by Z. Allora
Li stalked away.
ONCE THEY were on the train, Indigo proclaimed, “I bet the train will provide excellent hunting grounds for us, Li. What do you think?”
“Hunting?”
“You haven’t had anyone but me since Shanghai.” Indigo said it like he thought it was a problem.
“I’m not complaining,” Li stated as he stared out the window.
“Hey, I wore a green hat. Shouldn’t you make it the truth?”
Li shook his head, clearly not happy with the suggestion.
“Come on. I can’t let you get bored.” Indigo grabbed Li’s hand and pulled him toward the door of the train cabin.
Li didn’t resist, but he wasn’t smiling.
“We won’t be back for at least three hours. If you want privacy, that’s the time frame,” Indigo clarified.
Laughing, he pushed Li out of the door.
The train started to slowly pull out of the Beijing station. Styx swallowed, and he fixed his gaze out the window. Three hours alone in a tiny compartment with Jin.
His mind wandered to last night. After helping Tai-hua into his room, neither he nor Jin was interested in a bout of passion. The wedding had created a wall between them. Too many unwanted questions chased around in Styx’s mind.
For hours, Styx had lain next to Jin, listening to the miracle of his breathing. He tried not to wonder how many opportunities in the future he’d be allowed the luxury of falling asleep next to him.
Jin’s voice yanked him back to the present. “Styx?”
There were so many questions asked in the way Jin said his name. Which query should Styx answer first?
“Jin.” The name came out of Styx’s mouth like a wish. He only hoped Jin understood what he answered.
Within a heartbeat, Jin locked the door. Before another heartbeat passed, his long legs straddled Styx’s knees. He pushed him back to lie on the lower berth. They hadn’t opened the top bunk, and it stayed attached to the wall, which gave them more room above the bed.
Jin snuggled on top of Styx and whispered, “Take me.”
The plea stole Styx’s breath away.
Jin’s lower half rotated in a promise against Styx’s cock, which had already hardened to the point of pain. They hadn’t put the chastity device back, so Styx’s stiff cock had the freedom to move against Jin.
A warning went off in Styx’s head. He couldn’t mean…. “What do you mean?”
“Be inside of me,” Jin breathed.
“We, um… we can’t.” Though none of the reasons why they couldn’t seemed important as Jin sat right over Styx’s dick and rotated his ass in a slow circle.
“Why not?” Jin pushed his ass down and did the same delicious grind thing he’d done in the taxi. His breath caught with a groan. Jin leaned forward again, supporting his weight on his hands and stared down with a smug smile. “You want me.” Jin nipped at Styx’s lower lip before soothing the sting with his tongue.
Wanting him wasn’t even a question. Styx’s insides clenched with intense need, and his heart throbbed; everything in him begged to share this experience with Jin. What Jin offered was nothing short of a miracle.
“You’ve said you always wanted me. Have me.” Jin’s breathless words said with such confidence Styx wouldn’t deny the truth.
He couldn’t deny his desire. Wrapping his arms around Jin, he pulled him closer.
Jin’s mouth slid over his for another wet kiss before their bodies grew restless for more. Pushing away, Jin tore at their jeans and T-shirts. He wasn’t allowing either of them any time to enjoy the slow reveal of skin. This was an urgent stripping away of barriers.
Walls between them were meant to crumble. Block by block, brick by brick, nothing should be between them. Their clothes tumbled to the floor.
A naked Jin sat back on Styx’s lap and wrapped both legs around Styx’s waist. Everything Styx could ever want was in his arms. His hard cock pressed against Jin’s pert backside as if begging for entry.
Jin reached for the vial of massage oil he kept in his toiletry kit. He dripped some onto his fingers and reached around behind himself. He closed his gray eyes, and his mouth hung open for a moment. He breathed heavily in and out through his mouth. “Oh.”
Mesmerized, Styx wasn’t completely sure what he was doing back there with his fingers, but he had an idea based on the things Indigo had said in passing. The fact Jin was preparing for Styx sent a shiver of anticipation through him.
Jin’s cheeks were pink; he bit his lip and opened his eyes to smile down at Styx. His cock lay flaccid against Styx’s thigh, but the sensation he created back there didn’t appear unpleasant. He wore a small secret smile, and his hips wiggled a little. His arm moved quicker. “Hmmm. Ah.”
Styx gently caressed Jin’s resting shaft. The gorgeous dick started to harden at his touch. He liked how Jin’s body responded to him. It made him feel powerful and confident.
Staring into Jin’s beautiful face, he asked, “What does it feel like?”
Jin closed his eyes and blushed. “I can’t describe it. It just—” He groaned. “The sensation of fullness makes me want more.”
Styx rubbed a sticky tear from Jin’s tip all over the top.
“Oh, I like what you’re doing,” Jin was getting breathy.
Styx took the vial and added oil to his fingers.
“Mm, I want you inside.”
For all they had done together physically, which was beyond Styx’s remotest fantasies, they were still technically virgins… or “cherries,” according to Indigo. Styx didn’t really care if Indigo meant the label as an insult. He and Jin had never shared this with anyone else.
He loved the man who sat on top of him and wanted to show how much.
Styx surrendered his mouth to Jin’s passionate kiss. He had a desperate appreciation of each kiss, always fearing it might be their last. Each caress of their lips was an amazing occurrence that might never be repeated again. He paid close attention to the details of each one so he could save them all in his heart for when there were no more….
Jin groaned urgently, ready to take them to the next level. He seemed to be in complete control of where they were headed, which was a benefit, because Styx’s brain had turned off.
Styx allowed himself to be swept away on this mystical ride, which would end in an even deeper bond to Jin. He welcomed the connection, even though he was terrified by it in equal measure. But having a chance to fulfill his craving for Jin was enough to overcome any remnants of Styx’s wall. He’d wanted to be with Jin for too many years to let fear forbid him.
Styx yearned to be as close as possible to Jin. The wedding had forced him to acknowledge a reality and a future he didn’t want… but would be his. Shoving away that reality, he desperately grabbed on to the present with both hands. Would this help erase some of their distress?
“You’re mine, aren’t you?” Jin’s question seemed to echo the same apprehensions. When Styx didn’t answer, Jin appeared determined to get an answer from him. He removed his fingers and shifted down onto Styx’s thighs.
From this position, Jin poured some oil onto Styx’s cock and gave him some attention.
“Mm,” Styx moaned as the oil spilled down his shaft, followed by Jin’s hand. He shivered and watched Jin drizzle a little more on him. He was grateful he’d been without his rings of protection.
Jin shuffled around until he straddled Styx’s waist. Reaching behind him, he put a firm grip around Styx’s shaft and teased his opening with his oiled flesh. “Mine?”
Styx exhaled and nodded. He wanted to scream out promises of love and forever but held his tongue.
His thoughts dissolved as his tip poked into the heat emanating from Jin’s body. Part of him wanted to thrust mindlessly into the hot, begging wetness, but he held himself in check… just barely. Everything in him desperately wanted to be connected completely to Jin.
“Mine?” Jin asked, taunting Styx’s shaft with promises.
Ag
ain, Styx bit his tongue. He didn’t want to scream out his complete and total love for the man, but he did agree on a strangled moan, “Yours.”
More of Styx’s cock slid inside Jin’s tight channel. Styx shut his eyes to better bask in the heat being offered to him, but he reopened them because he had to see the man above him.
Jin licked his lips and stared down at him.
Styx gripped Jin’s thighs and swallowed past the lump in his throat to ask, “Yours? Right? No matter what happens. This is ours.”
“No one else gets this. I’m first.” Jin’s shaky words came out rough and husky as tears slid down his cheek.
“You’re everything.” Styx gasped.
Clearing his throat, Jin sniffed. His forlorn eyes glistened. “You’re mine.”
His words broke Styx’s heart. He nodded his agreement, waiting for Jin to accept what he offered. “Yours always.”
“Mine,” Jin decreed and slid down Styx’s shaft. A tear slipped past Jin’s long lashes to trace down his angelic face as he linked them irrevocably together. No walls between them.
Jin laid claim to the only thing Styx had to offer… his virginity. No one else would ever have it. His innocence would be his gift to Jin forever.
The hot tightness wrapped around Styx’s shaft, receiving him. Raw emotions sparked by their physical joining were brought to the surface and made control impossible.
“Wait, let me—” Jin tried to adjust to the fullness.
Styx didn’t move. It killed Styx not to thrust into the glorious tight space while he tried to block out all the painful thoughts and emotions threatening to overwhelm him. Contrary to his wants, he froze even as sweat broke out all over his body with the strain to give Jin what he needed.
Jin experimentally shifted and wiggled on Styx’s shaft. He smiled down at Styx to reassure him. “I like you inside me.”
Squeezing his eyes shut, Styx hissed as he tried to maintain control. He struggled hard not to lose the battle, but he was no match for the exquisite, pulsating grip of Jin’s passage. The tightness grasped him. He opened his eyes.
The vision of Jin sitting astride him greeted him. His usually perfect golden hair was messed and gave him a wild appearance.
Jin started a gentle rocking.
Styx knew the war was close to the end. His heart raced with joy even as he ached with sorrow. He was inside Jin, as close as he’d ever be to him, to anyone. Three strokes and that one thought was all it took.
Styx roared out his release. “Oh, Jin!”
It was all the warning he could possibly give before he flooded the haven he was in. Pulse after pulse of his pleasure shot into Jin.
“Mm, yes! So warm and wet.” Instead of stopping, Jin threw his head back to shiver and encouraged Styx throughout his orgasm by squeezing his muscles.
Even as blissful completion ripped through his body, regret reined in the pleasure because he would lose this connection too soon. He should have been able to hold out a little longer. He hadn’t even satisfied Jin.
But before Styx’s fears of inadequacy took over, Jin purred with something deeper than physical satisfaction.
“Mm, yes. You’re still hard. Stay with me, Styx. I’m yours.” He fiercely added, “No one can ever take this from us. Ever.”
Even though Styx’s cock was sensitive, he didn’t stop Jin from moving. He couldn’t waste a moment of the wall between them being down.
Jin continued to ride Styx slow, begging for more. “Fill me again.”
Now that the out-of-control need had passed, Styx hoped he’d be able to enjoy all the nuances of being inside Jin.
“It’s so intense.” Jin’s face was full of concentration.
The extra wetness heated Jin’s passage and eased the way as it slowly flowed out to run down over Styx’s balls. Styx wrapped his hand around Jin’s lust-hardened cock to stroke him.
“Oh, that’s it.” Jin made grateful little noises as Styx started to jerk him off.
Styx was held captive. The tightness rippled with sensation as he firmly tugged on Jin’s hard dick in front of him. On instinct, Styx grounded his heels and thrust into him.
His lover’s eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes opened wide. Jin cried out in surprised delight. “Oh, Styx. Again.”
Doing as instructed, Styx rocked his hips upward. Jin’s reaction cranked Styx’s arousal back to high. He focused on doing everything and anything that created Jin’s delicious responses. Distracted, he forgot the cock he tended as it throbbed for release.
Jin’s fingers wrapped around his fist to remind him of the task he’d been working on and glided Styx’s hand back and forth.
He took the hint and continued his ministrations while pushing into Jin.
The breathlessness meant Jin was too close to his climax not to chase it. His eyes slid shut, and his body cantered faster on Styx’s shaft as he raced toward his own completion.
Styx changed the angle of his thrusts slightly at the exact time Jin rotated his hips. Jin’s mouth dropped to exhale more air, as if the pleasure was too much to contain.
He targeted his thrusts into the same place again and again. This, combined with his fist milking rhythmically, caused Jin to spill his essence all over him.
Styx tried to watch his lover’s climax until he finished, but Jin’s orgasm activated his internal muscles. The caresses and squeezes around Styx made him abandon his good intentions. Ecstasy overtook him and forced him to shatter, joining Jin in heavenly release.
When they floated back to reality, Jin lowered his mouth to Styx’s. The kiss was indescribably sweet but mourned the loss of everything they couldn’t have. Their physical joining tore Styx’s heart and soul into pieces, and he’d never be whole without Jin at his side.
Jin finally groaned as he slipped off Styx. He staggered to the sink and used wet paper towels to clean up. Blushing, Jin peeked over and caught Styx staring as he wiped the evidence of their joining away. He came back to the berth and wiped off Styx’s chest, limp dick, and balls. He even rolled back the foreskin to make sure he’d done a thorough job.
Styx pulled Jin back down onto the tiny bed. After a few minutes of trying not to dwell, he pondered how they were no longer virgins. He’d made love to Jin and wanted to do it again every day he was alive.
Then a thought came crashing through. Something he always remembered on the gay men’s sexy TV show. “Hey, Jin.”
“Yeah?” Jin’s voice was lax.
“We didn’t use a condom or anything.”
Jin lifted his head. “So? Didn’t need to.”
“Yeah, but…. Weren’t we supposed to use condoms?”
Shaking his head, Jin explained, “We haven’t been with anyone else, right?”
“Right.” Styx didn’t even like to imagine the possibility. “But Indigo said you’re always supposed to use a condom.”
“Did he now? You were talking to Indigo about sex?” Jin asked with more than a tad of jealousy peeking through his tone.
“Yes. No. Well, he complained about China again. This time he went on and on when he found out we didn’t have sex education in school.”
“Why would we have sex in school?” Jin’s face got red.
Styx nodded. “Yeah. I guess in America they get classes on sex. Though he said the classes aren’t good enough either.”
“Ha! I wonder what their homework is.” Jin started laughing, and his head landed on Styx’s chest.
Styx cuddled him for a minute while Jin got his laugh under control and asked, “Could you imagine?”
“No. I can’t imagine any of our teachers saying the word sex, let alone talking about it.” Jin shook his head and his blond hair danced around his face. Styx played with the strands. “But we didn’t really have to use anything because we were virgins.”
Styx exhaled. “Really?”
“Yeah, I’ve never touched anyone else’s fluids.” Jin added, “By the way, the big boss always tests new employees for diseases.”
“What? I didn’t realize.”
“Yup. Do you remember our physicals when we moved to Suzhou for work? They ran our blood for all sorts of stuff.”
“Can they do that?”
Jin snorted. “Of course. Remember Zhong-chin?”
Styx nodded. The guy was there for one day and gone the next, never to be seen again.
“He didn’t go home because of his family. His blood work came back with an issue.”
“Wow.” Styx thought about it for a moment. “So obliviously ours came back without any problems.”
They both let the subject drop and got a little rest.
A COUPLE of hours passed. Styx was brought into consciousness by a lovely wet tongue on his cock. “Mm, what time is it?” He hoped there was enough time to be with Jin again.
Jin’s tongue tickled his slit before he answered. “About forty-five minutes before three hours is up.”
“Oh? Really.”
Jin grinned at him from behind Styx’s cock. “Why? What do you have in mind?”
“Mm.” Styx had trouble with coherency when Jin sucked on him. Jin covered the tip with his mouth and pushed down the foreskin.
“No time for a repeat, but maybe we can do something else.”
“Okay, like what?” Styx was up—literally—for anything Jin wanted.
“Um, you remember when Indigo and Li moved in?” Even in the dim light of the darkened compartment, Jin’s blush burned his face a pretty dusky rose.
Styx moaned. “Mm, yeah. Shall we?”
Jin shifted to put them in the right positions.
Chapter 15
A FEW days after they returned from Beijing, Tian Di moved in.
Styx and Jin waited with the building’s luggage cart in the apartment’s lobby. A taxi pulled to the curb, and Tian Di jumped out and waved to them. He was dressed more casually than Styx had ever seen him. He wore jeans, a red T-shirt, and a leather coat, and his sachet was slung over his body.
“Hey.”
“Greetings,” Jin said.
Styx waved to him and then helped the taxi driver grab the suitcases out of the trunk and set them on the cart.
