by Sean Michael
“Yeah. I had a dream about you on the plane.”
“About me?” Pleasure raced through him.
“Yeah.” Hunter nodded, blushed a little. “Kiss me.”
Laughing, he did just that, pressing close and pushing his tongue into Hunter’s mouth. Supper was ready, waiting for them, but for the first time in he wasn’t sure how long, he didn’t care. He wanted Hunter. Now. And Hunter wanted him. He could feel that fat cock, swollen and hard and poking his hip.
“Take me to bed?”
“I could just take you here.” Hunter dropped to his knees, fingers working Kyle’s jeans open.
“Hunter!” Kyle gasped, his knees almost buckling.
“Yes.” Hunter’s hands wrapped around his thighs, holding him up.
Moaning, he slid his arms around Hunter’s neck. “God, you’re strong.” It was such a turn on.
“Want your cock.” Hunter’s lips were already open, parted. Fuck.
“It’s yours.” He tugged his jeans down to his hips, his cock pushing out and toward Hunter’s lips.
Hunter took him in, sucking him into that hot, amazing mouth. His eyes tried to roll back into his head, but Kyle wouldn’t let them—he wanted to see. He wanted to watch as his cock split Hunter’s lips. So fucking hot. God, look at his Hunter.
He ran his fingers through Hunter’s hair, stroking his lover’s head. Those beautiful, stunning eyes met his, hotter than the hinges of hell.
“Hunter!” Kyle cried out, his cum spilling out of him and down Hunter’s throat. Hunter drank him down, tongue lapping at his erection. “Oh, Hunter. God. That was. So good.”
“Mmmhmm.” Hunter’s mouth kept working him, tongue slapping his skin.
He gasped and shuddered, hands finding Hunter’s shoulders. “Gonna keep me hard.”
Hunter didn’t look like he was arguing.
“God, Hunter. What’s gotten into you?” He wasn’t complaining.
“Want you.” That tongue was crazy-making.
“Yes. Please, Hunter.” Any way Hunter wanted him.
Hunter rolled his balls, tugged and touched.
“Oh, God. Yes, Hunter. Anything. I’m yours.” He panted like he was running a marathon or something, trying to catch his breath as Hunter drove him insane.
He watched as Hunter started sucking him again, that mouth like pure heaven.
“Wow. Oh, wow. Hunter.” He almost couldn’t believe it, except there was Hunter, mouth wrapped around him, turning blow job number one into blow job number two.
“I want you.” Hunter backed away, lapping at the tip of his cock.
“I’m right here, Hunter. Yours.” He stroked Hunter’s cheek. His lover rested against his touch, eyes closing. “Are you okay?” he whispered, Hunter’s skin hot against his palm.
“Yeah. Yeah, been wanting to do that all day.”
“Lucky me.” He pushed his fingers into Hunter’s mouth, groaning as the man started sucking. Such a hungry mouth… Hunter let his fingers go and went for his cock again. “If we…if we get horizontal, we can do each other. Or you can take me.”
“Mmm…” Hunter’s groan vibrated around his cock.
“Oh, God. Love.” He couldn’t stop himself from rocking, pushing deeper into Hunter’s mouth. God, it was so hot, so very good.
Hunter just took him, swallowed around the tip of his cock, hands wrapped around his thighs. Whimpering, Kyle moved faster, holding onto Hunter’s head now for leverage. He pushed deeper, fucking that sweet, hungry mouth like a madman.
“Hunter! Hunter!” He repeated his lover’s name with every thrust. He looked down, Hunter’s eyes burning up at him. “My love.” He was going to come again.
Hunter groaned, jerked, and Kyle knew his lover had just come. His eyes going wide, he came too, pouring more cum down Hunter’s throat. Hunter groaned, let him slip free, and sat down hard on the floor. Kyle dropped to his knees as they buckled out from under him. He wrapped his arms around Hunter’s shoulders.
“H…hey.” Hunter blinked at him.
He gave Hunter a soft kiss and leaned their foreheads together. “Hey. Hi. I… That was… Wow.”
“Uh-huh.” Hunter grinned.
He giggled and pressed closer, giving Hunter’s smile a soft kiss.
“I’m all gooey, lover.”
“I know! That never happens.” Kyle patted Hunter’s crotch. “Supper can wait a little. You want to share a shower?”
“Fuck, yeah. A nice, long, hot one.”
“Okay. As long as you’re not hungry.” He gave Hunter a soft kiss and stood, holding out his hand.
“Just ate.” Hunter winked at him.
Laughing, he helped haul Hunter up. God, he felt good. His lover and two orgasms would do that for a man.
They headed into the bathroom, Hunter’s arm draped around his waist. “So, how was your week, lover?”
“It was good. I shopped till I dropped and made the clients very happy. I missed you in the evenings. You know, the usual.”
“Yeah. I got things at Aerodyne up and rocking. Worked out a lot.”
“Mmm. My handsome stud.” He started stripping Hunter, hands lingering on the warm muscles.
Their clothes ended up in the hamper and he turned the shower on, filling the room with steam. He tugged Hunter into the stall and pushed him into the stream, letting all the lovely muscles become slick with water before running his hands over them again.
“God, you’re sexy.” His lover really was a stud.
“You’re biased.” Hunter blushed and beamed.
“I do love you. It’s true. But you keep yourself fit for me.” He patted Hunter’s ass, as muscled as the rest of the man.
“I do. Gotta keep you interested.”
“You keep coming home with an ‘I missed you’ like you did tonight and I’ll stay interested all right.”
Hunter’s chuckle filled the air and he was tugged in close. “All your fault.”
“My fault?” He laughed and rubbed against Hunter, once again thinking that he really appreciated this side of his lover. “I didn’t do anything.”
“You did. You were in my dreams.”
“Oh. Hunter…” He melted against his lover.
“It’s true, Kyle. I was on the plane, dreaming about you.”
“I love you.” He cupped Hunter’s cheeks, drawing his lover down for a kiss. Hunter needed a shave, needed some sleep. He looked tired. “Now that you’re home, let me take care of you.”
“You take care of everyone, lover.”
“It’s my job, right?” Kyle grabbed the shampoo.
“I’m not your job.” Hunter grinned at him, pinched his butt. “I’m way more than that.”
Squealing, Kyle pushed against Hunter. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Uh-huh…” Hunter pinched again then started tickling. “Are you sure?”
He started squirming, laughing. “I’m sure! I’m sure!”
Hunter’s laugh joined his and it sounded so good. Kyle didn’t know what had gotten into Hunter, but he had to admit that he liked it. Still chuckling, he washed Hunter’s hair, fingers digging in and massaging his lover’s scalp.
“Oh.” Hunter’s eyes went heavy. “Feels good.”
“Good.” He pressed a kiss to the corner of Hunter’s mouth and kept massaging the shampoo in for a moment or two. Then he leaned Hunter into the spray, rinsing the short hair out. Hunter pressed into his hands.
“Man, you spoil me.”
“I love you.” Kyle grabbed the soap and started working up a lather on Hunter’s amazing body.
“I know.” Hunter’s belly muscles rippled for him.
He moaned, a small little sound, admiring his lover’s great body.
“Been working on my abs.” Hunter flexed again.
“God, I want to lick you all over.” He got the soap rinsed off Hunter’s amazing body, then started to do just that, licking the water out of the dip at Hunter’s collarbone.
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�I missed you, lover. So bad.”
“Good. I’m glad.” He was. He’d begun to think that Hunter actually looked forward to the time his job took him away.
Hunter kissed him, slow and easy, the man watching him, connecting with him. He explored Hunter’s muscles with his hands, sliding over the water-slick skin, tracing pecs and abs and hips.
“Lover…” Hunter’s cock started swelling again—his lover hadn’t come twice already.
“My turn now, hmm?” Kyle went slowly to his knees.
“You don’t have to…” Hunter moaned, deep and low.
“That’s not the appropriate response, babe.” He laughed up at Hunter and licked the tip of his lover’s thick cock.
“Appropriate? Love your mouth, Kyle.”
He laughed and nodded. “Now, that’s appropriate.” He opened and took in the head of Hunter’s cock.
Hunter didn’t say anything else after that, just moaned. Kyle smiled then took Hunter back into his mouth, sucking the hot, silky flesh. The pace was easy, something sweet and right and familiar. Kyle explored Hunter’s cock with his tongue, tracing veins and licking at the slit. Hunter’s hips moved slow and steady, driving the thick heat between Kyle’s lips. Moaning, he let his eyes close and concentrated on the sensations, the tastes.
“Jesus, I love you.” Hunter sounded a little awed.
Kyle didn’t answer with words. Instead, he sucked harder, flicking his tongue across the slit in Hunter’s cock. Hunter’s hips bucked, erection jerking. He found his lover’s ass, grabbing a double handful to encourage Hunter to take what he wanted.
“Soon.” The one word was moaned, long and low.
Kyle nodded and swallowed around the head of Hunter’s cock. That thick cock jerked, and bitter-salt spunk splashed on his tongue. He swallowed it down, taking Hunter into him.
Hunter slumped against the bathroom tile, breathing hard. Kyle slowly let go of the softening cock, leaving licks and kisses.
“Welcome home, Hunter.”
“Mmm. Thank you, Kyle.”
“Come on. Let’s get some food in you.”
“Sounds perfect. You, sex, food.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” He slid up and pressed against his lover.
“It does.” Hunter looked at him, looked worried for about half a heartbeat, then he got a warm smile.
Kyle cupped Hunter’s cheek and leaned up to place a kiss on the hot mouth. “I love you.”
“Love you, more than life, man.”
“Mmm.” He kissed Hunter again, then grabbed one hand and tugged. “Come on. We’re too old to see if we can make it to round three, so let’s not embarrass ourselves trying.”
Hunter snorted, grabbed a couple of towels, and tossed him one. “I’m not that old, but that food smells great.”
“Oh, you’re not too old for a three-fer?” Kyle laughed and started drying Hunter off. “Maybe we’ll test that out after dinner.”
Hunter’s hands rubbed him dry. Kyle couldn’t remember the last time Hunter had been so…tactile, sensual. There. Oh, he knew Hunter loved him, but they’d been together long enough that the passion had faded. Or so he’d thought.
This, though… This was something else altogether, and Kyle liked it. He liked it a lot. Hunter was seeing him, admiring him. Loving him. And he saw and admired Hunter right back.
He found their robes and led Hunter into the kitchen. “Is it okay if we eat in here?” He’d set the kitchen table and not the dining room one, but now he didn’t know if Hunter wanted dinner to be special or not.
“It’s always okay to eat in here.” Hunter poured the wine, whistling away.
Kyle pulled the food out of the oven and set it on the table, bumping hips and touching Hunter as often as possible. Twice, Hunter grabbed him, kissed him. Kyle felt sexy and happy—he felt like he was falling in love all over again.
When the table was set and dinner was served, Hunter held out his chair for him, then sat close, and Kyle felt himself nearly fluttering from it. Hunter’s hand was on his thigh, moving in slow, random caresses. The conversation they had wasn’t any different than normal—Hunter had always been interested in his work, in his life.
It somehow felt like more today, though. Probably because of the touches, of the look in Hunter’s eyes. The air was certainly charged with energy, and Kyle found himself flirting as they moved from the main meal to dessert. “Berries and ice cream. I could feed you the fruit by hand.”
“I could eat them off your belly.”
His nostrils flared, his cock going hard just like that. “Hunter.”
“Mmmhmm?”
“You mean it?” He suddenly wanted that, very badly.
“I do.” Hunter’s eyes were like lasers.
“I’ll get naked. You can get the berries. They’re in the fridge.”
“Is there whipped cream?”
“Uh-huh. One of those squeezy bottles in the fridge door. Next to the milk.” He couldn’t tear his gaze away from Hunter’s.
“Cool.” Hunter licked his lips, moaned for him, deep and low.
Kyle couldn’t help himself—he pushed away from the table and jumped on Hunter, mouth crashing down on his lover’s tempting, full lips. Oh, fuck. Hunter’s lips were soft, swollen, parted for him and letting him in so easily, giving it up for him.
He wrapped his hands around Hunter’s head, his cock so hard, like he hadn’t already come twice less than an hour ago. “I want you.” He did, so very badly.
“I’m yours, Kyle.”
“I feel the same way, yeah?” He kissed Hunter again. “Come on. You get the strawberries, and I’ll get the naked and meet you in bed.”
“It’s a deal.”
Kyle laughed, nodded. “It is. Be quick.”
Another short kiss and he took off toward the bedroom, ass swaying, just in case Hunter was watching.
Chapter Five
His lips tingled and his cock was filling fast.
Damn, Kyle was…hot.
Hunter had fallen asleep on the plane and had had this dream. This kinky, wild, amazing dream that he didn’t even want to remember, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that he had strawberries and whipped cream in a fucking can.
When he got to the bedroom, Kyle was all ready for him, naked on the bed, lying on a sheet laid out just for this. His lover was slender but not skinny—Kyle worked out some, and it showed in the lightly muscled arms, the faint definition of abs on Kyle’s hot little belly.
“Oh, fuck. You…” Hunter’s hands actually shook a little bit.
Kyle leaned up on his elbows, cock bobbing against his belly, and smiled. “I hope so.”
Hunter knelt down on the bed, his robe falling open, and rubbed one piece of berry over Kyle’s hard flesh. The scent was wicked, fresh, surprising.
Kyle jerked, gasped. “Hunter! Damn.”
“Yeah.” He leaned down, tongue following the path of the strawberry.
Kyle made the best noises for him, all needy and wanton. He rubbed the tip of Kyle’s cock, licked. Rubbed. Licked. Kyle’s hands landed on his head, fingers curling into his hair as Kyle’s legs spread wide for him.
He nibbled the strawberry and pressed one into Kyle’s lips. Kyle opened up to take the berry in, lips wrapping around his fingers and sucking on them. He responded by taking Kyle’s cock in and sucking the tip. God, his man tasted so fucking good.
“Hunter!” He loved that desperate tone in Kyle’s voice. How long had it been since he’d heard Kyle want him so badly?
He let that heavy cock pop free, and he grabbed another berry. “Yes, lover?”
Kyle’s mouth opened, closed, opened again. “Please.”
“Anything.” He rubbed the cold berry over that hot, hot skin.
“Need you so bad.”
“I’m home for three weeks.”
“Gonna love on me the whole time?”
“Every second.” He sucked the tart sweetness off Kyle’s cock.
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He hummed in response, focused on the flavors—salty and sweet together. Kyle’s fingers slid over his face, tracing his lips, his cheeks. God, that was hot. He moaned, grinning as Kyle’s groan answered him. His lover’s legs shifted restlessly, spreading for him.
He reached for the whipped cream, before squirting a little bit on Kyle’s belly.
Kyle squeaked, jerked then laughed softly. “Oh, God. I love you.”
Hunter lapped the cream off before it melted. “Good.”
“That’s so sexy. You’re so sexy.”
“I’m yours.” He grinned and nibbled a little at the damp, soft skin around Kyle’s bellybutton.
Kyle’s breath hitched softly. “Uh-huh.”
He grabbed another berry and balanced it in Kyle’s navel, nibbling around the edges.
“Give me one.” Kyle’s hand trembled as he held it out.
He handed over a fat, red, plump one. Kyle leaned up and mashed the berry over Hunter’s chest, shifting to lick away the mess. Hunter flexed, head thrown back as Kyle licked at him. Taking his time, Kyle made a thorough job of it, tongue and breath hot on his skin.
“Jesus…” His nipples tingled, his cock hard as a rock.
“Uh-huh. That’s what you were doing to me.”
Hunter shifted, brought his nipple in line with Kyle’s lips. Kyle chuckled, blowing hot air across his skin, making it draw up. Groaning, Kyle wrapped his lips around the little bit of flesh, tugging on it. Hunter’s toes curled and his belly went rock hard.
Kyle’s fingers slid over his abs, a low groan vibrating around his nipple. His nipples were a little sensitive from how much he’d played with them on his own, and he arched, willing to take more.
Kyle licked and sucked and bit. “God, you’re just so hot tonight.”
“Fuck. They…they’re tender. It’s so good.”
“You been doing a lot of jacking off?” Kyle kept nibbling.
“I’ve been on the road.” What else was there to do?
“Watching porn and choking the chicken.” Kyle giggled softly.
“You know it. Just trying to get off when I don’t have you.”
“You’ve got me now.” Kyle pushed close, grabbing a berry and popping it in his mouth before fusing their lips together.
