She walked over to the bed and climbed up on it. Stripping off the rest of his clothes, Alexander loomed over her for a moment, his stiff cock flagging the air. He ran his thumb along the damp crotch of her panties. “Oh, that’s nice.” Piper lifted her hips to assist him in peeling her underwear off. He pressed them to his nose and breathed in. “Mmm. You smell as good as you look.” Crawling up over her, he slid his arms under her legs and pressed them open. “Guide me in,” he said, and she reached down, her fingers finding his cock and leading it to her hot, wet opening. She was so ready. He sank in smoothly, filling her in one thrust that drove a groan from her lips. He hoisted one of her legs over his shoulder and stroked into her, loving the way she pulsed around him. She reached up and wrapped her arms around him, her fingernails digging into his back, clawing into his ass. “Aw, Piper – fuck, woman!”
“Yes!” she cried. “Oh, fuck – fuck, yes!” Her hips rocked upward, eagerly taking him. Alexander kissed her hard on the mouth, and then bowed his head to latch onto one of her rolling breasts. He caught the tender little bud of one nipple between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. Piper continued to gasp and wail. He had other plans for her, though. She gasped when he pulled out completely. “What are you doing?” she asked, frantic. “Alex, please!”
“Shh,” he said. Kissing a path down over her soft, round belly, he pushed her legs apart to fully expose the petals of her labia. Her clit stood out, thick and swollen. Alexander looked up at her, gave her one of those wolfy grins she had mentioned before, and buried his face in her pussy. He sucked at her clit, tongue circling it, battering it mercilessly. Piper was already close, he knew, but this just pushed her over the edge.
She grabbed at his head, clutched his hair in her fist, and her hips pumped wildly against his mouth. “Oh, god! Oh, god – Alex – I’m cumming! Baby! Fuck!” The last word went up a few octaves.
Alexander held onto her and did not let up until she began to twist and yelp, begging him to stop. He sat up, licking her juices from his lips, and grinned. “Feels good to let go,” he said. He reached down and cupped his hand over her mons, feeling the heat still radiating from her pussy. “You need to surrender more often.” His thumb drifted down, gently stirring the wet curl, slick with her release.
She lifted her head, still dazed from orgasm. “But what about you?” she asked, indicating his erection.
He smiled. “I haven’t really decided, yet.”
She looked up into his eyes. Suddenly, she rolled, turned over onto her belly, and got up on all fours. She tossed her head and looked back at him. “Remember when you said you sometimes had to use the back door?” she asked, with a sly grin. She wiggled her ass. “I’m probably one of the few women you will ever meet who likes it. Yours for the taking, lover...”
Alexander’s dick liked that suggestion because it jerked, nodding in approval. He licked his lips again. “Oh, I love you,” he muttered under his breath, which made Piper laugh. Grasping her big, round ass, he moved in closer. He dipped his cock into her pussy to make it slick before aiming for the dusty pink pucker between her cheeks. Slowly, he pressed against it until it opened and welcomed him in. It was tight, so tight, like a hot fist grabbing onto him. At this point, he knew he would not last more than a few strokes. He leaned over Piper’s back, cupped her breasts with both hands, and kissed the tattoo between her shoulders. “Oh, god…”
“Yeah, baby,” she whispered, urging him. “I’m yours, Alex – I’m yours, baby!”
“Fuck!” With one more thrust, he felt his balls contract. His whole body shook as the wave of climax passed through him. He uttered another long, low groan and carefully eased out. He left a breathless kiss behind Piper’s ear before sprawling beside her on the bed.
“You know that old saying, ‘It ain’t over till the fat lady sings?’” Piper asked, finally breaking the comfortable silence that fell over the room following their rigorous lovemaking.
Alexander yawned. “Yeah?”
“Well, I’m not going to stop singing,” she said. She turned her head and looked at him. “But I don’t want this to be over, either.”
“It doesn’t have to be, you know.” Shifting onto his side to face her, Alexander gathered up one of Piper’s hands and lifted it to his lips. “We can keep doing this. We can do it every day and every night, if you want it. Just say the word.”
“Well,” she said with a mild sigh, “I suppose I could get used to it…I mean, you’re okay…I guess.” At that remark, he snorted against the inside of her wrist. She grinned and went on. “I really like being with you, Alex. You ‘get’ me. You know what it’s like to be looked at by others as something different, people thinking you’re weird, judging you without even really knowing who you are.”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Is there a Reader’s Digest condensed version to this story?” he asked, teasing her.
She made an indignant noise and shoved at him. “Shut up, I’m having my big John Hughes, Molly Ringwald emotional revelation moment, here. Don’t ruin it for me.”
“Sorry,” he said, trying to sound sincere but he could not stop grinning. “Go on.”
“Too late,” Piper said, throwing up her hands, “moment’s passed. You suck.”
“Mmm, I thought you liked it when I do that.” He nuzzled her shoulder. “I know I like it when you do.” He reached up and traced her full lips with his fingertips. “You can do so many amazing things with your mouth.” He leaned in and captured a soft kiss which she returned willingly. “Just tell me,” he whispered, when he pulled back again. “Do you want this?”
Piper sighed again. “You are such a pushy bastard,” she muttered, but she was smiling when she said it. “All right – yes. I want this. But not because you’re filthy, stinking rich, or because you’re incredibly gorgeous, or even because you really know how to dominate me in the bedroom.” She gazed up into his eyes. “It’s because you make me laugh. You make me feel good about myself. I don’t have to be on my guard with you. For the first time in my life, I feel like I can let someone else take control. I can be me. And I like that.”
“And I appreciate the trust you’ve placed in me,” Alexander said. He stroked his thumb across her soft knuckles. “I’m honored that you’ve allowed me to see all these sides of you that no one else has ever been privileged to see. I’d like the opportunity to continue discovering everything there is to know about you.” He smiled. “So you just keep commanding the stage with that beautiful voice, my delectable diva…and in return, I’ll keep commanding your gorgeous body, in bed.”
She wound her arms around his neck. “I love it,” she said. “And I love you.”
“Good,” he said. “Let’s keep it that way.”
--THE END--
Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell
Alec had started something with a fellow recruit at a military base in New York. The pair was living in a world post don’t-ask-don’t-tell however there still seemed to be some stigma regarding two male troops dating and because of that they decided to keep everything quiet – or so they thought. When their secret is revealed the two are faced with a choice and whilst Alec might be prepared to make those sacrifices James doesn’t know if he is…
****
It hurt at first. It stung, it burned and it had Alec thriving in pain. He wasn’t expecting it to be easy but with someone as big as James it seemed to be more difficult than he had imagined.
The pair had only spent a single week together but already Alec found himself face down in the sheets. It was his first time. It was his only time but he was glad he was losing his virginity to James. A kind, muscular, caring, hot stud of a man who had been at the military base for a long time.
Once James had placed himself all the way inside of Alec he began to pull back out, listening to Alec’s moans and stroking his brown hair.
“Man, that’s hot,” he moaned as he pulled back to the tip before slowly moving forwards again.
Alec kept up
his grunts and moans as James pleasured him in ways he’d never felt before. He had to focus solely on the pleasure and try to ignore the pain of his body being entered for the first time by another man. It was an adjustment but one he hoped would happen sooner rather than later as he planned on doing this often with James.
James got faster and with it he grew in confidence as well as inches. He’d been pounding Alec for a while now and didn’t know how much longer he could hold on. The younger man was tight – really tight and his moans made James nearly explode several times.
“I’m gonna’ cum soon,” James said mid-moan as he drove himself all the way into Alec for the third time in a row without hesitation causing the younger man to cry out with joy.
“Cum in my ass!” Alec lost himself in the moment.
Hearing his moans James felt himself immediately begin to explode.
“I’m nutting!” and began spraying his load deep into Alec’s hole.
Upon realizing what was happening Alec felt himself erupt too, he shot across the sheets beneath him and cried out with ecstasy. The room was spinning, his vision blurred and his body had lost all of its stamina causing him to completely collapse into his own mess – removing James from his body in the process.
James fell on top of him, slowly rolling over to the side of the single bed and laughing as he looked at a very sweaty Alec.
“That was fucking good,” he said as he tried to catch his breath.
Alec smiled, he let himself get dragged into Peter’s arms and the pair lay there for a moment covered in their fluids.
“I can’t wait to take you on a real date,” James muttered.
In that moment Alec shot up from his dream. A memory of a moment he’d shared with a fellow recruit who had been deployed a month ago. He hadn’t heard anything from him since but knew he’d be coming back to the military base soon…
***
Alec sat in his newly assigned room after being moved from the third floor to the second, closer to the tech and communications departments of the Base. He played with his newly cut blonde hair on the bed, running his fingers through the shorter strands and seemed surprised to feel them end earlier than they usually did. He decided it was time for a change, personal and professional, so he’d been working on himself for a month now and whilst a simple haircut wasn’t going to change his life it symbolized the first steps towards his new career-driven self.
It seemed losing his virginity to another man – or just in general, had done a lot for the twenty-year old. He felt more confident now that he’d broken down the door to his sexuality and although he wasn’t ready to identify as ‘this’ or ‘that’ he felt at ease knowing himself a little bit better.
“Attention!” Alec heard the cries of the sergeant working the recruits but couldn’t see the courtyard from his new bedroom as it sat on the corner of the building.
James had been back for twenty-four hours now and Alec hadn’t caught sight of him since he’d gotten off the bus. He couldn’t begin to imagine what James had been through or what he had seen out at that base but he needed to know that they were okay despite how selfish that seemed.
Alec got up, checked himself in the mirror and put on a smile. He headed out towards the courtyard to see if he could spot James doing laps with the rest of the troops but he didn’t appear to be involved. He continued forwards and into the tents that lay on the edge of campus where most of the field-recruits slept. He began inspecting each and every tent one by one, glaring in through the thin gaps in the openings looking for any sign of James.
“I can’t believe it,” he heard a familiar voice coming from behind some of the tents where the recruits had put up a basketball hoop.
“Some people can’t handle it,” another familiar voice replied.
Alec followed the voices to see Simon and Peter. They both looked perplexed as they held a small, brown pocket-book in their hands. Alec instantly recognised the item, it was the reason him and James had even started speaking to begin with.
“Hey,” Alec hadn’t spoken to the pair much since their time together at the diner but both men seemed to recognize him.
“You’re a friend of Evans, right?” Simon asked.
“Yeah, do you know where he is?” Alec replied as he looked from one to the other.
Both of them looked to one another and then back to Alec who stood bewildered by their expressions.
“What’s going on?” He asked as he stepped closer towards them and the pocket book that Simon held.
“Well, since you’re a friend,” Simon said before handing the book over.
Alec opened the book as the two stood silent and began to read the latest passage. The book was used as a diary for James and detailed his inner thoughts on life at the Base; he didn’t appear to have kept it up at the base he was sent to apart from a single entry detailing a fight between himself and a ‘hostile’ that ended in a gory fashion.
“He’s gone,” Peter said as Alec stood there taking in the words on the page and trying to imagine what James must’ve been feeling.
“Gone?” Alec looked up from the book.
“Yeah, his tents empty,” Simon added.
Alec closed the book, a part of him was hurt but his concern overshadowed that and he managed to take his relationship out of the equation and focus on what really mattered – making sure James was okay. He’d heard of stories of men that come back from wars with PTSD and even though James hadn’t been gone too long he’d been put through more than most men had their entire lives. He could’ve been anywhere, doing anything and not knowing how to ask for help.
“Where’s his tent?” He asked the guys who both began to lead the way.
The three men went inside a small, green tent second-to-last on the fifth row out of seven. Alec noticed immediately that the space was barren. It was void of clothes, personal affects, a sleeping bag and anything else you’d expect to find. Peter and Simon began to talk amongst themselves as Alec continued his search hoping to find something, somewhere that would lead him to James.
“He was different,” Peter’s words echoed in Alec’s ears.
“What?” Alec turned around; he remembered that James had spent last night with Peter and Simon after getting back to the Base.
“What was different about him?”
“He was just, withdrawn, I guess,” Simon chimed in.
“Yeah, like not really there, you know?” Peter continued.
“And what did you two talk about with him?”
“Oh you know, girls, the attack, if he finally got to see some action.”
Suddenly Alec found himself furious at the pair.
“Action?!” He muttered as he grinded his teeth.
“What’s wrong with you?” Peter said in a pointed tone, almost defensively as if he knew Alec was about to blame this all on him.
“Where would he go?” Alec dropped his attitude, he knew that yelling at the two idiots before him wasn’t going to help.
“Well, he doesn’t speak to family,” Simon replied.
“Why do you care so much?” Peter didn’t seem to want to play Alec’s game of fetch without answers.
“Because I do,” Alec responded as he tried to change the topic back to James.
“So he wouldn’t go home, a motel maybe?”
Peter stepped forwards; he didn’t seem to want to let this go.
“Tell me why you care so much and then I’ll tell you where he is.”
“What?” Alec stepped back, exiting the tent as Peter followed him.
“Are you two…a thing?” Simon followed them both out of the tent as he asked the question.
Alec didn’t know if James would’ve wanted them knowing but in that moment he felt desperate enough to forget consequences if it meant finding James.
“Yes.”
Suddenly Peter started laughing and the tense vibe vanished, Simon sighed and took money out of his wallet before handing it to Peter.
“I to
ld you,” Peter said in a chipper tone.
“Hey guys, what’s going on, why are you at the empty tents?” Alec heard a familiar voice and spun around.
James stood there, he was fine, completely fine and he was smiling.
“Assholes!” Alec realized what had happened, he turned to face Simon and Peter as he clenched his fist and threw it full-force at the closest one towards him.
Peter managed to dodge the blow, his face dropping the smile he held as he squared up to Alec.
“You little…” He got closer but James jumped between the pair.
“What’s going on?!” James asked angrily.
“Your little bitch can’t take a joke,” Peter stated as Simon kept quiet.
James looked towards Alec who seemed close to tears. He turned to Peter and Simon and muttered -
“Leave,” his voice riddled with anger.
The moment the two of them left Alec’s line of sight he ran up and threw his arms around James.
“I’m so glad you’re alright,” he said with a sigh of relief.
James smiled, he didn’t know what was going on but he was happy to see Alec’s feelings for him hadn’t changed in his absence.
“I like your hair,” he whispered causing a chuckle to leave Alec’s lips.
***
“I’ll have a word with them, that’s not okay,” James said as he rested Alec’s head onto his chest.
“I can’t believe those guys sometimes, it was probably Peter’s idea, dude doesn’t know when to stop.”
The pair was in Alec’s bedroom. Alec had just finished explaining what had happened and James had just finished describing his time at the base. The attack had happened at the other side and had ended before James could leave his bunker, he didn’t see any of the action but witnessed the aftermath – two soldiers had lost their lives.
“I’m just glad you’re okay… sorry I told them,” Alec replied as he squeezed into James even more, trying to be as close to his lover as possible.
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