When they got to AJ’s house, AJ barely had time to get the door unlocked and step inside before he found himself pushed back against the wall. He vaguely heard the door slam shut before Marshall was pressed against him, hands everywhere, lips nipping and kissing their way across his face and throat.

“Fuck, baby, missed you so much…need you.” Marshall whispered in a broken voice, overwhelmed by emotion at the fact that he was getting a second chance with the man he loved.

AJ moaned, his eyes sliding shut as he allowed Marshall to take control. “Me too…God…me too.”

A second later, AJ’s eyes shot back open as Marshall suddenly dropped to his knees in front of him and undid his pants. “Marshall…fuck, what are you…” He had been expecting to get fucked the moment he walked in the door, not get a blow job. It threw him off balance.

Marshall just looked up at him intently as he pulled his hard length from his jeans, pumping it lightly. Without a word, still holding AJ’s gaze, Marshall leaned in and licked the tip of AJ’s cock, tasting the precum gathered there and thinking to himself that at that moment, there wasn’t a better taste in the world. Encouraged by AJ’s gasp of pleasure, he opened his mouth more and fit the head of AJ’s erection inside his mouth, sucking lightly, teasingly flicking his tongue over the slit at the tip.

AJ’s head dropped back to the wall behind him with a loud thud, his eyes sliding shut, moans and whimpers escaping his throat as Marshall tortured him. Reaching out, his hands found Marshall’s head and he gripped the back of it, holding him to him, fighting the urge to simply thrust hard into the older man’s mouth.

Marshall gripped AJ’s hips, feeling the other man trembling with restraint, trying not to let go and fuck his mouth. Deciding to snap that control, wanting to feel the other man thrusting into him, Marshall let go of AJ’s hips, moving his hands to the wall on either side of him and sliding his mouth down the length of him as far as he could go. It worked.

AJ felt Marshall take him in suddenly, sucking hard and it was his undoing. He thrust forward, holding Marshall’s head still and praying he wasn’t choking the other man, but unable to stop, even if he was. It had been too long and it felt so good and fuck if Marshall wasn’t managing to deep throat him. If he hadn’t been so lost in the moment, he would have been impressed. Marshall hadn’t managed to do that before, but now he was and it felt so good AJ knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Fuck, Marshall…gonna cum…” AJ bit out as he thrust forward over and over.

His answer was a moan that vibrated all the way around his cock, sending electrical jolts through his body. Looking down, he took in the site of Marshall on his knees in front of him, eyes closed in pleasure, his hand pumping his own cock which he had pulled free of his jeans at some point in the last few minutes and it sent him over the edge. With a couple more thrusts, AJ shuddered and came in Marshall’s mouth, crying out his name.

Marshall felt AJ tense, tasted his cum as it flooded his mouth, and with a few quick jerks on his own cock Marshall came all over his hand with a low moan, AJ’s softening member still in his mouth. With one finally suck, he let AJ go and the younger man slid slowly down the wall, landing on his butt in a sated, panting heap. Marshall wiped his hand off on his jeans and chuckled at the look on AJ’s face before leaning in to give him a quick kiss.

AJ opened his eyes when he heard the chuckle, but just as he opened his mouth to ask what was so funny, Marshall’s lips were pressed against his, and what was supposed to be a quick kiss turned deeper. The older man’s tongue slipped between AJ’s already parted lips and AJ moaned as he tasted himself inside his mouth. Grabbing the back of Marshall’s head, he pulled him closer, needing more contact. The sudden move threw Marshall off balance and he landed in AJ’s lap, too involved in the kiss to care.

After several moments, their lips parted as they came up for air. It was then Marshall noticed where he’d ended up, and the chuckling started again. Leaning in, he rested his forehead against AJ’s and asked, “What the fuck have you done to me?”

AJ looked at him, slightly confused and asked, “What?”

“Before you, if someone would’ve told me I’d willing get on my knees and suck cock, or let a guy fuck me, or end up in a guy’s lap like some bitch and want to be there, I would have laughed my ass off…then beat whoever’s ass said it.”

AJ smiled. “And now?”

Marshall’s face turned serious. “Now, there’s nothing more that I want. God I’m such a fucking sap.”

It was AJ’s turn to chuckle.

After a couple minutes of sitting on the floor in AJ’s lap, Marshall pushed himself away and stood, holding his hand out to AJ. When AJ got to his feet, Marshall yanked him into his arms and pressed their bodies together. Leaning in, he said in a low voice against AJ’s ear, “Now that we got the edge off so we don’t cum the instant I’m inside you, I want you in bed, spread out and begging me to fuck you.”

AJ shuddered and moaned, his recently spent cock jumping back to life. In a ragged voice, he muttered, “Race you there.”

Minutes later, they were in AJ’s bedroom, locked together, kissing and trying to finish undressing at the same time. Finally AJ pushed Marshall away and ripped off the last of his clothes, climbing on the bed and waiting for the blond to do the same.

Marshall finished undressing and turned to stare down at AJ, laying spread out on the bed, erection standing at attention, skin flushed, a look of pure sex in his eyes. His own erection twitched at the site. Stepping forward, he climbed on to the end of the bed and crawled up the length of it on his hands and knees until he was hovering over AJ.

“God, you’re so fucking hot like this.” Marshall breathed out, just above a whisper. Leaning down, he kissed him thoroughly on the lips, kicking himself again for the months they spent apart because of his stupidity.

AJ leaned up into the kiss, his arms circling Marshall, trying to get the older man to lie down on top of him. Marshall refused to cooperate though, instead continuing to hover over him and kiss him, moving from his mouth to his neck, tracing the vein that ran up the side and making him moan. When Marshall moved down to his chest and his nipples, AJ arched up against him, letting go of him to grab fist-fulls of the sheets on either side of him.

“Marshall...please.”

“Please what?” The older man murmured, mouth still around his nipple, just before biting down lightly.

AJ whimpered, unable to form words as Marshall continued to torture him, moving from his chest down to his stomach, licking around his navel before dipping his tongue inside and tongue fucking it.

Squirming underneath him, AJ tried again. “Please…now…need it…need you.”

Marshall paused, mouth still against AJ’s skin as he ordered, “Say it.”

Marshall’s hand closed around his hard length and AJ moaned. “Please. God…please, fuck me.”

Marshall’s hand and mouth left AJ’s body immediately and AJ whimpered at the loss until he realized the other man had grabbed the lube and was preparing himself.

AJ pulled his knees up to his chest and waited while Marshall knelt down between his legs again. When he felt a finger at his ass, he held his breath, waiting for the feeling he’d been missing for so long now, the feeling of a part of the other man inside him, even if it was just his finger.

After a minute, when Marshall hadn’t pushed his finger inside, AJ looked up at him questioningly. “What’s wrong?”

Emotions flitted across Marshall’s face as he tried to decide how to ask what he wanted to ask, or if he even should right then. Maybe he should just wait until later…or not ask at all.

“I just…fuck it. Forget it. Doesn’t matter.”

Marshall started to press his finger inside, but AJ’s hand flew down between them and wrapped around his wrist, stopping him. Letting his legs drop down on either side of Marshall, AJ stared up at him and said, “No. It does matter. Whatever it is, I can feel it suddenly hanging between us. Talk to me.”

Marshall sighed, pulling his hand away from AJ and using it to hold himself up over him. Staring down into the younger man’s concerned expression, he bit his lip for a second in contemplation, then blurted, “Did you fuck anyone else, or let anyone else fuck you? You know, while we were…broken up.”

AJ thought back to earlier that evening and what he had almost done with that couple in that hotel room, and a guilty look must have crossed his face, because suddenly Marshall was rambling.

“Forget it. Don’t answer that. None of my business if you fucked your way through every groupy you’ve ever met. Not like I expected you to be celibate the entire time we were apart. I mean…” Marshall was silenced when AJ reached up and put a hand across his mouth, cutting him off.

“Will you shut up so I can talk?” AJ asked and waited for Marshall’s nod before releasing his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, AJ said, “Earlier tonight, I was at this bar…” When AJ felt Marshall stiffen above him, he quickly added, “I didn’t drink, haven’t drank, not since that...not since Kevin.”

“Good.” Marshall said, not sure how he would have dealt with it if he had been responsible for AJ falling off the wagon again.

AJ’s eyes dropped to Marshall’s bare chest, where he started tracing patterns to distract himself from how disgusted he felt at what he had almost done earlier. “Anyway, I was at this bar, and this couple, a guy and a girl, they came on to me. I ended up back at their hotel room.”

“Oh.” Marshall said, a lump setting in his gut as he pictured AJ in a threesome.

AJ shook his head. “I didn’t, Marshall. I couldn’t. I was standing there, both of them kissing me with their hands all over me, and all I could think of was you and I…couldn’t. That’s how I ended up on that cliff tonight. Figured I needed to let you go once and for all. I almost did it too, and then you showed up.”

Marshall closed his eyes and let out a deep relieved breath at the fact that AJ hadn’t slept with anyone else while they were apart. He dropped his forehead to AJ’s. “I’m glad I showed up then.”

AJ reached up and traced Marshall’s lips with his fingers. In a whisper, he said, “So am I.”

Marshall opened his eyes to see a pool of emotion shining in AJ’s. Leaning down, he kissed him long and deep, pouring all his feelings out into the kiss.

When he pulled back, AJ looked up at him and asked, although he wasn’t completely sure he wanted to know, “What about you?”

Marshall shook his head. “No one else could hold my interest for more than five minutes at a time. I’d be standing around at some party, or backstage or whatever, flirting with some girl…and even a guy once or twice, but my mind would keep drifting to you, wondering where you were and what you were doing, and if you were happier without me, or if you were just as fucking miserable as I was.”

AJ reached up and wrapped his arms around Marshall, pulling him down fully on top of him and holding him tight. Closing his eyes, he said against Marshall’s ear, “I love you, and I was completely miserable without you. Don’t ever leave me again.”

Marshall shook his head and kissed the side of AJ’s neck. “Never. Like I said on that cliff. You’re stuck with me now.”

AJ turned his face and pressed his lips to Marshall’s. Pulling back, he said, “Please. Now. I need you inside me, baby.”

Marshall nodded and pulled back a little, reaching between them and pressing his still lubed finger against AJ’s pucker as AJ lifted his legs to his chest once again. In one thrust, his finger was inside and he watched as AJ closed his eyes and his face relaxed, a tiny moan escaping his lips.

“Like that?” Marshall asked, a hint of a smile curving his lips.

“Oh yeah.” AJ breathed, then added, “More.”

Marshall complied, slipping a second finger in and biting his lip when AJ’s muscles clenched around him. He wanted so badly just to thrust inside him, but he didn’t want to hurt the other man. He needed to stretch him first, he reminded himself, so he slid a third finger inside AJ, watching with a heated gaze as AJ moaned and bucked up against him.

“Marshall…now. Fuck me. Please.”

The desperation in AJ’s voice was Marshall’s undoing, and he pulled his fingers out of his ass, placing himself at AJ’s entrance. Looking down into his flushed face, he said, “Look at me.”

AJ forced his eyes open and stared up at Marshall as the older man pushed his way inside slowly, not stopping until he was buried completely inside him. Both of them shuddered and moaned at the long denied contact.

Touching his forehead to AJ’s, Marshall licked his lips and said reverently, “Fuck I missed this. Missed you, baby.”

AJ leaned up and kissed the older man. “Me too. God…me too.”

Readjusting his position, he placed AJ’s legs over his shoulders and braced his hands on the bed on either side of the younger man. Then, staring down into AJ’s face, he began thrusting in and out, drawing each movement out. Long minutes later, they were still staring into each other’s eyes, panting with need, their bodies covered in a fine sheen of sweat as they tortured themselves with the slow way they were fucking.

AJ fought it, but eventually his eyes rolled back in his head and his eyelids fluttered shut as Marshall’s cock repeatedly hit his prostate, making his own cock jump and twitch and leak precum. The minute his eyes closed, he felt Marshall’s mouth cover his and he opened up, letting the older man’s tongue in to fuck his mouth with the same rhythm he was fucking his ass. Reaching up, he pulled Marshall down closer, wanting to feel his body covering him.

Marshall gave in and lay down on top of him, elbows resting on the bed on either side of AJ, AJ’s legs still over his shoulders. The position forced AJ’s knees back so far he was virtually bent in two, and Marshall marveled at the fact that the younger man didn’t seem to be uncomfortable with the position at all.

“Fuck, you’re a bendy little shit.” Marshall suddenly blurted out, still thrusting leisurely in and out of his ass.

AJ’s eyes shot open and he looked up at him and chuckled. “Thanks, I think.”

Marshall smirked down at him, then his expression turned serious and he said in a husky voice, “Oh, it’s a compliment. Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are all bent up and opened wide for me like this?”

AJ’s smirk dropped from his face and his breath hitched in his throat, feeling the heat in Marshall’s eyes touch him. Something sparked between them and their movements suddenly became more urgent as the need to cum overtook their desire to make it last.

Marshall thrust into AJ faster, his eyes closing against the tight heat surrounding him and clutching at him. “Feel so good, baby.”

AJ moaned and arched into Marshall’s thrusts, his hands leaving the other man to clutch at the headboard, trying to keep his head from crashing into it as Marshall thrust harder and harder into him.

“Shit…yes, like that…harder...missed this…so good.” AJ babbled as he felt the older man’s cock slam into his prostate again and again.

Marshall was fucking him so hard by that point the thrusts to his prostate were almost painful, but he didn’t want him to stop or slow down…ever. He was fairly sure he was in heaven right then, and he never wanted to leave.

“Gonna…cum.” Marshall panted, slamming into AJ over and over.

“Do it. Cum inside me. Now.” AJ ordered.

Marshall thrust again. “Not…until you do.”

AJ gasped as Marshall somehow managed to thrust even deeper inside him. One more time and he knew he would explode, and then Marshall thrust again, and AJ couldn’t think, only feel as his whole body jerked and spasmed. He arched off the bed, screaming Marshall’s name as he came in long spurts all over his chest and stomach.

Marshall watched AJ loose control and fall over the edge, and the sight, combined with the way his ass spasmed around his cock was all it took and he was thrusting and cumming inside him as he cried out the younger man’s name.

Afterwards, Marshall collapsed on top of AJ, unable to move a muscle, still buried inside him. AJ dropped his legs from Marshall’s shoulders, and hooked his ankles around the blond’s thighs, wrapping his arms around his back and holding him tight as tears slipped silently down his cheeks, the emotional toll of the night finally catching up to him.

Marshall felt the wetness hit his cheek and pulled back a little to look down at AJ. When he saw the tears, he frowned, reaching up to wipe them away. “What’s wrong?”

AJ shook his head and bit his lip in embarrassment, trying to get himself under control.

Marshall leaned down and kissed him lightly, then pulled back again, slipping out of the other man and falling to the side, pulling AJ with him. Once they were both on their sides, facing each other, AJ still somehow wrapped around him, Marshall said, “Tell me.”

AJ closed his eyes and took a deep breath, finally getting himself under control a little. “Fuck. Sorry. I just. I didn’t think I’d ever get to be this way with you again. It just all…got to me I guess. I love you so damn much, and I can’t believe I can say it to you now and you won’t go running in the other direction.”

Marshall offered him a shaky smile, blinking back a suspicious moisture suddenly clouding his vision. He tried to respond, but his voice caught in his throat, and with a shudder, he buried his face in AJ’s neck.

AJ lay frozen in shock for a second before pulling himself together. “Marshall? Baby?”

When Marshall didn’t respond, AJ leaned back, pushing Marshall back slightly at the same time so he could see his face. What he saw floored him. Reaching out, he touched a finger to a tear sliding out of Marshall’s eye.

“I love you too.” Marshall blurted.

AJ smiled, the smile turning to a frown as Marshall chuckled. “What’s so funny?”

Marshall wiped at his face and said, “You’ve turned me into a fucking girl. Fucking crying…can’t believe this shit. Happy now?”

AJ’s smile returned and he reached out, cupping Marshall’s cheek. When Marshall’s blue eyes met his, he said, “Yeah, I am. You?”

Marshall smiled back and leaned in, kissing him thoroughly before answering, “Yeah, I am.”