Somehow they both ended up lying on the hallway floor next to each other, exhausted and sweaty.