by G. R. Lyons
Then Colby hissed, breaking the kiss, and glanced over his shoulder.
“It's alright, sweetheart,” Vic quickly murmured. “It's just us here.”
Colby whimpered and checked over his other shoulder.
“Colby?” Vic waited until the boy met his eyes. “We don't have to do this.”
Colby nodded. “I want to.”
Vic took a deep, unsteady breath. “Alright.” He brushed his thumbs back and forth on Colby's skin, fighting the urge to move his hands any more than that. “How do you want to do it?” he asked, knowing he had to get that out of the way while he still had any use of his brain.
Colby frowned and tilted his head.
“Like this?” Vic asked, nodding with his chin. “Right here? Or something else?”
“Oh.” Colby's frown deepened, then he started to look all around before glancing nervously over his shoulder again. He curled in closer to Vic, and looked around once more. “Um…On my back, with y-you on top of me.”
Vic studied his eyes for a moment. “Are you sure? You won't feel…trapped?”
Colby shook his head. “I'll be able to see you,” he whispered. “And…” He glanced over his shoulder again.
Vic gave a slow nod. “And there'll be no one behind you,” he realized aloud.
Colby nodded.
“Alright, sweetheart. Here.” He rested a hand on Colby's shoulder and gently pushed. Colby got the idea and shifted off Vic's lap, then slowly lay back. The boy looked startled at first as Vic loomed over him, but once he was fully settled on the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief. No chance of anyone behind him, sneaking up on him or touching him.
Vic shivered as a horrid image of someone doing just that—and of Colby crying out as a man grabbed him from behind, assaulting him while Colby couldn't see—flooded his mind. Forcing the gods-awful thought aside, he took a deep breath and looked down at his sweet boy. Vic studied his face. Colby still looked nervous, but he was there, and he was safe.
And Colby wanted to be his.
Vic smiled and leaned down. Colby met him eagerly, their kiss picking right back up where it had left off.
Colby clung to him as they kissed. The boy was still tense, his legs pressed tightly together, his hands shaking a little as they toyed with Vic's hair. Easing himself down onto his side, Vic slowly pressed their bodies alongside one another, then took a chance and shifted one leg so it draped over Colby's, effectively pinning him down as well as guarding him from the idea of anyone else getting to him.
It was a bit of a test. He wanted to see how Colby would react, to know if the boy truly wanted to go through with this or not.
Colby's tension increased for a moment as Vic's leg slid into place, then relaxed as he let out a sigh. He even shifted closer, essentially urging Vic to be more on top of him.
Vic kept kissing the boy as he began to let one hand explore, stroking lightly over Colby's face, his arms, his chest. He moved the hand down to Colby's legs, then stroked inward. His thumb brushed alongside Colby's cock, leaving Vic worried but not surprised that it was still completely soft.
Pausing the kiss, Vic rested his hand on Colby's hip. There was no way in all seven hells he was going to go through with this without Colby getting just as much pleasure out of it as he would. He wouldn't use the boy. He couldn't. He refused to be just another one of the monsters.
“May I touch you?” Vic whispered, nudging at the base of Colby's cock with his thumb.
Colby nodded.
Vic shifted his hand over and just let it rest there for a moment, watching Colby's face. He curled his fingers around the soft length and lightly stroked. It took a few minutes, but between that and kissing the boy, Colby slowly grew hard in his hand.
Colby gasped when Vic twisted his hand around the head. “Vic…”
Vic smiled and did it again, watching the boy's eyes glaze over as he finally started to let go and enjoy the sensations. After a few minutes, Colby trailed a hand down Vic's body, slipped it under the waistband of Vic's pajamas, and wrapped his little fingers around Vic's cock as well, matching his strokes to what Vic was giving him.
It was almost too much. Vic was already so damned hard that he wasn't sure how he was going to be able to last.
Then again, maybe this would be enough for now. They could start with just touching one another, and move on to more intimate things later when Colby was more ready.
But Colby had been insistent. And Vic wanted this so badly, he thought he might burst.
He grabbed Colby's hand and gently pulled it away.
“Vic?”
Vic smiled at him and shook his head. “I'm too close.”
“Oh.” Colby took a deep breath, and nodded. “I'm ready,” he whispered.
“Not yet,” Vic said. Colby frowned, puzzled, so Vic said, “We're taking this slow. If you really want to do this, I'm going to prep you first.”
Colby tilted his head. Maybe he'd never been properly stretched and prepped before. Vic cringed at the thought, though it would explain the scarring that had shown up in his scans when they first rescued the boy.
Yes, he was definitely going to do this right. Colby deserved it.
Vic stretched out, reaching for the nightstand drawer, and dug around for the small bottle of lubricant he was pretty sure he still had there. He found it, checked to make sure it was still good, then squeezed some out onto his fingers. He took a moment to warm it up, making sure Colby was watching.
“Ready, sweetheart?”
Colby shivered a bit, then nodded.
Vic leaned down and brushed their lips together. “The moment you tell me to stop, I'll stop.”
Colby stared into his eyes. “Promise?” he whispered.
“I promise.”
Colby took a deep breath, and nodded again.
“Alright,” Vic murmured. He shifted his leg out of the way but kept himself pressed as close as possible. “I'll need you to spread your legs for me when you're ready.”
Colby glanced down, blushed, looked back up at Vic, and nodded as he slowly opened his legs.
Vic rested his wrist along the inside of Colby's thigh and slowly moved his hand closer. “It's just me, sweetheart. I'm right here.”
Colby nodded, watching Vic's hand move.
Vic paused when his fingers brushed Colby's balls, then reached behind them and lightly stroked, inching back until he felt puckered skin.
Colby hissed, his whole body going rigid.
Vic went still. “Colby?”
Colby let out the breath he was holding. “I'm alr–” He broke off with a yelp.
Vic hadn't even heard Sharma come into the room, but suddenly the dog was on the bed, his cold snout nosing against bare skin as he tried to investigate and push Vic away.
“It's alright, boy,” Vic said, trying to calm the dog.
“Sharma, down,” Colby ordered.
The dog immediately jumped off the bed and sat there, wagging his tail and watching them.
Vic stared at Colby, shocked at the firmness of his voice. Then he laughed.
“What?” Colby asked.
Vic shook his head, still chuckling. “Nothing, sweetheart.” He kissed Colby and sat up. “Let me put him out.”
Colby nodded, and Vic scrambled off the bed, urging Sharma out of the room. The dog looked like he wanted to play now that he knew Vic wasn't hurting Colby, but this was hardly the time. Vic shut the door, sighed, and turned back toward the bed.
“How are you doing?” Vic asked as he lay down beside Colby again.
“I'm alright.”
“You ready to try again?”
Colby nodded.
Vic pulled off his t-shirt, moving slowly so as not to startle the boy, then checked Colby's reaction before he settled back into place. Colby looked slightly more nervous, but he held on to Vic and spread his legs again, watching as Vic resumed exploring behind his balls. When he found Colby's hole, Vic let his fingertip just rest there.
; “We'll take this slow,” he promised again. When Colby nodded, Vic leaned down and kissed the boy, then lightly massaged Colby's hole. The boy's cock had gone soft, but Vic was determined to change that. Of course, if Colby couldn't handle even having a finger inside of him, this wasn't going to go anywhere. “I'm gonna press inside, alright? I'll start with one.”
Colby tensed, but nodded.
“Alright. Take a deep breath for me.”
Colby did so, and held it.
“That's it. Now breathe out slowly and try to relax.”
Colby parted his lips and blew out the breath, and Vic pressed the tip of his finger past that tight ring of muscle. The boy stopped exhaling as he tensed.
“Easy, sweetheart,” Vic murmured. “It's just me.”
Colby swallowed hard, nodded, and relaxed slightly as he let out the rest of the breath.
Vic kept his finger there, in up to the first knuckle.
“Take another breath for me.”
Colby looked at him, took in another breath, and slowly let it out, relaxing his body by degrees as Vic began to lightly thrust, stroking in and out until he managed to get one finger in all the way.
“How are you doing, sweetheart?”
Colby shivered. “I'm alright.”
“We can stop if you want,” Vic suggested, halting the motion of his finger.
Colby shook his head. “I need this. I need you.”
“Alright.” Vic went back to gently stroking, trying to get Colby used to the sensation. Granted, Colby was used to it, but Vic wanted the boy to get comfortable with the idea of him being the one to do it. Vic kissed the boy to help him relax, then murmured, “Look at me.”
Colby opened his eyes, and watched as Vic slowly shifted down Colby's body, trailing kisses all along the way. He nuzzled Colby's balls, and the boy blushed.
“I'm right here,” Vic breathed over Colby's sensitive parts right before he ran his tongue along Colby's soft length. The boy whimpered and started to grow hard again.
Vic maintained eye contact the whole time as he continued stroking the one finger inside while he worked on Colby's cock with his mouth, groaning when he felt the length harden against his tongue. He bobbed his head and sucked hard a few times, then slowly backed off and flicked his tongue all over. Mouthing at Colby's balls, Vic kept his eyes on Colby's face as he curled his finger and slowly explored.
Colby shouted and almost bucked off the bed.
Vic grinned and did it again.
“Oh,” Colby cried. Panting, he stared down at Vic and stammered, “Vic– What– Oh.”
Vic moved back up so he could kiss the boy, keeping his finger trained on Colby's prostate the whole time. “That's how it's supposed to feel.”
Colby moaned and threw his head back. “Vic…”
Vic's heart raced, and he started panting in time with the boy, watching him writhe on the bed to the point that he actually started riding Vic's finger, seeking out more sensation. Vic snatched up the lube, squeezed out some more, and eased a second finger inside. Colby winced at first, but the moment Vic's fingers found their target again, the boy moaned.
“Vic–”
“That's it, sweetheart.”
“Oh gods. Vic…”
“I'm right here.”
Colby grabbed him, his little hands clinging with far more strength than Vic ever imagined the boy could have. Vic watched Colby completely fall apart beneath him in the most beautiful way, throwing his head back with a cry as he came just from Vic's fingers, not so much as a whisper of pressure on his cock.
“Vic…”
Colby went boneless, head lolling and eyelids drooping as he slowly came down. Vic eased his fingers out and gathered the boy into his arms.
“Vic…” Colby whispered.
“Right here,” Vic murmured back.
“What did you do to me?”
Vic chuckled.
Colby slowly blinked his eyes open and looked up at him, the dazed look slowly fading from his face. “You were supposed to be inside me.”
Vic hesitated. His cock was still rock-hard and quickly getting painful. But he wanted this for Colby more than himself, and he'd just achieved that. Maybe that was enough for one night.
Before Vic could say anything, Colby scowled at him. “Vic.”
“Only if you're sure,” Vic asked.
Colby gave a sharp nod.
Vic blew out a breath. “Alright.” He moved slowly, pushing off his pants and underwear, making sure Colby could see everything he did, then shifted over on top of the boy and eased himself down between his legs. Squeezing out some more lube, Vic stroked his cock and bit back a groan. He had no idea how he was going to last, but he had to. Suddenly, that one orgasm for Colby didn't seem to be enough. If Vic was going to be inside the boy, he was going to have to make Colby enjoy the experience.
Nudging Colby's legs farther apart, Vic lined up his cock.
Colby hissed.
“Look at me,” Vic told the boy. Colby glanced up. “Just me, sweetheart.”
Colby flicked his gaze down at where their bodies touched, then looked back up at Vic's face. He nodded.
“Deep breath,” Vic reminded him.
Colby sucked in a breath, held it, then tightened his hands on Vic's arms as he slowly let it out, bracing himself for the intrusion.
But Vic couldn't move. He sat there, staring at the tiny point of contact between his cock and Colby's hole, and he couldn't move.
“Vic?”
Vic glanced up at Colby's face, then blew out a breath and shook his head. “Sorry, sweetheart.”
“What's wrong?”
“I–” He exhaled heavily. This whole thing felt so much bigger than he'd imagined it might, his heart slamming away in his chest. “I've just never done this before.”
Colby frowned, tilting his head. “You haven't?”
Vic shook his head. “I never could.” He paused, then said, “Because of Cam.”
Colby's frown slowly faded, and all the nervousness on his face disappeared along with it as his entire being seemed to brighten with a soft smile. The boy sat up, curled a hand into Vic's hair, and kissed him.
“Make me yours, Vic,” Colby whispered.
Vic swallowed hard, gave a shaky nod, and kissed the boy back, easing him back down on the bed as he did so. Then he pressed forward until the head of his cock popped inside Colby's body.
Vic went still. Fuck. That tiny bit of sensation, and he already wanted to explode. Finally, he had a taste of how it felt to be inside someone. His whole body was screaming at him to just slam forward and wildly thrust away, chasing down that exquisite pleasure, but he couldn't. Taking a steadying breath, he watched and waited.
Slowly but surely, Colby relaxed around him. “I'm alright,” he whispered.
Keeping his eyes on Colby's face so he could read the boy's expressions, Vic eased in another inch. He pulled back, and slowly pushed in again. Vic forced himself to stick to slow, shallow thrusts, back and forth, over and over, fighting with everything he had to keep from coming right then and there as he moved deeper and deeper.
Finally, he pushed in once more, and found himself all the way inside.
Vic gasped out a breath that was just short of a sob, and gathered Colby in his arms, nuzzling the boy's jaw. “Mine.”
When he pulled back just enough to see Colby's face, he found him smiling.
Holding his boy close, Vic slowly eased back until only the tip of his cock was inside Colby's body, then tilted his hips and thrust back in. He tried it again, changing the angle.
Colby gasped.
Vic went still for a moment, then repeated the motion. The boy gasped again, so Vic kept at it, pegging the boy's prostate with every stroke.
“Vic…”
Vic smiled. “I've got you, sweetheart.”
Colby choked out a cry. “Oh my gods. Vic…”
Bracing himself on his left arm, Vic captured Colby's mouth in a kiss while he snak
ed his right hand between their bodies, wrapping his fingers around Colby's cock and stroking in time with his thrusts. If Colby wanted Vic inside him, Vic wasn't going to stop there. He was going to make Colby come while his cock was inside the boy, no matter what it took.
Colby gasped. “Vic…”
“I'm right here,” Vic murmured.
“Vic…”
“You're safe. You're right here with me.”
“Vic– Oh.”
“Let go, sweetheart. I've got you.”
Colby stared at him, panting and chanting Vic's name. He sucked in a breath, his whole body tensing up, then cried out, squeezing his eyes shut as his cock began to pulse in Vic's hand.
“Vic!” Colby screamed.
Fuck. Vic went still, holding the boy through his orgasm. That beautiful scream was almost enough to make him come on the spot. Fighting to hold off, Vic tried to steady himself and focus on the precious boy in his arms.
Colby's head dropped to one side, nuzzling Vic's arm as his eyes slipped closed.
“Vic,” he whispered.
Vic's relief was so hard and sudden that it made his eyes sting with the threat of happy tears. He tilted Colby's head back up and brushed their lips together.
Colby sighed, kissing back slowly and lazily, making little hums of pleasure deep in his throat.
Vic beamed. He couldn't imagine anything more perfect.
While Colby lay there still looking slightly dazed, Vic started to pull out. They'd gotten so much further than he'd ever imagined they might, and even though his body was begging for its own release, he figured the boy could use a rest. He could worry about his own pleasure some other time. Just getting to experience being inside Colby was enough for now.
Before the head of his cock could slip out, though, Colby gasped and tensed up, his eyes going wide and his legs locking around Vic's waist.
“Wait,” Colby panted.
Vic went still, watching him.
Colby blinked, still seeming to come out of his daze, then glanced down at where their bodies met before looking intently at Vic's face. “You're still hard.”
Vic tried to shrug it off. “It's alri–”
“No,” Colby insisted, squeezing his legs so that he effectively pulled Vic back in. “Vic, you have to come inside me.”