Naughty Temptations

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

They drove to Matt’s apartment in Jake’s car. Matt would catch the bus back and collect his own car from the parking lot later.

Right now he had to be with Jake, had to see him naked, had to touch his bare skin, had to f**k him.

Matt kept his arm on Jake’s shoulder as they walked through the parking lot at the apartment building, up two flights of stairs, and straight into the bedroom. “Time to get undressed,” he said, his voice harsh with lust.

“Yes,” agreed Jake. Jake’s face was flushed, his eyes heavy-lidded. Oh God, yes, Jake wanted him as much as he wanted Jake.

He took the handcuffs out of the nightstand drawer and looked at Jake, hoping he had read the man properly. He didn’t want to do anything Jake didn’t want, but, oh God, he wanted Jake handcuffed and at his mercy.

Matt wanted to cover him in chocolate and lick, and suck, and bite every delicious inch of him.

Jake climbed on the bed, spread his legs wide, and raised his arms above his head toward the bed posts. Jake’s c**k was huge, the head red, and the erection was standing up straight, just like a flag pole. When he raised his arms, his abs were very visible, giving his chest a strong, defined look. It just made Matt’s c**k that much harder and more desperate to get started on their bedroom play.

Matt clicked the cuffs around Jake’s hands, then climbed on the bed with the bottle of chocolate body paint. He rolled the bottle between his hands, heating it up to make it pour more easily, then drizzled it across Jake’s n*****s and down the center of his body. Teasingly Matt drew a circle around Jake’s c**k, before pouring the paint on the c**k. Then he leaned forward again and dropped a few drips onto Jake’s lips.

Jake licked his lips and thrust his hips up into the air. “Nice.”

“You look nice,” replied Matt.

“Nice enough to f**k?” asked Jake.

Matt wondered if Jake was worried. “So very good to f**k. But I’ve waited so long for this I don’t want it to be all over in ten seconds. I want to taste every inch of you first, flavored in chocolate. Happy Valentine’s Day!”

Jake grinned. “Happy Valentine’s Day right back at you. Do I get to taste you too?” Jake nodded at Matt’s d**k.

Matt could never recall his d**k being this hard before. “God, yes. But later.”

Matt crouched over Jake’s body and kissed one n****e, sucking the little bud until it was hard, before moving to the other one. Then he licked the line of chocolate down Jake’s body, this time letting the damp head of his c**k lead the way, trailing over Jake’s skin.

Jake was moaning and groaning, raising his hips, trying to direct Matt’s attention to that c**k surrounded by chocolate body paint.

But Matt was leading this game. He was setting the time frame and he wanted to go slowly. He’d waited almost two months for today and wanted it to be special. Valentine’s Day was a day for love, and he wanted this session to last all afternoon and likely all evening, as well.

Jake was straining at his handcuffs now, trying to push his c**k into Matt’s face. “f**k it, suck my f*****g c**k, damn you. Or just f**k me, either one would be good,” he said.

Matt laughed. He stroked a hand over Jake’s beautiful body. “Now, now, now. Don’t rush me.” Nevertheless he did crouch over Jake’ c**k and gently lick the shaft. He tasted so good, tart c*m mixed with the thin layer of chocolate. Ambrosia from Heaven indeed.

Matt sucked Jake’s c**k properly now, dragging it deep into his mouth, then scraping his teeth over the head. With one hand he held the c**k at his mouth, while his other hand riffled through the nightstand drawer feeling for the lube and a condom.

He looked down to remove the lid from the lube, squirted a large dollop into his palm, and began lubing Jake’s asshole while he still licked and sucked on Jake’s c**k.

It was hard, splitting his attention into two places like this, but he didn’t want Jake to come yet, or to get so desperate to come he lost interest in the game Matt wanted them to continue playing a while longer.

Before long, Matt was able to get three fingers into Jake’s anus, massaging the lube into his tissues, spreading him wide. Jake was incredibly responsive, lifting his ass high, feet planted flat on the mattress, driving his hips back onto Matt’s strokes, begging for more with every inch of his body.

Thoughtfully, Matt lubed his other hand and was soon fisting Jake’s ass, one hand knuckle deep inside him stroking and thrusting, then the other keeping the rhythm tight on Jake’s c**k, the strokes even and powerful.

Matt was kneeling up now, continuing the fisting, determined that Jake would come for him.

Jake began to whimper. “Please, please, finish, me. s**t, I want to come. f**k me. Anything.”

Smiling, Matt pushed his hand deep and prodded Jake’s hard round prostate gland with two fingers.

“Yes!” groaned Jake, as c*m spurted from his c**k onto his belly.

Instantly Matt pulled his hands away from Jake’s ass, rolled a condom on his own hard erection, grabbed Jake’s hips and drove his own hot, aching d**k balls-deep into Jake. Jake was still coming, so Matt tugged on Jake’s c**k as he withdrew from Jake’s ass, before powering into that hot, tight, welcoming channel again and again, all the while tugging on Jake’s c**k.

Matt reveled in the tightness of Jake’s ass, and the fact that Jake’s c**k was still throbbing under his hands. Jake was a treasure, one he wanted to look after and explore forever.

With that thought, Matt’s own d**k exploded inside Jake, and he bent forward to kiss his lover. “Stay with me. We have so much more to share,” he whispered.

“I want that too,” replied Jake.

Still holding his body over Jake’s, his c**k still buried deep inside his lover, Matt picked up his alarm clock, switched it off and dropped it onto the floor. Nothing was going to spoil this first night with Jake. Clauson would just have to deal with it if he wasn’t at his desk tomorrow precisely at nine.