Rick grunted when Jared finally stopped. His balls were tight into his body, his nerves already sizzling with anticipation of his impending release. He smoothed a hand up Jared’s stomach, smiling when the abs twitched under his palm. The man amazed him. Though his groans had turned into words of encouragement, Rick never doubted the effect they had on each other. He could feel it in the vibrations of their flesh. He’d dream of it, long after he left Jared for the night.
Slowly, Jared rocked along his shaft. The strokes were shallow at first, like he was reluctant to let Rick go, but gradually, they lengthened, slick and tight as he slid up and down the entire length of Rick’s cock. All Rick could do was hold on. Jared had control. Rick wanted to thrust, but the first time he did so, Jared tweaked his nipple painfully and warned him not to.