Sawyer's lips covered Stefan's mouth with a hunger that made Stefan melt against the man. His kiss was surprisingly gentle despite the strong hardness of Sawyer's lips. Stefan groaned, giving himself freely to the passion he could feel in it, the need.
A hot ache grew in Stefan's throat. He needed more than a kiss, as earth-moving as it was. He needed to feel Sawyer's body pressed against his, to feel the man's naked skin. Stefan jerked Sawyer's shirt out of his pants and pushed his hands up under the material, moving across the man's smooth chest.
Sawyer suddenly tore his mouth away from Stefan's and looked down at him. Their eyes locked as their breathing came in unison, hot and heavy. Sawyer kept their eyes together as he slowly lowered to his knees and leaned forward, licking away the drops of pre-cum that glistened on the tip of Stefan's cock.
Stefan's breathing stuttered in his chest. A quiver moved through him as he watched Sawyer slowly open his mouth and swallow his cock down to the root. Sawyer was making what he was doing a visual show.
Stefan could see it all, the way Sawyer's tongue moved across the head of his cock, the slow indentation of Sawyer's lips as the man sucked Stefan's cock into his mouth, even the way Sawyer's lips swelled every time they moved down Stefan's thick shaft. It was a visual seduction, and it was working. Stefan could feel himself coming closer and closer to a mind-blowing orgasm with each passing second.
He reached down and curled his hand around the side of Sawyer's face, delighting in the soft moan that fell from the man's lips. The vibrations alone from the sound that came from Sawyer made Stefan ache.
He yelped as he was suddenly lifted into the air then gently laid back on the floor of the barn. Sawyer moved a lot quicker than Stefan had, stripping off his clothes in mere moments.
Stefan had no idea where the items went as Sawyer tossed them away, and he didn't really care. He only had eyes for the gorgeous naked man being revealed before him. The moment Sawyer was totally naked, Stefan held out his arms.
Sawyer dropped back down to his knees and crawled forward until he loomed over the top of Stefan. The closeness of their bodies was like a drug to Stefan, lulling him into a passionate euphoria.
When Sawyer's hands began to move over him, Stefan bit his lip to stifle his outcry of delight. His heart seemed to rush to every spot Sawyer touched. Stefan didn't know his body was so sensitive to Sawyer's caress until it happened, and then he could only beg for more.
"Sawyer, please."
He looked up, and his pulse beat more rapidly at the intensity he could see in his lover's eyes. Sawyer seemed to have eyes only for him. Stefan had to believe that it was true. The need mirrored in Sawyer's eyes couldn't be faked. There was just no way.
"Love you, Sawyer," Stefan whispered.
"Yesss," Sawyer hissed.
Stefan groaned loudly and pushed up against the powerful body above his when he felt Sawyer's thick fingers slide effortlessly into his tight entrance. He had no idea how they were lubed, but he wasn't going to stop to ask.
His senses leapt, and a delicious shudder heated his body as Sawyer thrust his fingers in and out of Stefan's tight ass. At the same time, he leaned his head down and licked around Stefan's nipple, biting at the sensitive nub before moving on to the other one.
All of Stefan's senses, every nerve in his body, fired up at the same time until he didn't know where he ended and Sawyer began. His heart hammered in his ears, only overshadowed by the heartbeat over the top of him.
Stefan shuddered when he felt the man's cock replace his fingers. Sawyer slowly slid into him, and time suddenly stopped.
For a long moment, Stefan felt as if he was floating in nothingness as he stared up into Sawyer's eyes. Everything the man felt, all of the love and devotion he had, was right there, shining in his eyes.
Then Sawyer started moving. It didn't matter to Stefan how slowly the man moved, he felt every inch of his cock move in and out of him. It was purely a sensual experience made even more intense by the fact that they weren't just fucking. They were expressing their feelings for each other in a physical manner.
Sawyer made no attempt to hide the fact that he was watching Stefan. He didn't move away. He didn't look away. He just stared down at Stefan until the intensity in his eyes became stronger than the pull of desire in Stefan's body.
A hot ache grew in Stefan's throat. His eyes watered with unshed tears. His heart beat frantically in his chest. Explosive currents raced through him when he saw the same in Sawyer's face and knew that what was happening between them was more than physical gratification. It was in a higher level, a more spiritual level, emotional.
"Sawyer," Stefan whispered, "my Sawyer."
"Love," was Sawyer's only response as the man surged into him. Stefan cried out, his head falling back as an orgasm suddenly flowed through him so intently that spots danced in front of his eyes. Waves of ecstasy throbbed through him.
Stefan's body melted against Sawyer's, and his world was filled with the man as he shattered. He breathed in deep soul-drenching drafts as Sawyer cried out above him, filling him with the sign of his release.
Stefan slowly moved his hands over Sawyer's back, his sides, rubbing up to wrap around the man's neck. He held Sawyer to him, their sweat-soaked bodies pressing together as their heartbeats slowed.
Sawyer's lips moved against his skin, a small kiss placed over the pulse in his neck. Stefan snuggled against Sawyer, their legs entwined. He didn't ever want to leave the haven he found in Sawyer's arms. He sighed with pleasant exhaustion.
"Thank you, Stef."
Chapter Eight
Stefan could feel a flush darkening his cheeks when he followed Sawyer back downstairs and found his entire unit waiting for them. There was no doubt what they'd been doing, and the grins on everyone's face said they knew exactly what that was. Stefan was just glad he'd gotten fully dressed before coming downstairs.
