We lay snuggled on the sofa watching ‘How to get away with Murder.’

It was a programme we both loved and just one of many things we had in common.

The pizza was delicious, as was the company, but Declan wasn’t far from my thoughts. I wanted to put it right with him and find a way to walk away without feeling like I was losing something I’d regret down the line.

“Shall we go to bed?” Jake said as the credits rolled.

“Yeah, I’m pretty tired,” I replied.

“Come on then. We’ll get up early for breakfast.”

“You’re obsessed with food,” I joked.

“Not just food, but you’ll soon discover the other things I like.”

“I think I’m about to find out if that lump in your shorts is anything to go by.”

“Come with me, and I’ll show you.”

* * *

Jake turned the lights off and I slid under the covers.

Why I’d suddenly developed a touch of shyness was beyond me. I had a good body, and I certainly wasn’t ashamed of what I was packing down below.

“Are you okay?” Jake asked. “You seem quiet.”

“I’m good, just being stupid is all.”

“Talk to me.” He slid under the covers and spooned me.

“Nothing to say really. I just felt a bit self-conscious all of a sudden.”

“You’ve nothing to be self-conscious of – you’re one hundred percent my type, and if I’m honest, can’t believe you’re in my bed.”

“I’m nothing special.”

“I think you very well could be, now stop worrying and kiss me.”

Who was I to refuse? I turned around and kissed him, gently at first, then he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in tight as the force of the kiss intensified.

I could feel our hard cocks pressed together.

“I want you to fuck me,” he whispered into my ear.

That was the last thing I was expecting to hear. I had him pegged as a total top, but something about pounding his arse excited me. Taking control of this big muscled stud of a man would feel good, but I worried how long I’d last.

“If I fucked you, I think I’d cum in seconds.”

“I’m not usually into it. But I want to feel you inside me.”

“Do you have condoms?” I asked.

“Of course,” he replied, sliding off the bed, flicking the bedside light on and rummaging in the drawer, producing a pack of Trojan XXL. Jesus, I thought. Is this the chosen brand for monster cocks? Thank God I was blessed down below, or I’d feel a bit of a Muppet. “I always play safe.”

I took a condom from him and slipped it over my cock.

He climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of me.

“You want it doggy?” My cock throbbed.

“Any way you wanna give it to me. My hole is yours for the night.”

I grabbed a pack of lube, tore it open with my teeth and smeared it over my covered cock then rubbed some onto his hole. Sliding my finger in to open him up a little was a good idea as he was unbelievably tight. “You don’t get fucked often I take it?”

“I’m glad you can tell - this is only my second time.”

“Hot.”

“My ex tried it once, but I wasn’t into it, and was just doing it ‘cos things were bad between us.”

“I don’t have to do it, Jake.”

“I want you too, more than anything.”

“Okay, but if it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop.” I rubbed the end of my cock on his hole and gently pressed my way in, feeling it stretch to accommodate me.

“Fuuuccckkkkk, man,” he groaned. His head dropping to rest on the pillow.

“You like that?” Slowly I pulled out, then slid all the way back in. I could have shot my load there and then, but I wanted to make the most of this.

“Uh-huh,” was his only response. Even though I was fucking him. It wasn’t long before he took complete control, pushing back on my cock, taking all of me inside him. “Scratch my back, Matt.”

I did as he asked and scratched his back. He kept pushing back onto my cock, and I was so close to blowing. “Slow down, or you’re gonna make me cum.”

He did as I asked, and the orgasmic sensations I’d been feeling slowly went away, allowing me to take control again and carry on.

“Scratch my back,” he asked again.

I raked my nails down his back. Leaving my cock inside him.” “Like this,” I said.

“Harder,” he moaned, so I gave him what he wanted and scratched harder.

“Hard enough for you?”

“Harder,” he yelled as I dragged my nails down his back. The harder I scratched the more he moaned and the more he moaned the hornier I felt. Being inside him felt out of this world, but I needed to shoot, and whilst continuing to scratch his back, I pumped away at his arse, ready to explode.

“I’m gonna shoot,” I cried.

“Pull out and spunk over my back,” he ordered, and I did as I was told. Ripping the condom off, I just had time before I covered his back.

I fell forward, no energy left at all, and when he moved, I flopped onto the bed. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I can usually last much longer than that.”

“That was fucking awesome, Matt. I’ve never felt anything like it.” He leant over to kiss me. “You’re sexy as hell, and boy can you fuck. Wow.”

He leaned over and turned the lamp on and I gasped in shock.

“Shit, you’re back is bleeding. I scratched you too hard.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll heal, and besides, it’s the way I like it.”

“I’ll be more careful next time.”

“So, there’ll be a next time, then?” He smiled and moved in for another kiss.

“I’d like it.”

“Me too, now get your arse out of that bed and come and jump in the shower with me. Bring those condoms, it’s your turn to take a pounding, and trust me, I’m not gonna go gentle either.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice and leapt off the bed.