“God, yeah, more.” As if he’d been scorched from a lick of fire, Brandon hissed and reached to grasp and stroke his own cock.
Tash let go of Brandon’s cock to kiss a trail down to where his fingers entered Brandon’s body.
“Remember I said I wanted to kiss you all over.” He licked and rolled Brandon’s balls. “Turn over, sweetheart.”
“What?” Brandon blinked, seemingly confused, as he raised himself on one elbow. He stroked his heavy cock for a few moments, squeezing the base. “Turn over?”
Tash grinned.Baby, you have no idea how your mind is about to explode.“Yeah, go on. I promise; you’re going to be fine.”
Without further questioning, Brandon lay on his stomach, giving Tash a view of his firm, rounded ass. Tash braced himself over Brandon, kissing the smooth soft skin of his shoulders, tracing his spine with the tip of his tongue from the nape of Brandon’s neck to his tailbone.
Twin dimples adorned the top of each buttock. The man’s ass was as adorable as his face. After pressing a kiss to each cheek, Tash slid down on the mattress and spread Brandon wide, getting a full view of his perfect little hole. He leaned over and swiped his tongue over the crease of Brandon’s ass, coming to settle the point of his tongue in the opening. As he expected, Brandon stiffened.
“What the hell?” His voice shook with shock.
Without any comment or hesitation, Tash slid the tip of his tongue inside Brandon’s hole. The tight opening around his mouth quivered, and Tash held on as Brandon, obviously awash in sensations, spread his legs wider, encouraging Tash with his harsh cries. Tash reached deep within Brandon’s passage, jabbing in and out, his hands holding on to the globes of Brandon’s ass to steady them both. Brandon worked himself on Tash’s tongue faster and harder. Tash continued to lap and lick at his opening as Brandon’s breathy moans escalated in the darkness.
With one last lick and nibble of Brandon’s round ass, Tash lovingly kissed his way up Brandon’s back and nuzzled his face in the curve of Brandon’s shoulder. Brandon shuddered, and Tash whispered in his ear, “You liked that, sweetheart, huh?” Tash grasped Brandon under the chest and turned Brandon’s head toward him. Their mouths met in a clash of lips and tongues, the kiss messy and wild, their mutual desire escalating out of control. This night was for Brandon, to give him the pleasure he’d never enjoyed and show him how important he was to Tash, how much Tash needed and wanted him. “I want you to fuck me.”
Brandon stilled and turned over so they faced each other. “You do?” His dark green eyes shone soft and luminous. “I’ve thought about it, dreamed about what it would feel like to be inside of you.”
Tash dipped his head down and pressed his lips to Brandon’s. “I like it both ways. You should see if you do too.” As he spoke, Tash sank a finger into Brandon’s passage, loving the way the suede-silk heat sucked him deep inside, surrounding him in its tight warmth. He added a second finger and began to steadily pump them in and out of Brandon’s ass. “You’re a beautiful bottom. I love feeling you underneath me, taking me inside your tight body.” Tash withdrew his fingers and kissed Brandon. “But I want you deep inside me, becoming part of me. Do you want that too?”
There was no hesitation this time. Brandon nodded, and Tash took the condom and lube he’d placed on the night table and handed them to Brandon. “Here.”
Their hands touched as Brandon took the items, and Tash held on to him for a moment. “Don’t overthink it.”
A brief smile, then Brandon unsnapped the bottle, and Tash didn’t have to wait long. Brandon slid down the bed to sit between Tash’s knees.
With a sureness Tash hadn’t expected, Brandon’s long fingers, cool with liquid, touched him. First one finger slid inside, then two, reaching, stretching him, then hitting that magical spot to send a shower of sparks through Tash, wiping away the sting of the initial entry.
He’d forgotten what it felt like to be touched, to be loved. “Oh God,” Tash cried out, tears springing to his eyes. Years. It had been years since he’d experienced the pleasure-pain of lovemaking so intense and soul-deep it choked him.
“Did I hurt you?” Brandon stopped the magic his fingers were working inside of Tash, his voice anxious with concern.
“No,” gasped Tash. “Don’t stop. Ever.” He reached up to grab Brandon close. “Don’t stop touching me, please.”
“You want more, huh?” Brandon teased and resumed his wicked, twisting fingers.
Tash pushed himself into Brandon’s hand, shameless in his need to climb the heights his body so desperately craved. “Yes. Please.” He almost didn’t recognize his own voice.
Through the haze surrounding his mind, Tash heard Brandon open the condom package, and finally, the marvelously thick head of Brandon’s cock pushed inside him.
Never in his life had he been so greedy to claim his lover. He lifted his legs and encouraged Brandon to continue the slide inside; the fullness only increased his hunger.
It was life affirming. For the first time in years Tash was alive with the sensations washing over him, rolling through his body in great waves of pleasure, and he reveled in it. “Harder,” he begged, afraid Brandon’s inexperience and fear that he might be hurting Tash would cause him to be too tentative. “All the way in, sweetheart. You won’t hurt me.”
Brandon pushed in and withdrew half the way, then plunged back again. They rocked together, harder and faster, and with each slide and thrust, the remnants of Tash’s tattered heart knitted back together, creating a new and beautiful mosaic.
“Now, yes.” Tash locked his ankles behind Brandon and heaved himself up. The angle shifted, and as Brandon hit his gland over and over again, the slow burn within Tash ignited to a searing flame. His entire body tightened, the ache within his balls grew deep, and his vision narrowed to a pinpoint of black. Tash found it difficult to draw a breath, and he came harder than he ever had before in his life; stream after stream of creamy white shot onto his chest. His entire body trembled and shook as his orgasm rocketed through him.
Brandon continued to pump inside him, gripping Tash’s arms so tight his fingers dug into the muscles of Tash’s biceps. He stiffened, then shook and came with a hoarse cry, buried deep inside Tash. Heedless to the sticky mess all over Tash’s chest, Brandon rested there, his heart galloping in a crazy beat.
Several moments passed before they picked their heads up and, in unison, smiled at one another. Tash cupped the nape of Brandon’s neck and drew him in for a prolonged kiss. They rolled on their sides but still clung together, their kisses leisurely now that the lovemaking had taken the edge off their hunger for one another.
Brandon withdrew, and Tash winced. He waited as Brandon left the bed and went into the bathroom, wondering how Brandon felt. Sated and replete with the most marvelous ache in his body, Tash closed his eyes and stretched.
“You look like one of your cats after they get up from napping in the sun.” Brandon grinned down at him, his eyes soft and dark in the firelight.
