The Quiet Game
He gently rocked his hips back and forth as the man beneath him bit his lip to stop any noise that might escape. He angled his hips and went deeper but still kept the slow and steady pace
"Is this how you like it?" The other man started daggers at him and he smiled. "Very good. I thought for sure that would get you." He leaned down and started kissing and licking his lover's neck and the man let out a very audible whimper. He stopped his movements and looked down into the man's pleading blue eyes
"Whimpering counts as noise you know. Does that mean you want me to stop because I will?" The man quickly shook his head back and forth on the pillow. "Okay but that means I have to start all over again." He let out what the other man assumed was a sigh without sound. Laughing he began his slow agonizing strokes all over again being careful to avoid the man's prostate. Eager to feel his older lover hit his prostate again he lifted his hips to change the angle and smirked when the man looked down at him
"I would punish you for that but since you didn't make a sound I can't." He raises an eyebrow and smirks even more. "You think you've gotten one over on me, don't you?" He shrugs. "You just don't know when you quit do you? Such a glutton for punishment." He wrapped one of the man's long legs around his waist and began to hammer him into the mattress but before his partner could make a sound he slowed his movements again. Long and slow deliberate strokes then without warning he started hammering again. The other man reached over for an extra pillow to cover his mouth and he snatched it away
"Oh no, baby, that would be cheating." He started with the slow strokes again and the other man couldn't take it
"Oh god, John just fuck me please. You know that I'm no good at this game!"
"You're right. You never were good at this game Randy but it's a lot of fun for me."
"Honestly, I don't care about you right now. Hurry up and do it before this gets ugly." John laughed
"Gets ugly? What are you going to do?" Before John knew it Randy had flipped them over reversing their positions
"How about you play the quiet game now?" Using his powerful thigh muscles Randy started to move up and down on John's shaft as John gripped his hips. Randy began to roll his hips and undulate on John as the older man tried not to make a sound
"Oh, so good Johnny." Randy moved faster. Knowing that John liked to have his ego stroked and was a talker he got an idea. He was going to break him. "Yes John, you feel so good when you're inside me baby. Never felt anything like this. Mmm, yes." Randy licked his lips and looked down at John who had his head thrown back on the pillow with his eyes squeezed shut
"Look at me Johnny." John refused to open his eyes so Randy moved a hand from his hip, sucked one of John's fingers into his mouth, moved it to his nipple then let out one of the sluttiest moans John had ever heard. He was going to lose it. Moving his hand back to Randy's hip, John gripped them tightly and started to thrust upward pounding into Randy
"Oh my god! John you're gonna make me," Randy's release splattered all over John's chest as John released inside of Randy. He collapsed on top of John, his breathing ragged
"Oh fuck." Was all John said
"I hate you John."
"Why?"
"How is it that you always win the quiet game?" He brushed a kiss to Randy's forehead
"Ran, I think we both win when we play the quiet game." Randy laughed
"I think you're right."