by Lily Harlem
“Yes. A cave.” Malik nodded. “It is not very big but I have created a bed. I hope it is comfortable for us.”
Leo slid his arm around Malik’s waist and pulled their hips together. “It looks perfect for many things, though I’m not sure how much sleeping we’ll do.”
“We will need some sleep to renew our strength,” Malik said with a grin then twisted and took Leo’s bag. “Though first we need to eat.”
A pang of hunger rumbled through Leo’s stomach.
Malik stepped away and placed Leo’s bag down. “I have this for us.” He tugged at a rock in the wall and revealed a small cavity. From it, he withdrew a package. “Sit.” He indicated to a couple of stools, fashioned out of block-shaped rocks and topped with a soft mossy substance.
“Is this what you were doing? All that time you were away?” Leo asked, sitting and noting that there was also a triangular pile of kindling waiting to be lit by the canopy. It had a wooden trellis structure above it, like a spit.
“I would sleep on dirt if I was alone, but you, Leo, are not as accustomed to life on the land. I want you to be comfortable.” He sat, placed the package on his lap and began to unwrap it.
Leo could see that it was made of leaves. “I’m very grateful. It’s beautiful,” he said, studying the canyon again.
The view from their shelter was stunning, something he’d remember always—the clear blue sky, the sand colored cliffs surrounding them and the sparkling river. And Malik sitting next to him… Beautiful, sexy Malik and a whole night stretched out before them. It was a fantasy come true. The anticipation alone was an erotic memory and something he was happy to savor rather than rush to the main event, now that they were here.
“Food.” Malik passed Leo a plate created from a glossy green leaf.
“Fish.” Leo studied the golden flakes of flesh. “Thank you.”
“It is smoked. It is good. Try it.”
Leo already was. A burst of flavor spread on his tongue—woody yet delicate. He chewed through the softness and was eager for more. Malik laughed.
“You were hungry.”
“Yes, starving,” Leo said with a grin and scooped up another mouthful.
They ate in silence. Leo sipped on the last of the water from his bottle and watched a small bird, with a long Y-shaped tail, flitting about in the reeds. When he’d finished, he set the leaf-plate to one side. “Thank you, Malik. That was wonderful.”
Malik nodded once and glanced at the empty plate. “I am glad.”
Leo stood, pulled off his top then folded it over the upper edge of the canopy, hoping that would discourage any slithering creatures from making it their home. As he turned to sit, he noticed the lingering gaze Malik gave his body.
He sucked in his stomach a little, knowing it highlighted his abs, and enjoyed a rush of blood to his cock. Finally. They were alone. Alone, fed and with all the privacy they could ever hope for.
“I’m going for a swim.” Malik stood then stepped out of his sandals.
“Good idea. I’ll join you in a minute.” Leo pressed his hand to his stomach. He was pleased when Malik’s gaze followed. “I’ll just let my lunch go down.”
Malik raised his eyebrows as though this was a new idea. “Okay.”
Leo sat, happy to watch as Malik walked the twenty or so feet down to the water’s edge. Once there, Malik dropped his black shorts revealing his taut, dark buttocks. He stepped out of them and strode into the water.
The sound the river brushing and splashing against his hard thighs rumbled toward Leo. A few rippling waves shimmied to the bank and broke on the sandy surface.
As Malik sank deeper, Leo’s cock grew harder. He shifted on the stool. His balls were tight and a tug in his arsehole told him that he would soon be at full mast. But that was okay, he was allowed to be. That was why they were here.
Malik dove forward, giving Leo just a hint of his shiny, wet buttocks as he did so. For several long seconds he was beneath the surface then he burst upward, shook his head to rid it of drips and grinned at Leo.
“It is good,” he called.
“It looks it.” Leo stood. His cock was bulging the material of his shorts. He decided he’d had enough of the constraints of clothes, undid his button and zipper and added his shorts and boxers to the top of the canopy.
The air filtered around his protruding erection, cooling his heated shaft and tickling against his balls. He stooped and unlaced his boots, then took them and his socks off.
“Leo,” Malik shouted.
Leo looked up. Malik was wading from the water. With each step he took, the surface lowered down his abdomen.
Leo licked his lips and his cock strained. The excitement of seeing Malik’s dick for the first time was almost too much to cope with. He reached out and grasped one of the branches that supported the canopy. “Yes?”
Malik said nothing. Instead, he kept walking and staring at Leo’s naked body.
Leo was captivated by the dropping water line. Coming into view was a tight strip of dark hair, running from Malik’s navel. Also, now, from the water emerged the tip of his cock. Shiny and domed, it rose upward as the water slipped down his black shaft.
He kept walking and Leo thought he might orgasm just from the glorious sight of Malik emerging god-like from the African river. Had there ever been a man as beautiful and perfect? Leo doubted it. His mouth was dry, his heart thudding, and blood raged.
Malik stepped completely from the river. He stood, feet apart, hands on his hips and his erection pointing toward Leo.
“Leo,” Malik called again, his deep voice a rumbling echo.
“What?” Leo managed, his throat tight. He wanted to grip his dick, give it some of the stimulation it needed, but equally, he wanted to wait. He needed Malik to grip it, touch him, bring him to climax.
“Come here,” Malik said, his voice firm. “Come here and suck my cock.”
Oh, God, those words…from Malik’s mouth!
Desire rushed through Leo. He walked toward Malik, the tip of his erection tapping on his stomach as he went. When he reached Malik, Malik planted his hands on Leo’s shoulders and exerted a firm pressure.
“On your knees, Leo.”
Leo did as Malik had requested, his kneecaps sinking into the soft, warm sand and his toes collecting a little pile around them.
“Hands behind your back.” From the tone in Malik’s voice, it was clear he expected to be obeyed.
Again Leo did as instructed. He adored the way Malik knew what he wanted—took charge. It was a breath of fresh air to be the one following orders for a change instead of giving them out.
“Keep them there, behind your back,” Malik said.
He cupped Leo’s jaw in his palm and pressed his fingertips and thumb onto Leo’s cheeks. It was enough of a squeeze for Leo to be forced to open up, but he did so gladly, because Malik’s dick was just inches from his face and he couldn’t wait to taste it, draw it into his mouth and wrap his tongue around the glorious thick shaft.
“That’s it…open wide. I need you wide for my big cock.”
Leo stretched his jaw wider, until his temple joints ached. Malik’s hold on his face was firm. He tried to tip forward, speed things up and take Malik, but he found he couldn’t move his head.
“Ah, so greedy.” Malik chuckled. “So greedy and desperate for cock.”
Leo couldn’t answer, so instead he pleaded with his eyes, hoping that Malik would have mercy and finally give him what he needed.
It seemed, however, that Malik was enjoying drawing out Leo’s agony. He took his dark shaft in his hand and touched the glossy tip to Leo’s bottom lip.
Leo darted out his tongue and swiped it through the slit. He was thrilled when a short, sharp grunt left Malik and breezed over his head. Quickly, he drew in Malik’s sex flavor. Dark and exotic, like bitter chocolate laced with honey. He needed more.
But Malik took his dick away, held it out of reach for a torturous moment then placed it on Leo’s
top lip again.
Leo felt his insides tighten and his cock bob. God, he needed this.
Malik, still holding Leo’s face tightly, drew a circle around Leo’s mouth, the tip tracing over every millimeter of his lips with agonizing slowness.
Leo murmured in tormented delight. The satiny skin of Malik’s glans was such a tease of what was to come. He stared up into Malik’s face. He’d shifted slightly and the sun was directly behind him. He was in silhouette and the brilliant white light spread behind his head like a halo.
“I want your mouth,” Malik said. “I want to fuck your mouth.”
“Yes.” Leo gasped.
“I’ve been thinking about your mouth since the first time I saw you.”
“You have?” As Leo spoke his lips brushed against Malik’s cock. It was just a tickle, a whisper of sensation.
“Yes, your thin, pink lips, I need to know what they feel like on me.”
“They’ll feel great. I promise.”
Still Leo couldn’t make out Malik’s expression because of the sun, but the need in his voice was evident in his deep husky tone.
Malik increased the pressure on Leo’s jaw and slid the tip of his cock into his mouth. Leo could no longer speak. But he showed his pleasure by rubbing his tongue through the slit then smoothing it around the rim of the glans.
“Mmm, more…” Malik murmured, pushing in another inch.
Leo hugged Malik’s thick shaft with his tongue. Damn, he was big. He knew he was but his mouth was at maximum stretch already. How the hell had he taken this up his arse? Perhaps Malik was right not to let him see it before he’d fucked him. But now he knew he could take it, he’d take it again, soon—right after he’d sucked Malik off.
“You won’t fit it all in,” Malik said, smoothing in some more. “But give me what you can.”
Leo tried to nod but couldn’t. Malik held him firmly, a hand at the base of his skull now as well as on his face, beneath his chin.
More of Malik’s thick shaft slid into Leo’s mouth. He felt it tickle the back of his throat and he beat down a gag. He bunched his hands together and shut his eyes, felt moisture building behind them. He struggled to pull in a breath.
“Ah, that’s it, that’s as far as we go,” Malik said. “You’re doing great.”
A moan rumbled up from Leo’s chest then he pulled in air as Malik slipped almost out. A dribble of saliva seeped onto his chin.
“I love your mouth, your lips stretched so thin and pretty around my dick,” Malik said.
Pretty?
Leo wasn’t sure about that description but he’d let it pass for now. He had more important things to think about.
Malik sank back in, to the same depth as before.
This time Leo rubbed the flat of his tongue around the base of his shaft, exploring the veins there. They were bulging and hard, each one like a thick branch of a tree.
“Ah, yeah,” Malik murmured, “I like that.”
Leo upped the flicking of his tongue. He kept his eyes shut, adoring being lost in sensation and the way Malik was holding him. He really was having his mouth fucked. Malik moved in a slow, hip thrusting rhythm, in and out, in and out.
Leo’s own cock strained forward. The temptation to just grab it and wank was almost overwhelming but he resisted and kept his hands clasped behind his back, submissive and obedient to the dominant man in front of him.
Malik increased the tightness of his hold on Leo. A drip of pre-cum seeped from his tip, soaking into Leo’s palate. He was getting near.
Leo’s heart rate sped up. Excitement steamed through him. He was eager for Malik’s pleasure to hit. To hear him come and taste his seed.
Malik’s breaths increased. He groaned in an unharnessed, lost-to-the-moment way.
Suddenly he pulled out of Leo’s mouth and released his face but not the grip on the back of Leo’s neck.
Leo opened his eyes, gasping for breath and his chest heaving. He was so close to spurting himself. His balls retracted and his abdomen tensed.
Malik gripped his own shaft and he hunched forward, masturbating wildly in front of Leo. “Yes, yes, yes…” he hissed.
Leo watched as Malik’s slit expanded. The sound of skin-on-skin, the sight of a big, dark cock about to explode was enough to have Leo leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. But still he fisted his hands together, his fingernails biting into his own flesh. He wanted to concentrate on Malik’s pleasure, not his own.
“I’m coming.” Malik gasped. “I’m going to come on you. Get ready for it.” He moaned long and loud and his hand increased in speed, jerking his shaft violently as the first rope of cum shot from his cock.
It landed with a slap on Leo’s cheek, wet and warm and splashing onto his nose. He shut his eyes and felt the next spurt land as Malik shouted. “Mine.”
“Yes, yours,” Leo cried, dizzy with desire. A blob of cum sliced over his lips and a delicious thick drip landed in his mouth.
“More,” Leo said, hungrily poking out his tongue.
“Ahh…” Malik grunted, aiming a final drool of his pleasure onto Leo’s outstretched tongue.
Leo spread it around his mouth and licked his lips. He opened his eyes. Malik was no longer standing. He’d dropped to his knees and was face-to-face with Leo.
“Fuck, that was incredible,” Malik said, cupping Leo’s sticky cheek. “You took me, so much of me.”
Leo grinned and as he did so, the cum on his face dripped and slid. He was sure there was some balancing on the very end of his nose. “Yes, I wanted to please you.”
“You did that.” Malik grinned, flashing his white teeth. “I guess I can discount the rumor that white men can’t give blowjobs.”
Leo widened his eyes. “That’s a rumor?”
“Yes.”
“Bloody hell. I never knew.” He paused. “Though I suppose the rumor that all black men have big cocks isn’t true either.”
“Ahh,” Malik said with a breathless laugh. “That rumor is true, Leo. And mine is especially big and especially hungry for you.”
Chapter Seventeen
“Let’s clean you up.” Malik stood and held out his hand.
Leo stared up at him but didn’t move.
Malik tipped his head and a slight frown creased his brow.
Leo shrugged.
“Ahh. You can remove your hands from behind your back now.” Malik smiled and nodded.
“Thank you.” Leo unknotted his stiff fingers and placed his left hand in Malik’s.
Malik pulled him up.
Leo’s knees were a little rigid from kneeling and his cock was still painfully engorged.
Malik looked down at it, lust in his eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure that gets seen to soon, but I have something that will help while we wait for the right time.”
“Good,” Leo said, allowing Malik to tug him toward the water. “It’s getting uncomfortable.”
The water was cold, as Malik had warned, but Leo was glad of the refreshing sensation that lapped around him as he waded into it. He studied the way the sun reflected off Malik’s dark shoulders, making his flesh seem almost mirror-like. He’d have to remember to put more protection on his delicate skin soon, especially if he was going to spend the afternoon naked.
Malik turned, released Leo’s hand and dipped his shoulders into the water. He then pushed off and floated on his back, staring up at the sky.
Leo dunked himself completely under, scrubbing at his face with his palm while he was beneath the surface. The sound of the water echoed in his ears and his heart was still pounding. Thankfully, the chill had taken the edge off his erection and the need to come had abated.
“You like?” Malik asked when Leo surfaced.
“It’s heavenly.” Leo turned onto his back and let the water support him. “And the sky is so perfect.”
He studied the crystal-clear azure. The sun was just out of his line of vision but he could see the white heat spreading like an artist’s wash over t
he sky.
His cock breached the surface of the water and he turned, took several fast strokes and reached the opposite side of the bank.
Malik had swum toward the reeds, his body mostly submerged, as though he preferred to swim like a crocodile.
A shudder of desire filled Leo. He wanted Malik—and soon. He hoped he was quick at recovering.
Malik dove downwards and his whole body disappeared.
Leo stared, waiting for him to resurface.
Several bubbles popped and spread small ripples.
A knot of worry wound itself through Leo.
He’d been down a long time.
More bubbles then nothing. Leo stood, trying to see clearer, but the section of water Malik had disappeared into was the darkest patch of the river. Possibly twenty feet deep. He couldn’t make out a thing.
Leo was unable to wait any longer. He lunged forward and headed for the reeds, thrusting out his arms in long, powerful strokes. He’d have to go down and find him.
Horrendous images went through his mind. Perhaps he had his foot trapped in a rock or a savage creature was attacking him.
Suddenly, right in front of Leo, Malik burst from the water. He took in a huge breath and grinned.
“Fuck,” Leo said, coming to an abrupt stop. “You scared the shit out of me.”
“What? Why?”
“Going under for all that time.”
“I wasn’t under long. I was just checking my nets.”
“Nets?”
“Yes. I have captured us some dinner, for tonight.” He held up a black stringy bag that contained two writhing silver fish.
Leo grinned. “Looks good.” He pushed backward, moving to the bank where he could stand.
“They will be. I will cook them for you,” Malik said, following.
Once at the bank, Malik tied the fish bag to a twisted root so that the creatures were still in the water. “They will stay fresh like this. Until we have built up our appetite again.”
“Mmm, I think we should start working on that soon.” Leo could stand now and the water sat at his waist. The sun on his wet skin tingled and he relished feeling cool for the first time all day.
“I agree,” Malik said, coming to stand next to him. “In fact, I think we should start right now.” He leaned forward and kissed Leo—a long, deep kiss that included lots of tongue and a close cuddle.