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"Oh, gods," he groaned before my mouth flooded with his hot, creamy cum.

I tried to swallow it all but he kept pumping and spewing into me. It spilled over my lips as I held on to him, trying to keep him coming as long as possible.

Finally the thrusting stopped and he loosened his grip on my hair.

His wide hand smoothed over my short hair in a caress that was almost as intimate as giving him head had been.

My own cock was throbbing.

Begging to be touched.

Just one rough pull would have been enough but I didn't want to relinquish the hold I had over Jack's slightly softened dick. I licked, base to tip, on all sides before I finally pulled away. Leaning back on my heels, I looked up to see a lazy grin on his face.

With his arms out, he gestured for me to lean back. Moving into a reclining position almost pushed me over the edge. I was so hard that the pressure of my zipper against my head was too much. The sensitive skin just needed a few seconds of attention.

Jack pulled me into an embrace that caused my cock to rub against his thigh.

"Oh, God. I'm gonna..." I froze, not wanting to shoot inside my underwear. I needed to at least pull it out before I made a mess of myself.

"Just give me a sec," I whispered, turning my head away from Jack so he couldn't see my embarrassment. Or read the desperation in my eyes.

"Uh uh. I get a turn too." He turned me around so I was leaning on the seat and his hands quickly loosened the button of my jeans.

I stared at his hands as one held the button and the other pulled down the zipper. I was peeking out of my boxer briefs so Jack just hooked a finger over the band and pulled them down with the zipper to fully expose my raging hard on. I stared at his fingers as they lightly traced the lower vein of my cock.

His touch was so soft that I shuddered more from frustration than from pleasure. I just needed to come.

Quickly.

Unable to wait any longer, I reached down to finish myself off. Jack grabbed my wrist before I could make contact and looked up at me. "You had your turn. This is mine. Hands on my shoulders. Now."

The authority in his voice made my cock do a little happy dance. There were so many sensations flooding my body that I would have fallen to the floor if I wasn't firmly wedged between Jack and the seat behind me.

My muscles felt tighter than they ever had during any work out of my life. Desire coursed through my blood and filled the protruding rod that I desperately wanted to plunge into him.

His hand teased me, tickling my dick with those fingertips that made me want to cry. One firm push would have been enough for 10 orgasms.

He dropped to his knees.

I couldn't take eyes off of his mouth as he kissed a trail to the base of my cock.

My balls bulged above the rim of my jeans, waiting for their time to explode. He nudged the light nest of hair with his nose and slid his tongue over my swollen sack. Tracing the orbs with his tongue, he finally pressed the palm of his hand over my slick head.

My breath hitched as I felt a deep wave of ecstasy forming in my belly. He used one finger to pull me straight down and closed his lips over the glistening tip. If he wanted slow, he was about to be disappointed because I couldn't have slowed down if my life depended on it. It felt like it did. I was drowning in an ocean of desire. He was my lifeline.

I dug my fingers into his hard shoulder as the first wave crashed over me. I convulsed into him. He swirled his tongue over the head and then flattened it as he took me deeper.

I was worried about choking him, knowing that I shouldn't go more than a few inches deep but I couldn't control the way my body was moving. I pumped him fast and hard then watched my seed pour from the edges of his mouth, just as his did to mine.

It was so sexy.

Another deep wave flowed from my belly to my toes but I never took my eyes off of him. It was the most amazing experience of my life. Granted, I was pretty inexperienced, but I knew this was better than anything I could have with a woman. Whether I liked it or not, I had to admit that I wanted to be with Jack, permanently.

As my body finally relented and I was able to regain some muscle control, I tugged him up against me.

He lifted one leg onto the seat beside me so he was straddling the left side of my body.

There was a drop glistening on his chin so I licked it off.

Kissing him in the process.

"You have no idea how badly I wanted you to do that," I confessed into his cheek. I couldn't look him in the eye, afraid he would be upset by my admission.

"Are you sure about this Ianto?" he asked softly and I was surprised by his sudden hesitation.

"I'm positive. We just have to go slow." I was feeling shy but knew that was stupid. We were about to have intercourse and I couldn't even talk about it.

Grow up, man! "I've done some research and I think, well, you kinda need to stretch me out a little. Just lube up a finger and we'll start there, right?"

Staring at me he nodded, and then flipped me on my back so he was kneeling between my spread legs. He gave me a mischievous grin. "I know what to do Tiger Pants, I can do that."

"Okay." My voice squeaked, revealing just how nervous and excited I was.

"Tell me if I should stop or slow down or whatever."

Jack put a generous amount of lube in his palm and coated both hands.

Oh shit.

He grabbed the tube and put more on the tip of his right pinky. He leaned back down and kissed me slowly and deeply.

They were the most erotic kisses I've ever felt.

As his tongue pressed against mine his left hand was wrapped around my cock. He didn't really stroke it, just squeezed in time to the slow movements in my mouth.

I slid my hands over his head, kneading his short hair, hoping to grip tight enough to pull him even closer.

Just as his teeth closed down over my lower lip, his pinky pressed into my opening. He didn't push hard but instinctively I clenched, keeping him from moving deeper.

"Just relax, babe. I'll go slow." He sucked on my lower lip and my body relaxed. "Push out a little and I think I'll slip in easier."

So I did.

And he did.

With his tongue hypnotizing the rest of my body into submission, he slowly slid his full pinky into me. There was a bite of pain but it was not nearly as bad as I expected.

I was still hard and I even pushed up on his hand a little to go deeper. I grunted between breaths. "More."

With a few quick tugs of my dick, he pulled out his hand and reached for the lube. Reapplying to his middle finger, he pushed back in.

Okay, that stung.

I dug my teeth into his shoulder a little harder than intended while I took a second to adjust. Thankfully, the really sharp pain only lasted for a minute.

I quickly recovered and lapped around the bite mark that I'd inflicted. Very slowly, almost too slowly, Jack pushed another finger into me. He slid them both deep into me, as far as he could go, before sliding them back out.

The first few thrusts were a mixture of pain and pleasure but on the fourth round, he pushed a little deeper and faster and the pain was forgotten. Probably still there but the deep sensation of ecstasy was enough to make me forget my name. I just wanted more of that.

Sensing that I was ready, Jack pulled out and put a rolled up jacket under my ass.

"Hurry," I murmured while he rolled the condom down his rock hard cock. I didn't even care about the pain I would feel going in, just as long as I got more of that pleasure once he was there.

Having gotten used to the pushing in sensation, I was able to resist clenching and he positioned the well-lubed tip at my opening.

He pushed the head past my barrier and I saw stars. Literally, the backs of my eyelids looked like a fireworks display.

The pain of two fingers was about a 3 on the scale of pain and Jack's wide cock head was about an 11.

And he hadn't even started moving yet.

With a new layer of sweat across my lip and forehead, I held his chest, willing him to hold still as I whimpered.

He panicked. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'll pull-"

"No. Don't move. Just...just give me a second." I was breathing slowly, unconsciously mimicking the Lamaze breathing I'd seen on TV a hundred times.

Pushing out a baby had to be similar.

Sorta.

"Okay, keep going. I want you all the way in." Even though I didn't believe it possible, my own cock was dripping at the idea of Jack fully buried inside me. I wanted to give him that. I wanted to feel that.

He slowly started pushing again, this time stroking me faster. The distraction worked because the pain was easier to ignore with an orgasm building from the attention from his hand. He stopped moving and my eyes opened to find his.

He was pressed, full against me with his head thrown back, taking slow, deep breaths. "Fuck, Ianto. You're so tight. I don't ever want to move but I have to come. Soon."

"Fuck me, baby. Please." I pulled my legs higher, opening myself up to him even more. When he pulled out a few inches and pushed back in he hit that spot that made all the pain disappear. All I could feel was good. "Yeah, like that. Fuck me like that."

Not having to be told twice, Jack picked up his speed and pushed deeper with each thrust.

The pleasure felt deep. Deep within my soul. I can't do it justice with words but I didn't have to. Just as Jack's whole body tensed and pressed hard enough into me to push me against the back of the seat, he tickled that magic spot and I came too.

Hard and long.

By the time the rolling convulsions and steams of come died down, we were both a sticky mess.

Jack kissed me slowly, not even really moving, just massaging my tongue with his. He finally pulled up and out of me, using tissue paper from the glove box to wrap up the condom and was back on top of me before I could miss him too much.

"You were amazing. I didn't know how tight it was going to be. I knew it would be great, but, wow. I had no idea." Jack was whispered, "Gods, you are so hot for a suited Welshman, always the quiet ones, eh?"

"Ditto." I nuzzled into his neck, already anxious to be connected to his body again.

"No, really." Jack pulled away to look at my face, waiting for me to make eye contact. "Are you okay? Was it okay?"

"It was incredible. So much more intense than I expected. I could do that forever." I reached down for his dick. It was still firm but as soon as I grabbed it, it fully engorged. "You ready to do that again."

"Seriously? You want to do that again so soon?" He looked at me with such adoration that I felt tears spring up in my eyes. Isn't crying after sex a chick thing?

"Yes, seriously. That was amazing. It hurt going in but once you got deep, there was this one spot that...well...I can't even describe how awesome it is."

"You don't have to describe it because you're going to make me feel it." He leaned down and took my sticky dick into his mouth. It grew instantaneously while I considered whether he was serious or not.

"You don't have to...I mean...I don't have to-" He pulled off my cock to suck my swollen balls into his mouth. One at a time and then both together. Fuck, I was ready to come again.

"I want to. I want to know if I like it or not. I hope I will, but maybe I won't. I know it doesn't always work both ways. But, if we both do, that seems like it'd be a bonus. And, if not, then at least we'll know." Since when did he become the smart one? Oh yeah, he's always been the smart one.

I couldn't keep the excited grin off my face as we switched positions and I lubed up my hands. Using much the same stretching technique that Jack used, I prepared him first with my fingers before pushing my head against his slippery hole. I tried to go slowly but Jack wrapped his ankles around my ass and pulled me all the way in. With his solid thighs locked on my hips, I couldn't move even if I wanted to.

But I didn't want to. I was completely immersed, balls deep into heaven.

The hot, slick tunnel that I was trapped in was so wonderfully tight that I could have come just staying still.

His muscles relaxed and tensed over me, dancing across my shaft and begging me to release. I peeked at Jack and he was taking deep breaths with his eyes closed. I rubbed the wet tip of his dick with my thumb and lightly stroked over his head. Just pushing it past the rim of my fist and then pulling it back in.

He finally relaxed his body and loosened the death grip he had around my waist. I pulled out just an inch and pushed back in.

"Oh my gods, Ianto. More."

Hoping I was hitting his magic spot, I rammed as deep as I could.

"Yes. Like that. More."

His ragged breathing and leaking dick was all the encouragement I needed. I pulled out again, just a few inches, and thrust back hard.

Each time, I got an even louder reaction than before and suddenly we were both coming. Me deep inside of Jack and him all over his chest. Unable to hold my body up any longer, I collapsed on top of him, sliding out of his warm body in the process.

I'd had wet dreams before. I'd cum hard when I jacked off, especially when I dreamed that Jack and I did it together.

I'd thought I'd died and gone to heaven when he gave me my first blow job, but nothing...absolutely nothing could compare to the feeling of burying myself inside the man I loved.

And there it was. I loved Jack. I honestly loved him. With all my heart.

There were hundreds of reasons to just keep my mouth shut...I didn't want to spoil the mood.

I didn't want him to feel pressured to say it back if he wasn't ready.

Just because I was desperately in love with him, didn't mean he felt the same. If he knew how much I loved him, would he feel smothered?

What if he didn't want anyone at work to know about us?

I propped myself up on my elbows and gazed into his amazing vlue eyes. I wanted to tell him how I felt, but all I said was, "Thank you Cariad."

A tear leaked out of Jack's left eye.

"Oh, god." Panic stole my breath. My pounding heart lodged itself in my throat. I had to choke the words out. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. I'm not." He smiled, and I swear it lit up the whole damn room. "You were right. It was totally worth it. We fit both ways."

Weak with relief, I leaned down and rested my forehead against his. We both spoke at the same time. The same words, with the same, emotionally charged voices. "I love you."

Jack rolled me over and pinned me to the seat. "I love you more."

I laughed then reached down and palmed his growing dick. "Prove it."

"I don't know about you, but I don't think my ass is ready for round two." He rolled to the side then slid my condom off.

He licked his lips, suggestively.

I suddenly realised he was drunk and we were partially clothes in an SUV in the middle of the night.

"Come on" he quipped, "Bed."

"Yeah, sounds good" Jack sighed as he slide out the door and I flipped the switch under the dash before following.

In the room he pulled off his clothes and climbed into the bed, facing the wall and I wondered if he was regretting those words that had drunkenly spilled between us.

I've always known I wasn't gay but I really wanted to touch Jack. I wanted him to touch me. And, I was okay with people thinking I was gay if it meant that I could be with Jack in that way.

It was just him.

Only him.

I could feel my eyes welling up so I rolled away from him and his warmth. I let my knee hang off the bed as I tried to put some distance between us. It might have worked if it wasn't so damn cold.

I was shivering within minutes.

"Scoot back. It's freezing," he mumbled, half asleep. I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face as I inched toward him.

He was facing my back so my body instinctively curled into his when his hand reached around to my belly and pulled me against him. I'm pretty sure that grin didn't fade at all as I fell into a deep and content sleep.

We had plenty of challenges ahead of us, but as long as Jack loved me, I could face anything.