Just the Facts Volume 2

Chapter 5-2

Sean went into the adjacent bathroom and opened the cabinet beneath the sink. He snagged the bottle of lube and tore off two condoms packets. Before returning to Andy, he stripped out of the rest of his clothes.

He stopped before the mirror, giving himself a mini-pep talk. Because for him, for them, this was a big step. Going from being detective partners to lovers. It didn’t necessarily mean they were going to pick out curtains together, but well, maybe, someday, it might.

“Sean?”

Oops, he was taking too long, clearly. “Coming,” he called. Then muttered, “Well, not yet.” He went into the bedroom, holding the supplies. “Got them.”

Andy smirked. “I see that.”

Sean set them on the bed and blew out a breath. He raked his gaze over Andy’s nude body. No doubt about it, his partner was built and gorgeous. He had quite a bit of dark hair covering his chest and tapering over his abs to just above the goods.

Sean cleared his throat. “So.”

Andy laughed. “Nervous?”

“Hell, yeah.” Sean grinned. “I just…this is you. Us. We just kissed for the first time last night and…”

“Hey.” Andy put one hand on Sean’s shoulder and the other on his cheek. “We don’t have to. You know? We’re not on anyone’s agenda or timeline but our own.”

“I want to. I just…don’t want to mess this up. Us up.”

“You can’t.” Andy covered Sean’s lips with his own. He pulled back to swipe his tongue across Sean’s mouth. “Come on. Let’s fuck.”

He pulled Sean toward the bed, tumbling them both onto the mattress. He rolled them so that Sean lay underneath him. Andy framed his partner’s head in his hand as he kissed him over and over again, tongue in his mouth, dancing together.

Sean felt the press of Andy’s hard c**k against him and his own c**k jumped to full attention. “Fuck.”

“Yeah.” Andy grinned. He moved his hand between their bodies and curled his fist around Sean’s d**k.

“Jesus, that feels good,” Sean groaned.

Andy maneuvered himself so that his c**k slid against Sean’s, the two of them rubbing against each other. “God, it does.” He moaned. “I could come just like this. Just feeling your c**k sliding with mine.”

“Yeah, me, too. And maybe next time that’ll be enough. But right now, I really want to f**k you.”

“You sure?” He pressed Sean into the mattress. “Because I’m more than ready to be inside you.”

Sean closed his eyes and swallowed. “Whatever. Yeah. Please just do something.”

Andy reached for the lube and condoms.

Sean snatched the condoms out of his hand. “Ride me.”

“Huh?”

“Ride. Me.” He arched up against Andy. “Put the condom on me and straddle me. f**k yourself on me.”

Andy laughed. “You’re determined. Okay. Let’s do this.” He ripped open the package and removed the rubber.

Sean watched him, mesmerized, as Andy carefully rolled it over Sean’s aching, slicked erection. He swallowed. “Damn. Can’t wait.”

“Going to have to. Hand me the lube.”

Sean did so, nearly shaking from anticipation as Andy squirted a generous amount onto his fingers. First, he slicked up Sean’s c**k, fingers and grip lingering over the shaft until Sean was practically a mewling mess.

Andy oozed out more lube, and this time, lifted slightly to shove his fingers inside himself. Sean groaned.

“Like watching?”

“I like watching you,” Sean admitted.

Andy moaned and half-closed his eyes. “Jesus.”

“Apparently it feels as good as it looks.”

Andy spread his legs wider as more fingers disappeared into his ass. Sean had never really seen anyone f**k themselves, not like this, and it was quite a turn-on.

“I want a part of that,” he protested the more Andy seemed to be getting into it. Andy’s d**k was weeping pre-c*m all over both of them.

“Okay, Okay. But make it quick.” He withdrew his fingers and straddled Sean right above his c**k. He pushed down just as Sean pressed up and into Andy’s ass.

“God damn.”

Sean gripped Andy’s hipbones as he rose even more within the other man. Andy’s tight heat gripped him so hard, Sean saw stars. He’d never felt anything quite so intense.

Just as he started thrusting into Andy, his partner pushed down on him, gripping him tighter still, then pulling up, riding him, up, down, up, down.

With one hand pressed to Sean’s chest as he f****d himself on the d**k, Andy used his other hand to grip his own shaft, jerking it rough and fast, the same way Sean thrust into him.

Neither of them could last that long. It was too intense, maybe too long for each of them since anything like this, whatever it was, Sean could already feel his body, his spine tingling, his balls drawing close.

Andy was going to have bruises, Sean thought, as his fingers dug into those hips. Once, twice, three more thrusts, and he couldn’t hold back, he was coming, emptying into the condom.

He moved one hand off Andy’s hip to join his partner on stroking his d**k, sliding their grips together over hard, hot steel. Andy whimpered and thrashed, his ass still speared by Sean’s softening c**k.

“Seannnn,” he groaned, white ribbons of c*m jutting over both of them.

Andy collapsed onto Sean’s chest, an exhausted heavy weight. Sean felt the thundering beat of both their hearts.

“Wow.” Andy laughed.

“Yeah. Wow.” Sean grinned. “Mind officially blown.”

“Give me a bit and I’ll blow something else.”

Sean chuckled and closed his eyes. It was going to be a good night.