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Jonas found the condoms and lube.
    He plumped up the pillows so he could sit up comfortably and prepared himself to be mounted.
    It almost seemed like a release for Nicky to finally sink down over the now purple, distended member. In one slow movement, Nicky reached between his crouched legs to hold it up and sat down on it, sighing deeply as he reached the bottom. Jonas knew he 168
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    needed a little time to adjust despite the long preparation, so he slowly stroked the long thighs at either side of his hips until Nicky took his hands and entangled their fingers.
    “Support me,” he asked hoarsely. He slowly started rolling his hips and began to move up and down, slowly at first. Soon he was getting up almost all the way and sinking down again, varying the angle little by little until the pitch of his moans told Jonas he had found the right spot. Their hands still entangled, Jonas felt Nicky use the leverage it gave him but also the restraint. Nicky’s cock was hitting Jonas’s belly with every thrust down and was popping up again when Nicky raised himself up. It was offering him just shy of enough stimulation, and from Nicky’s expression, he desperately wanted more friction. Resisting the temptation to let go of Nicky’s hands so the younger man could wank himself to completion, he ordered him to wrap them around his neck. As soon as Nicky complied, Jonas hooked his arms underneath Nicky’s knees and pulled him to his chest, trapping his cock between them. Moving his hands to cup Nicky’s ass, he pulled the younger man up and then let him sink back down.
    “Fuck yeah,” Nicky sighed. “Faster.”
    “I thought we agreed we’d take it slow?”
    “Fuck slow… we can… take it… slow… any time… you like.” He quickly kissed Jonas. “Now… I need to… come!” Actively helping the movement along, Nicky ground his leaking erection against Jonas’s belly. It was all becoming too much as Jonas felt his groin tighten. “Fuck!”
    “Are you coming?” Nicky asked as Jonas gave up his grip on his ass and legs. He started to ride the cock in earnest now. “Oh yes, Jonas… coming… too… yes!”
    Thick strands of seed splattered between their bellies as Nicky rode out his orgasm. He didn’t stop, just slowed down, as their racing heartbeats calmed in their chests.
    “If you don’t stop, I’ll slip out of you,” Jonas croaked, slowly opening his eyes to gaze at his lover.

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    Nicky immediately stopped. “Don’t want that.”
    “I don’t either,” Jonas admitted. He suddenly shivered, and they looked at the open French doors and how dark it was outside.
    “Guess not all September evenings are as warm as last night’s.” Nicky snuggled closer until Jonas wrapped his arms around him. “But it sure was a hot day!”

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    JONAS never looked back.
    Becoming lovers was both an easy and a difficult transition.
    They slipped into each other’s lives almost seamlessly but it did mean Jonas spent more time than ever on airplanes. It seemed they were always jetting off somewhere, and Jonas was grateful that in most of their regular places they didn’t need to live in a hotel room, but on the whole, he missed simply being home. The alternative—
    letting Nicky do the jetting around alone—was something he wouldn’t even consider. It was hard enough being apart whenever one of Jonas’s clients wanted him for longer than a few days.
    Jonas had ceaseless admiration for Nicky, who didn’t seem to understand the concept of jetlag and was always bubbling with excitement. His lover’s tireless energy didn’t always extend into their bedroom, though.
    Somewhere after their first anniversary, Jonas’s clients all seemed to want him at the same time, and he found himself taking on three appointments in a row. When he came home after not seeing Nicky for two weeks, he found his lover asleep in their bed and there was no welcome home sex.
    At first it didn’t really bother Jonas that much. Their first full year together had been quite prolific, and Jonas had to admit that after two sex-filled weeks at the hands of others, he didn’t mind taking it a bit easier. Only when, after three weeks of being home almost twenty-four/seven with Nicky, they hadn’t done more than Façade
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    kiss and cuddle, Jonas started to worry. Was Nicky growing tired of him? Was there someone else in Nicky’s life?
    Jonas pretty much discarded the second idea right away. Nicky