Simple Things(24)

"I want you to fuck me."

Jeremy crawled up Carter's body, still slowly jerking Carter off. "You  sure? You can fuck me again." They had done it a couple more times since  the first time, but mostly had stuck to oral.

"Yes." Carter meant it. To his toes. He wanted this to happen with  Jeremy. He trusted Jeremy with his first time doing this. "I want you to  be my first. Is that okay?" He wanted his cards out there about this.  Jeremy should know what Carter was asking. Jeremy didn't have to love  him in the morning, but tonight he had to know this meant something to  Carter.

Jeremy looked at him, studying him carefully. "Okay," he replied. The  gentle word was almost hard to hear. Carter surged up, taking Jeremy's  mouth before Jeremy could get uncomfortable or before he could say  something cocky. He wanted that reverent okay forever, even if it made  him a huge sap.



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Jeremy's mind was spinning. Surprisingly, not from the joint he smoked  before they had come out a few hours back. No, his high was pretty much  long gone. The artificial one, anyways. This high was all natural.  Adrenaline and nerves and some other feeling he couldn't place his  finger on. It scared the shit out of him, the way Carter had looked at  him when Carter asked him to be his first. Jeremy had never been  anyone's first, and couldn't honestly remember his own first.

He truly thought it was corny as hell when guys made big deals about  their first times. But something about knowing Carter was trusting him  with this, that Carter wanted Jeremy to be this for him. He wanted to  think it was just a needs must situation or Carter wanting to be with a  guy that he knew wouldn't splash it on some blog tomorrow or hurt him  tonight.

No way, though. Not with that steady, sure gaze. Carter had been  confident, his chin doing that cute thing it did when he was asking for  something that made him feel vulnerable. And that Jeremy knew Carter  that well should make him not do this. But God forgive him, he wanted  this. He wanted to remember a first time with something, with someone,  he was proud of.

"I have a condom and lube in my truck."

"Well, go get ‘em," Carter said. The duh hung in the air and made Jeremy  laugh louder than necessary. The levity was nice. Being around Carter  and his sister all night, and harboring this weird feeling toward  Carter, was making him sickeningly sentimental and the moment was a  little too serious for him.

Not that he wanted to take this too lightly. He did respect what this  meant for Carter, and honestly, for himself. This was... a thing. But  sex was supposed to be fun. Hell, it had been too fun with Carter. He  was fucking addicted to the red headed bastard. He was growing less and  less excited about going back to Austin. He was dying to record, but  damn if he wanted to go back to his lonely little apartment.

He jumped up. "Get naked. I wanna see that pale ass when I get back." He  started stripping his own clothes off. "Damn it's cold." That didn't  stop his hard cock from bobbing up and down, rigid and ready to fucking  ride. He stumbled over his jeans as he made his way back to Carter with  the condoms and lube.

Carter laughed when Jeremy fumbled onto the sleeping bag, kicking his pants off. "Don't break anything," Carter said.

Jeremy glared at Carter playfully and rolled on top of him, pressing  tight as he slotted their dicks together. He rolled his hips, making  Carter groan. "That's enough of your cheek, firecrotch."

Carter squawked indignantly, but Jeremy swallowed his response as he  licked into his mouth. Carter mumbled, "Fuck," against Jeremy's lips as  Jeremy emptied lube into his hands and took their cocks in his fist,  lining them up back to back, then stroking them slowly.

Carter's eyes were closed, head tossed back. Jeremy couldn't stop himself from licking a circle around Carter's adam's apple.

Moaning, Carter asked, "Why does that feel so good?"

"Because it's me, of course," Jeremy bragged. Carter rolled his eyes and  reached up, gripping Jeremy's hair tightly in his fist, and pulled him  down for a rough, take-no-prisoners kiss that had Jeremy's body  stuttering, almost busting his nut right there.

"Jesus. Fuck, Carter, you are trying to kill me." He moved around until  Carter's legs were open wide, and slid his fingers down to Carter's  hole. "We've played down here. You know how to relax?" He knew Carter  said he'd played with toys, and they had involved fingers a couple  times, so he was mostly talking Carter through the prep. Carter's sexy,  prominent adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, then nodded.                       
       
           



       

Jeremy kissed Carter's sexy, stubbled chin and slid the tip of one  finger inside his ass. Carter hissed. Jeremy checked, and the blissed  out expression said this was good. Jeremy slid his finger in that hot,  warm hole and twisted it. Carter moaned. Pulling out, he added a second  finger, pushing slowly to the hilt. "You want me in there? Want my cock  deep inside your hole?"

"Fuck yes."

"You're so tight. Your little virgin ass is gonna feel so good around me."

Jeremy's cock gave a jerk, agreeing with his words even as Carter chanted, "Yes, Yes. Want it."

He fucked Carter with his fingers for a moment, making sure to get it nice and lubed up inside, and letting Carter get loose.

When he thought neither of them could stand it anymore, he pulled them  out slowly. "Roll on your side." Carter did as instructed. Jeremy curled  around Carter's back. "This is going to be easiest for you your first  time."

"Please," was all Carter got out. He turned his face and Jeremy leaned  up to kiss him. It was a closed mouth, sweet kiss that made Jeremy's  breathing hitch. He laid back and rolled on the condom, stroking a huge  handful of lube over himself. He could hear the gentle sound of skin  rubbing as Carter jerked off, facing away from him.

Jeremy took in the sight of Carter's strong back and well-rounded ass in  the firelight. He felt Carter's earlier words down to his knees. I  need.

He rolled to his side and patted Carter's leg. "Hold it up." Carter  complied and Jeremy rubbed his cock between Carter's air cooled cheeks,  down into the crack until his cockhead was nudging against Carter's  hole. "Take a breath," he whispered in Carter's ear. When Carter did,  Jeremy pushed in gently, just the head.

Carter's hole clamped, gripping him so tight he grit his teeth. Carter moaned. "Yes, that's it, Carter."

"Fuck, you're so big. And warm."

"Gonna take it all?" Jeremy asked, wrapping an arm around Carter's chest  and kissing his shoulder. Carter moaned, his clenching hole loosening a  bit, and Jeremy's cock slid slowly on in to the hilt. They both let out  shuddering breaths when Jeremy was pressed balls deep into Carter's  body.

"Oh. Oh, Jeremy," Carter cooed. And never had Jeremy's name sounded so  fucking right on someone's lips. The grip of Carter's hot body was so  fucking intense. All of Jeremy's senses were zoomed in right there where  they were joined.

"Goddamn, Carter." Jeremy held Carter, back to chest tightly, both of  them breathing hard. Carter's ass clenched and released, clenched and  released, trying to get used to Jeremy's girth. He could feel Carter's  heart beating so hard, thumping even in his back against Jeremy's chest.  He kissed Carter's nape, leaving his lips there, mouthing words he  didn't understand himself.

The breeze blew and horses whickered in the background. A car passed on a  road far away and the fire popped. The only other sound was Jeremy's  heart pounding in his ears and Carter's sweet begging for him to move,  to fuck him.

Jeremy wanted to remember every second, every feeling.

"I'm gonna move now."

"Please."

So he did. He pulled his hips back, then pushed back into the almost  too-tight home inside Carter's body. Slowly but surely, he built up a  rhythm, while helping Carter hold up his leg. He leaned back a bit to  get a nice view of his cock disappearing inside Carter, then pulling  back out. "Oh fuck, we look so good together, babe."

"Feels so fucking good. So glad it's you," Carter said. His voice was  fucked out, Jeremy didn't think he meant the words as deeply as they  sounded.

He started fucking in earnest, slinging his hips. Their skin was  slapping together. Carter's ass got tighter and tighter on him. "You  gonna cum for me? Gonna squeeze my cock and make me cum?"

"Yes, fuck yes, Jem."

The little nickname sent another thrill, one that went in every  direction inside his body like a ping pong ball bouncing all around.

"Fuck, give it to me," Carter said, pushing his ass back against  Jeremy's thrusts. The pounding of Jeremy's hips made Carter's thick  cheeks bounce and that made Jeremy's eyes roll into the back of his  head, his cock starting to get that tell-tale itching tingle in the  crown of his cockhead.