by T. M. Smith
Linc ran both hands up Kris’s hairy legs, tracing the tattoos on Kris’s thighs with his fingers, following that gentle touch with his tongue. Kris ran his hand through his own hair and gripped the ends in his fingers, hissing when Linc finally ran the flat of his tongue along the underside of his cock. When Kris opened his eyes again and looked down he almost laughed out loud at what he saw. Linc was looking up at him, mouth full of Kris’s cock, pupils completely shot, eyes brimming with need. But there lying across his feet on his back was Jordan, holding the camera dangerously close to Kris’s balls.
The bastard winked at Kris and blew him a fake kiss and Kris had to throw his head back to cover the laugh that was just on the cusp of spilling out. Once he could no longer see Jordan, just feel Linc and what his talented boyfriend was doing with his mouth in that moment, Kris was able to immerse himself in the scene again. Kris spread his legs wide, allowing Linc to slide his body closer to him as he deep throated Kris’s cock, gagging a little, pulling back but then taking the full length right back into the moist heat of his mouth again, and again, and again.
When Kris felt the familiar tingle building up in his balls, he grabbed two fists full of Linc’s hair and hauled him up, crushing the slightly smaller man to his body and ravishing his mouth. The kiss was sloppy but intense. Then Kris pulled back and circled Linc’s mouth with his fingers. Linc took the hint and sucked the three fingers into his mouth, closing his eyes and moaning as he rocked his hips into Kris, pinning his back hard against the railing. Kris leaned down and kissed him again as he slid those spit wet fingers down Linc’s back, along his spine, over the curve of one cheek then slid them into the crevice of Linc’s ass.
Linc threw his head back and gasped when the first finger entered him, followed by a low moan when one finger became two. Kris quivered with anticipation, anxious to see what sound Linc would produce when he inserted that third finger. He was not disappointed when he heard his man growl as the third finger joined the other two. Linc lifted his right leg and rested his foot on the railing, allowing Kris to drive his fingers all the way into that tight passage. Linc rode Kris’s fingers as they kissed and groped each other, until Linc pulled back and looked him square in the eye, and said, “Are you ready to fuck me yet?”
The look Kris gave him could only be described as devious, and with one swift move Kris had moved around behind him and now pressed Linc’s naked body against the railing. Ever so slowly, Kris ran his tongue down along Linc’s spine, tracing the tattoo then bit Linc’s left ass cheek, smacking him hard on the right one. Linc jumped but Kris manhandled him down onto the bench on his knees with his gorgeous ass sticking straight up in the air, beckoning Kris to ride it.
Slowly and strategically, so that the camera caught every second, Kris stood staring down at Linc, rolling the condom carefully onto his throbbing shaft. If he wasn’t careful, he’d come all over himself before he even pushed his way inside Linc’s body. As if Linc could read his thoughts, he arched his back which caused his ass to lift further up into the air, his cheeks opening slightly so his rosy, red pucker was staring up at Kris.
It was Linc’s turn to chuckle when Kris growled at him, reaching for the lube and pouring a generous amount into the palm of his hand. Kris rubbed his hands together before grabbing his cock again and spreading the lube from one hand all along the length. The other hand slid into the crevice of Linc’s ass, one finger circled his pucker and Linc bowed up again before hissing as Kris’s finger breached him.
Those three fingers were back inside Linc’s channel as Kris twisted them around, searching for the bundle of nerves that would send Linc soaring. Kris smiled when Linc gasped first, his body jerked and he then cried out Kris’s name. “Fuck! Stop fucking teasing me and fuck me already!” His eager lover growled at him, rocking his body back and forth, swallowing Kris’s lube soaked digits. Linc groaned in protest when Kris removed his fingers from his pulsating channel, then smiled when he felt the tip of Kris’s cock rub against him.
Kris wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside Linc with one quick shove, but this was a shoot, so he had to make things look good for the camera. Instead he gently began rocking his cock in and out of Linc, one inch at a time, holding Linc’s cheeks apart so that Andrew could get a good shot of the penetration.
Linc’s body quivered as soon as Kris was sheathed inside him. He leaned his head back and rested it on Kris’s shoulder, gyrating his hips with every thrust from Kris. They played their parts perfectly in the beginning, right down to every thrust and moan. Eventually Kris tired of staring at Linc’s back and pulled out. Linc groaned in protest again, but Kris just grabbed him and laid his body down onto the bench they were fucking on. Quickly settling between his legs and leaning in for a kiss.
Just as Kris’s tongue drove into Linc’s mouth, his cock drove into Linc’s ass and Linc hissed out a moan. Kris grabbed Linc’s legs and threw them over his shoulder as he thrust in deep, pulling a shout from Linc. “Fuck!” For the next twenty minutes, Kris played Linc’s body like a well-tuned violin. Bending, pushing and stretching their bodies to different angles and positions to make sure Andrew got enough variety with the footage he was shooting to make a best seller. Eventually though, they both passed the point of no return.
Kris could feel his balls tightening with every thrust. He tried desperately to slow down but Linc was too far gone to allow it. And by this time they’d been going at it for over an hour. First Linc wrapped his legs tight around Kris’s hips, pulling him in with each thrust. Then when Kris tried to pull back, Linc leaned up on his elbows and captured Kris’s mouth in a fierce kiss that was all teeth and tongues. “Fuck me like you mean it.” Linc protested, and Kris took that as a dare.
In one synchronized movement Kris grabbed Linc’s ankles and held them both above his head, then with the other hand he held Linc down by the throat and proceeded to fuck the poor man into oblivion. The harder Kris thrust his shaft into Linc’s wanton body, the louder Linc screamed.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, right there. Oh fuck yes, don’t stop, so close!” Linc managed to cry out as Kris fucked him so hard, the he could swear the boat moved underneath them. Kris drove in deep and the boat seemed to rock forward. He pulled almost all the way out, and the boat seemed to pull back in the water. Thank god Jordan stayed focused and kept his camera angled on the two men because Andrew had lost focus along the way. He held his camera sideways at an odd angle, still filming, but not paying attention to what he was doing.
When Kris knew beyond a shadow of a doubt he was beyond the point of no return, he leaned down and whispered into Linc’s ear, “I love watching you while I’m fucking you. You are so sexy with my thick cock driving into your body, writhing underneath me. I love fucking you Linc. And I love you,” and with those words, Linc groaned out Kris’s name as he shot his load all over their bellies. Kris could hear Andrew’s muffled voice, something about sitting back so he could get the come shot.
Kris felt like his head would explode from the intensity of Linc’s orgasm. His channel had tightened around Kris’s cock to the point of suffocation. Kris had but two hands and one was wrapped around Linc’s neck, the other had a hand full of ass as Kris pistoned his hips in jerky, uncoordinated thrusts. When Kris felt like his balls were fixing to climb half way up his ass, he pulled out, tore the condom off and with just two swift strokes shot his seed in long, sweeping arcs over Linc’s chest and abs.
Spent and exhausted, Kris fell on top of Linc and smiled as his lover accepted his weight, wrapping his arms around Kris’s back and holding him close while they both rode out the spasms of their mutual, mind blowing orgasm.
“Holy shit! That was probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Mattie said from somewhere behind them. Kris couldn’t decipher where he was, nor did he care, he just wanted to hold Linc in his arms and pass the fuck out by this point. The sun was setting and the throuple seemed to be getting their second wind.
“Yeah, well,
you’re what, twenty Mattie, that’s really not saying much,” Jordan joked. And up until he spoke, Kris had literally forgotten he was there. Truth be told, Kris had forgotten anyone but Linc was there while they were going at it. All he could focus on was the intensity of their connection while they were making love.
Kris laughed and pulled Linc up off the bench and wrapped his arms around him. They kissed and held each other for a little while until the fireworks from the Sound starting playing in the back ground. The closing frame of their shoot was Kris and Link standing on the deck of the boat, arms around each other, watching the fireworks before Kris leaned down and kissed Linc’s shoulder, their silhouette staring into each other’s eyes as the scene faded to black.
The room was very quiet for about five minutes after the video ended. Chris had pulled a throw pillow over onto his lap a while ago to hide the bulge in his pants. Looking over at Linc who was sitting right next to him, he saw that he too had a pillow in his lap. It made Chris laugh before he leaned over and kissed Linc.
“Well, what do you think?” Andrew finally asked.
“I think it’s fucking amazing,” Chris said. Linc just nodded in agreement.
“Excellent!” Andrew exclaimed. “I’ll get it ready to go live on the site. I’m going to release it on Labor Day. Tomorrow I’ll send it to the production company, once I’ve cleaned it up some and removed everyone else’s voice, so they can start getting everything ironed out for the DVD.”
Andrew started shuffling papers around on his desk, mumbling something about finding a phone number. Mattie had crawled into Victors lap and the two of them were talking quietly about something. Mattie was curling a strand of Victor’s hair around his finger while Victor ran his fingers up and down the length of Mattie’s arm.
Chris caught Linc’s attention and jerked his head toward the stairs and the two of them quietly left the room without as much as a goodbye or goodnight. There were no more shoots scheduled until well after Labor Day, so Chris didn’t hesitate when Linc opened his bed room door and pulled him into the room, clothes dropping at his feet as Linc walked backwards toward his bed.
First Chris fucked him into the mattress, and then he went down and made them some sandwiches since they were starving after their vigorous workout. Linc had curled up with his head on Chris’s chest, legs tangled together and was just dosing off when Chris spoke. “Does it bother you that I don’t want to bottom?” his voice barely above a whisper.
Linc turned his head slightly so he could see Chris’s face. “No. Why? Should it?”
Chris shook his head, smiling at Linc. “I just want to be sure you’re happy with the mechanics and everything.”
Linc laughed, causing the bed to tremor underneath them. “I got what I wanted Chris, I got you. And there is no way in hell I’m going to walk away from this over something as simple as top or bottom. Besides, I kinda love you.”
Chris grinned at him. “Oh you do, do you?”
Linc nodded and Chris leaned over, nipping his nose. “Well guess what Linc? I kinda love you too.”
~ Epilogue ~
Labor Day at the house was a party of epic proportions to send summer off in style, and celebrate the official release of Love on the Docks. Victor had pulled out the massive grill he kept in the garage the night before and slow cooked brisket and ribs overnight. They all woke to grumbling bellies at the delicious odor that permeated five city blocks. Thankfully, Mattie had a spread already laid out for everyone when they woke so they could start the day off right. Michael and Max had come down on Friday to spend the long weekend with them, with Colton and Officer Jon joining them later in the day.
No one at the house quite understood the mechanics of the relationship between Jon and Kory yet. Kory was still a major ass most of the time, so they didn’t understand how Jon could stand to be around him. But to hear Jon talk, Kory hung the fucking moon.
“Love is blind,” Jordan had said one night after Jon dropped Kory off at the door, and then whistled a happy tune as he all but danced his way back to his car.
Linc wasn’t buying it though. He’d seen Kory let his guard down a couple times now, even going so far as to apologize to Linc for the role he played in breaking him and Lance up. Linc actually thanked him for that, small miracles.
Michael and Chris had just set up the volleyball net when Gio rounded the corner of the house, Gabe’s tiny body pressed up against his side. The two of them had hit a rough patch a while back when Gio had come out to the house to see Gabe unexpectedly and wound up walking in on a shoot. Gio had a hard time dealing with what Gabe did for a living, so much so that he broke it off with the beautiful blonde for a brief time. Gabe was so certain of his love for Gio that he decided to retire and move behind the camera, helping on the production side of filming. And it really helped that Gio’s agent at the agency he modeled for took one look at Gabe and shit himself. So now Gabe had what he called an honest modeling job on the side as well.
Gio headed their way after making a pit stop at one of the coolers, grabbing four beers and popping the caps as he walked. The four of them stood and talked while they waited for Max, Linc and Andrew to get back from the dock where they were getting the jet-skis ready for a spin later in the day. When Jon and Kory finally joined them they started a game of four on four, laughing, rough housing and just enjoying the day and each other’s company.
While they were playing volleyball, Mattie and Colton got the tables with the side dishes, plates, cups and napkins set up, and Andrew helped Victor plate all the meats. “Boys! Food’s ready!” Andrew yelled across the yard once they had everything ready.
Then it was a mad dash to the table and Mattie threatened to turn the hose on all of them. “Calm down, damn, you’d think none of you had ever had a rib before!” he shrieked as they tore into the elaborate set up and left an utter mess in their wake. Mattie was about to blow a gasket when Andrew clanked his fork on the side of his beer bottle, drawing everyone’s attention.
“We’d like to thank you all for joining us today to celebrate the release of our newest DVD, but we also want to recognize all the blessings we’ve been given lately. We… Victor, Mattie and myself. We love you all and are so happy that God has brought us all into each other’s lives. Gabe is no longer shooting scenes for us, but he’s catching onto the production side fast and he tells me that after this weekend, he’s moving in with Gio in the city.” Everyone around the table cheered and clapped and congratulated the two of them while Andrew took a breath.
“We will miss you, just know, you always have a home here with us.” Andrew held his glass up to them, looking a little misty eyed before he cleared his throat.
“And Jon, thank you for coming out today, our Kory has been much more tolerable since you came into his life.” There was a round of awwwwws as Jon leaned in, kissing Kory on the cheek. Andrew talked more about the DVD and some new interesting ideas they had planned for the site for the Holidays. They were getting ready to put out another set of flyers as well and try to bring on some new models since they were losing a few.
They spent the day eating, drinking, riding the jet-skis, playing volleyball and just having a good time. When the sun started to set, they lit a fire in the Chimenea and sat back, waiting for the firework display on the Sound to start. Victor brought out the Țuică, a Romanian plum brandy wine, and passed everyone a glass for one last toast. “Cu prietenii mei , familia mea , și iubirile mele. To my friends, my family and my loves.”
Chris lay back on the grass staring up at the stars in the night sky, surrounded by the bright lights of the fireworks, and sent a little thank you up to the heavens. When Linc squeezed his hand in his, Chris rolled his head to the side and was greeted with a thousand watt smile from his lover. Chris leaned his head toward Linc and gave him an Eskimo kiss, then lay back on the grass.
“Thank you,” He whispered.
“For what?” Linc asked, smiling.
“For bringing me back to life
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Fame and Fortune
An All Cocks story by T.M. Smith
Copyright © 2015 TTC Publishing
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Published September 1st 2015 @TTC Publishing
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Est. Length - 168 pages (47,523 words)
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Beta readers: Kathy Mac, Zane Kage, Lucien O’Corvi
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