by Lily Harlem
“Yes. You’re right.” Leo sighed and closed his eyes. “That feels nice.”
“Cold?”
“A little, more that it’s soothing.”
“Is it sore?”
“No, it’s fine.” It was stingy but he wasn’t about to admit to that. Instead, he relaxed into the long, sweeping movements of Malik’s hands as he carefully rubbed cream onto Leo’s neck, up into his hairline, then all the way down to the dips just above his buttocks. Leo was sure he wasn’t in the slightest bit red there—it was just the tips of his shoulders—but he was happy to be touched, caressed, explored.
“Tell me about your time in Nairobi,” Leo said.
“What do you want to know?”
“How long did you live there?”
“Nearly ten years.”
“Really? That’s a long time. What were you doing there? Studying?”
“If I answer all of these questions, will you tell me about London?” He laughed.
“Of course.”
“I was a student at the Aga Khan Hospital for the first few years, learning to be a nurse and then I worked there until I came home.”
“Did you like it?”
“Yes. Very much.”
“So why did you leave?”
“I felt I needed to give something back to the village. I never intended to stay for more than a year but it has been two now.”
“So you would like to go back to the city?”
“Yes. It is my plan to—one day.”
“Do you worry about your parents? Is that one of the reasons you stayed?”
“Yes, but Burta is a great support for them. She is sensible and also educated.”
“And she is happy living in the village?”
“She would like to marry.” He paused. “I think she would like to marry you.”
Leo laughed. “Well, I’m flattered but I think we both know that is never going to happen.”
“Yes. Yes. I know that, but she does not.”
“I haven’t encouraged her, Malik. You do know that, right?” Leo had a sudden panic that Malik might think that he had.
“I never said that.” Malik rubbed the cream around Leo’s waist, spreading it carefully and precisely, not missing a spot.
“I was told not to advertise my homosexuality while I was here in Africa.”
“Very wise.” Malik paused. “My parents would like me to marry a woman also. I told them that I’d had a serious girlfriend in Nairobi and we split. I used that as an excuse to come home and see how they were. I know they are disappointed that they have no grandchildren but they have extra to care for anyway. What is the point in having more mouths to feed when there is barely enough food to go round the village as it is?”
Leo nodded. “I agree… So you didn’t have a girlfriend in Nairobi but did you have a boyfriend?”
Malik hesitated. “A few. Yes. One was serious. But I was always very careful. Working in a hospital you see the worst of AIDS. I never took a risk and was regularly checked. In fact you, Leo, are the first person I have been with since I came from Nairobi two years ago.”
Leo turned and touched Malik’s cheek with his finger. “That’s a long time to be alone,” he said quietly.
“Yes.” He huffed. “I am surprised I lasted as long as I did that first night with you.”
“I think you’re the King of Stamina.” Leo grinned.
Malik laughed and pushed his shoulder to turn him back around. “I haven’t finished yet.”
He hadn’t? Leo suspected there was some overkill going on with the aftersun but he didn’t mind.
“It is nice not to feel alone,” Malik said. “To not have to hide how I feel about a man I am with.”
“Yes, I know what you mean. I’ve only lived with it for a few weeks. In London, I’m quite open about being gay.”
“That must be nice. Nairobi is tolerant, modern thinking, but still… I don’t shout it from the rooftops. That would not be wise.” He paused. “So in London. What about you, Leo? A man to warm your bed on those cold English nights?”
Leo sighed and stared out at the shifting river. “There was until eighteen months ago. Then we decided it was time for us to end and he went back to Germany, where he’s from.”
“I am sorry. That must have been hard.”
“It was at the time, but now I’m glad that it happened. Otherwise I wouldn’t be sitting here in the middle of Kenya in some beautiful place in the foothills of Kilimanjaro with you.”
“Life gives us a rich path to follow. It is a wonderful thing that our paths have merged here, in the canyon.” He lifted his hands from Leo and passed him the bottle of lotion.
“Thanks,” Leo said, tossing it onto his bag. He turned to Malik. “I just want you to know that this is so special, being here with you.”
Malik stood. He then stooped and cupped Leo’s cheeks in his hands. “I feel the same. This will be in my memory until I am dust.” He kissed Leo.
Leo pressed his hands over Malik’s kissed him back.
“I must sort out the fish,” Malik said, straightening.
“Wait, in a minute.” Leo kept a tight hold of Malik’s hands over his cheeks and stood with him.
“But…”
“You’ve touched me, rubbed in the cream. What do I get?” He twitched the side of his mouth in what he hoped was a sexy grin. He wasn’t ready to eat just yet.
Malik glanced at the fire.
“Well?”
“You can have whatever you want, Leo.” Malik bit on his full bottom lip, his teeth pushing some of the color from it. “From me.”
“Ah fuck…when you do that, bite your lip, it turns me the heck on.” Leo groaned and slid his hands to Malik’s chest. He pinched both of his nipples between his thumb and finger. His cock was reaching full hardness again. He could have whatever he wanted? From Malik. From this dark warrior who had become his everything.
“I need to check the fish if you cannot decide what you want.” Malik shrugged. It was both playful and nonchalant.
Leo guessed the fish would be okay for a few minutes, long enough for him to do what he wanted to Malik anyway. He stooped and took Malik’s right nipple into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue then nibbled on it gently.
“Leo,” Malik said breathily. “What are you…?”
Leo continued, he sucked and bit while playing with the left nipple, tweaking and pulling it.
“Oh, gods above.” Malik ran his hands through Leo’s hair.
Malik sagged slightly and Leo shot his free arm around his waist to hold him up. He got the impression Malik wasn’t used to the sensations he was giving him.
“You like?” Leo asked, kissing over his sternum and softly biting on Malik’s left nipple.
“I like your mouth on my body.”
“So let me do it some more.” As he’d spoken Leo tugged Malik back to their bed. “I’ll make it really good for you.”
Malik appeared a little dazed and his cock was thick and bobbing from his nest of pubic hair. His nipples were shiny erect disks and he was breathing hard.
Leo enjoyed taking some of the control. It was usually Malik in the driver’s seat.
He urged Malik to lie down then resumed laving at his nipples. The taste of them, the feel of their tiny points on his tongue, was almost enough to make him come.
“Leo.” Malik gasped, clenching his fist and placing it on Leo’s back.
“Just enjoy,” Leo said.
“But…”
“Malik.” Leo cupped his jaw and looked up at him. “Has no one ever done this to you before?”
“No. That is for women, babies.”
Leo laughed. “Nipples are highly erogenous.”
Malik raised his eyebrows.
“And yours certainly are.” Leo reached down and grasped Malik’s hard shaft. “See, your nipples are hot-wired to your dick.”
Malik groaned.
“Just lie back and enjoy,” Leo said. “The
fish is fine.”
“Yes…the fish is okay.”
Leo resumed toying with Malik’s nipples. He wasn’t rough but he wasn’t tender either.
Malik appeared to enjoy it the most when Leo took the tips between his teeth and tugged, his bite soft but definitely there.
“Oh…fuck…” Malik groaned.
Leo increased the speed he was rubbing on Malik’s cock, up and down, jerking him to full arousal. The heat of his shaft, the pulse beneath the surface, it felt wonderful. Leo canted his hips and his own dick came into alignment with Malik’s body, grating on his upper thigh.
“Ah, fuck, you’re going to make me come.” Malik writhed and dragged his fingers through Leo’s hair and down his back, pulling him closer.
Leo swept the flat of his tongue over Malik’s nipples, each in turn, then bit the left one, harder than he had before.
“Ah, fucking hell,” Malik cried, arching his back.
“Sorry,” Leo said hastily. Shit, he’d taken that too far.
“No, no, do not say sorry.” Malik grabbed Leo’s head and forced it back to his chest. “Don’t stop. It’s good. I never knew it would…be…”
Leo repeated his earlier action, capturing Malik’s nipple between his teeth and clamping down as much as he dared. He pinched the opposite one until it was squashed flat between his finger and thumb.
Malik bucked his lower body, shoving his dick into Leo’s hand, encouraging more.
Leo was aware of pre-cum on the tip of his own cock, touching stickily against Malik’s leg. He upped the tempo and pressure on Malik’s cock, wishing he had another hand so he could stimulate both nipples and wank him off at the same time.
Malik was so hard. He was hot and panting.
“Yes, yes,” Malik said, “more.” He pinched his left nipple and squeezed, groaning as he did so.
Leo’s heart raced, he felt privileged to witness Malik learning this new sensation, enjoying nipple pain with pleasure. Leo enjoyed erotic pain, thrived off it even, if he was with the right person. Sensual discomfort was something he hoped he’d explore more in the future.
A future with Malik?
He pushed hopeful thoughts from his mind and created a strong suction around Malik’s nipple. He pulled on and on until his cheeks were concave.
Malik moaned and groaned. He pushed for more and pulled away.
Leo stayed with him and continued to pull on Malik’s cock. Malik was close, pre-cum wept from the tip and Leo used it as lube, coating his shaft and his palm in it.
“Come. Come with me,” Malik cried out hoarsely. “Ahhh…”
Leo didn’t need to be asked twice. He rutted his cock over Malik’s thigh and the hard, wiry hairs scraped on his sensitive shaft. The combination of that and having Malik so wild beneath him sent a swift sharp orgasm darting up his dick.
He made no sound as he came. As cum splashed onto Malik’s thigh, Leo kept his mouth firmly latched on Malik’s nipple.
“Ah, I’m coming. Have you…?”
Leo shoved his groin higher, spreading his cum.
“Ah, yeah, I can…feel it…” Malik said. “Oh yeah...” He held his breath, his chest swelled and his back arched.
Leo’s arm ached from frantically rubbing Malik’s shaft but he carried on, picked up the pace
Within seconds he was rewarded with shot after shot of cum spilling onto his hand and basting Malik’s belly.
“Oh, yeah…don’t stop.” Malik gripped Leo’s head with one hand and wrapped the other around Leo’s fist.
Leo stayed with him. His cheeks hurt and his tongue was tired but he kept up his assault on Malik’s nipple as his orgasm receded.
“Oh…oh fuck…what was that?” Malik asked, releasing Leo and sagging to the ground.
Finally Leo lifted from Malik’s nipple, though he did keep hold of his spent dick. “That was hot for you then?”
“Yeah…I didn’t think…”
“That nipples could be so much fun? It’s not just cocks and arseholes that have sensitive nerve endings, you know.” Leo laughed breathlessly.
Malik stared at him for a moment, then he chuckled. “I can see that fucking a doctor has its benefits.”
“It does?” Leo smiled and smoothed his saliva from Malik’s nipple.
“Yes. You have the anatomy all worked out and know all the little secrets.”
“I like to think I have your anatomy all worked out.”
“I hope so.” He glanced at the fire. “Now I really should sort out your fish, otherwise you will be hungry and have no energy for later.”
There’s still a later.
“Okay then, but only because you have the right reasons for wanting to keep my strength up.”
Malik grinned and sat. He reached for a rag and wiped the cum from his belly and leg. He then ran his hands over his chest, dragging on his nipples that were still hard points.
“Sore?” Leo asked.
“Good sore.” He nodded and stood.
Leo watched as Malik strode to the fire and turned the spit, completely unselfconscious about his nakedness. He then went to the other fire, which had reduced its flames to a steady furnace, and threw several chunky logs onto it.
The muscles rippled beneath the surface of Malik’s dark skin, every sinew and tendon exactly where it should be and honed and toned to perfection.
Leo wasn’t surprised when his cock flooded with desire again. He was still hungry for more and being around a naked Malik was making him think that the sooner dinner was over, the better.
****
They ate the fish on more big glossy leaves—perfect plates—and Malik used his penknife to separate the flesh. Leo hummed and sighed as the delicate flakes fell apart in his mouth. He’d never eaten fish as nice or as fresh. Not even in some of London’s swankiest restaurants was it this good.
Malik ate as if it were a function. Fuel for his body. Food just something to give him sustenance and energy. He put his leafy plate aside and sipped on his water. “We will have more fish tomorrow. I will set the net again. Would you like that?”
“Yes, very much.” Leo nodded and scooped the last of his meal into his mouth.
He was then rewarded with the sight of Malik striding down to the river and jumping in. Again he disappeared under the surface, but Leo didn’t panic this time. Malik knew what he was doing.
Still, he was relieved when he popped back up on the surface and made his way to the canopy. The water on his body glistened in the golden evening sunshine, creating small rivers and streams that trickled down his perfect contours.
Leo set the bottle he’d been sipping from to one side and licked his lips. Damn, his cock was bloating again, filling with blood and need. He took hold of it and gave his shaft a few firm push-pulls.
Malik stopped in front of him with his shadow sprawled out behind. “Looks like you could do with a helping hand.”
Chapter Nineteen
“I was thinking the same thing,” Leo answered, rubbing the circle of his fingers around his tip. “A helping hand would be bloody nice right now.”
The side of Malik’s mouth tipped into a sexy smile and he tugged on his own hardening shaft, pulling it from the base to the glans.
Leo stared and his mouth watered.
“It’s time I had you in my mouth, Leo.”
Leo’s heart rate doubled and his cock surged. “Yes,” he managed. “I think it is.”
Malik’s sexy smile increased, as though he knew the effects his words had had on Leo’s body. “Let’s get comfortable.” He pointed to the bed in the cave.
Leo nodded and stood. He was thankful the aftersun had soaked into his skin because his flesh tingled with excitement. He moved to the arrangement of woven reeds, banged it a few times to check for snakes, then lay down.
Malik grabbed the lube and rested on his side next to him, but not face-to-face—he positioned himself so that his erection was beside Leo’s head, sixty-nine-style.
Leo stared a
t it, studying the twist and turns of the veins and the way Malik’s balls hung weighty and large against his thigh. If he shifted he could take Malik into his mouth. But right now…
“Ahhh…” he said, tensing every muscle in his body. “Fuck, yeah.”
Malik had trailed his tongue up the length of Leo’s cock, swirling and teasing and exploring all around the rim and the flare of his head.
Leo panted out a breath then sucked more air in.
Fuck, that feels good.
The light tease was exquisite. He glanced downward, wanting to see Malik’s lush lips wrap around his cockhead.
Malik did just that. Settling his plump mouth over the glans, he paused, twisted his neck to look up at Leo and, holding the shaft, flicked his tongue into Leo’s slit.
“I get so fucking horny seeing you do that.” Leo gasped.
Malik said nothing. Instead, he re-aligned his head and dipped low, taking Leo to the back of his mouth.
“Oh, that is heaven.” Leo clenched his fists and curled his toes.
The wet warmth of Malik’s mouth was like dipping into the most perfect arse. Malik rippled and sucked around him, pulling all of his longing into one place where he just wanted to let it go.
Malik pulled up and bobbed back down, going even deeper than before.
Leo spread his legs and shifted his pelvis—his balls were tingling and hot, his abs tense. Malik brought himself above Leo so that his knees were either side of Leo’s head and his cock dangled down. Leo stared up at the thick erection hovering above him. Yes. He wanted Malik too. At the same time as Malik sucked him.
He slid his hands up Malik’s thighs and made the most of a moment to see his lover from this angle. His dick was impressive and hard, his ball sacs heavy and his arsehole not quite visible in the crack of his buttocks.
With long, sweeping movements, Leo touched and explored Malik. He paid special attention to his arse cheeks and the warm cleft between them that was still slightly damp from the river. He loved it all, every dip and crease. He set to work playing with Malik’s balls, only pausing when Malik deep-throated him, and he had to picture the London Underground map to prevent himself from coming.