You And Me And The Moon

by Pepper Espinoza

  Luke tilted his head. "What are you thinking about?"

  "How do you know I'm thinking about anything?"

  "You shouldn't feed me lines like that if you don't want me to use them."

  Noah smirked. "Sorry. Anyway, I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you. And how dumb I was. How I almost lost you forever."

  "I don't think you would have."

  "I didn't speak to you for five years. Are you saying you would have accepted the silent treatment for even longer? Ten years? Twenty?"

  Luke's lips thinned and he seemed to be genuinely considering the question. "I might have. I might have waited for you my whole life."

  "Do you want dessert?"

  "Why?"

  "Because I think I want to get out of here."

  "Tired of talking?"

  "I'd rather show you everything on my mind."

  Luke tossed his napkin to the table. "I'm done. I actually can't wait to try out that bed."

  "What makes you think we'll make it to the bed?"

  "Because I'm not going to let you attack me in the parking lot."

  "I was going to wait until we got in the car," Noah said, taking his wallet from his back pocket. "You know, we've never fooled around in a backseat."

  "We're not kids anymore."

  "We missed out on a lot of fun stuff when we were kids. Come on, we can pretend we're young again."

  "Noah, we're not exactly decrepit now. Thirty isn't the new fifty."

  "You know what I meant. We'll go some place quiet and dark."

  Luke folded his arms and sat back in his chair. "I just want to be sure I understand. You, of all people, would want to choose the backseat of a car over that big, beautiful bed?"

  "Yes."

  "Okay, but if we get arrested, you're going to be the one to call Marty to bail us out."

  "Fair enough. You won't regret it."

  Luke still looked a little skeptical, but Noah knew he'd eventually realize the brilliance of his suggestion.

  * * * *

  "This isn't going to work," Luke protested. "We're both grown men and this backseat is better suited for children. Maybe even midget children."

  "If you would just move your leg..."

  "I did move my leg. Besides, there's nowhere to move it to. I think we should admit defeat."

  "Never."

  Luke sighed, but before he could voice another protest, Noah caught him by the chin and claimed his mouth. He still tasted of wine, with just a hint of coffee under the sharper flavor of alcohol. Despite Luke's protests, Noah didn't think this was a bad idea at all. He had followed a narrow dirt road until they reached an overhang, and the small valley was spread before them, sparkling and golden. The moon was visible through the window, a soft silver to contrast the valley's brighter lights. And it was quiet. Noah usually appreciated the dull roar that characterized Los Angeles, but sometimes, he enjoyed the quiet, too.

  Their legs were a little cramped in the backseat, but that just meant they were forced to sit pressed against each other. Noah wasn't going to complain about anything that brought Luke so close. Luke apparently didn't mind the backseat as much as he claimed, because he responded to the kiss with unmitigated enthusiasm, his hard cock bulging against his pants. Noah pushed his hand between their bodies to palm Luke's shaft through his jeans, applying enough pressure to make Luke shift his hips and rock against Noah's hand.

  The kiss went on and on, Noah wrapping his arm around Luke and lying back until his shoulders were against the cold window. Luke was draped over him, their legs bent and angled together in strange ways. Whatever discomfort Noah had felt before faded as the kiss progressed, and all of his senses were filled with Luke. A bed might have been more comfortable, but a bed lacked the urgency of the backseat. A bed provided implicit approval--an acceptable act taking place in an appropriate location. But that wasn't quite what Noah hungered for. He wanted to turn back the clock. He wanted to be young again with Luke, but in a new way. He wanted to indulge every desire and still has many seconds as they could before they returned to Los Angeles and their adult world.

  Noah didn't know if Luke wanted the same thing. He didn't even know if Luke understood. But Luke was still there with him, kissing him like he was starving for it, moaning into Noah's mouth, and shifting against his body. Noah's cock was uncomfortably hard, but even if his pants remained zipped he would have been content. Luke was all he could taste and smell. The cold window at his back was barely noticeable compared to the heat radiating from Luke's skin. He had fantasized about this very thing so many times that it was almost easy to forget he'd had Luke to himself for the past two years.

  Luke slid his fingers through Noah's hair, holding him with both hands as he deepened the kiss, his tongue searching more of Noah's mouth. With his eyes closed, he experienced a strange doubling of past and present. He saw the younger version of Luke, but it definitely wasn't a youthful, inexperienced mouth he felt against his own. Despite the fact that Luke had only had two lovers in his life, he was very knowledgeable. Very adept. Five minutes with Luke was an earth-shattering experience because he seemed to have an instinctive knowledge of how to use his mouth and his hands and his body.

  All of the love Noah had for Luke, all of the love he had ever possessed, crystallized into something pure in the center of his chest. It fed his lust, fueled his desire to touch and be touched. He wanted to show Luke exactly what he had always felt for him, and what he would always feel, but could never express. How could he put into words something he didn't have a vocabulary for? He was just fortunate that Luke had always been able to understand him.

  "We've got to figure this out," Luke said against his mouth.

  "Figure what out?"

  "Figure out how you're going to fuck me, because I can't wait much longer."

  "We don't have any lube," Noah pointed out, hoping Luke wouldn't care about that small problem. "It's all back at the room."

  "Wait a second."

  "What are you doing?"

  Luke didn't answer. Not right away. He braced himself against the back of the seat, straining forward with his other hand and trying to reach the glove box without losing his balance and falling between the two front seats.

  "Wait."

  "What?"

  "Maybe we should move this to the front seat."

  Luke looked down at him. "Why?"

  "Because we can recline it and then you can be on top of me."

  Luke caught the latch of the glove box and yanked it open. "I don't know if that'll really be any better than being stuck back here."

  "It might be a little better."

  "Ha! Found it!" Luke settled over Noah once again, smiling as he held up the little tub of Vaseline. "Not the most ideal thing in the world, but it should work for our purposes."

  "I'd suggest always keeping a bottle of KY or something in the glove box, but I wouldn't want to deal with it when Lily inevitably finds it."

  Luke smiled. "Yeah, the same thing occurred to me a few times. Okay, so, how do we want to do this?"

  "Can you reach my zipper?"

  "Yes."

  Noah smirked. "Prove it."

  Luke set the Vaseline in the back window and pulled Noah's zipper down. He immediately sighed with relief as the pressure on his cock eased--and was quickly replaced by a more pleasant sort of pressure when Luke wrapped his long fingers around Noah's shaft.

  "I've been hard for you all night."

  Luke skimmed his mouth over Noah's. "I would have helped you out with that before dinner."

  "I didn't mind the wait."

  Luke lifted his head. "Okay, I think I have an idea, but I'm going to need to turn around."

  "Are you kidding me?"

  "This is only going to work if I turn around. Trust me."

  "Turn around how? I mean, I believe you. I do. But you don't exactly have a lot of room back here. You know, we should have brought the SUV."

  Luke rolled his eyes. "Sure, pay t
wo hundred dollars for gas just to drive out here so we could have an easier time of it pretending we're teenagers. Now, hold still. And I apologize in advance for kicking you in the head."

  "Thanks. I appreciate that."

  Noah wasn't quite sure how Luke managed it. Maybe he led a secret life as a contortionist. He'd almost have to be one to pull off the move he managed. Noah had to duck away from his foot twice, but there was never any contact. Once he was settled with his back to Noah, bent at the waist, Noah understood what he was trying to do.

  "You take care of your pants," Noah said. "I'll get myself lubed up."

  "This is why we're a good team."

  "Because we can fuck anywhere?"

  "No, because we understand the importance of team work. And of division of labor."

  Noah unscrewed the lid and scooped a generous portion out with two fingers. He sucked his breath in sharply as the cold gel touched his hot skin. It was almost unbearable, but the Vaseline warmed quickly. It wasn't enough to make his boner die. Noah was so wound up, he didn't think anything would be enough to make that happen. He needed to feel Luke sink on his shaft, needed to feel that heat and that pressure, needed to feel Luke's flesh pulsing around him until he couldn't tell the difference between Luke's heartbeat and his own.

  He heard Luke unzip his pants, and then the rustle of clothing as he shimmied his pants and boxers down his hips to rest at the back of his thighs. Noah scooped more of the Vaseline out, and used his other hand to gently pull Luke's cheeks apart, exposing his clenched hole.

  "I just want to apologize in advance."

  "For wha--holy shit that's cold!"

  "I know."

  "God."

  "Stop squirming."

  "I can't help it."

  Honestly, Noah didn't mind if he squirmed a little while Noah pushed his fingers deeper and deeper into Luke's channel. His muscles clenched tightly around the intrusion, and Noah's cock jerked in response. It felt like an eternity since the last time he fucked Luke, and suddenly, a part of him didn't think the car was such a great idea after all. He wanted to pin Luke's body beneath him and fuck him into the mattress.

  Of course, they had a whole weekend for that sort of thing.

  Luke braced both hands on Noah's legs and pushed back against his hand. Noah's fingers were completely buried inside of him, and he didn't make a sound, but he didn't need to. Noah understood exactly how he felt. They had actually been living together for several months before Luke agreed to let Noah fuck him. He had been worried that it would be too painful and uncomfortable. Once he finally conceded--after Noah thoroughly promised to be as gentle as possible--he had loved it. Noah had loved it, too. It had been the best sex he'd ever had. And all the subsequent times had tied for the best sex he ever had.

  "God, Noah. I'm ready."

  "You sure?"

  "I'm sure, I'm sure. I promise you."

  Noah smiled a little and pulled his fingers free. He gripped the base of his cock, angling it toward Luke's lubed entrance, and pressed the blunt tip against the hole. He didn't push forward, though. He remained still, allowing Luke to sink back. Slowly. Inch by unbelievable, exquisite, perfect inch. Noah watched with rapt attention as his cock disappeared into Luke's body. He couldn't remember the last time they had fucked like this, and the sight was amazing. Perfect, even. Suddenly, he no longer regretted his bright idea to have sex in the backseat. Watching Luke's ass swallow his shaft was worth it.

  "You feel so good," Luke moaned.

  Noah echoed the sentiment. Luke's ass always felt amazing. But as the muscles gripped his cock, he felt like he might explode with the pleasure. Once Luke was completely impaled, they both froze. The only thing moving was Noah's cock, jerking against the tight flesh surrounding it. Through the window, Noah could see a hint of the moon, now so bright that there weren't any stars in the sky.

  "How do you want it?" Luke asked breathlessly. "Fast? Slow?"

  "Anyway I can get it."

  Luke eased forward about an inch, and then rocked back. Shockwaves went up through his body, making his stomach twist and his throat clench. He held Luke's hips, his fingers pressed hard into the flesh, but only because he needed something to grip. Something to hold onto to keep him from flying apart. In the tight confines of the car, their moans were louder, their gasps harsher, the smell of their sweat just a little bit sharper. There was steam on all the windows, and it was as though they were cut off in their own little world. Nothing existed outside the car. Nothing existed beyond Luke's body. He couldn't remember ever feeling a chill--Luke was pure heat. Radiant and intense and inescapable.

  The rhythm they set was slow and deliberate. Noah didn't know how Luke could stand to take things so slow, but he wasn't going to complain. He just watched as his cock disappeared again and again and again. Until he couldn't watch anymore. Until he couldn't even see anymore because the whole world had darkened and turned into a blur. The only thing that seemed to exist was Luke's body, like a dark shadow hovering over his own.

  Luke never varied the rhythm. Never sped it up to help push Noah over the edge. Never got tired and slowed it down. He fucked himself on Noah's cock like he intended to make it last all night long. Each time he sank back, he moaned. The sound traveled through Noah's bloodstream like a drug, intoxicating him, making him light-headed. The love that had bloomed so exquisitely earlier returned, slamming into his chest, stealing his breath.

  Luke was his. How could he have ever doubted it? Even for a second?

  Noah curled his hand into a fist, pressing his nails into his palm, hoping the bite of pain would hold back the gathering waves of pleasure. But it did no more good than a sand castle would at stemming the tide. His spine and feet tingled, and then something warm and heady, like champagne bubbles, rushed through him. He grabbed Luke and pulled him back, burying his cock one final time before erupting. Each time his cock jerked, another wave hit him, until he was utterly spent, his muscles watery, his brain foggy.

  "It sounded like you enjoyed that," Luke said hoarsely.

  "Oh, my God."

  "Worth wedging us both back here?"

  "Definitely. Did you...?"

  "We're even now."

  "I'll make it up to you."

  Luke chuckled. "It's not a contest."

  "What if I just want to fuck you again?"

  "Twice in one night? Do you think you're up to that?"

  "Excuse me?"

  Luke looked over his shoulder, his eyes smiling. "I'm just saying since you're getting older..."

  "You're two months older than me. Are you saying you're only good for one go a night?"

  Luke laughed. A rich, warm sound that filled the car. "I guess you better get me home and find out."

  "I would, but I can't move."

  "I'm not so sure I can, either. You okay if we're like this for a few moments?"

  "Absolutely. The view is great."

  Their breathing eventually evened out and the sweat dried on their skin. Luke finally groaned softly and leaned forward to push the door open. Cold air immediately rushed in, but Noah welcomed it. Luke once again worked his magic, managing to free himself from the backseat to stand outside the car, his pants still undone, his shirt hiked up. Noah tucked himself back in his underwear and zipped his fly before sliding across the backseat and out the door.

  "I almost got a cramp in my leg," Luke said, rubbing his thigh.

  "Man, you are getting old," Noah said good-naturedly.

  "Yeah, but...it's not too bad, is it? Watching Lily grow up, getting old together, all of that?"

  Noah cupped the back of Luke's head and drew him closer. "It's the best thing that ever happened to me."

  "Sap."

  "It's not the best thing that ever happened to you?" Noah teased.

  "It's more than I ever thought I'd get out of this life."

  "That sounded pretty sappy."

  "Then I guess we'll be saps together."

  "Another reason we're a great
team," Noah said.

  Luke pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of Noah's mouth. "The best."

  Pepper Espinoza

  Pepper Espinoza lives in southern California with her husband and her cats. She has spent the last year working as a full time author, and intends to start graduate school in the fall.

  You can learn more about Pepper by visiting her website: http://www.pepperverse.net

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