Chapter 11

Clark knew he couldn’t hold his orgasm much longer, but he wanted to make Thomas come first, wanted to make the other man scream with his release.

“Stroke yourself,” he said.

Thomas didn’t respond at first or fast enough.

“Do it, Harrigan,” Clark ordered.

Thomas peeled one hand off the railing and reached for his dick. It was perhaps a little shorter than Clark’s but a bit thicker. Thomas gripped it in his fist and jerked. Clark slowed his thrusts down so he could watch his lover. It was a beautiful sight, especially when Thomas gave extra attention to the spongy tip. He couldn’t keep his pace slow for long, however, and he was soon pumping at furious speed once more.

“Clark,” Thomas gasped.

“Yes, that’s it, Thomas. Say my name. I want to hear my name when you come.”

“Ah.” Thomas moaned and released his cock, grabbing the railing with both hands. His cock jumped, and white globs of cum shot out. “Clark, please.”