Hunger Unleashed

Chapter 96: Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson ~ When suppressed desires explode… Venting via sex!

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Bradley sat up and rolled onto his back beside Jean and just stared up at nothing. Jean took the envelope and put the letter back into it before stretching out beside Bradley. He reached out to gently run his fingers absentmindedly over Bradley's body as he thought about the letter he'd just read. The tone of the letter sounded just as he'd pictured Reverend Jackson the very first time his son had told him about the man. He was a very proud man who was clearly used to calling the shots.

The way he'd apologized to his son for what he'd done to him but had stuck to his disgust for Wendell had particularly stood out for Jean. Somehow he hoped that the man's words about Wendell would help Bradley see Wendell for who he really was. He thought that the content of Reverend Jackson's letter was exactly what Bradley needed at that point in his life to help him move on.

When Jean felt Bradley squirming beneath his hand, he looked at him to see what the problem was and couldn't suppress his amused chuckle when he realized that his wandering hand was actually stroking Bradley's hard length.

"Sorry," Jean muttered as he reached down to pull the covers over them.

"I've heard enough apologies for today don't you think?" Bradley muttered. "Do something about that hard dick and stop apologizing."

Jean's eyes widened at Bradley's tone. He looked...detached. "What do you want?"

"All of you," Bradley whispered as his eyes fluttered shut.

Jean stared at Bradley's face for a moment before leaning over him and peppering kisses all over his face. He moved down to his chest and paid attention to the taut nipples that were begging for his lips. But for his quickened breath which gave away the fact that he was excited, Bradley remained still until Jean took his cock into his mouth. He moaned helplessly as his hand moved to Jean's head. Jean was no expert at sucking cock but what he lacked in skill, he made up for in enthusiasm. He alternated between just the head...which he knew Bradley loved, and his heavy balls. Bradley couldn't suppress his moans of pleasure as Jean worked on his balls with vigor. And when he pushed Bradley's legs up after a while, the soldier knew what was coming and panted for it.

"Fuck..." Bradley cried out when Jean began to rim the hell out of his twitching hole. His eyes rolled into his head as his fingers pulled on his own nipples, heightening his pleasure. He swore, groaned, and made the most gorgeous noises. "Jean...now..." Bradley suddenly cried out when he thought he couldn't wait anymore. "Need you..." His body was on fire, a deep aching need deep inside him that he knew only Jean could soothe.

Jean reluctantly raised his head after a final lick. "Damn, you taste good." He breathed. He was so hard he couldn't wait a moment longer to sheath himself inside that tight heat. But... "Lube..." Jean groaned, getting to his feet.

"I'm wet enough, just do it," Bradley growled, shamelessly opening quivering thighs and exposing his wet hole to a flushed Jean. Bradley was burning with so much desire at that point he didn't care how wanton he looked. All that mattered was his hunger for Jean's possession.

"You'll thank me in the morning." Jean drawled huskily as he lubed up. No matter how badly he wanted to be deep inside Bradley, he wasn't ready to hurt the guy, Jean thought as he got back between Bradley's thighs. "Hey, look at me." He whispered as he rubbed the ringed tip of his hardened shaft against Bradley's hole. He held Bradley's gaze with the intensity of his as he began to slowly enter him, inch by pleasurable inch.

"God..." Bradley whimpered as the big and hard, steel-tipped cock slipped deep inside him until he felt Jean's balls against his arse. Both men stilled for a moment as they adjusted to each other. "So full, Jean. Oh god, so full." Bradley whispered shakily as he looked up at Jean with glazed eyes. The sheer magnetism and heat of Jean's gaze sent shivers of excitement down his spine. He love it when Jean looked at him like that...as if he was the only person in the world.

"Okay?" Jean breathed tremulously, unable to take his eyes off Bradley. God, he loved the man, he thought. At Bradley's nod, Jean began to move with exquisite slowness.

A helpless moan tore out of Bradley as his eyes instantly fluttered close in ecstasy. Each thrust flooded him with such amazing sensations he thought he would go insane with the intensity of it all. Jean fucked into him slowly and with so much passion it blew Bradley's mind. He opened his eyes when he felt Jean's hands on his face. He could see into Jean's very soul through his expressive, beautiful blue eyes. And those eyes said it all.

Bradley saw and felt his man's love for him. For someone who had gone through life without any love from anyone, he didn't know what he'd done right to suddenly deserve all the love that was pouring from all angles. And it had all started with Jean. Joy didn't even begin to describe the emotions the man in his arms aroused in him, Bradley thought as he felt himself coming completely undone.

Jean heard Bradley's breath hitch in his throat and saw his eye lose focus just before the soldier shut them. And when he saw the wetness squeeze out of the corners of Bradley's eyes and disappear into the pillow beneath his head, Jean groaned.

"Baby..." Jean breathed as he closed the short distance between their heads and captured Bradley's mouth in a kiss of such gentleness it only brought more tears out of the soldier.

Their tongues played and slid against each other's with such eroticism both men shivered. Bradley's hands dropped to Jean's sexily thrusting arse when his thrusts became fiercer. He cried into the kiss when that wicked ring nailed his pleasure button with precision. Pleasure mingled with emotions. The explosion that built up inside Bradley was like nothing he'd ever felt.

"Jean..." Bradley wrenched his mouth away from Jean's to cry out when the feeling inside became too much. "I love you, Jean." He gasped as he began to convulse against Jean, spilling his hot essence between them. "I love you..." He couldn't seem to stop himself from saying the words. It felt so good to be able to say them confidently and without fear.

"Say that again..." Jean demanded huskily against Bradley's lips. It felt so amazing and humbling to hear those words whilst he was deep inside his man.

"I love you...I love you...I love you." Bradley chanted as he writhed against Jean in euphoric ecstasy.

"I love you too, baby." Jean moaned, feeling himself losing control. "So much..." The sweet, rhythmic pressure on his cock was driving him insane. "Oh, fuck..." He slipped a hand between them to grab Bradley's wet pulsing cock. "You're going to come for me again, Sexy." With that, Jean changed his angle and began to piston into Bradley's tight heat with frenzied strength.

"Oh my god, Jean..." Bradley gasped as his head thrashed from side to side on the pillow. Not only was his prostate taking a battering from Jean, the firm stroking on his cock was propelling him into sensory overload. Bradley was at the edge of another breath-stealing orgasm before he even knew it. "'Bouta nut..." He whimpered shakily.

"So hot..." Jean's voice was barely above a whisper as he watched the man he loved with everything within him. "You're so fucking sexy." He looked completely enthralled by the man beneath him. "Just perfect." Jean breathed just as he stilled...his entire body going taut with his impending release. "Come with me, baby." Jean's husky command was all it took.

"Fuuuuck!" Bradley screamed his pleasure as he erupted for the second time, onto Jean's stroking hand.

And even as Bradley's orgasm rushed through him, Jean flooded his insides with his hot essence, climaxing long and deliciously inside Bradley which only incited wave after wave of bliss in the soldier. Bradley practically sobbed as uncontrollable pleasure consumed him to the point where everything ceased to exist but Jean. It was hands down, one of his best fucks.

Bradley slowly descended from his high to the feel of Jean's tongue flicking against his eyes. Knowing that Jean was licking away his tears made him melt inside. He felt Jean's sweet lips trailing across his cheek, and then down his jaw, to his throat. Bradley couldn't suppress his lustful moan when Jean latched onto the sensitive spot at the base of his throat and began to suck languidly.

"Jean..." Bradley moaned shakily as an intense shudder blazed through him.

Jean raised his head and looked down at Bradley with a look of tenderness. "Hey..." He whispered huskily. "Look who decided to join me." He brought up the hand that had still been wrapped around Bradley's cock and licked his fingers. "Sweet." Jean moaned, drawing an answering moan from Bradley.

"You're amazing." Bradley croaked, his body trembling with exquisite aftershocks.

"So are you," Jean murmured huskily. "Nothing on earth feels as good as being inside you." He rubbed his knuckles against Bradley's cheek. "Feeling you around me, feeling that sweet tightness grip me so hard it blows my..." Jean's words trailed off into a groan when he felt himself jerk inside Bradley. "Fuck, I need to get off you." He started to slide off Bradley but Bradley locked his legs around him and stopped his movement.

"Stay." Bradley rasped.

"I'm heavy." Jean groaned, urging himself silently not to get hard.

"Do you hear me complaining?" Bradley's husky response sent a shudder through Jean.