All Night Long
Chapter Five: Page Three
He drew his thumb along his neck and followed the line
of his jaw up to his ear. Just touching him made him
want him all over again. "Didn't you ever just sit
outside at night as a kid and make up silly pictures out
of the stars by connecting the dots?"
He felt him shake his head. "Never."
Considering his tumultuous family life, he'd probably
missed out on most fun childhood antics. "Me and my
sister did it all the time. I still do it sometimes."
"Really?" he asked incredulously.
"Sure." He grinned, determined to share something
special with him. "Look up at the sky and stars and tell
me what you see."
The water around him swished as he turned around to
brace his elbows on the edge of the tub. He was quiet
for long moments, then he said, "I see a butterfly, and
a heart. And over there I see a serpent."
He chuckled at the excitement he exhibited, glad that
he still had a bit of kid left in him after his
suppressed childhood. He spent the next half hour
playing connect the stars, their time together
lighthearted, silly, and carefree in a way he'd never
seen from him before. And with every second that passed,
his desire for him escalated.
While he continued to spout off imaginary, star-studded
pictures, he moved along the edge of the Jacuzzi until
he found him. He settled in behind him, his rounded
ass nestling against his cock, his erect dick
sliding between his thighs. He massaged his shoulders
with strong hands, eased his thumbs along the taut
tendons in his neck.
"Seifer," he breathed, and attempted to turn around.
He stopped him before he could fully execute the move.
"Shh, just relax and enjoy."
His head lolled forward, giving his fingers access to
more muscles, more sensitive flesh. "Umm, this hardly
seems fair."
"Do you hear me complaining?" He pressed a kiss to his
exposed neck, nipped at his shoulder, and soothed the
love bite with his tongue. "When was the last time you
let anyone pamper you?"
He groaned as he kneaded the taut muscles bisecting the
slope of his back, all the way down to the base of his
spine. "Never."
That's what he'd thought. He was too busy taking care
of himself. "Then let me take care of you for a change."
As soon as the comment fell from his lips, he felt him
stiffen...and immediately knew he'd used the wrong
choice of words for a man who prided himself on
depending on no one but himself.
To be continued...
Chapter Five: Page Three
He drew his thumb along his neck and followed the line
of his jaw up to his ear. Just touching him made him
want him all over again. "Didn't you ever just sit
outside at night as a kid and make up silly pictures out
of the stars by connecting the dots?"
He felt him shake his head. "Never."
Considering his tumultuous family life, he'd probably
missed out on most fun childhood antics. "Me and my
sister did it all the time. I still do it sometimes."
"Really?" he asked incredulously.
"Sure." He grinned, determined to share something
special with him. "Look up at the sky and stars and tell
me what you see."
The water around him swished as he turned around to
brace his elbows on the edge of the tub. He was quiet
for long moments, then he said, "I see a butterfly, and
a heart. And over there I see a serpent."
He chuckled at the excitement he exhibited, glad that
he still had a bit of kid left in him after his
suppressed childhood. He spent the next half hour
playing connect the stars, their time together
lighthearted, silly, and carefree in a way he'd never
seen from him before. And with every second that passed,
his desire for him escalated.
While he continued to spout off imaginary, star-studded
pictures, he moved along the edge of the Jacuzzi until
he found him. He settled in behind him, his rounded
ass nestling against his cock, his erect dick
sliding between his thighs. He massaged his shoulders
with strong hands, eased his thumbs along the taut
tendons in his neck.
"Seifer," he breathed, and attempted to turn around.
He stopped him before he could fully execute the move.
"Shh, just relax and enjoy."
His head lolled forward, giving his fingers access to
more muscles, more sensitive flesh. "Umm, this hardly
seems fair."
"Do you hear me complaining?" He pressed a kiss to his
exposed neck, nipped at his shoulder, and soothed the
love bite with his tongue. "When was the last time you
let anyone pamper you?"
He groaned as he kneaded the taut muscles bisecting the
slope of his back, all the way down to the base of his
spine. "Never."
That's what he'd thought. He was too busy taking care
of himself. "Then let me take care of you for a change."
As soon as the comment fell from his lips, he felt him
stiffen...and immediately knew he'd used the wrong
choice of words for a man who prided himself on
depending on no one but himself.
To be continued...