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"Long day today, eh?" Jason said, casually.
Eddie murmured in agreement, quickly glancing at the clock on the wall of their shared office. They had just finished reviewing the afternoon training session, where both the session itself and the review had taken longer than normal due to the trial of a new set-piece routine. It still needed some tweaking, however, so Eddie and Jason had stayed back to ensure they were able to implement the adjustments the next day. "You tired?" Eddie asked, closing the laptop in front of him before getting up from his seat.
"Nah, not really." Jason made his way to stand in front of Eddie, wrapping an arm around his waist to bring them closer. "I just thought..." His eyes fell pointedly to Eddie's mouth, and Eddie realized what he wanted.
Eddie had known Jason for so long, but all this was still new to him. Due to the nature of their working relationship, even after figuring out their feelings for each other went beyond friendship, their day-to-day routines had not changed much. It was only in rare moments like these, before anyone had arrived at the training grounds or after everyone had left, that they were able to explore this newfound connection between them.
It did help him unwind after long days like this one, that was for sure. Eddie relaxed instinctively into Jason's touch, feeling the warmth from his body, as their lips met. Jason's mouth moved against his hungrily, passionately, and Eddie responded in kind, bringing a hand up to Jason's neck in support. He had found out quite early on that Jason enjoyed that.
Jason separated from their kiss only to then nip gently at Eddie's neck, his breath hot on Eddie's skin. Eddie couldn't help his resulting moan, a jolt of electricity running through his body at the touch. Despite their current setting — their office, where they spent the majority of time working, was decidedly unsexy — he felt arousal beginning to stir deep within him. Eddie suddenly found himself thankful that their height difference was not too drastic as he rocked his crotch against Jason's own, searching for friction.
The contact sent the blood in Eddie's body rushing straight to his cock, causing him to swear inside his head, and Jason let out a shaky gasp against Eddie's neck. "Ed…" Jason mumbled. "Can I…" His hand moved between their bodies to the front of Eddie's trousers, hovering close but not yet touching.
They hadn't talked about this yet. With the majority of their time taken by discussions of tactical formations and training routines, there had been no time to discuss, much less experience, any type of sex between them. The closest they had come so far was a particularly handsy snog one afternoon that had promptly been interrupted by one of the physios knocking on their door. Eddie had been so out of it that he couldn't register a word the physio said, and he drove home still reeling until he finally reached his room, not even bothering to change out of his work clothes before touching himself to the memory of Jason's lips, his hands, his body.
This time, Eddie was sure there were no staff members around to cockblock them. "Go on," he murmured, swallowing his excitement at the thought of Jason's hands on him. His length twitched in his pants, and he wondered if Jason could feel it.
When Jason slowly began to lower himself to his knees, it took all of Eddie's self-restraint to not moan embarrassingly loudly. He had imagined different varieties of this in his head so many times, and now it was finally happening right in front of him. Eddie's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest, as Jason's fingers hooked into the waistband of his trousers, slowly pulling them down to reveal Eddie's cock now flushed with arousal.
Jason's touch was feather-light and soft on his stiffening length, and Eddie couldn't help the hiss of air that escaped his lips. Jason moved his hand up and down deftly, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout Eddie's body. If Eddie hadn't been fully hard before, he certainly was now, what with Jason's fingers moving so expertly on his cock.
After a few moments, Jason adjusted by slowly stroking the base of Eddie's cock, while his lips prepared to move to the tip. As soon as Jason's lips wrapped around of his cock, Eddie saw stars.
"Oh, God," Eddie moaned instantly. "Fuck, Jase..."
Jason used his tongue to swirl all around Eddie's tip, stimulating the frenulum. His tongue was inviting and warm, pressed flat against Eddie's skin, and Eddie felt like he was burning up inside. The sensation of Jason's tongue combined with the workings of his hand was almost overwhelming. Eddie could only place a tentative hand on the back of Jason's head in order to support himself.
Then, Jason began to bob his head up and down, and Eddie nearly swore again. The wetness of Jason's mouth wrapped around his cock like a tight embrace, where he just didn't want to let go. He wanted to etch this memory forever in his mind, the feeling of his cock in Jason's mouth.
Eddie wasn't going to last long, that was for sure. But he couldn't bring himself to care too much, lost in the sensation of Jason's mouth and hands. As Jason's tongue once again ran down the underside of Eddie's cock, he let out a particularly wanton moan, instinctively tightening his grip on Jason's head. "Feels so fucking good," he murmured.
Eddie's words seemed to spur Jason on further. Jason moved his hand away from the base of Eddie's cock, only to replace it with his lips as he took Eddie further down his throat. At the sight of his cock being enveloped wholly by Jason's mouth, Eddie nearly came right then and there. He could only tilt his head back in a futile attempt to stave off his impending orgasm.
Jason continued to work his mouth along Eddie's length, and Eddie's pleasure continued to mount. He could feel himself losing his grip on what self-restraint remained in him, his baser instincts threatening to take over in chasing his high. His fingers wove themselves into the curls of Jason's hair, holding himself in place.
"Just like that," Eddie moaned out as Jason once again brought his lips to the base of Eddie's length. "God, you're so..." His voice trailed off, unable to come up with any suitable adjectives in his current state.
In response, Jason moaned around Eddie's cock, sending reverberations throughout his body, and something within Eddie snapped. He bucked his hips up into Jason's mouth, desperately chasing his orgasm, which elicited a choking noise from the back of Jason's throat. It did nothing to deter Eddie, however, using his hand to hold Jason's head firmly in place as he thrusted deep into his mouth. He wanted nothing more than to finally reach his peak.
"Jason, I'm— oh, fuck—" Eddie gasped as his orgasm overcame him suddenly, euphoria crashing over him in waves. His hips jerked up instinctively with each burst of pleasure, and his fingers curled tightly into Jason's hair, clinging on for dear life as he lost himself in the raw sensations.
As Eddie began to come down from his high, he looked back down at Jason, whose face was flushed bright red, and his euphoria-induced emotions were quickly replaced by those of guilt and shame. He had let his instincts take over, and had barely given Jason so much as a warning before releasing in his mouth. It probably tasted awful, he thought ruefully.
"I'm sorry, Jase," Eddie said, voice soft. He gently released his grip on the back of Jason's head and moved his hand to instead support Jason's jaw, which was still unhinged in order to accommodate Eddie's cock. Next, Eddie pulled out of Jason's mouth slowly, leaving behind a string of fluid comprising both Jason's spit and Eddie's cum. "You alright?" he murmured, brushing the strand away with his thumb.
Jason blinked, as if only just aware that he could move again, and swallowed slowly. Eddie's heart lurched in equal parts guilt and desire at the thought of Jason having swallowed his cum. "Yeah, I'm... I'm alright," Jason finally managed, seemingly lost for words. "I'm... yeah."
"Jason," Eddie said, more firmly. "I need you to tell me how you feel. I could never forgive myself if I accidentally took advantage of you."
Jason cleared his throat this time before speaking. "No, you didn't take advantage of me. I just..." He stood up unsteadily to match Eddie's height, taking one of Eddie's hands in his own and guiding it towards his crotch area. Eddie tentatively dipped his hand into Jason's pants, only to be first met with an unmistakably sticky substance, the evidence of Jason's desire.
"Oh," Eddie said softly. Jason had come in his pants. Because of him, his mind helpfully supplied. Inappropriate thoughts began to race through his head, ones that would have gotten him instantly hard had he not already just came.
"...I liked what you did a lot," Jason confessed. "At first, I was already really hard just from blowing you. But then you started to take control, and I enjoyed it a lot, so..."
Jason's voice was reticent, almost embarrassed, and Eddie felt amusement mixed with relief bubble up within him. "Well, you were so good, I couldn't help it," Eddie replied. He removed his hand, now slightly sticky, from Jason's pants and gave him a light-hearted shove on the stomach. "How did you even learn to do that, anyway?"
Jason smiled bashfully. "I mean, I did practice a lot beforehand, I'm just happy it came off."
"You practiced?" Eddie repeated, stupefied. "Like, on a—" He made a jerking motion with his wrist, mimicking the outline of a dildo. Belatedly, he realized that his action could have referred to any number of objects, but Jason nodded regardless.
"I have one that I use, and I'd always imagine it was you," Jason said simply.
Eddie thought he was going to pass out.
"Jason..." Eddie's voice was low and full of desire when he spoke again. His cock, which had previously begun to soften, was already twitching back to life. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you'll forget that dildo ever existed."
It wasn't the most eloquent line Eddie had ever come up with in his life, but Jason visibly shivered nonetheless. Eddie pushed his lips against Jason's, forcing his mouth open with his tongue. Jason responded in kind, moaning into Eddie's mouth as they kissed lustfully, refractory periods all but forgotten.
"Did you swallow all my cum earlier?" Eddie asked, once they temporarily separated. It was not lost on him that his mouth most likely now had traces of his own cum that had been transferred to him, but he was also too turned on to be particularly grossed out.
"Went straight down my throat, I didn't even have time to taste it," Jason responded candidly. He brought a hand up to his throat as though to emphasize his point.
Eddie's stomach broiled with newfound arousal at Jason's words. The thought of having claimed Jason's throat and stomach was too much; he needed to touch him, to devour him. Eddie dipped his hand back into Jason's shorts to firmly grasp his cock, jerking him off with quick motions of his wrist. Jason let out a choked moan at the touch, resting his forehead on Eddie's free shoulder.
As Eddie worked his hand on Jason's length, he could feel him becoming firmer underneath his touch. Eddie smiled to himself, knowing that Jason was still as aroused as he was. His own cock was now back to full hardness, and Eddie wanted nothing more than to be inside Jason properly. Removing his hand from Jason's pants, Eddie reached around to give his ass a quick slap. "Turn around for me?"
Jason obliged, moving to position himself on a nearby chair, facing away from Eddie and holding onto the back for support. Eddie murmured approvingly at the sight, and his stomach churned with desire as he approached. He unceremoniously yanked on the waistband of Jason's shorts, revealing his bare ass, which caused Jason to let out a small sound that sounded somewhat like a yelp.
"You liked it when I was rough, yeah?" Eddie murmured.
No response, except for the sound of heavy breathing.
Eddie hit Jason's behind once more, harder this time, and Jason moaned upon impact. A thrill of exhilaration ran through Eddie's veins at the slight stinging in his hand that accompanied it. "Answer me."
"Mmm," came Jason's breathy response. "Yeah..."
"Good," Eddie remarked. He took the moment to explore Jason's flesh with his hands, grabbing at his ass cheeks, pulling them apart. The skin was smooth and surprisingly hairless underneath Eddie's fingertips.
"Do you shave your arse?" Eddie wondered aloud. Despite his arousal, he couldn't stop the playful tone from creeping into his voice, tongue poking out slightly from between his teeth.
"I mean— yeah, I did," Jason admitted. Eddie couldn't see Jason's face from this angle, but he could imagine he was flushed red. The thought spurred Eddie on as he ran one finger along the crack of Jason's ass, stopping just at his entrance.
"Got it all nice and ready for me," he remarked, circling the area slowly with his fingertip. Beneath him, he could feel Jason shudder, and Eddie's length twitched in anticipation.
Eddie gathered some saliva in his mouth and spit crudely into his free hand. Since he didn't have proper lubrication readily available, this would have to do. He then wet the tip of his index finger before returning to probe Jason's entrance. With some difficulty, Eddie's finger finally breached Jason's entrance, pushing inside slowly.
At the intrusion, Jason let out a soft groan, although Eddie could not quite tell whether it was from pleasure, pain, or perhaps a mix of the two. Jason's walls were tight around his finger, the speed of insertion slow and restricted by friction. "Jase," Eddie said, his rationality momentarily winning out. "I know what you said earlier, but I still want you to tell me if it's too much."
Eddie watched as Jason shook his head from where he was bent over. "I'm fine for now," Jason insisted. "But... I'll tell you."
Satisfied, Eddie continued to move his finger inside Jason, reaching and exploring. His fingers were admittedly not the longest, yet Eddie wanted to push even deeper. He pushed his middle finger alongside his first into Jason's entrance, stretching him further and resulting in an even louder moan. The way Jason took Eddie's fingers was tantalizing, his knuckles disappearing inside with each movement to stimulate Jason's inner walls.
"You like my fingers inside you?" Eddie curled them momentarily to stroke at a particular spot inside Jason, who could only let out another wanton moan in response. "Yeah, I know you do."
Although friction still dragged on Eddie's every movement, he could feel Jason gradually loosening up around his fingers, allowing for more room for Eddie to stretch Jason open. Jason's breathing was punctuated with little moans every time Eddie shifted his fingers inside him, each noise sending more signals of arousal to Eddie's brain. His cock had been standing at attention for some time now, desperate for stimulation, desperate to find its way inside Jason.
Finally deeming his preparation to be enough — and mostly because he could not hold himself back any longer — Eddie removed his fingers from Jason's hole. He spat once more into the palm of his hand before spreading the fluid evenly on his erect cock. He then stroked himself in preparation a few times while adjusting his position so that his hips were closer to Jason's. Looking down at the tip of his cock resting between Jason's ass cheeks, Eddie drew in a shaky breath to compose himself.
Eddie's left hand pulled away Jason's flesh to better expose his entrance, while his right hand remained positioned at the bottom of his cock in support. He moved his hips forward, his tip pressing against Jason's entrance, until with enough force, he finally managed to slip inside.
"Oh, fuck," Eddie immediately hissed through gritted teeth. The tip of his dick felt like it was being hydraulic pressed, Jason's walls exerting hot pressure around him. It was unbelievably tight, despite their preparation, and difficult to move due to the friction. And yet Eddie's body was on fire, desire burning through his veins as he pushed deeper and deeper inside Jason.
He had imagined this, too. Imagined the feeling of entering Jason, his walls around his cock. Imagined the sounds Jason might make as Eddie wrecked him and made him beg for mercy. But none of those fantasies compared to what Eddie was experiencing right now, in front of his eyes and underneath his fingertips. He moved his hands to Jason's thighs in order to better support himself, his knees feeling weak and shaky.
Then, Eddie began to move.
Loud moans spilled from Jason's mouth as Eddie began to thrust his hips with as much force and speed as he could muster. Pushing in and out, Eddie's cock continuously scraped against Jason's inner walls, each movement causing another brick of Eddie's composure to come crumbling down. "God, Jase—" he panted.
Jason's response was akin to a whine, high-pitched and wanting. It shot straight through to Eddie's core, sending his mind into overdrive and causing his hips to momentarily falter in their rhythm. He dug his fingers deep into Jason's skin, anchoring him physically amidst the fog of arousal that was taking over his mind. Offhandedly, Eddie wondered if any of his actions would leave lingering marks on Jason's body. He found himself hoping so, and he delivered another forceful thrust inside Jason, as if to hammer home his idea.
"Jase..." Eddie tried again between thrusts. His breathing was laborious from exertion and desire, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. Not when Jason was wrapped so tightly, perfectly, around his dick. "Tell me... how much you want it."
"Ed," Jason moaned back, and Eddie felt his cock physically twitch inside Jason. "Please... I need it." His voice nearly broke, wavering and unsteady. "I need more, Ed, please—"
Eddie barely managed to pull out in time before his orgasm overcame him. Pleasure wracked through his body in short bursts, hips jerking involuntarily as he spilled himself all over Jason's backside with a gasp. But he didn't want to be done just yet. He wanted to see Jason writhing beneath him, because of him, as he came. Bringing a hand to support his cock once again, Eddie quickly pushed back inside Jason, resuming his rapid thrusts. He then reached around to take hold of Jason's own length, stroking it as best he could in order to bring Jason to orgasm.
It was hardly a moment later that Jason cried out, as if Eddie's touch was the catalyst he had needed to finally come. His loud moans filled the air, a stark contrast to his first orgasm, as his cock pulsed in Eddie's hand with each spurt of release. Finally, Jason collapsed his weight onto the back of the chair, and Eddie lurched forward with him, both panting heavily and trying to catch their breath.
A sense of satisfaction began to grow within Eddie, being able to feel and see and hear the evidence of Jason's pleasure. The fog of arousal had made way for a hazy euphoric sensation, and Eddie ran his hands leisurely along Jason's muscled back before pulling out once more. Some of Eddie's own cum had managed to get on his length as well, likely from when he had pushed back inside Jason immediately after orgasm.
As Eddie drew back, the situation seemed to finally hit him. He and Jason had had sex for the first time, right here in their office. They had both come twice, which Eddie hadn't managed since he was a teenager. And it had felt fucking amazing.
"Cor," Eddie could only muster in response.
Jason, too, had peeled himself off the chair. He stood up, turning to approach Eddie, yet his steps faltered and he winced in what seemed like pain.
"Shit," Eddie murmured immediately, ever attentive. "Was I too rough on you?"
Jason shook his head, taking Eddie's hands in his own as if to reassure him. "I already told you," he said, his voice slightly hoarse from overuse. "I liked it, I would have told you if it was too much. And I liked it even more because you liked it too. Didn't you?"
Eddie recalled his earlier desire to leave marks on Jason, how it had felt to conquer him physically with his powerful thrusts. "I did, yeah," he admitted.
"Well, there we go," Jason said.
Eddie murmured in acknowledgment. He had always known his own desires ran dominant; he liked to be in control and in charge, but he also recognized that they were inherently selfish desires (as most desires were, he supposed). But since Jason seemed to be accepting, and perhaps even matching his dominant tendencies with more submissive ones, then Eddie supposed it might all work out.
"Want to go shower?" Eddie offered. "We can talk more about it once we've cleaned up. Feels like we've just done a whole workout."
At that, Jason laughed, smiling brightly, and Eddie's heart jumped with affection at the sight. "'Cause we basically have."