Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

Jared saw a spark of fear in those brown eyes before he pressed his mouth on Casey's hard enough to bruise. Casey made an attempt to push him off but he grabbed those hands and pressed them against the closet doors.
    " You do, Casey," Jared snarled against Casey's lips and dragged his other hand lower, sliding over naked skin to get to the front of Casey's jeans.
    "Tell me…" he mumbled and bit his teeth on Casey's lower lip before closing his fingers around that bulge inside the jeans. "Is this for him?" Casey jerked against him, moaning when he squeezed his hand harder around Casey's shaft.
    "No… it's for me, isn't it?" Jared could feel the flesh between his teeth giving in, the surface breaking under the pressure, and he let go just to run his tongue across the broken skin. "You think I fucked someone tonight and you're still hard for me?"
    "Fuck you, Jared," Casey snarled and twitched against Jared, but his attempt to get away turned into a sharp gasp for air when Jared dragged his hand against the jeans, his fingers squeezing harder.
    "No, I think I'll fuck you instead," Jared muttered and wrapped his other arm around Casey. He wasn't at all surprised when Casey pushed him off, but he whipped the guy around and pushed him towards the bed. Casey cursed, swinging his hands and actually got a shot at Jared, but that only managed to make him more determined to have Casey on his hands and knees before the night would come to an end.
    Jared pushed Casey on the bed and pressed his body against Casey's, his hand searching for the softness of Casey's toffee-brown hair. Instead of jerking away Casey went limp when he wrapped his fingers into a tight fist around Casey's hair and dragged hard enough to get a small gasp out.
    "Nothing too hard, right Casey?" he mumbled against the side of Casey's neck. That's what Casey had said when they first had met. Nothing too hard for me, Jared. Pain is okay, bleeding is not. Pain he could do, Jared thought, and opened the button of his jeans with his other hand, unzipping quickly. "Still up for it?"
    Casey answered by arching beneath him, pushing his hips higher and it all left Jared blinking like a fucking mad man. He was hard enough as it was, he really didn't need Casey pushing any further, but there those hips were, rocking against his nonetheless, making it difficult for Jared to not push right in through the jeans.
    "Shit, Case…"
    "Don't call me that," Casey breathed between hard pulls of air, obviously clear enough to knowledge the use of the nickname Jared preferred, but Casey hated to hear. Since he was still all that intact, Jared clearly wasn't working hard enough. He pushed his hand under the waistband of Casey's jeans, ignoring the leather belt when he pulled the jeans lower, forcing the fabric to give, denim digging against Casey's skin. He was too hasty to unbutton the jeans, too heated to actually wait for a fucking second to get the guy naked, but that's what it was with Casey; too hot, too desperate, too needed.
    For once Jared was thankful for Casey's despising habit of wearing pants too low-fitted, because the waistline was a little loose, sliding lower when forced and finally that ass was bare and displayed, cheeks round and soft and Jared couldn't help but moan when he pushed his own jeans down and Casey was right there pushing against him. His cock pressed against Casey, already searching a way to get in.
    "Me or him, Casey… do you give a fuck?" Jared asked and pulled on Casey's hair to get that long neck arched underneath his mouth. There was no response, just a breath so fast Casey was almost panting, but that really wasn't good enough.
    "I swear I'll keep you waiting until you answer me." To emphasize his words Jared pushed harder against Casey, his cock pressed against the crack, his pre-cum slickening the movement and it wasn't just Casey that was moaning now. The more Jared pressed, the more Casey arched, pushing himself higher to get Jared closer. Casey's hands were in fists against the bed cover, fingers squeezing the fabric and he was probably just as hard as Jared was. Just as horny. Just as close to bursting.
    Jared ran his lips over Casey's shoulder, nibbled the skin with his teeth and kissed every sore spot before taking another gentle bite. The harder he went, the more Casey moaned, almost crying out when he pressed his hand against Casey's ass, spreading his cheeks and pushing the length of his shaft against Casey's opening.
    "Fuck…