Page 107 of Smoky Mountain Dreams
Jesse slid his hands down Christopher’s shaking thighs,gripping his hips. He fucked into him hard and steady, his head falling back,and his thrusts coming without any thought—mindless, needy, and trying to getdeeper, farther into Christopher, who squirmed and seemed to be trying to dothe same thing.
Jesse watched Christopher’s hand fly over his own cock, hiships shifting with Jesse’s thrusts, his breath coming in shaking shudders.Christopher hunched up, one leg flailing free, and his eyes wide as a cry flewfrom his throat. Then came the tension-filled stillness that signaled he wasgoing to come, his free leg shaking, his gaze holding Jesse’s: wild, desperate,pupils blown wide—
Jesse’s cock was squeezed in rhythmic, greedy pulses asChristopher came, spunk striping his chest and stomach, his nipples hard andbright, his cheeks flushed, and the cries of pleasure filling the room asChristopher shuddered and shook through orgasm. Jesse plunged into Christopher’sass and came too, his cock spurting so hard he felt like he’d come from the tipof his toes and the top of his head—that his nipples and asshole had joined inthe pulsing pleasure.
He collapsed against Christopher, pushing his cock as deepas he could and holding still while he shivered in Christopher’s tremblingarms.
Eventually, laughing and still shaking, Jesse pulled out,discarded the condom, and snuggled up in Christopher’s arms. “That was fun.”
“Mmm,” Christopher agreed, rolling onto his back. Jesse puthis arm around Christopher and they lay tangled together. As the energy in theroom cooled, Jesse smoothed his fingers through Christopher’s hair, bonelessand smiling goofily.
Christopher seemed mostly asleep before long, but Jesse hadsomething he wanted to talk about. “Earlier, you asked if I wanted you to fuckme.”
“Mmm-hmm?”
If it was going to be a problem, they should talk soonerrather than later. “I don’t enjoy it.”
Christopher propped himself on his elbow. His expression wasa sweet one, so full of concern. “It doesn’t have to hurt,” he murmured,reaching out to touch Jesse’s face.
Jesse smiled, took Christopher’s fingers, and kissed them. “Iknow. I’ve done it a few times when I was younger. Older guys who knew whatthey were doing and wanted to show me a good time. They didn’t hurt me. It’snot about that. It’s just that it doesn’t do anything for me. Being fuckeddoesn’t turn me on or excite me. It doesn’t even feel like sex to me, really,because when I think about great sex, I think about fucking someone.” Hesmiled, touching Christopher’s lower lip. “Fuckingyou.But I know some guys like to switch it up.Needtoswitch, even. And if you need that, well, I care about you enough that—”
“No. It’s okay. I love bottoming. It’s fine with me. I mean,topping is good, but…the last guy I topped was Gareth, and we flipped a fewtimes during the night. It was great, actually, and I liked it a lot, but eventhen I finished with him fucking me.”
Jesse felt a stab of jealousy and pushed it down. Ridiculousto now almostwantto be fucked just sohewould be the last person Christopher topped. Even moreridiculous since he could just reverse course and have his wish, but hesupposed he didn’t want to have sex he didn’t really enjoy just to make somebizarre point to his inner caveman.
“It’s not that I’m inflexible,” Jesse said. “I’m willing toexperiment if it’s important to you.”
“It’s fine,” Christopher said, yawning. “I’m glad you toldme. I won’t feel like I should offer anymore.” He grinned. “I just didn’t wantto seem greedy. Now I can be like a kid in a candy store and haveall the dick I want. Fuck, Jesse, that’s amazing.”
Jesse laughed, kissing Christopher’s nose and pulling himdown to rest against his chest. “I’d do it if you really wanted.”
“Shh. It’s nothing I need from you,” Christopher whispered,his fingers idly circling Jesse’s nipples and playing in his chest hair. “I’mhappy.”
Jesse groaned, his cock thudding with a sleepy lust. He wastired but maybe just one more round. “Lay on your stomach,” he murmured. “Ineed to be in you again.”
Christopher chuckled, yawned, and scooted off Jesse tosettle on his stomach, legs spread and a pillow shoved beneath his hips to makeit easier. “Not sure I can come,” Christopher said, as Jesse slid on anothercondom and crawled over him.
“S’okay. I just need to be—oh, fuck, you’re so hot inside.”Jesse groaned, collapsing on Christopher’s back and sliding his cock intoChristopher’s tight hole. He rocked into him slowly, settling down on top ofChristopher, feeling his shallow breaths and the way his body relaxed underhim, accepting Jesse deeper and deeper with each thrust.
“Mmm,” Christopher murmured, shifting so that their cheekswere pressed together and Jesse could feel the hot push of Christopher’s breathmingling with his own. “Fuck me to sleep.”
Jesse buried his nose in the soft hairs at the back ofChristopher’s neck, and pushed some of its shagginess aside, kissing the sweatyskin. “You rest,” he whispered.
Christopher did just that, going soft and pliant beneathhim, and Jesse marveled at the intimate sexiness of fucking Christopher as hedrifted in a state between awake and asleep. He explored Christopher’s bodywith his mouth, kissing his neck and shoulders, and sucking at his earlobes,which earned a chuckle and a tension in Christopher’s muscles that translatedinto his ass gripping Jesse’s cock just that much more.
Jesse moved on, kissing his cheek, his hair, and his pulsein his vulnerable throat, all the while pumping his hips slowly, steadily, andreveling in Christopher’s hot tightness.
“More,” Christopher murmured after nearly twenty minutes ofthe slow, sleepy fuck. “Harder.” He wriggled his hand down between his body andthe mattress, and Jesse knew he was gripping his cock. “I want to come now.”
Jesse pushed himself up and shifted back onto his knees, hisdick popping free of Christopher’s ass. They both groaned. Jesse’s chest andstomach felt chilled in the cool air of the bedroom after being pressed upagainst Christopher’s sweaty back, and he noticed the goose bumps raising allover Christopher’s skin.
“I said harder,” Christopher complained, rolling over andshoving Jesse down onto the bed. His cock was hard and the tip glossy with pre-cumas he climbed up on Jesse’s body and slammed his ass back down on Jesse’s cock,riding him hard.
“Fuck,” Jesse grunted, gripping Christopher’s hips, tryingto slow him down.
But there was no stopping him as he threw his head back andfucked himself on Jesse’s dick. Flushed, rosy and gorgeous, all the way fromhis light pubic hair to over his chest and shoulders, and up his neck to hisbright cheeks. He flung himself back and gyrated his hips, squeezing Jesse’sdick with each bounce up and down.
“Babe, you’re gonna make me come,” Jesse said, trying tohold onto Christopher’s writhing, humping body, but unable to keep him still. “Soclose. Gonna come for you if you keep on — gonna come—fuck, fuck,fucking hell!”
