Something Borrowed, Something Boo

by Shane Morton

  “Blake… I want you, please,” he begged as he pulled my cock out of his mouth, it banged against his chin, wanting his mouth to find it again.

  I pulled myself slowly off of his hard cock and gave it one last caress with my tongue before answering.

  “Are you sure? Because I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in the world, Danny.”

  “Yes… please, Blake. I want to feel myself inside you right now,” he said quickly.

  I gulped. It had been a while since I bottomed and Danny was way more hung than the last guy I let bang me. But it was Danny. I couldn’t say no to him. Not now, not ever…

  “Scoot up a little,” he ordered, and I complied.

  His tongue found my crack, and he licked it. His tongue moved in circles around my tight pucker, and I grasped the couch as the pleasure of his rimming caught me off guard. His hot breath against my ass was intoxicating and to stop myself from begging him to tongue fuck me, I found his engorged cock again and slowly started blowing him, moans escaping from my mouth as it grasped onto his shaft.

  “Fuck…” he whispered before he stuck his tongue inside me. He used his tongue as expertly as he used his cock. He slid it in and out, savoring the taste of me and buried himself nose deep in my ass. I ground my ass into his face as ripples of gooseflesh crept its way up my body.

  His hands grasped onto my hips and pulled me even closer to him as his tongue explored my hole as far inside me as it could go. My pucker was wet with his spit, and I felt him insert his finger slowly inside me. He replaced it ever so often with his tongue as it kept me damp and slick for his digits to stretch me for what I was sure would be a battering. One finger became two, and he scissored me carefully, opening me further. I felt his tongue enter me again.

  I took his cock out of my mouth and sat up, my ass covering his face as I pressed myself down upon him. His tongue going deep as it flicked back and forth inside me. I ground myself upon his tongue, and I knew it was now or never.

  “I’m ready, Danny. Please… Do it now,” I moaned as I felt his tongue withdraw. I sat up and let him crawl out from beneath me, his tongue brushing my balls as he found his way to a sitting position.

  “Hold on,” he said as he jumped up and took off down the hallway.

  “Where the fuck are you going,” I yelled at his retreating back.

  “Condoms and lube, Hollywood,” he laughed as he disappeared.

  I stood up and stretched my arms above my head, trying to psyche myself into not being nervous at taking Danny’s cock up my ass. That thing was going to hurt.

  He appeared just a moment later, his dick bouncing up and down as he hurried back to me.

  He pulled me to him and kissed me. “I’ll be gentle, superstar, promise,” he whispered in my ear.

  I bent over the arm of the couch and spread my ass cheeks apart for him. He poured some lube on my crack and used his fingers for a few minutes to make sure I was ready for him. I heard him rip the condom open, and a few seconds later, I felt the tip of his cock head press itself between my cheeks- resting itself at the entrance to my hole.

  He bent down and kissed my neck, one arm grasping onto my shoulder. I arched my back slightly as I felt the head of his cock slowly start its entrance into my hole. My pucker stretched and burned as Danny slid himself inch by inch into me.

  “OH, FUCK! Goddamnit… Ohhhh…” I moaned as my hole gripped itself onto his shaft, my insides stretching from his thickness.

  “Relax. It’s almost halfway in.”

  “You have got to be fucking kidding me,” I laughed hoarsely. If he put any more of that monster in me, I might split wide open.

  “I won’t hurt you, Blake… Trust me. Relax and breathe.”

  Danny was as good as his word. He took his time and made sure that he didn’t hurt me anymore than necessary. He moved his hips gently back and forth, getting my ass used to every inch of him. Inch by inch and thrust by thrust I got used to what was inside me, but there was always another inch to go, it seemed. Finally, I felt his pubes brush up against my ass.

  “Is that all of it?” I asked, craning my neck to look at him. Fuck, he was gorgeous. His eyes, half-closed at the pleasure he was feeling, a look of ecstasy on his face.

  “Yeah, it’s all in,” he said as he left his monster pushed all the way into my ass. He rotated his hips, and I could feel it pushing against me from inside. “You know… I’ve never fucked a star before,” he grinned. “You ready?”

  “Danny, shut up and fuck me,” I begged. It was starting to feel pretty fucking fantastic, actually.

  Well, Danny may have been being a gentleman before, but those words turned him into a fucking sadist.

  He leaned his chest against my back and started thrusting and grinding into me.

  I was pretty quiet when he was slowly taking his time, but now, I became unglued. Moans and gasps escaped me with every thrust. He pummeled me, eventually thrusting in and out with his whole shaft, keeping only his crown firmly imbedded inside me. His hips slapped against my ass, and his balls bounced with every thrust against me. He reached around, and his lubed hand found my cock and stroked it.

  “Of fuck… Danny… feels so good,” I managed. This was heaven. This is what this was supposed to always feel like but never did. His solid and powerful muscles held me as he used me for his delicious desires.

  I arched my back as far as I could and turned my head. His mouth found mine as he used my ass skillfully. Slamming his pole deep inside me with every thrust, his tongue caressing mine as he sucked it into his mouth and moaned into me.

  He pistoned into me, smashing my insides roughly, his desire driving both of us wild as my hole clenched itself around him. He felt so good in me, I had never felt like this before.

  “Fuck you are so tight, Blake. So fucking tight and hot… I’m not gonna last much longer,” he whimpered.

  Danny hit my prostate, and I could feel my balls tighten. “Me too,” I breathed heavily. “Fuck.”

  He thrust into me a few more times, and suddenly I felt empty as if an essential part of me was missing. I wanted to cry at its absence. Danny was my perfect match, I knew this- now there was no doubt. He had made me feel things I had never felt before.

  I knew what I wanted. I turned around and dropped to my knees, jacking myself off furiously as Danny ripped the condom off and looked at me with wide eyes. I pulled his cock back into my mouth, and before I even had him completely swallowed, he shot his load deep inside my mouth. I too came all over my hand as I stroked myself, spasms shooting through me. Danny grasped onto my head, and his convulsions pushed himself deeper into me. I swallowed his load and popped his cock out of my mouth. Both of us panting and flushed.

  “That was…” Danny started.

  “everything.” I finished. I stood up and took him in my arms, wondering if he was one of those guys who would kiss after his cum was in my mouth. He was. Our lips met gently, our need dispersed for now and we kissed softly. Savoring the taste of each other.

  “I guess we should shower, now…” he shrugged as he placed a hand against my hard chest.

  “I’ve never showered with a lifeguard before,” I teased.

  We showered and dressed, our lips kept finding each other, our hands kept finding ways to touch, our eyes looked deeply into each other’s as we came to terms with the new development in our relationship. I was happy, and I hoped he was too. It would make the rest of the evening a little easier.

  “Are you hungry?” he asked.

  “No. Mrs. Markle fed me before I came over. She’s been worried about me all day.” I ran my fingers through his curls. “Let’s go sit on your porch,” I suggested.

  “That’s a great idea. It’s my favorite place in the world,” Danny grabbed my hand and pulled me to his backdoor. He opened it and revealed a screened-in porch with a glass roof. The stars in their multitudes shone through. It was magnificent and immense; the stars twinkled and shone through the glass. It might have been t
he most stars I had ever seen in a night sky before. It was easy to understand why this was his favorite place.

  “Oh my God,” I whispered as I stared at the Milky Way in all its brilliance. “I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life. A glass roof? That’s genius.”

  “It was the first thing I did when I moved back here. The house, well, it felt empty, and I preferred to sit out here instead of in there. There were too many memories in this house, for a while, so I made this my special place. I even have a beer fridge out here and heaters. Still gets cold as shit though, even when I close all of the shutters. But there’s no way to actually stop the cold air from creeping in during a Point Pleasant winter.”

  “It’s awesome. I might never leave,” I smiled wickedly at him. He rolled his eyes at me.

  “I don’t think that’s going to happen, Blake. Do you?” he looked at me sadly. “I’m here, and we did that. I’m willing, but I still don’t know how this can actually work. I guess we’ll just have to see where it goes if that’s what you really want.” He looked at me with expectations. I’m just not sure he knew what they were. Even after that, he was unsure of me.

  “I have had a really fucked up day, Danny.”

  “Tell me about it, if you want to,” he offered, taking my hand and pulling me over to one of the two wooden rocking chairs that sat in the middle of the porch.

  “I need to. It concerns you, too.” I let the words fall out of my mouth slowly and carefully, giving them the full weight of their importance.

  He looked at me with wide, confused eyes. “What… do you mean?”

  “There was a paparazzi at the fair last night who just happened to be here on vacation. He took photos of us throughout the night. Many photos of us on the Ferris wheel, actually. Photos of us kissing and holding hands.” I reached over and took his hand.

  “Shit. I don’t…”

  “Wait,” I stopped him. “There’s so much more. My agent and PR team called me this morning in a panic, and I wasn’t sure of what the best course of action was. They told me to stay away from you and to come back to LA immediately, and they would try to stop the pictures from leaking. I told them that was not an option. I guess,” I sighed. This was harder to tell than it should be. It was just a massive step for me and could be a giant one for us. If he would keep his guard down long enough.

  “I have decided to come out, Danny. I want to stop hiding who I am.” I looked deep into his eyes and could see his fear for me reflected there. He was worried, not about himself but about what this might do to me. “I told you that I wouldn’t hide you, Danny. I want there to be an us if you’ll have me. If that’s what you want. Either way, I am tired of living a double life; it’s exhausting, and I never really thought about how unhappy it made me until I met you.”

  “Blake… I… I don’t know…what… what to say,” he stuttered, his head nodding back and forth as he tried to work it out.

  “Say you want me too,” I felt the pit of my stomach tighten. Did I read this whole situation wrong?

  “You know… Yes. Of course, I do. But, what will this do to you? To your career? Jesus, you said that it could end you.”

  “Let’s not worry about my career, Danny. It will survive, in whatever form it survives,” I shrugged. The truth was I had no idea. No one did. I reached over and took his hand. “Does that scare you? I was afraid you would run for the hills once you found out that I was staying. That I decided you were important enough for me to stand in the light with. I mean it, I know it’s only been a few days, but I can’t leave you.”

  “Wait! What? When you say staying here, do you mean you’re moving here?” His eyes widened in surprise.

  “Of course. I’ll go back to LA when I have to work. There will be a few months where I will have to stay there for the duration, but I was hoping maybe you might come with me when I go? If you want to, I mean. I know you have a life here before me, and that might not be possible, but I would love that.” He let go of my hand and stood up.

  “Can we… I don’t know about that… Not yet, Blake. Okay? This is a lot to take in, and I am happy for you if that is what you want. I am. And yes, I want you to stay. I told you, I am in… and now I know you are too. When will this happen? Your… coming out to the world?” he looked up at the stars as if they would provide him with some answers to whatever he was feeling. I was falling in love with one of the most frustrating humans on the planet.

  “When I get back to LA. My firm bought the photos, and the photographer signed a non-disclosure agreement, so there’s no need to worry about that, but this kind of thing takes a little time for the PR firm to spin it,” I tried to explain.

  “Spin it? Hmmm…” he shook his head, trying to make those words make sense.

  “They are trying to find the right magazine for me to tell my story to. It’s weird, I know and sounds plastic and fake… But, it is the way these things are done. I’m ready, Danny and I’m ready to go through it all with you.”

  “Hey, Hollywood?” he asked.

  “Lifeguard?” I replied.

  “Do you think you might be ready to go again. I think I owe you… something, this time, especially because you are so brave…” He slapped his butt and winked at me.

  “Paybacks a bitch,” I growled, standing up and smacking him on his ass. “Thank you for not running away. I am really… really… falling for you, Danny Kincaid.”

  “Show me,” he ordered. We went up to his bedroom and spent the next couple of hours exploring each other in every way we could.

  It was perfect. My fears of hurting Danny had been replaced with my fears of losing him. I held him tightly all throughout the night.

  15

  Danny

  “Wake up handsome,” he nuzzled into my neck, peppering me with small kisses. It was an excellent way to wake up. My heart jumped to see him still here in my bed, holding me.

  “Did you plan out the maze?” I groaned as I stretched the best I could within his muscular arms.

  “Of course… That would be the first thing you say to me…” he laughed huskily. “I don’t really think I care about the maze or the wedding right now. I’d rather stay in bed with you all day.”

  I wished. But we had a huge day ahead of us. Today was the day that everything had to get set-up before the caterer brought all of the tables and chairs tomorrow morning. Blake and I were going to work our asses off.

  “Yeah… Me too, Hollywood,” I rolled over after checking my breath and kissed him lightly. His hand reached around and caressed my back, his fingers leaving traces of fire as he brought them down to my ass and cupped it in his large hands. “But, there's no time for that this morning, I’m afraid. We have to set up the maze and the gazebo today, all before we meet your parents and then go to the damn rehearsal dinner. It’s gonna be a bitch.”

  “Okay…” he grumbled, kissing me one last time before throwing the covers off of us and sitting up.

  “I could get used to this.” I sighed happily. Having one of the hottest men I had ever seen in my life, laying in my bed when I woke up, was not going to be a problem.

  “But, first I think we need to shower and then go get some coffee.”

  “Nah… Let’s just get dressed. I’m sure I got a t-shirt you can wear. We are gonna get filthy today.” I suggested. It was supposed to be pretty hot today and making that maze was gonna be hard work. “But coffee… yes. Have you been to Margie’s yet?”

  “Who’s Margie?” he laughed. “Apparently not.”

  “It’s the best damn coffee in the world, Blake. You’re gonna love it.” I sat up and jumped quickly out of bed, walking around to my closet.

  He stood up and joined me, his hand placed firmly on the small of my back. It sent shivers through me. “Not as much as I love this view, right now. God, Danny… Your body is just fucking hot. Seriously, with your face and those muscles, you could be on the cover of any magazine in the world.” His hand moved down to my ass. Apparently, Blake w
as an ass man. Figures. After last night, I assumed he was more of a top than a bottom.

  “Hands off the merchandise, Hollywood,” I snickered, bending over to pick up an old t-shirt off of the floor. I sniffed it. It would do. Blake used this opportunity to smack my ass, the sound echoing through my room. “Fuck!” I laughed. “That one hurt…”

  “Want me to kiss it and make it better for you?” Before I could answer, his phone rang.

  “Alright, get me a t-shirt, and I better go answer this,” he exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of yesterday’s decision hit him like a ton of bricks. “It’s probably my agent. Oh shit… Or my parents.” He dashed out of the room and headed for the sound of his phone. He answered it before it went to voice mail and I heard the sound of my back door creak open as he took the phone call outside butt naked. Good thing I had no neighbors. That’s another great thing about The Pleasant. Well, at least for those of us who lived in cabins outside the city limits.

  My house was surrounded by the woods and the base of a mountain range. It was scenic and solitary. Everett used to tease that it fit me to a T. Pretty and alone… he was right. I’ve been alone my whole life since college, the only person I truly let in was Ev.

  Dr. Miranda was going to lose her shit over this.

  I pulled on the t-shirt and found one for Blake. I would wear my jean shorts again from yesterday, and I rifled through my drawer and found a pair of shorts that Blake might be able to wear. Those jeans of his would be too hot.

  I walked down the hall and into the living room. I put on my shorts and picked up Blake’s pants from the floor, laying them down across the couch. He was still outside talking. I couldn’t hear everything except for a few words every now and then. ‘Photographer,’ ‘magazine,’ and ‘article’ all were louder than the rest of what he was saying. I didn’t want to intrude, so I busied myself with gathering the bags of Halloween shit I bought yesterday for the decorations.