Free Another Believer by Stephanie Vaughan

breath. When Jonah opened them again, they were smokier than ever. “Show me your dick.”
    Responding automatically, David pulled his briefs down and to one side, his erect cock springing eagerly toward Jonah.
    “Nice.”
    The weird part was, David actually believed him. In that moment, with Jonah gazing at him so intently, he was happy to show off his body because everything he saw on Jonah’s face told him that Jonah meant what he said.
    So he wrapped the fingers of one hand around his erection and pumped it a little bit, enjoying the sharp intake of breath from Jonah that resulted.
    “Oh, sweet.” Jonah’s tongue darted out, swept quickly across his lips, wetting them, then retreated. “Come closer.”
    Oh, yeah.
    The heated gaze directed steadily at his dick had David rising to his knees, angling closer until he had to hang onto the bed’s backrest to balance himself. Just the thought of that hot mouth swallowing him down again was--
    “Closer. Just--yeah, like that.”
    Close enough now that Jonah put his hand over David’s, where it still clutched at his dick, and directed it to Jonah’s mouth. That magic combination of lips and tongue caressed him again, rubbing around the head, now slippery with pre-come and Jonah’s saliva.
    Heat and warmth enveloped him for the second time that day and, holy crap, that was amazing. Big hands gripped his ass, first pulling him closer, then pushing him away. Working him down, moving him back and forth like a… like a…
    He couldn’t think while Jonah was doing that to him, sucking him hard, then backing off and using that tongue to play with David’s cock. Flicking around the head, teasing at his hole, all the time squeezing David’s ass and controlling his every move.
    Sweet and oh, so hot, it spun David’s head to see his dick disappearing into that mouth, the visual more perfect than any fantasy he’d ever jerked off to. He gave up trying to hold a thought, much less analyze or commit to memory. Jonah was working him and David let go, gave himself up to the intense pleasure of being taken.
    Losing himself in how good it all felt, David’s head fell back and that tingle, that unmistakable urgency, began to take over as David chased his orgasm. He pushed at Jonah’s mouth, but Jonah had a firm grip on him and pulled him back.
    “Wait. David, wait.” Holding David firmly by the hips, Jonah licked his lips and panted, catching his breath.
    “But--” Don’t whine, idiot. He might stop completely.
    “I know, I could do that all day. But I really want to be inside you when you come. Can I fuck you?”
    “Of course you may.” It came out stilted and stupidly formal to David’s ears, but it was undeniably sincere. He’d unquestionably be Jonah Simpson’s fuck toy if that was what was being offered.
    “Oh, sweet.” Jonah let go of David’s hips and unsnapped his own shorts, urging David upward for a moment so that he could wriggle out of them.
    Shorts.
    Of course!
    Excellent idea!
    David scrambled quickly off the bed and shed his own, climbing back up before either one of them could change his mind. As he was doing it, Jonah was fishing in the pocket of his shorts and came up with a condom and a little packet of what David hoped was lube of some sort.
    Jonah smiled crookedly and handed the condom to David. “Put it on me?”
    Not trusting himself to speak and not say something stupid, David only nodded and took the proffered packet. He was tearing it open with his teeth when he caught an appraising look from Jonah, skimming up and down his body as Jonah fingered the clear gel he’d squirted onto the palm of one hand.
    David was too far gone to do much analyzing, especially when Jonah leaned over and took his mouth in an urgent kiss, all tongue and teeth and hot suction. He got lost in the kiss—at how natural and right it seemed. How could he have lived this long without Jonah to kiss him, hold him, fuck him?
    “Sorry. I can’t help it. You’re just