by Mike Shade
"Yeah. I mean it. I mean, come on, I could stay in this beautiful house with a lovely man who makes love like a dream or I could sleep in my car. Alone." He giggled and took another sip of hot chocolate. "I don't have much money for food or stuff, but I'll work for it."
Jason nodded. "There's a bunch of winterization stuff that's gotten harder to do on my own as I've gotten older. And I've never really had the time to bring the greenhouse to life. And I get first dibs on reading your book. I think that should about even us out." Jason looked down at his cup and then back up, a carefully neutral expression on his face. "Will you want your own room or will you stay with me?"
He ducked his chin, blushing. "Will you let me? Stay with you? S....sleep with you?"
Jason's hand slid beneath his chin, thumb brushing his lips as his head was tilted up. "I would like that very much, Joshua. Make no mistake -- you are welcome to stay even if you don't want to share my bed, but I am very much interested in pursuing a relationship with you."
"Oh!" He was breathing quickly, fascinated by those eyes. "Kiss me? Let me taste you?"
Jason reached over and took his mug, putting them both on the floor and then Jason leaned forward so slowly, the anticipation of the kiss building between them, making the first soft connection of lips to lips electric.
They breathed each other in, blue and green locked together. It was the sexiest thing he'd ever felt. Jason didn't deepen the pressure, but his tongue slid along the inside of Joshua's lips, tickling and arousing, leaving tingles in its wake. He was shaking slightly, not scared but so happy, so aroused. He twined his fingers with Jason's, holding on to his...
His lover.
Oh... that sounded nice.
His lover.
"Winters are long here," murmured Jason against his lips. "Long and cold and I've never looked forward to one more."
"Nights are long, too. Lots of time to touch, to taste." He sucked Jason's bottom lip softly. "Can I snuggle with you, too? Every night?"
"In front of the fire? Under a pile of blankets?" Jason smiled at him and sat back, pulling him in close. "We'll lock the door and leave a note saying 'do not disturb'."
He relaxed into Jason's arms, happy and home. "Oh, Jason... It doesn't seem real -- I could have picked any house on this block and I found you."
Jason shook his head. "No, only Violet has what you needed. You never would have picked any of the other houses once you'd heard about her."
"She called to me. I... I needed to come here." Needed to look out this window. Needed to be in this room with this man.
"Well that worked out well because I needed you to be here." Jason hugged him hard, almost clutching, and then loosened his hold slightly.
"Yeah? You're happy?"
"I am. For the first time in years, I'm waking up smiling. Don't get me wrong -- my life has been good, but now..." Jason shrugged. "I'm happy."
"You're warm, too, and sexy. Really sexy." He lifted his chin, kissing Jason's jaw.
"You're the sexy one, Joshua. Really sexy."
He blushed and giggled, stroking Jason's hands, basking. "I borrowed your robe, I hope it's okay."
"I might insist you borrow it all the time." Jason slid one hand in around his ribs, stroking his skin.
"Yeah? You like?" He was almost purring, Jason's hands felt so good on his skin.
"Dark green's a good color on you." Jason brought their lips together again, his other hand wandering beneath the borrowed robe as well.
"So... does the round bed work?" He shifted, rubbing his body against those hands. "I mean, can we... you know..."
Jason laughed. "Run laps around it? Have pillow fights on it? Make love on it? We can do all that and more -- it works just fine." Jason winked.
"Mmm... It's too cold for option one and option two is best after supper..." He grinned and stole a kiss. "How do you feel about option three now?"
"Oh, I like the way you think Joshua." Jason stood, bringing him up with him. "It's a wonderful bed for making love on."
Joshua nodded. "It's so big, you never have to worry about falling off."
They wandered over to the bed and Jason pulled back the covers. The sheets were blue and matched the wallpaper.
Jason slipped out of his sweatpants and t-shirt and lay on the bed on his back, legs spread, arms open to him. "Come on, it's lonely with just one."
"I wouldn't ever want you lonely, lovely man." He shrugged out of the robe, crawling into Jason's arms with a happy sigh, pulling the blankets over them both. "Oh, you feel so good."
"So do you, Joshua, so do you." Jason's arms slid around his back, knees coming up so that he was cradled within Jason's body. "I'd forgotten how warm it was."
He snuggled and sighed, licking lightly at Jason's lips as he relaxed and touched. It was warm and so oddly familiar, being here, relaxing here, loving here.
Jason's hands were busy, running over his back, returning again and again to the spots that felt extra good: the small of his back, anywhere along his spine, just along the bottom of his ribs on the left side.
"Your hands are magic." He tried not to jerk, gasping softly. "You know me so well."
"You react so beautifully, it's easy to find your sweet spots." One of Jason's hands slid down over his buttocks, fingertips teasing the crease where his ass met his thigh, sending pure pleasure straight to his balls.
"Oh..." He moaned, staring into Jason's eyes, thighs parting instinctively. "That feels... Oh..." Jason smiled up at him, fingers still playing, teasing almost unbearably with feather light touches and then sliding more strongly against his skin, making him jerk and moan again. He shuddered, achingly, immediately hard, rocking down into Jason's warmth. "Oh, Jason... don't stop, please. Love your touch."
"I'm not planning to stop, sweet Joshua." Jason's hands continued to move over his back, his buttocks and the backs of his thighs, not once going near the 'usual' erotic zones, but still managing to make him fly.
He was shaking, entire world growing bright and then dim as Jason drove him farther and farther. Jason's lips wrapped around the skin at one of his collarbones, nibbling, teeth scrapping and sucking.
He sobbed, cheek rubbing against Jason's temple, breathing in his lover's scent. His hips rocked steadily, need rising. "Oh, Jason... going to make me come, too good. So much."
Jason's teeth scrapped across his skin again. "So come, Joshua. Come for me and then we'll do it all over again."
When Jason's mouth attached itself to his skin this time, it was in a new spot, drawing more blood up to the surface. He cried out, cock pushing into his lover's belly, heat and seed spreading between. "Yes! Yes, please!"
Jason kept sucking at his skin, fingers pressing a little harder now, not stimulating quite as much, but still touching.
"So good. Thank you." He stroked through Jason's hair, petting and touching. "Thank you."
"My pleasure, sweet Josh." Jason licked the two marks he'd left on Joshua's skin and then brought their mouths together, kissing long and slow. "You make me ache."
"A good ache?" He reached down, wrapped his hand around Jason's cock and stroked, wanting his lover to feel good.
Jason bucked up, moaning. "Oh yeah. The best kind of ache."
"God, you're lovely. Sexy." His thumb played over the tip of Jason's cock, spreading the hot fluid.
Jason jerked against him, body responding to every touch. "You make me feel so good."
"Good. I want to, want to make you feel good like me." He leaned down, sucking at Jason's throat, groaning at the salt.
Jason bucked again, pushing up hard into his hand. "Oh God!"
"Mmm... tell me how to make you feel good?" He wanted more of those sounds, those motions.
"Just do what feels right," panted Jason. "You're doing great so far."
His lips moved to suck at stiff little nipples, palm sliding over the tip of Jason's cock with every upward stroke. Jason wailed, body jerking and moving between each sensation, pushing into his hand,
into his mouth, soft, murmured nonsense words filling the air. That was it -- just what he needed, what he wanted. Jason's passion felt so sweet, tasted so good.
Whimpers and groans and soft cries continued to meet each of his touches, Jason's body undulating for him. His mouth moved down, licking his own come off Jason's belly before replacing that flavor with his lover's cock. Jason shouted, hips bucking hard, pushing the long cock deep. He sucked, trying to keep up, to keep his teeth out of the way, to give Jason the most pleasure he could.
Jason's hips thrust the long cock in and out, the man apologizing, whispering "sorry, sorry", even as the long fingers found his head and held him in place. He relaxed, letting Jason take what he needed, just experiencing the feel of that long, hot cock on his tongue. Jason moved faster and faster, the whispered words soon fading into mindless sounds.
"Joshua!" Jason shouted and jerked hard, shoving the long cock deep and coming down his throat.
He swallowed hard, fighting not to gag, to drink Jason's pleasure down, hands holding the fine hips. Jason's cock jerked inside his mouth and then Jason collapsed back against the bed, hands loosening in his hair, stroking now, soft and gentle.
He lapped the tip for a bit and then moved to rest his head on Jason's belly, cuddling close. "Wow."
"I think that's my line."
He giggled. "Sorry, missed my cue. Go ahead."
Jason chuckled, fingers tracing his features. "Wow."
"Yeah. Wow." His giggles were louder now, his pleasure too big to hold in.
One of Jason's hands slid beneath his arm, Jason tugging him up. "Come here and kiss me."
"Mmm... yes." He crawled up and settled at Jason's side, draping around him to take a long, lazy kiss.
"You'll have to let me return the favor next time," Jason murmured, hand pushing his hair behind his ear. "I keep meaning to suck you properly, but I keep getting distracted by the way you respond to my touch."
He blushed and grinned. "We have an entire winter. We can do everything."
"Oh yeah. Over and over and over again." Jason chuckled and held him tight. "It's going to be such fun."
"Yeah. I... thank you for letting me stay, for letting me touch you. It's more than I expected." He kissed the soft skin above Jason's nipple. "More than I dreamed."
"It's my pleasure, Joshua. Truly, I'm happy to have you... here."
He nodded and lifted his face for a kiss. "Do you have plans today, Jason?"
Jason blushed. "I'm kind of doing them now."
"Oh, good. I was..." He chuckled. "I was hoping."
Jason grinned and pushed him over onto his back, following him, kissing him hard.
"Do you think Bessie can stay out there another night so we can stay in bed another day?"
"I'm thinking Bessie will be just fine, Jason." He leaned up, begging a kiss. If she wasn't, she could sit there and rot. He wasn't moving from this bed until he was starving.
"Oh good." Jason's mouth met his, the kiss warm and soft and full of promise.
He thought, maybe, that promise was worth believing in.
***
Jason balanced the tray carefully as he made his way up the stairs. His lover was not an early riser, so he'd snuck down to Mrs. Gerlaughny's bakery and picked up cinnamon rolls -- the good kind with raisins and brown sugar and sweet icing over the top. They were still warm, as were the white hot chocolates.
He was going to feed Joshua and then he was going to love him. It was becoming a pattern, one he had no regrets at all falling into.
As he came to the tower room, he had to smile. Joshua was lying in the middle of the bed, arms and legs flung out, covers just barely covering his hips. The boy looked good enough to eat. The cinnamon rolls tasted just fine cold.
Josh shifted and stretched, sheet sliding farther down. He could just see the tip of that sweet cock, already hard, anticipating him, even while Joshua slept. Come to think of it, they could reheat the hot chocolate in the microwave -- just because the house was a restored Victorian, didn't mean they didn't have all the modern amenities.
He put the tray down on the table and slipped out of his jeans and sweatshirt, sliding into bed and pressing cold toes and fingers against Joshua's inviting, warm skin.
Joshua gave a little squeak, arms moving to pull him close, eyes still closed. "Cold. Cold, lover."
He chuckled and curled in, unrepentant. "You'll soon have me warmed up."
"Mmm... yes." Josh nodded, pulling the blankets around them. "Is it morning already -- surely not?"
"Yes, it is, sleepy-head. The sun was up hours ago -- or at least hour ago."
Joshua groaned, nuzzling close. "Love sleeping with you, so warm and home. Never slept good until you and the Lady Violet."
"You belong with us," he murmured. He meant it, too, Joshua fit in perfectly, seamlessly, like he was a part of the house, and a part of himself.
"Yes. Yes, I do." A warm hand slid down to cup his ass, stroking softly. Green eyes flashed up at him. "Hey, lovely man."
He smiled and rubbed their noses together. "Hey yourself."
That wasn't all he was rubbing with Joshua, his cock was very interested in the warm boy in his arms. He hadn't come so much and so often since... the last time there'd been an inhabitant in the tower room.
"Mmm... you're glad to see me." An answering hardness rubbed against his belly. "So hard."
"Yeah -- you make me feel like a teenager again -- always randy and wanting, needing." He licked at Joshua's lips, teasing them open and then diving in. Josh groaned, purring into the kiss, opening wide.
Oh, this boy was special, giving so freely of himself. It made Jason want to give Joshua everything in return, made him want to make promises that he thought might scare the young man into leaving. Josh's body started rocking, pushing steady and warm against him. This time, before he got distracted again, he started to kiss his way down Joshua's body, stopping to investigate the taste of the small, dark nipples, and the flavor of the little outtie belly-button. He'd been wanting to give Joshua a proper blowjob since their first night together, but Josh’s eager responses always derailed him. Today he would do it.
That sweet giggle floated down to him, Joshua's belly so ticklish, so sensitive. "Tickles, Jason! Tickles!"
Oh, he loved that sound so much. He rubbed his cheek along Joshua's stomach, fingers playing with that sweet navel. The giggles continued, Josh curling around his head, rubbing his back. Josh was still giggling when he licked across the tip of Josh's cock, taking in his first taste directly from the source. Josh stilled, gasping softly. "Oh. Hot..."
He licked again and then once more and then opened his mouth wide and swallowed Josh down as far as he could. The whimper was intensely gratifying, as was the shudder that rocked Josh's body. He bobbed his head up and down, sucking as hard as he could. Joshua's hands tangled in the sheets, hips shifting and rocking, sharp cries filling the air. He slid one hand beneath Joshua's ass, encouraging Josh to push up into his mouth.
"Jason! Oh, God... Oh, godohgodohgod..." Joshua's cock pressed deep, rocking in and out over and over again, fucking his mouth.
He sucked as hard as he could, feeling awkward and out of practice, wanting this to be good for Joshua, but it wasn't anything he'd ever done a lot of, especially not with the last occupant of the tower room.
Given the sobbing, needy sounds filling the air, the pre-come pouring into his mouth, it was obvious that Joshua wasn't complaining. At all. He bobbed his head up and down, meeting the thrusts now, finding and matching Joshua's rhythm. Josh started moving in tiny jerks. "Gonna... oh, Jason... Gonna make me... Oh!"
He sucked harder, wanting everything Joshua had to give him. Josh came with a scream, arching into his mouth, come pumping into his throat. He swallowed it down, salt and bitter and a hint of cinnamon. He continued to suck, fingers stroking Joshua's ass.
Joshua's fingers slid through his hair, trembling badly. "So good."
He hummed around the flesh in his mouth
.
Joshua gave a soft cry and leaned up. "Oh, god. That's... oh, god."
He sucked a bit longer and then let the warm flesh slide from his mouth, slowly kissing his way up Joshua's body.
Josh's eyes were stunned, soft and glazed, lips parted and damp, calling to him. "Jason..."
"Yeah, Josh?" He leaned forward, kissing the sweet, warm lips.
Joshua melted into him, clinging and shivering. "I... Oh, I feel... You make me feel like I'm going to shatter."
He slid his hands along Joshua's arms. "Sh. Sh. It's all right. It's okay, I've got you."
"Yeah? Gonna keep me?" Josh's voice was a whisper, then their mouths met, Josh's tongue pressing deep.
Yeah, he was. For as long as he could.
***
There was nothing like being warm and comfortable, working wrapped his favorite sweats and heavy socks, typing up information about a sweet little house in Pennsylvania while Def Leppard blared through the earphones.
Joshua was most happily ensconced in one of the children's rooms, working well into the evening while Jason saw clients and worked on blueprints. Periodically he would stop and stare outside for a bit, grinning as the first true snowstorm of winter blew in. A breeze blew over the back of his neck. He shivered and pulled the sweatshirt neck up a little, describing the little house's kitchen, filled with made to order appliances. Another breeze blew, warm air sliding over his ear.
He chuckled, fingers stuttering on the keys. "Feels good." He could smell Jason now, warm and familiar and good.
His earphones were gently removed, the music fading, replaced by Jason's soft laugh. "I didn't want to startle you." Jason blew right into his ear this time, tickling.
Josh giggled, leaning into Jason's warmth. "What did you want?"
Jason's laugh became louder. "You have to ask?"
"Not really." He turned his head for a kiss. "I just wanted to hear you say it."
"Oh." He got his kiss first, Jason's mouth slow and warm against his, tongue tasting, exploring thoroughly. "I want you, Joshua."
"Yes. Here?" He turned until his legs were on either side of Jason, cheek nuzzling Jason's belly.
Jason's hands were in his hair, playing with his curls, long fingers moving with the same slow sensuality that had first attracted him to the man. Hips moving, Jason rubbed his need against Joshua's chest. "I don't want to wait."