Jacks POV
I heavily sat down on pile of wooden 2x4s and ran my gloved hand through my hair.
I was exhausted after a long day of working and the sun was relentlessly beating down on me.
Mark and I had decided to move in together and since we were both majored in construction and had jobs we decided to just build our own house.
Mark flung his shirt off and my heart raced as I thought of fucking him right here in the open.
I took mine off and chucked it at him. "Nice. You sweat off like ten pounds here." He said smirking.
"Well at least I don't stink." "I don't either." "Ya but you stink at taking a joke." "Shut up!" He said, flinging the shirt back at me.
"Still. That think is dripping." "Christ! Of course it is! It's like four hundred degrees out here." I said, filling a bucket full of cool water.
"Boy, you'd best watch it. Get me too turned on and I'll ravage you right there on those planks." He said, his head cocked and his hands on his hips, pointing at me.
I shook my head and dunked the water, purposely moaning just to piss him off.
Mark groaned, his bulge becoming huge. "Did you have to?" "Mmhmm." I tilted my head towards the mini shower room we had built about two months ago.
"I can fix that bulge if you want..." He laughed. "I want. Very much." "I say we're done anyways. It's nearly five."
Mark shoved me. "Quit stalling boy. I'm going to be the one unable to stand tomorrow. Not you."
We stripped and Mark groaned when I just stood, silent and still. "Come on! Just fuck me!" I had never seen him so turned on in my life.
I rammed into him and his back fell against the shower wall. I hoisted him him up so I could get to his ass easier and he moaned, putting his hands on either side of the shower wall.
I pounded into him, giving him the exact amount of pleasure he wanted. "Fuck Jack a-ah~" He loudly moaned, his back arching.
His loud breathing echoed through the room, so loud it almost deafened me.
"JACK H-HARDER!" He yelled when I struck his prostate, making him convulse.
"Ah~" He moaned, his head tilting back. His arms shifted, now grasping at the metal poles on the wall, even higher up, causing him to almost pull them out of the shower wall.
"Christ Mark! Those are cemented in!" I said, dumbfounded. I knew he was strong, but not that strong.
"HARDER JACK HARDER!" He yelled again, his body now shaking. I pounded into him as hard as I physically could, feeling his pre-cum drip on my lower stomach.
"EVERLASTING HELL JACK M-MORE!" He screamed. I had never seen him so desperate in my life. "J-JACK!" He screamed as he came, his back arching."
"D-DON'T STOP JACK DON'T STOP! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK MEEEEE!" He screamed, his arms behind him now.
My breathing became even with his as my head fell forward, nearly loosing my balance from pleasure.
"Fuck Mark ah~" I moaned, feeling him tighten around me even more.
I dropped him and he landed perfectly, as if he was expecting it. He turned around and gasped when I began pounding into him before he could mutter a word.
"M-MARK!" I yelled as I exploded inside of him, making him cum all over the wall.
I fell to me knees and then fell down to my back. "Now I gotta clean that up..." I whispered as a joke.
"Nah." Mark said and hit the wall, making the shower turn on, sending warm water all over us.
It slowly washed off and I exhaled, my body relaxing from the warmth of the water. "We should do that more often..." We whispered in sync.
_________________________________________The End
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