and breathless.
And then, Charlie nudged the silver bar a little deeper.
Jonas gasped, arching his back, the pleasure tingling through him. It was like a vibration in some deep part of him that had never been touched before. A shiver of electricity that took his breath away. Charlie took Jonas’s hand and led it to the bar.
“Play with it,” Charlie said. “Try in and out. Try rotating it a tiny bit. Even vibrating it can fell amazing.”
Jonas did as instructed. He began sliding the rod in and out by bare millimeters. The more he did it, the better it felt.
“Touch yourself with your other hand too,” Charlie said.
Jonas started to wrap his hand around his length the way he’d done countless times in his life to masturbate, but the sensation made him gasp.
Charlie laughed, one hand around his own cock. “Crazy, right? It makes everything extra sensitive.”
Jonas tried again, gentler this time. The stimulation both inside and out was almost too much to bear. He held himself and concentrated more on moving the bar, moaning as he managed to go a bit deeper than before.
“Feels good, right?”
“Really good.”
Charlie lay down next to him, pulling Jonas toward him, their legs tangling together. He kissed Jonas deeply, his hand finding Jonas’s cock, and Jonas gave himself up to a whole new kind of pleasure. They took turns stroking each other, experimenting as they kissed. The sensation was almost mind-blowing, the stimulation from the inside somehow amplifying his exterior sensitivity. It made his erection feel harder than ever, the skin more susceptible to every caress. And the slightly taboo element of it was an added bonus.
“Don’t come with it in,” Charlie told him when Jonas’s breathing became fast and frantic. “Not the first time, at any rate. Pull it out before that happens.”
Jonas nodded, gasping, amazed at the waves of pleasure shivering through him. Charlie pulled away long enough to apply more lube to both the bar and Jonas cock. Jonas held his erection with one hand, the tip of the bar in the fingers of the other. His hands didn’t move, but his hips did. His erection slid through his fingers, the bar gliding easily in and out of his slit. Charlie watched him, naked lust in his eyes as he stroked his own cock.
“Keep going,” Charlie ordered. “Make yourself come.”
It didn’t take much. Charlie looked amazing, his bare, hairy chest on display as he stroked himself, the silver tip of the sounding bar peeking from its tip. Jonas moaned, pumping his hips, feeling the sounding bar slide deeper than ever.
“Oh, God!”
He barely remembered to pull the bar out in time. His orgasm made him scream. His urethra seemed electric, nerve endings he hadn’t realized he had tingling as if primed and waiting for more. He felt the semen rushing through in a way he never had before.
“Oh, God!”
His back arched, his breath stopping until his vision swam black and he saw stars. He didn’t mean to hold his breath as he climaxed, but it happened an awful lot. He was barely aware of Charlie’s groans as he climaxed too.
Charlie lay down next to him, kissing him again. “One of these days, I’ll dress in those leather chaps. I’ll put you in the spreader bar and stick a sounding rod up your cock.”
Jonas smiled, imagining it. “Yeah?”
“And then I’ll fuck you ’til you scream.”
Jonas groaned at the thought and kissed him. “I like that idea.”
They cleaned up the mess they’d made and finally climbed into bed. Jonas snuggled into Charlie’s arms. Charlie had been worried, in those first few days, about his size, but Jonas loved it. He loved how warm and solid Charlie was, and how safe he felt when he laid his cheek against Charlie’s broad, hairy chest.
“Does it worry you?” Charlie asked.
“Hmm?” Jonas was so warm and comfortable and sated, he barely had the energy to keep his eyes open. It took conscious effort to consider Charlie’s words and what they might mean. “Gray? Is that what you’re talking about?” Charlie’s silence was answer enough. “He’ll come around. We’ll give him some time and try again. And then we’ll try again.” He shrugged, although the gesture was lost since Charlie couldn’t see him. “I understand why you’re upset, but worrying about it won’t change his mind. The only thing we can do is wait, and be patient, even though I know that’s easier said than done.”
Charlie chuckled, his chest rumbling against Jonas’s cheek.
“What’s so funny?” Jonas asked.
“Not funny, really. But