Winter Boys: Todd

by Sean Michael

  They didn’t talk much, concentrating instead on their food, and enjoying what they each brought to the table. “I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed having all this fresh veg. I’m so glad you brought them.”

  “You’re welcome. Have you thought about putting in a greenhouse?”

  “Oh wow.” He put his hands to his head and spread them apart. “Mind blown. No, seriously, I had never thought of it, but it’s a fantastic idea. Greenhouse. That is brilliant.” He could clear more of the trees away to the east of the cabin, out of the way of where the helicopter came in.

  “We could make it so we had seasonal food—kale and spinach in the winter, lettuce in the spring. Cucumbers and carrots and radishes and squash…”

  He nodded enthusiastically. “That’s seriously the best idea. I love it.” He’d look up building one and cost it out, find out how much it was going to be to get the materials up here. He’d look into grants, too, because that kind of thing was what you got grants for. Then he could start clearing out the area it would go. It was probably a few-years project, but it was totally doable.

  “I could design something, do the numbers on the project and see the cost.” It was what Simon did, wasn’t it?

  “Oh, that would be cool. That’s the hard part for me.” They would actually make an amazing team for the business.

  “It’ll give me something wonderful to work on while I’m in the city.”

  “Awesome! I’m really excited about this, babe. Truly.”

  Smokey came in from outside, going to Simon first. She always had loved him best.

  “Babe—you need a dog.” He and Smokey would totally love a furry companion when Simon finally came home. And in the meantime, it would be good for Simon.

  “Oh. I do. When I come home. Please.”

  “You misunderstand. You need a dog now. A companion while you’re in the big city. You’ll both be welcome when you get here.”

  “Do you think I have time for one?” Simon had an expression of hunger and worry on his face.

  “You’re home most evenings, right? Can you walk home at lunch to give him a walk? Is there someone you know who could have him during the day? Or her of course—either sex pup.”

  “I’ll have to think about it. See if it’s feasible. I’m not sure…”

  “I know you’d like one. I can see it in your eyes. If you can’t—I’ll get you one the moment you come home for good. But it would be really good for you. To have a companion, someone to come home to every day.”

  “I’d love to not be alone. I dread going back sometimes, you know.”

  “Then don’t.” Really, it was that easy.

  “I know, but I have to. I have debt. I won’t make you pay for me.” Simon was so stubborn and proud.

  “I still think that isn’t an issue,” Todd insisted.

  “I love that about you.” Simon leaned toward him, kissed him.

  He kissed Simon back, letting their lips linger together. “I love everything about you, even your stubbornness.”

  “Who’s stubborn? Me?” Oh, teasing little ass!

  “No, I’m talking about Smokey.” He could tease too.

  “Oh, well, yes. Smokey is fierce.”

  “So are you, love. So are you.”

  Simon blushed and pushed away from the table, settling in his lap. Todd groaned, his cock immediately perking up and paying attention.

  “Hi. I love you.” Simon held him tight.

  “The feeling is 100 percent mutual.” He ran his hands up and down Simon’s back.

  “Oh…” He leaned back and rested into Todd’s hands.

  “You fit so perfectly.” With every aspect of his life. Even better now than before, it seemed. Or maybe that was just some sort of wishful thinking. Still. It was better than ever when they were together.

  “I belong here with you.”

  “Absolutely.” He cupped Simon’s ass. “You belong right here. Absolutely right here.”

  Simon nodded and cuddled in, almost clinging, holding on tight.

  “I’ve got you. And I’m not letting go this time. No matter what distance separates us.” He would fight for Simon with everything he had.

  “You have my word, Todd. I’m yours. I swear.”

  “Then we’re good.” He hugged Simon, then kissed him, letting his eyes close so he could enjoy the sensations of their mouths and bodies close, moving together. Simon’s hand was at the back of his neck, solid and warm. He hummed, pleasure building, settling in his balls, so sweetly.

  Simon answered him with happy little sounds, deep moans.

  He could feel Simon’s cock, firming up to rub against his own, and he used his hands to guide Simon’s movements, make him rock them together.

  “You’re like my personal Viagra. I always want you.”

  Todd chuckled at the words. “I am, am I? You don’t seem to need Viagra to me.” He slid his hand around to stroke Simon’s lovely hard cock.

  “No. Not around you. Around you, I’m a walking hormone.”

  “Ditto.” He stole another kiss, pouring his need and desire into it, and Simon took every bit. Simon rubbed against him, moaning deep in his belly.

  “You wanna ride me, babe?” The chair was sturdy enough, he hoped.

  “Will the chair hold us? Because I want.”

  “It’s holding us now.” Besides, he’d take the brunt of a blowout that sent them to the floor. “I’m willing to risk it and you won’t get hurt even if it doesn’t.”

  “You won’t let me get hurt. I know that.” Simon stood and skinned off his sweats.

  Todd groaned and reached for Simon, sliding his fingers along warm, silky flesh.

  “You have to get that pretty prick out for me.”

  “Yes, sir.” Todd tugged his own sweats down, his cock bouncing out, eager for Simon.

  Simon licked his lips. “Mine.”

  “Every single damn inch, babe.” Todd grabbed his cock and stroked it, base to tip, showing off for Simon. Simon swooped down, braced on his thighs, and licked him, base to tip.

  Todd jerked, his hips bucking up, trying to feed his cock to Simon. He loved it when Simon sucked him, his lover so enthusiastic. Simon always made it seem like Todd was doing Simon a favor by letting Simon suck his cock.

  Simon sank down between his thighs and took him in, sucking him like he was necessary. He dropped his hands to Simon’s head, managing not to grab hold and tug.

  He remembered that Simon was supposed to ride, but… no one could say no to this. “Take me to the edge; then you can ride me. Or hell, babe, make me come, then keep me hard.” He would last nice and long for Simon that way.

  Simon’s answer was to take him all the way in, sucking him hard, swallowing around the tip of his cock. He cried out, bucking hard—harder than he would have done if Simon hadn’t been blowing his mind through his cock.

  “Fuck. Fuck, sorry, babe.”

  Simon slid his hands under his ass and pulled him in deep. Groaning, he twisted his fingers around Simon’s hair, and this time, he tugged, letting Simon feel his reactions there. Simon’s soft hum vibrated all along his prick, making his eyes cross.

  “Magic.” It was the only word he could push out, but it was the right one. Simon’s blowjobs were nothing less.

  Simon worked him like a master, head bobbing, throat working over the tip of his cock.

  It wasn’t going to be long before he shot—he defied anyone to hold back with Simon’s hoover of a mouth pulling at them. He tried to hump up, but Simon still had his ass, and all he could do was take it, was let Simon lead and pull him all the way to his climax. He screamed as it hit him, the pleasure reverberating through his body.

  Simon panted against his thigh, eyes closed, cheek hot and damp.

  He stroked Simon’s head, hands sliding over and over. “Oh God, babe. That was so damn good.”

  “Mmhmm… So fucking sweet.”

  “You know how lucky I am to have a cock hound for a lover? Li
ke, really, really lucky.” He laughed at himself. That had not been very coherent, but it was the best he could manage with his brains tugged out of his cock like they were.

  Simon hummed, cheek moving on his thigh, rubbing on him, just enough to keep him right there with Simon, keep him hard.

  “Love you.” Simon was nuzzling and licking, teasing him.

  He spread his legs, trying to give Simon more room. “Uh-huh. Me too.”

  “Good.” Simon nuzzled his sac.

  He hissed softly. “Hot.” He loved every touch and wanted more. When it came to Simon, he was a total greedy whore, and honestly, he didn’t care who knew it.

  “You are. Tasty too.”

  “I’m glad you like how I taste.” It would suck otherwise.

  Simon dragged his tongue over Todd’s ball sac. “Mmhmm.”

  His cock was happily still hard, and he was eager for Simon to ride him. He loved this too, though, and would let Simon set the pace, decide when he was ready to fuck himself on Todd’s cock. Then he would get to watch.

  Just the thought had his cock jerking, and he moaned as he carded his fingers through Simon’s hair.

  “Mmm…” Simon licked his cock before climbing up into his lap.

  “Gonna get me some slick, babe? I need to open you up.” He didn’t want to hurt Simon, even if opening his babe up meant he had to wait a few more minutes.

  “Olive oil?” Simon didn’t wait for an answer, just hopped up to grab the bottle.

  He did love how eager the man was. Todd grabbed his cock, jacking himself lazily as he watched Simon move.

  Simon brought him the oil, bent over the table, and offered him Simon’s perfect ass. Groaning, he slid a hand along one perfect globe, then the other. Then he focused, pouring lube onto his fingers before touching Simon’s little hole. The tiny ring of muscles twitched and tightened, begging for his touch.

  He slid his middle finger from the top of Simon’s crack along the length of it, pressing inward as he passed the entrance to Simon’s body.

  Simon tilted his hips, taking him easily. He pushed his finger all the way in, then gently fucked Simon’s hole.

  Simon took him in, nice and easy, stretched out long on the table.

  “God, you’re a vision.” One he would burn into his memory and replay, over and over. He pushed his finger deep, fucking Simon with just the one to start with.

  Simon arched and took him, begging him for more. He gave it, turning one finger into two, stretching them apart to glide along the inside of Simon’s body. He couldn’t wait to feel this tight silk around his cock.

  “Please. That… that’s magic. Don’t stop.”

  “Not stopping, babe.” Why on earth would he stop? He pressed a third finger in.

  “Good deal. You do it for me. Have I mentioned that?”

  He laughed, his fingers going deep as he did. “I know. Because I feel the same way about you.”

  Simon went up on tiptoe, rocking up and out.

  “That’s it, babe. You take what you need.” It was amazing to watch, always. When Simon let go and just took his pleasure, it was magical.

  He put one hand on the small of Simon’s back so he could feel him move, shift. He hit Simon’s gland, feeling that touch not only in the tightening around his fingers but in the way Simon’s back shifted, arched slightly beneath his hand. He pinged that sweet spot again.

  “Yes! There, love.” Right there. He knew and he pegged it a few more times. He wasn’t sending Simon over the edge, though. That was going to happen while Simon rode his cock.

  That in mind, he gradually eased his fingers out.

  “Todd…” The soft moan made his balls ache.

  “Easy, babe. You’re going to ride me, remember? Let’s move to the couch.” Given they were already not lock and key on the kitchen chair.

  “I remember. Hurry. I need.”

  He stood and grabbed Simon’s hand, leading his lover over to the couch. It was built for this, and he sat back, spreading his legs, his cock glistening at the tip, hard and ready for Simon to ride.

  “Mmm…Facing you or away…” Simon climbed in so they were belly to belly.

  “Yeah, like this.” He wanted to see Simon’s face, to see Simon’s body as it undulated while Simon rode him. “Maybe I’ll get to watch your ass next time.”

  “Maybe. Maybe I’ll fuck you into the mattress.”

  “Oh, damn—yes, please.” He grabbed Simon’s hips and guided him to his cock.

  Simon moaned softly, sinking down on him, surrounding him with tight heat. He moaned happily, tightening his fingers on Simon’s hips.

  “Mmm… that’s what I needed.” Simon’s head fell back, his throat working.

  “Come on. Take more.” He guided Simon up, then down again, watching as his cock filled Simon up.

  “Every inch. Damn, love. You’re so good.”

  “Best lover ever.” Grinning, he pulled Simon down again, humping up with his hips to add force to the movement.

  “My lover. My man.”

  “All yours, Simon. I swear.” He ran his hands up and down Simon’s body, touching, sliding, feeling up every inch.

  Simon leaned back, trusting in his hands as he bounced. He looked amazing and felt even better, and Todd wanted to do it forever. He rubbed with his thumbs, sliding them over Simon’s flesh as he watched all those muscles working.

  Simon’s cock was slapping against his belly, smacking his skin. Between the sound of it and of their gasping breaths, they had a great tune playing. The sound of their making love.

  He squeezed Simon’s hips tight and pulled him down harder.

  “Oh…” Simon sang to him, so needy. So hungry.

  When Simon’s body was limned in sweat, glowing in the firelight, he wrapped his hand around the long cock and tugged. He loved the sight of Simon, needing and hard, rocking on him.

  “Beautiful.” He pulled harder, watching the pleasure make Simon dance.

  “Just yours. More.”

  “No. You are beautiful, and also pushy. And I love you just the way you are.” He sped his hand and humped up with more force, giving Simon what he needed.

  “Fuck…” Simon’s head rolled, and Todd felt the sweet heavy cock fill, knew Simon was about to shoot.

  “I am fucking.” He gave Simon a wild grin, but he groaned, too, his feet sliding on the floor as he tried to find even more leverage for fucking Simon’s tight ass.

  “B-butthead. Close.” Simon slammed down, grinding on his cock.

  “I know. Shoot for me. I want to smell your come.” He wanted to feel Simon squeezed tight all around him.

  “Todd!” The wild cry rocked him—balls to bones. God. Simon was so fucking hot and didn’t even know it, which made him even hotter.

  Todd slammed up, using his hands to bring Simon down harder than Simon could do on his own. He flicked this thumb across the tip of Simon’s cock, even as he leaned in and bit sharply at Simon’s right nipple.

  Simon came hard, his entire body lost in the intense pleasure, Todd’s name ringing out, over and over.

  Simon really was fucking beautiful, and he let himself come, Simon’s pleasure encouraging his.

  “God. God, I love you.” Simon’s moan rang against him.

  He slid his hands up along Simon’s back, pulling him in close. He rubbed his cheek against Simon’s sweat-covered chest.

  “Love.” Simon’s breath was raw and ragged.

  “I’ve got you.” He licked at Simon’s skin, taking in the salty flavor.

  “Uh-huh. Thank God for that.”

  “Yeah.” He held Simon close and leaned back against the couch. In a minute, he’d make the stretch to grab the blanket.

  Simon’s sigh was soft, satisfied as hell. “I love breakfast with you.”

  He grinned. “Yeah? I love everything with you.”

  “Me too. I’m going to go back and save every penny so I can come home.”

  “Screw the pennies, just come home.�
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  “I wish.” Simon sighed for him again.

  It made him want to growl. Simon was too proud by far. He just held on, though, trusting it wouldn’t take Simon that long to get to where he wanted to be financially before he came home.

  Simon wanted to be here as badly as Todd wanted him here.

  He held on tight, praying Simon’s desires were more stubborn than the man himself.

  15

  Simon dragged himself up the stairs, too tired to move. He’d been busting his ass at his job, and he’d taken on some freelance projects to help with bills. He’d cut every possible expense, and he was making progress.

  If he survived this process, it would be a miracle.

  Todd had started making worry-faces almost from their first Skype call when he got back. Luckily, he’d had a ton of tours over the last month, so he’d been too busy to pursue those worries.

  Simon got to his floor and headed toward his apartment. He was almost there when he realized there was someone sitting next to his door.

  His eyes went wide, and he jumped damn near out of his skin. “What?”

  Wait.

  Was that his Todd? Had he finally skipped enough meals that he was seeing things?

  The guy—Todd—unfolded himself, stood. “Hey, babe. Surprise!”

  “Oh my God!” He launched himself at Todd, heedless of… well, anything.

  Todd’s arms wrapped around him, tugging him in close and holding onto him. “I didn’t think you were ever going to get home.”

  “I was working doing some freelance. I can’t believe you’re here! Come in. Come in.” The apartment was sparse and simple, but it was clean.

  “Of course, I’m here. You’re fading away to nothing and I won’t let that happen.” Todd grabbed his bag and followed him in.

  “Nonsense. I’ve just been working hard. Oh, it’s so good to see you.” He put his laptop bag on the floor and moved to get another kiss.

  Todd gave it to him, then pushed him up against the back of his door, rubbing their bodies together in the most delicious way. He snuggled in, letting Todd hold him up, cradle him.

  Todd kept rubbing, and Simon could feel Todd’s need like it was his own. Even four weeks seemed like far too long.