by David Horne
Mark hoped that were true. And it was going to take a long time to get Stevie to completely trust him. They had come a long way since that first day, and Mark wanted to keep that. Stevie may not openly admit it, but he wanted a solid male figure in his life to look up to. Mark wanted that to be him.
They stared at each other, and Mark was beginning to get very aware that it was just them now. They were alone. If he were feeling fit enough, Mark would have jumped Jack right now. But he didn’t think his head would be able to cope with it. He needed some painkillers.
Then his stomach growled. He needed food as well. Jack grinned.
“Hungry?”
“Starving.” Mark sighed. “I guess I’m going to have to figure out what to eat. It’s normally takeout evening, but it’s not as fun without the kids.”
“Sorry, you’ll have to make do with me.” Jack got out his cell phone. “Burgers, curry or Thai?”
“Burgers. I fancy gorging on some meat.” God, did that actually sound more sexual than it should have been? Mark cleared his throat. “In the meantime, what are we going to do while I figure out if I have a concussion?”
“Well, we can play a few games.”
Mark groaned.
“Not video games. I don’t think I can handle the bright lights or the noise right now.”
“I had something else in mind.” Grinning, Jack left the room. “Give me a moment.”
“What are…?”
But Jack was already gone, leaving Mark confused. What was he up to? Jack returned a few minutes later with a long, flat box that looked a bit worse for wear. It took a moment for Mark to realize what it was.
“Monopoly?”
“Christy found it in the games cupboard earlier. She asked about it.”
Mark groaned.
“God, I forgot I had this game.”
“I can tell.” Jack blew the dust off the lid, sending a cloud into the air. He coughed. “It was on the top shelf of the cupboard and it hasn’t been played in years, judging by how much dust there is on this.”
“That’s because I hate monopoly.”
“Why do you keep it, then?”
Mark’s nose tickled from the dust, and he sneezed.
“I kept it so Stevie and Christy can have an adult game to play. They’re at the age where they can play it now, but I forgot about it.”
“Because you hate it.”
“Damn right I do.”
A slow grin passed across Jack’s face. Now Mark was on the alert. So was his cock, which was waking up to that devastating smile. What was he up to?
“You haven’t played monopoly the way I do. Adults only, of course, but it’s a lot more fun than the regular way.”
“Huh! How can you make monopoly more interesting?”
Jack put the box onto the coffee table and began to gather the stuff on the table, moving it to the armchair. He was still grinning.
“Instead of using money for rent, you use your clothes.”
It took a moment for Mark to realize what he had just said. He stared.
“Did...are you suggesting that we play strip monopoly?”
“Yep.” Jack went onto his knees on the other side of the table and took the lid off the box. “I got the idea when I watched Friday the 13th when I was a kid.”
“You got the idea for a strip game from a horror movie?”
“Essentially.” Jack brought out the board and unfolded it. “The movie didn’t get to the good bits, so I thought I’d give it a try. Made things very interesting when I was at university.”
“How interesting?”
“I got laid each time.” Jack waggled his eyebrows. “People can’t seem to resist me. I don’t know what I do, but I seem to be a magnet.”
Maybe because you’re hot and big all over. Mark swallowed and looked away. Then he realized what Jack had said. He got laid each time he played a strip game? Was that his way of saying he was playing a seduction game?
Mark felt the warmth of the room tickling his skin. Jack wanted to play? Mark could do that. He grinned.
“Okay. I’ll get the takeout in and you set up. If you’re not afraid of stripping off in front of me.”
“I’m not afraid.” Jack’s eyes darkened as he looked over Mark, his gaze raking over Mark’s body before pausing on Mark’s hardened crotch. “Are you?”
For a moment, Mark struggled to breathe. He knew Jack could be intense, but never like this. He swallowed.
“I like a challenge.”
***
“This is going better than I expected.”
Mark groaned as he undid his pants and started to slide them down his legs.
“That’s because you’ve got most of the squares.”
“Good tactic, isn’t it?”
Jack’s eyes were sparkling. Mark rolled his eyes and tossed his pants into Jack’s face. The bastard knew exactly what he was doing. When they first started, Jack began to pick as many areas as he could to put his hotels on. He used all his money to pay for the hotels and Mark realized too late that pretty much every other square he landed on would result in Mark losing an item of clothing.
They had only been playing for fifteen minutes and Jack had only lost his shirt and both his shoes, though Mark was naked except for his boxers. Mark tried to concentrate, but he kept getting distracted by Jack’s naked chest. Man, it was magnificent. Jack wanted to rub his hands over that hairless chest, lick him all over. No wonder the guy got laid each time he played a strip game; no one would be able to resist a big naked guy like Jack McGuire sitting so close.
At least they had eaten before getting on with the game; Mark didn’t think he would be able to manage to eat anything if he saw Jack get naked beforehand. He would be drooling too much.
Mark had given up hiding his erection now. It would be practically impossible the less clothes he had on, and now his cock was standing to attention, tenting his boxers. Jack’s eyes were now locked onto Mark’s crotch, his expression darkening to a hunger Mark had never seen before. Damn, this was hotter than he anticipated. And his head wasn’t hurting anymore, not with the painkillers and the anticipation that he was finally getting Jack naked.
Or rather, Jack was getting him naked.
“Maybe we should’ve said one button at a time.” Mark resisted the urge to rub a hand over his cock. “That would make things a bit fairer.”
“You giving up now?”
“Does it look like I’m giving up?”
Jack’s grin widened.
“Looks like you’re enjoying the game more than you expected.”
“I’m not going to be able to look at this game again.”
Jack chuckled.
“I still don’t. I just can’t play it regularly now.” He swiped the two dice. “My turn.”
He rolled, and moved his little metal shoe around the board. It landed on one of Mark’s few hotels, which had Mark grinning. At least he was losing some clothes. Jack rose to his feet and undid his jeans. Mark’s mouth went dry and he couldn’t look away as Jack pushed his jeans down his thighs, finally kicking them aside. He was sure his eyes were popping out of his head as he looked over every sleek solid muscle of Jack’s body.
“You’re not wearing underwear.”
“I was until I went to the bathroom while you were getting the takeout.” Jack curled a hand around his huge cock and stroked himself. “I wanted to have a few less clothes to take off.”
Mark’s eyes were glued to Jack’s cock as the other man pumped himself. Holy hell, he was huge. He had to be almost as thick as Mark’s wrist, and Mark wasn’t skinny by any means. When Mark had wondered if Jack was big all over, he never expected that big.
It’s going to be incredible when I take that cock.
“I think someone’s still a little overdressed.” Jack stepped around the desk and knelt between Mark’s spread thighs. His fingers slid over Mark’s boxers to the waistband. “Want some help?”
“I haven’t rolled
yet.”
But Mark didn’t stop him and lifted his hips when Jack gave the boxers a bit of a tug. Jack peeled the boxers down Mark’s legs, tossing them aside. He gasped as Jack put a huge hand around Mark’s cock and stroked him.
“Let’s call it paying rent in advance.”
He rose up on his knees and kissed him. Mark found himself leaning into the kiss, which made every part of his body shiver. Jack’s mouth was soft but very hot, and his kiss was so sensual Mark could feel his own resolve breaking. He wanted more than slow and sweet. He wanted hot, hard and a lot of it. But Jack was in charge right now, so Mark clenched his hands on the cushions to stop himself from grabbing him.
Then Jack broke the kiss, kissing over Mark’s jaw and neck before making his slow way down Mark’s body. His tongue snaked out and flicked over Mark’s nipples, sending more shockwaves through Mark’s cock. When he finally got to Mark’s cock, Mark was wound so tight he was sure he was going to cum as soon as Jack took him in. Jack shot him a sly grin as he licked the tip of Mark’s cock.
“I think we can consider future rent paid off after this.” He whispered.
Then he lowered his head, swallowing Mark’s cock in one go. Mark was not a small guy, by any means, and previous partners had struggled to take him in completely. His cock hit the back of Jack’s throat, but there was no floundering. He barely stopped as he rose his head up and then back down. Mark’s head was spinning and it wasn’t from his supposed concussion. His heart was going to come out of his chest if Jack kept doing this.
His hands went to Jack’s bald head and pressed down as he lifted his hips. Jack moaned, but he didn’t fight it. The sensation of him going further down Jack’s throat and his mouth tightening had Mark’s lust curling up even tighter than before. Fuck, that felt incredible.
“Jack…” Mark’s head fell back, not caring that he was bothering his head injury. “Jack, more.”
Jack made a noise that could have been growling, and he began to suck harder. He met Mark’s thrusts without even faltering, the tightening around Mark’s cock making Mark’s chest tighten. Fuck, he was going to explode in a moment.
Then Jack’s fingers brushed over Mark’s balls and he pressed a finger into Mark’s ass, thrusting at the same time as Mark’s thrusts. That sent Mark’s pleasure over the edge and he came with a shout, feeling his release hit the back of Jack’s throat. He wanted to come down from something so intense, but Jack kept wringing it out, fucking his ass with his finger while his mouth drank in everything he took.
Mark didn’t think he could take anymore, but he wanted to. Fuck, he wanted a lot more of it. Once he got his breath back.
With one final lick, Jack eased off Mark’s cock and his hand disappeared from Mark’s ass. He crawled up Mark’s body and took his mouth in a firm kiss. Someone was shaking, and Mark couldn’t figure out if it was him or Jack. Jack broke the kiss with a grin.
“What do you think now?”
Mark was surprised either of them could talk. He cupped Jack’s head, running his hands over Jack’s smooth scalp.
“I think I’ve found something more interesting to do instead of monopoly.”
Chapter Six
The need to use the bathroom woke Mark the next morning. He crawled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. It was a wonder he could use his legs after the night before. Jack certainly knew how to make a man come over and over until he was close to passing out. Mark didn’t think that was possible, and he wasn’t about to argue. Even now, his skin was tingling with the after-effects of the orgasms. And they had fallen asleep at two that morning.
How did they wait two years for this? They should have done this long ago.
After washing up in the bathroom, Mark headed back to the bedroom. Jack was still asleep, sleeping on his belly with his arms propping up the pillow. The duvet was kicked aside, the corner barely covering his backside. Mark had worshipped that body, and his own body was stirring again at the sight. Jack was a beautiful sight to see.
And Mark got to see it a lot.
His cock was hard again. Picking up the bottle of lube from the floor by the bed and an unopened condom packet, Mark opened the packet and rolled the condom over his cock, squirting a generous amount of lube onto his hand. Stroking his cock, Mark climbed onto the bed and started kissing his way up Jack’s back. Jack sighed, but he didn’t seem to stir much. Mark kissed and nipped at the back of Jack’s neck with his teeth as he inserted his finger into Jack’s ass. Jack sighed and lifted his hips.
“That’s nice.”
“You haven’t had nice yet.” Mark added another finger and picked up the thrusts. “I can’t get enough of this ass.”
“I can tell.” Jack groaned, his ass muscles tightening around Mark’s fingers. “I hope you’re planning on doing more, or I’m going to be taking over.”
“I love it when you take over.” Mark withdrew his fingers and fisted his cock, pressing it to the tight entrance. “But it’s my bed. You follow my rules.”
Jack chuckled, breaking off with a gasp as Mark’s cock slid in easily. Jack clutched onto the pillow, his back bowing as he pressed back.
“You...you weren’t too bothered about that last night.”
“Well, rules are changing.” Mark rolled his hips, which had Jack groaning. “When we’re at your apartment, you can dictate what we do.”
“Just shut up and fuck me.”
Jack was practically shaking. Mark kept it slow, rolling his hips as he pumped into Jack’s ass, keeping his thrusts slow but deep. Jack growled, bucking underneath Mark as he tried to push back, but he didn’t pick up the pace. He kissed and licked his way along Jack’s back, smiling as Jack’s moans got louder and more insistent.
“I thought I said fuck me, not screw me slowly.”
Mark chuckled and cupped Jack’s hip, pressing him into the bed.
“Like I said, I’m in charge. And I’m going to make you come like this.”
With his head pounding as it was, Mark didn’t think he could go too fast, anyway. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of Jack’s ass tightening hard around his cock. That had happened during the night and the feel was not getting boring.
Holy fuck, Jack was going to wring him out completely at this rate.
“Mark…” Jack was panting hard. “I’m going to cum again.”
So was Mark. Moments after Jack spoke, his orgasm exploded, warmth ricocheting up his back and through his cock. He thrust one more time as his cock twitched. Jack’s body was trembling. Mark could tell he was close. Pulling out quickly, Mark flipped Jack onto his back and took Jack’s cock into his mouth. Jack let out a shout, and his release filled Mark’s mouth, his hands grabbing Mark’s head and trying to press him down. Mark took in all of him, licking up every drop, finishing with a last long lick up Jack’s cock before kissing his way up Jack’s chest. He could feel a heart racing under his lips.
Jack was smiling as Mark reached his mouth, taking Mark’s kiss still with a smile.
“You know how to wake someone up, don’t you?”
Mark grinned.
“I aim to please.” He shifted to Jack’s side and took off the condom, leaning over to drop it into the trash can by his bed. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“Of course not.” Jack was watching Mark as he turned back. “You know I’ve thought about this since we met?”
Mark stared.
“You serious?”
“Yeah.” Jack gave him a sheepish smile and shrugged. “Didn’t think you’d want to be around a guy who deals with dangerous convicts all the time. I bring a lot of baggage.”
That had Mark bursting into laughter.
“Have you seen the baggage I deal with? I also deal with criminals, just in a different way.”
That had been his concern? Jack had to be daft to think that was even a problem. From the look on his face, Jack was beginning to realize that. He had been making a worry over nothing.
“I should’ve said some
thing before, shouldn’t I?”
“Yes, you should have.” Mark leaned over and kissed him. “Think you can handle two kids with one going through the teenage hormones?”
Jack laughed. He slid his hand down Mark’s chest and cupped his semi-erect cock.
“If I can handle you, I can handle them.”
Mark groaned and he thrust into Jack’s hand.
Jack had an uncanny ability to make some aroused so quickly after the last round. And Mark was getting there already. He straddled Jack’s waist and kissed him, feeling Jack’s hands flex and squeeze around his backside.
“You’d better get the lube.” Mark reached back and stroked Jack’s cock, which was starting to come back to life. “I think we’re up for showing how much we can handle each other.”
Jack laughed. Then he groaned when a ringing noise sounded through the house. It made Mark sit up abruptly at the sudden noise.
“What the fuck is that?”
“That’s my cell phone.” Jack lifted his hips and tipped Mark onto the bed. “I’d better get that.”
“Why? It’s the weekend.”
“That’s the ringtone for Josie. If she’s calling on a Saturday, it’s important.” Jack flashed Mark a wink as he slid off the bed. “I won’t be long.”
“You’d better not be.” Mark lay back and started stroking his cock. “I’ll be ready when you get back.”
Jack groaned. Then he hurried out of the room, his footsteps thundering down the stairs. Mark could hear him answer the phone in the living room, his deep voice floating up the stairs. Mark closed his eyes and listened, feeling himself stir even more at the sound of Jack’s tone. He did have a lovely voice.
“You what? When did this happen?”
Mark stopped stroking and opened his eyes. That didn’t sound good. Jack’s voice had changed. He didn’t sound so jovial anymore. Mark sat up. Something had happened, and it wasn’t good.
Snatching up his boxers, Mark tugged them on and hurried downstairs. Jack was standing in the middle of the living room, the tension in his shoulders as he stood with his back to Mark.
“Okay, I’ll be right there. Give me forty-five minutes.”
