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be with Jonah.
    Even after all this time, the memory was so vivid. That first night in the bedroom of Kellan’s small, rented house, when Jonah had knelt before him and sucked him down was seared into Kellan’s memory. He’d been a fool to let distance and DADT come between. For five lonely years he’d mistaken Jonah’s reserve for indifference.
    Jonah’s fingers twined with his own at the base of his cock. Kellan sucked a deep, audible breath in through his nose at the sight and feel of Jonah’s mouth sliding down around his length.
    “Fuck that feels good,” he said on an exhale. Kellan squeezed himself a little harder, battling for control. The wet heat of Jonah’s mouth was intense, all consuming. Kellan watched his blond head move rhythmically up and down as Jonah sucked him. The flat press of Jonah’s tongue against the underside of his cock made Kellan’s hips flex upward, trying to get just a little deeper.
    Jonah’s lips were stretched wide around his width and Kellan reached out with his free hand to trace the corner of his mouth. He felt the head of his own erection glide against the inside of Jonah’s mouth. Kellan pressed the pad of his thumb to a spot where Jonah’s lips met his cock.
    Kellan gasped when Jonah’s blue eyes flicked up to meet his. Jonah looked at him questioningly but didn’t break his rhythm.
    “So fucking hot watching you suck me,” Kellan murmured, caressing Jonah’s wet lips. “Feels so good.”
    Jonah’s fingers stayed twined with Kellan’s where they both gripped the base of Kellan’s cock. Kellan cupped Jonah’s cheek, skimming his thumb over the sharp bone and feeling Jonah’s mouth working him relentlessly. Jonah slid his free hand up Kellan’s hip and brought it to rest against his stomach, more affectionate than restraining.
    Kellan tightened his grip on the base of his erection as a tingle swept through his balls and spiraled into his belly. Jonah watched him intently, eyes narrowed as he kept up his pace and tightened his suction. Each time he pulled back to the head of Kellan’s cock, Jonah left the shaft glistening wetly with his spit. The sight was like a punch to Kellan’s gut and his orgasm built up more quickly, his ball sac tightening.
    “Fuck,” Kellan breathed. “I’m gonna come, you’re gonna make me come,” he whispered hastily, fingers tightening on his cock and on Jonah’s cheek.
    Jonah pulled off all the way, moving slowly and rising to his knees. He smiled wickedly down at Kellan, mouth red and swollen, eyes luminous. “I love the sounds you make when I suck your dick,” he said. “I love to make you feel good.”
    Kellan made a surprised noise when Jonah abruptly grasped his hips and tugged him down lower in the chair. Before Kellan could recover, Jonah was pulling his track pants over his hips and off his legs. Kellan’s heart beat faster in anticipation. He’d lost track of how many times they’d done this in the last week, but he couldn’t get enough. Neither man had any idea when they would have the chance again.
    He watched Jonah open the fly of his own shorts. Kellan didn’t resist when Jonah gripped him by the knees and lifted. He was spread open for Jonah to admire and touch as he wanted.
    Jonah frowned, his expression darkening. He tilted his head at a different angle, worry marring his handsome features.
    Kellan’s stomach lurched. “What?” he asked, his mind racing over what it was that could so rapidly cool Jonah’s ardor.
    “I’ve hurt you,” Jonah said quietly. With one hand, he gently caressed Kellan’s asshole, using just the tips of his fingers. “You’re red and swollen. I didn’t know. Why didn’t you say something?”
    Kellan shook his head in confusion. Jonah had pounded into him over and over in the last week and he’d enjoyed every single second. He’d grown slightly tender in the last day, but certainly not enough to prevent them from enjoying each other again, or to warrant the obvious