"I'm not on duty 'til noon." Dave walked to the door behind Coll. "However, Tina will be here by seven and she can't be quiet to save herself. So I'll say goodnight and see you all whenever." He walked out behind Coll, and closed the door behind him.
"Apart from Coll then, we reconvene here at what, ten?" Jack asked. "And Marshall Fizz can tell her troops what the plan of action is."
Fizz mock saluted him. "You'd miss me if I wasn't here. Okay, I'm off to bed. Will you show Bill where Taggart is?"
"Of course." Jack waited until she'd left the room. He looked Bill squarely in the face. "You know Coll and I are married, right?"
Bill nodded. "Yeah. Oh, you think it might bother me? Not at all. That was why I wondered why I was asked to go to that club. Mind you, it was an eye opener, and I was way out of my depth. And you know? Dutch courage is a misnomer, as it just makes you act out of character."
"For sure. Right let me show you where you're spending what's left of the night. If I know Coll he'll either be fast asleep and hogging the pillows or wide awake and waiting for me with a metaphorical rolling pin."
Bill smiled. "I envy anyone in love. Er, is Fizz married?"
Chapter Twelve
"And then he went red and mumbled something I didn't catch. I took pity on him and just said, not anymore, and showed him into Vera. Hell, that sounds kinky." Jack pulled his t-shirt and jeans off and threw them into the general direction of the dirty laundry basket. They hung over the edge like a drunk visiting Huey. "I'll put them in properly in a sec." He stretched his arms above his head and twisted his body to get rid of some of the aches and pains.
Coll made a noise somewhere between a moan and that of a strangled rabbit.
Jack turned in his direction and smiled wickedly. His cock was erect, and jutted proudly out from his body. Coll salivated and cleared his throat as he worked his mouth to reduce the sudden dryness in it. His own cock was erect to the point of pain, and his pre-cum spread down its length and onto his balls.
"You said something?" Jack just about purred the words.
Coll found his voice. "Bags…dibs to go cocking."
"Bags? Dibs?" Jack smirked. "Oh my, back to the school yard, eh? You want first choice? Cooking? Feel free."
Coll sniggered. Jack had taken up an Atlas pose and flexed his muscles. Then he dropped one hand to his cock and stroked it ever so slowly from tip to base, stretching and sliding the skin over the rigid core.
"Depends if you think we can generate enough heat?" Coll kicked the covers back until they landed on the floor and copied Jack's hand movements on his own cock.
"Mixing all the ingredients together?" Jack said in a gravelly tone. "Oh, why not. And no spoons are needed. Hands are best for mixing."
"Tongues add more liquid?" Coll said as Jack crawled up the bed next to him and lay on his side so they were almost cock to cock.
"Definitely. Mind you, I think you might need to be head chef tonight. Except, You have to get up in an hour or so."
"I'm up now," Coll said. "Wide awake and waving hello." He moved his cock from side to side. "I think we better start mixing right away or the er, liquid might leak out and be wasted."
Jack roared with laughter. “What a good idea. I'm knackered. Do you want to direct?" He kissed Coll on the cheek and trailed his tongue downward to lave each nipple in turn.
Coll sighed in pleasure. The tiny sucking action and the nips that followed sent his arousal higher and his pre-cum gathering on his cock faster than before.
"My turn." He bent his head and Jack held his cock up. "Please, love. Kiss my cock and then fuck my ass. I need to feel you in me."
"That's an offer I can't refuse." Coll sucked in the end of Jack's cock and tasted the salty-sweet pre-cum as it coated his tongue. He grazed his teeth along the shaft, tight enough for Jack to hiss and moan. Then he let Jack's dick slide out of his mouth with a noisy plop.
"On your back, then." He stretched his hand out and fumbled in the cabinet for lube and condom, as Jack rolled over with alacrity.
It took Coll scant seconds to rubber up, and to coat the condom and the entrance to Jack's anus with lube.
"Need you."
"Need you more."
Coll inched forward on his knees and pulled Jack where he wanted him.
"Put your ankles on my neck."
Jack obliged and Coll wasted no time to inch his cock into Jack's dark and welcoming hole.
"More. I'm ready." Jack groaned the words and lifted his ass off the mattress. "Fill me, for fuck’s sake, bloody fill me now."
"My … pleasure." Coll panted the words and pushed past the ring of muscles that guarded the entrance and filled Jack. He withdrew almost to the head of his cock and pressed forward again.
Jack had his cock in both hands and set a hot hard pace as he fisted himself. Coll watched through glazed eyes and matched the rhythm. His cock ached from the need to spill his cum and his body was on fire. As Coll watched, Jack stiffened and his hand movements became even more frenzied. He threw back his head and shouted.
"Co … ll."
It was enough. Coll let himself go and fell over the edge into a hard, fast fucking climax.
****
Coll's eyes were gritty, as he sat next to Jack on the settee and waited for the pre-recorded documentary about Jack, his gluten allergy and how it didn't affect his work, to begin. He nursed a tiny glass of wine and snuggled into Jack's side. Since Jack couldn't eat gluten and generally beer had gluten in it, Coll decided no beer unless it was gluten-free, even though Jack had told him he was being silly. Coll read somewhere that gluten might be passed via saliva and he wasn't taking any chances. It wasn't a problem for Coll. Jack's wellbeing was paramount.
Coll sniggered and Jack looked at him in query.
"I just remembered that day you and Bill made your announcement about him working for you. The poor kids at school must have taken one look at me and decided you'd thrown me over. They were so solicitous and sympathetic that I got worried. It didn't last though, thankfully. As soon as they realized I wasn't the cuckolded husband things went back to normal."
Jack frowned. Coll became alarmed. Come to think of it Jack had been quiet the last few days. Coll had decided it was due to the end of filming and the feeling of coming down from a high that Jack described to him.
"What?" Coll asked. "You're worrying me."
"Well, you know you said you wanted to take a sabbatical and the school was happy. And you're going to have a go at writing?"
Coll nodded. His stomach muscles contracted in worry. "You're out of work? Lost all our savings gambling on flea races? Camel races? Bought a bridge? Tell me. I can take it and I don't have to take a sabbatical."
Jack punched him. "No, you ass. I wondered if you could do it in Australia. I've just heard they want to do a series of Miller down under. Based in Perth. I said I'd need to ask my husband. Six months, and maybe, another six if all goes well. The thing is … well, what do you think? I'm not doing it if it won't work for you."
Coll rushed to reassure him. "Hell, Jack. Have laptop, will travel. Whither thou goest, and all that."
"Well, I’d wither without you, so… We go?"
"We go."
"Dammit, I'm taping this documentary anyway. Shall we go now?"
"Eh?" Coll blinked. Sometimes Jack made his head spin, when they weren't making love as well as when they were. "Now? Don't we need visas and stuff?"
Jack stood up and pulled Coll to his feet.
"Not where we're going." He tugged Coll out of the room and toward the stairs. Coll followed him gladly. It was true what he'd said. Wherever Jack went, he'd be there with him.
"We don't need a visa..." Jack paused on the top step and leaned down to embrace Coll and pull him into a deep, tongue-teasing kiss. When he lifted his head they were both breathing heavily.
"…In bed."
The End
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