Home of His Own by T. Chase (classic fiction .TXT) 📗

slumberous and satiated. Pride and happiness welled in Randy because he was the one who put that look on Les’ face. Les cupped the back of Randy’s head and urged him down.

A full body shudder wracked Randy as Les licked the line of cum off his chin. He kissed Les, letting Les get the full taste. Their tongues dueled and stroked. Les started unbuttoning Randy’s jeans.

“I want you in me now.” Les stuffed his hand down the front of Randy’s pants, protecting Randy’s erection from the zipper.

“Please.” Randy sighed as his hard-on sprang free of its confinement.

Les pushed the jeans down past Randy’s hips, but didn’t try to take them off. Randy groaned as Les hooked his hands behind his knees and bared his ass to Randy’s gaze.

“Now, Randy!”

Les’ demand shook Randy. He looked towards the night stand where they kept a small supply of lube. Les’ foot nudged his chest and he met Les’ dark eyes.

“No. Just do it.”

Randy grasped his aching cock and smeared the pre-cum leaking from his head over it, hoping it would be enough, but knowing he wasn’t going to get a chance to get lube.

He must have been taking too long because Les tackled him, rolling him onto his back and straddling his hips.

Les spit in his own hand and reached behind him to slick up Randy’s shaft. “That’ll be enough.”

Gripping Les’ hips, he steadied his lover as Les lowered himself onto Randy’s cock.

A sharp in-take of breath was Les’ only sign of discomfort when the head of Randy’s prick breeched his ass. They both sighed when Randy was buried to the root.

“Whenever you’re ready, baby.” He trailed his hand over Les’ thigh, up to where Les’ cock was starting to take interest in the proceedings again.

Les eased up, allowing all but the head of Randy’s cock to slide out. Randy braced his heels on the mattress and thrust up, timing it to meet Les as his lover bore down.

“Shit,” he breathed.

Les’ ass was incredibly tight and hot. His inner channel clamped down on Randy’s prick, wringing cries from him with each stroke. Les’ hands landed on Randy’s chest, supporting him. Their movements became faster and harder, driving each of them closer to the edge.

Randy wanted Les to come first. With a surge, he flipped them without losing contact. He lifted Les’ legs to rest on his shoulders and started reaming his lover’s ass.

Les set one hand against the headboard to provide something to push against. His other hand pumped his own cock.

“Soon,” Les warned him.

“Come again for me, love. I want to feel you come on my cock.”

His thrusts were deep and fast, nailing Les’ gland each time. Les’ head fell back as his back arched. Strings of cum shot from Les’ cock and coated Les’ stomach. Randy kept slamming into Les. He wasn’t going to come until Les was done. Les sighed and smiled at him.

“Fuck me.”

Those two words broke Randy’s control. He rode Les quick and rough, taking him with enough force that Les had to brace his hands against the front of the bed frame to keep from being slammed into it.

When Les clenched his ass muscles around Randy’s cock, Randy cried out. His climax drove through him, sparking every nerve ending. It felt like he was going to explode as he flooded Les’ passage with cum.

He collapsed onto Les as his strength disappeared. Les’ legs slid off his shoulders and twined around his own. They snuggled until his breathing evened out. Randy moaned quietly as his softened cock slipped out of Les.

Pushing up on his elbow, he looked down to see Les had fallen asleep. His poor love.

The fall yesterday and all the work they had to do that day for the party had worn Les out.

He eased out of Les’ arms and stood up. He stripped off his clothes, tossing them towards the laundry basket.

Randy padded to the bathroom. He cleaned up and brought a warm wet cloth to wash the cum off Les before it dried. He tossed it back towards the other room.

He managed to get Les tucked under the blankets without waking him. After making sure Les was settled, he wandered over to the French doors leading to the patio off their bedroom. During the warm months, he would go back outside and double check all the horses and barns before he went to bed. He didn’t go outside that night because of the cold.

Les teased him about his nightly ritual. He never could explain to his love why he did it. Maybe deep inside he was still insecure about this family he’d found himself a part of. He kept expecting something bad to happen and he’d be alone again.

The sound of fabric brushing skin made him turn. Les leaned up on one elbow and held his hand out. The moonlight shining in from outside caught the silver ring on Les’

finger, making it gleam in the night.

“Come to bed, love. There’s no reason to be afraid.”

He went over and laid his own left hand in Les’, hearing the faint click as their rings touched. Les was right. He felt his fear disappear like fog fading away before the rising sun.

Randy slid under the covers, wrapped his arms around Les’ waist and rested his head on Les’ chest. The steady beat of Les’ heart soothed him. His home was here in this man’s arms.

The End

About the Author:

T.A. Chase lives a life without boundaries. Being fascinated by life and how different we all are, he writes about the things that make us unique. He finds beauty in all kinds of love and enjoys sharing those insights. He lives in the Midwest with his partner of nine years. When he isn’t writing, he’s watching movies, reading and living life to the fullest.

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