Blaze pistoned faster and harder as Ashe shouted the words he knew his lover needed to hear. “I love you, you fucking crazy bastard!”
Ashe’s cock slid between his stomach and the floor, freed from its pressure by the slickness of his pre-cum creating a wet zone. His balls churned as he felt his orgasm rising and he arched his back against Blaze. Blaze turned Ashe’s head so their lips could touch as his tongue pushed into Ashe’s mouth. Blaze’s passionate kiss drove Ashe over the edge as he roared out his climax. His cock began to ejaculate semen onto the cold floor and his asshole clenched Blaze’s cock like a vise. Blaze screamed and pulled out one last time before ramming his cock into Ashe like a sword. Ashe felt it spasm as Blaze shot his hot semen deep.
Ashe smiled when Blaze collapsed on top of him for several minutes, enjoying the feel of his lover’s body on his. Ashe lay paralyzed under his spell, and like all the times before, Blaze stood and grabbed his jeans, putting them on.
“Get your lazy ass up off the floor.” He laughed. “I’m hungry, let’s go eat. We told the mayor we’d meet him over at his place, the Rainbow Room.”
Ashe stood, pulling up his own jeans when Blaze walked over to him and softly kissed the red mark on his cheek.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to hit you so hard.”
Ashe kissed him back, and replied, “That’s what you always say, Blaze, and I always say I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
“I know,” Blaze whispered, stroking his cheek. “I should be more careful, though.”
“Careful isn’t in your nature, baby. Stop thinking about it and let’s go eat. If you still feel that strongly about it afterwards, I can slap you around a bit.”
Blaze hooted with laughter. “Promises, promises.”
Ashe smiled, taking a good look at where he was going to be working at for the next two years. He had to admit, he was eager to get to work, and he hoped that the remote location would help Blaze get back on the ladder so to speak. However, looking around the place, he wondered if they were in the wrong firehouse.
“This can’t be right,” Ashe said. “Where’s the rest of the equipment?
“Maybe they don’t need any?”
Ashe looked at his partner. He wondered if he was feeling all right. It had been two years since the fire that cost them three of their brothers, and since then, Blaze lived in a state of avoidance. Ashe worried that his partner’s inability to move past what happened had started to affect his job. Add in the intensive therapy Blaze needed after getting burned, and breaking his ribs and collarbone, to say it was a long bumpy road was an understatement. Blaze didn’t want anything to do with their old firehouse, and eventually turned in his resignation. However, the Commissioner refused to accept it, and informed them of a position deep in the Rocky Mountains in Montana, stating that a change in scenery might be best. Ashe didn’t wait another second, and accepted immediately. Getting Blaze out of Arizona was paramount to his recovery. Blaze was still suffering from the horrible nightmares of that fateful day, which plagued him nightly.
However, Ashe refused to allow the past dictate their futures and moved them forward, to a new place and hopefully a new job. It was hard to do, especially when the man he loved more than life itself still seemed to be living in the past, or more particularly that specific day.
“Let’s stow our gear and go find something to eat,” Blaze said, looking around the small building. Nodding, Ashe picked the nearest locker, ripped the name “Bob” off the front, and threw his duffel into it, slamming the door when he was done. “Shit’s stowed. Let’s eat!”
Walking around the small town of Celestial, Ashe was amazed at the warm welcome they were receiving. It seemed that everyone had expected them, and since they were the only new people in town, they must have stuck out like a sore thumb. Of course, Ashe knew what most of the residents were looking at, and it wasn’t him.
After Blaze was thrown into the air from the fire truck exploding, Ashe and the rest of Engine 13 rushed to him, dousing him with a fire extinguisher. Blaze wasn’t wearing his helmet at the time, and the right side of his face was burned badly. After two years, Blaze had the reminders of that day, and to this day, he couldn’t look in a mirror. To Ashe, Blaze was still a very handsome man, the same man he fell in love with right out of the firefighters’ academy, only more rugged, more distinguished. Of course, Blaze didn’t think so. According to him, he looked like the phantom in Phantom of the Opera.
“Come on, we told the mayor that we’d meet him at his place,” Ashe said, ushering Blaze along.
“Maybe I should just head back to the firehouse.” Blaze stopped and looked around.
Oh, no you don’t, buddy, Ashe thought. “I’m hungry and so are you. Let’s go eat.”
“You’ll have a more pleasant meal if you don’t have to fend off the gawkers. I’ll just go see what I can scrounge up at the station. I’m sure there’s food there.”
Ashe knew there was no talking to him once Blaze was in his self-loathing mood. Ashe really hated when Blaze talked down on himself. So, Blaze wasn’t the super-fine hottie that he was once, but what he lacked in looks, Blaze made up for it in compassion. Ashe just wished that his lover would fine a happy medium and start living again. Ashe didn’t bother commenting, he just kept walking and prayed that Blaze still followed. This town was their last chance, their last chance for everything, and Ashe wasn’t ready to give up yet.
Letting Blaze talk down about himself wasn’t easy, nor was staying with him and watching their relationship fizzle out, but Ashe wasn’t a quitter. Ashe was giving Blaze the time he needed to get better, but he started to wonder if Blaze would ever be the fun-loving guy he fell in love with.
Hungry and too tired to have another internal discussion with himself, Ashe headed over to the Rainbow Room, with Blaze mumbling behind him.
Chapter Three
Rayne was beginning to think she had taken on more than she could swallow. She had been partying it up at the Rainbow Room with several of her friends when she started seeing things. Well, not things per say, but two of the finest men in the cosmos. And to make her fantasy even better, they were strangers, and what a fine pair they were, too.
“Well lick my toes, and fuck me with a tongue!” Charity hooted loudly.
“I think I just came,” Capri murmured.
“I don’t think, I know,” Heaven stated.
“Who are they?” Fairy asked.
“Gifts from the heavens, maybe,” Rainbow said.
“For whom?” Capri questioned.
“Well not for you!” Charity laughed. “You have Aquarius, you lucky bitch.”
“They look lost,” Rayne stated, her eyes zeroed and locked on the two handsome men.
“Well the X is right here, baby,” Charity said, opening her legs and pointing straight at her pussy. All the girls laughed at Charity’s brash behavior, but that was Charity…the life of any party. Rayne had been partying with her girls since getting her nomination, and she was flying high. She had more than a couple of drinks in her, and had been flirting a little with some of the locals in the Rainbow Room for the last hour. Not really flirting so much as striking a pose now and then to make sure they could get a peek of a nipple here and her ass. It had been so long since she had a male companion for the night, and by the looks of the two new strangers, they would be perfect for her.
“Hey!” Fairy shouted. “They’re talking with Apollo.”
Everyone turned to see the two men shake hands with the Greek God.
“Have you seen them before?” Rayne asked Fairy, who silently shook her head. Because Fairy was much more conservative than she was, Rayne sometimes liked to shock her with her brash talk. “Maybe Apollo hired them for the night, to finally give you that threesome you’ve always dreamed about.”
Fairy blushed and looked away. It was well known that Fairy and Apollo were together, but what only a few knew was that Fairy dreamed of being in a ménage. She loved Apollo
to death, but her lover’s extracurricular activities were sometimes too much for Fairy. What bothered her the most was that Apollo refused to share her with anyone. According to Apollo, it was all good for him to get his jollies with whomever he chose, but when it came to Fairy, it was only going to be him sticking his rubber duckie into her sweet body.
“I say go for it,” Charity whispered to Fairy.
Fairy just shook her head no. “They’re not who I want.”
“Sweetie, if you want someone in particular, nothing is going to happen until you tell him,” Rayne offered.
“I know,” Fairy whispered, and then grinned. “Why don’t you show me?”
“Huh?”
“Those strangers, you want them, I know you do. Show me how it’s done.”
Rayne thought about it, and it didn’t take long for her to make up her mind. She had gone out tonight to party and have some fun, and now that it looked as if her evening entertainment had arrived, she downed the last bit of Miz. Raven’s purple drink and got up from the table.
Thank the Goddess she had worn her sheer, white, sleeveless blouse, short black skirt, and black stiletto heels with no bra, no panties, and no stockings. Dressed as she was, it hadn’t taken much effort to let several guys get a good look at her breasts that were usually restrained by a B-cup bra. Sliding from her stool, Rayne did it so slowly, that her skirt would hike up to expose her bare ass.
Normally Rayne wasn’t much of an exhibitionist, but she knew there was safety in numbers and her friends would kick anyone’s ass that she didn’t feel comfortable with.
As Rayne walked through the bar, she noticed the two handsome hunks standing by the front door talking with Apollo. The closer she got, it seemed as if the men knew each other. As she got to them, they stopped talking and turned toward her. Now, it was well known that Rayne was no good at hiding her expressions. So, when those two muscular Gods faced her head-on, she damn near tripped in her high heels. Her legs turned to Jell-O and her pussy creamed so hard she wished she had worn panties. Stumbling, the one with dark red hair caught her.
Rayne smiled, placing her hands on his chest.
“Are you okay?” his gruff voice said, sending shivers of excitement straight to her clit.
Looking up at him, she wasted no time and asked, “Is this cotton?”
She waited for his response. When he didn’t say anything, she moved her hand lower, touched his rock-hard crotch, and purred, “Oh, this must be felt.”
Apollo laughed boisterously, slapping both men on their backs. “Welcome to Celestial, boys!”
“Go away, Apollo, I’m busy,” Rayne said curtly.
“Have fun, boys, you’re in good hands,” Apollo stated before walking away.
“Now where were we,” Rayne said, turning her attention back to the new hot men before her.
“Are you drunk?” the other man said, with blond hair and dreamy blue bedroom eyes.
“Nope, just intoxicated,” Rayne quipped quickly, turning to face him. “You’re so hot. A firefighter couldn’t put you out.”
Both men chuckled, moving in closer, surrounding her with their bodies. Oh yeah, this was what she wanted to be, the creamy filling between two hunks of beef.
“What do you say we get out of here, because I just heard both of your cocks talking. They told me to blow them…a kiss.”
Both men smiled, and said, “Let’s get out of here,” taking her with them. As they walked out into the night, both men were laughing and moving swiftly down the street. Rayne wasn’t really paying attention to where they were going, as she was enjoying their silly attempts at trying to tease and persuade her. What they failed to understand was that she was a sure thing. She didn’t do this often, but when she put her mind to it, she was a girl who liked reaching the finish line. Further down the street, the blond one reached behind her and said as he cupped her ass, “You have a nice ass. Tell me, are you wearing a thong on or nothing at all?” He pulled up her skirt up to expose her ass. Rayne looked at him, hoping to shame him into taking his hand off her ass but he showed no signs of moving it. In fact, he was too busy looking at her ass, so he didn’t even notice she was looking at him. The other man said, “If she has a thong on, you might not be able to tell from the back. The way to tell is from the front.” And with that, he took hold of the front of her skirt and pulled it up, revealing her naked pussy.
Rayne tried to move away as the blond leaned in and said, “I’ve wanted to feel these since I first saw you,” as he reached into her blouse and cupped her breast in his hand. Rayne sighed as the man kneaded her aching breast and pinched her nipple.
Moaning, she simply said, “My place is over there. We better get inside before we give the town a show.”
“Lead the way, baby,” the dark-haired one said, taking her hand in his.
All the stimulation to her body was getting Rayne horny. She couldn’t wait to get started satisfying these hunky strangers or, more importantly, having them satisfy her!
Rayne was never so happy when she walked into the fire station. Eager to get her night of folly started, she headed straight for the stairs in the back of the large bay, and noticing that both men had stopped dead in their tracks, she asked, “What’s wrong?”
“You live here?” the dark redheaded one asked.
“Yeah, I have an apartment upstairs. Is that going to be a problem?”
Both men looked at each other, and then grinned. “No, baby, it’s not going to be a problem at all.”
As Rayne walked into her apartment, she swiftly removed her skirt and flung it on the ground, comfortable with her nudity. Modesty seemed misplaced at this point, so she ripped of her shirt and added it to the small pile on the floor. As she walked into the room, the two guys were already stripping their clothes from their body. Goddess, they had bodies she wished she could dip in chocolate and eat for days. Both men were extremely built, and muscled everywhere, from their arms to their strong thighs. However, it was their jutting cocks, long and thick, that grabbed her attention.
Oh yeah, she was going to have some fun with those poles, tonight.
Sitting on the side of her bed, she took off her shoes. The blond man walked toward her. He was already sporting the hard-on of the century and she licked her lips, wanting to taste him.
As she was admiring his manhood, he stepped toward her, and guided his hard dick to her lips and said, “You promised me a kiss.”
She took his dick into her mouth and started slowly sucking on it, letting it slide in and out of her mouth. When the head was at her lips, she reached out with her tongue and licked the end of it and then moved her tongue down and flicked it across the bottom where the foreskin was still attached from the circumcision. Every time she licked there, his dick would jump a little and get harder. A hand playing with his balls and a few quick short strokes so just his head would slide in and out of her lips, and his flagpole was at full mast.
The blond moaned on the last couple of strokes and then put his hand on her head and pushed her away until she fell back onto the bed. She started to crawl toward the top of her bed but he stopped her and told her to lie across the bed. She looked at him with a puzzled look but did as he said. He told her she’d understand in a little bit as he spread her legs apart and got on his knees between them.
With Rayne’s saliva still on his dick and her pussy still wet from earlier, there was enough lubrication that once his dick parted her pussy lips she was able to take him all the way in without much pain. She had taken dicks that were almost as big around as him before, but her pussy always seemed to remain tight. Rayne liked it that way. Moreover, so did all the guys she’d been with. She drew in a deep breath as he slid all the way in, his dick expanding back to its normal size once it had squeezed through her tight hole.
The sensation was one she had never felt before and it quickly brought Rayne back to the level where she was before arriving at her apartment. After a few slow strokes in and out, the blond picke
d up the pace. He moved his hands to her arms and held them over her head against the bed as he fucked her harder and faster, her tits bouncing with every stroke. Normally Rayne would last until well after most men would come, but she was already so stimulated she could tell her first orgasm wasn’t far away.
As she felt the heat growing in her womb, she arched her back and got in a perfect rhythm with her perfect stranger. She’d had a few one-night stands in her life but this was the first time she had ever fucked a man when she didn’t even know his name. As she neared the edge of the cliff of her orgasm, she gasped for air and moaned as both of their bodies threw themselves together. When she felt her orgasm start, she clamped her eyes shut, let her head hang off the edge of the bed, and opened her mouth wide, taking a deep breath. She groaned once or twice and then felt something invade her mouth. She opened her eyes to see a pair of balls hanging in front of her face.
“He’s gonna be a while. So suck on these,” the dark-haired one said.
Her body was trying to work through her orgasm and she couldn’t really control what it was doing, including her tongue and mouth that had another dick to attend to. The muscles of her pussy were contracting with the orgasm and tightening around the man inside her. The extra pressure didn’t slow him down any but soon had him shooting cum deep into her. The man standing at her head with his rod in her mouth was rocking back and forth, fucking her face.
As she felt the cum land against her cervix, she gasped for more air but got something else, the timing had been just right that when she opened wide to get a breath. The dick slid past her tongue and down her throat. Her gag reflex kicked in and her throat spasmed around the hard meat. “Breathe through your nose, baby, breathe through your nose,” she heard him say.
Rayne was finally able to get a breath through her nose but her throat was still massaging the dick lodged there with its spasms. She wanted to move to free herself so she could get a good breath, but the man on top of her was holding her arms even though she could feel his dick still rock hard inside of her. The man behind her held her arms with one hand as he started playing with her nipples with the other.
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