“What now?” Evin asked.
“Um… It’s a good place to see the stars.”
“It’s a wonderful place. Thank you for bringing me here.” He turned away from Gareth and looked out at the valley again. “I’ll just sit over there and watch the stars, then, shall I? Until you have another idea…”
He took two short and careful steps before arms encircled him from behind and Gareth pulled their bodies close. “Please, Evin, I’m trying to be brave.”
Evin sighed and tilted his head back to rest on Gareth’s chest. “Just ask. It’s okay to tell me what you want.”
“I do want something, but I don’t know how to say.”
“Tell me.”
“I—I saw you kissing that watchman…down there…and you made his white stuff come out.” Gareth reached around to touch Evin’s face softly, and Evin flushed with embarrassment at the childish description and the memory of how Nicolas had wanted to humiliate him. At the knowledge that Gareth had seen him treated that way. “Is that okay?”
Nicolas had been about bullying and humiliation, but Gareth didn’t understand that. Evin pulled his thoughts back to this moment, to concentrate on the feeling of being held here, held by someone who was not like Nicolas or Johan or any of the ones from the village, who looked at Evin with simple trust and asked for this out of simple desire.
With Gareth, it could be good.
Evin turned around in Gareth’s arms and untied his breeches. Gareth closed his eyes and released a sighing breath. As his breeches dropped away, Evin coaxed him to lift his chemise off as well, then stood back to allow him to finish undressing.
Gareth stood naked in the moonlight. He was unlike anything Evin had seen before. His musculature, emphasized by the play of the moon’s light and shadow, showed he would rival the men who spent their lives felling trees and moving heavy lumber. His nipples were dark, like bruises, and coin-sized. He wasn’t fully hard, but his cock was like a club: thick at the base and even thicker up toward the head. Behind it, Gareth’s sac hung, larger than any Evin had seen. And the strangest thing of all was the smoothness. Except for the curls on his head and his eyebrows and the light strip of hair along his jaw, Gareth was absolutely hairless. He was smoother than Evin had been as a child.
Any of the men Evin knew would want to show off such a powerful, masculine body, especially before demanding the use of his mouth, but Gareth seemed unnerved by Evin’s gaze. “Am I okay?”
Evin shucked his own clothing, threw it down at Gareth’s feet to make a pad, then knelt on his uninjured knee. He gazed into Gareth’s eyes as he used one hand to lift the dangling cock so that he could press his lips firmly to its base, kiss the shaft, touch the smooth softness of that cool skin, and inhale deeply the musk of Gareth’s private flesh. The scent kindled a fire inside him, and his own cock swelled to full hardness. Evin licked slowly up the veined shaft, feeling Gareth harden, then pulled away to grin up at Gareth’s openmouthed fascination.
“You’re so big I’m not sure I can do well with my mouth. But I want to. I really want to make you feel good.”
Evin leaned to bring his tongue to the head of Gareth’s cock, which was now fully hard. The taste and texture of the fat, rounded tip made him hum in pleasure. He used one hand to steady the fleshy tube and began to lick slowly around the flare of it, trying to feel and taste it all over. Gareth gave a long moan, and a dollop of liquid oozed out of the slit just as Evin finished circling the head with his tongue. Evin licked it up and found that it tasted perfectly normal.
He wanted more.
Evin opened his mouth and slowly took the head of Gareth’s cock in. He wrapped his lips over the flare and began flicking the tip of his tongue all around the head, occasionally swiping into the slit to get another taste of the liquid dribbling out. And Gareth was loving the tender ministrations, oohing and aahing as Evin swirled his tongue even more vigorously over the oozing tip. Gareth stroked his hair. Thus encouraged, Evin opened wider and managed to get the fattest part of Gareth’s cock into his mouth. It filled him and smothered his groan of delight.
“Oh, Evin, it’s so hot there, burning, but it feels good. Thank you. Thank you.”
He moved his lips inch by tantalizing inch down the skin of Gareth’s shaft, tasting it all and feeling his lips and tongue slide along the swollen vein. He breathed in the scent of Gareth’s clean sweat and woodsy musk. He closed his eyes as the scent and feel of sucking on Gareth’s cock made his body pulse with joy. He might spill his own seed before he could get a mouthful of Gareth’s.
Once Evin took in as much of Gareth as he could handle, he backed off, leaving drool to coat Gareth’s cock as he pulled away. He pursed his lips tightly over the head and licked around it again, then opened and plunged back down onto its slickness. Gareth sucked in a hissing breath.
Evin put a hand on the base of Gareth’s cock and stroked it with hand and mouth for a while.
Gareth firmly pushed Evin’s head away. Evin strained for Gareth’s cock, wanting to suck more, but it was gone. He opened his eyes to look up at Gareth, who said, “Let’s lie down, okay?” They moved toward the middle of the ledge. Gareth lay down on his back and urged Evin to lie on top of him. “You’re so fuzzy,” he said. “I want to feel it.”
Evin was charmed by the idea that he himself could be an exotic mystery to Gareth. He lay so that their stomachs pressed together, his legs parted and Gareth’s stiff cock reaching through to touch his ass. He held himself with his hands on the rock above Gareth’s shoulders, and they looked into each other’s eyes for a time. Gareth caressed Evin’s back and ass and ran thick fingers over the ridges of Evin’s spine. Gareth’s skin soon warmed everywhere they made contact. It was more than comfortable. Evin could stay there forever.
He lowered himself to kiss Gareth deeply on the lips; tenderly on the nose, eyebrows, and cheeks; and hungrily on the mouth again. He moved down, pressing his crack against Gareth’s cock, curling his body until his mouth could reach one of Gareth’s nipples.
When he gave that nipple a firm lick, Gareth drew in a breath at the sensation. Evin bore down, licking the stiff bud and the soft flesh around it, making Gareth squirm and whimper. Delighted by such responsiveness, Evin tried to do even more, working Gareth’s nipples in turn with his lips and tongue, caressing Gareth’s arms and ribs and hips with his fingers. Gareth’s wriggles and moans went right to Evin’s cock, making him hard to bursting.
When he believed he had teased Gareth’s twitching body enough, he lifted himself into a sitting position, resting his crack firmly against Gareth’s hard cock and holding himself up with his hands on Gareth’s chest. “Your cock feels good against my ass.”
“You’re so warm all over.” Gareth sighed, looking up with half-lidded eyes.
The moonlight was enough to let Evin see the rare and precious expression of unguarded happiness on Gareth’s face. His heart melted in his chest.
Gareth reached up and began to caress him, running large hands all over Evin’s body. “You do things like this with your other friends.”
“Yes, you’ve seen—Oh!” Evin gasped and threw his head back as Gareth’s thumbs grazed and gently squeezed his nipples.
“But they’re not good to you.” Gareth trailed his hands down to Evin’s stomach, teasing the hair there, allowing Evin to speak again.
“No. I don’t want to talk about them. Please, Gareth, just let me make you spill your seed.”
“With your mouth?”
“Yes.”
“And after, I won’t hit you. After I make us wet. I promise I’ll never hurt you.”
Evin nodded. Gareth’s earnest vow pierced him. He had thought he was the one in control, giving comfort, being the protector, but in that moment, Gareth revealed that the reverse was true. Evin was safe with him in a way he had never been with the others. Evin couldn’t speak. He rose up and pulled away, then gathered clothing and put it into place so he could kneel between Gareth’s legs.
Gareth showed Evin something then. He grabbed the base of his cock in one hand and scrubbed the head first against one thigh for a few strokes, then the other. His legs twitched as he did this.
When he let up, Evin covered Gareth’s fist with one hand and guided him to press himself against Evin’s tongue. Evin licked against this pressure, right at the seam beneath the slit, and thrilled at the growl Gareth made in response. Evin continued that for a while, roughly licking the underside of Gareth’s cock as they both mashed it into Evin’s tongue and face.
Gareth reached up and used the palm of his other hand to stroke the top of his own cockhead. His shallow breathing sped up. They were working together, focused on the same goal, but Evin wanted it to last a bit longer.
He pushed Gareth’s hands away and again took Gareth’s cock into his mouth. He began to dip his head down, tighten and pull back up, over and over. Evin was gradually able to take a little more in. Sweat, spit, and drops of escaping seed had mixed against the skin of Gareth’s cock. They made a powerful elixir. As Evin slicked down on Gareth only to pull reluctantly back off, he could taste and smell it. It made his heart ache with the desire to please.
Gareth whimpered and said unintelligible things in gratitude. Evin turned his head from side to side to vary the angle, to make Gareth feel the strokes in as many different places as possible.
He let the cock fall from his mouth and licked along the sides and down to Gareth’s sac. He pressed his face in again, letting the intense wood-spice scent drive him almost mad. When he lifted his head up, he found Gareth’s fingers kneading the tip of the cock. Evin took over, alternating between doing that and stroking all the way up and down the shaft.
“Oh, Evin… Ohhhh, Evin…” Gareth’s head was thrown back in ecstasy.
Evin went down again with his mouth, taking Gareth in and sucking as he dragged his lips up to the tip. And back down.
Gareth began to pump, lifting his hips off the rock to push his cock deeper into Evin’s throat.
Evin pulled off Gareth’s cock and again tried the trick of licking the underside of the head while pressing it hard against his tongue. Because he was the one holding the base this time, he could feel the thrum of blood pumping forcefully through the vein each time he swiped against that little seam of flesh.
Oh, I’ve got you now!
He gave Gareth’s cock a few rough pumps, then braced his elbow for balance, held the cock at the base, and mashed that sensitive spot to his tongue. While he licked there feverishly, he reached out with his free hand. When Evin found and kneaded Gareth’s nipple, Gareth’s entire body jerked.
“Ah! Mnnnnnnn!”
His cock swelled against Evin’s lips and tongue as a spray of seed was forced through it, then another and another. Cool and somehow sweet and bitter at once.
“Ev—aaahhh.”
Evin stroked the base in his fist and continued to lick as Gareth’s body shuddered and flailed. Seed flowed out in a near-continuous stream, burbling over Evin’s tongue, lips, chin, but still Gareth’s muscles would bunch to shoot thick streams high and away. The sound of liquid splattering against Gareth’s thrashing body was intensely erotic to Evin, overwhelming him with a desire to have the juice blasted into him.
Gareth gasped, making noises like “hah!” and “huh!”
Evin struggled to swallow Gareth’s cock again. He took one shot on the cheek beside his nose, then closed his lips around the head. Evin’s mouth flooded with Gareth’s juice, and he swallowed, then pulled off again and watched in awe as Gareth’s cock still sprayed weaker, staccato gouts.
Evin wished he had known what a miracle he would see. He would have counted the shots! More than ten, he was sure. Finally it ended, and Gareth lay taking rapid breaths. His cock was still hard, standing there, inviting, dripping with thick, creamy seed, and Evin had the crazy desire to express gratitude to it. He did so by taking the head in his mouth again, licking that part clean.
“After I make us wet.” When Gareth had said it, Evin couldn’t have dreamed! Gareth’s torso and face were covered in splashes of seed that glittered in the moonlight. He imagined there was more than if all his other friends sprayed at once into a bucket. It was incredible, and like everything else about Gareth, strange and perfect. Letting his own face drip for now, he just sucked lovingly on Gareth’s cockhead, drawing out the last drops as Gareth quivered beneath him.
In an amused but still breathless voice, Gareth said, “Is that snot or just me?”
If that was supposed to be a joke about the seed running down the side of Evin’s nose, he didn’t get it. He continued sucking and also reached up to wipe his face.
“No, wait,” Gareth said, pulling gently at Evin’s head to urge him to move up.
Evin let Gareth’s cock fall from his lips and crawled forward. On the way, he put his face down to rub in all the wetness and eat what he could. When they were eye to eye, Gareth hummed with pleasure while tenderly licking all the seed from Evin’s face. Evin kissed Gareth deeply to share the sweet taste on their tongues.
“You were so good to me. Thank you,” Gareth said.
“I was rewarded for my effort.” Evin began to lick Gareth’s face too.
Gareth chuckled. “Before, I wasn’t sure if it was okay to eat that stuff, but I like it. It tastes even better when you bring it up to me.”
“It’s called seed. You’d better like to taste it, because I’m bursting to feed you mine.”
Gareth looked surprised, like he never realized there would be more to do. But before Evin knew what was happening, Gareth stood him back on his feet and sat in front of him.
With no hesitation, Gareth took Evin into his mouth.
“Oh.”
Gareth’s cool tongue licked around inside his foreskin; then Gareth took him all the way in. The head of his cock touched the back of Gareth’s throat, and cool, slick flesh closed over it. Gareth didn’t choke or show any discomfort.
“Oh, that’s good… Curl your tongue to cover your teeth, okay?”
“Ah-hah.”
As before, Gareth learned quickly. He licked and teased around Evin’s cock, letting it reach back into his throat when he pushed down far enough to put his nose into the bush of hair at its base. He paused to inhale deeply, then pulled back off with just the right amount of pressure, dragging the tender flesh of his tongue and mouth over Evin’s skin, striking sparks that flew through Evin’s cock to every part of his body, to make him coo with delight. Gareth took him back down, tight and slick, and began a rhythm.
Coolness teased along Evin’s hips and thighs as Gareth’s blunt fingers caressed and explored them. Warm wind brushed over his back and shoulders and tousled his hair. Wet softness swallowed and stroked him. Echoes of fire and ice chased over his body, bringing every inch of his skin alive to crackle with sensation that left him light-headed. Afraid he might lose himself and tumble right off the edge of the rock, he said, “Don’t let me go.”
Gareth held on with hands wrapped firmly around Evin’s hips. The tips of his fingers just dipped into the cleft of Evin’s ass. Evin reached back, put his hands over them, and urged Gareth to press in deeper.
Gareth stopped moving. Evin looked down to find that Gareth still had his mouth full of cock but stared up with knitted eyebrows. Evin grinned and said, “Touch me there. It’s okay.”
Gareth redoubled his efforts, using his mouth to stroke Evin’s cock as his hands kneaded Evin’s ass and he moved his fingers to reach where Evin wanted them.
Evin put a p
alm on Gareth’s forehead, signaling him to stop, and when he did, Evin took over, thrusting in and out of his mouth, slamming into the back of Gareth’s throat before pulling almost out, again and again, with ever greater urgency.
His breath came in gasps. “Wet…your fingers. Touch me. There!” Evin said.
Gareth gathered up some of the saliva spreading from his lips onto Evin’s cock. Then he reached around again to cup Evin’s ass and press in.
Evin was getting close. The sparks bristled through him between the tight mouth taking his cock and the slick fingers rubbing and touching in his crack. Gareth’s fingers probed the edge of his hole and pressed against it. Gareth nudged him there—just a little, but that was all it took. Evin shoved himself into Gareth’s throat as deeply as he could go, and his cock loosed his seed into Gareth’s mouth.
“Ah! Aaaaaaah! Oh yes!” He held himself pressed against Gareth’s face. The muscles in his abdomen jerked. Little stabbing motions rubbed his cock in the liquid heat he gushed as fast as Gareth could swallow it around him. He thought he might collapse over Gareth’s shoulder, but still his body shivered as if it wouldn’t quite stop fucking Gareth’s mouth.
He didn’t fall over, because Gareth still held him with hands on his hips again. When there was nothing more for Evin to give, Gareth helped him pull out and stand.
Gareth looked up, and Evin gazed into his eyes, sharing his moment of happiness because of what they had made each other feel. Evin ran his fingers in gentle strokes down Gareth’s cheeks.
The moment lingered.
Gareth broke eye contact first, sweeping his gaze down Evin’s body. “You did like that,” he whispered.
“I did like it. You were good.” Evin bent down to kiss him again, a tender kiss of gratitude that mingled their tongues briefly. As Evin pulled away, Gareth remained sitting motionless with his eyes closed, wearing a crooked grin. Evin paused, charmed by the guileless look of happiness and hoping to avoid any move or sound that might disturb Gareth’s contented moment. When the luminous eyes fluttered open again, Evin smiled for him. “You were perfect.”
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