Jase bit his neck. “You like it?”
Luis nodded. “It feels like you’re hitting places you’ve never hit before.” Then, in order to maintain his balance, Luis removed his left hand from the bedpost and gently rested his left arm across Jase’s shoulders. He squeezed Jase’s shoulder muscle and tried to lift his left leg even higher so all the weight wouldn’t be resting in Jase’s hand. Jase bucked his hips faster; their tongues met, and they started to kiss.
It wasn’t long before Luis’s left foot was arched and his toes were curling back. With his right leg, the one still braced to the floor, he went up on his tiptoes and balanced most of his weight between the bed post and Jase’s shoulders.
He felt suspended in air, almost swinging. Jase held his left leg up high, banging him so hard now it seemed as though Jase were drilling his ass with his fist instead of his dick.
When Luis looked into a mirror on the other side of the bed and saw the way Jase’s thick shaft was sliding in and out of his hole, he felt the beginning of his own climax. It always amazed Luis something so large and intimidating could actually fit into his tiny hole. The climax he was about to experience came from deep down inside, from one distinct spot, then started traveling through the rest of his body. Sex with Jase was always different and whenever they fucked Luis was never sure what to expect. But this time, probably because they were in a standing position, Luis felt as though he were being bred by the prized bull. And as clichéd as this sounded in his own head, it was exactly what he wanted.
The harder Jase rammed the louder Luis wanted to scream for more. If they’d been alone, he would have been moaning as loud as he could, begging Jase to ram harder and go deeper, and pleading with Jase to bang him into the next room. But there were Hunter and Darius to consider, and Luis knew the best he could do was whisper and grunt. It took all the discipline he had not to scream out loud when Jase brought him to climax without even touching his dick once.
There was nothing more satisfying in the world to Luis than coming this way. An orgasm from being fucked by Jase, without touching his own dick, sent shocks of outrageous pleasure speeding through every last nerve ending in his body. When Luis was alone and thought about this, he always became erect. When he was actually performing the act, he felt this kind of internal climax from his head to feet.
His scrotum tightened and the head of his penis expanded.
This morning, when he finally erupted at the exact moment Jase climaxed inside his body, he shot so far his come landed in the middle of the bed.
Even though the central air conditioning issue they’d had the previous summer had been resolved thanks to Cory and a very clever electrician, Luis’s entire body dripped with perspiration. He knew Jase was sweating as much; he felt it on Jase’s slick shoulder. He took a quick breath and turned his head so he could kiss Jase again. Jase was still fucking him, slower now, with a more even rhythm. He closed his eyes and shoved his tongue into Jase’s mouth, holding Jase’s shoulder as hard as he could, trying to savor every last inch of Jase before Jase pulled out.
But while Luis was still standing and Jase was still holding Luis left leg in mid-air, the bedroom door opened and Darius walked into the room. When Darius glanced across the room and saw the way Jase’s cock was still wedged up into Luis’s hole, he shut the bedroom door fast and turned to face the opposite wall.
“Darius,” Jase said. “What are you doing in here?”
Luis stopped moving. There was nothing he could do but remain where he was: spread like a wishbone, stuffed like a wine bottle. He couldn’t pull a cover over his naked body and he couldn’t run into the bathroom. The best he could do was smile and hope Darius would understand.
“I’m so sorry, Jase,” Darius said. He remained facing the wall, with his head down and his palm on his throat. “I knocked but no one answered. I wanted to ask you if it was okay to take Hunter for a walk this morning before we go to the Fourth of July party.”
Jase released Luis’s leg and pulled out of his body.
There was a quick pop and a loud suction noise that made Darius blink. He grabbed a sheet for himself and handed a cover to Luis. Then he wrapped the sheet around his waist and said, “Luis, I thought you locked the door last night.”
Luis shrugged and pulled the cover up to his chest, wishing he could bend and stretch his legs now. “I was certain I did. I always do. I even double checked to make sure it was locked last night before I went to bed.” It was one of the last things Luis did before he went to bed at night, especially on weekends if he thought there was a chance they’d have morning sex. After he checked to see Hunter was in his room sleeping soundly, he’d checked the lock and the security camera to be sure he could see and hear what was going on in Hunter’s room. Since he’d become a father, he’d learn to sleep with one eye partially open.
“I’m so sorry, Jase,” Darius said. “I’m sorry, Luis.
I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life. I’ll never be able to look you guys in the eye again.” His voice trailed off to whisper. He continued to gaze down at his sneakers.
“Calm down, Darius,” Jase said, crossing the room to where Darius was standing. “We’re all adults and these things happen.” Then Jase opened the door slightly to check the lock.
“I know I locked that door, Jase,” Luis said. “I vividly remember turning the latch.” He felt one of those moments coming on and his heart sank, where Jase would send him a glance that suggested he was a ditzy dumb-blond type.
Jase leaned over and turned the doorknob. He clicked it back and forth and jiggled the lock. “Ah well,” he said, “There’s something wrong with the lock. It’s not working for some reason.”
Luis sighed. At least this time he hadn’t screwed up again. For the past month, he’d been forgetful and absentminded. It started with the paper bag incident on top of the stove, then there was the incident with the parking brake in the car. He even left the back door open one night by accident and a raccoon almost had Camp for a midnight snack.
Thankfully, each time Darius had been at just the right time there to save the day.
“I should have knocked harder,” Darius said. “I should have figured you guys might be fooling around this morning. It’s all my fault.”
“Stop worrying,” Jase said. He sent Luis a glance and nodded. “Tell him we’re okay, Luis.”