When they were together, it was normally somewhere out on the ranch, usually their favorite spot down by the river. This was one of only a few times actually in the house. And, on top of that, it was the middle of the day. Skyler wasn’t used to keeping himself so quiet.
It added something to the encounter. A certain spice born of guilt, maybe. A weird, nagging sense of something like shame. He knew that Craig wouldn’t want anyone to hear, and neither did he, if for different reasons. Craig was still closeted, and Skyler didn’t have that, but he was an innately private person.
And yet, here they were, both going for it, despite all of that, because neither of them could resist the other. Their clothes were falling into heedless piles on the ground, and their kisses became sloppier, more desperate but more frequent as they tried to hold back their urgent noises.
It had been awhile, Skyler realized. They hadn’t been alone together much in the last few months, just a few quickies now and then, like a blowjob out behind the barn, that sort of thing. Actually, now that he thought about it, they hadn’t even been out to the creek in a while. Maybe that was part of why he couldn’t seem to resist.
To his surprise, Craig fell to his knees, but not to take Skyler’s cock into his mouth. Honestly, Skyler would have had no patience for that at the moment. All he wanted was for Craig to be buried to the hilt inside of him. But Craig must have known that, on some level, because he simply gripped Skyler’s hips and had him scooting to the very edge, so he was almost falling off.
He might have fallen, had it not been for Craig’s grip on his ass. Those same strong hands spread the cheeks of his ass, and Skyler felt the sensation of something wet and flexible on the sensitive entrance to his body.
Craig’s tongue. Craig was getting him wet with his tongue. The sensation was an odd one, but it was also a good one. He would never have seen himself here, in this situation, having his ass eaten, but here he was.
Actually, it was a bit too good, even as it was entirely not enough. That tongue probed inside him, but not deeply enough, not even close. Not like Skyler knew that huge, thick cock would fuck him open, fill him completely in a way that only Craig ever had.
“Craig. Fuck me.” Skyler knew that Craig would be shocked by the curse word since Skyler so rarely used them. He used it deliberately now, his voice quiet so that only Craig could possibly hear. But he did use it, because that was what he wanted, no, what he needed. No teasing, no games. Just to have the man that he needed deep inside of him, where part of Skyler knew that Craig belonged. It didn’t matter how angry he could be with Craig. He would always need this.
Craig raised his head and then smirked a little bit at him. There was surprise in his gaze, but Skyler was glad to see that it quickly burnt itself out in the flames of desire which seemed to flicker in the other man’s gorgeous blue eyes.
And yet, for just a moment, the other man hesitated, and Skyler couldn’t imagine why. Was he alone in this? Had he been wrong about how much Craig needed him? One of the only reasons that Skyler felt comfortable with wanting Craig so much was because it was mutual.
The moment only lasted a very short time, a couple of breaths, a heartbeat or two, and then Craig was fishing into his pants for the condom that he had started always to carry there. Skyler had one, too, though it had been more out of wishful thinking than anything else recently. It was a relief to see Craig sheath his cock, to know that he was about to get what he wanted.
Usually, this was where one of them would tell the other than they loved them. Skyler waited because he could really use those words at the moment, but Craig didn’t say them this time. He just positioned himself and then started to drive his erection inside of Skyler’s tight body.
It was just a little bit more impatient than usual, the way that Craig took him. It didn’t hurt, Craig had prepared him too well for that, but Skyler’s eyes stung briefly with tears, anyway, before he blinked them away. It was ridiculous, but he felt, for the first time, like Craig was using him.
Or had it been this way the whole time? Was this just about sex? If so, why had Craig said that he loved him at all? Skyler had never demanded anything of the sort. He was so confused suddenly, and when he looked up into Craig’s eyes as if for answers, it was like he was deflected off of a shiny surface, like Craig wouldn’t let him in.
But then Craig moved inside of him, and the blunt head of his cock rubbed right directly against Skyler’s prostate. His emotions might be a mess, but the physical sensations were the same as ever, and it was in those sensations that he finally took refuge.
It was so easy just to let go of it, if only for a few minutes. To wrap his arms around the bulk of the other man and to gently bite his shoulder to keep the noises from spilling from between his lips.
Besides, Craig did most of the work. All Skyler had to do was keep himself wrapped around Craig, knowing that he could trust the enormous, strong man to hold him up, and rock his hips the slight bit that he was able to. He was honestly mostly trapped between Craig’s bulk and the solid, unrelenting desk, anyway, so he might as well enjoy it.
Once he gave in, it didn’t take his body long to get what it wanted. He hadn’t realized how much he had missed this. How much his body had come to rely on it, how easy it was to get addicted to sex when it was this good.
For the moment, he let himself go to pieces. He let his body take over for his brain, and once he shut his thoughts deliberately off, it became easier. Mindlessly, he sought out the pleasure that Craig could so easily give him, and found that it came easily.
They moved together, hard, fast, both seeking out what their bodies wanted, but not saying a word to each other. That wasn’t what this was about. Their words today had only hurt, and it didn’t seem worth it, not when there was finally some sort of connection.
Skyler groaned, the sound muffled by Craig’s shoulder, as his body tensed up. Just as he had known would happen, his body gave in to the pulsating waves of pleasure that rolled through him, and he didn’t resist at all. He just let himself do it, let the climax rip through him and tear the thoughts right from his head.
He was so wrapped up in himself that he was only dimly aware that Craig was fucking him brutally, then pausing, buried right up inside of him, his dick twitching as he pumped the condom inside of Skyler full, too.
It had been good. Incredible, as their sex always was. But as Craig pulled out of him, Skyler had to admit that there had been something missing. It had all been physical, and while it had been as satisfying physically as ever, it hadn’t been the same.
Twenty
Craig
The months passed, and Craig stopped trying.
There was only so much that one person should be expected to carry on a relationship all on their own. So he had stopped, and he had been fully aware that it meant the end of the relationship because Skyler wouldn’t take over. He just wouldn’t. Craig knew that through every last inch of his body, his heart, his mind.
But that didn’t make it less of a disappointment when Skyler did just that. Craig made himself available, he had to admit, even when he said that he wouldn’t, but Skyler never did more than give him these thoughtful little looks.
Even so, Craig couldn’t get past his own nature any more than Skyler could. It was in Skyler’s personality to be passive and non-reactive, for the most part, and it was in Craig’s to be a bit more forceful. Okay, to be honest, it was more like borderline obsessive.
