Red Hot

by K. A. Merikan

  Loki’s eyes, hazy with the fire burning somewhere inside, trailed up and down Red Jack’s body as if he were the hottest stud who ever lived. He was impatiently pushing Red Jack’s clothes off, eager to touch the freckled skin and suckle on Red Jack’s flesh. Free of his own T-shirt and jeans, Loki pulled Red Jack down for another kiss, almost biting into his lips.

  Red Jack wrapped his arms around Loki and brought their bodies together. Chest to chest, dick to dick, precum making their stomachs slippery. Red Jack’s fingers trailed each undeserved scar on Loki’s back as he left gentle kisses over Loki’s cheek. He would avenge that pretty skin.

  Loki shuddered next to him and stepped forward, forcing Red Jack back until his calves hit the bed. With the thick, sugary aroma of the boudoir mixing with Loki’s masculine scent, Red Jack’s head was spinning at an uncontrollable pace. He was already seeing himself spread out in front of Loki, ready to be petted and fucked.

  He was sure he wouldn’t feel used in any way. It didn’t matter anymore who did the fucking as long as they would get to have sex. Red Jack sat on the bed and pulled Loki with him to the pastel blue throw covering the bedding. They both did all they could to never stop kissing.

  Loki touched him firmly, unlike anyone before. His fingers dipped deep and pulled on Red Jack’s skin in the sweetest way. His breath danced around Red Jack’s tongue as he spoke without pulling back, “How do you want it?”

  “I…” His voice died in Red Jack’s throat. He was always the one to push forward, act, and now he was to decide how to be fucked? How the hell was he supposed to know what the best way was? People had their preferences but only when they already knew how it felt. “Not too soft?” He supposed that was what he wanted. So maybe he was an ass-virgin, but he was also a guy, Red Jack of the Nails, and he wasn’t about to get fucked like a lady.

  Loki smiled and pulled on Red Jack’s lip with his teeth as his hand snaked back to Red Jack’s ass, spreading out with one finger teasing the crack. “Don’t wanna hurt you. I know that it can be really bad. And I want you to like it, not just bear with it until you adjust.” Loki moved the tip of his nose over Red Jack’s and then nipped on it. “I’m gonna fuck you gently at first.”

  Red Jack swallowed, but couldn’t even blink, floating somewhere between panic and diamond-hard arousal. “Okay, I guess you know what you’re doing.” He gave Loki one more kiss and turned to his stomach. The vulnerability of this position made his toes curl, even more so when Loki’s hand climbed up his spine, all the way to the nape. “I liked it when you kissed me all over.”

  “Me too,” whispered Loki, pressing his mouth to the sensitive spot between Red Jack’s shoulder blades and hugging him. “Every inch of you felt like it was all mine.”

  “Because it is. I’m yours the way you are mine.” Red Jack said into the throw, unsure if he would be able to say it to Loki’s face. His heart throbbed with the power of the emotions bubbling up inside him.

  “Mm, and I don’t want to hurt my property, so you better tell me if something’s not right, understood?” asked Loki in a firmer voice that sounded almost commanding.

  “Yeah, I’m not into no Fifty Shades shit.” Red Jack tried to make it all a joke, but even he could hear it fell flat. He took a deep breath and arched his back against Loki.

  Loki chuckled and kissed the side of his neck. “That’s what I wanna hear,” he said, pulling away and reaching out to the nightstand. His cock was hard and bobbed slightly as he moved, opening the drawers. He grinned, looking at yet another pink bottle, and rolled back to the middle of the bed.

  “Just please don’t tell me it’s some vanilla-strawberry lube” Red Jack groaned, but he actually felt more relaxed than he thought he would. It had to be Loki’s presence. The sex wouldn’t be some crazy struggle for power with a stranger. It would be with the person who mattered most to Red Jack, and who knew all too well how it felt to be vulnerable.

  Loki brushed a lazy circle over Red Jack’s ass. “It’s white chocolate raspberry.”

  Red Jack let out a raspy laugh and pushed his forehead against the throw. Of course it was. “Go on then,” he said and arched his ass up. Sometimes, he wondered whether Loki found him as attractive as he did Loki, because if that was the case, they’d never get enough of each other. And the confidence Loki was displaying now was pulling on strings Red Jack never knew existed in him.

  He stiffened when Loki kissed the side of his buttock, but raw pleasure hummed through Red Jack’s veins when one of those slim hands pushed between his spread thighs and teased his cock. “I don’t want to freak you out, babe, but that’s one amazing ass,” said Loki from his place behind Red Jack.

  Red Jack bit back a smile. “It must be if you put it on your bucket list.” He tensed the muscles of his ass for Loki, enjoying the gentle touch that trailed down his cock, and then Loki’s fingertips massaging his balls. When the slick digits finally delved into the cleft of Red Jack’s ass, the pang of unexpected excitement was so strong it felt like his stomach was melting with heat, all nerve endings around Red Jack’s anus exploding with sensation.

  He couldn’t help stirring his hips against the bed. The touch was all that mattered, and right now, he remembered why he’d risked fucking on the side of the road. The pull was too strong. He felt like a pit bull on a leash, and no matter how much he struggled, the spiky studs of arousal bit into his flesh and made him stay put right where Loki wanted him.

  Loki wasn’t joking about being gentle. He took his time, slowly teasing Red Jack’s ass open with his fingertips, but he didn’t neglect Red Jack’s cock either. As he finally pushed his fingers deeper into the hole, Loki pulled Red Jack’s prick back and sucked on it, crushing all resistance Red Jack was capable of.

  “Oh, fuck…” Red Jack opened his eyes wider, as the new experience of getting fingered melted with the well-loved one of getting his cock sucked. It felt so good he didn’t have words to describe it, so he just arched his ass up with a groan. His last worry, that the penetration would hurt, was gone as well. His inner pit bull was just sitting there and wagging its tail with its tongue out.

  “Yeah, you like that?” asked Loki, pulling his fingernails down Red Jack’s chest as he twisted and turned his long fingers inside Red Jack’s hole. It was a tight fit, but it didn’t really hurt. Still weird, but at the same time oddly pleasant when combined with the familiar sensations assaulting Jack’s senses.

  “That’s good… I’d need another you to fuck me and suck me at the same time,” he rasped, surprised at how comfortable he felt with Loki. He expected to be a messy pile of awkwardness, yet it didn’t happen at all. But just two seconds later, a lightning bolt erupted from the depths of Red Jack’s ass and shot all the way to the tip of his dick.

  “Fucking hell! What the fuck?” Red Jack mewled at a sensation so intense it made him heave and make noises he never thought he was capable of. He’d never come as hard as what he felt now, and it wasn’t even the orgasm yet.

  “Ready for more?” asked Loki before trailing his tongue up Red Jack’s spine and moving his fingers inside him. Sensations exploded all over Red Jack’s skin, his cock seemed to burst with excessive blood, and for a single moment, it almost felt as if Loki pushed his finger inside his dick somehow.

  Red Jack squeezed his eyes shut, half wondering if this is what he made Loki feel when they fucked, half-gone out of his mind completely. “Yes,” he uttered, craving more, more, more.

  “Then relax, and I’m gonna fuck you,” rasped Loki, making his moves gentler, until the pressure in Red Jack’s dick and stomach turned into something lazily pleasant yet ready for a rapid buildup. “You’re gonna love it.”

  “I think I will,” Red Jack confessed. He didn’t have much brainpower left to be cocky. All his muscles were relaxed yet tense at the same time.

  There was a slight pause before Loki spoke again. “You want me bare?”

  “Fuck yes, I want you bare. Jesus fucking Christ!” Red Jack squeezed t
he blanket with sweat beading all over his body. He even felt a drop trail down his thigh.

  “Okay then.” Loki clutched Red Jack’s hair in his fist and pulled until Red Jack got the hint and kneeled, still speared on Loki’s fingers, still rock-hard and with a burning face. Loki turned Red Jack’s face back and licked his lips, smelling of the sweet lube and the salty aroma of fresh sweat. He was so gorgeous with the flushed face and messy hair that in this moment, Red Jack was ready to do anything to make him happy. He’d make their relationship work, whatever it took.

  Red Jack spread his thighs a bit more, ready for all the attention he could get. After the fingering, he wasn’t even worried about pain. He was sure the fucking was about to be out of this world.

  Loki’s kiss was soft and gentle, but moments Later, Red Jack found himself back on his hands and knees, and as the slim fingers slid out of him with ease, a hard, round presence nudged at his hole. Loki’s cock. It pressed on, and with the constant pulsing in his temples Red Jack didn’t even have the mind to resist. He lowered his head, taking a deep breath when his ass swallowed the tip without any trouble.

  All relaxed and slick with lube, his anus was ready to take a good fast fucking as long as that included getting that spot inside of him teased. Loki’s hands on his back were a burning hot background to the sensations that now all focused in Red Jack’s ass and dick.

  Loki’s whole cock sank into him at an agonizingly slow pace, in time with the heat that only reached Red Jack’s brain the moment he felt Loki’s balls touch his ass. Loki ran his hands up and down Red Jack’s sides, groaning, trembling slightly wherever they touched.

  “Feels fucking amazing,” Loki uttered.

  Red Jack couldn’t answer that, unsure about how everything felt. There was no pain, just a strange fullness. Loki’s cock throbbed with heat that he could sense inside his body, but it didn’t freak him out, and gave him a new sense of closeness instead. Like they were merging into one and became something new.

  Loki hissed beneath his breath and slowly, very slowly withdrew his hips. Each movement was calculated and careful as he started fucking Red Jack. The scent of Loki’s hair seemed to be everywhere, mingled with raspberry and male arousal. Loki’s hands trailed all over Red Jack’s body, caressing it in the gentlest possible way. When Loki’s cock touched the magic spot again, Red Jack couldn’t help but groan. He couldn’t care less at this point that they weren’t alone in the house. Candy was busy baking anyway.

  Red Jack steadied himself on one arm and reached back with the other to get to touch Loki. This was good. Much better than he ever imagined. “Faster,” he muttered and arched his ass up, dying to feel a rhythmical touch to the spot inside. Every time Loki’s dick brushed over it, Red Jack felt the flush of arousal go all the way up to his face. His dick and balls were heavy and sensitive, his thighs burned in the best way possible, and Loki was there, gasping against his back, swiping him with the smooth hair. It was so good it hurt.

  “Kiss my back,” Red Jack urged him, half closing his eyes as the fuck intensified. He’d never thought of it being a possibility, but he actually got a kick out of being the object of such intense desire. And why would anyone pretend it was an emasculating thing to be fucked if it was so good?

  Loki leaned over him, placing kiss after sweet openmouthed kiss, even as he fucked Red Jack faster, pushing in straight to the hilt each time. He too was moaning quietly, stifling the sound against Red Jack’s flesh. There was only one way down from this high, and from the way Loki’s thrusts became irregular, Red Jack knew his lover would be coming soon.

  He reached to his painfully hard cock and began jerking off in the same rhythm Loki fucked him. It was like having their hearts beat at the same pace. Loki’s teeth grazed his spine as they moved at an ever faster speed. His voice sounded richer and raspier, but when the cock suddenly popped out of Red Jack’s body, Red Jack found he was missing it already.

  Red Jack let out a low moan, but never stopped stroking his rock-hard dick. When he came seconds later, he pushed his face into the throw to not be too loud. The warm cum splattering all over his hole and ass only made his orgasm more intense, burning him with Loki’s desire. Loki groaned, and his still hard, warm dick slid up and down Red Jack’s crack, massaging the cum into skin.

  “Fuck, Jack...”

  Red Jack gasped for air, able to think only of Loki’s cock touching him so sweetly and slow. “You took my innocence,” he said, his chest rumbling with laughter.

  Loki fell down to the mattress right next to Red Jack and pulled him on top. “You think you’re funny?” he asked, wiggling the skin where his eyebrows used to be.

  “No, I think I’m enlightened.”

  Loki chuckled, and it was the most sincere of laughs. He nuzzled Red Jack’s lips, only to kiss them seconds after. Adrenaline was still rushing through Red Jack’s veins at full force, and when he looked at that lovely, handsome face and thought that there was a future for them, within reach, he realized it was best thing he could hope for.

  “Yeah? You see why guys like to be fucked?”

  “The ass is fucking sensitive. Never thought it’d feel that good. I kinda thought it’s a mental thing for gays. That they like the idea of a man fucking them, and there’s only the ass and mouth for that.”

  Loki blinked and laughed out loud. “No... come on...”

  “How am I supposed to know? If you like cock, it makes sense you’d want to be close to it however possible.”

  Loki’s mouth relaxed, and he kissed Red Jack’s cheek, holding him close. “Is that what you wanted when you decided to try it? Did you want to be close to me?”

  Red Jack swallowed. Caught red-handed. “It was on your list. I promised,” he tried to weasel his way out of the question.

  “No, you didn’t. You said ‘we’ll see’ or something like that.” Loki massaged Red Jack’s back, his thigh, gently and slowly, as if he were trying to calm a nervous stud.

  “Okay, okay. I like your dick, I wanted to try. I like sucking it, so I thought maybe it would be somehow similar to have it up my ass.”

  Loki kissed him again and wrapped his arms around Red Jack’s neck, holding him close in a way that made Red Jack feel strangely calm and safe. “Thank you, baby.”

  “Don’t call me that,” Red Jack whined, but didn’t move away, too happy with the comfort of Loki’s arms.

  “You don’t like it? What should I call you?” asked Loki, combing Red Jack’s beard with his fingertips.

  “‘Jack’ will do. Unless you wanna call me ‘bearded God’ or something.”

  “No one ever used a pet name for you?”

  Red Jack stilled. “I’m guessing Carrot-top, Pube-head, or Spotty doesn’t count?”

  Loki sighed. “Those fuckers, they were just jealous that you stand out so much.”

  “Doubt that. Let’s get cleaned up or we’re both gonna stand out with the smell of cum.”

  “We’re already smelling of vanilla and raspberry. It’s like Candy’s using the baking essence as perfume,” sighed Loki, pulling away from Red Jack without much enthusiasm.

  Jack patted his ass with a smile. He hoped to live long enough to do this again with Loki.

  Chapter 31

  Loki stuffed his face with a spicy, deliciously sweet cake. It was fluffy and a lot like a gingerbread loaf, only with a pleasant hint of bitterness. Candy was still busy in the kitchen, popping out every now and then, but with the whole house smelling of buttery dough and beef, it looked like they’d be staying for dinner once Sam arrived.

  Loki didn’t mind their hostess’s absence. As much as he liked Candy, he was more than eager to be alone with Jack. Their bodies were still tingling with the aftershocks of sex, smelling of rich vanilla and sperm. Loki kept his hand behind Jack, touching him discreetly enough to pull away in case someone invaded their privacy. He couldn’t help but smell Jack’s flushed skin, and every drag of the scented air brought back memories of Jack’s back arching, t
he strong muscle flexing in a way that made Loki want to bite straight into it. That tight, wonderful ass was so amazingly cozy, but as nice as the fucking had felt, it was Jack himself, the way he’d yielded to Loki that really kept coming back to him. It made Loki all warm inside that Jack had gone for it because he wanted them to be close, even when thinking it wouldn’t really feel that great.

  “You think this has alcohol?” asked Loki, chewing on the dough.

  Red Jack smiled. “I sure hope so.”

  A door slamming made Loki pull back his arm, but it was Lucy, not Monster nor Sam walking into the room.

  She eyed them both with a bit of a squint. “So… where’s Monster?”

  Candy walked out with a bright smile. “Oh, hey, the guys will be back soon. Are you staying for dinner?”

  Loki wet his lips, staring at Lucy, suddenly alarmed. He slid his arm out from behind Jack’s back but kept his hand splayed open between them, touching Jack’s thigh with just the tip of his little finger. What was she doing here? She looked completely different than at club parties. Her long black hair was a bit messy and as much as the tight black T-shirt and jeans stressed her slim silhouette, it was nothing like the sparkly outfits she wore for stripping. She looked like any other attractive woman.

  “Do you have gluten-free options?” Lucy asked, but her eyes were on Jack and Loki.

  “Um… I suppose I could work something out,” Candy said with a hint of annoyance to her voice.

  “What happens if you eat gluten?” asked Loki, increasingly agitated by Lucy’s presence. He took a cautious glance at Jack, and yes - he definitely checked her out.

  “You get all slobby and bloated,” Lucy said with a straight face. “But you can do whatever you like. I just rather avoid it.”

  Jack put away his half-eaten cake.

  “So you’ll have Candy make something just for you? Can’t you just make an exception once? It’s not like you’re actually allergic,” said Loki.