by Jamie Lake
Honey, he thought. It was so erotic and he moaned softly, reaching back behind himself and tugging apart the cheeks of his ass, showing Chip what he was missing. Chip raked the tool over his ass and back as the warm, slick honey coated his rim. He felt him then: felt Chip press against his backdoor. He could feel the silky soft head of his cock, firm and pushing into him. Peter couldn't help it, and he cried out softly as Chip slid into him.
Chip rode him hard and rough, wildly pistoning into his tight asshole. He had Peter by the hips in a firm, almost bruising grip, as he drove himself into him, over and over, pressing Peter even harder against the rough wood of the shed. Chip grunted and with a loud, growling cry, he came in Peter's ass. The feeling of him emptying his balls into his ass was unforgettable. He could feel every throb and spurt of his cream filling him up. He wanted so badly to cum, but Chip had him by the shoulders and forced Peter to turn around. But he didn't stop there.
His cock was still hard, even though he'd just cum. He made Peter lie down on his back. With his own back to Peter, he moved over him until he was bent over, his lips hovering just over his cock. Peter couldn't see, but he could feel Chip's delicious weight over him. He could feel his thighs on either side of his head and could smell the manly musk of his balls. He extended his tongue, lapping at those twin globes. They were drizzled with honey and so was his shaft. Eagerly, he sucked the cock that had been presented to him, just as Chip's lips covered his dick and he began to suck.
They sucked each other, noisily, slurping. Peter couldn't get enough of Chip's delicious, honey-coated dick. He hollowed out his cheeks with the force of his suction. It felt so good, so naughty to be doing it out in the woods where they could easily be caught. He brought his hips upwards, thrusting against Chip's face.
While Chip was sucking him off, he slicked a finger with saliva and slowly slid it into Peter's tight, cum drooling asshole. He moved it in and out smoothly as he continued to devour his cock in a sloppy, wet blow job.
The addition of the finger was almost too much for Peter to take as they sixty-nined. He felt his orgasm approaching again, and he could feel Chip's too. He could feel his cock tighten and throb inside his mouth. He could feel his balls draw up against his chin as he neared his climax.
With a guttural cry, Chip took the whole length of him into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could. He came first, filling Chip's mouth with his sticky, hot cream. Chip followed soon after, spurting and throbbing down his throat. Peter loved the way he tasted: salty, and a little sweet. It was perfect, and he swallowed him down as though he were the nectar of the gods.
The finger plunging into his slick, the tight ass, the hot, suckling mouth pleasuring his cock, sent Peter over the edge. He came hard, thrusting his hips upwards over and over as he creamed inside Chip's mouth. He'd never cum so much, and Chip drank down every single drop. He didn't spill any and he mmm'd in pleasure at Peter's taste.
Slowly, they untangled and Chip lay beside Peter and kissed him so he could taste himself on the other man's tongue. He groaned into his mouth, his hands devouring the feel of Chip's hard, toned body against his. It was divine. They continued to kiss, sucking on each other's lips as Chip's fingers slid over his erect nipples, teasing and pinching them lightly. It turned him on all over again, and although he'd just cum himself, he felt his cock stir against his thigh.
His man was so amazing. He could turn him on anytime, no matter the situation. He shouldn't have been making it with his boyfriend on his boyfriend's parents' land while they relaxed inside the house that was visible from the woods. They could get caught, but maybe that's why he found it so appealing: the danger of being caught really driving him wild. He hungrily kissed Chip, sliding a leg between his thighs. It felt so good to be close to him like this: to feel their heartbeats in time, to feel the pleasure and love that Chip freely gave him. No strings. He could be himself, and that's exactly what Chip wanted.
It hadn't been that way with Tony at all. It was his way or the highway. Peter realized that Tony had never cared about him, not really. Monsters didn't have real feelings. That time, even though it hadn't been that long ago, seemed so far away now. Like a bad dream. The sun was getting low on the horizon, and the sky was painted in beautiful sunset colors. Peter and Chip lay in the cool grass just holding one another, listening to each other's breathing. The sunlight dappled through the trees and Peter realized that for the first time in his life, he was happy and totally at peace.
Even though they'd just had wild sex, Peter couldn't stop kissing Chip. Every touch, every brush of his lips against his drove the bad memories away. They melted like ice in the sun. He could forget about his family's rejection, about probably losing his job; he could even forget about Tony.
Peter was determined not to think about Tony, not while they were on vacation and supposedly enjoying themselves. So he pushed Tony out of his mind and curled his hands around Chip's firm, sexy ass, squeezing it in his hands. It was perfect.
Peter broke the kiss at last and lay against the ground in a sweaty heap. His head was dripping with sweat as the two of them tried to catch their breath. He laughed, running his hands down Chip's toned chest. It was some of the best sex Peter had ever had.
“I warned you,” Chip laughed, breathlessly.
Peter laughed too, until he looked to the side and saw Johnny bounding through the bushes, obviously looking for the both of them. “What are you guys doing?” Johnny called out, as he burst into the clearing by the shed.
Peter grabbed his clothes and tried to cover himself as Chip dodged behind the shed itself, yanking up his pants as he went.
“Nothing, son. We’re just ...”
“Grandson, come here,” Chip’s mother said, pulling him away as she frowned at them. She looked down at the ground and her lips thinned.
“Jeez, mom, I ...”
His mother cut him off sharply. “I trust I’ll see you two inside after you’re done doing what you’re doing?” she asked, walking away before he could answer.
Peter looked at Chip. This was going to be a long night.
TO BE CONTINUED --
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Boyfriend for Rent Book 1
The Trainer Book 2
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