“Mmmph!” Adam jolted in surprise, then moaned as he melted against him.
John broke the kiss but kept their foreheads pressed together as he dragged Adam's body against his. “How long do we have?” he asked, nodding towards the oven.
“I…uh…” Adam blinked, his gaze unfocused and his pupils blown. “A-An hour, I think.”
John let out a low growl and hauled Adam into the bedroom. He needed to release some tension, and he needed itnow.
“Oh, thank fuck,” Adam gasped, then let out another squeak of surprise when John flung him onto the bed.
John reached for the button on Adam's jeans, and the boy kicked his legs in an effort to help while John pulled the damned things off, leaving him naked from the waist down.
“Christ,” John muttered, staring at him. His cock strained painfully behind his zipper, so he quickly freed himself and tore a condom out of the nightstand drawer, his arousal building as he took in Adam's hungry gaze following his every move.
“John,” Adam begged.
John flipped Adam over onto his front, making the boy gasp again, but the sound instantly morphed into a deliciously needy moan. While Adam clawed at the bedspread, John rolled on the condom, then shoved Adam's legs wide. He climbed up onto the bed and threw himself on top of Adam, blanketing the boy's smaller body with his own. His cock settled into the crease of Adam's ass, and John began to rub against him.
“Please,” Adam whined.
“Fuck.” John wedged a hand between their bodies, grabbed his cock, lined it up, and thrust home.
Adam screamed. “Yes! Fuck. Please.”
John grabbed Adam's wrists, pinning them to the bed, trapping the boy beneath him. Despite his weight holding Adam down, the boy still tried to rock his hips back, meeting every one of John's brutal thrusts.
Adam whined. “Harder,” he gasped.
John growled and nearly came just from the raw need in Adam's voice. He pulled out, stood up just long enough to shove his pants and underwear to the floor, then climbed back up onto the bed. John grabbed Adam's hips and lifted them up, taking a moment to appreciate the sight. It was one of their favorite positions, with Adam braced on his shoulders and knees, ass in the air. John drove his cock back into Adam's slick hole, then paused there as he reached up under the back of Adam's t-shirt. He curled his fist around the back of Adam's chest binder, both making it hold tighter for the boy's sake and giving himself leverage as he began to thrust again, giving Adam exactly what they both wanted.
Harder.
Faster.
Deeper.
Adam went boneless beneath him, no longer clawing at the sheets but giving himself over to the pleasure. John pounded into him with everything he had. He slowed down just long enough to rip off his own shirt and cast it aside, then snatched the back of Adam's binder again and went right back to his brutal pace.
Christ!It felt good. John drove all of the week's tension right out of his body, feeling more and more of the stress crumble away with every thrust of his hips. The way Adam moaned only drove him higher. He loved being able to take Adam like this. John had been more cautious with his hookups in the past, but with Adam, he could truly let himself go. Let out the animal lurking beneath his skin.
Adam arched his back, allowing John to get a tiny bit deeper. “John!” he gasped. His hands fisted around the bedspread, and his eyes squeezed shut while his mouth hung open around panted breaths. “Please,” he begged.
John muttered a curse, feeling that one little word slam right into his groin, putting him on the edge. He bent over Adam and slipped his free hand around the boy's hip, inching its way down along Adam's groin until his fingertip grazed the boy's tiny dick.
Adam screamed.
“Fuck!” John cried out, feeling Adam's insides clamp down around his length. He slammed in deep and held there as he came, Adam's body milking his cock for every last drop of cum that he shot into the condom.
He collapsed on top of Adam, flattening the boy to the bed as they both gasped for breath.
“Holy…shit,” Adam panted.
“Yeah,” John agreed, barely managing to get the one word out.Holy shit, indeed. He'd needed that far more than he'd realized. Maybe they both did.
“Don't pull out yet,” Adam mumbled, sounding almost sleepy.
John chuckled but didn't move. He'd happily stay inside his boy forever, but he knew he couldn't do that. Still, he held his position until he felt his cock begin to go soft, then he wedged a hand between their bodies and held the condom in place as he slowly pulled out, only to go right back to lying on top of the boy. A little thrill of power and possession ran through him as he settled himself back in place, the slick condom hanging loosely around his soft cock, wedged right up against Adam's bare ass. He felt it smearing his own groin and thighs with the boy's wetness, so it had to be doing the same to Adam.
It felt like silently saying,Look what I did to you.
