“I thought it best to surprise you,” Zach admitted. “I have to admit, Erik gave me the idea. He mentioned something about toys, and that got me to thinking about what could be useful in a situation like this.” He batted his lashes. “Care to find out?”
“God, yes,” Asher growled, equal parts aroused and delighted by Zach’s surprise. He never would have guessed Zach would be interested in a scenario like this, much less initiate it, but he was learning there were hidden depths to Zach Richardson.
Zach kissed him, brief and hard, then pulled back, giving Asher the lube and condoms. He unfastened his jeans and pushed them and his boxer briefs down below his hips, and then he gave Asher a heated look over his shoulder.
“What do you think?” he asked.
Asher’s attention was caught by the bright redsomethingon Zach’s ass… no, not on.In. Asher’s cock stirred when he realized Zach was wearing a festive red butt plug, which meant he was already lubed and stretched and ready for fucking.
“I think you’re perfect,” Asher said hoarsely. “And gorgeous. And hot.”
Zach laughed, the sound one of pure delight. “And all yours, big boy,” he said, wiggling his hips again. “If you want me, that is. Before I freeze my buns off. Literally.”
“Then I guess you’d better brace yourself against the sturdiest tree available,” Asher said, stuffing the condoms and lube in his coat pocket for the moment.
“That’s what the oak is for,” Zach said. He shuffled the few steps to the tree and leaned against it, then glanced back and licked his lips. “I’m ready whenever you are. More than ready. I need you, Asher. I need to you fuck me right now.”
There was nothing Asher wanted to do more despite the cold, and he hurried over to stand behind Zach, and fumbled with the fly of his jeans. “I need you too,” he murmured, leaning in to nip Zach’s earlobe. “More than anything.”
His cock was hard and aching, and desperate desire made him clumsy, but he managed to get his jeans and boxers down and the condom on. He prepared himself with extra lube, and then he carefully eased the butt plug out.
“What do you want to do with this?”
Zach gave a low moan as Asher pulled out the plug. “Just put it in my jacket pocket,” he said. “I’ll wash everything later.”
Asher fished a handkerchief out of his own pocket, wrapped up the plug, and slid it into Zach’s pocket. “Wash it good,” he growled in Zach’s ear. “We’ll have use for that again.”
“I will. But if you don’t fuck me right now, I might die!”
Moaning from the depths of his own need, Asher guided himself into position and eased into Zach, letting the slick heat of Zach’s welcoming body surround him slowly. When he was buried deep, he grasped Zach’s hips and began to move, wanting Zach too much to be gentle, and he claimed Zach with hard, pounding thrusts.
“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” Zach moved with him, catching Asher’s rhythm and meeting every thrust, sending Asher even deeper. He threw his head back, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the rough bark of the tree. “More! You feel so good inside me!”
Asher slid one hand around and curled his fingers around Zach’s cock, stroking it with a steady rhythm that matched the rocking of their hips. “You’re so hard. I’ll bet you’re aching for me, aren’t you? How badly do you want to come? How badly do you need it?”
“I need it more than anything,” Zach replied, his voice low and husky. “Please, Asher. I want to come. Let me come for you.”
“Do it,” Asher commanded, fisting Zach’s cock harder. “I want to see you.”
With a ragged cry, Zach thrust into Asher’s hand and came hard. He continued to move with small jerks of his hips until he slumped forward against the tree, breathing hard. Asher savored the feel of Zach’s body clenching around him, savored the pleasure of knowing he’d taken Zach to the edge so swiftly. But his own need was fierce as well, and he gripped Zach’s hips tightly again as he thrust deep. He wanted to bury himself so deep in Zach that he could no longer tell where he ended and Zach began. He wanted—craved—the connection he felt when they were joined, and he wanted to hear Zach’s little cries when Asher took him hard and fast. His own release overwhelmed him, and he cried out Zach’s name as he thrust deep one last time.
Panting, he wound his arms around Zach’s waist and slumped against his back, nuzzling his cheek against Zach’s shoulder. “That was amazing.”
Zach made a little purring sound of contentment. “Mm… yes, it was,” he agreed. He drew in a deep breath and released it on a sigh of contentment. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“That’s an understatement,” Asher said, chuckling quietly. He knew they needed to get a tree, but he wasn’t ready to move yet. He wanted to stay there with Zach in his arms for a moment longer.
“Really? Good. I was pretty sure you’d like it, but I wasn’t positive.” Zach chuckled. “I thought there was a small chance I might shock you.”
“I was shocked, but in a good way,” Asher said, stroking Zach’s abdomen gently. “I didn’t expect you to do something like this, but I’m glad you did.”
“Good. I don’t want you to get bored,” Zach said. “I’ve never done anything like that before in my life, but for you, I’d do just about anything.”
Asher drew back, but only long enough to deal with the condom. Zach pulled a baggie out of his pocket and handed it to Asher along with some tissues, and once they were both cleaned up and dressed again, Asher grasped Zach’s shoulders and met Zach’s gaze steadily.
“Why would you even think I’d get bored of you?”
Zach’s eyes widened, but he looked back without blushing. “Well, I know you’re used to a certain amount of variety,” he admitted. “You said you’d never been with anyone long-term, so I thought being with just me might get… well, boring. Repetitive. I mean, compared to what you’ve had before.”
