That was for the future, though. For the moment, they were busily stripping each other down as they kissed over and over, each time only causing the intimacy between them to grow. It was incredible. Ray kept thinking that that was it, that was as deep as a relationship would go, and then it would go one step deeper and blow him away utterly.
They pressed together when they were both bare, rocking their hips so that their erections, aching and leaking and hot, rubbed together along their whole length. Ray’s breath came in short little gasps, his skin feeling burning hot and extremely sensitive. He’d tried not to think about it, he’d tried to move on, but his body had remembered, and he had missed this.
Simon pushed his legs open, and Ray let it happen, more than eager. They would normally have a lot more foreplay, but neither of them had the patience for that right now. Ashley knew not to expect him for a while, so they had plenty of time to play later. Right now, if Ray didn’t get Simon inside of him, he felt like he might scream. Shutting off his desire for Simon, or trying to anyway, had only worked for a very limited time, and now that he wasn’t even trying, he had never needed anything so much.
“Oh shit,” Simon groaned, his fingers between Ray’s legs, toying with his tight hole in that way that always drove Ray crazy. “Condom. I need a condom.”
It wasn’t such a big deal, or shouldn’t have been, anyway. Simon must have condoms in his bedroom. But they looked at each other with the same sense of frustration, and it felt like a very big deal indeed.
“I’m safe,” Ray said abruptly. “I haven’t been with anyone except you in a long time, and I’ve been tested. And I trust you.” And that was saying something because Ray didn’t sleep with people without condoms and hadn’t in years.
“I’m safe, too. I get tested regularly,” Simon admitted, his voice slow, his eyes thoughtful. Meanwhile, he was fingering Ray’s ass, working him open, getting him ready, in a way that was more than a little distracting. He had thought he remembered just how good it was to have his prostate massaged, but he had been wrong. It was a hundred times better than he had remembered.
“I jerked off every night thinking about this,” Ray said, and it was apparently the right thing for him to say because Simon groaned and flushed with clear desire.
“You’re going to touch yourself while you get me nice and slick so I can take you,” Simon decided, in a way that made it clear that he was telling Ray, not asking him. Luckily, Ray didn’t mind. When Simon got bossy like that, Ray found it hot as hell.
Obediently, he parted his lips for Simon, and although he lost the other man’s fingers deep inside of himself, he at least got to taste the other man as he slid into Ray’s mouth.
“I told you to touch yourself,” Simon reminded him, and Ray softly groaned as he felt the way that thick cockhead leaked into his mouth when Simon got all dominant and bossy with him. It wasn’t just Ray who got turned on like crazy by that, apparently.
Without hesitation, Ray wrapped his fingers around his dick, shivering at how hot and swollen he was. He had to go slowly because it would be way too easy to jerk himself to completion with Simon’s erection buried in his mouth. It would even be satisfying, but it wasn’t what he wanted.
Luckily, Simon seemed to feel the same way. A few thrusts into Ray’s mouth to get himself nice and slick, and then he pulled out and slipped back on top of Ray again. “Are you ready, love?” he asked, and Ray pretty much glowed. It was so casually said,love, but he felt it all the way through to the very core of himself.
“I’m ready, babe,” he murmured, aware that he must be a wanton sight, legs spread wide open and hand gently pumping his swollen dick. But Simon seemed to like the sight of it, and it felt deliciously dirty to show off for the other man. “More than ready.”
Simon pressed the blunt, leaking head of his erection against Ray’s entrance, and Ray shuddered as it started to ease in. It was a different sort of sensation. While Simon was not going in completely dry, it was considerably less slick.
Luckily, Ray could take it. Not only that, but he was so eager to have Simon inside of him, he would have taken him without any preparation or lube at all. So he was all too happy to wrap his legs around Simon and cling to him, accepting him inside of himself.
“Keep touching yourself,” Simon ordered, and Ray’s fingers, which had been slipping free of their grip, firmed up again. He moaned and looked up into the eyes of the man he loved, of the man he had, against all the odds, ended up having for his own, and stroked himself just as he had been told.
It couldn’t possibly last long; Ray was very aware of that. But in the end, the pressure built in his balls far faster than he could have imagined. It would have been embarrassing, but from the amount that Simon was leaking inside of him he knew that it wasn’t just him.
“I’m close, I’m too close,” Ray gasped, squeezing the base of his rigid cock to try to hold off the inevitable just a few more seconds. “I’m sorry, I can’t …”
“Me, too. It’s okay. We have all the time in the world,” Simon assured him, his voice tight with his impending release. With that, Ray let himself be swept away, caught up in the look of love in Simon’s eyes.
Together, clinging and moaning and gazing deep into each other’s eyes, the pleasure built until it couldn’t be denied. Ray cried out in a way that was probably too loud, but Simon’s neighbors would just have to deal with it because this wasn’t going to be the last time.
It seemed to go on forever, each twitch of Simon’s cock, each spurt of his hot fluids inside of Ray triggering an answering spasm in Ray’s balls.
“You know, you’re in a lot of trouble,” Simon breathed when they’d both had a few minutes to catch their breath. He was still lying on top of Ray, still inside of him, but even though he was a bit squished, Ray wouldn’t have had him move for anything.
“Oh yeah?” Ray asked, too high on that incredible release to be overly worried. Besides, Simon’s eyes had that look of mischief in them, and he knew that he wasn’t being fully serious.
“Yeah. Because now that I’ve got you back, I’m not going to be letting you go anytime soon,” Simon explained, and it was the sort of comment that normally would have freaked Ray right out, even if it was joking. He didn’t do commitment. But then, he wasn’t gay or interested in men at all, with one notable exception. Simon was the exception to the rule in so many ways.
“That works fine for me,” Ray said, and hugged Simon’s body tightly against himself. He wasn’t inclined to let go, either.
Epilogue
Simon
“Ray, stop. The tree looks fine.” Simon laughed, going over to put a hand on his boyfriend’s arm. “There’s so much tinsel on it that it’s going to collapse under its own weight.”
“It is not,” Ray objected, dodging around Simon to try to put just one more decoration on the tree. “You’re lying right to my face, baby.”
