Jack and Callum
Chapter Twelve
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Chapter Twelve
"Bruv'," Ben whimpered as Jay's hands lowered to his bubble arse and kneaded and squeezed the hair dusted globes. This time Ben pulled Jay in to a harsh and rough kiss. Jay thrust his tongue within the mawing mouth against his own and the two men stroked and entangled with the other's tongue.
"I want you," Jay stated matter-of-factly. "I've always wanted you," he revealed. "Always been curious," he continued.
"Jay," Ben whimpered. "Jay, I want you too."
Their cocks meshed hotly between their flat stomachs. Jay pushed Ben toward the bedroom and he walked toward the bed he shared with Cal. Jay watched him intently as he walked to the bed and his cock dripped pre-cum, he watched Ben's bubble arse dimple with each step.
Ben rested back on the mattress on his back and watched hotly as Jay walked to him, stroking his hard cock. Ben instinctively spread his legs and lifted them exposing his tight pucker. Jay took Ben by the ankles and spread his legs further, resting the ankles upon his shoulders. He spit down in one palm and began to lube up Ben's tight hole which clamped down and tightened around the burrowing digit.
Jay drizzled a trail of pre-cum on the mattress as he stepped closer and pulled Ben toward him.
Ben watched Jay iintently, his own cock drizzling pre-cum down along the shaft to pool within his naval. "Bruv," Ben hoarsely murmured. "Fuck me," he continued. "Fuck me hard and deep," he begged.
Jay merely nodded and spit in his palm again to lube Ben up again before spitting on his cock and lubing himself up. Jay slowly began to thrust forward breaching the tight quim while Ben thrashed and turned his head from side to side upon the mattress.
Jay expelled a slow heavy breath over how tight and warm Ben really was. Clearly he'd barely been topped before. Clearly he'd only topped with Paul and Callum. This time, Jay vowed, he'd reduce Ben to a quivering mass begging for it.
Jay thrust harder and deeper. "That's it bruv'," Ben hissed. "That's the way," and Jay turned his face and licked one of Ben's feet.
"Fuck me!" Ben beseached, "Fuck me bruv'!"
Jay began to thrust and then withdraw from Ben's clenching rectum, iincreasing the rhythm, his balls soon slapping against Ben's arse. He pumped faster and deeper causing Ben to ball his fists before reaching up to grasp at the sides of the headboard.
Soon the bed was shaking as Jay drilled into Ben, digging his fingers into Ben's ankles. "Take it," Jay began to chant. "Take this big cock!" He sneared his features, "Take it bruv'!"
"That's it," Ben panted, "that's the way! Just like that! Harder! Harder," Ben squealed.
"Yeah!" Jay growled, my tight little arse!" He banged harder and deeper. "Mine!"
The bed shook, Ben whimpered, Jay grunted. Both men panted. Puffing out deep hard breaths. Jay was close. Ben's rock hard shaft stood straight up and pre-cum flowed down along the pulsing staff.
Ben's fingers pulled and twisted the headboard. Jack sucked Ben's toes. Both were so close.
Ben came first shooting ropes of cum toward the ceiling. It splattered down upon Ben's chest and stomach.
"Shoot it, bruv'!" Jay growled. "Shoot it baby!"
Jay's throat tightened and his own cock crossed the threshold spilling and flooding Ben's tightened rectum. The orgasm was the most intense Jay had ever experienced and it seeped from Ben's hole to roll in rivulets down along the slope of Ben's arse.
"Yeah bruv', yeah," Ben huffed.
Jay collapsed down upon Ben and the two resumed kissing roughly, breathing deeply. Both were reluctant to admit this had been the greatest orgasm both had experienced.
"Bruv'," Ben murmured between kisses, holding onto Jay tightly. "Bruv," Ben murmured, stroking Jay's back, "Bruv," and Ben closed his eyes in contentment.
As Callum dragged a keg from the Vic's cellar out into the thin alley behind the pub, he lamented the way Jack had almost recoiled from his every near touch while on duty. He now helped Linda with the kegs as promised, but pined for Jack. He bowed his head a moment in disappointment before trying to concentrate on the kegs rather than Jack.
He was so self absorbed that he was unaware when Jack briskly stepped down the alley toward him. "Callum," Jack murmured, nearly making the younger copper lose control of the keg he rolled at that moment.
"Jack," Callum gushed almost happily.
"What are you doing here?" he quiered his would-be lover.
"I," Jack looked at him sheepishly, "I had to see you."
"I wanted to see you too." Callum admitted.
Jack stepped closer while Callum straightened the keg and walked around it to be near Jack. Jack reached out to Callum and the younger copper gladly went into his arms. "Oh God," Jack groaned, "I'm so sorry I was a cold bastard to you earlier."
"Jack..." Callum tried to interject but the elder copper would have none of it.
"No Callum," he insisted and held Callum tightly against him. He looked at Callum intently and then caressed his features with one hand. "God," Jack groaned, "I've missed you so much and wanted to hold you like this all morning." he admitted.
"I...I...wanted that as well," he looked up into Jack's eyes.
"God babe," Jack said roughly before kissing Callum hotly-roughly-possessively.
They remained linked like that for several long minutes before Callum pulled away and looked about them fearfully. "Jack," Callum hissed, "what if some one sees?"
"Let them," he murmured roughly as he kissed along Callum's cheeks and throat.
If only, Callum thought, if only.....
"Callum," Linda called from inside the Vic and Jack quickly dropped his arms away and stepped back.
Linda stepped into the entryway to the alley and smiled, "Jack," she chided, "are the two of you doing deep undercover work," she innocently stated.
Callum flustered while Jack released a rich masculine laugh. "We get enough of that while on the job," he chided.
Linda smiled and then turned her attention back to Callum. "Will you be much longer Cal," she queried. "We need you upstairs." She looked at Jack, "Short staffed," she shrugged.
"I understand," Jack stated, "I'll see you later Callum and he turned and walked away. Callum sighed and watched him longingly.
Zack pulled on a fresh pair of boxers. He was in the process of slipping on a tight t-shirt when Martin rushed in.
"Mate," Zack began, "what are you doing here?"
"Shrimpie's watching the stall," Martin explained, "while I take a pisser." And with no modesty, Martin hauled out his cock right in front of Zack and let loose a steamy stream of yellow piss. It splashed into the water and Zack couldn't help but watch. It dawned on Sharon's brother that he'd taken Martin for granted. Now a new appreciation for his mate and Martin's thick cock slowly dawned. A vision of Martin dumping a load of cum within his eager mouth abruptly dawned on the muscle-mary.
"Mate," Zack offered up with a chuckle, how about a bit more discretion?"
"What?" Martin shook the last drops of piss from his cock only to grip it and wag it in front of Zack, "too tempting for you?"
They chuckled again like they'd always done but this time there was a palatable tension between them. Zack looked at the meaty cock with a bit too much interest, and Martin was quick on the draw, the reason dawning on him slowly.
"Zack?" he queried Zack.
"Martin," Zack replied tentatively.
Martin slowly up lifted the ends of his mouth into a cheshire grin. He wagged his cock again and it slowly engorged to hardness. "Go for it Zacky boy."
To be continued........