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slathered it onto his cock. He
    pumped himself only twice before guiding his prick into Adam’s
    asshole.
    He was warm and tight, the ring of muscle gripping Nick’s dick just the way he liked and remembered.
    He couldn’t help it. He thrust inside as far as he could go, until his balls touched down on Adam’s ass, and then he came inside of him.
    Adam held onto him while the spasm rocked his body, and then
    his heartbeat slowed back to normal.
    “Fuck, sorry,” he said.
    “Don’t worry,” Adam said, kissing his mouth, his neck. “Give it a
    minute.”
    Adam, it seemed, wasn’t up for waiting even that long. His roaming fingers kept on rubbing a sensual trail up and down Nick’s back. Those soft lips of his—were they as pink as he  remembered?—continued kissing and suckling on his neck and shoulder.
    Adam reached down between them and grabbed his cock. He played with it, moaning these sweet little sounds that had Nick’s blood pumping before the full minute was up.
    Slowly, he began rocking against Adam’s ass, just enough to encourage his cock into a full erection, and soon their bodies were punching together, their breaths coming out laboured, and Adam was fighting back his groans of pleasure into Nick’s ears.
    It felt so fucking good, and now that he’d already come once, he was able to go longer this time, jerking his hips sharply, ramming his cock inside of Adam’s body as far as it would go. Adam held him tightly, keeping their bodies as pressed together as possible while they made love.

    Nick had wanted this for so long. He couldn’t be bothered with

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    keeping quiet. It was too good, too right.
    “Wait, stop,” Adam said, touching Nick’s shoulder and shifting
    out from under him.
    Nick’s heart did a horrific little flip until Adam turned himselfaround, positioning himself onto his knees. “Keep going,” he said.
    Nick grabbed him by the hips and did just that. His balls smacked against the flesh of Adam’s thighs and balls as he thrust in and out of him, sending jolts of pleasure up his body.
    All he could hear from Adam were the sounds he made as Nick
    fucked him. He couldn’t even remember their trysts being this  passionate, this desperate, and soon Nick was moving his hips  impossibly fast just to reach the end.
    Then he was there.
    He still pumped his  hips as the spams of pleasure raced through him, until he finally collapsed against Adam’s back.
    He’d been so caught up in his own pleasure that he couldn’t even tell if Adam had come or not. He reached around and found his
    answer, and then stroked his lover until Adam groaned low in his
    throat and spurted in Nick’s hand.
    Nick could hear Adam’s heartbeat, could hear the way it slowed
    down, the way his panting breathing became normal again.
    He also heard the deep sniff Adam made, and then scented the salt
    in the air.
    “Adam?” he asked, easing out of him.
    He reached forward, with the hand that was not sticky with  Adam’s release, to touch his face. His fingers had just found  something wet when Adam scrambled away.
    Nick couldn’t believe it. “Adam, are you crying?”
    “Of course not!” Adam snapped. His footsteps were loud as they  cracked over dry grass and twigs, snatching up his clothing from  where he’d tossed it.
    Nick got to his feet and tried to go to him, but Adam kept on
    ducking away. “Adam, what’s the matter? What’s wrong?”

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    “Just leave me alone,” Adam snapped, his clothes rustling as he
    got them on and marched away.
    Nick let him go. Adam was no longer his to follow.

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    Chapter Six
    Adam wondered if Nick had realized what he’d said. If he did, he
    was an asshole. If he didn’t, then he was still an asshole.
    Nick had come, and then he had to destroy the fun