Liam wrapped his lips around his pulsating, long cock, torturing him with slow strokes and rubbing his hand across his chest. He dragged Nathan’s dick across his beard, eliciting shivers and guttural moans out of his lover. He loved feeling the warm hardness on his face.
“Liam, Liam, Liam…” Nathan said his name over and over, mumbling and muttering it like he was in the middle of a trance.
He needed to kiss Nathan. Hehadto kiss him and look into those eyes again. He had a feeling they would be up all night.
Nathan
Nathan needed Liam. Literally needed him. He didn’t know he needed this feeling so badly, that his body had been deprived of a valuable nutrient.
“I want you, Liam. I care about you so much.”
This was the type of shit Nathan was saying tonight, shit he never said during sex or anytime. He didn’t need or care about people. He was fine on his own. But the words were the truth, mystifying even him, coming from a deep place that he had no control over. This was lust. This was…heart?
Nathan pulled off his pants. “We have a problem. You are wearing too much clothing.”
Liam cracked a smile. His white teeth peeked through those full red lips and the haze of his beard. It was fucking irresistible. He took off his shirt, exposing his ripped chest, and Nathan couldn’t wait to feel the bristle of his chest hair rubbing against him.
Nathan had Liam kneel on the bed. He undid Liam’s pants and managed to push them down to his tree trunk thighs. His cock jutted out, thick and hot, waiting to fuck. Nathan straddled Liam, resting on his muscular thighs, and his dick hit Nathan’s aching hole. He was cocooned in Liam’s strong grip. His beard scratched at Nathan’s neck as he pecked him lightly.
Liam held him firmly in place, locking him there with his lips, making him feel whole. Nathan was never one for making out. He wasn’t thirteen. Why waste time on making out when there were so many other fun, more advanced things he could be doing with guys? Why go slow when fast was so much better? Fast didn’t leave time for thinking, for doubting. That was one thing his ex-boyfriend had complained about sex-wise.This isn’t a timed event, Eamonn would say as Nathan raced to nakedness and penetration.
But it was, because for Nathan, sex was a way to forget. It was a diversion.
Nathan wanted slow tonight. He wanted to absorb every feeling Liam was giving him, the caring and passion that blazed in his eyes.
Liam held him in his arms, his cock hovering beneath Nathan’s hole. There was no sex yet. Not even ferocious making out. Just kissing. Pecks on the lips, gazing into each other’s eyes. And Nathan actually liked it.
He might’ve liked it more than the rough, stress-relieving sex they had been having.
So much was said in the silence. Nathan tangled his hand in Liam’s chest hair. His fingers trailed down the muscles in his back, then ruffled the hair just above his neck.
“This is different for us,” Liam said.
“Yeah,” Nathan breathed out. His cock leaked pre-come into Liam’s stomach. He felt the tip of Liam’s dick brush against his opening, and fuck, he could no longer take the teasing.
He leaned back and pulled out lube from Liam’s nightstand drawer. They’d realized sometime in the middle of lambing season that they weren’t seeing anyone else, let alone having sex with anyone else, so they decided to forego condoms. Nathan only wanted to be with Liam; it was the best sex he’d ever had. Liam moaned against his neck as Nathan lubed up his cock, and he wasn’t even inside yet.
It was like that restaurant had transformed them into born-again virgins.
“Yes!” Nathan roared out when Liam pressed inside him, stretching him wide. He sunk down onto Liam’s throbbing cock. It filled him completely.
“You feel so good,” Liam said.
Nathan withheld his witty comments. Not for tonight. He moved up and down on his dick. He needed it so badly. The heat, the tenderness, the feeling of one person having control over his body. They continued kissing passionately, their sweaty chests rubbing together. He wanted to be connected to this man in every way possible.
“Liam, Liam, Liam.” Nathan couldn’t stop saying his name. Liam responded with increased thrusting. He loved the feeling of being wrapped in Liam’s python arms and his thick thighs thrusting up and hitting his ass. In his embrace, he felt safe. He wasn’t alone, wasn’t abandoned.
Soon, the sweet, tender lovemaking gave way to full-on fucking. They were horny guys after all. It was inevitable that things would speed up the closer they got to coming. Liam held Nathan in place and jackhammered into his tight ass. Each quick hump hit Nathan in just the right spot. Liam lost control and panted wildly, the animal in him coming out. Their kissing turned to lips hovering beside each other, emitting desperate pants of breath.
Nathan’s dick rubbed pre-come all over Liam’s abs. He went dizzy. He couldn’t believe it. He was going to have a hands-free climax for the first time. Because he couldn’t celebrate this moment any longer, he shot his load against Liam’s chiseled, sweaty, furry stomach.
Liam looked down at the mess and raised an eyebrow. He was just as surprised. But only for a second. He pulled Nathan close and kissed him deep as he emptied himself inside Nathan’s hole.
They remained in that position and reverted to sweet, tender kisses. They looked in each other’s eyes, and Liam seemed to be just as speechless as Nathan.
I love you, Liam.
Nathan felt it completely, as sure as anything in his life. In those sparkling blue eyes, he found home. Liam was his person.
