Shadow Fray

by Bradley Lloyd

“I don’t really like two fingers. It hurts.”

  Hale looked at him skeptically. “Well, I’m not sure how this is going to work if you don’t let me open you up. I’m no expert, but….”

  “Fingers are too pointy, too bony,” Justin said as Hale kept one finger inside of him and circled with a second, pushing, teasing. “God, yes. That feels good. I’m hoping your dick is a little softer than fingers, even if it is bigger. Let’s just try it that way first.”

  “As you wish,” said Hale, leaning forward to kiss Justin. As their lips met, Hale’s finger pushed in, breaching him deeply. His ass clenched around the finger. Justin felt mostly pleasure, only a slight discomfort. Hale’s mouth on his own kept him from making any exclamations, Hale’s tongue distracting him as the finger worked in and out in a circular motion, pushing against the inner walls.

  Justin gasped as Hale’s finger curled upward in a hook, hitting his prostate.

  “You like that?” asked Hale, moving the tip of his finger back and forth. Justin’s cock bobbed and flexed with every small stroke, precome leaking and dripping down his shaft. It was like Hale had found a string that ran from Justin’s cock and balls right to Hale’s finger, and he was pulling on it, turning Justin into his puppet, his plaything.

  Justin groaned. “Yeah… I like it.” Hale moved his hand from Justin’s stomach back to his cock and began stroking him.

  Justin bucked between Hale’s finger and his hand, hips pushing down and back up again in a maddening seesaw of pleasure. Justin lost track of time. The sensations, Hale’s kiss, and the music fused together, working on him like a drug.

  At last, Hale paused and shifted. “Do you think you’re ready?” he asked.

  “Sure,” Justin said. No knowing until you try, anyway. He breathed deeply, trying to relax. “Just work a little more lube in first.” Hale complied and began stroking himself as well, his cock rigid and clearly wanting. “Jesus, you’re so hard,” Justin exclaimed quietly. Truly it looked almost painful, in a beautiful sort of way.

  “I can’t wait to get inside you,” Hale said, his hand leaving Justin. He opened and applied the condom, slicking himself up with a generous amount of lube. The cot was getting pretty messy with the stuff. Oh well.

  “What will be most comfortable for you?” Hale asked.

  “I want to see you,” Justin said. “I want to look at your face. I want to see you as you enter me, watch you when you come.”

  “Fuck, yes.”

  Hale positioned himself between Justin’s legs, looking down at him, eyes raking Justin’s body. His hands glided along Justin’s stomach, over his cock, and along the inside of his thighs. Justin loved this attention, almost couldn’t believe it. This was his fantasy. The man looking at him, touching him—this was Black Jim. But now he was even more than Black Jim, and this was better than any fantasy. Hale lifted Justin’s legs, hooking them up on his shoulders. He kissed the inside of Justin’s knee, and….

  “Jesus!” Justin said, shivering.

  “Sensitive there?”

  “I guess so. No one’s ever done that before. Just you.” Justin could barely catch his breath. Hale smiled and kissed him again, softly. It sent little tremors through Justin’s body, a slight tickle spreading through him. More than that, though, the gesture was so tender, Justin felt himself opening up to Hale, in more ways than one.

  Hale stroked his long cock a few more times and then dipped it down, teasing the head across Justin’s entrance.

  “Damn, that feels good,” Hale murmured, closing his eyes.

  “Yeah, it does.” Justin breathed in deeply, feeling ready. Very ready.

  Hale pushed forward gently, and Justin winced as his ass resisted. He tried to relax, used his own hands to spread himself a little wider. “Slow….” he prompted.

  Hale looked down, leaning forward slightly.

  Damn. It hurt. How was this going to work if it was already hurting and Hale hadn’t gotten inside him yet?

  Justin forced himself to relax further, and this time moved his own hips downward.

  At last he felt himself open somewhat, the tip of Hale’s cock entering him.

  He winced again. It burned. Hale leaned forward a little bit more.

  Justin gritted his teeth. “Stop there for a second. Just work it for a minute.”

  “I’m not really even in.”

  “Don’t be so impatient.”

  Hale frowned, shaking his head. “This is never going to work.”

  “It’s got to work. Just use your dick like you used your finger for a while.”

  Hale gazed at him intently, his eyes determined. He withdrew and Justin felt him circling his hole with the head of his cock. Pushing forward, then withdrawing, circling, and pushing gently again.

  “Just like that,” Justin said. That felt good. Why couldn’t the whole thing feel like that? As the pleasurable sensations continued, Justin began to meet Hale’s forward pushes with pushes of his own. He began sweating as his hips moved, bearing down.

  And then he felt the breach again, this time easier, as Hale slipped in.

  “Fuck yeah. Open up for me, baby.” Hale’s voice was like an aphrodisiac.

  Justin bore down, and Hale penetrated an inch or two before Justin felt resistance again… with quite a few inches to go.

  Justin placed his hands on Hale’s thighs to keep him from going deeper. “Just wait a second,” he said.

  Hale growled. “You’re killing me here, Justin.”

  “Yeah, just wait until you’re where I am.” He could feel a burning as Hale’s cock pressed against what felt like an inner wall.

  Hale grabbed Justin’s cock and began stroking it. “Oh yeah,” Justin said. “Keep doing that.” As his hips began moving again with the motion of Hale’s hand, he pushed himself down. Hale tentatively pushed back.

  No fuckin’ joke. It hurt. It felt like he was trying to stretch a tiny rubber band over something too large, and it was about to snap. He focused on the pleasurable sensations on his cock and continued to bear down.

  “Justin, open your eyes.” He hadn’t realized he’d closed them. “Look at me,” Hale said. “I love that you’re doing this for me. You feel so good. So tight.”

  Hale used his free hand to drip more lube at the breach and also drizzled some on Justin’s cock as Hale continued to work it with his hand.

  Justin looked into Hale’s eyes. “Kiss me,” he said to Hale.

  As Hale leaned forward for the kiss, Justin shifted into him, moving him deeper. As their lips met and Hale’s tongue entered his mouth, his cock slid in.

  Justin continued to feel the burning and pinching, but as Hale went in deeper, a pleasurable fullness spread inside him. Hale kissed him hungrily. Justin put his arms around Hale’s neck, hooked his legs around Hale’s back, and pulled him in.

  Hale continued to push forward. How much of him was left to go? The fullness gradually turned into a slight ache in the pit of his stomach as Hale sunk in deeper. Totally committed now, Justin drove his heels into Hale’s ass, urging him to continue the rest of the way in.

  “Fuck,” Hale cried, pushing in to the hilt. Justin’s head rocked back, and he pulled Hale’s body to him tightly. That feeling he had of wanting to get closer to Hale, of not being able to get close enough, was finally and fully satiated.

  “You okay?” asked Hale.

  “It feels strange. But it’s good too.”

  “I want to move inside you.”

  Justin nodded, and Hale placed his hands on either side of Justin’s head, holding him. Justin felt the weight of him, smelled the musk of forest and sweat as Hale began to move his hips. The sight of this man on top of him, with his hard body and hairy chest, had Justin forgetting about the pain. His heart and mind and so much of his body wanted to welcome him in.

  “Just breathe through it,” Hale urged him, before kissing him deeply. Justin used their closeness to rub his cock against Hale’s stomach. Despite the discomfort of the invasion,
the more movement he allowed, the more stimulation his cock would have against Hale’s skin. He began to return Hale’s slow movements, urging him on.

  “That’s it, baby. Let me in,” Hale said as he quickened his pace. Still slow but now rhythmic, moving in and out but staying deep, not withdrawing too much.

  Justin ran his fingers through Hale’s hair, grabbing it in his fists. He had the urge to give Hale a little pain too. Justin yanked Hale’s head back and ran his teeth along Hale’s neck, biting him, feeling possessive just as he was being possessed.

  “Jesus, yes,” Hale cried. Hale buried his face against Justin’s shoulder, his movements picking up speed.

  “Oh God, Hale.” He could hear Hale’s heavy breathing at his ear, knew the combination of his own pleasure and pain was bringing Hale ecstasy. The thought spurred him on, the pain becoming a need. “Harder,” he urged.

  Justin could feel it building inside him, his body rising to orgasm already. This time was different, though. It seemed to be starting from deeper within. “Harder, please.”

  Justin was breathing heavily, wordless sounds accompanying the breaths. He had never felt so full or so close to anyone before.

  Hale lifted his head to look Justin in the eyes. His face was strained with effort… or was it overcome with emotion? His eyes glistened in the light of the cab, sweat streamed down his face.

  Justin rocked up into him, his cock pushing against Hale’s stomach, leaving trails of precome and lube in Hale’s treasure trail, which was now slicked tightly to his skin.

  “Fuck, Hale, I’m gonna come.”

  Hale smiled. “Do it. Come for me. I want you to come with me inside you.”

  Justin clutched Hale’s hair more tightly as Hale grinned and continued to pump his hips.

  Justin curled up against him, searching for friction as the maddening crush built, his cock swelling, turning into an organ of uncontrollable sensation.

  “Oh, fuck,” he whimpered as Hale continued to take him, faster now, his hole totally open to him, the distant pain a fiery brand heating his whole cock to the point of combustion.

  The build was unbelievable. Justin’s body was screaming for release and yet kept taking him higher, higher than he had ever been before.

  Hale pushed Justin down into the thin mattress, thrusting deep and using his body weight to finally give Justin the friction that sent him over the edge.

  Justin’s breath hitched as the first spurt exploded from his cock, slicking their stomachs where they were pressed together. Hale lifted up, freeing Justin’s cock as another spurt rocketed up, hitting Justin’s neck and chest.

  “Nice—” Hale crooned dryly, continuing to thrust his hips, Justin’s muscles contracting, abs clenching, forcing out his release, each time the semen hitting a little lower on his body.

  Finally he was spent, the smell of his own come sharp in the air.

  Justin watched as the sight of his orgasm drove Hale into a frenzy. Hale continued to fuck him greedily, faster than before, withdrawing farther before slamming into him. The man looked like a fucking god.

  While Justin’s eyes drank their fill, his sensations began to normalize. His breath hitched, the pain returning dully with each thrust but growing sharper. He tried not to grimace but couldn’t manage to school his face. The harder, deeper thrusts felt like they were splitting him in two, hitting his stomach from the inside.

  Damn, Hale was big. Justin could do this. He could hang on a little bit longer. Just a little bit longer….

  HALE WAS close. So close. But looking down, he could see Justin’s grim expression.

  A few more thrusts and he would be there. He wanted to go faster, harder.

  He gave in to those desires. Just a few more seconds.

  Justin’s pained grunts cut to him, and Hale collapsed on top of him.

  Fuck.

  Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

  “I’m sorry,” Justin breathed as Hale’s cock throbbed inside of him.

  “It’s okay,” Hale managed, though it definitely felt like it was not okay. “Are you all right?”

  “I was,” Justin said, “up until I came. I think next time we need to make sure you come first, and I’ll be all right.”

  “Next time?” Hale said, raising an eyebrow at him. Hell, if Justin agreed to do this again, Hale could live without finishing.

  Justin laughed, his cheeks flushed. Hale kissed his swollen lips. He looked freshly fucked, and if Hale didn’t feel a sense of pride at that.

  Hale carefully withdrew, watching Justin clench his jaw, feeling the muscles around him as they aided in the escape.

  Hale peeled off the condom and began stroking himself, kneeling in front of Justin. Justin’s thick cock lay against his belly, his come smeared on his body. Looking down, Hale saw he had some in his own chest hair as well.

  “I think I’m not such a great bottom,” Justin said, gazing up at Hale, his eyes focusing on Hale’s hand and cock.

  “Shush. It’ll take a little bit more practice is all. I thought it was fantastic.”

  “I like watching you like this. You’re so fucking hot. Every inch,” Justin said, his brown eyes transfixed.

  Hale was getting off on being watched too.

  He used his free hand and grabbed Justin’s cock. He needed to touch it, feel the swollen yet soft texture of it, and run his fingers along the dripping head. Justin’s body drove him wild.

  He wanted to tell Justin to use his mouth, swallow his cock and get him off. God, just the thought of it had his dick pulsing in his hand. “Turn over for me,” Hale said, running with a new idea.

  Justin looked a little unsure, so Hale said, “Don’t worry. I’m not gonna go for more, even though I want to. I can tell you’ve had enough for today.”

  Justin rolled over, but before he could settle back down into the mattress, Hale grabbed him around the chest and lifted him up so that Justin was kneeling in front of him. He released his cock and moved his hand to Justin’s stomach, pushing Justin’s body back into him as his slick cock slid up and down the top of Justin’s ass. He thrust his hips up again and again, holding Justin like a vise. He inhaled in Justin’s hair, moved his mouth to the side of Justin’s head, and bit the bottom of his ear. He was reminded of cats mating, how one dominated the other and grabbed on from behind. The feeling of closeness was overwhelming. He never wanted to let go.

  “Justin….” Hale breathed.

  “Come on my ass, Hale. Mark me.”

  “Fuck yes,” Hale said too loudly. He pushed Justin down into the mattress, pulling back on Justin’s hips to bring his ass up. He ran his hand along his length, his swollen glans spreading Justin’s cheeks, filling in the gap. He ran the head of his dick down lower as he stroked the base of his shaft. He got a look at Justin’s hole, puckered and red from the fucking. He brought his cockhead down lower, rubbing it over the creases of Justin’s entrance.

  Damn, that was hot. Hale could feel himself getting close again. God, how he wanted to push in. Maybe just a little….

  Justin flexed his ass for Hale, pushing back a bit as Hale’s head rode the entrance.

  “I’m close, Justin. God, I wanna fuck you so bad.”

  Hale didn’t take Justin’s silence for consent, but Justin had said that first outer area was comfortable. Maybe just the tip.

  Hale’s breathing became more labored. He stroked himself harder, the tip of his cock pressing a little more into Justin’s hole. Justin clenched and then opened up slightly for him.

  The tip of Hale’s cock slid in, just barely. It was like the sweetest taste, the most tantalizing teaser of more to come. God, how he’d like to shoot his load right now, right into Justin’s ass. All he’d have to do was leave his dick right there, and Justin would be his. Hale could mark him as his own.

  “Fuck, Justin!” Hale had to fight back against thrusting forward and skewering Justin the way he wanted to. He continued to stroke his length and watch as Justin clenched and unclenched for him, could f
eel that tightness against the tip of his cock as he rocked back and forth ever so slightly.

  The need became so intense, the denial driving him crazy and finally pushing him over the edge. With a cry, Hale pulled out, stroking his full length as he shot across Justin’s back. As he continued to come, he dipped his cock back down between Justin’s spread ass, watching the come mark that golden skin. Fuck, yeah. Now that was a beautiful sight.

  Hale continued to stroke but now more slowly as aftershocks swept his body. He milked the last drops from his cock, slapping them out against Justin’s ass.

  Spent, he collapsed by Justin’s side, pulling him close. The sweat and come on their bodies intermingled as they spooned.

  “That was amazing,” said Hale, for lack of anything better to say.

  “Yeah, it kinda was.”

  “Just kinda?” Hale said, nonplussed.

  “Mmm, yeah. But I expect it will be even better when you bottom.”

  Chapter 28

  WHEN THE truck finally pulled into the garage, it was dark. With their early-morning activities, work had taken a lot longer to finish up. Justin had texted Gin and Charlie, and no doubt they’d be expecting an explanation when he got home. He wasn’t looking forward to that.

  Things in the truck had been a little quiet. Justin felt the darkness of the twilight like an impending sadness.

  He felt like he was about to say good-bye.

  Hale had been quiet as well, which made it worse. It took some effort for Justin not to read into it. After all, Hale had been right there with him when they… what? Had sex? Made love? Even if things hadn’t finished in the way Hale hoped, it had still been pretty… special. A fun time, yeah, but also more intimate than that. Justin shivered with the thought of Hale’s kiss on his knee. His ass throbbed faintly, rousing the memory of Hale inside him. God, they had almost done it bareback—technically had, a little bit. Had that been a mistake?

  The warehouse was quiet. It looked as though everyone had left. As Justin got out of the truck and walked around, Hale moved to meet him. They were alone. Justin felt alone.