Dreaming in Color by Cameron Dane (mobi reader .TXT) 📗

that mixed pleasure with a hint of pain. When Marek had Colin openly moaning for more, he looked up, found Colin's gaze, and swallowed, taking the tip down his throat.

“Ohhh goddamnit…” Colin made a choking noise and bucked into Marek's face but quickly drew back and yanked his saliva-slick prick out of Marek's mouth. He covered Marek's fingers on his testicles and pried them off his body. “Stop, stop, you're killing me. I don't want to come yet; I want to feel you inside me first.” His hips swayed and his ass swished against the wall. “Get me ready. There's lube in the pocket inside my bag.”

Marek scrambled across the floor on all fours and tore into the duffel, uncaring if he ripped the material in his need to get inside. Once he opened the zipper, he shoved his hand into the interior pocket, feeling around until he fingered a cool, soft bottle with cellophane still protecting the contents. He whipped it out and put the cap to his teeth, removed the wrap as he crawled on his knees back to Colin.

Letting his focus travel up the perfection of male body before him, Marek swallowed a moan at the million different places and ways he would be able to fuck this man in this house for the rest of their lives. He popped the top of the lube and squirted a dollop on his fingers. “Slide down the wall and spread your legs for me.”

As if the wall itself were slick with lubrication, Colin lowered himself in one smooth motion. He landed on his tailbone with his legs bent and his thighs wide apart, his rosy pucker visible from between his cheeks. Holy fuck. The mixture of base and raw with incredible intimacy threw gasoline on the flame burning within Marek and somehow surged even more blood into his already granite-stiff erection. Colin licked his fingers and rubbed his own taint, snapping Marek out of his lust-induced paralysis.

“Here.” Marek brushed Colin's hand aside. “Let me.” He placed the pad of his thumb to the small triangle of thin skin and applied pressure. He kept it up and added an occasional flick from his short thumbnail into the mix. Soon Colin had his hand on his cock in an overhanded pull, and his hole pulsed with a beat all its own, enticing Marek to slide down to the bounty he knew it hid. The second Marek touched Colin's bud, it contracted and sucked in, shying away from his finger. Marek kept up twin pressure on Colin's perineum and snapped-shut entrance, relaxing the muscles around Colin's channel, smiling when Colin wiggled his ass into Marek's digit, seeking additional contact. Marek dipped down and licked Colin from taint to balls, pushed hard at his pucker, and slipped his finger into Colin's ass. He quickly forced in a second, and scorching moist heat clamped around his fingers; the powerful muscle sucked him deep and held him inside.

Colin grunted as his anus rippled with strong squeezes all around Marek's invasion. “Goddamnit.” He exhaled loudly and worked his channel over Marek's embedded fingers. “Another. Give me another.” He grabbed Marek's hand and tried to manipulate a third finger into his rectum. “Stretch me for your cock.”

Marek eased a third finger inside in steady increments, mindful of the continuous spasms wreaking havoc in Colin's ass. He withdrew all the way but had to push back in quickly before Colin's entrance closed back up. “Jesus.” Marek twisted his digits within Colin's channel, coating his walls with lube as well as trying to relax his snug chute. “You're always so fucking hot and tight.”

“I haven't touched…” Colin stopped, gasping as Marek pumped his fingers within. Colin's passage clenched with unfathomable tightness on Marek's invasion, working to shrink the opening Marek created with his penetration. Clearing his throat, Colin finished, “I haven't had anything inside me since the last time I had sex with you.”

“Shit, sweetness,” Marek uttered, stunned. Not even a toy since the last time I was there. Unable to stop, Marek pulled out his fingers and quickly moved in for the taking. He spread his thighs wide, eased his knees under Colin's legs, and shifted the man's ass off the floor. Fitting his cock right up to Colin's rapidly shrinking asshole, Marek lifted his gaze and got lost in the depth of green he found in Colin's. “I'm not gonna last long this first time with you.”

Colin snaked his hand around Marek's neck and dragged him close. “Do it.” He nudged his asshole against Marek's cockhead. He stole a kiss and whispered, “Fuck me now.”

Marek sealed his mouth to Colin's and drove deep at the same time, sinking his penis into Colin to the root. Colin's scorching passage closed in around Marek's cock in the most intimate form of embrace, and both men shuddered as it happened. Marek squeezed his eyes shut and breathed through the delicious connection between his body and Colin's, from top to bottom. On a deeper level, his chest pained him as his soul reached out from his core and collided with Colin's, entwining as completely and deeply as their physical bodies.

Opening his eyes, Marek looked at Colin and started to move. He slid his hands down to Colin's ass to hold him steady and rocked his length back and forth, taking and retreating over and over again. Colin held him firmly around the neck, as if he never planned to let Marek go, and Marek fell the rest of the way home.

“I love you.” The words scraped Marek's throat ragged coming out, and unshed tears burned behind his eyes. “I've never said that out loud to anyone. I didn't know I could.” He opened his mouth over Colin's, occasionally brushing lips and tongues, but truthfully craving any kind of closeness he could find, even shared air. These new emotions rubbed Marek raw inside to think, feel, and speak, but now he knew it would hurt even more not to say it. “I