by Franks, LE
He slipped slowly down, scraping his lips and teeth across pale cool skin as he went. He paused at the base of Jamie’s neck, where the pulse pounded against skin, and worked the flesh there for a while, drawing color to the surface, staining it a satisfying burgundy before moving on.
Jamie wasn’t still during this exploration. He writhed and moaned, tempting Sawyer with his body. He attempted to rub his hard length against Sawyer’s own, but Sawyer easily evaded the attempt.
Jamie cursed. “Just hurry the fuck up and touch my cock!”
“And what would be the fun in that?” Sawyer let his body settle fully onto Jamie for a moment, pinning his erection between them.
“Fffff... fun. You have six condoms. Don’t be stingy, now....” Jamie’s hiss of pleasure turned quickly back to frustration when Sawyer didn’t move again except to drop his mouth over a nipple and hum around the tender flesh.
“You’re killing me....” Jamie jerked under him as he rolled the other nub between thumb and forefinger, pressing firmly—the hum turned into a laugh, and Sawyer smothered it by sucking hard on the rosy flesh between his lips.
When Sawyer raised his hips slightly to scoot farther down, the edge of the bag fell from his shoulders, exposing them both to the night air. He barely noticed. Not with Jamie lying there, arms loose in supplication, head thrown back and eyes closed. Jamie’s lips were swollen from their kisses, making him look debauched, and the strange coloration of his hair resembled blood against the translucent cast to his skin.
He could have fallen out of some Renaissance canvas depicting the struggle between heaven and hell, and when Jamie flicked his lids up, opening his eyes for Sawyer, the swirling, almost black cast to the irises was unworldly and bewitching. Lust surged through Sawyer, and he grabbed the base of his penis and squeezed. Already the tip of his cock was slick with precum.
Just looking at this man beneath him....
This time it was Sawyer who was impatient.
“I want....” He didn’t know what he wanted, or rather he didn’t know what he wanted first.
Jamie’s erection, freed from the press of Sawyer’s body, pulsed and bobbed, leaving sticky traces of its own on Jamie’s belly. He wanted to taste it, to lick and suck and drain all the come from Jamie’s balls.
But the need to be inside this man, to hold him in his arms and watch his face as he drew the first orgasm out of him....
“That’s okay.” Jamie smiled, holding out his hand. “Just fuck me.” He uncurled his fingers and offered Sawyer a gold square.
“Is mind reading one of your special shifter skills?” Sawyer took the condom and opened the packet with his teeth before laying it aside.
“Just spent a couple of hours in a tree learning to read your body language....”
Jamie reached for his cock, and Sawyer slapped the hand away with regret. “You’re liable to trigger an explosion if you do that.” Sawyer slid a thumbnail through the plastic seal on the bottle of lube, then flicked it open.
“Oh, I’m happy to let you do all the work.”
Sawyer was relieved that Jamie wasn’t offended. He was a switch, and under normal circumstances was happy with sex any way he could get it. But this felt... different. He couldn’t articulate even to himself this smoldering need, this feeling from deep inside to lay the first claim on the other man—to somehow imprint his mark on him. It felt primitive, maybe primal. He wanted to crawl right inside this man and stay forever. And fucking? It was the closest thing to that he could think of.
He brushed the thoughts aside and focused on Jamie, who had kicked open the sleeping bag to give them more room and was lying loose and open, inviting Sawyer’s gaze, the glans of his penis red and glistening, his length swollen.
In the end, Sawyer couldn’t resist a taste.
He’d poured a generous amount of lube over his fingers and used them to stroke the tender skin of Jamie’s perineum, gently scraping a nail over his taint with each pass—the preparations leaving Jamie moaning and twisting and jerking. Sawyer pulled him closer, draping his thighs across his lap, and as he breached Jamie’s hole with first one finger and then another, he caved in to temptation and covered the head of Jamie’s cock with his mouth.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck....”
It was enough to pin Jamie in place, the fingers in his ass, the tongue exploring the lip of his glans—he added a third finger, hearing the burn in Jamie’s sudden inhalation breaking through the string of moans and expletives.
He pulled off, missing the tang, and almost immediately Jamie began to move on Sawyer’s fingers, shoving them deeper, but not deep enough, given Jamie’s look of frustrated concentration.
“What do you need, Jamie?”
It wasn’t a question that required an answer—he knew what Jamie needed, could read it in his body and in the sounds that he was making—but he was fascinated by this new side of him and wasn’t in a rush to have it end.
“You, your cock, a million bucks....” Jamie put his impressive abs to work and did a slow motion jackknife, reaching to wrap a hand around his dick, either unwilling or unable to wait.
Sawyer brushed his hand aside, then grabbed Jamie by the scruff of the neck to draw him closer. He kissed him, pouring all his desire and need into it, leaving Jamie panting and his own head spinning. He had enough presence of mind to slip the condom into Jamie’s hand, letting him share in the ritual of unrolling the latex and stroking it down his shaft.
Jamie was practically sitting in his lap, so he lifted him up the rest of the way, holding him in his arms while Jamie wrapped his legs around his waist. Their cocks rubbed against each other, slick from the extra lube.
“Ready?” Sawyer murmured against Jamie’s lips.
“Past.”
Sawyer bore them both down, back into the soft warmth of the down fill, his mouth hungry on Jamie’s, and he canted his hips, sliding his dick over Jamie’s balls and along his crack until he could break away and reach down to guide himself past the ring of muscle.
He pressed on, sinking helmet and glans and shaft in one long, slow stroke that made him feel that if he could just continue unabated, he would pierce Jamie’s heart where he lay before him.
He bottomed out, and all flights of fancy dissolved under the heat in Jamie’s eyes.
“Move.”
And they both did.
Another fight for submission had Jamie pushing as Sawyer dueled back. They sparred, trading the lead between them, until Sawyer tired of the game. He angled his hips to drag across Jamie’s nerve bundle and set a pounding rhythm that made Jamie arch up to meet him.
“Holy fuck! Yes!” Jamie panted, gripping the rip-stop nylon with his fingers and placing his feet flat on the ground to anchor against the onslaught brought by Sawyer’s hips.
His orgasm, when it came, was unexpected, and it drew Sawyer’s quickly in its wake.
Sawyer had been so focused on the perfect tempo, so drawn into the maelstrom of sensation as the walls of Jamie’s ass milked his cock with every pass, that he hadn’t returned his attention back to Jamie’s cock—and Jamie was still just trying to hold himself in place so that Sawyer’s energetic pounding didn’t send them both rocketing through the side of the tent.
“Show off,” Jamie panted beneath him.
Maybe later Sawyer would feel a little guilty about neglecting his bed partner, but right then, after feeling the orgasm exploding from Jamie, constricting the walls of his ass and milking the cock that caused it without additional stimulation, well... he was just a bit smug.
Sawyer withdrew, then stripped and tied off the condom before tossing it aside. He rolled over next to Jamie with a sigh. He dipped a forefinger into the pool of semen cooling on Jamie’s belly and used it to sign his name.
Jamie barked a laugh. “Ass.”
Sawyer lay back, covering his eyes with his forearm, and concentrated on slowing his rocketing heartbeat. He felt something cold and sticky sliding across his thigh and looked d
own.
Jamie was drawing a misshapen circle in come, adding his initials, if he was interpreting the path Jamie’s finger made across skin correctly.
Jamie leaned on one arm as he worked, the muscles of his back flexing. He really was a creature of fantasy.
“What’s that?” Sawyer asked, admiring the artist if not the art.
Jamie looked at him over his shoulder.
“It’s an acorn.” The smile he gave him was broad and full of delight.
“Now you’re one of my nuts.”
Thank you for reading Of Nuts And Men. If you’d like to dip a toe into so another one of my paranormal books, my short prequel to the new Fang Club series, Chew Toy, is available now, followed by Book one in the series, Bite Me coming soon.
Bite Me
Fang Club Book One
Can Feral resist the lure of the dangerous vampire who desires him, or will he be drawn back to the gritty alleyways of Los Angeles where it’s safer to be alone?
Reckless vampires leave accidental vamps in their wake. Feral knows this all too well. He’s the product of a dine and dash gone bad, abandoned behind a seedy L.A. rock club, stealing to survive.
This time Feral’s bitten off more than he can chew--his intended mark has a bite of his own with the Fang Club meeting in the cellar. They are not amused by an attempt to steal their secrets. Lucky for Feral, jaded immortals are easily diverted, and instead of killing him when Feral unexpectedly drops into their laps, he's swept up in one of their mad adventures jet-setting off to Las Vegas, where Feral meets the most dangerous being of all.
If you love mysterious vampires and sensual stories about creatures of the night, then you’ll adore LE Frank’s steamy tale of seduction, coming soon!
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LE Franks is an author of Gay Romance fiction, living in the SF Bay Area surrounded by inspiration; and after years of ignoring the voices in her head, she’s now giving them free rein in the form of her characters.
Her stories are a unique mix of humor and drama with enough suspense to produce fast-paced stories filled with emotion and passion, and featuring characters that are quirky and complicated.
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