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Colby Granger/Stephen Hart: fumble (Numb3rs)

Colby fumbled at Stephen’s belt as they stumbled in the door. It wasn’t gentle, neither of them wanted it.

Colby’s thoughts were full of David’s disappointed looks and cold comments. Stephen’s full of Nick’s shocked face and distance.

Neither of them wanted gentle tonight.

Colby gasped for breath as he pushed Stephen to his knees, his head resting against the hallway wall.

Stephen knees thumped onto the carpet, skidding a little and the burn sent shivers of pain into him.

His fingernails dug into Colby’s skin as he tugged his own pants down, hand wrapping just a little too hard around his cock.

Colby got impatient, tangling his fingers into Stephen’s hair and tugging him forward. Stephen let him, following the tug until Colby’s fingers pressed hard into his scalp and his cock was pressed against his lips.

Stephen flicked his tongue out and Colby groaned, thrusting forward, pressing past the barrier of his lips into the wet warmth of his mouth.

Stephen fought not to gag as Colby thrust into his mouth again, hand on his hair holding him still.

Stephen earned a groan as he hollowed his cheeks on Colby’s next thrust. He reached a hand out behind him to help keep himself upright and worked the other along his cock, hard and fast, matching Colby’s thrusts into his mouth.

Colby’s free hand was lying along Stephen’s jaw, thumb pressing into the bone, an ache mirroring the ache in his jaw muscles.

Despite the pain he was so close, he swept his thumb across the head of his cock at the end of each stroke, which were becoming more ragged every moment.

He came with a bright light behind his eyelids and an aching jaw. Colby held him up and used the relaxing of his muscles to fuck him deeper and harder until he came buried so deep in his throat Stephen couldn’t even taste the come.

Colby finally dropped him to the floor and Stephen lay there feeling even emptier then he had before.