“All…saints! What are you…?” His cock leaped up, fully hard, and the good itch was back everywhere Evin’s skin touched his own. Especially there, the hidden place Evin had found.
“Sh!” Evin said, and he began to grind his fingers in, working the sides and depths of the hole, touching him in powerful and tender ways, sending wave after wave of those feelings hammering through…
Gareth’s back would no longer hold him up. He bent over double, hands on his knees, face almost in the water. Helpless. Only conscious of his desire for Evin to do more and touch him deeper. To scratch the itch and never stop.
But Evin paused. “Let’s finish up here and do more of that in the cave.”
“Yes,” Gareth said. His voice came out like the squeak of a rusty cage’s hinge.
Once they were both cleaned to Evin’s satisfaction, they stepped carefully on smooth, wet river rocks to get to their boots. They put them on, and then Evin carried their clothing and supplies up and into the cave. There, Evin directed Gareth to spread out a blanket, and they lay together on it.
Evin’s hot breath warmed Gareth’s chest.
Without a word, Evin began to lick Gareth’s nipples until they stood up hard and Gareth gave voice to gasps and groans of delight. Evin nibbled and sucked at Gareth’s nipples, driving him delirious again with desire. Then he lifted his head and looked into Gareth’s eyes. As Gareth watched, Evin raised two fingers to his lips and stuck them in, licked them, and wet them with spit. Seeing it made the want, the good itch, so strong Gareth thought he might die if Evin didn’t scratch it now. Gareth spread his legs wide to expose himself. “Oh, Evin, please.”
Evin eased those fingers in and began again to stretch and probe and wriggle deliciously inside of Gareth’s body while gazing defiantly into his eyes. Gareth threw his head back, making guttural sounds to express gratitude and beg for more. Evin mastered his body, fingers slipping silkily in and out, kneading the skin of his hole and rubbing the place inside that made him quiver, melt, and gasp.
“Yes,” Evin said. “Keep begging for it. You’re making me so hard!”
Evin rolled closer, and the drooling head of his cock touched Gareth’s hip, where it rubbed in little circles, smearing hot wetness on his skin. Evin’s kisses trailed along his shoulder, neck, jaw. He met Evin’s lips with his own.
When Gareth’s lips opened to receive him, Evin pressed in as deeply and firmly as possible with his tongue and slick fingers. Gareth shuddered and clenched, coiled up against Evin, and uttered a strangled cry of pleasure into his mouth.
Mouth and ass invaded together, Gareth was dominated. He shuddered as Evin touched the core of him, tongue and fingers reaching in to fill him with heat and joy. More joy than ever existed in the whole world. Like daylight warming him inside. He couldn’t breathe. The world ceased to exist, and Gareth with it. All that remained were touch, taste, and the heat inside.
* * *
Gareth returned to the world gasping for air, hearing Evin do the same. They took lungfuls, but Gareth couldn’t bear the separation. He put his hands on the back of Evin’s head and pulled him down again, into a desperate kiss. He needed to be part of Evin, needed to show how much he wanted to give everything back.
As their tongues jousted, Evin resumed thrusting fingers in deep and hard, curling them to touch him just right, and he was helpless again. His hands slid away from Evin’s head.
Evin broke the kiss, and they could breathe. He withdrew until just his fingertips were playing inside of Gareth’s hole. The strokes gentled again, and Gareth relaxed, contented by Evin’s touch as their breathing slowed.
And just as he was drifting in that contentment, Evin shocked him by asking, “Are you ready for me to go deeper?”
“Can you really? How?”
Evin got to his knees and, feeling his way in the darkness, moved between Gareth’s legs. He placed his hands behind Gareth’s thighs and lifted.
Gareth complied by pulling his legs back, showing himself to Evin. Evin couldn’t see, of course, and had to use his fingers to find Gareth’s opening again. Evin spat into his hand and started stroking his own cock.
“I’m going to put it in you, okay? I’m going to be like one of the animals and fuck you now, as deep as I can. Okay?”
“Please, Evin!”
“Don’t worry. A baby won’t come out because you’re not a girl.”
Evin moved forward until the tip of his cock just pressed into the flesh around Gareth’s hole.
“Ohhhhh!” Gareth moaned when the tip nudged against him. It was as if some strange energy existed at those two points of their bodies, poised all their lives to release incredible joy at that moment of mere contact. Evin had said Gareth’s body was cold, but to him, Evin’s body was feverish. The cock tip burning Evin’s mark into Gareth’s ass was as wonderful as the sunlight he craved.
Evin rocked just a bit, adding slight pressure that teased and relaxed Gareth’s body. So good, the tip massaging his hole and making him want more. But Evin continued with tender and agonizing slowness, pressing in. Gareth’s opening stretched wider, yielding to welcome the slick tip.
Evin paused just inside. Gareth wiggled his body a bit to feel the head move and poke around. “Ah, dear saints, it feels so good! Thank you, thank you, Evin, oh thank you.”
Evin slowly but firmly pressed deeper and deeper, and Gareth felt every inch of the burning flesh sliding in, stretching him, and filling him up until Evin’s hips crushed against Gareth’s ass. He was run through. His insides were stretched and quivering in a mix of pain and joy. Trying to squeeze and desperate to hold on to the warm, impaling flesh.
Evin was wearing him. Like a strong hand in a tight glove.
He barely had time to adjust to the bursting feeling before Evin began to drag himself back out. Gareth whimpered when just the tip remained inside, then gasped as Evin pushed back in again, a little faster this time. Evin began a slow rhythm of driving into Gareth’s hungry ass and drawing out almost all the way.
He’s fucking me. The word felt right. Everything felt right.
“Oh yes, so good, so good,” Evin said.
Gareth wanted all he could get. “More, oh! Deeper, oh!” he said in time to the thrusts. Evin changed the angle, leaned forward, and ground in deeper. Waves of that feeling like making seed shot through Gareth’s body, and he could never get enough.
Evin started to move faster, bracing by holding Gareth’s legs, grunting and biting his lip. He was sweating and panting, and he pushed deep in one more time and held there.
“I’m spilling!” Evin said. “Ohhhhhh!”
Molten liquid gushed into Gareth once, twice, three times. Evin shuddered against him, emptying into him, suffusing his body with a warmth that, far from relaxing, made him more desperate for everything Evin could give. I have another mouth, and I’m drinking him. Evin bucked, and Gareth clenched again and again, imagining his body swallowing all that Evin could pour in, always greedy for more. The thought inflamed his desire.
When Evin relaxed, Gareth was unable to control himself. “Come here,” he said, tugging on Evin’s hand. Evin untangled from between his legs, moved up to sit on his belly, and leaned in for a ragged, animal kiss. Gareth wrapped his hands around Evin’s hips and pushed down.
Evin understood. He moved to let the tip of Gareth’s cock touch his hole. Again the pleasure of contact arced between their bodies.
“Wait, I’ve got to do this,” Evin said, and spat in his hand again.
Gareth took Evin’s wrist and brought the cupped hand to his lips. He added a slick glob of his own spit to mix in Evin’s palm. Plenty.
Evin giggled and reached back to work the spit into himself. He slicked Gareth’s prodding cock and fitted the tip back against his hole. He bit his bottom lip as he used his hand to angle Gareth’s cock up and mount it.
Gareth watched in amazement. Part of him disappeared bit by bit into the flesh between Evin’s legs. Nothing existed but that joi
ning: the tight hole sliding slowly to engulf him, the tensing and relaxing of muscle as Evin’s body worked to take him in, and the moans and gasps of the youth crouching over him, face contorted in passion and pleasure.
He hadn’t understood before how Evin, such a perfect one, could think Gareth was beautiful, but this sight of his green flesh slowly swallowed into the pink body of one who wanted this, wanted to open up and take him inside, wanted him—this was beautiful.
Too soon, the tiny hairs of Evin’s ass tickled at the base of his cock, and then Evin’s bones ground down on him and his cock prodded as far as it would go into that feverish body.
An expression of pure delight radiated from Evin’s face. He closed his eyes as he shifted and wiggled and moaned a bit. Gareth again imagined quivery, stretchy bands of flesh, but this time he was the one surrounded in the soft, wet heat. His drooling cock was teased and squeezed and milked as Evin ground against him and clenched.
Evin grunted and started slowly to lift himself off.
Urgency seized Gareth. He wrapped his hands around Evin’s ass and physically lifted Evin up a few inches. Then he imitated Evin’s earlier fucking motion by lifting his own hips, pushing himself in deep, and lowering back to the blanket. He started to move in a rhythm, fucking up into Evin’s bottom, careful not to hurt Evin with his hands or his stabbing cock. Faster, faster.
Everything Evin had done filled him with the want to make seed now.
Evin kept his eyes closed and murmured, “Higher. Up, up,” and Gareth lifted the little body enough that his downstrokes would just barely leave the flaring head of his cock inside. The sensation of Evin’s burning, gripping ass devouring his cock drove him ever more urgently, and soon he was nearly punishing Evin’s hole with the force of his fucking.
He wanted to spill. He wanted to put his seed into Evin.
Evin’s head lolled, and because Gareth was supporting his entire weight, he could caress his body with one hand and pump his rehardening cock with the other. “I love it. I love it,” Evin said between gasps.
Gareth thrust in all the way, then pulled out and jiggled his head just inside Evin. Tickling the flare of his head against the lip of Evin’s hole made shards of joy shoot through his cock and balls and ass. But that was nothing compared to the thrill of watching Evin’s reaction. He rammed in again.
“Oh, Gareth, I love it!”
The feeling of his cock hammering at just the right spot in Evin’s body made Gareth’s insides tighten, and he fucked even faster. His cock got harder and strained to reach deeper. He’d get relief soon. He was about to spray into Evin’s guts.
“Oh, I’m gonna go again!” Evin stroked himself frantically, and his muscles twitched and clenched around Gareth’s cock. “Unnngh! Aaaah!” Burning drops of seed rained onto Gareth’s face and chest.
Gareth groaned too as he pushed himself deep up into Evin, whose hole locked tight around him. His cock surged and shot blast after blast, and Gareth started to buck. Evin gasped in laughter. His fingers dug into Gareth’s chest as he held on.
Gareth’s bucking settled into little jerks and shudders, and still he held Evin’s hips, keeping Evin’s ass crushed to his groin, letting his cock empty completely into Evin.
Gareth was still hard when he caught his breath, so he lifted Evin back up a bit and gently fucked him a few minutes more, never looking away from the serene smile on Evin’s face. He never wanted it to end.
When he finally did begin to soften, he pulled out slowly. Along with his cock, a puddle of thick seed came splashing onto him.
“Sorry,” Evin said sheepishly. “I think you flooded me.”
Gareth laughed at the thought of Evin, clean inside and out, filled with it like a water skin. “I’m glad. I can clean you up.”
“What do you mean?”
With his hands still gripping Evin’s waist, Gareth lifted Evin bodily up and moved him forward until he could lower Evin’s dripping ass to his face. Then he began tenderly to lap up his own juice.
“Oh, that feels nice….” Evin said.
Gareth’s heart swelled at the contented sighs and moans Evin made as he continued to lave and swallow, dip and swirl his tongue around. He wanted to soothe Evin’s body after treating it so roughly. He groaned in happiness as he licked out his own seed. After eating all he could get, he tipped Evin over to the side and moved to lick off Evin’s cock and abdomen. Evin touched a wet hand to Gareth’s lips, and he cleaned that off too.
As he did these things for Evin, he was already calling to mind everything they had just done, reliving it and trying to memorize every instant. He had never been so happy before, and he didn’t want to ever forget the least part of what they had done here. Just the thought of Evin begging him to hold him up, higher up, and then—what had he said? “What were you saying, just then?”
Evin’s voice was sleepy. “Hm? What, when?”
“Just when I was sticking inside you. Before you said I flooded you.” He waited while Evin thought back.
“You mean when I said I loved it, the way you were fucking me?”
“Yeah, what’s that mean?”
“It means…I had a good time.” Then: “You don’t know what it means to love something?”
“I just hadn’t never heard that word before, is all.”
“Oh. Well, you know what it is when you like stuff, right? Well, when you love something, it means you like it better than the best thing ever.”
“Oh, like you,” Gareth said lightly, then froze. He wasn’t sure it was okay to say such things about people.
“Like me, what?”
This was embarrassing. He had to answer now, and it seemed important, but maybe it was going to sound stupid. His throat tried to close, so he forced the words out. “Like you are. B-better than the best thing ever.”
Evin laughed gently and stroked his hair. It must be okay. He closed his eyes and lay there, enjoying Evin’s touch. They remained in a contented embrace until it was time to dress and go home.
Chapter Nine
Gareth next met Evin two nights later.
Evin brought his lantern this time, and also some rags, which he wet after they cleaned up at the river. When they made it to the cave, he set up and unhooded the lantern. “We’re always in the dark, and you can see everything. I want to see you too.”
He spread their blankets out before the lantern and asked Gareth to kneel there, naked in the light. With his hands and eyes, Evin explored Gareth’s front all over as if for the first time. “You look dark in the moonlight. I can tell you’re green, but the true color…” He stretched Gareth’s arm out, exposing the flesh of his forearm and palm to the light, and ran his pink fingers over it. “Could your skin be made out of the same stuff as leaves? But it’s so soft.”
“I don’t know.” Why couldn’t anyone let him forget?
Evin kissed his shoulder. “You sound sad. I’m embarrassing you.”
“I can’t answer nothing. I don’t know why I’m—” The words wrong and ugly both tried to come out first, but he wasn’t sure anymore. He trusted Evin, and Evin would say… “Different.”
“Different.” Evin released Gareth’s arm and ran his hands over Gareth’s back and belly at the same time, up high and then down low enough to tickle the base of his cock and the base of his spine at once. “You mean extra especially wonderful. Nobody has skin so beautiful as yours.”
“You do.” Gareth turned and pulled Evin into a kiss.
“Mmmmm.”
Gareth got hard, and the examination didn’t seem so bad after that.
When they finally lay down on the blankets, Evin surprised Gareth by using the cold, wet rags to wash their feet all over again. Then with all preparations finally done, Evin lay atop Gareth, tickling Gareth with his fuzz, and they kissed deeply. Evin gazed into Gareth’s eyes and said, “You’re beautiful. A miracle.” They kissed again. “You’re better at this than any of the others.”
“Do…you think the
y might like me?”
Evin laughed. “They’d love to watch you spray your seed. Lords! And they’d like to use your hole. But…I think they’d be afraid of your cock. You might want to put it in them.”
“They don’t like that?”
“Ha! I bet they would, but they won’t try. It’s a sin, and if anyone finds out… Well, that’s what happened to my uncle. That’s why they took him away. They caught him letting the priest fish him out and took him. There’s a law against ‘usurping the natural place of the woman.’”
“Priest? Fish? I don’t understand.”
Evin collapsed against Gareth. “Ah, I never know what it is you don’t know! Okay. The village has a church. Inside, a priest speaks, telling the people what’s good and what’s bad. Does that make sense?”
“No, but he’s someone like the mayor, right? People listen to him?”
“Yes. Until he gets caught fishing out one of the boys; then they don’t listen to him anymore. The church—the church people he works for—they move him somewhere else, and a new priest comes for people to listen to.”
“That’s… Why?”
“Well, I don’t know why they listen. Anyway. ‘Fishing out’ is what we did last time. Fucking. Have you ever seen someone catching fish in the river? You use a pole for that, you see.” He made his point obvious by reaching back and wiggling Gareth’s cock, slapping it against his own crack.
“So we both broke the law last time?”
Evin looked away. “Yes. I should have told you, but…you’re hiding anyway. If people will kill you just because you’re alive, it doesn’t matter whether you break any laws, does it?”
“No. I’m not mad. When you put your fingers in… It was weird at first, but then…now…” Gareth’s eyes defocused, and he started to squirm a bit at the memory of Evin touching him inside.
“I love it too. I love everything you can do to me.”
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