by Cameron Dane
This man's lighthearted teasing sizzled every nerve in Marek's dick to dancing in a frenzy. “Fuck yes.” Marek would welcome a face full of Colin's spunk, except he would have to give up a mouthful of the stuff, and he wanted Colin's taste on his tongue right now too much to do that. “Give it to me.”
Colin moved in, and Marek let him make one small swipe before he swooped in with wide-open lips and swallowed half of Colin's straining penis, filling his mouth to the brim with hot cock.
Gripping Marek's shoulders, Colin immediately pulled out and pushed back in, getting right to fucking Marek's face. “Oh yeah, take it, take it.” Colin drew his lower lip between his teeth and bit the edge, staring down while Marek looked up. His fingers put a punishing hold on Marek's flesh, penetrating muscle with his hands nearly as completely as he did Marek's mouth with his cock. Marek welcomed Colin's hands on him and his prick in him, even if it wasn't yet in his ass. He licked all up and down Colin's prick, slicking up his burning length, and then wrapped his hand around the base, jerking him off in time with powerful, suctioning drags over the smooth, fat tip. Marek slipped his other hand around Colin's balls to tickle and squeeze the weighty sac, adding another layer to his blowjob.
Curling his hand into a fist, Colin dug his knuckles into Marek's shoulder, bruising him more. “Fuck.” His face contorted with pleasure as he pumped his hips, repeatedly feeding his cock into Marek's mouth. “You know how to touch me just right.”
Excited by Colin's homecoming and his growing arousal, Marek removed his hold from the lower half of Colin's penis and redoubled his efforts to deliver this man every bit of pleasure he could stand. He relaxed his jaw and throat as much as he could and went down on the full length of Colin's erection slowly, tonguing every centimeter along the ultrasensitive underside as he went, and didn't stop until the head kissed his throat. Marek manipulated the velvety-hard cock in his mouth with his tongue, easing it against one cheek then the other as well as up against the roof of his mouth. He even grazed his teeth against the firm flesh in a way that mixed pleasure with a hint of pain. When Marek had Colin openly moaning for more, he looked up, found Colin's gaze, and swallowed, taking the tip down his throat.
“Ohhh goddamnit…” Colin made a choking noise and bucked into Marek's face but quickly drew back and yanked his saliva-slick prick out of Marek's mouth. He covered Marek's fingers on his testicles and pried them off his body. “Stop, stop, you're killing me. I don't want to come yet; I want to feel you inside me first.” His hips swayed and his ass swished against the wall. “Get me ready. There's lube in the pocket inside my bag.”
Marek scrambled across the floor on all fours and tore into the duffel, uncaring if he ripped the material in his need to get inside. Once he opened the zipper, he shoved his hand into the interior pocket, feeling around until he fingered a cool, soft bottle with cellophane still protecting the contents. He whipped it out and put the cap to his teeth, removed the wrap as he crawled on his knees back to Colin.
Letting his focus travel up the perfection of male body before him, Marek swallowed a moan at the million different places and ways he would be able to fuck this man in this house for the rest of their lives. He popped the top of the lube and squirted a dollop on his fingers. “Slide down the wall and spread your legs for me.”
As if the wall itself were slick with lubrication, Colin lowered himself in one smooth motion. He landed on his tailbone with his legs bent and his thighs wide apart, his rosy pucker visible from between his cheeks. Holy fuck. The mixture of base and raw with incredible intimacy threw gasoline on the flame burning within Marek and somehow surged even more blood into his already granite-stiff erection. Colin licked his fingers and rubbed his own taint, snapping Marek out of his lust-induced paralysis.
“Here.” Marek brushed Colin's hand aside. “Let me.” He placed the pad of his thumb to the small triangle of thin skin and applied pressure. He kept it up and added an occasional flick from his short thumbnail into the mix. Soon Colin had his hand on his cock in an overhanded pull, and his hole pulsed with a beat all its own, enticing Marek to slide down to the bounty he knew it hid. The second Marek touched Colin's bud, it contracted and sucked in, shying away from his finger. Marek kept up twin pressure on Colin's perineum and snapped-shut entrance, relaxing the muscles around Colin's channel, smiling when Colin wiggled his ass into Marek's digit, seeking additional contact. Marek dipped down and licked Colin from taint to balls, pushed hard at his pucker, and slipped his finger into Colin's ass. He quickly forced in a second, and scorching moist heat clamped around his fingers; the powerful muscle sucked him deep and held him inside.
Colin grunted as his anus rippled with strong squeezes all around Marek's invasion. “Goddamnit.” He exhaled loudly and worked his channel over Marek's embedded fingers. “Another. Give me another.” He grabbed Marek's hand and tried to manipulate a third finger into his rectum. “Stretch me for your cock.”
Marek eased a third finger inside in steady increments, mindful of the continuous spasms wreaking havoc in Colin's ass. He withdrew all the way but had to push back in quickly before Colin's entrance closed back up. “Jesus.” Marek twisted his digits within Colin's channel, coating his walls with lube as well as trying to relax his snug chute. “You're always so fucking hot and tight.”
“I haven't touched…” Colin stopped, gasping as Marek pumped his fingers within. Colin's passage clenched with unfathomable tightness on Marek's invasion, working to shrink the opening Marek created with his penetration. Clearing his throat, Colin finished, “I haven't had anything inside me since the last time I had sex with you.”
“Shit, sweetness,” Marek uttered, stunned. Not even a toy since the last time I was there. Unable to stop, Marek pulled out his fingers and quickly moved in for the taking. He spread his thighs wide, eased his knees under Colin's legs, and shifted the man's ass off the floor. Fitting his cock right up to Colin's rapidly shrinking asshole, Marek lifted his gaze and got lost in the depth of green he found in Colin's. “I'm not gonna last long this first time with you.”
Colin snaked his hand around Marek's neck and dragged him close. “Do it.” He nudged his asshole against Marek's cockhead. He stole a kiss and whispered, “Fuck me now.”
Marek sealed his mouth to Colin's and drove deep at the same time, sinking his penis into Colin to the root. Colin's scorching passage closed in around Marek's cock in the most intimate form of embrace, and both men shuddered as it happened. Marek squeezed his eyes shut and breathed through the delicious connection between his body and Colin's, from top to bottom. On a deeper level, his chest pained him as his soul reached out from his core and collided with Colin's, entwining as completely and deeply as their physical bodies.
Opening his eyes, Marek looked at Colin and started to move. He slid his hands down to Colin's ass to hold him steady and rocked his length back and forth, taking and retreating over and over again. Colin held him firmly around the neck, as if he never planned to let Marek go, and Marek fell the rest of the way home.
“I love you.” The words scraped Marek's throat ragged coming out, and unshed tears burned behind his eyes. “I've never said that out loud to anyone. I didn't know I could.” He opened his mouth over Colin's, occasionally brushing lips and tongues, but truthfully craving any kind of closeness he could find, even shared air. These new emotions rubbed Marek raw inside to think, feel, and speak, but now he knew it would hurt even more not to say it. “I love you.”
Colin's chest heaved, and he burrowed his fingers into Marek's hair, holding his head still to kiss him all over. “You sound good saying it, baby.” He wiped his thumbs on the corners of Marek's eyes, while the green in his shone brighter than the most precious emeralds. “I love you too.”
Unable to say more, Marek slashed his lips across Colin's and savaged his mouth with quiet desperation, robbing himself and surely Colin of breath, but he simply could not stop. He dug his fingers into Colin's buttocks to hold him in place and surged into h
is lover's channel, pumping his cock with rough thrusts that barely conveyed the depth of passion and love swirling inside him. Marek's hips moved with piston-fast speed, and he plundered Colin's mouth with voracious probing and licking, slipping into a primal aggression he could not slow down or control. The incredible heat and tightness of being inside Colin's ass consumed him; the passionate slide of wet tongues inflamed his deepest desires. The feel of Colin's fingers in his hair took its toll on Marek, shoving him to the brink of what he could stand to feel. He wanted to pull back, but the coiling spring of release tightened in his belly and tickled his balls, drawing the heavy weight up to his body, warning him of release.
“No.” Marek tore his mouth off Colin and looked away, fighting every nerve ending inside him set poised to explode. “Please.” He begged for willpower to resist. “Too fast…can't end.”
Colin drew Marek's face back around to his. “It's okay.” He pried one of Marek's hands off his ass and guided it around to his cock. “I'm still so fucking hard.” Colin forced Marek's hand up and down his rigid length, and his gaze burned with desire. He pressed his lips to Marek's, holding the connection as he said, “I want inside you too.”
Orgasm hit Marek in a wave, rolling through him and tagging every piece of his being from top to bottom. He clung to Colin's kiss and clutched his ass as his cock swelled and exploded, shaking him to his core. Entwined with Colin, Marek pumped line after line of seed into Colin's tight passage, burying a piece of himself deep in the body of this person he craved…and loved.
Vulnerability coated Marek, exposing him on somehow yet another level, one he did not understand. He turned his head down and focused completely on withdrawing his prick from Colin's rectum with care, but then spun away quickly and bent over, offering his ass.
“Fuck me.” Marek's arms and legs trembled with weakness, and his voice held the roughness of steel wool. He reached back and split his buttocks apart, exposing his hole. His passage quivered as his body vividly recalled the one time he had opened himself up to Colin for the taking. Marek had ached for the man ever since. Closing his eyes, attacked by clawing fears that still whispered in his head that he should protect himself, Marek breathed through the uncertainty and confessed, “I need you.”
Just then, the cool, thick feel of lube coated his ring, making his body start with first contact. Marek took his hands away from his buttocks and braced them on the floor. Insistent pressure from what felt like Colin's cock worked Marek's pucker, immediately tingling new arousal in his channel and up and down his spine and legs. The slow, continuous bumping against his bud flooded Marek with such need he jammed his ass back on Colin's erection, crying out with pleasure and pain as his hole collapsed and Colin took over his ass.
Colin curled his hands into Marek's hips and started sliding his cock in and out of Marek's rectum. Long, steady strokes created insane friction along Marek's anal walls, and each plugging of his chute shot a line of pleasure to his balls and dick, pushing his sated body to swell and harden again.
Perspiration dripped off Marek's forehead and hair and made his hands and knees slippery on the hardwood floor. Colin continued to fuck him with agonizing, slow control, filling and emptying his squeezing channel that wanted to hold some part of the man permanently within. “Please…” Marek writhed back on Colin's penetration, loving the feel of being invaded, but at the same time circled his ass into Colin with a crushing grind, grasping for something more. “I…”
Colin rubbed his palm across the hills of Marek's buttocks, up and down his spine, then settled at the base of his back. “Tell me.” He continued to pump his dick with a relentless, even pace in Marek's ass.
Marek clenched his teeth as his cock pulsed into overdrive and achieved erection again, stealing blood away from his brain. “I want…”
Colin stopped moving, and his fingers danced along Marek's neck into his hair, brushing the thick mess. “You're still scared to say what's in your heart, aren't you?”
Colin's touch soothed Marek, and the choke in his throat lessened some. “Yeah. Hard to change.”
“I know, baby. Me too.” Sliding his hand down Marek's back, Colin's touch drifted away, and Marek nearly cried at the loss. “Tell me what you want.”
Reaching back, Marek grabbed Colin's hips and dug into his flesh. “Cover me.” The words ripped out of him in an order, but Marek had prayed for Colin to come home to him for so long he now needed every bit of physical contact he could steal. “Let me feel you all over so I know it's you and you're real.” Fear still leached into Marek that some anonymous person had his cock buried in his ass, and Marek was terrified that he just wanted it so badly he fantasized it was Colin. “Show me it's you. I don't want to be alone anymore.”
Colin shoved Marek's hands back down to the floor and came down on top of him with heavenly weight. He wrapped his arms around Marek's chest, settled his chin over Marek's shoulder, and put his mouth next to Marek's ear. “Don't be scared anymore, love.” He dipped down and kissed Marek's shoulder, letting his lips linger. “I'm never going away again.”
“Make love to me.” Marek bumped his ass back into Colin's embedded length, hissing as the motion licked his passage and nudged his sweet spot, curling his toes. “I imagined you with me so many times.” Clenching his rectum, Marek held Colin inside him with every ounce of muscle strength he possessed. “Give me the real thing.”
“Ohhh God.” Biting down on Marek's shoulder, Colin slammed his prick into Marek's willing ass, going so deep it felt like he touched Marek's spine. “Squeeze my cock like that again and it'll all be over in two seconds.”
Marek concentrated his full focus into all the muscles around his anus and sucked in for everything he was worth, so hard he was damn near sure he imprinted the shape of Colin's dick into his rectal walls.
“Fuck. Oh fuck.” Colin scraped his fingers down Marek's belly to his cock and then wrapped his arms in a vise around Marek's abdomen. “I warned you.” He tucked his face in the side of Marek's neck and drove into Marek's ass with incredible force, lifting Marek a few inches off the floor in the process. The man bore his full weight into Marek and thrust his hips in a rudimentary mating. He pumped his cock in lightning-fast strokes, sawing heat and friction within Marek's channel. Marek spread his knees wider and tilted his hips at an angle to better take the repeated penetration, moaning every time Colin rubbed right over his prostate with each drive and withdrawal.
“God.” Colin panted heavily against Marek's flesh at the same pace he fucked Marek in the ass. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Oh shit…shit.” Marek reached down and shoved Colin's hand over his erection, gasping and jerking as Colin wrapped his rearing cock up in a stranglehold. “So close again.” He covered Colin's hand and dragged it up and down his length, groaning at the wonderful agony of touch. His nuts slapped heavy with every jostling hit, but the final hurdle toward release stayed just out of his grasp. “Need to feel you come.” Marek let go of his dick and reached backward, sliding his hand down Colin's flank. “Give it to me.” He marked Colin's thigh with his digging hold. “Please.”
Colin speared deeply with a hoarse cry and sank his teeth into Marek's nape as he lost the battle and shot Marek full of hot seed. The first spit of steaming spunk hit Marek's rectum, and Colin whipped his hand up and down Marek's cock in a furious pumping motion, soaring Marek straight into the arms of release. Marek shouted equally loud with his orgasm, and his channel rippled in crazy spasms as he came, unloading a second wave of cum, this time onto the floor.
Marek's entire body heaved in the aftermath of the frantic fucking, and he gasped for air. Draped over his back, Colin's weight rose and fell in an identical pattern; Marek had never welcomed a burden more. Colin's penis was still lodged in his ass, and Marek knew tenderness would soon set in, but he would embrace any small discomfort for as long as it lingered, using the soreness as more proof that he had Colin back in his life. As a lover. As a partner. For keeps.
Suddenly, Colin groaned and shifted, unstuck himself from Marek's back, and gently pulled out of his body. The loss of contact pricked Marek's chest, but seeing Colin crawl to the door and wrap his fingers around the knob stirred him to panic.
Marek lunged and grabbed the man's ankle, manacling him in a cuff hold before he realized he moved at all. “Where are you going?” Marek's heart raced like mad as Colin swung the front door all the way open.
Colin looked over his shoulder and a soft smile graced his lips. “Nowhere, baby. I'm just letting a little more air inside.” He looked down at himself then pierced Marek with a lusty-eyed stare. “I think we need it after what we just did.” He crawled to Marek and lay down next to him, tangling their arms and legs and using the duffel bag as a headrest. “I want to stretch out here with you and stare at our front yard view while we get our breath back.”
Marek shifted to his side, curled his leg over Colin's, and slid down to use the man's chest as a pillow. He stared out the front door, down over the pure white sand of the beach, and focused his attention on a speck of a boat far away in the blue water beyond. “Sorry for accosting you.” He murmured the words against Colin's skin. Heat burned Marek's entire naked body in one big rosy blush. “I know you're here, and I believe you when you say you aren't going anywhere, but I guess my gut still holds onto fear that goes deeper than I can control right now.”
Drawing a soothing, repeating circle on Marek's hip with his fingers, Colin pressed a kiss to Marek's hair. “That's okay. I imagine it's going to take some time for both of us to get confident with each other again.”
“I promise I won't tackle you the next time you try to walk outside.”
Colin's chest rumbled with a chuckle. “Tackling could be fun, but I understand and appreciate the sentiment. Hey”—he grabbed Marek's wrist—“you found my watch.”