Recipe For Love (5 page)

Jack nibbled his bottom lip, licked the corner of his lips.

"God, you're something else." He ran his hands along Jack's arms, then wrapped them around the man's head.

"You're a firecracker. How have I never met you before?"

"I keep strange hours compared to most." He was getting up as a lot of partiers were just going to bed.

"Uh-huh. I get that." He got another kiss, then another.

Moaning, he ran his hands up and down Jack's back, loving the feeling of skin beneath his fingers. Jack was lightly muscled, strong, lean, warm under his hands. Sexy as all get out.

"More," he demanded.

"Bossy." Jack chuckled, then the man took his mouth like he meant it.

Dan decided getting kissed was better than replying and just went with it, digging his heels in as he humped up against Jack. Jack hummed and groaned, hips meeting each fucking motion. He found Jack's ass with his hands and squeezed it.

"Yeah." Jack spread a little wider and started rocking down against him.

"You're a sexy one, aren't you?"

"Nice to hear that."

He was getting the feeling someone's ego needed stroking. "It's the truth, man." He squeezed Jack's ass.

"You a pitcher or a catcher?"

"Yes, please."

"Oh, good. Me, too." Jack rocked back, rubbed along his cock.

He half laughed, half moaned, bucking, wanting more contact. His prick slid all along Jack's crack, the hot skin holding him tight. "Oh, fuck, man. You gonna let me have your ass?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I could handle that."

"You got stuff?" Because he so hadn't been expecting to get laid when he'd left the house this morning.

"Somewhere... I have a rubber in my wallet."

"Then go get it, man."

Jack snorted and sat up, snatching his jeans and digging around. Dan kept touching, Jack's thigh, his cock, his belly. Shit, he felt nice.

Jack handed over the condoms, then found the lube.

"Thank God." He ripped one of the condoms off the row, set it on his belly. "You gonna prep yourself?"

"You like to watch?" The top popped off the lube.

"I do." His dick twitched, his balls aching a little.

Jack got his fingers slicked up and rubbed them over that tiny, puckered hole.

"Damn. Oh, damn. That's hot."

Jack wasn't shy, either. The man spread, let him touch without the slightest hesitation, so Dan slid his fingers across the now slick little hole, then cupped Jack's balls.

That made those lean thighs spread farther, and Jack nodded. "Good."

"Yeah. You're something else. Come on, get those fingers in. I want you."

Jack chuckled and starting fucking himself, and fuck, that was hot. Dan added one of his fingers to the mix and Jack shivered. The man's ass gripped his finger, hot and tight.

"Yeah. Fucking want you."

"Good. It's mutual. Don't stop,"

"I won't." He gloved up, stroked his cock. "Come on over here. I've got something for you."

Jack moved back, kneeling in front of him, offering him that tight ass.

"Fuck, yes. Oh, yes." He rubbed his cock along the slick crack.

"Feel you. Damn, you're hot."

"Gonna be even hotter in a second."

Jack laughed and pushed back against him, nudging his cock. Groaning, he pushed up with his hips, wanting in, and the tip of his prick thrust in, the tight-tight hole scraping against him.

"Oh, fuck. Jack." He moaned and pushed up harder, trying to get deeper.

"Yeah. Yeah..." Jack's muscles bunched as he humped back, taking more.

Dan wrapped his hands around Jack's waist, holding on. He didn't try to force Jack down faster, he just needed to touch.

"Yeah." They found a rhythm, a slow, easy rock, his cock sinking in so slowly.

"Going to kill me." It was so fucking good.

"No way. Too good."

He laughed, the sound kind of tearing from him along the back end of a groan. It seemed to take forever for him to sink all the way in, feel Jack all around him. He opened and closed his hands on Jack's waist. "Fuck. You're tight. Hot." It was fucking awesome.

"Uh-huh. You fit. Take me."

He thrust with a little more force, groaning as his prick went deep. He loved how Jack's thighs rested against his, how their skin rubbed together. His thumbs drew circles on Jack's skin, and Jack moaned low in response. This man was under his fucking skin already.

He found Jack's cock with one of his hands, wrapping around it and tugging. Oh, fuck yeah. He felt that all around his cock. Jack's sweet ass went crazy, rippling and tugging his prick.

"Yes. Oh, fuck. Jack. Jack." He humped up harder and harder, faster, going out of his mind.

Jack's ass met every single thrust, grinding back at him.

He met the man's eyes in the mirror over the dresser and grinned, feeling how wild it was, how good, knowing it showed. Jack's smile answered him.

"Sweet ass," he managed to get out.

"Uh-huh. Don't stop." Jack winked at him.

He laughed. "Got it--no stopping."

That suited him down to a T. He wasn't going to be able to last much longer, not with that tight ass around him. He squeezed Jack's cock a little harder, working the tip and the base.

"Fuck, yeah." The sweet hole gripped him like a fucking fist.

"Fuck. Fuck." He squeezed harder. "Come on my cock, man."

"Listen to you." Jack jerked, humping his hand, ass milking his prick.

"Fuck!" He jerked a few more times, and then came, filling the condom.

Heat sprayed over his fingers, Jack following right behind.

"Oh, fuck. Yes. Yes." He panted, his cheek on Jack's back as he tried to catch his breath.

"Damn." Jack eased them down, his tight ass still working.

Dan shuddered as sweet aftershocks rocked him "Oh, fuck. Fuck."

"Mmmhmm." Jack's body kept moving around him.

"Jesus. You're gonna keep me hard." He shuddered, the sensations so fucking good.

"Uh-huh. Feels amazing. Fine, fat cock."

Groaning, he started moving again, small circles of his hips that worked well with the squeezes of Jack's ass muscles.

"Yeah. Yeah, babe. Just like that."

Oh. Babe. Fuck yes.
That sounded good. Right. He kept up the movements, reveled in them. He wasn't going to shoot again, but he wasn't going soft, either. He thought maybe he could do this for the rest of the night. Just this, right here. With Jack.

He thought Jack might let him, too.

"So good." He smiled at Jack through the mirror again, this one less wild, more just... pleased and happy.

Jack nodded. "Kind of scary good."

"I'm not going to screw you over." This was exciting, not scary.

"Shh. No talking. Just this."

He could do that. He nodded, held Jack's eyes as they kept moving, the pleasure low and sweet and constant. They could talk anytime. Any damn time.

He lost track of time. He lost track of fucking everything but the sight of Jack moving on his cock, the feeling of that body wrapped around him so tightly.

He added more lube, sweat sheening his body. Jack was limned with sweat as well and he ran his hands over the man's back, his ass. The man felt good. Inside and out.

Jack murmured softly, stretched underneath him.

They kept moving together, in and out, around and around. He lost himself in it, in Jack.

He thought he just might die happy.

He wasn't going to die, though. He was going to fuck Jack until the sun came up.

Then, if he was lucky, he'd catch a nap and do it again.

Life was sweet.

Jack was sore as shit when he woke up. Between the lifting and carrying, the stress, and the amazing sex, he'd used muscles he didn't even know he had. He stumbled to the bathroom, took an Advil, and jumped in a hot shower, letting the mediocre massaging head have him.

The knock on the bathroom door startled him. "Hey, Jack--are you into sharing showers?"

"Uh-huh. Showerhead's lousy, but the water's hot."

"And the company makes up for the showerhead." Dan joined him in the shower, smiling widely.

God, he was fine. Good thing Jack wasn't intending to get involved with anyone new, because that way he could kiss Dan stupid and it didn't mean anything.

Dan must have been thinking along the same lines because not another word was said before Dan was kissing him like there was nothing better in the world to do than let their lips say hello.

Fuck, that was hot.

Happy-making.

Possibly dangerous.

Dan's fingers stroked his cheek, then slid beyond to cup his head and slightly tilt it. The kiss went deeper, became more intense. Fuck, yeah. Perfect.

Ending the kiss slowly, Dan gave him another smile. "Good morning."

"Good morning." He rubbed their noses together and moaned softly.

At least until he heard, "Daddy? Daddy, are you ho... Oh, damn."

"Jesus Christ."

Dan looked like he was gonna burst out laughing. "Go on, man. I'll stay here."

"Rache, go wait in the living room."

"Daddy, you were supposed to get a ride with the man, not seduce him."

"Rachel!" He was going to kill her. He stormed out of the shower, grabbed his robe and wrapped it around him, still dripping. "I said living room."

"I can't believe you did that, Daddy! He's like going to be an in-law or something!"

Jack was going to gag her.

"Oh, now, I do believe it was me who seduced your father." Dan came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Uncle Dan?" Billy's voice was shocked. "Oh, my God."

Jack shook his head, not sure whether to laugh or cry, but Dan just cracked up. "Oh, give me a break, Billy. You're no angel."

"You two go down the street to Lucy's, order me and Dan coffees. I'll buy breakfast."

Rachel opened her mouth, but Jack growled. "Now, young lady."

"Go on." Dan nodded at Billy, who took Rachel's hand. Dan's hand landed on Jack shoulder, squeezed.

He looked over at Dan, rolled his eyes. "Good Lord."

"Yeah. Not exactly how I was hoping to spend the morning. We have nothing to be ashamed of, though."

"I'm not ashamed. Just shocked."

"As shocked as you were when she showed up here the other day?"

"Not even close." Jack grinned. "I'm awake now."

"Well, there you go." Dan leaned in and kissed him. "I suppose if we finish what we'd started before meeting them they'd know."

"Yeah. So would we." He patted Dan's ass. "This going to cause you issues with Billy?"

"Shit, no. I'm not in any closets." Dan wriggled back against his hand. "And I'm taking a rain check on the shower sex. Plus you still owe me a blowjob."

"Post breakfast nookie. I'm on it." Even embarrassingly eager for it.

"It's a date." Dan leaned in for one of those amazing kisses.

Hell, yeah. One hand slid behind Dan's head, tilting him so the kiss could deepen. Groaning, Dan rubbed up against him, their towels gone now, fallen to the floor.

They had company waiting.

They should go.

Now.

Dan rubbed harder, sucked on his tongue.
Oh, hell. Hell. Yes.
His cock, which had flagged badly, started to fill.

"Fuck." Dan muttered the word into his mouth, shoved off Jack's robe, and backed him up against the wall.

"They're waiting..." He grabbed Dan's ass.

"I know." Dan cupped his face and tilted his head, taking another deep kiss, their lower bodies rubbing.

"Uh-huh." They rocked hard, his balls so tight they ached.

Dan humped them together, his cock sliding along the man's belly, hitting the tip of Dan's cock.

"Addictive." He groaned the word, hips furiously rocking.

Dan's hands slid down to grab hold of his hips, fingers digging in. That touch was all he needed, and he shot, hard.

"Oh, fuck." Dan shook and then shot, too, more heat pushing up between them.

They held on together, breathing hard, then they both started chuckling.

"We are in so much trouble here, man." Dan bit at his bottom lip. "And somehow, I can't really bring myself to care."

"What are they going to do? Ground us?" He winked. "At least we're not pregnant."

Dan cackled at that and nodded. "That's right, mister. And I can think of worse things than being in-laws."

He swatted Dan playfully. "Come on, jackass. Let's go mortify the kids some more."

God, he hoped Rachel hadn't invited Billy to move in to his little place.

Dan packaged up the last batch of Jack's Special Cupcakes and rang up the order, nodding at the next and last customer.

"Hi there, Mrs. Harmony. I didn't think you were going to make it in today."

"I nearly didn't. That wasn't the last of the allspice cupcakes, was it?"

"I'm afraid so, but I did save back a half a dozen of my newest creation." He pulled the box of pink cupcakes with little silver rattles on them and opened it to show the sweet old lady across the counter.

"Oh! Has your boy's girl had her baby then?"

"Yes, ma'am. I'm a grand...something." He still wasn't sure what Billy and Rachel's baby girl was going to call him. Technically he was the kid's great-uncle, but then he was also the little girl's grandfather's partner. It was complicated.

"And it was a baby girl?"

Either that or he was recruiting early, what with the pink icing and all. He bit back his laugh at his own joke and nodded to her. "They're vanilla with a hint of rose."

"Oh, I'll take them. And a random sampling of six of whatever else is left, two of the berry chocolate if you've got them."

He put her order together, eager to close shop and go back to the hospital. He'd managed to have a peek at the little darling Rachel'd birthed, but he hadn't had his turn to ooh and aah properly.

Dan took Mrs. Harmony's money and locked the door behind her, then made short work of his till. He hurried into the kitchen, and about the time he made sure the walk-in was closed, his phone started ringing with Jack's ring tone.

Grinning, he grabbed it out of his pocket. "Hey, Grandpa."