Jumping In by Cardeno C.

reached for his belt buckle. “Let’s take care of you.” Within seconds, he had the front of Hawk’s pants open and his long, rigid shaft fished out of his underwear. “Damn, this is nice.” He curled his fingers around the smooth, hot skin and stroked. “So nice.” He swiped his thumb over the damp glans and kept a steady pace. “Want to feel this inside me later.”
    “You like bottoming?” Hawk asked as he moved his hips forward and back, humping into Clint’s fist.
    “I love sex.” Clint twisted his wrist and tightened his hold on Hawk’s dick. “Every which way, man.” He leaned up and dragged his tongue from the bottom of Hawk’s chin up to his lips. “Fuckin’ crave it.”
    “Aw, hell,” Hawk groaned. “You’re so sexy.”
    “After you fuck me, I’m going to do you.” Clint moved his mouth to Hawk’s ear. “I hope you like having your ass eaten, because I’m going to feast on you, Hawk.”
    “Now. Now. Now,” Hawk said, his voice desperate. “Yes!” He cupped Clint’s cheeks, and gazed into his eyes as hot seed shot from his dick and fountained over Clint’s fingers. “Clint,” he whispered reverently as he brushed his lips over Clint’s in a gentle kiss. “I knew it’d be amazing with you.” He buried his face in Clint’s neck and licked at his sweat-slick skin. “I knew.”
    “Lucky guess,” Clint responded as he turned and caught Hawk’s lips with his own.
    “Call it what you want.” Hawk chuckled and returned Clint’s kiss. “We’re good together.”
    “You want to be good together in that big bathtub you were bragging about during the house tour? If my eyeball measurements were right, there’s enough space to fit us both.”
    “So that’s what you were thinking about when I was proudly showing you my home?” Hawk asked, his blue eyes twinkling.
    “I had the hard-on from hell and you refused to do anything to help me with it until I could pass a roadside sobriety test! What did you expect me to do? Focus on your color scheme?”
    “With what you drank at that party, you couldn’t pass a field test now. I just wanted you sober enough to avoid morning-after regrets.”
    “The only regrets I’m going to have are not following through on the ideas I had during the tour.” Clint circled his arms around Hawk’s waist and smiled up at him, enjoying the lighthearted conversation in the wake of their passionate encounter.
    “Well then we’ll definitely add shower sex to tonight’s agenda,” Hawk promised.
    “My ideas expanded beyond the shower.”
    “Oh?” Hawk arched his eyebrows. “Care to fill me in?”
    “Eventually.” Clint slipped out from under Hawk’s arm and walked to the adjoining bathroom, making sure to put an extra sway in his step. He wasn’t used to flirting, didn’t know if he was any good at it, but he was having a hell of a time playing. “For now, you can be satisfied knowing I have plans for you on every surface and in every room of this house.”
    Behind him, Hawk groaned.
    Maybe he wasn’t too bad at flirting. Clint grinned and looked at Hawk over his shoulder.
    “You said you could keep up with me, right?”
    “Count on it,” Hawk growled. He caught up to Clint in two steps and yanked him back against his still-suited body. “I have everything you need.” He pinched Clint’s nipple with one hand and caressed his balls with the other. “I’ll keep you blissed out every day, baby.”
    His sated cock valiantly trying to fill again, Clint whispered, “I don’t doubt it.” He turned around and began undressing Hawk. “You’re gorgeous.” He thought about everything Hawk had said to him that night. “A little intense, but gorgeous.”
    “I can be laid back about a lot of things, but if you mean how I feel about you, I’m a lot intense.” Hawk waited until Clint met his gaze. “I love you.”
    Reflexively, Clint looked away. “I don’t understand how you can just say things like that.”
    Most people he knew,