Fine Line

now thick hard cock and they pumped it rapidly until he heard a long wail and realised he was the one making the sound as he climaxed almost violently.
    He didn’t black out this time, despite the fact it was a much more intense orgasm. It wasn’t until he felt Jay slowly pull out of his body that he realised the young man hadn’t come. Again.

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    “Jay, let me make it good for you now too. Please?” Jay smiled as he discarded the condom. “You didn’t bleed, which is good.”
    Mack turned around and caressed Jay’s cheek. “Don’t change the subject.”
    Jay kissed Mack’s palm and looked him straight in the eye. “Okay,” he finally yielded.
    Mack pulled him closer until he was lying half on top of him. He slowly took Jay’s now purple erection in his hand and started rubbing it up and down.
    “Yeah, feels good,” Jay mumbled as his breathing became laboured again.
    Mack saw Jay lick his fingers and then reach behind himself and it dawned on him that Jay was fingering himself. He didn’t get a chance to ask though as Jay started thrusting into his hand, moaning loudly as he splattered thick strands all over Mack’s belly and hand.
    “I didn’t know you liked to receive, too,” Mack eventually whispered.
    “I’m a pretty versatile guy, but sometimes I get so highly strung I can only come from the double stimulation.” He clearly wasn’t too eager to admit this. “I love to bottom and I’d love to bottom for you sometime soon.”
    They both got up slowly, making their way to the shower where they continued their lovemaking, albeit at a much more languid and sultry pace.
    Sleeping in each other’s arms was another new experience for both of them and one that took some getting used to, but they didn’t mind forfeiting some sleep for the chance to talk some more in the dark.

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    “YOU think we can make it?” Mack asked Jay some weeks later as they were getting ready to go out to dinner with Jay’s parents for the first time.
    “Wait until you meet my mother,” Jay quipped. “You might decide you want nothing to do with me ever again.”
    “She sounds like a nice woman,” Mack answered. “I’ve talked to her on the phone and she doesn’t sound strange.” Jay giggled. “She told my father to stop telling gay jokes when I was about eight, and then when I was twelve she told me it was okay for me to like boys instead of girls. I swear she knew I was gay before I did.”
    “That sounds like heaven. Every gay man’s idea of a supportive parent.”
    “And she already loves you to bits, believe me,” Jay continued.
    “She’s never met me,” Mack wondered.
    “Oh, that doesn’t matter,” Jay chuckled. “She’s been telling me I can bring my boyfriends home since I was sixteen and I never have. Then when I was about twenty-two she said, ‘Please tell me you just haven’t found Mr. Right? Please tell me you’re not one of those guys who goes to bars just for sex?’ I didn’t have the heart to tell her that yes, I was. So now you see why she loves you to bits even before she’s met you?” Mack pulled him closer for a quick kiss. “I can see why you’re so good at your job. You have a great mother whose attitude was far ahead of her time!”
    “Trust me, reserve your judgement until after dinner,” Jay winked.
    “You’ll get sick of her nosiness. I just hope she won’t ask you if you bottom or top.”
    “That’s easy,” Mack replied. “Mrs. Ellis, your son and I take turns bottoming because we both like it so much.”
    “You’re shameless.”

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    “I’ll try to blush when she asks personal questions,” Mack joked.
    “Yes, Mrs. Ellis, your son taught me how to come. He’s very good with his hands and his mouth and his cock. Is that a talent he got from his father?”
    “Don’t you dare!” Jay shouted, then he smiled and continued more quietly. “You’ll like her and I love you.”
    “Good,” Mack replied teasingly, purposely ignoring Jay’s confession.
    “We’ve got as much chance to make it as any other couple, I think,” Jay said in reply to Mack’s earlier question.
    “That’s comforting. What’s the divorce rate in this country?” Jay chuckled. “I don’t know and I don’t care. We’re not married so it doesn’t apply to us.” He kissed his lover and realised how fortunate he was that Mack had been persistent enough to stick with him.