“Are you sure?” Bily asked. “I don’t mind
sleeping on the couch.”
“Nope, let’s go up,” Ian said.
Bily lifted his head off Ian’s lap and began to
stand. Ian tried to do the same, but Bily put his hand on
Ian’s chest and nudged him back down. “Now come
on, Ian, wait one minute. I’l handle this…. I mean, do
you mind if I do this my way?”
Ian smiled and nodded as Bily removed the
icepack from his ankle, walked over, and placed it in
the sink.
“Just stay put. I’m going up to turn down the bed.
I’l be right back.”
Ian watched Bily climb the stairs as his mind
leaped into overdrive.
Is this man real? Why, after all
these years, do I feel a connection to someone
again? Why now? I don’t want this, I don’t need
this, but the pull is so strong. Should I take this to
the next step? Is it fair to Billy?
Ian didn’t have any
answers, but for some reason, he didn’t care.
The only
thing to do
, he decided,
is to take it one day at a
time and see how it plays out
. This was probably
going nowhere, and it would fizzle out like a dying
ember soon enough. Bily was probably just being nice
to him, anyway, and wasn’t realy looking for anything
more. That thought made Ian relax a little. After al, he
wasn’t a teenager any longer; he could enjoy a man’s
company and not make any more of it than that.
Couldn’t he?
When Bily reached the bedroom, he turned
down the bed and then walked over to the fireplace,
which was wel stocked with kindling, wood, and
matches, and started a fire. He looked around and
spotted some candles artfuly placed throughout the
room and lit each one. Taking one last look around, he
started downstairs. The room looked very inviting, he
thought.
He came down the stairs quietly in case Ian had
dozed off, but Ian was in the same spot Bily had left
him, staring at the ceiling. To Bily, he seemed to be in
deep thought, almost troubled.
“Ian,” Bily whispered. “You ready to go
upstairs?”
“Anytime you are, cowboy,” Ian replied.
Bily turned off the stereo, made sure the fire
screen was in place to catch any stray embers, and
turned off al but one lamp.
Just as Ian stood, as reliable as a bil colector,
Bily had Ian in his arms again. Ian started to protest
and then felt himself melting into Bily’s chest, his face
buried against his neck, determined to enjoy the ride.
When they reached the top of the stairs, Ian
inhaled the comforting smel of wood burning, and he
knew Bily had started a fire. The thought made his
heart melt and, at the same time, skip a beat. If he’d
had any doubts about taking this relationship to the next
level with Bily, they were gone now.
Ian looked around the room as Bily placed him in
his bed. “How did you know this was my side of the
bed?”
“Wel,” Bily said, “the telephone and clock are
on this side, so I just figured this must be the place.” He
sat down on the bed beside Ian. “I hope you don’t
mind, but I took the liberty to warm things up a little.
With that icepack on and off of your foot every twenty
minutes, I know you must have been chiled to the
bone. I didn’t want to take you out of a warm, cozy
environment and put you into a cool, dark bedroom.”
“I don’t mind at al,” Ian whispered. “You’re
being realy sweet. I don’t deserve this.”
“You deserve everything in life and more, and
don’t you forget it,” Bily said as he brushed Ian’s
cheek.
Bily leaned in, and it wasn’t long before Ian felt
ful, warm lips over his. He wanted and needed Bily in
a way he hadn’t experienced in ages. Ian found Bily’s
lips to be hungry and forceful but tender and gentle as
wel. Ian leaned back on the bed and took Bily with
him. Moving gently without breaking the kiss, Bily
positioned himself on the bed next to Ian, careful not to
touch his ankle.
Bily began to explore Ian’s mouth, tasting him,
taking him, making him feel alive and deserving of al he
was being given. Finaly Bily broke the kiss. He moved
his mouth to Ian’s ear and whispered, “You okay?”
“I’m better than okay, I’m great. Please don’t
stop.”
That was al Bily needed to hear. On the way
down to Ian’s neck, he stopped to run his teeth over his
earlobe. Ian shook as if he had caught a chil. His neck
tasted soft, sweet, and delicious. Bily covered every
inch of Ian’s neck with gentle kisses while he rubbed his
chest and caressed his nipples through his T-shirt. He
lifted Ian to a sitting position and puled his shirt over his
head to expose bronze-colored, perfectly round
nipples, wel-defined pectorals, and a set of six-pack
abs, al waiting to be tasted. Bily was in heaven. He
made another mental note about going back to the gym.
Ian felt out of control, shivering like a baby just
taken out of a warm bath. He wanted Bily in every
way, to cover him, to warm him, to take him. Ian lifted
up on one elbow and whispered, “It’s your turn,
cowboy. Off with the shirt.”
Bily blushed but did as he was told. Ian watched
Bily cross his strong muscular arms and grab at the hem
of his tight T-shirt to pul it over his head. When he
threw the shirt across the room, Ian saw Bily’s chest
muscles flex with the movement of his arms. Ian puled
Bily back down to the bed and ran his lips over his
already erect nipples. Bily moaned and whispered,
“That feels realy good.” Ian continued rubbing Bily’s
chest, flicking his tongue in and out over his nipples until
Bily’s shivers matched his own. He slowly moved up to
Bily’s neck and nibbled at every inch while running his
hands through Bily’s thick black hair. Ian felt somewhat
confined, as he couldn’t maneuver his right leg as he
would have liked, but hel, he didn’t care about the pain
right now. Al he cared about was Bily.
Bily gently roled Ian onto his back and straddled
his waist. He could feel Ian’s erection through his jeans,
and the thought instantly made him hard as a rock.
While staring into Ian’s eyes, Bily lifted up on to his
knees and motioned for Ian to lift his hips. He slid Ian’s
gym shorts down and carefuly off, never forgetting
about his ankle. Bily again straddled Ian and positioned
his ass slightly over his knees, careful not to put any
weight on Ian’s legs. In that position, Bily could see
Ian’s dick clearly outlined in his tight navy thigh-length
Polo briefs. The head of Ian’s cock rested right above
the waistband. It was perfectly shaped, thick and evenly
proportioned. Bily imagined neatly trimmed blond
pubic hair and a hefty pair of bals underneath. As Ian
watched Bily explore his body, his dick became
thicker, and his underwear began to strain a little more
against his cock. When Bily leaned forward, his face
was right at Ian’s crotch. Bily buried his face in Ian’s
underwear, inhaling every bit of his aroma. His scent
was clean and fresh, with a strong hint of his own male
scent.
Bily couldn’t stop. He ran his teeth along the
length of Ian’s dick through his underwear and felt Ian
shiver. Bily could feel his pulse throb with every beat of
his heart. Ian lifted up just a bit, and Bily slid his
underwear off as he had done with the gym shorts.
Finaly, Ian lay there naked from head to toe. Bily was
frozen. Al he could do was stare at the beautiful man in
front of him.
Ian sat up and grabbed at the waistband of Bily’s
jeans. “I want you naked.”
When Ian unbuttoned the top button of Bily’s
jeans, Bily gently roled off of Ian and stood at the side
of the bed. Ian watched intently as Bily released the
rest of the buttons on his 501s, shimmied his jeans
down to his ankles, and stepped out of them. As he
removed his socks, he felt a little exposed, but Ian
seemed to be enjoying the show. Ian smiled when he
saw the outline of Bily’s thick, erect cock tucked away
in gray Calvin Klein boxers and the trail of black hairs
fading from his navel into the concealment of his
underwear.
“Now step out of your underwear,” Ian
whispered.
Bily did as he was told. Ian raised the covers,
reached for Bily’s hand, and gently puled him back
into bed. Both of them naked now, their breath was
hushed as Ian moved his hand over Bily’s bare
shoulder, running his fingers gently across his flesh,
tracing his face.
Bily moved closer and was excited to find Ian’s
cock stil hard and pressing against his thigh. Ian closed
his eyes as Bily’s other hand moved down his body, his
fingers running along Ian’s soft flesh before finding his
stiff cock and starting to caress it. Ian moaned with
pleasure as he felt himself being taken over by Bily,
being consumed by him. When Bily shifted and slid
down, he was looking directly at Ian’s cock. Ian
whimpered when Bily took him into his mouth. The
moist heat of Bily’s mouth was mind-blowing for Ian.
He loved the feel of Bily’s tongue as it slid up and
down his shaft, curling around his skin. Ian wanted this
to go on forever.
When Bily tasted Ian for the first time, his
masculine scent filed Bily’s shalow gasp for breath.
Bily could think of nothing except making Ian happy.
This second, this minute, this hour, pleasing Ian was al
that mattered. Bily tightened his lips around Ian and
slowly slid up and down his shaft, amazed at how warm
and alive he felt. Ian’s cock felt amazing as Bily gave
himself over and let Ian’s cock invade his mouth. As
Bily continued to pleasure Ian, he felt himself becoming
rock hard and ready to come at any point.
Ian reached a hand down to Bily’s shoulder and
said, “Won’t last much longer, Bily. I’m close and I’m
not ready to end this just yet. I want to make it last.”
Bily slowly looked up to the most beautiful pair of
piercing green eyes he had ever seen. Ian’s wavy blond
hair framed his face, and his smile was warm and
wanting. He could get lost in those eyes and not care if
he was ever found.
Bily slid up to the head of the bed and took Ian’s
mouth, gently at first and then with a raw need Ian had
rarely experienced. When the kiss ended, Ian sat up
and gently roled Bily over onto his stomach. He
continuously rewarded Bily’s neck, back, and
shoulders with sensual kisses. His lips and tongue
traced Bily’s spine down to the curve of his ass,
stopping only to admire his round, hairy, muscular ass
cheeks. Ian brought his knees up, carefuly moved his
injured ankle over Bily’s ass, and straddled his lower
back.
“Be careful, Ian,” Bily whispered.
Ian knew instinctively that Bily’s concern was
only for him, and just for a flash, he let himself feel
cherished. Then Ian reached up and placed his
forefinger over Bily’s lips as if to silence him.
Bily took Ian’s finger into his warm mouth and
savored its taste. Ian felt a bolt of pleasure run through
his body at the simple action. He withdrew his finger
and began to lightly rub and massage Bily’s back,
bringing chil bumps to his flesh.
Ian gently roled Bily over onto his back and
eased on top of him. He stared into Bily’s deep blue
eyes, imagining his head roling back in pleasure when
he came. If Ian had his way, that would be very soon.
He kissed Bily hard on the lips and then puled
away and began kissing his way down Bily’s wel-
developed, muscular chest. Ian’s lips found Bily’s left
nipple and began to tease it with his tongue. He felt Bily
arch his back and relax again. He teased both nipples
until they were hard and then he began to nibble at them
with his teeth.
Ian kissed his way down ever farther to the line of
hair that led to Bily’s bely button and continued down
to his groin. Bily’s dick was something to behold, Ian
thought as he kissed the tip and began to work it with