by T. M. Smith
“Oh Fuck!” Linc shouted again when Chris added his second finger, he reached inside searching for that bundle of nerves, knowing he’d found it when Linc’s ass shot up off the bed, sucking his fingers in deep.
“Fuck! Chris, babe, you’re killing me.” Linc cursed again, bringing his feet up on either side of Chris’s hips. Linc’s head and shoulders were buried in the pillow and his ass was in the air. He held himself up with his knees. Chris looked down and saw Linc’s cock was hard and heavy, hanging between his pert balls, dripping pre come onto the blanket. He continued to fuck Linc with two fingers, reaching down and fisting his cock with the other hand.
“FUCK!” Linc screamed as his legs tightened around Chris’s hips. Linc’s own hips were bobbing up and down as he drove his ass up, swallowing the two fingers, then down driving his weeping cock into Chris’s fist. Before Chris even realized what was happening he felt the warm liquid spill out of Linc’s dick, coating his hand as Linc’s body convulsed under his ministrations.
Chris released Linc’s shaft and gently pulled his fingers out, quickly grabbing a condom and rolling it down his own painfully hard rod. As he lubed up, Linc rolled over and grabbed his knees, pulling his legs up to his chest, his hole was red and quivering and his cock was still semi hard, even after coming not even two minutes ago. Chris circled Linc’s opening with his lube slicked finger, barely breaching it with the tip. Linc sighed, “Please Chris, please don’t tease me, I’ve wanted this for so long. Please, make love to me.”
He grabbed Linc’s ankles and placed them on his shoulders as he aimed his cockhead for the entrance, slowly gliding home with one long, slow stroke that left them both breathless. Linc’s channel pulsed around him, but Chris held still for a moment, allowing Linc time to adjust to the fullness. When Linc wiggled his hips, Chris took the hint, pulling out then driving back in with more force.
Chris held on to Linc’s legs as he set up a steady pace, slow fucking Linc into the headboard and into oblivion. Linc had his fists wrapped in the blanket, legs wrapped around Chris’s neck, toes curled, eyes closed and he could have sworn right then that he had died and gone to heaven. Chris would grab the headboard and pound into him, using the headboard for leverage, and just when Linc was seconds away from coming, Chris would pull back and start slow fucking him again. Linc thought he would go fucking insane with the need to come. Every time Chris drove his cock into him, it grazed his prostate and sent tingles up his spine.
Linc was moaning and writhing underneath him, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat. When Chris leaned down to kiss him, Linc took the opportunity to pull his legs down and wrap them around Chris’s waist and all it took was one shove and a roll, and Linc was on top, straddling Chris. He smiled down at Chris as he began riding his cock, up and down, jerking his hips back and forth. Chris lifted his knees and drove his ass up to meet Linc with every down stroke of Linc’s hips. Linc closed his eyes and threw his head back, his cock was standing straight up and drooling all over Chris’s belly, and just to be a dick, and Chris lifted and rolled them so he was back on top.
Linc was furious but before he could utter one word Chris claimed his mouth in a brutal kiss, slamming his dick into Linc’s body fast and hard. Linc’s balls drew up, his toes curled and his eyes crossed. “Oh god, YES! Please, for the love of god, do not stop fucking me!” he screamed out when Chris pulled back to catch his breath.
“Look at me!” Chris demanded, and Linc opened his eyes, starring up into black, glassy orbs that were full of lust and need. “I want you.. to look.. at... me.. while you come.” Chris said the words in between deep, hard thrusts into Linc’s body. He fought hard not to close his eyes as his dick jerked and shot thick, white ropes of come all over their bodies. He was moaning Chris’s name over and over with an occasional “oh fuck” in between as he came so hard, he swore he went blind. But he never closed his eyes. He felt Chris tense above him and right when he got his vision back, he saw Chris’s head thrown back, jaw locked tight and felt Chris’s body as it jerked above him while he came, still buried inside Linc’s body.
Breathless, Chris collapsed on top of him. Linc ran his fingers up and down Chris’s spine and kissed his sweat soaked forehead. They stayed that way for a while, arms wrapped around each other, Chris’s now flaccid cock still buried inside Linc’s body. They were both sweat soaked and spent, but happy. Linc snorted when he heard Chris snoring. He was still laying on top of Linc, still inside him, condom still on. Gently, Linc rolled his sated lover over onto his back and removed the condom.
He went to the bathroom to throw it away and grab a warm wash cloth to clean his sleeping boyfriend up. Looking into the mirror, he saw himself smiling. He was happier than he had been in a very long time. Chris hadn’t said those three little words yet, but Linc knew they were brimming just beneath the surface. Even the mind blowing sex they just had was different than any Linc had ever had in his life. He could feel the emotions and love in the way Chris made love to him.
He was still smiling when he wiped his seed off Chris’s stomach, and when he crawled into the bed and curled up next to him. He sat on the bed next to Chris, just watching him sleep for a while, mapping out every part of the man’s body. Linc pushed a strand of auburn hair off Chris’s forehead then ran that finger down his cheek, along his neck and then traced the heart that was tattooed on Chris’s chest, the initials AJS inside the heart. Linc then ran his finger down Chris’s arm, along the thick black lines and patterns that traveled down his left arm. Switching hands, Linc ran the pad of his thumb over the beautifully detailed rose with long stems, full of thorns and leaves that adorned Chris’s right arm.
Linc was about to drag the sheet off Chris’s lower body and map out the tattoos on his legs when Chris stirred slightly, sighing and rolling over onto his stomach. Linc had seen the gorgeous Raven with its wings stretched out from shoulder to shoulder that adorned Chris’s back, but this was the first time he really took the time to look at Chris’s cross tattoo.
He knew the story, the scar where they’d had to go in and place pins along the bottom of Chris’s spine after the accident lay underneath the blue and black ink that looked like a cross that sat side ways on Chris’s lower back. Linc shuddered as he ran his finger over the design and felt the ragged flesh that lie underneath. It was just a whisper of a touch, but when Chris’s body jerked under his finger, Linc pulled back.
He sat there a few minutes more, making sure Chris would stay asleep before he got up and blew out the candles, turned off the bathroom light and crawled into bed next to Chris. They slept until the front desk called up to make sure they remembered check out was in an hour. They barely made it down on time since when they got up to shower Chris pinned Linc against the wall and fucked him again, claiming it was because they couldn’t come again after today until after their boat scene later in the week. “Besides, the water will wash everything away, easier clean up,” Chris said.
Linc swore the guy at the desk snickered at him as he wobbled out to the truck that was waiting for them by the curb. He was not some blushing virgin, but Chris was hung like a goddamn horse and being fucked good and hard by that cock twice in less than twelve hours left Linc sore and crooked. He winced as he climbed into the truck and sat, causing Chris to laugh. He wanted to be pissed at him, but all Linc could do was smile. He was sappy and happy and in love, what could possibly go wrong? They were about to find out.
~ Chapter 15 | Moving On ~
Chris and Linc arrived to an empty house, a note on the kitchen counter from Andrew that they would be gone until six that evening. They’d taken the boat and Jet-skis out for a spin. “Looks like we are on our own for a few hours,” Linc said waving the note in the air. “I’m starved, how about some lunch?” he asked. Just the mention of food had Chris’s stomach loudly begging to be fed. They both laughed and set about making sandwiches and soup for lunch.
Linc washed up their dishes after they finished eating, while Chris grabbed a couple of beers and
headed out to the porch. Linc joined Chris a few minutes later, settling into the double seat rope swing, they sat in silence for a long while. Linc had his legs resting on Chris’s lap while he gently massaged the back of Linc’s neck with his fingers. “It’s so peaceful out here. I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to live in the city again after spending the summer out here.” Chris broke the silence.
“Are you going to move back to Michael’s? Or get your own place?” Linc asked.
“Definitely getting my own place. That was my main argument for taking the job with All Cocks, so I could get off their couch.” Chris turned to face him, smiling. “You know, we could help each other out with that problem.”
Linc’s eyes grew wide, “Don’t freak out on me, just hear me out.” Chris sat his beer down and took Linc’s hands in his. “Neither of us have a home to speak of at the moment since you moved out of Lance’s apartment and I don’t want to go back to Michael and Max’s couch. So, I thought, maybe we could get an apartment in the city together. And we can get a two bedroom so that we each have our own space, take turns in each other’s bed at night.” Chris said the last part with a sly grin and a raised eyebrow. Linc just laughed at him.
Linc turned and looked out over the water, gathering his thoughts. Chris mistook his silence as a no. “It was just a thought, we don’t have…” Chris didn’t get to finish the sentence. Linc turned and put one finger over his mouth, effectively silencing him.
“Would you shut up?” Chris chuckled then bit the tip of Linc’s finger, gently. Linc pulled back and laughed as well. “I would like nothing more than to live the fairy tale with you Chris. I just want you to be sure this is what you want is all. We’ve went from zero to Mach One in a matter of months.” Chris tried to speak again but Linc shook his head. “No, you need to just listen to me for a few minutes.” He waited until Chris agreed, nodding his head but frowning at the same time.
“After Lance, I didn’t think I could trust another man with my heart again Chris. But you changed that, and it scares me sometimes. Not six months ago you thought you were straight, and now you’re dating and sleeping with a man, with me. What if you wake up one morning and decide this was just a phase and you really do want to be with a woman? Or worse, you decide you want to experiment and see what else is out there, I’m the only man you’ve been in a relationship with. What if you want something more, someone else? I don’t know that I would survive another breakup, especially not with you.” Linc had only paused for a moment when Chris leaned into him, grabbing Linc’s face and pulling him over for a short, sweet kiss.
Chris closed his eyes and leaned further into Linc’s body, holding his face in his hands, their foreheads touching. His breath when he spoke feathered over Linc’s lips, and he shuddered. “I don’t have all the answers Linc, all I know is the way I feel when I’m with you. I’ve only ever felt that kind of comfort and love when I was with Amanda, so that tells me that you and I being together is right. It feels right when I hold you, touch you.” Chris stole a quick kiss again, “When I kiss you.” He whispered.
Chris sat back on his side of the swing before he ran their fingers together, and then looked Linc in the eyes so he would hopefully see the truth in his. “I feel so alive when I’m with you Linc. I love you Lincoln Carter.”
Linc jumped into his lap and wrapped his hands around Chris’s neck, leaning down and kissing him deep and hard. Chris ran his hands up Linc’s back, wrapping his arms around Linc tight. Chris could feel Linc’s cock stiffen against his and it made him just as hard. His heartbeat sped up, his ears were ringing, all the blood in his body had gathered in his groin. They were both so wrapped up in each other that they didn’t even hear the screen door open then bang shut. A throat clearing loudly behind them made Linc jerk back and turn. Andrew stood with his arms crossed, glaring at them. “Didn’t I tell you two to hold that shit for the camera?”
Andrew’s frown turned itself upside down as he took in their appearance. Chris’s hair was disheveled from Linc running his fingers through it. Linc’s lips were red and swollen from the duel they had just danced with Chris’s lips. Both men’s pupils were shot and they were panting, trying to catch their breath. “Jesus Christ, you two are just perfect. So much raw sensuality, it just radiates off your bodies when you’re in the same room, just imagine what you look like right now. Quick, get up and get inside. Get yourselves sorted out before Victor sees you, you know he’ll be pissed this close to a shoot. Besides, we have plans tonight, so go get cleaned up.” Andrew shooed them into the house, smacking Linc’s ass as he walked by.
“I’m going to wrap a bell around his goddamn neck.” Chris grunted under his breath, intending for only Linc to hear him.
“I heard that!” Andrew shouted to their back as they hoofed it up the stairs.
They decided to shower separately and save themselves the discomfort of showering together, and not being able to touch each other. Half an hour later Linc bounded down the stairs dressed in Levis, a black button up and black ankle boots. Linc was fresh faced and clean shaven, his black hair still wet and brushed back off his forehead. Chris whistled as he walked toward him, “Damn babe, you look good.”
Linc laughed and eyed Chris from head to toe, whistling himself. “Not so bad yourself, babe.” Chris wore a pair of Diesel jeans with strategically placed holes and tears in the denim, a long sleeved white button up that had black trim across the collar and wrists of the shirt, as well as down the front where it buttoned, which was only buttoned up to his chest, Chris’s auburn chest hair peeking out of the top.
“If we’re done with this week’s episode of Project Runway, are we ready to head out?” Jordan asked jokingly. He was wearing jeans and a simple white t-shirt, but his buff body and various patterns of ink that shown where the material didn’t cover made him look far better than the simple outfit did.
“So, where are we going?” Linc asked.
“We are going to eat at Del Frisco’s then we have an appearance at Club Berlin. Victor wants us to get some exposure before our video comes out,” Chris told him as he took Linc’s hand in his and then kissed his fingers.
“Get a room!” Jordan yelled over his shoulder, laughing and walking out the door behind Victor.
“Should we tell them?” Chris looked over at Linc.
“Should we tell them what?” Andrew said from behind them.
Chris jumped, not realizing the sneaky bastard had walked up behind them. Chris growled at Andrew before turning back to Linc, “Seriously, a fucking bell! You know, like the ones you make your cat wear so you know where the frisky fucker is at all times!” he shouted the last part as he turned back to Andrew. The man didn’t even flinch, just waved his hand at Chris, wanting Chris to just spit it out already. “Well, Linc and I are going to get an apartment in the city. We are going to be roommates.”
Andrew snorted. “Roommates huh.” He folded his arms over his chest, eyeing them with that motherly glare he often gave ‘his boys’ as Andrew called them all.
“Yes, we are. And before you freak out, Mother, we are getting a two bedroom so that we have our own space, that one degree of separation if needed,” Chris said as he wrapped his arm around Linc’s waist, pulling him close.
“Well, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. You two seem to do everything backwards and at light speed.” Andrew placed a hand on Chris’s shoulder, then his other on Linc’s as he often did when talking to them. “I just want you to be sure you’re certain. I don’t think I’ve seen either of you as happy and carefree as you are when you’re with each other, but living together is a big step. Just take it slow and allow each other the time to acclimate, okay?”
Chris and Linc both grabbed Andrew and jerked him in between them, hugging him tight. Andrew laughed out loud and quickly returned the hug, kissing each of them on the forehead. “Yes Mom!” they both sang out, then turned and ran out the door with Andrew and Mattie following close behind.
Mattie stoppe
d Andrew just before they reached the screen door, pulling him close and standing on his tip toes to give his partner a quick kiss. “I love you Andrew.”
“I love you too Matthew.” Andrew smiled down at him. He was about to lean in for another kiss when they heard the horn honking from the driveway. Andrew rolled his eyes but smiled, pulling Mattie out the door behind him. Soon they were on their way into the city, windows rolled down and J Geils band blaring through the speakers, singing the words to “Centerfold” at the top of their lungs.
~ Chapter 16 | Meet and Greet ~
The six of them had a nice, quiet dinner at Del Frisco’s before heading to Club Berlin. Standing out on the sidewalk with the flashing lights and rhythmic music, Chris thought back to the first time he stood in the exact same spot, how much his life had changed. No longer was he a sad, unemployed, lonely single guy with just two friends and a piss poor outlook on life. Now he was happy and surrounded by friends, no, family. This crazy group of guys he’d met just a short while ago had wormed their way into his heart and now, he couldn’t imagine his life without every single one of them in it.
Linc looked back over his shoulder, “You coming babe?” holding his hand out, waiting for Chris to take it. Chris smiled and nodded, grabbing his boyfriend’s hand and following him into the club.