So this chapter got away from me…it started out as a simple glimpse into the life of Sam and Seth and turned into something more. Honestly I have never written a lemon before EVER so I sort of began this with the hopes of practicing and testing out my smut skills. While Edward and Jaspers love making will be the next chapter I NEEDED to give it a dry run with two people who like to have fun sex and have been together with each other for so long. No complex emotions other than love here. And I hope that as I titled this chapter the Appetizer it will wet your tongues for the main course next time. Much thanks to Misty for reading and encouraging the making of this lemon pie! She is a very good teacher!
Happy reading!
XOXO Maria/Philomina
Sam counted the fact that Seth loved bubble bath as just one more of the limitless reasons he loved him. Particularly this lavender stuff that swirled and swam around his aching body, washing away not only the dirt and grime of a work day but cleansed his mind, and spirit making him feel fresh and ready for the Christmas activities that would take place in 2 days.
His large body engulfed by the massive footed bathtub was ready to find some peace and quiet for a week, ready to not lift anything heavier than a load of presents or his Seth's legs over his shoulders. He didn't want to smell the scent of dirty unwashed hicks milling around him with their gruff attitudes. All he wanted was the aroma of cinnamon and baked goods and the smell of Seth's hair as he slept against his chest.
He was so spoiled.
If Sam had been asked 7 years ago if he was ever going to yearn for a lavender bath salt soak over an easy chair and a 6 pack of Millers after work he would have punched them.
He picked up the red wash cloth and squirted some OldSpice bodywash onto it, lathering the white suds and running it along the sore pecks that peaked from the murky waters.
No, that person would have been labeled as a 'dangerous' thing…someone who might uncover the part of himself that he had beaten and buried into submission, throwing it into the well…closet never to see the light of day. For his whole life he had worked to kill the needs that rose in him whenever he had glimpsed a bit of male flesh in the lockers in high school, or when he saw an men's underwear add in a store. For years it had been a shameful part of his being, weather from the fact it existed or the fact that he didn't allow it to breath…didn't have the courage to show his true colors.
If Sam hadn't taken that job at that nightclub, unknowing just what kind of nightclub it was he would be bouncing for, he would have been sitting in a dingy dirty apartment, fighting to fuck girls so he could feel 'straight' and living in misery.
He never would have known Seth's presence in his life, his mind and heart.
Speaking of which he wondered if his husband was still engrossed in his show, leaning a foot out of the bath he knocked the door open with his toe and laughed at the sight of Seth, in his little white T shirt and lime green boxer briefs sitting on the edge of their bed, legs crossed and a jar of Nutella in one hand a spoon in the other, eyes fixed on the flickering TV screen.
He was told it was the season finale of Project Runway and that nothing was going to tear him away from this apparently crucial episode.
Sam understood. He felt the same way when "Epic Cage Battle 2011" was on this summer. Although when Sethie had waltzed in from visiting the neighbors pool, red speedo all wet and shit…yeah he had been very grateful for the TVs pause button…
"You stupid whore!" He smiled listening to Seth rant at whatever was going on in the box. "What on earth would make you think that green was festive you tasteless creation?" He stuck a spoonful of the chocolate and hazelnut spread in his mouth and waved the utensil in the air angrily.
To Sam there was nothing more adorable than watching Seth get worked up…whether it be about work or his loved ones…or in bed. His big brown eyes would get the size of saucers and he would bounce around like an angry rubber ball, flapping his arms and clicking his tongue. He had seen this more than once and it always served to put a smile on his face. Though he would always know that while Seth's bitch mode was epic…Seth's super bitch mode was terrifying… the boy knew how to throw a punch and a good one at that.
He chuckled at the memories and listened as another round of cursing started.
"Of course Nina Garcia doesn't like it!" he was really getting worked up now. "Honestly! I don't think a hobo would even wear your dress!"
Sam just smirked and dunked his head under the water washing away the suds and making Seth's voice muffled.
He was happy right now…happier than he ever would have dreamed he could be. He had come a long way from the tired frightened man who stood in the corner of that bar trying to look menacing but only having eyes for the gyrating hips of the dark haired boy dancing on the bar table. He hadn't been a man then…but he certainly was one now.
His breath running out Sam broke the surface of the water and let out an undignified yelp, water sloshing noisily around at the sight of Seth standing over him his eyes wide and his face a mask of wonder.
"What's wrong? Jeez! Don't do that too me!" he laughed weakly hoping to wipe the stunned look off his loves face. "I thought you were watching your show?"
"I was but…Sam…didn't you hear it?" the alarm in his voice made Sam sit upright and he frowned.
"No? What wrong? Did someone break in? I locked the doors before I…"
"Not that!" Seth waved his hands. " I had the bedroom window open…it was a little warm in the room and the winter air smells so good…but then I heard it!"
Sam sighed, "Was it those damn kids again? Were they calling their cats home? Honest to God, its 12 at night…"
"Sammy no!" he leaned over the tub and put his soft little hands on his wet shoulders. The touch made him shiver in pleasure, "I heard the wolves."
Now he was lost. "Wolves? In the city?"
"Yes! The wolves of our people! They were talking to me!" Ah…that was what this was about. Though Seth hadn't grown up on the Rez like he had, his grandmother still believed in the old ways. That they had descended from a pack of wolves and that the creatures had given some among the Quilute tribe powers of the psychic kind. Namely Seth's Grandma Redtree, who had passed the power of communication down to her favorite slightly effeminate he himself had never believed in the tales, Seth had always taken a particular liking to the stories of the guardians and their ability to tell their humans tidings of good or evil.
Because he loved him Sam went along with it.
"Oh I see…and what did they say?" Just because he went along with it didn't mean he didn't tease him. Seth rolled his eyes at his tone and hand on hip glared at him.
"They said that something good has happened tonight…something good that will help a soul to heal and to bring happiness to a broken heart."
"Hmmmm…"
"I think they are talking about Jasper."
"You do…?" Sam was still skeptical about the silent lethal man who had slipped into their lives, captivating Edward's heart. Though a small part of him wasn't too certain about the ex-convict, the larger half of him recognized much of the same pain and emptiness in Jasper that had filled his life for so many years. He was hoping for the man's sake that Edward would work the same magic on him that Seth still wove into their lives today.
"Well," he replied leaning across the bath at pulled on Seth's hand bringing him to kneel down besides the tub. "If anyone needs healing its him…I can tell you that much." Be brought the smooth palm to his lips and kissed it gently, "He is a hurt one that's for sure…I hope the wolves are right then…even if I think they are Mrs. Ablars German Shepard's."
Seth rolled his eyes again but smiled amused as Sam rubbed the hand on his water drenched face.
"Yes…I think he does need something sweet in his life." He whispered giggling as he licked a trace of the Nutella off his fingers.
"So is the show over?" he asked changing the subject.
"No but I know who is going to win…it's a stupid choice and I can't watch another moment of it…I wanted to come in here and be with you." The last part had died into a gentle tone that made Sam's heart clench. His Sethie was so sweet when he laid his head alongside the edge of the porcelain and gazed at him. His eyes flickered down to the murky water.
"I'm sad though…I can't see my friend when you are in the water like that…"
Sam chuckled. "You'll just have to coax him out of the water then…" Seth's smile turned wicked and he reached a hand to fish around in the water for his dick that was already springing to life.
But Sam had other ideas.
He caught the arm before it reached his flesh and pulled a serious face on.
"Not just yet Seth…I have another idea of how to fish…sometimes all it needs is the sound of its mate to make it come to the surface…"
Seth's eyes widened and he gulped at the look of raw lust that must have flooded his eyes. He growled and yanked him gently into a stand position…his mouth a directly at level with those green underwear…and the treasure they hid.
Once he realized what his husband was planning to do, a little moan left his lips and he sucked in his lip, making Sam want nothing more to make that little mouth open again…gasping in pleasure.
Without a word he snatched the waist band of the boxer briefs down and watched in pure carnal fascination as Seth's dick bounced upwards just straining so beautifully towards his lips.
"Sam…" Seth groaned and wrapped his fingers through his wet hair…he knew how he liked it. Sam loved to feel the pull on his hair the sensation of the slight pain mixed with the tingling one got when someone played with your hair…it was unbelievable…
He inhaled the sweet smell of his mate, allowing the pheromones to make him hard and get his mouth watering for what was to come….literally.
"You smell so fucking hot…" he rasped and without a word sunk his lips onto the warm flesh, sliding Seth's length past his tongue down his throat…he was good at taking it all in now.
The little cry of pure ecstasy that his husband let loose made his "friend" stand all the way to attention…that fast that hard.
The short hairs, perfectly trimmed around Seth's groin enriched the smell, and he hummed swirling his tongue around the hot flesh still held down his gullet. He waited for the barest of seconds and then grasped the plump naked ass that was within reach and started sucking and bobbing like his life depended on it. It felt so good to have his love in his mouth…in his body making him wild with lust. Seth was incoherent and thrust his hips pitifully trying to get more relief.
Sam wasn't having that just yet.
He stopped sucking and Seth cried out begging for him to continue for his mouth to keep going… Sam just chuckled darkly.
"No." he whispered and took Seth's dick into both his hands rubbing the lush pink head while the other one stroked up and down happy at the added precum that was giving a little lubrication.
Slick…sleek….wet…. Just how he liked his boy.
Taking one hand off he down stroked then brought the other right behind it then repeated the pattern making sure Seth's cock always had a hand on it. His lovers strangled scream and head rolling back were testament enough to the pleasure he was feeling. This was one of Sam's favorite ways to receive a handjob…it was like fucking an endless tunnel, the pleasure being almost too much to bear.
Seth collapsed forward arms bracing on his wet shoulders his face inches from Sam's own. He could smell the chocolate issuing from his lovers open gasping mouth…it was divine.
"Please…Sam! Please!" He was on the verge of falling into the water with him.
"You like that baby? Does it feel good when you fuck my hands?" He stopped his movements and reached down to fondle the heavy trimmed balls. Pretty little jewels.
"Yes!" He gasped out, "I love fucking your hands…they are so rough and strong…" He seemed to be able to collect himself and lifted his head to stare back with the fire and sass that made Sam's dick even harder than it was.
"Big too…like the cock I was able to coax out of the water…" they both looked down at Sam's plum shaded head peeking out of the sudsy water. "I'll bet he wants some action too? He wants to get inside me huh? I want that too..." Seth reached a hand down and smirked at the pure lust that must have flashed across his eyes. "I wanna taste it… Want to have it inside of me…letting me see what it's going to do to my ass when I let it out of my mouth…"
Sam wasn't known for being a patient man.
He stood suddenly in the tub water pouring off his muscles and grabbing Seth head he shoved him down onto his knees the perfect height to his crotch.
"Get it in your mouth…now." He commanded. Seth just smiled innocently up at him big brown eyes all wide and pretty. He dared to shake his head.
"If you want me to fuck you…which I know you do cause your ass hasn't had my dick in it for a week…and it's a hungry little hole…then you are gonna put my cock in that mouth and you are gonna suck me and smell me and taste me until I tell you to stop…"
The twinkle in his lover's eyes signaled to him that he wasn't going to give into it that easily. Seth had a thing for rough play sometimes and apparently he was in the mood for it tonight. It had been so long since they had fucked he shouldn't have been surprised.
Two always played at this game.
He grabbed Seth's chin between his fingers and the action caused his lips to fall open and Sam held him there grazing the his head across those wet lips watching as his precum glazed them.
"Lick it up baby…it's all for you…get a taste and you can slurp it all you want if you're good."
That sweet pink tongue darted out and Sam watched in fascination as his jizz was wiped away. Seth groaned and nodded his head stare pleading.
"I want more." Was all he said before he shot forward and sunk his penis to the back of his tight hot throat. Sam's big hands still covered with Seth's precum laced through the dark hair of his head thrusting wildly into his husband's hollowed cheeks.
"Such a good boy, baby. You suck it so nice for me…I'll bet…" he paused in a pant as Seth's hand fondled his ball sack, "I'll bet you were thinking about this all week while I was working all those late nights…I know I was. I would be out at the site and suddenly all I could think about surrounded by those ugly ass motherfuckers I work with was your tight little mouth wrapped around my cock. Did you think about us fucking at night? Were you in this bathtub fingering yourself open wishing those little fingers could even fill you up?"
Seth just sucked harder. More vigorously.
After a minute or two Sam couldn't take it anymore. He needed to cum in his husband's ass, needed to remark him let him feel his seed sloshing around in that tummy of his then seeping out of his pretty hole.
It was the work of moments and he was out of the tub bending Seth over the bathroom sink and was slicking up his cock with the lube that always was in the shower rack.
Seth was pleading with him to get in him but even in the heat of passion, no matter how rough he got, Sam always tried to make sure he fingered him open a bit. They had had unprepared sex before and the pleasure was very one sided.
Once Seth was ready, Sam paused and looked at their reflections in the lit mirror over the sink. Seth's face was perfection: eyes big and wanton, his lips all wet and open some spit and precum leaking out onto his chin. His hair was wild and his pert little ass was back towards him, greased up opening all flushed and fluttering just waiting for him to slide in.
"You ready babe?" he slapped his dick against his ass the obscene smacking noise making Seth shake and nod.
Without a word Sam slid himself into his hole inch by inch letting Seth get used to it though by the way he was bucking his hips he didn't need much time to adjust.
God, how did it always feel this good this right being inside of him? They fit together perfectly and all felt so unreal and wonderful and passionate when they were connected like this. They locked eyes and the world faded away and it was just them, doing together what lovers had done since the dawn of time, the dance of hips and flesh and sweat and semen all rolled into the act of bringing two beings whose hearts and minds were close to being even closer in the body. In all his life, Sam never felt this complete as he did when he was buried 8 inches into his husband bringing his love as much pleasure and promise as he was receiving.
It was about to boil over any second now…his hips were jack hammering into him and Seth was jacking himself off furiously. Suddenly he had the urge to see those tiny soft hands rubbing one out on that pretty dick.
"Hold on baby…" Sam leaned down and whispered, stealing his movements. He brought Seth back against his chest and with his body still buried deep took a hand and brought Seth's left leg to bend onto the counter top giving them both a full view of Sam's penis clenched in that tight ass.
"Look at that honey…your nice cock all red along your belly that I'm gonna pump full soon…and you can watch my dick do this…" he pulled out and was almost stunned into silence at the sight of that hard flesh leaving Seth's body and thrusting back in. "Isn't that a nice scene? It makes me so much more hard…"
"Sam…" Seth gasped out and wrapped one hand around his neck the other around his cock tugging at the crimson skin.
"That's it baby…play with it…let me see you cum."
It only took a few good plunges from his dick and a twist of the wrist before the sweetest jizz he had ever tasted flew from that opening and sprayed onto his tan stomach.
Smiling at the blissful look on his face, Sam held his Seth close and continued to fuck him…it didn't take long before he kept his promise and marked his mate with his seed. It gushed fourth and painted the walls of his ass the sound of their joining becoming sticky and sloppy.
Perfect.
There was only silence afterwards. Only the harshness of breath and the sound of smacking kisses as they curled around each other.
"That was so good Sammy…" Seth drawled and sighed, leaning back onto his husband. "So good…I missed this baby."
Sam cuddled his face into Seth's sweaty neck, placing kisses along his collar bone. He could never be as happy as he was in this moment he didn't think.
"Yeah babe…maybe those wolves were right…something good certainly did happen."
I hope you all had fun with it and it lived up to pervy expectations! Love you all and let me know what you think!