This is my first story as a newer author. It has not been beta read and it may be a little blocky...or what I call blocky.
WARNING: This is a male/male intimate interaction. Please, no flame reviews...you know what you're reading when you click on the link.
Disclaimer: I do not own Falling Skies or anything dealing with it whatsoever.
I hope you all enjoy.
Sometimes, I'm not sure how to react to his hug. It radiates heat and my body fills with electricity. I wanted to steal that warmth and make it completely my own.
I lay my head in the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent, letting my arms linger around his back hoping he plays it off as just a sign of affection and nothing more. It doesn't help when he sinks his head into my neck and lays a small open mouthed kiss to the base. I'm sure he caught on to my breath catching in my throat because he kissed it again and then again with a little more fervor.
A small whimper escaped my lips and my grip grew tighter to this man. Our hearts slamming in our chests and in the heat of the moment I took his neck between my lips also, the scent and taste driving my senses wild with need. Moaning, one of his hands gripped my ass to grind us together and the other grabbed the back of my neck. He turned his head and kissed me full on the lips.
Teeth clanked as the need to possess each other overwhelmed both of us. Once we gained a rhythm, he bit at my lip and started exploring the inside of my mouth. He was everywhere. He kept grinding into me with a deep need and tasting me like I was a sweet candy that he couldn't get enough of. His whimpers and moans of pure ecstasy fueled my thrusts into his grinding causing even more moaning from both of us.
We were lost in each other and didn't care to know why or when this all happened. For now, it was just me and him in a dark wooded area, falling to pieces. With two more deep thrusts, he practically screamed from the release; my name falling from his lips. Hearing my name screamed in the throes of passion sent me flying hard over the edge in the most intense orgasm of my entire life. Both shaking and out of breath, we gripped onto each other like our sanity depended on it.
Still in our embrace, he finally spoke in a hushed voice, "Ben, what just happened?". I couldn't speak and gripped him tighter, afraid he was going to reject me. I softly choked out a cry of pure love, my entire body shaking, unsure of wanting to know his reaction to all of this.
"Whatever this was, I will still always love you. Are you ok?" I silently nodded my head against his neck.
"I love you Dad, more than you know." Tom lifted my head and kissed me softly on the lips. My eyes instantly closed and a shiver went through my spine as I melted into the kiss, creating an everlasting memory of this moment. Reluctantly, we both parted and his "Me too Ben, so much."
