Jory Strong - Two Spirits

They kissed. They explored with soapy hands, neither of them in a hurry to leave the steamy intimacy of the shower.

Trey savored every moment, committed each touch to memory as the lust between them built until he was panting, shivering. “I’m going to come,” he said, buttocks clenching, fighting against it, his hand circling his cock and tightening painfully to prevent it.

He was barely aware of getting out of the shower, of drying off and somehow making it to the bed. He moaned when Tenino came down on top of him.

Trey spread his legs, welcomed the feel of hard cock against hard cock, of heated skin and smooth, firm muscle. Soft, desperate sounds escaped as he thrust upward, slid his erection along Tenino’s as his mouth sought and found a masculine one.

Tenino’s groan was music to Trey’s ears. The slick wetness and throb of Tenino’s cock, a victory for Trey and an aphrodisiac that tempted him to roll Tenino to the bottom, to kiss downward so he could use his lips and tongue, the suction of his mouth to make Tenino come.

Insatiable, Tenino had called him, but Trey knew it was more than that. What he was feeling transcended just the physical. Being in Tenino’s arms was like coming home.

Trey parted Tenino’s lips with the thrust of his tongue, speared his fingers through Tenino’s hair and held him tight, loving the feel of Tenino’s weight and heat. He wanted to be fucked. He was ready for it. Needed it. With a moan Trey canted his hips, offered himself and knew without a shadow of a doubt that taking the next step was as necessary to him as breathing.

Hot, primal lust invaded Tenino. It filled his mind with a red haze and his body with feral, clawing hunger. He felt savage, possessive—so close to being out of control it scared him.

Every instinct was to take, to fuck, to dominate. The sounds Trey probably wasn’t even aware of making were driving him crazy, feeding a predatory instinct Tenino usually felt only when he became Thunderbird.

He deepened the kiss, settled more heavily on Trey. He fought the desire to pin Trey’s hands to the mattress and force promises from him.

The faint rhythm of a drumbeat worked its way into Tenino’s consciousness, pounding to the beat of his heart and pulsing through his penis in warning. His foreskin retracted. His cock head throbbed and grew slick with arousal.

He panted, fought the urge to find the tight rosette of Trey’s anus and enter virgin territory. He wanted. Needed. But the drumbeat grew louder and the ancient singing began, bringing hope—and fear.

He’d never heard the call to free his Thunderbird spirit and join with the storm while making love to a partner. If he gave into the lust riding him, he risked a revelation that might freak Trey out and send him running.

It took supreme willpower to roll away. But doing it made the phantom drumbeat and song fade away, leaving only the harsh sound of his own breathing and Trey’s low moans of pleading.

Tenino’s skin was coated in a fine sheen of sweat. His hands shook slightly as he opened a drawer and pulled out condom.

“I’m safe,” Tenino said, hating the idea of anything separating the two of them, but knowing he had to do this right, for Trey.

He opened the condom, nearly had to take himself in hand to keep from coming when Trey’s hips arched off the bed as if pleading with him to hurry up and slide the latex over engorged flesh. “This will make your first time easier,” Tenino managed, trying to throttle back, ease away from the wild emotions buffeting him like storm winds. “It is your first time fucking something besides a woman’s cunt, right?”

“Yes,” Trey admitted, feeling panic threaten to ruin the moment with performance anxiety and leave him totally humiliated.

Tenino leaned in and initiated a kiss. “I could make it easy for you. I could take you instead, but since you’ve driven me crazy from the first moment I saw you, I’m going to make you wait, maybe even make you beg before you get my cock inside you.”

Trey was already there, willing to beg. He opened his mouth, but the words were lost in a shudder of vicious pleasure as Tenino expertly slid the condom over his shaft. He clenched his buttocks, tried to suppress the moan and the telltale blush that had Tenino’s eyes flashing with surprise and his face becoming a mask of feral satisfaction.

“First time anyone’s done that for you?” Tenino asked.

Trey’s testicles pulled more tightly against his body. Raw need throbbed through his cock in reaction to the predatory purr in Tenino’s voice. Somehow he managed to say, “Yes.”

Tenino pulled a small plastic bottle from the drawer. Trey’s fingers clutched the sheet as Tenino coated the condom with lubricant. He shivered in anticipation, barely recognizing himself. The need coursing through him was tangled with so many different emotions, with a desire to experiment, to play a different role.

His lips parted immediately when Tenino straddled him and bent down for a carnal kiss that had Trey’s hips lifting off the mattress, his cock searching for a tight orifice to fuck. “Please,” Trey said.

“Yeah, that’s a good start,” Tenino said, reaching between them, his hand gripping Trey’s cock and guiding it so the head pressed against the tight ring of muscles Tenino rarely let another man breach.

Heat scorched through Trey. He panted, lifted, fought to push through Tenino’s firm grip and into the tight heaven he was so close to.

“Let me fuck you,” he said, shivering, knowing even though his penis was the one that would gain the relief of penetration, he wasn’t the one in control.

Tenino’s rough chuckle validated the thought but it also freed Trey from helplessness by serving as a challenge. He released his stranglehold on the sheet and took Tenino’s cock in hand.

Trey loved the feel of hot satin over throbbing hardness, the wetness of arousal and the knowledge that he was the reason for it. “Better start moving up and down on my cock or you’re going to lose your chance to be on top,” he said, amazed he could tease when all he wanted to do was thrust until he came.

“You think you can take me?” Tenino asked.

“Anytime, anyplace.”

The challenge had the desired effect. “Do it then.”

Tenino rolled away in a smooth movement. He spread his legs and Trey positioned himself on top.

Reality telescoped in. Time seemed to stop for an instant, as if in recognition of the importance of this particular moment.

Dark eyes met blue ones. Hearts beat in sync.

Black hair spread across the sheets. Blond hair hung down to form an erotic curtain enclosing the two of them, trapping them in an intimacy that made the breath catch in Trey’s throat.

He touched his lips to Tenino, craved a deeper connection as he began working himself into Tenino’s anus. It was exquisite, nearly unbearable. Trey panted, grew slick with sweat as he worked himself in one slow inch at a time, let Tenino’s reaction control the depth of penetration, the speed and force of it.

He loved having Tenino’s cock trapped between them, fevered velvet over hardened desire. He loved having his own cock held tightly inside Tenino.

Trey shuddered when he was all the way in. Instinct took over.

He began thrusting. Slowly at first, then faster—harder, his heart soaring as he swallowed Tenino’s guttural moans, as he reduced Tenino to thrashing, fighting, coming.

Afterward they showered again then returned to bed, sliding under the covers this time. Wood crackled in the fireplace, the glow of flames providing light as well as heat, a comfort that felt like home.

Trey closed his eyes and fell asleep almost immediately. Tenino rolled to his side, looked down at the blond in his bed.