9. Jared

9

JARED

L istening to Isaac's steady breathing behind him brought a smile to Jared's face. He didn't want to move for fear that he might disturb Isaac and wake him up. The poor man had trouble sleeping himself. He needed every minute of sleep that he could get.

He closed his eyes again and concentrated on the steady beat of Isaac's heart against his back. It was so soothing. The rhythmic pulse tapping against his skin. Knowing that Isaac was calm and resting peacefully—even if Isaac Jr. was rock solid and poking him in his lower back.

If it were any other guy, he would roll over and work that pole until his balls were empty and the owner was gasping for air.

But Isaac was different.

Jared didn't want just a quick and dirty fuck. He wanted to take his time. Stare into the man's eyes as he entered his body… slowly… enjoying every gasp of pleasure as it escaped the young man's lips. He wanted to feel Isaac's heartbeat against his chest as he pushed deeper into the young man's body.

Behind him, he felt Isaac's breathing shift just before his body jerked awake.

Jared held in a laugh.

"Shit," he heard his spiky-haired friend whisper.

No doubt Isaac had just noticed the sun steadily streaming in through the cracks in the bedroom curtains.

Overslept, did ya?

He felt Isaac try to gently pull his arm out from under his massive bulge of a muscular arm. Jared had purposely pulled Isaac's arm in tight to his chest for this very purpose. He wasn't going to let Isaac slip out of his room again unnoticed.

A few months ago, Jared had awakened during the night to find a slumbering little skater dude clinging to his body. He found it peculiar and strange, considering he had not invited the young man into his bed and had most certainly not spent the night pounding into his tight little body. Still, for some strange reason, the boy had found his way into Jared's bed.

When he reopened his eyes a few hours later, the sneaky little mouse had slipped out of his bedroom unnoticed. But noticed, Jared had. Time after time, Isaac asleep behind him one moment, gone the next.

On one occasion, Jared was just about to announce that he was awake while Isaac was mid-stride but decided against it when he saw the worried look on Isaac's face.

He hoped that eventually, Isaac would say something and explain why it was that he snuck into his room some nights, then slipped out before morning. All he knew was that on those nights, he always had the best sleep of his life.

But today, he wasn't going to let this mouse slip away so easily.

Tension pressed against his body as he felt Isaac try his hardest to free his trapped arm without waking the man sleeping next to him.

Jared held his breath, focusing on battling the smile and chuckle, demanding release from his control. It was almost unfair to deny himself the release of such a funny encounter.

"Jesus, are you made of stone or something," he heard Isaac whisper as he tried once again to pull his arm out from under Jared's dead weight.

He loved being so much stronger than the boy—than all the guys, really. It made games like this so entertaining. Try to escape, you little twirp. Daddy's got you trapped right where he wants you.

Wait. If Isaac was twenty-five and he was twenty-eight… no, I guess three years does not a Daddy make.

This time, he felt Isaac press his other arm against his back as he tried to squeeze his arm free once again.

"No," Jared moaned. "This arm belongs to me now."

Isaac's body suddenly stiffened.

This time, Jared couldn't hold in his laughter. He began to chuckle.

"Fuck," Isaac groaned. "You're awake."

"No, I'm not," Jared whisper-moaned, pulling Isaac's arm in closer to his body. He loved feeling Isaac's warm body pressed up against his—even if it was squirming, trying to get away.

"Then this is all a dream, and it's time to let your dream Isaac go so he can go back to his room and die of embarrassment."

Jared smiled and popped an eye open.

"If this is a dream," Jared began before flipping over and landing on top of Isaac's surprised body. "Then this is the part that gets all hot and sticky."

He leaned in and kissed Isaac's neck.

"Wh… what are you doing?" Isaac asked, his body tensing beneath his.

"Just enjoying my dream." That comment could be taken in so many different ways.

Isaac chuckled. "If this is a dream, here's the part where you shove your dick inside me and fuck me into next Tuesday."

"Do we use spit or lube?" Jared asked, thrusting his boner forward and loving the feel of Isaac's hard-on pressing against his.

"Top's choice."

Jared smiled down at Isaac and lost himself in his emerald eyes.

The light from the sun gently fell across Isaac's face, making his eyes sparkle and his skin glow with that gentle morning kiss enjoyed by all early-morning lovers.

"So? Care to explain why it is that you sneak into my room sometimes, then try and sneak out before I wake up?" Jared asked, curious about his early morning visits.

Isaac's cheeks flushed, and his eyes looked away.

"No. This is just a dream. Get to the railing of my ass part."

Jared chuckled. He wasn't going to let the man get out of this one so easily.

He lifted his hand and gently caressed the side of Isaac's face. Jared stared into his eyes and gave Isaac a warm smile. "Please. Be honest with me for once."

Isaac's eyes began to soften. "I'm always honest with you."

Yes, he was.

Even though Isaac got creative with the words he used from time to time or the way he liked to position things, he never once lied to Jared.

Letting out a breath, the boy rested his palms on Jared's heaving biceps. His hands were warm and weren't shaking one bit.

Was he warming up to him?

"You were having another one of your nightmares," Isaac whispered with such compassion in his voice.

Jared's eyes widened.

He knew that he still had nightmares but didn't realize he was having them on the mornings when he found Isaac slipping out of his room. Those mornings, he always woke so well-rested and refreshed.

"The walls between our bedrooms are not that thick, so whenever I hear you struggling, I slip in here and cuddle you back to sleep."

The raw honesty in Isaac's voice had Jared's throat choking up.

"What? I… Why would you…" He didn't know what to say.

Hearing that Isaac was sneaking into his bedroom to comfort him and take care of him was so… touching. He never realized that the little demon child who liked to slip Viagra into his morning coffee could be so… caring.

Isaac gently ran his hand across Jared's bare chest. The feeling made Jared's dick even harder.

"Because… I like you." His confession was so open and honest, so unlike the Isaac he was used to.

Jared felt his heart leap in his chest. He had always hoped that one day, somehow, he might win the heart of this feisty pain-in-his-ass, but he always found a way to convince himself it could never happen. But now, here he was, staring down into Isaac's vulnerable green eyes, watching his lips slowly part.

He couldn't contain himself any longer.

Jared leaned down and gently captured Isaac's lips in a kiss. His lips were soft and smooth and moved ever so slowly.

Was this true? Was this actually happening?

Isaac's hand reached up and grabbed the back of Jared's head, helping to guide his lips forward, removing any doubt that this was what Isaac wanted as well.

A gentle moan escaped Jared's lips. He had imagined this scenario in his mind so many times. Feeling his lips pressed up against Isaac's, feeling his slim body pressed against his. Never, in a million years, did he ever think that this scenario would actually be possible.

Responding with a moan of his own, Isaac's lips slowly parted, allowing Jared to gently slide his tongue into Isaac's mouth and begin massaging the surface of his tongue as well.

The act was slow and playful. Casually getting to know each other, while their bodies connected in a more heated way.

"Fuck, you taste so good," Isaac moaned, quickly rushing back to capture Jared's mouth with his.

Jared's hand slid down the side of Isaac's body, exploring the smooth, warm skin beneath his touch.

Over the years, he had touched and made contact with Isaac's body so many times—he'd even cock-slapped his face on numerous occasions—yet somehow this, right here, felt like he was exploring Isaac's body for the very first time.

He was not going to rush this experience. He was going to try and make it last for as long as possible—or at least until Isaac realized what he was doing and freaked out. That was also a possibility, one he hoped wouldn't happen.

Isaac tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck to the hungry beast above him.

Moving in for the kill, Jared breathed in the scent of Isaac's body before running his tongue across the smooth, salty surface.

A moan escaped Isaac.

Blood rushed downward, causing Jared's cock to thicken once again.

Fuck, he had never felt his cock so hard before in his life.

All he wanted to do was bury his dick deep between Isaac's perfectly round ass cheeks and give the man the best orgasm of his life.

"On your back," Isaac moaned, suddenly coming to life and pushing up against Jared's solid chest.

Jared chuckled. "Impatient much?"

Isaac shot him a glare as he straddled Jared's body. "You want me to swallow your dick or not?"

The eagerness in the boy's voice made Jared's dick bounce against his pelvis. His dick was definitely on board for whatever was about to happen next.

Giving Isaac a cocky grin, his eyes flickered from Isaac to his cock, then back up to Isaac. "You think you can handle all this thickness?"

He knew Isaac's potential and level of skills, having watched and occasionally joined him in entertaining other guests. The boy had no gag reflex and was practically able to unhinge his jaw when swallowing dick.

Getting fucked, though… that was another matter entirely.

Smirking, Isaac reached down and pulled off his own underwear, which were already stained with precum from both their cocks. Jared didn't have to worry about his own clothes, seeing as how he always slept naked.

"Fuck, your dick looks delicious," Isaac moaned before dragging his tongue from base to tip.

Jared felt his cock thicken once again. Seriously? How much harder could one man's cock get? Could someone's dick actually explode from having too much blood in his shaft?

Why was he thinking about such idiotic things when a hot set of lips was about to swallow his shaft whole?

Tilting his head forward, he watched as Isaac's snake tattoo seemed to come alive as the boy dragged his tongue across Jared's rock-hard shaft.

Jesus. Could the boy get any hotter?

"I need your mouth," Jared moaned desperately.

Lips turning upward in a taunting smile, Isaac wasted no time diving down onto Jared's thick rod, only stopping once his nose was buried in Jared's neatly trimmed pubes.

The tease paused momentarily. His tongue massaged the base of Jared's cock as he seemed to breathe in Jared's scent.

Fuck, his tongue was wicked.

Slowly, Isaac's head rose up Jared's thick piece of meat before diving down on it once again.

"Fuck, that's good," Jared moaned, gripping the sheets beneath him and giving into the sinful pleasures of Isaac's hot mouth.

Excitement and desire grew as Isaac continued to work over Jared's cock like an expert.

Being a control freak, Jared was only able to take so much of Isaac taking the lead. The caveman inside him was demanding to be set free.

Finally, unable to control himself any longer, Jared gripped the back of Isaac's shaggy blue hair and began pumping his cock in and out of the young man's throat with a force that could only be described as "horny caveman takes his mate's throat for his own pleasure."

A whimper escaped Isaac's lips as he let Jared take control of the rhythm, speed, and, eventually, depth of his assault on his throat.

Good boy .

Jared would have felt guilty with the force he was using, but judging by the sinful sounds coming from the throat Jared was fucking, it was clear that Isaac loved being dominated.

Feeling his balls begin to tighten, Jared placed his hands on both sides of Isaac's face and continued his assault on Isaac's tonsils.

This hot pair of lips was his to use.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come, babe," Jared warned before losing all control and shooting his load down Isaac's hungry throat.

Tightening his grip around his own cock, Isaac began jerking himself furiously as the last of Jared's seed left his balls.

"Argh," Isaac moaned through a mouthful of dick.

A second later, Jared's thigh was being painted with the warm, sticky mess of Isaac's release.

"Fuck," Isaac panted, flopping down onto Jared's chest and blanketing himself over Jared's body.

God, the boy felt so good pressed up against him.

"Holy Christ in hell," Isaac huffed.

His face was pressed against Jared's nipple, while the top of Isaac's sweaty, matted hair tickled the bottom of Jared's nose. The whole thing was so… cute.

"Yeah, that was pretty fuckin' hot," Jared managed to get out.

"Tell me about it, ass-face. Who knew you could fuck face like that?"

Jared's chest bounced as he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Even when you're all sexed out, you're still a bloody twerp."

"Shhh, mouth exhausted from pounding. Throat needs some sleep," Isaac whispered, nestling his face deeper into Jared's smooth, chiseled chest.

Could this man get any cuter?

Taking in a deep breath, Jared wrapped his muscular arms around Isaac's heaving body and squeezed him close.

Part of him never wanted to let the boy go again. Another part of him wondered what they had just done.