Page 143 of Smoky Mountain Dreams
“Can I fuck you?” he whispered. “Would that be okay?”
Jesse hesitated. “If that’s what you need, yeah. We have tobe quiet.”
“Do you hate it?”
“No, shh. Don’t talk that way. Just make love to me, howeveryou need it. Whatever you want. I’m game.”
Christopher groaned and shook his head. “No. I can’t do thatwhen I know you don’t like it.”
“I could try. Anything for you, babe. Whatever you need.”
Christopher kissed him again, feeling the heat and urgencyrise. He couldn’t be gentle, and Jesse never bottomed, and…no, he wasn’t goingto fuck him, but he wasn’t going to get fucked either. He was going to be incharge ofsomethingtoday.
“Want you naked.”
Jesse quickly stripped off his pajama bottoms and underwear,and Christopher did the same before rolling on top of him.
“Not gonna fuck you,” Christopher muttered. He felt Jesse’sbody tense. “Don’t argue about that, okay? Just do what I say.”
Jesse grinned and nodded. “Aye, aye, cap’n.”
Christopher wanted to feel skin on skin, and pain andpleasure, and he wanted to feel it now. He grabbed lube and a condom from theside table. He didn’t want to think about anything—he just wanted to live withJesse in the here and now, at least for a little while.
Kissing Jesse took his mind back to where he wanted it tobe—hot, slick, good, and sweet. He tore open the condom as he slid into Jesse’sarms, licking into his mouth. Jesse’s hands guided him as he slid the condom onJesse’s cock.
Without any preamble, Christopher pulled out of the kiss andstraddled Jesse’s hips. He jerked his own cock a few times, shuddering withpleasure, and then he slicked Jesse’s dick and smeared lube against his ownhole.
Jesse put his hands up over his head, crossing them in anobvious version of surrender. Christopher loved him a little more for it. Heslid one hand up to Jesse’s throat, holding it there gently. It was a littleawkward at first, but he gripped Jesse’s cock with his slicked up hand andpushed back and down, forcing Jesse in, groaning as his thickness pushed pasthis sphincter and a burning shiver rippled through his body.
Jesse’s eyes glowed in the moonlight. “It’s gonna be likethis tonight?” His voice was gravelly and Christopher almost had to lean forwardto hear it.
“I need it.”
Jesse licked his lips and brought one hand down to whereChristopher held his neck. He pushed Christopher’s palm harder against histhroat. “Take it then. Go on.”
Christopher groaned, flexing his fingers slightly—enough tofeel like he was holding Jesse in place by his grip, but not enough to actuallycut off his breath—and rode him hard and fast. The perfect counterpoint of hisdick slapping against Jesse’s stomach and bouncing up to hit is own, and thethick, fat rod of Jesse’s cock slamming in and out of him, past his prostate,sent shuddering pleasure up his spine and through his limbs.
“Yeah, babe, yeah,” Jesse egged him on, and Christopher wentharder and faster, gyrating his hips and closing his eyes, taking his pleasurelike it was something Jesse owed him. Jesse’s fingers tightened even moreagainst Christopher’s on his throat, and Christopher ripped his hand away,gripping Jesse’s hair in both hands instead, coming down to take his mouth in ahard, desperate kiss. Jesse raised his arms back over his head, gripping theheadboard.
“That’s it,” Jesse groaned. “You’re gonna make me come,Chris.”
Christopher whimpered, not close enough to orgasm himself,but he didn’t want to slow down. He rode harder, faster, his cock aching andnot getting enough friction, but he didn’t want to release his grip on Jesse’shair. He wanted to kiss Jesse’s mouth, his ears, his neck. He wanted to bitehis shoulders and earlobes and lick his eyebrows and the divot over his upperlip.
“Coming…now.” Jesse grunted, and his hips slammed up intoChristopher, his hands flying down and grabbing Christopher’s hips to hold himsteady and still as his cock thudded deep in Christopher’s body.
“God!” Jesse cried before pressing his lips together, hisbody quivering and shaking, his legs twitching on the bed.
Christopher watched him come, loving the way his facetwisted up and enjoying the muscle spasms of his stomach and thighs as hepumped his load. It was almost enough to come too, but not quite.
He pulled off Jesse and crawled up to press his cock againstJesse’s panting mouth. Glassy-eyed and still shivering, Jesse sat up againstthe headboard, and opened up to take him in, his fingers going immediately toChristopher’s asshole and sliding inside, setting up a fast finger fuck thatmade Christopher’s thighs quiver and his blood rush in his ears.
“Yeah,” Christopher whispered. “That’s what I want.” He slidhis hand behind Jesse’s neck and lifted, tilting his head back to a slightlybetter angle. He fucked into his mouth, feeling the clutch and gag as he wenttoo deep, too fast.
After a few desperate thrusts, he stilled, pushing his assback onto Jesse’s fingers, letting him push against his prostate until his cockexploded over Jesse’s tongue and filled his mouth. Christopher shuddered,leaning forward to clutch the headboard with his free hand and gripping theback of Jesse’s neck with his other.
“Oh fuck,” Christopher whispered, a heady rush of pleasureshaking him as his orgasm whited-out his brain for a long, glorious moment.
When he pulled his spent cock from Jesse’s beautiful mouth,and as he fell beside him on the bed, the horrible sadness and anger he’d triedto fuck away seemed to chase the orgasm out of his body, and he burst into hot,horrible tears against Jesse’s shoulder.
