Cut and Run 5 - Armed and Dangerous

head and searched out Zane’s mouth. He picked up the rhythm, matching it with his tongue against Zane’s. Zane’s hum turned into a fully audible moan, and he started to move under Ty, rubbing against him all over as they kissed, rolling his hips and sliding his cock against Ty’s belly.
    Ty groaned against Zane’s lips. He indulged in the kiss for a few more seconds before pushing himself up with both hands. Fucking Zane when he was really into it was a little like riding a mechanical bull. It was best to restrain him or Ty would end up on the floor.
    He gripped Zane’s hips, pulling back and tugging Zane with him. His hips rested on Ty’s spread thighs, his legs splayed on either side of Ty. Ty let his hands roam over Zane’s taut body as he rocked into him.
    “Oh Christ, yes,” Zane whispered. His back arched, and Ty dragged his fingers up Zane’s belly.
    He reached for the still-open lubricant with one hand and pulled himself almost entirely out, letting the head of his cock spread Zane’s muscles wide. He held Zane’s hip with the other hand and quickly poured a liberal amount on his own cock and on Zane, pushing slowly into him as he did it.
    “Oh God, you’re gonna fuck me totally insane, aren’t you?” Zane asked, plaintive and breathless.
    Ty tossed the bottle aside and nodded. “That’s how I like you,” he said, his voice tight and gruff. He took Zane’s hips and pulled him closer, shoving into him hard as he settled him in his lap.
    Zane’s answer started as a huff, then rose into a higher yelp and gasp. “Please,” he drew out, his voice heavy with arousal. It matched the pleasure written all over him.
    Ty dug his fingers into the backs of Zane’s thighs, dragging them down to his knees to wrap Zane’s legs around him. Then he reached for Zane’s slick cock, gripping it and spreading the lube with several slow pulls.
    “Yes,” Zane hissed as he lifted his hips to push himself into Ty’s hand.
    Ty closed his eyes and groaned loudly, letting Zane’s movement do the work as he jacked him. He could hear Zane’s labored, rough breathing and the rustle of the sheets as they moved. Zane’s legs were tight around him, and then he felt the light brush of fingertips down his chest to his belly. He opened his eyes with difficulty, looking down at Zane’s hand as it grazed him. He was distracted by the sight of his own cock pushing into Zane’s ass, by his fingers wrapped around Zane, stroking him. His grip on Zane’s hip tightened as he looked up to meet Zane’s eyes.
    They were glazed and nearly black as they focused on him.
    Zane kept moving his hand, gently stroking Ty’s flushed skin. He said Ty’s name softly, even reverently.
    Ty moved, bending over him again to kiss him roughly. He snapped his hips as he moved, and he continued the sharp thrusts as he made the kiss hard and messy. Zane bucked under him, trying to get more, his slippery cock sliding along the firm muscles of Ty’s abs. He finally growled, gripped Ty’s ass, and pulled him down hard. The movement sank Ty’s cock deep into him, their bodies slapping together. Zane’s cry of pleasure was muffled by Ty’s mouth.
    Ty broke the kiss with a gasp and thrust in hard again several times just to watch Zane’s face display all sorts of emotion Zane was usually really good at hiding: pleasure, arousal, urgency, even a little desperation in his furrowed brow, tightly closed eyes, and abused lower lip, teeth still sunk into it.
    Ty slowed the pace again, bending to kiss at Zane’s lips. “I love you,” he whispered, the words more a breath against Zane’s lips than spoken.
    Zane exhaled in a stutter and opened his eyes to look at Ty. He lifted his hand to trail his fingers over Ty’s lips and cheekbone. Then he spoke, his words charged with emotion. “Love you too.”
    Ty kissed him gently again, then pushed himself back, rolling his hips to work his way in deeper. He pulled at Zane’s hips and seated him once again in his lap.
    He took Zane in hand again, stroking him faster this time as he picked up the speed of his own thrusts.
    Zane’s hands hit the mattress before settling on Ty’s knees, gripping him. “Insane now…,” he said, panting. His breathing sped up as he quivered under Ty, and his hips were moving constantly, moving Ty inside him.
    “Come on, baby,” Ty urged in a breathless whisper.
    Zane gritted his teeth as he stared at his lover, and Ty watched his eyes go unfocused as his