“Fuck. I need you,” Mitch murmured, kissing his way down Sam’s neck. Sam moaned and turned them around, pressing Mitch against the wall. They fumbled with buttons and zippers before getting pants undone. Sam dropped to his knees, nuzzling and sucking Mitch through the cotton of his white briefs. He pulled at the waistband and freed Mitch’s cock.
“Mmmmmm,” Sam moaned as he took the thick head into his mouth, sucking it lightly. Mitch tasted so fucking good. He began licking his way down the shaft, tracing the thick vein with little swirls of his tongue. He lightly tongued Mitch’s balls and then took one into his mouth, sucking it. He let go and began teasing the head again, focusing on the slit, pressing the ball of his piercing into it.
Mitch gasped, his eyes closed, and his head dropped back to the wall. He reached down and began to caress Sam’s head, not pushing or demanding, just rubbing through his hair.
“Sam,” Mitch choked out as he looked down into Sam’s dazed eyes, “I want you. I want inside you.”
Sam shuddered at the thought of that long, thick cock stretching him, filling. With one last kiss on the head of Mitch’s cock, he got up and led the way to the bedroom, stripping off his clothes as he went. He grabbed some lube and condoms out of the drawer of his nightstand and crawled up into the middle of the bed. With his legs spread, he stroked himself lightly as he watched Mitch get rid of the rest of his clothes. Mitch crawled between Sam’s legs and began petting his chest.
“You are so fucking hot.” Mitch moaned and leaned over to take one of Sam’s nipples into his mouth. Sam arched his back when Mitch tugged lightly with his teeth. Mitch made his way down Sam’s body, licking and kissing and teasing.
“Mitch, please,” Sam panted as he bucked up into the light licks Mitch was using to tease his balls. He almost lost it when he felt Mitch using one lubed finger to trace the tight ring of muscles before pushing into him. Mitch began to slowly fuck him with his finger, rubbing until Sam began to push down to meet him. As he pushed in a second finger, Mitch took Sam into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the engorged head.
“Oh-please-oh-please-oh-please,” Sam begged. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to buck up into the tight, wet heat of Mitch’s mouth or push down onto the fingers twisting and scissoring inside of him. “Fuck me, Mitch,” he panted as he pulled on Mitch’s head. “Please, fuck me. Now.”
Mitch sat up and removed his fingers. Sam whimpered at the emptiness and then moaned as he felt the head of Mitch’s cock breach the tight muscles. The burn was soon replaced with pleasure as Mitch slowly pushed his way in until his balls rested against Sam’s ass.
“Fuck, Sam. You feel so good. So tight. So hot.” Mitch held himself still, letting Sam adjust to the stretch.
“Move, please move,” Sam whispered, pushing up, trying to get Mitch deeper.
Mitch began moving slowly at first, barely pulling out before pushing back in. Sam thought he would go crazy; he wanted it fast and hard, but Mitch seemed to be teasing him. Sam bucked up, trying to let Mitch know what he wanted.
As if he understood, Mitch pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into Sam. After a few more times, he set up a fast, hard rhythm that had Sam writhing and fisting the sheets, thrusting up to meet him.
“Fuck!” Mitch grunted. “Wanted this to last, but I can’t hang on much longer.” With that, he reached down and grabbed Sam’s cock. After three solid tugs and a twist of the head, Sam’s body was convulsing, shooting itself onto his chest. Mitch fucked him through the spasm and then froze. Sam could almost feel him filling the condom.
“Fuck! Sam!” Mitch groaned as he practically collapsed on Sam, panting and resting their foreheads together. He kissed Sam lightly a few times before rolling over and tying off the condom. Mitch got off the bed and went into the bathroom and returned with a towel to clean Sam’s stomach and chest. He threw the towel in the direction of the bathroom before crawling back into bed and drawing Sam into his arms.
Mitch planted a few slow, soothing kisses on Sam’s face and neck and lightly rubbed his back. Chest still heaving slightly, Sam snuggled deeper into Mitch’s grasp, nuzzling into his chest before getting settled. Sam loved to cuddle after sex. He missed the safe feeling of sleeping in someone’s arms. He had a feeling he would be able to do this a lot more with Mitch.
Just as he was drifting into sleep, he thought he heard Mitch murmur, “I guess the holidays aren’t so bad after all.”
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About the Author
A. Willingham, a born-and-bred Texan, loves books, photography, and scrapbooking. Soon after being introduced to the joy of yaoi by a coworker, she became obsessed with M/M romances. After much encouragement from friends, she decided to fulfill a lifelong daydream and try her hand at writing.
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A Time for Charity ©Copyright A. Willingham, 2009
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December 2009
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