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The moment Jack stepped into the apartment, he made a beeline for Eric. Poor, poor Eric, who was just trying to make a sandwich. Eric turned his head to Jack and had lips pressed against his own automatically.
Eric made a startled noise before he placed his hands on the counter and then turned to Jack once the knife was out of his hands. Jack’s hands came up to cup Eric’s face and he groaned into the other man’s mouth.
“We have, like, thirty minutes until Shawn gets home. I’ve been pent up since this morning when you woke me up with my cock in your mouth and then fucking left because you realized your class was about to start.” Jack grumbled into the kiss as his hands shot down to Eric’s pants and he started on the button, almost ripping them open when he fumbled with it. Eric let out a squeak.
“Jesus, Jackie. You’d think you haven’t had sex for weeks.” Eric teased as he swatted Jack’s hands away and shuffled to push his pants down his hips. Eric’s hardened cock sprung out and smacked his thigh as he got his jeans down to his knees. Fuck, was he not wearing any underwear? Jack’s cock did a twitch.
“Feels like it.” Jack grunted before he grabbed Eric by the shoulders and pushed slightly. Eric did what he knew Jack wanted, dropping to his knees as he looked up at him. Jack’s cock twitched in his pants once again and he reached to grab Eric’s hair, not hesitating to pull Eric forward by the handfuls he had.
Eric gave a whine and nuzzled against the rough material of Jack’s jeans. Eric mouthed over the fabric, sucking softly at the prominent bulge and making it damp. Jack groaned and pressed his hips forward slightly.
“Take my cock out. Get me ready to fuck you.” Jack smirked as Eric looked up at him with slightly glazed over eyes and nodded before pulling back. Eric tugged expertly at Jack’s belt before he popped open the button and hooked his fingers into Jack’s boxers and jeans, tugging them down at the same time.
Jack’s cock popped out and almost smacked Eric right in the face—and would’ve if he didn’t move back. Eric leaned forward and licked from the base to the head of Jack’s cock, looking up at the other man as he wrapped his lips around the appendage.
Eric started to suck Jack’s cock greedily after that once he realized Jack wasn’t stopping him. Eric pressed his hands to Jack’s ass, giving a slight squeeze with a playful look in his eyes as he started to pull his head back before pushing forward again.
Jack watched, his chest rising and falling quickly as Eric’s eyes fluttered shut and then he started to really move his head in a rhythm. Jack loved seeing Eric in the moment when they had sex like this. Their sex life might have still been new and they were figuring things out, but it was Jack’s favorite thing.
Jack groaned as Eric took as much as he could in his mouth and then swallowed down, making one of Jack’s hands slam on the counter. Jack’s hand shot down and he gripped Eric’s hair, tugging Eric away from his cock. Curious eyes shot up to Jack and he felt his insides quiver in such a delicious way.
Jack motioned for Eric to stand, turning them both to the counter now; Eric in front of him with his back to Jack.
Jack reached his free hand out and swiped the objects on the counter off of it; The clang of the knife and the thump of whatever jar Eric had out hitting the ground as he did. Eric tensed and let out a giggle before he let himself relax on the cool surface.
“That’s cold.” Eric mumbled as he turned his head and pressed his cheek against the counter. Jack hummed, but didn’t say anything else as he started to feel Eric up. Jack squeezed at Eric’s ass, his hands sliding down to pinch at Eric’s thighs. Eric let out a soft moan at the motion, squirming on the counter.
“Need prep?” Jack asked, his hands not stopping their mapping of Eric’s backside. Jack could feel the rise and fall of Eric’s back while he breathed. Eric shook his head at Jack’s question.
“N-No. We had sex last night. I’m fine.” Eric said, his eyelashes fluttering again as Jack pressed into one of the bruises that he had left on Eric’s hips the night before. Jack nodded and sucked his bottom lip between his teeth before he stepped back from Eric, pressing down on the other man’s back with his palm flat on the skin as he went to sit up.
“Stay.” Jack demanded, making Eric freeze in his movements. Jack grinned when Eric went limp below him again, his mouth open with breaths softly puffing out of him. God, he was beautiful.
“I’m gonna go get lube. Where’d you stick it last night?” Jack asked. Eric looked back at Jack and blinked, looking at Jack dumbly like he almost didn’t know what he asked.
“Um, uh, on my side of the bed. In that basket.”
Jack nodded and leaned down to press a kiss to Eric’s shoulder before he hurried his way to their room. Jack walked to where Eric said he put it, giving a puff of relief whenever he realized Eric did, in fact, put it there.
Once Jack had the bottle, he walked right back out to the kitchen. Eric was still in the position Jack left him in, his cheek squished onto the surface. Jack felt a shiver run through his body when Eric’s eyes met his when he circled around the counter again.
“Good boy. You didn’t move.” Jack teased, though he didn’t miss the whimper that he got from Eric in response. Jack squirted a good line of lube on his cock, stroking as much as he could around it before his hand went to Eric’s hole, smearing the leftover lube on his boyfriend.
Jack’s other hand shot down to grab Eric’s hips as he angled his cock at Eric’s ass and pushed in carefully. Eric let out a moan that Jack echoed almost immediately as he sunk in pretty quickly.
“Always so greedy when I fuck you.” Jack teased, grunting when the words had Eric tightening around him perfectly. Jack pulled back halfway before pushing in again, getting a whimper from Eric.
Jack huffed and wrapped an arm around Eric’s waist, shuffling his feet until he was between Eric’s legs more, pressing right up against the younger man’s back. Jack closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Eric’s shoulder before starting to piston his hips, easily getting lost in the sauce.
Jack couldn’t get over how well he felt that they fit together. Eric never felt too tight like a few people Jack had fucked before him, he wrapped around Jack perfectly in every sense, and Jack could go on about the things outside of sex too.
Jack leaned back and pressed against Eric’s lower back, moving his hips in a fluid motion for each thrust. Eric let out a noise with each thrust, white knuckles from gripping at the counter each time Jack would drive into him.
Jack gave one sharp thrust into Eric; that familiar fire in his belly showing up as he got closer and closer to an orgasm. Jack pulled back and gave another hard thrust, watching through hooded eyes as Eric’s body raised from the counter suddenly.
“Shawn!”
A split second later, a white hot embarrassed feeling rushed through Jack and his cock slipped out of Eric as he lost his hardness.
“What the hell did you just call me?” Jack was almost angry. Did Eric really just fucking call him Shawn? Was Eric thinking about his brother each time they fucked? What kind of sick motherfu—
“No. He—“ Eric made a strangled noise as he pulled his pants and looked panicked. Jack couldn’t help the fire that was now in his chest, ready to pull back and punch this fucker in the face.
Then, he heard a familiar laugh outside of the door before the sound of keys going in the lock filled his ears. Jack loudly cursed and pulled up his own boxers and pants. Eric launched himself away from Jack in that moment and splayed himself across the couch, just as Jack finished buttoning up his pants and leaned against the counter as Shawn opened the door.
Shawn beamed at whoever was in the hallway before he closed the door behind him. Jack’s eyes went to the lube on the counter and he grabbed it quickly, pushing it into his back pocket before his arms linked behind himself. Shawn’s eyes went to Eric on the couch before he looked at Jack.
“Hey, guys.” Shawn said casually before looking at the floor and gave a weird look to Jack as he looked back up. Jack stressed for a moment that Shawn somehow knew and was disgusted.
“Why is there a knife and our jar of peanut butter on the ground?” Shawn asked, raising an eyebrow as he picked up each object. Jack let out a breath of relief before shrugging as he watched Shawn move to put it away.
“You know how messy Eric can get. I was just telling him he had to pick up.”
“Hey!” Eric protested from the couch. Jack looked over at him before having to look away so he didn’t get hard again. Eric’s hair was all messed up from where Jack had been tugging on it and it made him look hot. God damn it, Shawn. Why did he have to come home so early?
“—right, Jack?” Shawn’s calling of his name had Jack coming back to the scene in front of him instead of his own thoughts.
“Huh?” Jack questioned, his face burning with embarrassment when he realized he was too lost in thought about Eric to listen to his brother. Shawn gave him another weird look.
“I was telling Eric that we had the movie night planned for tonight. I was asking if he wanted to join and I said you wouldn’t mind.” Shawn repeated. Jack nodded quickly, shifting a little and having to stop from reacting to his—still—lube soaked cock rubbing against his boxers.
“Yeah, yeah. Anyone can join.” Jack glanced back at Eric when Shawn turned away and narrowed his eyes when Eric gave him a shit eating grin.
Jack and Eric weren’t left alone until a few hours later when Shawn announced he had to go to bed and then ventured into his bedroom after saying goodnight to his roommates.
The moment they were alone, the two men looked at each other for a split second before they were on one another again. Jack pressed Eric back into the couch and hovered over him, desperately pushing their mouths together as he got his quick fill of Eric again.
“I can’t believe you said my brother’s name during sex.” Jack mumbled as he started to kiss down Eric’s jaw and neck. Eric muffled a moan into his hand before squirming and gripping at Jack’s shirt.
“I heard his footsteps outside the door and then he said hey to the neighbor girl. I didn’t want him to walk in on us.” Eric said before pushing Jack back as he looked at him, his lip curled up.
“Wait, you thought I called you by your brother’s name and just didn’t say anything?” Eric teased. Jack flushed, rolling his eyes as he looked away and pulled back to sit up again, Eric following his motions.
“I wanted to hit you. Then I heard him and realized what was going on. Ruined my boner.” Jack mumbled the last part, but Eric lit up when he heard it.
“That should be our safe word!” Eric snapped his fingers and pointed at Jack. Jack looked at him, confused.
“Safe word?”
“Yeah,” Eric shrugged. “People who are into the kinky stuff use safe words. It’s like the word that’s a total boner killer. My friend Jason I told you about is all into that stuff.”
Jack was quiet as Eric laughed to himself and shook his head before he stood and made his way to the kitchen, mumbling about wanting a sandwich now.
Jack looked at the DVD menu on the TV for whatever movie that they had been watching. Jack wasn’t into it and was too distracted by Eric’s thigh touching him as Eric would grab him during different parts of the movie. Now, he was distracted as he got curious about having a safe word and what he and Eric could get up to in the future. Hmm. He wouldn’t mind getting kinky.
“So, I’m gonna eat this sandwich and then you’re gonna make love to me in our bed, right?” Eric asked nonchalantly as he took a big bite out of the sandwich he made. ”I had to fight a boner that whole movie, dude.”
Jack snorted and smiled as he looked down at his lap, shaking his head.
“Yes, Eric. I’ll do that.” Jack reassured as he stood to put everything away from their movie night.
“Good. I need it. You have no idea how much I loved that little distraction from today. Oh, that reminds me—“
As Eric rambled to him about his day and they made their way to bed again, Jack couldn’t help but think back to the idea of the safe word and what all went into being kinky.
He’d look it up later.