Friends - Lovers, Virtues - Vices

“As you wish…” Shane whispered back and, his hands firmly gripping onto Jake’s shoulders, flipped him around, pushing him, chest first, against the door, grabbing his wrists tightly, pressing both of his hands above his head onto the solid dark wood.

“You have to keep really quiet, Jake,” the vice captain started whispering right into his ear, his body leaning against Jake’s well-muscled back, the hot air on the grey-eyed’s skin making a shiver run down his spine. “Anybody walking by could hear you, you know…,” he teased further.

Speaking those words Shane bit into Jakes earlobe, earning a small gasp from the latter. He grinned and then started tracing the shape of the beautiful ear with his tongue, ever so slowly.

“Now,” he then whispered. “I am going to let go of your hands, but you will keep them there and not move an inch unless I tell you. Got it?”

All the blood pumping through his veins and the hot temperature of the room made it impossible for Jake to speak. So all he did was nod, slightly trying to catch a glimpse of his lover, without really turning his head.

Shane’s hands had already travelled under Jake’s T-Shirt, tracing invisible lines, moving over the well formed abs, brushing over erect nipples, making Jake breathe quicker and lick his lips. Shane’s lips were spreading kisses on his lover’s neck and when he started twisting Jake’s nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, he grazed it with his teeth and licked at some invisible spots.

His hands left Jake’s upper body and started unzipping his trousers. He pulled them down with a quick yank. The boxers were instantly gone as well.
“Spread you legs…,” he whispered and Jake obeyed, his hands still pressed to the dark wood of the door, head resting against it, too, feeling Shane’s presence behind his back. Feeling his eyes resting on his naked skin. Devouring him with his sight.

“Beautiful…,” Shane whispered, more to himself, and took a step forward, his hand brushing over the black pubic hair, grabbing the stiffened object of desire, making Jake gasp once more.

Slowly he started pumping him, while his other hand reached lower, playing with his testicles, caressing them lightly. He could see Jake pressing his eyes shut and biting his lips, fingers trying to dig into the wood. He grinned. He loved seeing Jake in situations like these. And he loved to hear him moan…

He increased his rhythm, stroking Jake’s cock faster, tightening his grip around it, playing with the precum that was leaking out at the tip. Jake hissed out. His legs were becoming weaker and a hot and sort of nauseating feeling was brewing in his stomach. Right at this moment Shane’s hands left his organ, he heard him take a step back.

Jake turned around, one of his hands leaving the door, wanting to tell Shane to please go on. The hand of the latter gripped Jake’s hair and forcefully slammed his head back against the wood, at the same time grabbing his wrist and placing his hand back to its original position with a loud thud.

“I did tell you not to move, didn’t I, Jake?” he hissed into his ear, his fingers still painfully digging into Jake’s hair.

“I-I’m sorry…,” he managed to whisper back.

“Good. And now stay like this.” Shane commanded. Jake could hear him opening his belt, and seconds later his trousers falling onto the floor. He could hear him take a few steps and open a drawer. Then he was back, pressing his erection against Jake’s thigh.

“Spread your legs more, babe…,” Shane grinned and once more Jake complied, Jake obeyed, the harsh commands of Shane arousing him even more. The self-imposed loss of command, this self-inflicted submission. He loved it. He needed it.

Before his thoughts could go anywhere else, he felt Shane spreading his cheeks and a slick finger probing at his entrance. The lubricated digit was slowly inserted, making Jake squirm. He loved the feeling of this intrusion. Loved the way Shane went slowly but focused, adding another digit soon.

By now the red-haired man knew his lover pretty well, they were in synch concerning any action. Shane could feel the moment Jake was ready for more, knew exactly when he could start spreading him, performing a scissoring notion with his wet fingers inside of his lover, just like now, eliciting light moans and hisses. Beautiful little noises.

Enough.

He removed his fingers from Jake’s body, spreading lube onto his own length, hands slightly shaking in anticipation. And then he positioned himself at Jake’s entrance.

Without saying anything he started to push in, hearing Jake whimper slightly, meaning he had to take it really slow today. His hands gripped onto his lover’s hips, steadying him, holding him in place while he pushed in millimetre after millimetre until the very hilt.

“God…,” he managed to breathe out as he was fully sheathed. “So tight…!”
They stayed like this for a few seconds, Shane suppressing his desire to just thrust senselessly into the shivering body he had just intruded and Jake trying to get used to the painful, but at the same time more and more pleasurable becoming, feeling of being filled completely.

“Shane…”, he moaned almost not audibly enough. But his lover heard. And knew this was the point at which he could start.

His fingers gripping tighter into the soft flesh – and Jake just knew it would leave marks – Shane moved out of him almost completely, thrusting back harder than expected, building up a fierce and unmerciful rhythm, making Jake’s head rub painfully against the wooden door. Not taking any break, merely thrusting into this beautiful body, looking for release, enjoying the utterly submissive Jake, revelling in the fact and thought the he was fucking him. Once again.

And Jake’s body was shaking, teeth clenching, trying to keep his mouth shut – just like Shane had commanded him to do -, his hands had transformed into fists, the knuckles white from the pressure, eyes closed. Taking up Shane’s cock in his ass.

Suddenly a strong hiss escaped Jake’s mouth. Shane grinned. He had hit his prostate. He had figured out the angle – as always. And in this angle he continued pumping into him, his right hand wandering back to Jake’s neglected member, starting to stroke his as fiercely as he thrust into him, biting harshly into his neck, licking his ear sloppily.

Jake came hard. All over the door. Head jerking back, feeling Shane’s teeth draw blood at his neck, while his roommate’s hot semen filled his convulsing body.

When Shane slid out of him and his hands left his body, he collapsed onto his knees, still breathing low, trying to calm down form his orgasm. Shane meanwhile managed to climb onto his bed, letting his heartbeat slow down.
He watched his lover kneeling on the marble floor, took a look at the mess he’s made him do and gave Jake, as the latter turned his head back to look at him, a crooked smile.

“You’re gonna clean this up.” he stated towards the captain, and Jake simply nodded.

“Come here,” Shane held out his hand, waiting for his lover to climb onto the bed as well. “You were great.” He kissed Jake’s forehead and the black-haired nuzzled his head against Shane’s shoulder.

They almost fell asleep. But then Jake stood up and got dressed quickly – obediently cleaning up his mess at the door, feeling Shane observing him.
“Shane, I need to get that chapter done. I’ll go back to the library. Catch ya later. And you’d better do it, too. I have a feeling Logey and Amber are gonna give us a hard time this summer.” he said, grabbing his bag, heading for the door once more.

“Yeah, yeah…,” is all the Shane whispered, still half naked in bed.
“And get dressed.” Jake tauntingly remarked.

Shane threw a pillow at him.

“Don’t act so cocky, or you won’t be getting my cock any more. And that would rather make you sad, wouldn’t it?” the red-hair now teased, getting up and grabbing his trousers demonstratively.

“Catch you later… Captain…,” he stretched the last word and grinned.

Jake shut the door.