The Final Rule

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getting pregnant.”
    Ellis knocked a handful of water into Jon’s face. He held up an arm to fend off the following attacks.
    “I give up.” He grabbed the washcloth hanging off the side and waved it. “Mercy.”
    Ellis stopped.
    Jon put his arm down and was promptly slapped in the face by a tsunami. He scraped the water out of his eyes. “Hey, I thought we were at peace.”
    Ellis straddled Jon’s lap. “You called me a girl.”
    “It was a joke.”
    Ellis put Jon’s hand between his legs. “Does that feel like anything remotely feminine?”
    Jon grinned hard enough to make his cheeks hurt. “Nope.” And having Ellis this close made his cock ache.
    Ellis glared. “I always knew you were part horse.”
    “Why? Because I’m well hung?”
    “No, because you’re a jackass.”
    Jon put an arm around Ellis when he tried to scoot back. “I think I like you here.”
    “Really?”
    He fondled Ellis’s balls and watched the war with his arousal flicker through his expression. Jon sucked on one of Ellis’s nipples until it was swollen. His cock hardened against Jon’s arm. “Yes. Really.”
    “I can’t believe you called me a girl.”
    “I promise. I do not think there’s anything feminine about you.” Jon gave his attention to Ellis’s cock. “Not at all.” He pinched Ellis’s other nipple between his teeth. Ellis hissed. “I think you like that.”
    Jon gripped both of their cocks. Ellis dropped his head back and rocked his hips with every pump of Jon’s fist.
    “So, do you?” Jon kissed Ellis’s chest.
    “Yes.”
    “And what do you love most about it?” Jon slid his hand on Ellis’s back, lower. “Is it the way I kiss you? The way I suck up marks on your skin? Or maybe it’s my tongue?” He licked a line across Ellis’s shoulder. “Or is it my mouth on your cock?” Jon traced the cleft of Ellis’s ass. He reached Ellis’s opening and rubbed it with his finger. “Or is this what you like?” Ellis whimpered. With his broken voice it was barely a sound. He pushed one then two fingers inside Ellis. He shuddered. “Tell me, baby. Tell me what you love most and I’ll give it to you for however long you want.”
    Ellis opened his eyes. Raw desire burned in his gaze. He brushed a light kiss against Jon’s lips and said, “You.”
    Him.
    What had Jon done to deserve this much love from another human being? It didn’t seem possible that his body could hold so much joy and contentment. It also didn’t seem possible that Ellis could give so much and have anything left.
    “Stand.” Jon encouraged Ellis to move back. “Now put your hands on the edge of the tub.” Ellis obeyed. Jon lifted Ellis’s feet.
    “What are you doing?”
    Jon rested Ellis’s legs over his shoulders. “I saw this in a porn once and I’ve always wanted to try it.”
    Ellis adjusted his grip on the sides of the tub. “This is crazy.”
    “You’ll like it, I promise.”
    “I’m not a pretzel.”
    “Nope. You’re not.” Jon nuzzled Ellis’s balls.
    “And I’m not into yoga either.”
    “Trust me, this is not yoga.” Jon rose up on his knees a few inches, tipping Ellis’s shoulders down and his ass up.
    “Shit, I’m going to fall.”
    “No, you won’t.”
    “Jon. I’m serious, I’m going to fall.”
    Jon kissed the base of Ellis’s cock, and said, “You ready?”
    “No.”
    Jon traced the length of Ellis’s cock with his tongue.
    Ellis shuddered. “I can’t do this.”
    “Yes, you can.”
    Ellis clenched his legs, squeezing Jon’s shoulders. “TV isn’t real life, they have multiple takes. Special effects and—”
    Jon took Ellis’s cock to the back of his throat.
    “Oh, God.”
    Jon hummed.
    “I can’t—”
    Jon bobbed his head.
    “Jon, please, please…” The muscles in his thighs quivered.
    Jon let go of Ellis’s cock and it slapped against Ellis’s stomach. “You want me to quit?”
    “No. Yes. I mean. Why can’t we just use the bed?”
    “Because this is more

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