Allyn and Ransom – 41

  

"Showing off that you're stronger than me?" Allyn asked when Ransom set him down on the bed.

 

"No. I'm just not willing to wait one more minute to make love to you." Despite his words, Ransom undressed Allyn slowly, wanting to savor every inch of him as it came into view. When Allyn was completely naked, Ransom removed the jeans he'd put on only a few minutes earlier. Then he climbed onto the bed, straddling Allyn. "You are a sight to behold," he told him, sliding his hand under Allyn's head to remove the clasp holding his hair.

 

Allyn shook his head, his hair spreading across the pillow. "I'm just an ordinary man."

 

"Not in my book." Ransom traced the line of Allyn's lips with his finger before kissing them. "You are so far from ordinary," he murmured. "Not just because you have wonderfully expressive eyes." He kissed each one, chuckling when Allyn blinked in surprise. "You are caring and sensitive." He moved down, licking the cleft of Allyn's collarbone, knowing it was one of his erogenous zones, as were his nipples, which he dealt with next.

 

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?" Allyn gasped.

 

"Uh-huh. Is it working?"

 

"O-o-o-oh yeah."

 

Ransom grinned. "So I see." He ran his tongue slowly up Allyn's throbbing shaft. "I miss doing this. Teasing you." He sucked on the head of Allyn's cock.

 

"You always…were…good at…it," Allyn panted out.

 

"I do try."

 

"You… Damn, Ran."

 

By then, Ransom was taking Allyn's cock into his mouth inch by inch, then releasing it to kiss and lick his inner thighs, before starting again to pull him deeper in, his hand locked tightly around the base of Allyn's cock.

 

"You are…" Allyn writhed under Ransom's ministrations.

 

Ransom reached up to pluck Allyn's nipples, then swallowed his cock. He chuckled, asking, ::I are what?::

 

"Mean, evil, and turning me on so damned much I don't know if—"

 

Ransom released his hand from Allyn's cock to tug his balls gently, swallowing his cock one more time. Allyn came with a shout that echoed through the room.

 

::Damn, you're noisy,:: Ransom told him, drinking down the last of Allyn's cum. "Not that I'm complaining," he added after pulling away. He sprawled over Allyn, savoring the trembling of his body as his lover slowly came down from his orgasm.

 

"Better not," Allyn retorted. "After all, it was your fault." Wrapping his arms around Ransom, he kissed him deeply. "Now," he said when they parted, "it's your turn." He wriggled out from under Ransom, earning him a lifted eyebrow before Ransom rolled onto his back.

 

"Going to tease me?" Ransom asked.

 

"Only a little. Until I think you're ready to fuck me."

 

"That would have been the minute I opened the door to let you in."

 

"More ready?" Allyn proceeded to do just that until, sitting back on his heels, he said, "Now I have the feeling—"

 

"You had better get on your hands and knees, because I'm going to fuck you into oblivion." Ransom took out the lube, spreading some on his fingers and a hefty amount on his pulsating cock. By then, Allyn was kneeling, gripping the headboard. Gently, Ransom eased one finger into Allyn, finding and stroking his gland.

 

"Yes-s-s," Allyn hissed, trembling, his flaccid cock beginning to harden again.

 

"Easy there," Ransom said, inserting a second finger to stretch his lover's entrance. When he was satisfied he'd done enough to ready Allyn, he pulled his fingers out—carefully, slowly—replacing them with the head of his cock.

 

Allyn let out a sharp yip of pain, but when Ransom stopped, he growled, "I'm fine."

 

"No you're not. Deep breaths. Relax." Ransom followed his words by rubbing Allyn's shoulders and kissing the nape of his neck. Then, moving at a snail's pace, he continued his loving invasion of Allyn's tight channel. Glancing up, he saw Allyn was holding the headboard so tightly his knuckles were white. Once more, he caressed Allyn's shoulders.

 

"I really am okay," Allyn said. "Just…fuck me. Please."

 

"Your wish…" Ransom pushed in balls deep, pulled almost out and inched back in again, being careful to brush over Allyn's gland as he did. Each thrust became easier, faster, and soon Allyn was pushing back. Ransom slid his hand over Allyn's now rampant cock, loving the moans of pleasure he was engendering from his lover. They matched his and soon—too soon—he felt his balls tighten. Thrusting in one more time, hard and fast, he came, his orgasm washing over him. He was barely aware when Allyn joined him, his channel tightening, emptying Ransom of the last drops of cum.