began pumping it in pace with my thrusts into his body. I managed to focus long enough to find that spot inside of him that I knew would bring the encounter to a quick but momentous end.
The first time I hit Jude's prostate, he cried out my name and his eyes jumped open so he could look at me in the mirror. His passion was like a drug and all I wanted was more, more, more.
I nailed his gland again and again. Between his pleas to fuck him harder and the pre-cum sliding down my fingers as I jerked him off, I knew he was as close as me, if not more so.
Something animalistic took over inside of me at that point… something that I was afraid to admit was just a little bit outside of my control. I shoved Jude back down onto the counter so he was completely at my mercy. I pinned his hands together under one of my own and used my upper body to hold him down. As I slammed into him without restraint, Jude called out, "Yes, Nikolai! God, yes, right there!"
All pretense of lovemaking, hell, even fucking, was gone. We were nothing more than two wild animals going at it. Only when Jude finally screamed in relief and his body went completely tight did I start to let myself go, though.
Jude's body jerked as hot cum began sliding between my fingers and his inner muscles gripped my dick like a vise.
"Fuck!" I shouted as I slammed into him. The condom kept me from spending inside of him like I wanted, but otherwise it had no effect on the intensity of my orgasm. I felt like the top of my head had blown clear off as sensation after sensation quaked throughout my entire body. I barely managed to catch myself before my full weight landed on top of Jude's back, but I still ended up sprawled on top of him as my cock continued to jerk inside his body. We grunted and groaned as one through the aftershocks as our hot, sweaty bodies melded together.
I somehow managed to find enough energy to turn Jude’s head enough that I could search out his mouth. He returned the kiss I gave him and when I was too tired to do nothing more than lie there on top of him, he didn't complain in the least. In fact, when I finally began to straighten so I could pull my dick free of his body, I swore I heard Jude whisper a soft "No” right before I did it.
I removed the condom and tossed it in the waste bin and then slid my arm beneath his chest and lifted him so he was pressed up against my front. He didn't speak at all. There was no reason to. Our bodies had just had one hell of a conversation that we were both undoubtedly trying to make sense of.
Although Jude was naked, I hadn't finished getting my pants off, so I clumsily did that. Unfortunately, my body was so exhausted that I slipped and nearly did a header into the very vanity Jude and I had just fucked on top of. Jude grabbed my arm to steady me and when our eyes met, the strangest thing happened. Something that had never happened to me after sex.
I began laughing.
A heartbeat later, Jude was too.
I’d fucked plenty of guys and the “after” had always been steeped with awkwardness and an uncomfortable silence as I planned my exit.
Now, though, I’d just had the most epic sex of my life—sex that had literally left me weak-kneed—and there was no regret, no one saying it shouldn't have happened, no one worrying about what tomorrow would bring. It was just Jude and me, our bodies relaxed, our minds even more so, enjoying the aftermath.
I managed to get my pants off and then wrapped my arms around Jude and just held on to him for a while. It was only when, despite the steam around us, my body began to feel chilled that I led Jude into what was still a comfortably hot shower. We took our time washing each other off and then just stood together under the hot spray of water. I had no sense of time and was in no hurry to go anywhere.
Only when the water began to cool did we get out of the shower and dried off. I ignored the clothes on the floor and took Jude's hand in mine