“Yeah,” Kelly breathed.
Nick shoved his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his cock, then reached down and guided it against the crack of Kelly’s ass. Kelly’s entire body tensed and he shoved up onto his toes to make him closer to Nick’s height. Nick shivered as Kelly’s reaction reverberated through him.
“I’m not going inside you,” he hissed in Kelly’s ear. Kelly nodded. “But I do plan on coming all over your ass, so buckle the f**k up.”
Kelly groaned again and Nick pulled back on his chin, forcing Kelly to look up at the ceiling. He pushed Kelly’s entire body against the wall, thrusting his hips and dry-humping him between his legs.
Kelly made a growling, whimpering sound. “Are you sure you won’t f**k me?”
Nick grunted, pressing his face against Kelly’s cheek. “I’d wreck you.”
“Sounds fun,” Kelly said, choking on the words.
Nick closed his eyes. “We’ll get there. Do you have condoms? Lube?” he asked, barely able to get the words out.
“Does it matter what kind?” Kelly asked. He was gritting his teeth and his eyes were closed.
“The kind you use when you get off.”
“Drawer by the bed.”
Nick stepped back, putting his hand between Kelly’s shoulder blades. “Stay.”
Kelly nodded, resting his forehead against the wall. He reached down to palm himself. “Do we really need condoms?” he asked.
Nick glanced back at him as he rummaged through the drawer. “Less mess.”
“Messy is hot as hell.” Kelly still hadn’t opened his eyes, and he was stroking himself languidly. “I trust you if you say we don’t need them.”
Nick’s stomach flipped. He’d never once been with someone he would trust at their word for going without a cover. But Kelly was different, and Nick didn’t even give it a second thought. He dropped the condom back into the drawer and returned to press against Kelly’s back. He reached around him, replacing Kelly’s hand with his own to stroke Kelly’s hard c**k a few times. Then he gripped Kelly’s wrist and brought it back out, shoving it hard against the wall.
Their fingers twined together.
Nick kissed at Kelly’s neck. “Do me a favor, okay?” he whispered. Kelly nodded. “Don’t come until I’m ready to swallow it, you hear me?”
Kelly grunted and made another whimpering sound, but he nodded.
“I don’t care if I’m in the middle of shooting my load inside that sweet ass of yours, you start to come, you shove your dick down my throat any way you can.”
“Got it,” Kelly gasped. He grinned and rested his head back on Nick’s shoulder, his eyes still closed. “I got it. Holy f**k.”
Nick smiled and filled one hand with lubricant. He dropped the bottle and took himself in hand, stroking and covering his c**k in lube.
He bent his head to kiss Kelly’s shoulder. Then he dragged his teeth over the skin, biting down. Kelly moaned and pushed his ass back against Nick’s cock.
“You like that?” Nick asked.
“I don’t know. I’m no longer in control of my ass.”
Nick laughed. He took his c**k and slid the head between Kelly’s ass cheeks. “That’s because your ass is mine right now,” he growled, then bit down again on Kelly’s shoulder and rocked his hips harder. His slick c**k slid easily, gliding against Kelly’s ass.
Kelly pushed back, shimmying his hips. Nick let Kelly’s hand go and grabbed his neck again, yanking his head back so he could kiss and bite and suck at his collarbone and jaw and neck. The sounds Kelly made with each nip were intoxicating.
“Goddamn, I want to eat you alive,” Nick snarled, pulling a desperate moan from Kelly. Kelly’s knees were going weak, though, and he seemed to be using all his strength to keep his chest from hitting the wall. Nick worked harder to hold him up, reminding himself to be gentler as he worked his hips, seeking friction for his thrusts. He reached around Kelly with his slick hand and palmed his cock, beginning to stroke him, his movements forcing Kelly to f**k his hand.
Kelly rose on his toes again. He exhaled in a gust. Nick shoved Kelly’s head to the side and their lips sought each other out, sucking and biting, their tongues lapping. Nick found the tight ring of muscle at Kelly’s ass with the head of his cock, pushing at it with a careful thrust.
Kelly moaned wantonly, and the sound went straight to Nick’s throbbing cock. Kelly’s jumped in Nick’s hand, the tip leaking against his thumb.
“If I beg, will you shove that into me?” Kelly asked.
“No,” Nick ground out. He thrust harder though, pressing at those muscles, making Kelly think he could enter him. There was no way he’d force himself past those tense muscles, though, not for the first time.
“Jesus Christ, Nick,” Kelly gasped. His hands splayed against the wall.
Nick moaned, pressing his face into Kelly’s neck. He took advantage of the tension pouring off Kelly’s body, of the chance to let Kelly feel Nick’s c**k pressing at those muscles.
Their panting breaths mingled together. Kelly’s strangled gasps were loud in Nick’s ears. He pushed his ass back, obviously liking the feeling and wanting more. With some patience and preparation, Kelly was going to be one hell of an entertaining bottom. Nick could imagine exactly what it would be like to stretch him out on a bed and lay into him.
“Kels,” Nick ground out, desperately fighting back his orgasm.
“Come on, Nick!” Kelly shouted. He reached back and dug his fingernails into Nick’s ribs, breaking the skin as he dragged them. Nick shouted and tightened his grip on Kelly’s neck, pulling his whole body away from the wall and then slamming him into it as he came.
Kelly talked the whole way through, mumbling to him, begging him, groaning and moaning. Nick held to him as they both gasped and grunted, as his cum spurted between Kelly’s legs and against his ass.
“Jesus f**king Christ that feels good,” Kelly finally panted.
Nick pushed away from him, taking hold of his shoulder and turning him to press his back against the wall. Kelly was biting his lip, his eyes fluttering as he tried and failed to keep them open. Nick stepped close and kissed him, diving into it. Kelly’s hands tangled in his hair.
Nick growled into the languid kiss. All sense of urgency had leaked out of both of them, and Nick’s palm was covered in cum that wasn’t his. He pulled away from the kiss. “You came, didn’t you?”