Page 27 of Up In Flames

Will

T here was nothing in this world better than the feel of Oren’s body against mine.

Slightly shorter, slimmer, it was like he’d been built just for me.

The perfect fit. And he was wearing my shirt.

Some kind of inner caveman inside me fucking loved that he was wearing it.

It felt like I’d claimed him or that he’d claimed himself on my behalf. Either way, Oren was mine.

I dragged my mouth down his neck, leaving a trail of heat and damp. Oren trembled against me, becoming needier with every passing second.

“As much as I’d love to fuck you against this door, we need a bed.” I released his cock and pulled my hand out of his pants, much to his dismay. I pressed my mouth against his shoulder and stifled a laugh at the way he whimpered from the loss of my touch.

He turned, hands gripping my shirt, and he pulled me into a kiss.

Sudden and devastating, he swept his tongue into my mouth and kissed me like I’d wanted to kiss him all night.

With abandon. With every bit of passion inside me so everyone would know that I belonged to him. That he was mine and I was his.

It would’ve been easy to press him against the door and slot our cocks together. To let lust and friction take over, but I wanted more than that. Ending the kiss took all my willpower, but it was worth it to see the look in Oren’s eyes.

“Bed.”

“Fuck yes,” he agreed on an exhale.

Linking our hands together, I tugged him toward the bedroom, pausing at the sight of a frozen pizza on the counter. “You need a keeper. That’s not food.”

“Well, I beg to differ. It definitely is food. At least it had better be. I did eat it for dinner.”

“I’ll make you a better one.”

“What if I want pineapple?” Oren asked as we entered the bedroom.

I turned to face him and put my hands on his hips. With a grin, I yanked his pants down to his ankles. Oren let out a startled yelp, followed by a laugh. He stepped out of the pants and kicked them aside.

He reached for the hem of the shirt, but I stilled his hands and leaned in close, brushing my lips against his. “The shirt stays on.”

Understanding washed through his gaze, then he smirked at me. “This old thing?”

Grabbing him by the back of the neck, I hauled him against me, kissing him ferociously.

Deeply. I wanted to taste the need that poured out of him.

I wanted to feel his helpless moans against my tongue as I lowered him down onto the bed.

Oren underneath me was one of my favorite things.

The feel of his desperation as he pawed at me, yanking my shirt off was another.

But most of all, I loved the softness in his gaze when he looked at me.

I’d missed that when we were out at the pub.

He’d kept it carefully hidden away, but it was back now.

“Will.”

My name sounded like a prayer when he said it like that. Like he attached all his wants and needs and secret hopes and dreams to it before breathing it into existence.

As much as I loved looking at him, it wasn’t his face I was interested in at the moment. With a final kiss, I sat back and flicked the button of my pants open. “Roll over for me.”

He let out a breath and his eyes went wide, but then a smile tugged at his mouth, and he did as he was told.

He propped himself up on his elbows so he could turn his head and watch me get undressed.

When I showed up, I was already hard, but the sight of him in my shirt did something to me.

It made me feral for him. My dick stuck straight up, and I grabbed it, indulging myself with a few slow strokes to drive Oren nuts.

Climbing back onto the bed, I settled myself between Oren’s legs, spreading them to make room for my body between them.

“Ass up, baby.”

“Oh, God.” Oren groaned as he got up onto his knees. His cock hung down, hard and heavy, leaking precum. I wrapped my hand around it and gently drew it back, licking the head before taking it into my mouth. Oren buried a moan into the bed and pressed himself closer to me.

I loved knowing that I was the first man to put my mouth on him. The first man to suck his cock and make him come. The first one to slide inside him and own a part of him that no one else had touched before.

Releasing the head of his cock from my mouth, I gave his dick a couple tugs. Oren moaned again when I licked a trail up, starting at his sac, sliding over his taint and teasing past his hole only to turn back and lave my tongue over it.

“Will.” Oren’s sharp voice broke the silence.

I licked him again and whatever else he might have wanted to say died.

“Oh. Oh, fuck me.”

Gladly. But not yet. Kneeling behind him, I gripped a cheek in each hand and spread him open.

Working up a mouthful of saliva, I spit it directly onto his hole, earning a surprised gasp from him.

And then I dove in again. Circling his hole with my tongue, I kissed and licked until the muscle was soft and pliant, allowing me to work my tongue inside him.

Oren writhed, grinding his ass against my face. He seemed lost in the pleasure, but I wanted him beyond lost. I wanted him mindless. Boneless. Desperate and begging for me.

I speared my tongue inside him, and he groaned, long and low. His body shook, legs quaked as though he was being pulled apart at the seams. He writhed and wriggled until I had to circle an arm around him and pull him close, trapping him against my mouth.

“You’re going to make me come,” Oren whined.

While that was the objective, I didn’t want him to come until I was buried deep inside him.

I pulled back, working my jaw back and forth before relaxing it. Oren collapsed into a heap, spread out like a starfish. His body heaved as he sucked in deep breaths.

The bed dipped as I leaned over and grabbed the supplies off the nightstand.

“No condom,” Oren said. “We’re fine, right? I was negative. You were negative.”

He peeked at me over his shoulder and shot me a hopeful look.

I dropped the condom and straddled him. I pried his cheeks apart with one hand and drizzled lube onto his hole.

“That’s cold.” Oren laughed and wriggled. His wriggles suddenly had a rhythm, and I gave him a sharp slap on the ass.

“No humping the bed. At least not until I’m inside you.”

He buried his face in the bed and let out a mournful groan. “Then hurry up and get in me, Will. I’m fuckin’ dying here.”

“Bossy bottom.”

“Bossy boyfriend.” Oren wiggled his ass at me as if I needed more encouragement.

Touching my cock made me realize how fucking hot I was for him. My dick twitched in my hand, and I clamped down on the base, staving off my orgasm. I bit back a laugh and took a few deep breaths to steady myself.

With my cock slick with lube, I indulged in a little bit of teasing, working a finger in and out of Oren’s hole, spreading the lube, getting him ready for me. He was warm and loose from my tongue, slick from the lube.

“Will.” He dragged my name out with the last of his patience.

I pulled his cheeks apart with one hand and used the other to guide my cock to his hole. He took a deep breath, and I pressed inside.

Being inside him bare took my breath away.

It whooshed out of my lungs, and I stilled, sweat beading on my forehead.

The back of my neck. Oren inhaled deeply again, and I slid in slowly until I was fully seated.

Leaning forward, I pressed my mouth against the nape of his neck.

Oren arched up into me, his ass swallowing me further.

God .

I squeezed my eyes shut, took a few breaths, and tried not to fucking come in an embarrassingly short amount of time.

He reached for me, his hand finding my arm. Blindly, he slid his hand from my elbow down to my wrist. I twined our fingers together, then rocked my hips forward hard and fast, punching the air out of him. Oren gripped my hand and moaned my name.

No sound had ever been sweeter. No one had ever felt better. Oren was everything I’d always wanted but had known I’d never have. And yet somehow I had him. Hot and sweet and fucking perfect for me.

I lost myself in him. In the heat and the motion. He turned his head, and we shared a sloppy, imperfect kiss. Oren made the most delicious sounds. Whines and moans urged me on, made me thrust harder, sinking myself deeper.

“Harder, Will. Fucking—fucking harder,” Oren begged.

I sat up, digging my hands into his hips to drag him with me. He bent his knees and pressed his hands into the mattress. He tipped his head back, and I pulled him to me as I thrust forward, driving the air out of his lungs.

The sound of flesh slapping filled the room.

My heart beat so fast it threatened to burst, but I couldn’t stop.

I drilled into Oren, fucking him so hard I saw stars.

He sat up, suddenly changing the angle of entry, and his ass gripped my cock tighter.

Wrapping my arms around him, I pressed kisses against his sweaty back.

“Can’t last.” Words were hard. All my brain power was being used to commit every moment of this to memory.

“Touch me. Will. Need you to touch me.”

I couldn't deny him anything. Unwilling to stop to get lube, I spit in my hand then gripped Oren’s cock.

Saliva smeared together with precum. It was sticky and not enough, but after only a few tugs, every muscle in Oren’s body snapped tight.

He threw his head back, pillowing it against my shoulder.

He turned his face toward me and pulled me into a kiss.

Then he came. Ribbons of cum shot out of his cock.

Oren trembled in my arms, writhing on my lap, driving me deeper than I thought possible.

Even if I’d wanted to stop, I wouldn’t have been able to.

My release slammed into me like a freight train with no brakes.

Releasing my hold on Oren’s cock, I slid my hands up his torso.

Gripping onto his shoulders, I drove him down as I fucked up into him.

It only took a few thrusts like that before I stopped breathing.

Before every atom in my body felt like it collapsed in on itself. Then released.

Air rushed into my lungs. My heart started beating again. And my hips jerked, fucking into Oren as I came so hard my vision swam.

“Holy fuck,” Oren breathed, melting into my embrace as we tried to catch our breath. “Love having you in me. Fuck, that was hot.”

I kissed the top of his shoulder. Smoothed my hands down his legs. Up again. Up his sides. “You feel okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Oren turned his head and caught my gaze with his own. “You could never hurt me.”

From his lips to the universe’s ears.