For a few solid minutes, James' thrusts were long and steady. He moaned encouragement and Eli's name spilled freely from his lips. He peered down at his young lover, gazing down at him as he watched Eli's lips moving along his flushed and swollen shaft. The steady pace stuttered after those few minutes. James felt that heat pooling low in his belly churning and his balls going tight. His fingers clenched in Eli's hair and his breathing came in short gasps.

"Eli," he grated out, "Eli, I'm going to..." That was all the warning poor Eli would get before James gave one last, deep thrust. His whole body went rigid and James let out a shaking cry as he came hard in the wet heat of Eli's mouth.