Handyman (#1) Read Online Claire Thompson

Categories Genre: Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Handyman Series by Claire Thompson
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
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But that was ancient history, or so it seemed. Will wasn’t the same person and Jack was hardly some guy he’d picked up in a bar. He watched Jack a moment, noting the still hard cock warring with the uncertainty in his eyes. “We don’t have to,” Will said softly. “Maybe it’s too soon…”

Jack slowly shook his head. “No. I want it. I’m just scared I’ll hurt you.” He knelt up behind Will and Will closed his eyes, eager to feel Jack’s hard cock press against him. Instead, to his surprise, he felt Jack’s fingertip circling the rim of his asshole, gliding easily against the lubricant.

“It’s so tiny, so tight,” Jack whispered. The finger pressed gently, slipping past the entrance. Will gasped with pleasure, lifting his hand to his cock to ease the ache there. He tightened his sphincter muscle around Jack’s thick finger, trying to suck it in farther. Jack complied, easing his finger farther into the hot grip of Will’s ass.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, no, not at all. It feels wonderful.” Will waggled his ass, pressing back against the invading digit. He felt a second finger joining the first, stretching him, and he moaned. “Yes. Don’t stop. Yes…” Will massaged his cock, his nerves zinging, ricocheting from his ass to his nipples to his cock and balls with each twirl of Jack’s fingers.

He twisted back toward Jack. “Kiss me,” he demanded.

Jack complied, leaning up over his back until their lips met. He pressed deeper, his fingers now buried in Will’s ass as he bit Will’s lips and pushed his tongue into his mouth. Jack was panting, clearly aroused by what he was doing.

“Fuck me,” Will urged breathlessly. He was dying for Jack’s cock, desperate for it. He was never one to beg, not Will Spencer. He rarely lost his cool, even when the sex was hot. But this was different. He honestly felt if Jack didn’t fuck him, and soon, he would die. Never in his life had he wanted something, wanted someone, so much.

“Please,” he begged. “I need you.”

Jack’s fingers were withdrawn. He knelt back on his haunches, his cock in his hand. Their eyes locked as Jack leaned forward, guiding his shaft toward Will’s nether hole. When the head touched the entrance, Will shivered. He turned to face forward, resting his forehead on the cool sheets, his ass lifted high and lewdly spread for his lover’s invasion.

Jack seemed to hesitate, teasing Will with the head of his cock, which he touched to Will’s entrance before pulling back. “Please,” Will entreated. “I want you so bad. Please fuck me, Jack. Please.”

Jack leaned into him again, the bulbous head of his cock pressing into Will’s ass. There was the initial twist of pain, lasting only a second or two, and then…ah…yes… “Jack,” Will breathed, pressing back against the invading shaft. He gripped his cock again in one hand, keeping his balance with his forehead and one elbow against the mattress.

Jack was silent for several seconds, holding his position, only the head of his cock nestled in Will’s ass. Will tried to remain still, to give him a chance to get used to what he was doing. He failed, fidgeting and wriggling in his effort to impale himself farther on Jack’s iron shaft. He nearly whimpered with frustration.

Jack seemed to come alive suddenly, easing deeper into the passage. “God, it’s so tight. It feels incredible.” He moved forward, gripping Will’s hips with his hands as he guided himself farther inside. He groaned and Will answered with a moan of his own.

Leaning hard into him, he slid deep inside Will, his balls slapping Will’s ass as he thrust forward. He was breathing fast, his thick cock completely filling Will, leaving him breathless and gasping with each swivel.

He wanted to ask Jack if he was sure this was his first time. His movements were so deft, so seemingly calculated to draw every ounce of pleasure from Will’s body. But he couldn’t form the words. The pleasure was so acute Will had literally lost the capacity for speech. He could only make a series of grunting sounds in time to Jack’s thrusts.

He spit on his hand and returned it to his cock, stroking and pulling as Jack moaned and thrust behind him. Will clenched his ass cheeks, milking Jack’s cock with his anal muscles. Jack gasped. “Will, what are you doing to me? Oh God, it’s so good. It’s so fucking good.” Jack began to tremble, his cock pummeling Will’s ass in a frenzy. His fingers were digging into Will’s hips as he thrust hard against him, nearly sending him sprawling.

“Will. Will…I can’t… I’m going to…oh…” All at once his body grew rigid, except for the tremor in his loins. He gripped Will hard with his strong fingers, so hard it hurt, momentarily distracting Will from his pleasure. Jack’s grip loosened as he jerked and shuddered against him. Will could feel him ejaculating deep inside him. The realization thrilled him, giving him just the push he needed to climax. With a cry, he let himself go, coming into his hand as he called Jack’s name.


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