Just a little something I found that I thought you might all like, whilst we wait for some fancy stuff by the camp fire.
Chapter 21: Figuring It Out
Ennis came home with another basket from the Browns, brandishing it like pirate booty as he came into the bedroom. “Okay now ya got ta guess what we got today…” he said, walking around the bed.
Ellery looked up from “The ABC Murders” and took a deep inhalation. “Smells like roast beef or steak or something. Get some plates, boy, I’m wastin away here!”
Ennis set the basket down, leaned over and brushed his lips against Ellery’s cheek, then whispered in his ear, “I get plates, an I want you hard when I get back,” he said, his voice low and thrilling, and he pulled away from Ellery’s clutching hand and went out to the kitchen.
Ellery lay blinking for a long moment, fully aroused by his words, and he wondered what had gotten into Ennis, his mind already clouded by the powerful desire provoked by his hot breath and the whispered order.
There was no problem complying. When Ennis returned poker-faced, setting down plates for each of them, he glanced at the sheet still covering Ellery’s body and said “Lemme see, boy.”
Ellery’s breath hitched in his throat, and he pulled the sheet back from his throbbing cock.
“So now ya got a choice. Ya want me ta take care a that or have Edna’s steak sandwiches first?”
“You know what I want first…” Ellery replied, his lids half closed, his heart hammering in his chest. He hadn’t expected this at all, and Ennis taking the lead sexually was at least as arousing as the prospect of whatever sex awaited him.
“Then yer gonna get it,” He said, leaving the basket covered and warm, he came over to the bed, unbuttoning his shirt and stripping it off, then sat down, and began to rummage through the drawer of the nightstand on Ellery’s side of the bed. “You got some … toys down here I saw the other day…” he said, keeping an eye on Ellery’s face, which was now flushed, and he moved one hand down his arm as the other felt in a drawer. “One of em’s big an black an the other is small an thick around, which one you want inside a you?”
Ellery let out a soft gasp before he replied. “The… black… one…” he said. “It’s…”
“It ain’t as big as me, “Ennis interrupted, picking up the black dildo and running the end of his fingers over the head. “I figured we could try this today an if ya do okay we can get fancy again tomorrow or Sunday,” he kept his voice low, conversational, but Ellery heard the thick tone of lust as Ennis reached across the bed for the Vaseline, rubbing it on the dildo as if he were applying it to his own cock. He could see the bulge in Ennis’s pants from his vantage, but he didn’t appear as though he was going to undress any further… at least not right now.
As before, Ellery realized it was best not to make suggestions or take initiatives… Ennis seemed to be doing well enough in the initiative department, making preemptive moves to satisfy Ellery’s libido while maintaining his protective stance against further injuring him. Ellery lay, as before, on his left side, and Ennis slid into the bed, holding the dildo by its base in his right hand as he tucked his left arm around Ellery’s shoulder, holding him tight once more.
“Put yer hand on yer cock,” he said, directly into Ellery’s ear, and looked down to watch him as his long fingers closed over it, nodding. “Now you got a choice… hard like when I fuck ya, or slow an soft. An ya got ta stay still cause I’m gonna be doin the fuckin an you’re gonna be doin the holdin still….”
Ellery let out another hitched gasp, his mind freezing for a moment as he considered how difficult it would be for him to hold still for a slow penetration, remembering yesterday’s slow motion blowjob. “Hard…” he croaked.
“Then ya hold still, or I stop. You understand? Don’t stroke yer cock, jest hold it, I say when you can stroke it.”
Ellery nodded, speechless, submissive, and Ennis leaned down, using his forearm to pull Ellery’s left leg toward him, below the bruised hip, and brushed the end of the toy up between the cheeks of his ass, Ellery gripping his cock and remaining still, as ordered. Then he stopped, leaned in, and with his lips up against Ellery’s ear he said “Now say please.”
Ellery gulped. “P-please…” he stammered, his entire body shivering. A heartbeat, then two.
“You don’t sound like ya mean it,” Ennis growled, wiggling the tip of the dildo slightly, sliding it up and down a bit.
“Please, please sweetheart…” he hesitated. “Stick it in.”
He heard Ennis take a breath, and felt the hard, sticky length stretch him open as Ennis thrust the toy in in one firm, solid push, a deep groan coming out of his throat, and he shuddered, his hips moving back and against it, and the sudden cessation of movement and the warning tone at his ear. “I said hold still.”
“Yeah, yeah…” he whimpered, freezing in place, his ass throbbing with sudden intense sensation that was thrumming through his cock, making his stomach tighten, his eyes wide open and dilated. “Ssssorry sweetheart.”
“I’m doin the fuckin here,” he repeated, hot breath whispering directly in Ellery’s ear, causing him to shiver once more with a nearly-orgasmic pleasure.
“Please,” he begged, praying for the resumption of pressure, holding his cock in an iron grip, grateful for the hard arm immobilizing his shoulders because he felt he would break apart from the intensity of the waves of pleasure going through him, and tears sprung to his eyes as with a sudden thrust Ennis thrust the toy deep into him, his arm holding his bent leg in a similar hard grip, making it impossible for his hips to move again. Then Ennis exhaled once more, moving his mouth down from Ellery’s ear to his neck, sucking hard, nipping, burying his own need in the tender junction of his shoulder as he panted against him, twisted the dildo and pulled it out, plunging it in firmly once more.
“Oh god, Ennis…” Ellery whimpered, his back arching against the thrust, and his movement was countered by a heavier weight bearing down on his straight right leg, that iron thigh immobilizing him almost completely, fingers gripping his shoulder, and Ennis raised his head, pulling the toy out and then plunging it in once more as his mouth smothered Ellery’s answering cry, thrusting his tongue deep in his mouth once more, then began fucking him in earnest, the only movement Ellery could make in response was to tremble from head to foot, realizing for the first time the immense power in the hard body that held him, and feeling, far more than he had when Ennis was taking him from behind, utterly dominated, and completely passive.
But this was not all. He whimpered against the tongue thrusting rhythmically against his, exploring his open mouth with a nearly brutal aggressiveness, his ass spasmed hard, tightening incrementally on the toy plundering him with a familiar rhythm, and in the midst of this plunder, he marvelled that Ennis could be delivering such violence in such a subtle way, stimulating him so efficiently and yet causing no spasm in his old injury, as if he had some arcane knowledge of his body that permitted him to make love to him in this considered way. I wonder if he had this planned all day, he thought, his moans smothered by the mouth that ravished him even as his ass was ravished, not daring now to shift or move his hand and give him a reason to stop… he couldn’t stop, not now… he was moving close, his body going rapidly more rigid as his sphincter closed down over the hard thrusting dildo.
Ennis felt the shift, and pulled off his mouth, “stroke it… come for me now, darlin…” he ordered, his voice now soft, rasping with lust, and Ellery cried out, unable to resist, arching once more and pulling his cock rapidly, and in a few brief, hard strokes, came in a single uncontrollable spasm, while Ennis pulled back and buried the dildo once more, his mouth going once again to Ellery’s neck and biting, his own moan lost against the taut flesh as Ellery’s sex cry died out in a series of diminishing shudders.
He pulled the black toy out slowly, watching Ellery tremble into relaxation, his cock losing its erection rapidly, and lay back, letting it drop on the floor, releasing his left hand which had been gripping Ellery’s shoulder in a half bear hug, then turned back, his lips moving softly across his cheek and finding his mouth once again, kissing him softly, the kiss now lingering. Ellery’s eyes closed. “Oh god… thank you sweetheart.”
“Time to eat,” Ennis said, then sat up, his own breath finally slowing.
Phew!
Topic: Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll (Read 4123574 times)