The Christmas Top (3 page)

He slid the pants over his lean hips, his impressive erection bobbing with the sudden freedom from its confines. Mark’s ass clenched as he got his first glimpse of Jason’s girth and size.
Damn, the guy is hung
. Evidence of his arousal beaded at the tip of the purple head. He couldn’t remain motionless on the bed any longer. The desperation to touch drove Mark to stand in front of Jason, reaching for his cock.

He stroked from base to tip, the member pulsing in time with Jason’s frantic heartbeat. Jason’s eyes closed and he grasped Mark’s shoulder. The power intoxicated him, knowing Jason was as turned on as he was.

He wanted to taste him. Needed to taste him. Mark eased him down on the edge of the mattress then he knelt between his thighs. He engulfed the head, savoring the nutty, bitter precum.

“Your mouth is so damn sexy. But that’s not where I want to be.” Jason urged Mark’s mouth off him and tugged him up onto the bed.

“Get up on your knees with your legs spread,” Jason instructed in a harsh, gravelly voice then manhandled him until he had him positioned on his hands and knees, his ass high in the air. His cock branded the back of Mark’s thigh as he leaned over him and spread his big hands over his ass cheeks.

Mark clenched in anticipation, closed his eyes, and laid his head down on his arms, shudders rolling down his spine. The unmistakable click of a lube bottle top echoed through the room then Jason stroked him with oiled hands, starting at his anus, rubbing forward all the way to the tip of his shaft then back again. His breathing sped up and his heart threatened to pound out of his chest. He wouldn’t last long.

Jason spread him and rimmed his rosette with his tongue. Pure bliss. He’d been missing that, a man to take charge of his body for their mutual pleasure. A finger joined the tongue and his balls drew up. A second finger joined the first and Jason began to scissor them, catching his prostate at the perfect spot. The ecstasy flowed over him and with a jerk, Mark groaned deep, spasming and trembling with the force of the most powerful orgasm he’d ever had. His shaft seemed to jet forever, urged on by the ruthless thrusts of Jason’s incredible fingers.

“Damn, that was gorgeous,” Jason murmured into his ear.

During the orgasmic fog Mark enjoyed, Jason suited up with a condom and lube. He poised at his entrance and worked more lube into the passage. The anticipation left Mark breathless. Already his cock showed signs of life again.

Jason kissed his neck. “Are you okay? Ready?”

“Yes. God, yes,” he gasped, wanting the penetration more than he’d ever needed anything before. He pushed his hips back and Jason breached the first inch. The burn drew a gasp of desire from Mark. This was so much more than he’d expected as Jason began to fill him. How could he not enjoy the delicious and erotic pain? He wanted more.

Jason rubbed his flank and soothed him. “Shh, relax, give it a moment.” The tension of his voice showed he held himself tight in check to allow Mark to adjust to his size.

Mark didn’t want to wait and pushed back farther. Jason grunted and held tight to his hips. “Goddamn, you’re so tight and hot.”

“Please, move.” He didn’t care if he begged. He needed some movement. So full and yes, it burned, but it was so right. He had to have more.

***

Jason knelt behind Mark, struggling for control. Watching and feeling Mark’s ass flex combined with the neediness in his voice drove his desire like nothing else could. He surged and seated fully within Mark. His ass clenched at the sudden intrusion and Jason sucked in a breath. Mark writhed underneath him.

“More,” he gasped.

Jason wrapped one arm around his muscular torso while he grabbed hold of his flagging erection with the other. “Give me a moment, baby. You’ve got to adjust to the size of me before you move.” He stroked Mark’s hardening cock.
Good
. If Mark could relax, they’d both enjoy every moment.

A bead of sweat rolled down Jason’s back with the effort it took for him to keep from thrusting. He continued to rub Mark’s cock and Mark slowly began to relax into him.

He began to move again.

“You okay?” Jason asked.

“Oh yeah,” Mark sighed.

As he slowly slid out then surged forward, they both moaned. Mark was simply too tight and hot and the spasms rippling around Jason’s cock tortured him.

Mark’s erection pulsed again in his grasp. He twisted his hips and Mark breathed harshly. On a deep growl, he said, “Fuck, that’s good.”

Jason smiled. He withdrew almost all the way then slowly entered again. Mark tightened around him. He wanted this to be good for Mark, but the more he writhed below him, the closer Jason came to losing control. Lying across Mark’s back, he felt his own pounding heart mingle with the vibrations of Mark’s deep moans. He placed a lingering kiss between Mark’s shoulder blades, his strong muscles quivering beneath his lips.

Mark’s tight sheath sucked him in, shredding his rhythm. Fire erupted at the base of his spine and his balls tingled in preparation for orgasm. Mark flexed his hips and Jason held him still, every little move driving him closer to the edge. He had to have a moment of stillness to pull himself back together.

Mark twisted and Jason’s instincts took over. Ecstasy rose and threatened to crest, but he planned to take Mark with him. He cupped his hand over the head of Mark’s cock and urged, “Come for me again.”

The pulses shook through Mark’s core and Jason flew, coming long and deep within him. As Jason collapsed over him, Mark’s knees gave out, and they both fell to the mattress. He wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to move again.

“Wow.” Mark panted like he’d run a marathon.

Jason slowly withdrew, eliciting another low groan from Mark. After disposing of the condom, he settled on the bed next to Mark and ran his hand up his sweat-glistened back. “Are you okay?”

Mark opened one eye and gave him a lazy smile. “I think you might have killed me, but no worries. I’m pretty sure I died happy.”

Jason chuckled low. “Next time, I’ll be able to make it last a little longer. It’s been a while for me.”

Mark’s eyes lit up in delight. Shifting to his side, he threw a leg over Jason’s hip. “I’m glad to hear there’s going to be a next time, but I don’t understand. Why has it been awhile for you? Seriously, you should be doing it all the time. In fact, you may want to give up your practice.”

“So you’re saying I should start hooking professionally?”

“No. No, that isn’t right.” He scowled for a moment. “I just want to keep you in my bed.” He leaned onto Jason’s chest and gave him a scorching kiss that left them both breathless. Mark sat upright. “But I think I’m letting you distract me.” He rubbed a hand along Jason’s side and spoke more softly. “Why has it been so long and why did you have Madame set this up for you?”

Jason looked away for a moment to compose himself. “Two years ago, a week before Christmas, my partner, Jon, was attacked. He spent a week in a coma before he died. I haven’t had the need or urge to do anything with anyone else since.”

Mark tensed and pulled him to his chest to embrace him. “I remember now. Molly mentioned it. Somebody attacked him because he was gay, right?”

Jason nodded.

“Wait, is that why you reacted the way that you did earlier? Did you think I came here to do some sort of bigoted bashing?” Hurt filled Mark’s eyes as he obviously played over the earlier events.

“I’ll admit it crossed my mind, because I know you’ve never come out before. But you were never that guy in high school so why would you be a bigot now? It just didn’t make any sense. I’m sorry about earlier. I could’ve ruined everything about tonight for us.”

“I’m sorry, too. For the record, I’m planning on coming out to my family as soon as I get back. I can’t hide this anymore. I don’t want to hide this anymore.”

“Good.” Jason smiled. “It occurs to me that we missed dinner earlier and I want you to keep your strength up for later. Shall we order some room service and maybe take a shower while we wait?”

***

Mark sucked in a deep breath. He needed to grow a pair and do the right thing. In between bouts of lovemaking the night before, he and Jason connected on so many levels.

He couldn’t allow this secret he’d hidden from his family for too long to come between them. The time had come to confess, and it helped to have someone like Jason in his corner supporting him. Molly had been friends with Jason for a long time and Mark quickly discovered why as he uncovered more and more tidbits about the man. Being an incredible lover topped off an already amazing package.

Picking up the phone, he glanced at Jason as he came out of the bathroom, a cloud of steam trailing behind him. Water droplets clung to his sculpted chest and Mark went from worried to distracted in seconds. He licked his lips.

Jason cocked an eyebrow at him and smirked. “None of that. You’re too sore and anyway, you have a phone call to make first. I’m going to get dressed.”

Mark stared at the phone in his hand, remembering he’d started to call his sister.

Jason chuckled low as Mark dialed her number…he already knew him too well. “Tell Molly I said ‘hi’ and I’ll call her later. Much later.” Obviously easily distracted, too, he started kissing up the length of Mark’s spine before he put his shirt on.

Too busy enjoying Jason’s nibbles, Molly’s, “Merry Christmas, Mark!” surprised him.

“Merry Christmas, squirt.”

She squealed in outrage, hating the nickname. “First you leave me here to deal with Mom all on my own and then you have the gall to call me names. You’re on my shit list, big brother.”

“Well, I think I have some news that might make it better.” He watched Jason slide on his worn, fitted jeans. Damn, he looked fine.

“What?” Suspicion threaded through her voice.

He chuckled low. “I wondered if it would be okay for me to bring someone with me to your New Year’s Eve party.”

“Well, of course. Who is she? Anyone I know?”

He covered the receiver and glared as Jason did his best to pull his concentration elsewhere by palming his erection again. Mark handed the phone to him. “Why don’t you be the one to tell her?”

Jason smirked and mouthed,
Chicken
.

“You got it,” Mark agreed.

Jason took the phone, put it on speaker, and said quietly, “Hey, Molly.”

“Jason?” She paused for several seconds then confusion filled her voice. “Wait, what are you doing with Mark? You’re supposed to be in Vegas for your one night….” The line got quiet as realization dawned. “No! No way!” she cried with delight.

It continued until Mark took the phone from him and spoke into it. “I’m hanging up now, Mol. We’ll all talk when we get back to St. Louis.” He disconnected and threw the cell on the desk, a predatory restlessness filling him as he took in the sexiness of his new boyfriend.

“It’s Christmas Day and I think maybe you overlooked something.”

Catching sight of Mark’s smirk, Jason’s eyes widened. “Oh, really?” he drawled. He stepped closer and stroked Mark’s flanks. “What could I possibly have missed?”

Mark turned and grabbed Jason’s jeans by the belt-loop and walked backward toward the bedroom. “I don’t know if you noticed it or not, but your bed has these great posts and we both just happen to have some really nice ties. I think we could put both of those to good use.”

Jason bit his lip, glancing between the bed and the ties Mark held up. “Hmm, is someone trying to get on the naughty list this year?”

“Oh no, I think I’ve been very good this year. In fact, I’ve already gotten my Christmas wish. My Christmas top arrived, and he’s perfect for me.” A mischievous grin covered Mark’s face. “You know, I think Madame Eve must be related to Santa.”

As an avid reader her entire life, Christi Snow always dreamed of writing books that brought to others the kind of joy she felt when she read. But...she never did anything about it besides jot down a few ideas and sparse scenes.

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