It's been a while, hasn't it?

TopJon
BottomEvan

Still r u s t y

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"I already know more about you than your friends do," Jonathan muttered as his lips ghosted over Evan's ear.

Evan scoffed in disbelief and almost elbowed the guy, "you don't know a goddamn thing!"

Amused, Jonathan squeezed Evan's arms and playfully chimed back, "drop your guard for a second won't you?"

Evan's brows furrowed, "what?"

"I know you're putting up a front, you've got no confidence let alone self worth." His voice was cold and cut deep into his chest.

Evan let his brain soak up those words and proceeded to replay them over and over. He was so blunt, so devoid of emotion as he said it. Each word drilled into his mind until he could physically feel his walls crumble as he lay back into Jonathan's arms, vulnerable and submissive.

"H-how?"

Jonathan smirked against Evan's neck, "tell me, Evan. Do you think I'm attractive?"

Evan gulped and shifted his gaze even if he couldn't see Jon behind him. Taking Evan's silence as a yes, he continued, "when our eyes met all those times you never held my gaze."

"You had this dark predatorial look in your eyes..and what does that have to do with anything?" Evan mumbled, shifting on his barstool as Jonathan began feeling up Evan's chest.

Jonathan chuckled into Evan's ear, "if you're as confident as you pretend to be you'd maintain eye contact and let her leave your mind."

Evan's back arched, there was a broken moan suppressed in his throat as Jonathan's strong, calloused hands snaked down to Evan's jeans and cupped his hardening dick.

"Do you want this Evan?" Jon asked, voice deep and buttery. Evan nodded, whining when Jonathan wouldn't give him the friction he wanted. "Then let me have you my way."

Suddenly his ability to speak was hindered as his throat dried up at Jonathan's words. Having no room to argue back, Evan whimpered pathetically and allowed himself to be pulled out of his seat at the bar. His stomach churned with anxiety and doubt as they left the club and went around back.

"Pull your pants down and turn around."

Evan almost asked him to repeat himself out of habit, the abruptness of his command had just thrown him off. Jonathan smirked as he watched Evan stand there like a deer in headlights. Reaching behind Evan's head to grab a fistful of hair, Jon tugged until Evan's face was a breath away.

"You should've known what you were getting yourself into, Evan. Now do as I say before I force you to."

Evan could smell the alcohol in Jonathan's breath, reminding him of his own reckless intoxication. He'd downed plenty of shots and a few beers before Jonathan had come into play so Evan blamed it on that. The alcohol was making him feel and want things he shouldn't..

Before he unbuttoned his jeans Evan turned to face the dark brick wall of the lively nightclub. His shadow stood beneath him copying his moves as he coaxed his jeans down until they pooled around his ankles.

"I'm not going to be gentle," Jonathan's jeans fell to the concrete floor and he leaned in, "but that's exactly what you've been craving isn't it?"

He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth out of arousal as he felt Jonathan's cock settle on his ass. From what he could feel, Jonathan was definitely going to stretch him open and the thought of it excited Evan.

"Hard," Jonathan smirked as he gripped Evan's hips to hold his ass in place, "and fast."

Evan tensed as soon as the head pushed past his puckered entrance, the lewd cry that escaped his throat echoed down the alleyway. Jonathan grunted behind him once he'd bottomed out. Evan shivered from the overwhelming -yet familiar- feeling of getting stuffed with cock, he could feel his walls tightening around Jonathan who in turn throbbed and grew harder.

"Good boy," the dominant male squeezed Evan's hips and pressed his body against Evan's until he was completely sandwiched between Jonathan and the brick wall.

Evan hadn't known that as soon as Jonathan started bucking his hips the stars he saw behind his eyelids would begin to show in the poorly lit alley. He swore he could feel every inch of Jonathan slide in and out of him, hitting the right places and making him tremble and shout in ecstasy.

"Turn around," Jonathan commanded, pulling out and stroking himself as he waited for Evan to obey.

Evan took a deep breath to recollect himself. He hadn't felt a guy hit so deep, he swore his insides were getting completely rearranged. Despite the jell-o in his legs and the stiff feeling of holding himself up against the wall during all of this he turns slowly, avoiding cerulean eyes as soon as they meet.

Jonathan notices, he gently lifts Evan's chin with his thumb and index finger until their eyes find each other, "don't do that to yourself."

Evan's breath catches in his throat for that instant. Jonathan's words were stern and knowing, as if he knew what was going through his mind. Forcing himself to keep his eyes on Jon's, he takes in every detail in his blue crystals and the features they enhance.

"Why me?" Evan found the strength to question, eyes flickering between Jon and the wall behind him.

Jonathan chuckles and leans in closer, his lips resting on Evan's temple, "why not?"

Not knowing what to make of his response, Evan's knees go slack from the electricity jolting through his body. This had Jon itching to see Evan's reactions face to face.

Jonathan kicked his jeans off to the side while he slid his shirt over his head, "take everything off."

Evan obeyed without question. His jeans were beside them on the pavement while Jonathan took care of tossing Evan's shirt into the dark behind him.

Jonathan gripped Evan's waist and hoisted him up, "don't be shy."

Evan nodded lightly, his legs hesitantly wrapped themselves around his hips while his hands clung to Jon's broad shoulders. The feeling of Jonathan entering him immediately and without warning caught Evan off guard once more. His moans were loud and broken from the incesant abuse to his prostate.

"God yes, keep making those sounds," Jonathan was breathless, his hips smacked against Evan's burying him deeper inside the blissed out bottom.

Evan obeyed, as if he even had much of a choice. His shouts of ecstasy were progressively becoming much more obscene. He'd never felt someone fill him like Jonathan was doing and he immediately became addicted.

"Kiss me," Evan pleaded, eyes half lidded as he leaned his head onto the wall for support.

Jonathan leaned forward and fed a hungry kiss onto Evan's chapped lips until their tongues found each other. They battled for dominance for a short while, Jonathan had even let Evan take the lead. Jon's thrusts also lost some vigor, instead his strokes were long and steady so he could savor every second.

Breaking from the kiss, Evan let out a gentle mewl that Jonathan found hard to resist, "please keep going like this."

The feeling of Jonathan's thick appendage slowly rubbing his insides was sending all the right signals through his spine and down to his toes. It felt like bliss and Evan swore he'd never give up something like this if Jonathan felt the same.

Evan's breathless moans and soft gasps increased in volume, his legs and arms tensed as he felt something burning in his gut. It felt like acid for a second before traveling through his entire body like hot lead. The feeling was pure bliss and if Evan's twitching walls hadn't given away his orgasm, his face would surely do.

Evan's fingers dug into his shoulders and a moan slipped past his lips, "Jonathan!"

The dominant male grunted not paying mind to Evan's semen spilling between them, all he could feel was Evan tightening around him practically begging him to cum. He felt the familiar burning sensation and immediately sped up, pounding into Evan for these last few moments before releasing his hot seed inside him.

"Fuck," Evan trembled, barely holding himself upright against the brick wall while Jon got dressed.

Jonathan handed Evan his clothes and grinned as he watched him squirm, "did I break you?"

Evan's cheeks heated up as he took his clothes back from the handsome male, "no.."

Jonathan hummed and turned to walk off, "guess I'll have to fuck you into the wall harder next time."

Evan paused and watched him go, his cheeks flaring with a brighter red, "wait what?!"

"See you soon, Evan."