Chapter 3

Jamie pulled him closer until their bodies were flush against each other. Ryan’s arms went around his neck, and Jamie’s hands went to the soft swell of Ryan’s backside, pushing him tighter against his cock, rocking them together. Ryan’s legs trembled this time.

Jamie deepened the kiss even more, and Ryan was lost. Lost in the heat and warmth, the scent of the body wash Jamie always used, the heat and taste of his mouth, and the warm, wet scent of his skin. Jamie brought one large, strong hand between them and grasped both of their cocks, lining them up, caressing and teasing. Ryan’s legs almost buckled. Jamie knew exactly what this did to him, and when he started to pump them, Ryan tore his mouth away to breathe and then dropped his head on Jamie’s shoulder, letting the water pound his shoulders as the tension stretched every inch of him. No-one had ever affected him like Jamie. No-one had ever made him feel so unbelievably special and loved.