You okay, dude?”
Shane flushed and turned to the guy who was waiting at the bar with him. He felt so bad; the guy had been trying to start a friendly conversation with Shane for the last twenty minutes and Shane had been answering in monosyllables. He was too busy watching Noah, who had been whisked away by his friends the second he set foot in the party, flashing him an apologetic smile as his friends dragged him away. Noah had spent the last half an hour talking to a guy who his friend had introduced him to, and he seemed…more than friendly.
“Uhhh, I’m fine. Why do you ask?”
“You just seem distracted.”
“Mhmm.”
The guy sighed and left. Shane’s attention had already returned to Noah and his new friend, who was putting his hand on Noah’s thigh. Noah smiled uneasily and shifted away, pulling his leg away from the man’s grabby hands. The friend laughed it off, instead reaching for Noah’s shoulder. Noah shrugged him off.
That was a bit too much for Shane. He wasn’t really the kind who got jealous, but it was different with Noah. He pushed through the crowd till he reached Noah. Noah’s blue eyes lit up when he saw Shane. He looked almost relieved.
“You ready to go?” Shane rested his hand comfortably on Noah’s shoulder; the simple act was a slap in the other man’s face.
“Shane, hey! This is-”
“Nice to meet you.” Shane cut Noah short, gave the man a cursory glance, and then turned his attention back to his best friend. “You ready to go?”
“Yeah… I guess we could leave…” Noah replied, feeling very confused. He stumbled after Shane, weaving through the crowd, and muttering apologies to friends along the way.
The ride home was silent. Shane seemed too angry to talk and Noah didn’t really know what to say without making it worse… Mostly because he wasn’t really sure what was wrong. Everytime he worked up the courage to try, his brief glances at Shane would make any courage he mustered wither away. Shane’s jaw would be tense, his knuckles white on the steering wheel and his brow furrowed as he focused intently on the road ahead, clearly avoiding Noah.
The car jerked to a halt, throwing Noah’s lithe body forward and snapping him out of his thoughts. Thoroughly flustered, Noah clambered out of the car and fumbled with the keys nervously. He had no idea what he had done to make Shane so upset. He glanced backward as the door swung inward. Shane slammed the car door, making him jump. Noah held the door open and Shane stormed in silently. Noah took a deep breath. It would be better to clear the air.
“So, umm, what was that all ab-”
He never got a chance to finish his question. Shane flew across the room, pushing Noah up against the door hard enough to knock the wind out of him and pinning his body against it with his own. He kissed him passionately, letting his hands fist in Noah’s shirt. He broke away just as abruptly, leaving Noah stunned and breathless, his lips swollen.
“Did you want him?”
“What?” Noah managed, still dazed.
“The guy you were talking to…did you want him?” Shane raised an eyebrow.
“What? No! He was just…” Noah sighed. “One of my friends was trying to set me up with him… I didn’t really say anything about… us… because I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to tell people. I thought I’d suffer through a conversation and then turn him down to be safe. I don’t want to be with anyone but you…”
Shane’s expression eased. He kissed Noah again, but it was different this time, softer. Noah returned the kiss, smiling against Shane’s lips, secretly pleased that he was so jealous.
“I don’t like the way he was touching you. Only I get to touch you like that.” Shane muttered, distracted, undoing the buttons of Noah’s shirt with nimble fingers.
“Mhmm.” He watched Shane, breathless, as his pale chest was slowly exposed.
“Only I get to touch you like that.” Shane said, louder this time, pinning Noah against the door again, his dark brown eyes burning into Noah’s blue ones. “Understood?”
“Yes…” He nodded his head quickly in agreement. “Only you get to touch me like that.”
“Good boy.”
Shane made short work of Noah’s shirt, kissing, sucking and biting his now bare skin. He impatiently pulled his own shirt off and pressed into Noah, kissing him. His hands slid down to unbuckle Noah’s belt and slip into his jeans. He groaned as he felt a steadily growing bulge under his palm. He stroked it, Noah gasped at the sudden contact. Shane pulled away, then hooked his thumbs into the belt loops of Noah’s jeans, and pulled him toward the bedroom, his lips never leaving Noah’s. He pushed Noah onto the bed and kneeled before him, kissing down his stomach and tugging his jeans and boxers off.
He glanced up at Noah, smiling as he blew gently on his cock, leading with tantalising kisses around his knob. Noah whimpered softly. Shane’s smile widened. He put his lips around Noah’s member, teasing the tip with his tongue, making him moan and beg for more.
Shane stood up, leaving Noah panting, and grabbed the lube they had on the nightstand. He unbuckled his belt and impatiently kicked off his own boxers and jeans, releasing his erection. He applied a healthy amount of lube to the length of his shaft. Noah watched his movements hungrily, his legs spread and ready. Shane kneeled just behind him, rubbing the remainder of the lubricant to asshole, easing a finger in to spread some inside. Noah bucked his hips and moaned. This was exactly what he had been craving all night.
Shane pressed the head of his cock into Noah; he was rougher than usual. He was feeling very impatient today. Noah cried out loudly at the abrupt girthy intrusion, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Shane stopped, not wanting to hurt him. He reached down and began stroking Noah’s dick slowly till Noah’s breathing slowed, now letting out softer moans of pleasure. Shane resumed sliding his length into his ass, slower this time, stopping only when he was buried to the hilt. His hand still stroked Noah at a torturously slow pace.
“Please…” Noah managed to whimper. “Please, Shane… I want you so bad… Fuck me hard.”
Ignoring his friend’s pitiful pleas, Shane began to thrust, the movement of his hips mimicking the leisurely movement of his hand around Noah’s cock. Noah tried in vain to thrust into Shane’s hand, craving more intensity.
Noah whined. “Shane, harder…please!”
His begging fell on deaf ears. Shane’s thrusts remained slow, his hand now playing with the underside of his head, teasing his slit with his fingertip. It wasn’t long before precum began to bead at his tip. Shane wiped it away with his thumb, bringing it to his mouth, and licking it off, savouring the salty flavour.
“This is just for me, isn’t it?”
Noah bit back a moan, his teeth digging into his lip. He nodded frantically, desperate.
“And only I get to fuck you?”
Shane thrust into Noah hard, sending a jolt through Noah’s body.
“Yes!” Noah managed to gasp.
He leaned over and kissed Noah tenderly, gently nipping at his full bottom lip. He pulled away and began pounding harder. Noah moaned louder with each aggressive thrust, his hand reaching down to stroke his now throbbing manhood that was begging to be touched. The steady assault on his hole and his hand on his cock pushed Noah to the edge.
“Shane…I-I’m cumming!”
He cried out, cum shooting up onto his chest and stomach, each spurt in time with Shane’s thrusts.
Noah struggled to catch his breath, expecting Shane to pull out when he had finished. But he didn’t. He continued to thrust hard into Noah. As Noah came down off his orgasmic high, he began to feel uncomfortable; his prostate was very sensitive. He pushed weakly at Shane’s chest.
“Please stop…”
Shane shook his head, his breath ragged. Noah tried to push him off again. Shane pushed Noah’s hands away, and put a hand around Noah’s throat, choking him lightly. Noah stopped trying to push Shane away, his eyes widening in surprise and his hands flying to his throat instead, wrapping around Shane’s hand. Shane didn’t stop, but slowed down his relentless thrusts. Noah’s discomfort morphed into pleasure again under this more gentle stimulation. He could feel a second orgasm building.
Noah craved more; he wanted Shane to thrust harder and deeper so he could cum again. When he opened his mouth to beg though, all he could manage was gasps of pleasure. It was as if Shane had read his mind; his slow controlled thrusts increased in frequency, he thrust in harder and deeper till he filled Noah’s tight hole. Shane’s climax pushed Noah over the edge again, his second orgasm was more intense than the first.
Shane pulled out, watching with satisfaction as his cum dripped out of Noah’s ass. Noah looked up at him completely breathless and blissed out.
He kissed Noah tenderly again before settling down beside him on the bed, trailing his finger up Noah’s stomach and chest till it was covered in semen. He brought his finger to Noah’s parted lips, and they closed instinctively around it. Noah sucked softly on Shane’s finger, tasting himself.
“And only I get to kiss you…” Shane whispered, his voice husky. He trailed kisses beneath Noah’s ear. “Do you get it now? You’re mine. Feel free to tell the whole world.”
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