Spark by Posy Roberts

and lose control.
    Hugo pulled a finger to his mouth and wet it before heading back under Kevin’s underwear. He slipped between Kevin’s ass cheeks and found the tight pucker he remembered Kevin being so greedy with.
    Kevin gasped, his neck thrown back. “Yes! So long, so long,” he said in a desperate voice as Hugo pressed his way into Kevin’s willing body. Hugo circled around, helping Kevin open so he could push deeper.
    Kevin pulled up to his knees, shoving his underwear messily over his hips and down his thighs, kicking them off in haste before he drew Hugo’s wet finger into his own mouth and sucked, covering it with more saliva. He straddled Hugo’s hips, directing that wet finger between his legs, under his balls, and back to his ass.
    Hugo’s eyes widened as he saw how desperate Kevin was to be touched like this, so he took over, fingering Kevin, touching his prostate, stroking over it. Hugo lost himself watching Kevin, easily enraptured by his reactions. He wrapped his other hand around Kevin’s thick, uncut cock, pushing the foreskin back so he could see the pink head all glistening wet.
    Nothing could have prepared Hugo for what he felt as he saw Kevin coming undone above him. He still burned for this man all these years later. How? He didn’t know, but he knew passion when he saw and felt it.
    Kevin’s eyes were blazing beneath his heavy lids, which he seemed barely able to keep open. Noises, unbidden and primal, were released loudly into the room, echoing off the high ceiling as Kevin thrust into the circle of Hugo’s palm and back against the finger in his ass, riding hard and fast.
    Very carefully, Hugo slipped his body farther down between Kevin’s thighs so he could draw the pink mushroom head between his lips. He sucked gently, tonguing around the ridge as he kept looking into Kevin’s gray eyes. He pulled Kevin’s foreskin back over the head and slipped his tongue in the pocket, licking all around.
    Stuttering movements of Kevin’s hips informed Hugo he was close, so he plunged another finger into Kevin, continued to stroke his shaft, and watched as Kevin’s eyes clamped tightly shut. Warm wetness covered Hugo’s lips and chin and cheeks as he milked every drop from Kevin’s body.
    He was a mess.
    And it was fucking perfect.
     
     
    I T DIDN ’ T seem to take long for Kevin to come back from his boneless, blissed-out state to notice how hard Hugo was beneath him. The sound of fireworks going off outside may have prompted consciousness a bit quicker than if it had been quiet, but that didn’t matter. Hugo was glad to have Kevin back in the moment. Kevin leaned back and reached for Hugo’s firm cock, giving it a gentle stroke when he got to it, and then quickly propelled himself toward the bedside drawer, urging Hugo to get his underwear off.
    “Will you fuck me, Hugh?” Kevin asked with lube and a condom in his hand.
    Hugo was surprised but silently assented with a slow nod from the pillow he was propped against.
    Kevin made quick work of sheathing Hugo and using the covered head of Hugo’s cock to spread the slick lube where he needed it, his eyes drifting shut in what had to be pleasure. And then the glorious feel of Kevin surrounding Hugo came as he eased down and started to slide.
    Hugo was rarely a passive top, but for the moment, he was content to watch Kevin fill himself in the way he wanted. It was a slow process, but soon Hugo was trapped in warmth.
    Even though they had only gone this far a handful of times in high school—sticking with blow jobs because a mouth was always ready—Kevin had always enjoyed being penetrated. Hugo loved that.
    Hugo’s hips responded to his thoughts, and he thrust up hard, upsetting Kevin’s precarious balance and causing him to tumble forward, so he had to catch himself with strong fingers splayed on Hugo’s chest.
    “Hold on, ’cause I may just fuck you through the ceiling at this rate,” Hugo said, only laughing after he realized