by Mike Shade
"Mm... you okay, Jason? Taste so good. Feels so good." Josh started rubbing against him, purring into his lips. Josh’s cock was full, throbbing, hot.
"Yeah, good." He sucked on Joshua's lips, pulling them into his mouth and nibbling, licking. Soft moans and chuckles and sweet, low groans were pushed into his mouth.
He pushed with his hips, sliding against Joshua's skin, against his cock, hard and soft and need all made flesh. Joshua's hands slid down, tracing lightly over his hips, his belly... his shaft.
He whimpered, pushing against the sweet touches. "Oh yes, Joshua, please."
"Oh, good." Smooth fingers wrapped around his cock, pulling gently, carefully. Oh, it had been so long since someone else's fingers had touched him, too many years of being alone and he cried out, pushing hard, so close. "You're so lovely, so fine, Jason. I want to see, want to see you come."
"Oh, God!"
Joshua's hand was so hot, so good and the soft voice was like another caress and there was a breeze across the top of his shoulders, a cool, ghostly touch and he cried out, coming hard.
"Oh, oh so good." Joshua's lips covered his, a hungry moan sounding, pushing deep into his mouth.
He let Joshua guide the kiss, gauged the kid's hunger and need from it. When they broke apart, he made an offer. "Do you want to make love to me?"
"What? But I've never... I don't know..." Those stunning green eyes looked at him with a mixture of need and nerves. "What if I hurt you?"
"What if you make me fly?" He smiled at Joshua, fingers stroking through the soft hair. "We don't have to if you don't want to."
Josh relaxed for him immediately, nuzzling into his touches. "I do want to. I'm just scared. I've never even seen anybody do it."
"Wow. Never? Really?"
"Cross my heart." Josh's cheeks heated, but he didn't look away. "I'm not your average studly guy and the guys you meet on the road are a little... um... ew."
He laughed. Oh, Joshua was a sweetheart. "Your average studly guy isn't all he's cracked up to be. No pornos either? They're always good for a quick education."
"Um... I'm not old enough to get into those places yet and... well, Nan would be rather pissed." Josh grinned, chuckling softly. "And pissed is like the understatement of the millennium."
"Oh dear, should I expect to be accosted by an irate grandmother? You are old enough to be in bed with me, right?" It hadn't even occurred to him, he'd just assumed the kid was at least eighteen -- he had said he'd been traveling for a while after finishing high school...
It had indeed been far too long since he'd done this sort of thing.
"I'll be twenty in nine days." Josh shrugged, looking a little uncomfortable. "Is that okay? I did mention it, earlier, at the kitchen table."
"I'm sorry -- god, what a mood killer. It was just the mention of not being old enough and your nan made me suddenly realize that it's been far too long since I've done this and I've forgotten all the steps in the dance and," he took a deep breath and shook his head, "I'm just making it worse, aren't I?"
"Well, I haven't done the steps to this dance ever. You're going to have to lead." Josh leaned forward and kissed him. "You still were beautiful when you came, you know."
Warmth flooded back through him and he offered another kiss, this one long and slow and making up for the awkwardness of the last few moments. Joshua cuddled close, rocking against him slowly. He moaned and pushed closer, bending one leg and pulling it up over Joshua's.
"Jason... want you..." Josh's voice was rough, beautiful.
"Yes..."
They needed lube, but he couldn't for the life of him remember if he even had any, so he just took Joshua's hand and pulled two fingers into his mouth, sucking hard. A soft cry sounded, Josh's hips moving in time with his suction, cock sliding hot and hard against his belly.
He sucked a few more times and then let the wet fingers slide from his mouth. "Slow down or you'll be done before you've begun."
Watching Joshua's face, he guided the boy's fingers to his opening.
"Oh... Oh, god. Oh, God, Jason." Josh's fingers were trembling, teasing unintentionally, tracing in tiny circles.
He shuddered and pressed Joshua's fingers with his own, encouraging the penetration, wanting it. Josh's fingers pressed inside, stretching him. Joshua gave a tiny gasp, eyes so wide, so green. "Tell me how you feel."
"Like I'm going to cry it's so much." Josh's voice was a whisper. "But it feels so good, so hot. So right."
"Imagine what it's going to be like when it's your cock instead of your fingers."
"Oh..." Josh's entire body rippled against him, green eyes flashing.
"The reality is even better -- are you ready?" He was riding Joshua's fingers, the burn of them fading away. He was ready for more.
"Please. Oh, please." Josh's lips brushed his, words blowing soft against his skin.
A shudder of anticipation went through him and he sat up, straddling Joshua's waist. Lifting a little, he guided Joshua's cock to his entrance. Josh's eyes went wide, mouth open as those thin hips pushed upward, knowing what they needed.
He bore down, body opening to Joshua. Oh, it burned! It had been so long, so very long. He groaned and pushed himself down, not stopping until he was sitting on Joshua's legs, the boy's cock buried deep inside him.
He groaned, hands moving restlessly over Joshua's chest.
"You okay? Am I hurting you?" Josh's voice was high, squeaky. Stunned.
"I'm fine. Great in fact." He smiled down at Josh, fingers stroking the sweet cheeks. "I just need a minute to get used to you -- it's been awhile." His eyes dropped closed and he took a deep breath. "Feels damn good."
"Oh, yes. Yes, it does. So good." Joshua's fingers trailed down his stomach, so soft and gentle. "So tight, Jason."
He tightened his muscles around Joshua's cock, shivering a little at the sweet touches.
"Jason!" Joshua arched, body bucking as that hand wrapped around his cock and stroked.
"Oh, God -- you're good at this!" He started to move, pushing up into Joshua's hand and then back down onto his hard cock.
Josh was whimpering, body catching his rhythm, hips and hands and wide, overwhelmed eyes working to send him flying. It was so good -- almost too good and it had been too long since he'd shared pleasure like this for it to last more than a short while. He could feel his balls tightening, could feel his prick getting harder, getting ready. Then he was crying out, body bowing as he came down hard, shooting over Joshua's hand and belly. Joshua's scream was desperate, shocked, hips driving heat deep inside him, over and over.
He tried to help, tried to clench his ass muscles around Josh's cock, but he was distracted by the look on Josh's face and the sweet, shuddering aftershocks that rocked his body.
Josh's hand brushed against his jaw, trembling badly, feather-light, body slowly relaxing into the mattress. "You... oh, Jason..."
He sank down onto the boy, breath panting harshly from him. He kissed the soft spot beneath Josh's ear.
"Thank you," he murmured.
"Oh... that was so..." Josh's voice was coming in soft, gasping sobs, hands clinging to him. "Thank you. So much."
He slid his hand along Joshua's side, gentling him. "Your first time should be something to remember."
Then he kissed Joshua, tongue pushing gently into the boy's mouth. Josh opened to him, the kiss happy and sweet, hauntingly familiar and tinged with cinnamon. It made him ache and he deepened the kiss, happy to drown in Joshua's mouth.
His hands were filled with warm, sated man, arms and legs wrapping around him and holding him close. God, it felt good.
He hoped Joshua would stay. Maybe he'd even offer up the tower room to sweeten the deal. It seemed right somehow, thinking of Joshua up there.
"'night Jason. Sweetest of dreams." Already asleep, cuddling and warm, Josh's lips brushed his jaw.
He smiled, mostly asleep himself.
"Night, Sammy," he murmured against warm skin.
***
He was warm and comfortable. Happy. Safe. Josh shook his head as consciousness pushed at him. No, he wasn't ready. He loved this dream, had loved it for years, for as long as he could remember. He was next to someone special, in their home, cuddled under the blankets.
The hot chocolate smell was new... it was usually tea with lemon. Or cinnamon.
Joshua snuffled slightly, turning and snuggling towards his dream lover. Reality could wait. His dream lover's hand was warm and solid along his back.
"Mmm..." He purred softly, nuzzling into silky warmth.
"Morning, Joshua."
Oh... Oh, yeah. Morning. Jason. Wow. Just...
Wow.
"M...morning." His voice was rough, hoarse. "Morning, Jason. Did I oversleep?"
"I don't know," replied Jason, voice full of laughter. "What time did you want to get up?"
"When...whenever you were tired of me hogging the covers?" He wasn't quite ready to open his eyes. Soon, though. Very soon.
"Well then I'd say you haven't overslept." A kiss dropped down onto his forehead.
"Oh, good." He smiled and tilted his head, searching for another kiss. "Again, please?"
Jason's lips covered his, soft and warm and very much real. He hummed, hand stroking Jason's cheek. So good. So right. He cuddled closer, rubbing his morning wood against Jason's leg. Jason chuckled into their kiss, hand slowly moving down toward his cock.
"Sorry. Shouldn't be so pushy. You just feel so good. Makes me want."
"I'm not complaining, Joshua." Jason's hand found his prick, circling it and tugging. "In fact I'm encouraging it."
"Yeah?" He gasped softly, arching into Jason's hand. His toes curled, entire body rocking and shaking.
"What do you think?" Jason's free hand slid down to cup his ass, encouraging his movements as the hand on his cock squeezed harder.
"Think? I'm supposed to think? When you're..." He groaned and shivered. "Really?"
Jason chuckled and suddenly he was rolled, Jason warm and solid above him. The kiss he was given was deep and aggressive. "This is being pushy. You're just riding the sensations."
"Oh! I like it. You. Aggressive." He shut up, arching into Jason's heat and rubbing. "Again?"
"And again and again, as long as you'll let me," Jason murmured against his lips and then neither of them said anything more because Jason was kissing him hard and deep and long.
Josh moaned, lost in the kiss, arms wrapping around Jason's neck. Oh, this was... He felt... So...
His mind turned off, body searching for more sensations to short out his descriptive abilities. Jason put a hand to either side of his head, driving their cocks together with solid thrusts. The kisses continued, hard, demanding, full of want and heat. He met them, needing more of this lovely man. Jason tasted of chocolate and cream, sweet, rich, hot. Oh fuck, his balls were tight, cock wet and sliding against Jason's, entire body shaking.
The hips driving against him grew urgent, soft grunts filling his mouth along with Jason's tongue. His hips snapped up to meet Jason's, body shaking as he came, crying into that hot, hungry mouth. Jason just kept kissing him, kept thrusting against him and then the thrusts became jerks and more heat splashed between them as Jason came, too.
Josh didn't let Jason go, just kept kissing, kept tasting, kept sharing. Oh, God. So good. So really, really good.
Jason shifted, rolling them until he was on top. He pressed down, rubbing the wet, sticky heat between them. "I've come more in the last twelve hours..."
Jason smiled up at him, fingers tangling in his hair. "I know -- most impressive."
He giggled, bending down to kiss the corner of Jason's mouth. "Like this. Like the way you taste."
Jason nodded, head turning to capture his mouth in a lingering kiss.
He moaned into the kiss. "Like you."
Jason nodded again. "Yeah, the feeling's mutual."
"So I'm not being a stupid kid?" He met Jason's eyes, fascinated by the blues there. "You feel something between us?"
Another nod, this one slow and serious. "I feel like you were made for me."
"Yeah?" He shivered. "I think... I think this is a little scary, Jason, 'cause I think I might have dreamed about you, about being here with you."
Jason's hands slid through his hair, stroking gently. "Don't be scared, Joshua. Nothing so good should be scary."
"No?" He let his eyes close, let his head fall forward into Jason's hands. "Why me? What's different about me?"
God, he wanted to stay, wanted to make love and stay warm and write and explore this beautiful house.
"In twenty years, none of the men I've wanted to have a relationship with cared two figs about Violet. Only one other loved her as much as I do, maybe even more. You would be the second." Jason continued to touch him, to stroke and caress him.
"How... how do you know? Oh!" He blushed dark, eyes closing. "You read the notebook." The notebook that went on and on about the house and its lines and beauty and owner.
"No, I didn't read your notebook." Jason's hands slid down his back, touching him. "I could see it in your eyes, in the way you talked about her."
"Oh." He couldn't think, just relaxed beneath the sweet touches. "She's beautiful, haunting. The sort of place you would never ever want to leave."
"Exactly! Do you know how strange some people think that is?"
"Yeah? Seems pretty normal to me. Who would want to leave? Why?" He licked a line along Jason's collarbone.
"Apparently I loved the house more than them." Jason shrugged. "I resented being asked to choose."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories." He brushed Jason's face, trying to erase the sadness there.
"That's all right -- you're helping me to make new ones -- good ones."
"Am I? So, I don't completely suck at this lovemaking thing?" He blushed. "I mean sex thing. I mean. Uh..."
Jason silenced him with a kiss and took his hand, sliding it between them.
"You feel that?" Jason asked, wrapping his hand around Jason's long cock. "Does that feel like you're no good at this lovemaking thing?"
"Oh... oh, God. You feel so good, so right..." He started stroking, pulling, exploring. "You're so hard, so long."
Jason groaned and bucked up, pushing into his hand. "You make me hard, Joshua."
"Yeah?" He wanted to see, wanted to... Josh supposed it was nasty to want to taste, but he did. He thought it might be nasty and he might hate it, but he wanted to try. He scooted down, kissing and licking Jason's skin, hand still exploring the swollen shaft.
Jason whimpered and shifted restlessly, almost seeming to be pushing his hips up toward Joshua's mouth.
He curled up beside Jason, resting his cheek on the soft rise-and-fall of Jason's belly. Crystal clear drops were gathering at the slit of the flared head and Josh gathered one on his tongue, groaning low at the salt and sweet and the flavor of Jason spread over his tongue.
"Oh... Oh, Jason..." He didn't have the words, so he just tasted again.
Jason's hands slid into his hair, gasping softly. "Oh, Joshua... Joshua..."
He leaned farther down, licking little lines all around the heated, tight skin. Then he wrapped his lips around Jason's cock and tried to suck -- little gentle motions.
"Joshua!" Jason yelled his name and gurgled, hips shoving Jason's cock deeper into his mouth.
He backed away a little, scared of gagging. It didn't take long for him to find Jason's rhythm and relax, sliding his mouth over the top half of the hard flesh, hand wrapped around the bottom half.
"Oh, God! Joshua." Jason was breathing heavily, gasping and moaning, hands opening and closing on his head. He hummed softly, guessing he was doing something right, Jason's cock throbbing in his mouth. Suddenly Jason was pushing at him. "Gonna come!"
He nodded, sucking harder. In for a penny, in for a pound, he figured, and he wanted to know what it was like. How it felt. Tasted.
Jason whimpered. "Oh fuck." Thrusting hard and jerking
, Jason came, hot liquid shooting into his mouth.
He couldn't even begin swallowing it all, but it wasn't nasty -- salty and a little bitter, but mostly just Jason.
"Oh, God. Oh Joshua." Jason kept whispering those words over and over again, shudders and shivers going through the long body.
He let go of Joshua's cock, working his way up towards those blue eyes. "It was okay?"
Jason's hand slid along his cheek, pushing his hair back behind his ear. "It was a hell of a lot better than just okay."
He got a warm smile and Jason stretched, almost purring like a cat. "I'll have to return the favor properly, really suck you, not just a quick taste, and then you'll know just how much better than okay it was."
He blushed, grinning wide and burying his face in Jason's shoulder. Oh, he really liked this lovemaking stuff. The guys he knew had told him it was good, but not that it changed you inside, not that it made you so warm.
Jason's arms came around him, holding him close. "I hope you don't mind, I cancelled my appointments for today. I wanted to spend it with you." Jason laughed, the sound a little self-conscious. "I'm hoping I can convince you to stay at Violet House for the winter. It would be the best place to write your book. I'll even promise to keep my hands to myself for however many hours a day you need."
Josh lifted his head, looking into those eyes. "I can't make decisions like this. All I can think about it how good it feels, how happy and warm being here with you makes me."
"Oh, you've discovered my nefarious plot to make you mindless with pleasure and then worm a decision out of you while under the influence of it."
His giggles filled the air, arms wrapping around Jason's waist. "Yep, I'm a bright boy."
Truth was, he wanted to stay, and that was unusual. He never wanted to stay anywhere and he needed to think about that, think about why.
"Well, will you spend the day in bed with me and then take tomorrow to think about it?" Jason stretched beneath him, warm skin sliding along his own. "I'm selfish enough to want the day."
"Oh, yeah." He gasped and grinned. "I've got no plans that require leaving this bed. None at all."
"Good. Very good."
Jason brought their lips together again, mouth opening beneath his own in invitation. More confident now, he dove into the kiss with enthusiasm, licking and tasting and sharing Jason's flavor at the same time. They kissed for a long time, different kinds of kisses, some long and deep and others just barely bringing their lips together. Jason's hands were exploring his skin, soft and hard and always warm.