Smoke Jumpers
M/M/F
He heard the crunching of gravel under tires and
then the car door slam. Familiar footfalls headed toward the house.
He held his breath and waiting for the tirade from his partner. Instead
of the berating he suspected arms wrapped around his waist. A head rested
on his shoulder. The warmth of his lover burned through his clothes
to his flesh. A heartbeat passed and then another.
Alonzo’s fingers raked over his thigh before
sliding into his jean pockets.
Soft, full lips kissed the side of his neck. He could barely believe
it. The shock of the embrace held him frozen while he waited for the
tender moment to shatter. His lover’s tongue licked a line over
his throat following his jugular. He bit down lightly causing a moan
to pass over Callin’s lips. Skilled hands began stroking his cock,
urging it to harden, through the material of his pockets.
“’lonzo, I—”
“Shhh.” He blew against his ear. “I
know, corazone. I over reacted. I’m sorry. On the drive back,
I had time to think. I know you’d never start any of those fires.
It goes against your nature. You love this life too much to fuck it
up.”
“About Merin. It was only a kiss. It didn’t
mean anything.”
His lover began rubbing him faster until his dick
was painful hard. He had to get it loose, but Alonzo slowed leaving
him wanting. He pulled away only to have a cold draft replace the spot
where his body was. Callin closed his eyes and shivered from the sudden
absence, but it was only momentary when he felt a tug on his arm. He
opened his eyes and stared into the forgiving ones of his lover. The
dark eyes smoldered with lust.
“Don’t worry about her right now.
The most important thing is you.” He pressed his mouth against
Callin’s lips and plunged his tongue between them. At once, Callin
responded to the other man, wrapping his arms behind him and grabbing
both ass cheeks. Their tongues touched and writhed together tasting
one another. He pulled away and gripped the other Rider’s hand.
He steered them toward the bedroom. Once there, he began to undress
watching Alonzo’s expression soften. His lover’s gaze trailed
over his body and settled on his cock.
“I need you, ‘Lonzo.” It was
true. He needed to know their relationship was okay and not unsettled
from what happened earlier.
Things might have been reconciled, but he needed
to feel that there was no tension between them. Alonzo quickly undressed
and approached him. His lithe body was tanned and sculpted. His black
hair hung to his shoulders and curled at the end. The dark shadow of
stubble ran along his chin. His caramel nipples were hard. Callin admired
his lover’s body marveling at how he had been afraid the first
night they had spent together. He was shy and never admitted his attraction
to men to his family, but it was another era and no one would have understood.
Running his fingers along Alonzo’s body,
he put a bit of his power behind the motion letting the heat trail over
his flesh. The small groan of pleasure was his reward from Alonzo’s
lips. He cupped his balls and squeezed them gently while running his
other hand up and down the hard shaft. It came alive against his palm.
He took one of those pert nipples and bit down teasing it with his tongue.
Slowly he planted kisses along Alonzo’s chest, following the sprinkling
of hair down his navel to his pelvic bone where he began to swirl his
tongue in circles. He began to go lower.
“No, love. Get on the bed.”
“But I—”
He dragged his hand along Callin’s cheek.
“Let me apologize to you.”
Callin nipped his skin and then did what he was
asked.
“Now lie back.”
Alonzo ran his hands up over his thighs, and then
followed with soft, kisses. Each one made Callin quiver from the pleasure
riding his veins. His nerves were on fire. He wanted to come so bad
but he focused beyond his body’s reactions. Alonzo paused, grabbed
a tube of lube from the bedroom draw, and took his place again between
Callin’s legs.