Page 7 of Flash and Bang

Jarrett nodded, sucking hard, humming around his swelling shaft and then he felt the first pulsations as Thayne’s cock stiffened, growing even harder in his mouth. He swallowed around the head as Thayne came. Hot come blasted out of Thayne’s cock landing on Jarrett’s tongue as Thayne shouted. Jarrett barely had time to swallow before his mouthwas filled again. Thayne writhed on the bed, groaning as he came undone. Jarrett loved his loss of control and the satisfaction in knowing that he’d brought Thayne to this point.

“Jarrett,” Thayne groaned, “Jesus, Jarrett. That was…” Thayne panted, letting whatever he was going to say trail off as though it was unnecessary. Jarrett didn’t care. He just loved hearing his name on Thayne’s lips as if it belonged there… as if he belonged to Thayne.I’m gettin’ sentimental.The honest to God truth was, Jarrett didn’t believe in love. He’d had buddies in the military who thought they were in love with their girls but he’d seen an equal number of guys get dumped when they were overseas fighting for their country, putting their lives on the line every day and bleeding for freedom. It was a hell of a thing to see a man get a Dear John letter when he was halfway around the world, crawling through the sand or mud, ducking bullets coming from every which way. They lost all hope and intentionally put themselves in the path of danger. He’d seen it happen. He was determined never to let it happen to him. It was a dichotomy though. He could trust Thayne with his life but not his heart.Strange thing… hearts.Hearts made guys do even the most un-Marine-like things Jarrett could think of… like sucking dick.

Jarrett watched Thayne’s face for a few seconds and then pulled off his cock, missing it almost immediately. Thayne’s eyes blinked open and he gazed at Jarrett as he rose over him, crawling up to lie beside him. Jarrett curled up to his side, as Thayne turned on his side to face him. He was still painfully hard but he didn’t want to rush this reunion. There’d be plenty of time for him to get off and that really wasn’t as much on his mind as just lying beside Thayne and touching his skin again, feeling him hard and warm under his hands and pliable under his lips. It was a heady fucking experience.

There it was again… that feeling that he always seemed to have in Thayne’s presence. He liked the man, genuinely liked him. Sure, he was dynamite in bed and Jarrett loved that about him, but the times when he could just curl up and cuddle with him were sometimes even more enjoyable than the sex. He’d never felt that way about anyone before. It was easy with Thayne, probably easier than it should be. Thayne didn’t pelt him with flowery words or expect more than Jarrett was willing to give. Thayne seemed satisfied just to be with him and he accepted him for who he was and who he’d been in the past, even though most of who Jarrett was would forever remain a mystery to Thayne. Thankfully, Thayne didn’t bother with asking questions Jarrett didn’t want to answer or couldn’t answer.

Something about the way Thayne looked at Jarrett with eyes filled with trust made him feel like a good man, not the one he really was. To be able to work with him every day, bask in the feeling he got when he was with him, was an indescribable gift and Jarrett counted himself lucky to be lying here with Thayne.

Thayne smiled at him, laying his hand on Jarrett’s hip. “That was fun.”

Jarrett leaned in and kissed him softly. “Yeah. Been meanin’ to do that for a while now. Just never got around to it.”

“I’m so glad you finally did.” Thayne let his hand slide down Jarrett’s hip to his thigh, letting it linger there for a few seconds. “You’re always too anxious to get inside me.”

“Never heard ya complain about that,” Jarrett said. He let his gaze travel over Thayne’s face, never tiring of how good-looking he was. He couldn’t decide what he liked more, his blue eyes, framed by the longest black lashes he’d ever seen on a man, or his square jaw. He loved the designer stubble Thayne had there, not long enough to be offensive to the higher-ups at the ATF but definitely not clean-shaveneither. He was as pretty as hell in a very masculine way.

“Why complain when it feels so good?” Thayne stared at Jarrett, a hint of a smile on his full lips. “Speaking of which…” Thayne slid his hand between them and took Jarrett in hand, giving him a squeeze as his long fingers circled his dick.

Jarrett groaned. “That feels real good, Thayne. Jes like that.”

Thayne smiled, stroking him slowly and keeping his eyes trained on his. “I’d really like this inside me right about now.”

Jarrett smiled. “You’re too easy.” He kissed him, harder this time, letting the kiss fill with passion that he wanted Thayne to feel. He rolled him onto his back, crawling over him as the kiss intensified. Thayne widened his legs below Jarrett, sliding his arms around his back and running his hands up over Jarrett’s muscled body as they made out. Jarrett rutted against Thayne’s thigh, ramping up his passion as he grew hard again. He broke the kiss, leaning back in a straddle over Thayne’s hips. Thayne was hard again and Jarrett loved the possibility that he might be able to see him come again as he fucked him. He loved watching that. He circled his dick with one hand, pumping it up and down as Thaynemoaned.

“Get inside me, Jarrett.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Jarrett said. “Where’s your lube and condoms?”

Thayne turned his head and pointed to the nightstand. “There.”

Jarrett leaned over and yanked the drawer open, drawing out the things he’d requested and then came back to where Thayne waited. He tore open a condom package, holding Thayne’s gaze, and then rolled it onto himself. In the past, he’d generally preferred topping his lovers for reasons he never wanted to examine too closely, but when he was with Thayne, he’d acquiesced and bottomed a few times. Thayne was a very considerate lover as well as a passionate one and he’d made it good for him. Jarrett snicked open the lube bottle as Thayne watched, drizzling some onto the condom and then working it down over his shaft.

“Grab your knees, darlin’. I wanna watch this.”

Thayne smiled and did as requested, pulling his knees back and opening himself wide. He’d always liked that about Thayne. He was an accommodating lover and it made Jarrett want to dothe same for him. Jarrett squirted some lube over his fingers and then tossed the bottle aside, leaning over Thayne as he worked his finger inside him to open him up. Thayne bit his lower lip and moaned as soon as Jarrett penetrated him.

“That feels amazing, Jarrett.”

“Forgot how tight you were,” Jarrett said, sliding his finger in and out of him, twisting it and loosening him. He worked him for a minute and then added another digit, drawing out more moans from Thayne as he leaned over him and kissed him. He mimicked what he was doing to Thayne with his tongue and judging by the way the man was groaning, he appreciated that little attention to detail. He wondered whether he could make Thayne come just from doing this to him and promised himself that he would most definitely try it someday. After a few minutes, Thayne was writhing underneath him and Jarrett pulled out his fingers, grabbed onto Thayne’s knees, and pressed inside him slowly.

“Jarrett…” Thayne gasped as Jarrett advanced, rocking his hips to slide in a little more with each flex of his hips.

“That’s right, relax for me.” Jarrett groaned as he sank deeper with each slow thrust. After a fewmore he was buried deep inside and the way Thayne’s body squeezed around Jarrett felt more natural than it should. He loved fucking Thayne. He was responsive to every touch, every caress, and every slide of his cock. He rewarded Jarrett with sexy sounds that seemed to come out of him with very little effort. It just felt right whenever they were in bed together and Jarrett let that thought skitter right out of his brain because if he actually had to reflect on it too hard, he knew it was going to be trouble for them both.

“God, Jarrett. That feels amazing,” Thayne ground out. His voice had taken on a sexed-up, gravely quality that turned Jarrett on something fierce every time he heard it. He sped his motions, fucking Thayne harder now, beginning a slow rhythm that grew faster with each deliberate thrust. Thayne’s ass clutched him tightly, as if his body didn’t want to let Jarrett go and it felt better the longer they fucked. But it had become more than just simple fucking to Jarrett. Thayne had gone and crawled inside Jarrett when he wasn’t looking and it felt good. Thayne let go of his knees and planted his feet on the bed, elevating his hips with every thrust Jarrett gave, fucking him back.

“Christ, Thayne, keep that up and I ain’t gonna last,” he hissed. Jarrett reached between themand took hold of Thayne’s gorgeous dick, stroking it as Thayne gasped. He loved it when Jarrett did that to him, judging by the expression on his face. Thayne’s hands were in his hair, his eyes were squeezed tightly shut, his head thrown back on the pillow as he continued to meet his hard thrusts with rocks of his hips. Jarrett sped his motions, both fucking him harder and jacking him faster until Thayne’s eyes opened wide and he pinned Jarrett with a helpless expression.

“Gonna come, Jarrett,” Thayne gasped.

“Come on, Thayne,” Jarrett growled. He was approaching his own orgasm and watching Thayne come undone underneath him was going to push him right over. He concentrated on Thayne’s face, watching the abject lust that filled his expression. He brushed a calloused thumb over the tip of Thayne’s cock and pounded into him. That’s all it took. Thayne screamed and came, shooting out over his belly, painting his chest and abs with a sticky mess. Jarrett jacked him hard, milking his dick to get every drop, and then let go so that he could swipe his fingers through one of the puddles. Thayne’s eyes locked with his as he lifted his hand and cleaned it with his tongue. The taste of his lover’s come triggered his own orgasm and he closed his eyes, holding himself still as it crashed over him like a waveon the beach. His come pulsed deep into the condom buried in Thayne’s body as electricity shot through him forcing his whole body into a convulsing shudder.

“Son of a bitch, that’s pretty,” Thayne groaned.

When Jarrett opened his eyes again, Thayne was staring at him with an almost reverent expression. Seeing Thayne look at him like that made Jarrett feel like a better man than he was. He wondered if Thayne knew that. His climax subsided and his heart began to slow from the pounding beating it had been doing moments before. He panted, dropping his head to hang over Thayne’s chest for a second before flopping down over his body and gathering him up in his arms. Thayne kissed the side of his neck and Jarrett laid his face against the soft skin between Thayne’s neck and shoulder. He lay there breathing Thayne’s scent for several minutes, relaxing over him. He wished he could fall asleep like this but the fact remained that cleanup was required. He let Thayne’s arms hold him tightly for a couple of minutes and then sat back up, slowly pulling out of his body before grasping the condom by its base and sliding backward off the bed. Jarrett padded to the bathroom to remove the evidence of their passion and then wet a washcloth, bringing it back to the bed to give to Thayne who remained on his back with comeall over the front of him.

“Thanks, Jarrett,” he said, taking the small towel from him and cleaning himself off. After he’d finished, he set it aside and Jarrett climbed back onto the bed, rolling close so that he could pull Thayne into his arms for another kiss. Thayne kissed him back, slowly and softly, and when he’d given him a few pats to the belly, he pulled back.