Soldier

by AKM Miles

  Soldier walked over, took Dillon's hand, and pulled him toward the stairs. They walked steadily and surely to their room. Soldier closed the door behind them and locked it, feeling he could do that since they were alone. As soon as they were positively private, he turned to Dillon. “Do you know how hungry I am? How much I want you?”

  “Got a good idea. About as much as I want you, need you. We get together so seldom, it’s like we need to do everything we can all at once. You go first. I’m all yours.”

  Soldier stalked him as Dillon headed toward the big couch. Soldier had picked it out specifically for what he had in mind. The back was tall and the pillows thick making it a nice comfy spot for what he wanted. He had thought about this a lot.

  Soldier walked right up to him and Dillon ended up sitting on the back of the couch. Soldier engulfed him completely. He wrapped Dillon up and held him tight, opened his mouth and satisfied a need that had grown out of all proportion. He sucked on Dillon’s lips, opening his mouth and sweeping in. He pushed his tongue in and Dillon let go a sweet whimper. That sound just fed Soldier’s desire.

  Dillon was so hard and so needy and was obviously thrilled to finally have a chance to taste and savor. Putting his hands up, he smoothed them over Soldier’s tanned head, moving down to his face, one side smooth, the other rough, just like Dillon's. He began to breathe heavily as Soldier continued to fuck his mouth.

  Dillon tried to get his hands between them to remove Soldier’s shirt. He gave up and tried for his belt. Soldier was like a man possessed. He couldn’t let Dillon go, couldn’t stop kissing him. He knew he was bruising Dillon’s lips, but God, it’d been so long.

  “Mmph... mmm, Soldier,” Dillon finally managed, “Naked. Please. Want to touch.” His mouth was taken again, not quite as hard this time, but very skillfully. Soldier moved back a little and Dillon got busy. In seconds, he had opened Soldier’s clothes enough to touch him. Soldier was rock hard and nearly desperate..

  “God, I could just eat you up. Please, baby. I need you.” Dillon voiced his need aloud.

  “Take it off or I’m liable to rip it,” Soldier warned. In a couple of blinks, they were both naked. Soldier reached down in the side of the couch and found a new tube of lube and Dillon’s eyes widened.

  Soldier took Dillon by the shoulders and turned him and bent him over the back of the couch. The pillows were big enough that Dillon would be comfortable. It evidently didn’t matter, as Dillon was squirming already.

  “Hurry. I’ve been empty so long. Oooooh, your fingers... uh-huh. Yeah, Soldier, more.” Dillon looked back over his shoulder and his eyes widened and he gasped as he saw the look on his Soldier’s face.

  “Oh! There, again. Yes. You are... my love... you are... oh again...” Dillon trailed off as Soldier complied and kept pushing fingers into him and managing to hit his gland every time.

  Soldier finally deemed Dillon to be stretched enough for what he had in mind. He got his cock ready and pushed forward until he was tight against Dillon’s ass. Soldier leaned over Dillon, covering his back and wrapping both arms around him. He spread his legs for leverage and began to thrust in over and over, hard. He knew Dillon needed that as much as he did.

  He promised himself that he would take Dillon again before the day was over with tenderness and make it last forever. Right now, he just had to fuck. The sounds coming from deep in Dillon’s throat let him know he was right on. He straightened up and took hold of Dillon’s hips and began a heavy pounding in and in and in. He reached under them and took Dillon’s leaking cock in his hand and, after only a couple of pumps, he collected a handful of come. He used it to smooth over Dillon’s cock and kept on stroking him until Dillon was hard again.

  ***

  “Never, never, never leave me. Love you. Fuck me, Soldier. Never stop.” Dillon was babbling, but he didn’t care. The man inside him was like a machine, filling him again and again with such wonderful sensations. Soldier was so thick that the drag as the man pulled out and the force of his reentry was enough to make Dillon scream into the pillow. He braced himself on the seat cushions and pushed back, literally fucking himself on Soldier’s cock. Soldier came with a yell and pulled Dillon up by the shoulders and put a bite on the back of his neck that had him shuddering.

  As soon as Dillon could breathe again, Soldier turned him into his arms and held him against his chest. “Fuck, I needed that. Please tell me I didn’t hurt you,” Soldier pulled back a little and looked down into Dillon’s eyes.

  “Fucked me raw. Made me melt.” Dillon was holding Soldier tightly. “My legs are jelly. Can we move to the bed?”

  Soldier just picked him up and carried him over to their big bed. He put Dillon down right beside it and pulled the covers back and they crawled in together. When they settled, Soldier was holding Dillon in his arms and just looking at him.

  Dillon looked right back. For a few minutes, it was quiet. Finally, he asked, “What are you doing?”

  “Looking at your eyelashes.”

  “Uh-huh. Okay.”

  “You have such long eyelashes and they curl up on the ends. Your eyes are really blue. It’s like looking at the sky.” Soldier laughed at himself, seemingly giddy with happiness. “God, I’m getting sappy.”

  “I like it. I won’t tell anybody.” Dillon returned the loving look. “You’ve got nice eyes, too. Very dark brown. They’re almost black, like rich, dark chocolate. I’ve never thought of just looking at you so close like this. It’s cool. You know I love your face... aaaaht! Don’t even.” He whopped Soldier on the shoulder for even frowning when he said that. “You know better. I love every inch of you. It’s all beautiful to me. I’ve never loved anyone like this. I’ve never wanted someone all the time. God, you make me happy.”

  “We’re a pair, all right. Come here, baby.” Soldier pulled Dillon into his body and held him for a minute. He rolled and Dillon was on top of him. Soldier kissed him sweetly then lifted him and, the next thing Dillon knew, he was holding onto the headboard and his dick was in Soldier’s mouth. Oh, sweet heavenly day.

  Dillon sucked in a deep breath and tried not to whimper at the way that hot mouth felt around him. Soldier was a talented man. He had Dillon by the hips again and was moving him so that Dillon was actually fucking Soldier’s mouth. He slid one hand a little further back and put one long finger to Dillon’s hole and then Dillon was going back and forth between the two instruments of pleasure.

  Soldier tried to smile around Dillon’s dick. Dillon knew Soldier loved it when Dillon hummed low in his throat. Soldier told him that he loved hearing that sound, loved knowing he was making his lover happy. Soldier kept it up until Dillon couldn’t take it any longer and shook and shuddered as he came down Soldier’s throat. Soldier lifted him again and brought him right back down on his chest.

  Dillon crossed his arms and looked right into Soldier’s face.

  “Sexy man. I want to lie here with you for just a little bit and then I want us to get wet and slick and shiny clean and then... you know what I want. I want to make you shake a little while I take your asshole and make it mine," Dillon murmured, huskily.

  “It’s already yours. Any time you want it. Any way you want it.”

  Dillon liked the sound of that. He slid down a little, kissing his way across Soldier’s chest, nipping and licking his nipples until they beaded up for him, then following a path down to Soldier’s groin. He made a thorough study of the area.

  There was, of course, that gorgeous prick and the thick curls around it. He went instead for the tender skin at the juncture of Soldier's leg, where thigh met groin. He put his mouth to work licking and sucking, kissing and nibbling on the soft skin on both sides of the burgeoning cock that kept bumping the sides of his face. He ignored it and kept up his work.

  Dillon spread Soldier’s legs with his hands and moved further down. He did take Soldier’s balls into his mouth, one at a time, and move them around, softly pushing them against the roof of his mouth with his tong
ue as his fingers began moving on that tender space behind them. Dillon paused to put one of his fingers into his mouth and wet it liberally. He pushed it right into the puckered hole that immediately clenched it tight. He pushed and turned, looking for that spot and having no doubt when he found it. Soldier pushed up from the bed and grunted. Dillon knew that sound meant “more.” Dillon kept it up, while moving back and forth between Soldier’s tight, hot balls. He felt Soldier begin to shake.

  He managed to turn just a little and get the other hand up to Soldier’s dick and began to move up and down it. He took the moisture from the tip and smoothed it over the crown. He squeezed and slid his hand all the way to the base and back up. Then he repeated it.

  He kept up all three treatments until he felt Soldier jerk upwards, and hot come covered his hand. His finger was held tight within Soldier’s spasming hole and Dillon felt Soldier's balls draw up, tight and hard. He didn’t stop until he felt Soldier settle back down to the bed and relax a little. Ah, a job well done brought Dillon great satisfaction.

  ***

  It was a few minutes before Soldier sat up enough to take Dillon under the arms and pull him back up to lie with him.

  ”Damn, you’re good. That was something else. You had me going from every angle. Now I need just a minute and then we’ll go shower.” Soldier nuzzled his face into Dillon’s neck and took a few breaths. He loved Dillon’s scent.

  Very softly, Dillon said “Much as I’d love to nap after coming that hard, I’m not wasting a minute with you. We can sleep tonight. I want you more.”

  “Got me.”

  “Mmm.” They lay still in each other’s arms just soaking up the sweet aftershocks from great sex. The occasional shudder, the sweet ache from muscles little-used. It all felt so good, Soldier thought. They would look at each other and smile and then nuzzle their face into a neck or shoulder, or settle in for a kiss.

  When they got up and headed for the shower, they followed what had become a routine for them when they got a chance to shower together. Soldier soaped and shampooed Dillon, without missing a spot, and then Dillon returned the favor. Usually, they ended with one or the other bent over with their hands on the wall, taking a hot, hard cock up the ass. The other would get blown as they dried off, touching and caressing each other.

  When they got back to the bed, Soldier told Dillon to lie face down on the bed.

  “Pillow?” Dillon asked.

  “Not yet.” Soldier straddled Dillon and sat on the back of his legs, and then proceeded to give the man an amazing all-over massage. Dillon appeared boneless when Soldier reached the tips of his toes. Dillon tried to turn and was nearly unable to manage it. He did, though. He held out his arms for Soldier to come into them.

  “Fucking heaven. I want to do that for you... in a minute. It’s that putty thing again.”

  Soldier laughed and held him for a bit. Then Dillon moved and pushed and let Soldier know he wanted to do the same thing. Being no fool, Soldier was quick to assume the position.

  Dillon’s hands were strong as they kneaded and stroked over Soldier’s back. He was more gentle as he worked over the area behind that one shoulder that was so scarred. He scooted down and massaged Soldier’s tight buttocks and the crease between was traced as well.

  ”Pillow,” Dillon muttered.

  Soldier, knowing what was coming, quickly complied with his command, but managed to mutter, “Pushy.”

  “Mmmhmm. You don’t mind, do you?”

  “Hmm Mmm,” Soldier assured him and spread his legs so Dillon could work on him. He wanted this, knew how much Dillon loved it and knew he’d turn right around and reciprocate. It wasn’t long before he was humping the bed and pushing back into Dillon’s mouth. That man knew how to use his tongue. Dillon flattened it and moved it over and over and over Soldier’s hole making the nerves there spark and tingle until Soldier was nearly sobbing with feeling. He sucked in great gasps of air, trying to get a good breath.

  “Dillon!” he screamed and came all over the pillow in great pulses. He slumped and tried to catch his breath. Mercy, the man could make him mush.

  Soldier knew there was something he wanted to do, but his brain was on overload right now. He lay there, panting. Finally, he had to move, had to hold Dillon and tell his lover how he felt. He felt Dillon kiss the small of his back and crawl up him. He pushed his hips up and pulled the pillow out from under him, and then turned to catch Dillon in his arms.

  “I can’t believe how that feels. I can’t believe how good you are. I’m gonna get you back... kiss first.” Soldier smiled at Dillon’s raised brows and teasing look. “I don’t care where it’s been. I want your mouth. We’re clean, come here.” Soldier devoured Dillon’s mouth in a kiss that told Dillon how good he was and how great Soldier felt.

  Dillon laughed into his mouth. They had been spending the nights together since moving into the house. But, really, they were still a little hesitant to really make wild, passionate love to each other with the kids around. They were happy, though, to be able to touch and caress and just talk together before going to sleep.

  Twice, they’d heard Gom at the door, and Soldier had picked the boy up and taken him down to the recliner to sleep. It looked like Gom was maybe getting to where he was able to get a little more sleep on his own lately.

  “I’m so glad you took Gom to the doctor yesterday,” Dillon said.

  “Yeah, relieved my mind, too. You know, with him telling me that, and us being gay, I didn’t want anyone to ever get hold of that innocent information and turn it ugly.” Soldier frowned at having to worry about stuff like that, but that was life. “He was so scared when we went, but I insisted that I go in with him and I sat on that table and held him on my lap while the doctor checked him out. His little body shook the whole time, but he didn’t cry, Dillon. He whimpered a little, but he answered the doctor’s questions and held on tight to my arms around him and he handled it so well.” Soldier was so proud of how brave Gom had been.

  “He’s our little man,” Dillon murmured.

  “The doctor assured me that the scars are not causing any lasting damage and he recorded the whole thing and filed it away. He was smart enough to tell Gom that no one would see it and he would tell no one.” Soldier had been relieved to hear the doctor's assessment. He tightened his arms around Dillon as he continued. “He knew it bothered Gom, and at my urging, he also told Gom that he was not a bad boy, had never been a bad boy, and his mother was not a good mother. I think it helped Gom to hear someone else say it. He loves me and trusts me, but I don’t doubt that he thought I was just trying to make him feel better.”

  “You’re probably right. He loves you so much, Soldier.”

  “God, Dillon, I love that kid. If it wouldn’t hurt the others, I’d adopt him outright. I’d like to give him my name.” Another thought occurred to him and he went on, “But more than that, I’d love to give you my name.” He looked up into Dillon’s eyes and smiled when they widened as Dillon realized what Soldier was saying.

  “Dillon Soldier?” Dillon looked quizzically at him.

  “Dillon Marsh.”

  “Your last name is Marsh? How can I be in love with you and not know your last name? Hell, I don’t know your first name!”

  “Keith. I’m Keith Marsh... glad to meet ya.” Soldier smiled at the absurdity of it.

  “Oh, you. Well, I’m glad to meet you, too, Mr. Marsh. I like that. Keith Marsh. Cool. Dillon Marsh. In my mind, I’m Dillon Marsh. You want to be Keith Kramer?”

  “Sure, in our minds. In the meantime, I want your ass. What do you think of that?”

  “Same as you thought. It’s all yours.”

  Soldier proceeded to make it his. He rimmed Dillon to a steady hum of joy and then moved up to make love to him as he’d planned earlier. He slicked them both carefully and eased into Dillon, who was already highly sensitive after having Soldier’s tongue working on him. Dillon pushed back to take more of Soldier in and sighed as he sank all the w
ay.

  Dillon lay with his arms crossed and his forehead resting on them. He rolled it from side to side as Soldier went about gently and tenderly blowing his mind. Soldier was taking things so slowly and carefully, he didn’t even have to hold onto Dillon, using his hands to caress his back and sides and buttocks.

  Soldier leaned down and moved his mouth across Dillon’s shoulders and down his back, alternating between kissing and licking. He loved taking time and making it last as long as possible. Dillon hummed and sighed and panted for him.

  Finally, Dillon began to move back as though asking for more. “Soldier, you... you make me want to cry, you’re so good to me. I feel like Gom. Tears when I’m happy and tears when I’m sad.”

  “Are you really crying?” Soldier was alarmed.

  “Nah. I... you’re just so sweet to me. It makes me melt. I want to turn over and see you. I don’t want you to stop. I just want to see your face... please.”