Nuts About You: A Testicular Cancer Anthology

by Anthology

  My lips latched onto hers again, kissing her hungrily. My tongue explored her mouth, licking and tasting her, crazy for her, consumed by her. I felt the brush of her hands moving over me, fuelling my desire even more, but when she reached between us, tugging my zip down, I broke free of her lips, my eyes dropping to watch her fingers disappear into my jeans, reaching past the waistband of my briefs to grasp my poor aching cock.

  At her touch I growled, the sound deep, guttural, an expression of how badly I wanted her. “Jesus Autumn.” My voice was husky. “You’re driving me crazy. I want you so much.”

  She squeezed me, making me twitch in her hand, before her eyes lifted to mine. “Well then, fuck me.” She said the words so softly I thought at first I’d imagined them. “I want you too, right here, right now.” She fisted my cock, once, twice, before releasing me, hastily unbuckling my belt and shoving my jeans down over my hips, taking my briefs with them.

  My cock sprang free as soon as they were around my thighs and I didn’t waste any more time debating whether she really wanted this. Whether we should be doing this here or whether it was a good idea given the way I’d treated her last time.

  I sure as hell wanted her and, going by the desire in her eyes, the wetness of her pussy and the way she licked her lips as she reached out, sandwiching my cock between her palms, she wanted me every bit as desperately as I wanted her.

  Cupping the firm round cheeks of her ass in my palms, I lifted her, ignoring the flash of pain in my thigh, and pressed her up against the side of my 4WD. Her legs circled my hips, her arms around my neck and I angled my body until the head of my aching cock was lined up at her soaked entrance. God, she felt so hot, so wet, so fucking good, and with a long, drawn out moan I pushed into her slowly, savouring the feel of her around me, taking me into her, not stopping until I was seated deeply and she was surrounding me, her tight pussy embracing every inch of me.

  Using my car to help hold her up I began to thrust slowly, working my way out of her and back in again, over and over, in a way that was both heaven and hell for us. It was like scratching an itch but not quite where it itched. It tempted and teased us but wasn’t enough to give us the relief we both sought. I did it because I didn’t want to lose control too quickly and I did it because I wanted us to savour this moment for as long as possible.

  “Theo.” I could hear the pleading in her voice and felt it in the nails she scored over my shoulders. She tightened her legs around me, pushing up in an effort to rise and fall faster, and I knew she was trying to get some friction against her needy, swollen clit.

  “What’s wrong baby?” I asked, my voice husky and breathless as I fucked her. I heard the endearment fall from my lips and it shocked me given I wasn’t normally one for using them but, somehow, I conceded; it felt right using an endearment on Autumn.

  “Faster, I need…fuck me faster, hard…harder.” She gasped, her breath coming in short, sharp gusts as she writhed in my arms.

  I stopped, not moving, my breathing as heavy and frantic as hers. Clearly she wasn’t happy with me stopping because she growled, a strangely feral sound coming from her lips, and her fingers clutched at my hair, tugging hard on it, enough to make me wince with pain.

  I pulled out of her so slowly it was torturous before plunging hard back into her, making her cry out. I repeated the move before stopping again and lifting my face to hers. “Was that fast enough and hard enough for you?”

  Her arms tightened around my neck, her hips rocking against me. “Oh god; more, MORE!” She screamed and I grinned at the passion I could hear in her voice.

  Changing the angle of my hips I began to move, making sure that my body was providing the much needed friction to her clit that she so desperately wanted.

  In and out I plunged, harder, faster, rotating my hips enough that she would feel me everywhere. She cried out, my name a throaty mantra on her lips, and I felt my own excitement increase as I listened to the changes in her breaths and the way her voice got louder and higher with every thrust into her.

  She was tightening around me, her pussy clenching my cock, and I groaned, the feel of her an exquisite torment on my sensitive, rigid flesh. I wanted to come so badly it took all my self-control not to pump into her wildly until I reached my release. The only thing holding me back was the need to feel Autumn coming on my dick. I craved the feel of that more than my own orgasm right now. Nothing could make a man feel more like a man than feeling a woman come all over his cock. Well, not to me anyway.

  “Oh Theo, Theo.” She cried, her hands fisting in my hair and her body writhing in my arms. “Oh…oh…I’m coming…I’m…coming…I’M COMING!” The last word was shouted from her so loudly I was glad that we lived in the country and probably, hopefully, wouldn’t be heard by the neighbours.

  I barely had time to think that before she was clamping around me, her inner muscles pulsing along my cock. I felt the flood of her release and I slowed my thrusts so I could savour the feel of her body squeezing me, nearly making me come.

  When her body went limp in my arms I picked up the pace, driving into her harder and harder, chasing my own orgasm now and, just as I was poised, about to empty my load into her, she cried out, coming for a second time.

  As her pussy clamped around me again, the muscles moving along the length of my cock in a rhythmic clenching and unclenching, I gave myself over to my own release and thrust up hard, holding my body still, firing shot after shot of cum into her.

  I could feel Autumn trembling in my arms, her breathing as ragged and heavy as mine, and my legs shook from the effort of holding her when I’d just had one of the most powerful orgasms of my life.

  Not wanting to risk dropping her or hurting her in anyway, I began to lower her and she released her legs from around me so she could stand on her own.

  I held her, waiting until she could stand on her own, but still I held her in my arms and stayed inside her, reluctant to let her go or break our intimate connection. My cock was softening so I wasn’t going to be able to stay inside her much longer anyway but for now I leaned against her, ignoring the persistent throbbing pain in my thigh from the workout I’d just given it.

  I don’t know how long we stood like that. I know we stood together in one another’s arms until my cock was too soft for me to stay in her, until our breathing had slowed and returned to normal, and we stood like that until the sweat had dried on our skin.

  I breathed in deeply, inhaling the vanilla scent of her hair, the sweet floral perfume of her skin and the smell of sex that seemed to surround us. It was an intoxicating combination and I realised I couldn’t ignore the little voice in my head any longer. I wanted Autumn. Not just for sex, although it was amazing sex. No, I wanted more. I wanted to get to know her, to explore the possibility of there being something between us.

  I had to tell her about my life first. About my accident; but mostly I had to tell her about Adam and how his death was my fault. I took one final deep breath of her scent again before bracing my hands on my 4WD either side of Autumn’s shoulders, ready to get off her so she could straighten.

  Suddenly something cold and wet burrowed between my ass cheeks and I swore, leaping forward. I had nowhere to go since Autumn was right in front of me and my body slammed into hers, knocking the breath from her. I leapt back off her so I wouldn’t crush her but my injured leg protested at the violent movement and when I landed on it, it couldn’t support me and I stumbled backwards, my hands flailing and grabbing at Autumn.

  She shrieked; I cried out and together we both went down, landing in the dirt and gravel beside my Land Cruiser. I began a tirade of cursing, calling upon every swear word I could think of and even making up a few along the way.

  I could feel Autumn trembling, her trembles becoming stronger and stronger until she was shaking hard, and I raised my head, fearful that I’d hurt her. When I saw she was laughing, silent laughter that shook her entire body, I could do little but stare at her in shock. Still she laughed, he
r laughter finally becoming audible, deep belly laughs that brought tears to her eyes, tears that spilled over and streamed down her cheeks.

  Open mouthed I watched her until, without warning, I joined Autumn, laughing so hard I too had tears streaming down my cheeks. We laughed so long we collapsed, half rolling in the dirt and probably looking like a pair of crazy people had anyone been around to see us. That was until I felt the first splatter of warmth on my skin, which was enough to cause the laughter to die in my throat. Turning my head I looked into the curious brown eyes of Autumn’s beast of a dog. Another long thread of drool hung from his jowls about to drip and I shifted in an attempt to avoid it landing on me.

  As I stared at him and he whined at us, clearly not understanding what we were doing and certainly not finding the humour in our situation, it suddenly dawned on me what had caused this in the first place.

  “You.” I stabbed a finger at him. “You stuck your nose in my ass.” I turned to Autumn. “Your dog stuck his wet nose in my ass. I was near violated by him. Is nothing sacred?” I glared at him and his owner, trying to look like I was mad but clearly failing in my attempts as neither Tiny nor Autumn seemed at all chastened by my words.

  “Oh you poor dear, would you like to press charges?” Autumn grinned at me and I could do little more than burst out laughing again at her response.

  Chapter Ten

  I wasn’t sure how much longer we lay on the ground until Autumn asked if I was alright. I knew she was referring to my leg and I moved it carefully, feeling it throb in response, but surprisingly the pain was not as bad as I thought it would be.

  “It’s alright but I’m more worried about you.” I said, sitting up so I could run my eyes over her. I couldn’t see any obvious marks on her other than patches of dust and dirt that had stuck to her sweat dampened skin. “You’re going to need a shower though. You look like you’ve been rolling in the dirt.” I smirked.

  She snorted at my words. “Have you seen yourself lover boy? You’re looking a little ruffled around the edges right now and if I didn’t know better I’d think you were trying to use the dirt as camouflage.” She pointed to my left cheek. “You’ve got some dirt, right there.”

  I lifted a hand to brush at my face, feeling the grittiness of the dirt. “We’re going to need a shower.”

  Autumn untangled herself from me and sat up before climbing gracefully to her feet, dusting herself down. Once she was done flicking dirt off onto me, she held her hand out. “Come on, you can have a shower here. Save you getting dirt all through your car.”

  “I’ve had your great slobbering dog in my car, not to mention the leather eating goat, so I don’t think a bit of dirt off me is going to make a lot of difference.” I pointed out as I let her help me to my feet. Once I was standing I pulled up my jeans, zipping them up but leaving the button undone. At least now I was protected from any further wet dog noses to my ass.

  At the mention of my car, Autumn had the good grace to look suitably chastened. “Oh god, that’s right, your car. I forgot about the damage when you…we…” She trailed off shrugging her shoulders.

  “While we were fucking?” I injected and she winced.

  “I was going to say when you distracted me with sex but, since you put it so eloquently, I’ll change my response to when you threw me up against the side of your car and rammed your cock in me.” She shot me a sickly sweet smile and I found myself laughing again.

  “I really enjoyed ramming my cock in you.” I said quietly, all humour gone from my voice. “I don’t…” I trailed off, struggling to find the right words. “I’m not going to do like I did last time.” I finally managed to say.

  “Last time?” She gave me a questioning look before her expression cleared. “Oh, you mean the bit where you kick me out, vowing you want nothing to do with me?” Her tone was laced with sarcasm but I knew I’d hurt her with my callous attitude. “Well, you can’t kick me out this time because: one.” She held up a finger. “We’re outside and: two.” She stuck up another finger. “This is my place; so technically that means I can kick you out or, perhaps I should say, I can kick you off my property.”

  I stepped up to her, bringing a hand up to trail my knuckles lightly down her cheek. “Are you going to kick me off your property?” I asked. “I know you think I’m an asshole and I know I acted like one after the first time we had sex. You took care of me and then you gave yourself to me and I treated you like shit. I’m sorry, very sorry for that. I just…” I stopped, searching for the right words. “You said you felt sorry for me and, although it doesn’t excuse the way I treated you, I don’t want to be pitied. Not by anyone. The women I knew before my accident didn’t want me like this. Any attempt to be intimate never ended well. Once they saw my scars nothing killed the passion faster than seeing the revulsion in their eyes or worse; pity. I decided a long time ago that I’d sooner be alone, and spare myself the pain and humiliation of their horror or their pity when they see these.” I waved a hand over my stomach and thighs. “You didn’t seem freaked out but then you admitted to fucking me out of pity and I flipped out, just one of the one hundred and one reasons why I flip out a lot these days, and I took it out on you. I’m sorry.”

  Autumn’s eyes searched my face and she said nothing for what felt like the longest time. “Clearly you knew all the wrong women. If your scars were enough to put a lot of them off then that says a lot about them, not you. As for my pity? Don’t confuse sympathy with pity, Theo. I can sympathise with you and what you must have gone through to end up with the scars. I can sympathise with you because I see the pain your injuries cause you; but that’s not pity. I would never pity fuck anyone. I don’t care how good looking he is.” She frowned. “I didn’t mean it when I said I had sex with you because I felt sorry for you.” Her head lowered so I couldn’t see her eyes. “You hurt me. I don’t do this sort of thing all the time you know. Despite you being a bit of a dick at times, I am attracted to you and that’s why I had sex with you. As for your scars, I don’t care about them. I don’t mean that I don’t care about what you went through to get them; I simply mean they don’t define you. So some stupid shallow women who probably have cotton candy for brains couldn’t look past them to see the man that you are; that is their problem, not yours. Don’t let the stupidity of a few airheads from your past dictate your future.”

  I smiled when she stopped talking, just a trace of a smile curving my lips. “So my scars don’t bother you but when you look past them, by your own admission, don’t you just see an asshole?”

  She brought a hand up to punch me lightly on the arm. “Actually I see a lot more than that but the problem is most times you let the asshole out and I’m beginning to suspect the asshole is just there to protect the real you.”

  “Is that right?” I stared down at her, unable to break free of her brilliant blue gaze. I could feel her; feel the pull of attraction for her. She was working her way in. I knew it. I sensed it, I could feel it. It wasn’t just about the sex, although it was fucking amazing. There was a pull towards her, like some kind of invisible thread, and I knew that’s why I had been such a miserable bastard the last few weeks. I didn’t want to reject her; I wanted to get to know her. I wanted her to see that I wasn’t an asshole. I wanted to show her the man I’d been before the accident and before my brother took his own life.

  It was hard though, hard to contemplate letting her in. What if she made me happy? What if we became close and a relationship developed? I didn’t deserve to be happy. I hadn’t been there for the one person I should have been there for over anyone else. Adam had always had my best interests at heart and yet I’d failed him when he’d obviously needed me the most. I needed to suffer as a lifelong reminder of how I’d let my brother down. He was gone and if I was happy it was as if he didn’t matter.

  “What’s going on inside that head of yours right now I wonder?” Autumn asked, although I don’t think she really expected me to answer. “How about we go and have that
shower? We’re both covered in dirt and sweat, and I’m sticky from the sex. Let me put the escapees away and come inside Theo. I’ll make us some dinner. Will you let me feed you?”

  “Food that I don’t have to prepare? Hell I’m always up for that.” I grinned, shaking my head to clear it of my troubled thoughts. My words to her were a lie. The locals had tried numerous times to feed me. I’d wormed my way out of countless offers to dinner because I preferred my solitary lifestyle where I could be a miserable bastard all the time. Eventually they’d obviously gotten sick of me turning them down and stopped asking.

  Still, I needed to talk to Autumn. I wasn’t big on the whole opening myself up to others, but she was different. I liked her, really liked her. My dick certainly thought highly of her and was quick to find his way into her every chance he got. So between the two of us, I wanted to get to know her better. I wanted to know about her, her life, her family, and even the little things like her favourite food. It wasn’t just about sticking my cock in her and getting off each time I saw her, although something about her tended to make any self-control I had fly out the window when I was around her.