MIRRORED PICTURE

By Gateroller and Caroline

 

 

"Jack! Oh God, yeah just there, that's it babe.... purrrrfect."

 

Jack and Daniel stood back to admire their handy work. Daniel thought the new painting looked wonderful and Jack had done a marvellous job of hanging it, the light reflecting off the mirror opposite made it dazzle.

 

Daniel stared at the reflection of Jack's rugged features, a smile playing on his moist and pouting lips.

 

Jack stared at the reflection of Daniel's rugged dick and growled softly in appreciation.

 

Admiring their combined reflections, Daniel leaned forward and gently sucked Jack’s lower lip into his mouth before thrusting inside the warm cavern. When Daniel eventually released Jack for some much needed air, the tall, lean USAF colonel quickly dropped to his knees and sucked the tip of Daniel’s engorged cock into his own warm wetness. Jack closed his eyes and moaned at the exotic flavour of his young lover.

 

Daniel’s eyes were transfixed as he watched Jack’s reflection lovingly caress his dick and balls.

 

As their ardour increased the reflection of their lovemaking misted over.

 

Jack was in heaven, finally having got what he wanted.  He'd wanted it last night...it was all he was able to think about when he had been in the budget meeting from hell and by the time he'd gotten home, Daniel was asleep and he was too exhausted.

 

But Jack was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning, sucking, kissing and slurping along the shaft of his lover’s cock as he listened to Daniel's moans of encouragement, feeling Daniel's balls grow hot and heavy as he palmed them.

 

Daniel shifted slightly to get a better view in the mirror.  He watched intently as Jack sucked him, the image combining with touch and sound to complete their breathtaking foreplay.

 

Grabbing the back of Jack's head, Daniel reluctantly closed his eyes, giving himself over to his building orgasm as he made love to Jack’s mouth. He couldn’t help it, he had to look, had to see how Jack did what he did to him. Was that wild man really him with the red, kiss-swollen lips, the almost black eyes, the flushed cheeks all-glowing with a fine sheen of sweat?

 

Damn! That’s a hot image.

 

“Jack, I can’t hold it any longer,” Daniel warned, as the heat flared in his balls to travel the length of his dick before exploding in Jack’s mouth.

 

Jack continued to kiss and suckle his lover through the aftermath of his climax, rubbing his palms reflexively up and down Daniel’s thighs, relishing the firm, smoothness he found there. Once Daniel’s cock had become limp in his mouth, Jack gently released the younger man before standing to claim his lips in a scorching kiss.

 

As they embraced, Jack rocked his hips gently against Daniel’s, reminding his lover that he was still hard and still waiting.  Daniel smiled against Jack’s mouth as his hand reached to feel the other man’s erection.  Jack groaned quietly as Daniel began to stroke and pull at his cock. 

 

“Sit on me, Danny,” Jack whispered hoarsely, his cock jerking at the thought.

 

“Which part, your mouth or your dick?”

 

Jack groaned, snorted with laughter and groaned again.

 

“Jeeze, Danny, do you need to ask?”

 

Daniel pushed on Jack’s chest until he could feel the sofa at the back of his knees; with a loud whoosh Jack sat down heavily, followed closely by a hundred and eighty pounds of horny archaeologist impaling himself on Jack’s willing erection. Both men howled their pleasure as Daniel’s tight ass gripped Jack’s twitching dick.

 

“Are we sitting comfortably?” Jack nodded his head in agreement. “Then I’ll begin,” grinning; Daniel lifted his hips only to thrust down again.

 

“God, Jack, I’d travel the length and breadth of Devon for you,” Daniel gasped as he felt the heat of Jack’s body inside him.

 

“Huh?” Jack groaned, his concentration only half on what Daniel was saying.

 

“It’s an expression, Jack, just an expression.”

 

With each upward movement Daniel squeezed his sphincter muscle, drawing out Jack’s pleasure.  Daniel leaned into Jack and kissed him passionately, building his orgasm and making him moan.

 

“I’m nearly…. oh god, I can feel...” Jack gasped loudly.

 

Daniel looked at their image in the mirror.  They were connected body and soul, mind and spirit in lust and love.  Spurred on by such an erotic picture, Daniel increased the speed of his movements, slamming down hard as Jack supported his weight with his hands, firmly cupping Daniel’s buttocks.

 

Jack could only give himself up to the pleasure Daniel gave him and within moments his climax tore through his body, racing to fulfil his desires.  Daniel’s body quivered with the effort of bringing Jack to orgasm, his thigh muscles aching and sore.  Gently, Jack supported his body as he rolled his lover onto the sofa.

 

“Can we hang another picture tomorrow, Danny?  I like this kind of decorating.”

 

-o-

 

The End.