White Satin Dreams

A intimate dinner for two at their favorite restaurant, an overnight stay at a quaint bed and breakfast down the road—the bedroom filled with dozens of red roses, soft candlelight and a bottle of Champagne chilling near the bed—and a night of hot, steamy love was what Adam had planned to give Blaine for Valentine’s Day.  

Now, thanks to his stupid transmission dying a week ago, all his sexy plans had gone up in smoke. The cost to repair the transmission was ridiculously high and now he didn’t have the money for his decadent night of pleasure. Blaine had been very understanding but Adam had still moped for days, disappointed their plans had to be cancelled.

Today was Valentine’s Day, and now Blaine had his own special treat planned for Adam. 

* * * *

Adam let himself in their apartment and immediately noticed all the lights were off. A glass candle burned on the kitchen bar, casting a soft light. The scent of roses permeated the room and wrapped around him, teasing his senses. On the bar was a red envelope addressed to him. Shrugging out of his suit jacket, Adam hurried to the bar and laid down his present.

Bedroom.

Adam grinned as he threw his jacket over the back of the bar chair and loosened his tie. Blaine had been acting oddly for the past two days. A soft little smile had graced his lips and his icy blue eyes sparkled with mischief. When Adam questioned Blaine, all he got was a kiss on his lips and a wink.

“Trust me, you’ll love it,” Blaine had promised.

Picking up the present, he left the kitchen. Another candle set on a table in the hallway, casting enough light so Adam could follow the trail of puffy silk hearts to the bedroom door. Another red envelope was taped on the closed door. Adam, his heart thumping with excitement, opened it.

Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, and the joy in a heart. ~Author Unknown.

Sweet quote, huh babe? What that means to me is it doesn’t matter where we are as long as we are together, Adam.  Here, there or yonder… as long as I’m in your arms it matters not. So, come inside and be my Valentine.

A knot formed in Adam’s throat as he read the message again. Only Blaine could come up with the perfect way to dig him out of his funk about their cancelled plans. This gesture was something he would treasure for the rest of his life.

Holding the envelope in his hand he opened the door and stepped into a white satin dream of Blaine’s making. 

“Oh my god, Blaine,” Adam whispered.

The bed was covered in white satin sheets forming a perfect backdrop to Blaine’s lightly tanned skin. Several candles threw soft shadows on the ceiling and jazz music played softly. More puffy red hearts decorated the bed, surrounding Blaine’s body. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby,” Blaine said as he grinned from the bed.

The white briefs with little red hearts Blaine was wearing had Adam’s mouth watering, as did the obvious bulge those skimpy briefs struggled to contain. He dropped his present by the bed and quickly stripped off the rest of his suit, his dick slapping against his stomach as he jerked off his boxers. One of Adam’s knees hit the bed then he stopped and stared down at Blaine. 

“You are…” Adam shook his head as his hand brushed across Blaine’s treasure trail. “I’m so lucky. Thank you, babe.”

Blaine smiled slightly as he grabbed Adam’s hand and pushed it against his heart-covered dick. “I’d say we’re both lucky. Now, are you going to unwrap your gift or just stare at it?”

Adam pulled off the sexy heart underwear and pulled Blaine’s body over his into a sixty-nine position. Blaine was as well-endowed as he, just a bit shorter and thicker. Adam nibbled at the head of Blaine’s dick, tasting precum. Bobbing his head up and down the thick shaft in his mouth, he listened to Blaine’s grunts of pleasure. 

Not to be outdone, Blaine sucked Adam’s dick into his mouth, determined to make Adam moan just as hard as he was. Adam trembled as Blaine wrapped his arms around Adam’s hips and urged him closer as he let Adam’s dick slip farther into his mouth. Blaine tapped Adam on the ass and finally Adam clued in to what Blaine wanted. 

Adam thrust his hips, face-fucking his lover and enjoying the gurgling noise coming from Blaine. Lost in the pleasure, his hand roamed Blaine’s ass. He jerked when his fingers brushed across something sticking out from the very hole in which he had planned to bury his fingers. 

The little minx had a butt plug buried in his ass. Delighted by the find, he wrapped his fingers around the base and slowly fucked Blaine, twisting and turning the plug, working it deeper into Blaine’s ass and rubbing his hot spot. There was so much precum from Blaine’s dick it was dribbling down Adam’s chin. 

Now the sounds coming from Blaine outdid Adam’s.

“Stop!” Adam gasped as he pulled the plug out from Blaine’s ass slowly. “I want to come in you.”

“Oh god,” Blaine hissed as he let go of Adam’s dick. “Just a little more and I would’ve—” 

“Yeah, I know,” Adam said as he slapped the ass wiggling above him. “Hands and knees, you little minx. When you come, it’ll be with me in you.”

“At lease you don’t have to wait now,” Blaine smirked as he rolled to his knees.

Adam’s fingers sank into Blaine’s hips as he moved behind him. “Good thing.”

He slammed in, all the way to the root. The slickness of the lube and the heat had him biting his lip fighting not to come. The plug had loosened Blaine enough that there was no resistance as he slammed home.

Blaine, overcome by the stunning act, yelled as his channel was stretched wide and filled with hot, throbbing dick. Pleasure washed over his body as he dropped his head onto the bed, tilting his ass up higher. There was no pain, only that act of domination that made him what more. He wiggled his hips, wanting Adam to move, damn it.

Adam didn’t waste time as he rammed down into Blaine, slamming in and out as hard as he could, nailing Blaine’s prostate every time. With his ass tilted up in the air, Blaine was helpless under the onslaught of pleasure Adam forced on him. 

“Oh fuck!” Blaine cried as his hands grasped the bed. “Gonna come!”

“Yeah, come for me,” Adam said as he reached around and stroked Blaine’s swinging dick. “Scream for me...”

That did the trick. Blaine buried his face in a satin pillow and screamed his pleasure. His channel tightened up and pushed Adam into his orgasm. Both gasped as Adam’s hot seed flooded Blaine. 

“Now that’s a Valentines’ present,” Blaine said as Adam eased both of them down onto the bed.

“You nut,” Adam laughed, pulling Blaine close.

“Yup, did that too.”

Adam held Blaine as their breathing evened out. “I got you something, also.”

“Really?” 

“Sure did. Hold on,” Adam leaned over the bed and picked up the half dozen roses he’d dropped. 

“Aww, babe!” Blaine grabbed the roses, then frowned. “What’s this?”

Blaine pulled a silk rose out. The rest were real.

“Read the card,” Adam said.

Five real roses and one fake equals six red roses. I'll love you until the last one dies. Happy Valentine's Day, my love.

Happy Valenetine's Day, guys. *Hugs* 

~M

His Little Tease

Greg clutched the steering wheel.

The drive up to the cabin for their weekend getaway hadn’t been bad; most of the rush hour traffic had thinned out by the time they left. No, it wasn’t the traffic that had him clutching the wheel: it was the hand down his jeans fondling his dick. After an hour of teasing, Greg was ready to explode.

“You’re asking for it,” Greg muttered as he pulled the truck back on the road yet again. He seriously reconsidered the plan he had hatched before they had left. “Swear to god, Jamie, if I get pulled over I’m telling the cop just what exactly you’ve been doing.”

“All you have to do is say stop.”

Greg didn’t say anything, but his breathing increased when Jamie squeezed his erect shaft.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“You’ve been warned,” Greg hissed as Jamie’s nimble fingers teased his balls. “Don’t make me come.”

“I’ve no intention of making you come,” Jamie said as he leaned closer and whispered in Greg’s ear. “What would be the fun in that?”

Greg was tempted to return to his plan of finding a little back road right then and fucking the little tease until he begged for mercy. That had been Plan A. He was now going with Plan B; that was, if he didn’t die from blue balls first.

“I’ll show you fun. Just wait. I’m going to have lots of fun when I yank those jeans down and paddle that ass for you. That’s just for starters, too.”

Jamie shivered in his seat. His three year relationship with Greg had been what others dreamed of. A month ago Greg had presented him with a ring and they had set a date to be married. Their relationship was equal and they made all decisions together. When they fought, they worked at the problem until they’d reached a compromise. 

But inside the bedroom… That was another thing entirely. There was no compromise in their sexual relationship. Greg ruled. His dominating personality or came out and Jamie loved it, loved that Greg understood what he needed in the bedroom and out. 

“Sounds… fun. I can see me bent over your lap, legs slightly spread open, you rubbing my ass, the sting of the slap as your hand connects . . . my skin turning pink, me begging—”

Greg’s control splintered. His hand wound in Jamie’s hair and jerked his head towards his lap. “You talk too much. Put that mouth to better use. Now.”

“But what if someone sees!” Jamie spluttered.

“Maybe they’ll give me a thumbs up,” Greg smirked. “You’ve been asking for this for a while.”

“But…”

“Feeling a bit rebellious, are we?” Greg said. “I can arrange it so that you don’t cum until tomorrow.” 

“You wouldn’t!”

“Keep talking and you’re going to find out.” Greg cut his eyes at Jamie, his hand still buried in his hair. “Don’t make me tell you again.”

Jamie got as comfortable as he could, unbuttoned Greg’s jeans and inhaled the scent of aroused flesh. His mouth watering, Jamie pulled Greg’s underwear back and hard flesh slapped up to greet him. The head was slick with precum and the thick vein that ran down Greg’s shaft throbbed. 

The hand in his hair loosened and gently petted as Jamie licked the head, running his tongue through copious amounts of precum. Jamie moaned as he edged closer, he had to have that delicious piece of meat in his mouth. Jamie closed his lips over the angry head of Greg’s dick, his tongue stabbing at opening in the top. 

“Oh yeah, that’s good.” Greg grunted as a hot, wet mouth closed over him. 

The truck slowed down briefly then sped back up. The little imp was still teasing him. Greg’s breathing picked up as he imagined Jamie, hands tied to his thighs, on his knees with his ass up in the air, helpless while he fucked him. At the rate he was going, Greg was tempted to keep him bound all night. 

Jamie lifted his head. “We’re barely moving, just thought I’d point that out.”

“Shit.” Greg looked at the dash. Jamie was right, he was twenty miles under the speed limit.

Jamie let a small smile cross his face as he worked Greg’s dick into his mouth. He badly wanted to fist his own dick but he knew that wasn’t allowed. Jamie bobbed his head up and down Greg’s dick then dived down and buried his nose in Greg’s pubs. A strangled cry sounded above him as he lodged Greg’s dick in his throat… then he hummed. 

The car jerked again as Greg’s body twitched.

“Mmm, suck it…” Greg threaded his hand through Jamie’s hair. “Second thought, make me come. I’ll last longer when we get to the cabin.”

Jamie knew then he was getting fucked hard as soon as they arrived. His dick ached in his jeans as he pulled up the length of Greg’s shaft, hollowing his checks as he sucked. His other hand toyed with Greg’s balls through his jeans. Greg’s dick swelled in his mouth just he as licked the head again. 

“Gonna come, Jamie. Take it all, gonna fill your mouth full… Oh yeah, babe.”

Greg fought slamming his head back against the truck seat as he exploded in Janie’s mouth. Greg had a white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel and his other hand was twisted in Jamie’s hair controlling his head. His hips thrust frantically as Jamie sucked him dry. Greg was so involved with what that hot mouth was doing to his dick he nearly missed the turn off to the cabin.

Jamie hardly noticed the change from smooth pavement to the bumpy gravel road, he was too busy trying not to choke. Cum seeped down his chin from the massive load Greg had shot, a sure sign he had pushed Greg to the very edge of his control. He went to raise his head up but the hand tangled in his hair stopped him.

“You just stay where you’re at and amuse yourself. We’ll be at the cabin in fifteen minutes and I’d better be hard again.”

Jamie licked the soft dick that now lay in a nest of jet black pubs. “Yeah? Why’s that?”

“Cause I’m going to fuck your ass as soon as we arrive. Going to fuck you so hard anyone in a mile of us will be able to hear you scream for me.”

Jamie blew against the head of Greg’s dick and kissed the head. Damn thing was perking up again and Jamie’s ass twitched. He couldn’t wait to feel his channel being stretched wide. God, he wanted to jack his dick.

“A mile, huh? How’s that going to work with us inside?”

“What makes you think I’m going to wait until we’re inside?” Greg pushed Jamie’s head towards his dick, trying not to laugh at the startled squeak from Jamie. “Now suck me back to hardness, babe.”

Greg had a small trail size packet of lube he had thrown in the truck side door pocket before they left. As Jamie sucked his dick he wondered how he would react when he saw it. He had planned to make a little side trip on their way to the cabin but Jamie’s antics had given him another idea.

He was raging hard again when he parked in front of the cabin. He barely gave Jamie time to get his mouth off his dick before he was out the door and around the truck, pulling Jamie out. Dragging Jamie by the wrist, he hauled him around the side of the cabin to where a thick blanket of trees provided cover and stripped off both their shirts. 

Greg’s hands grabbed Jamie by the throat, the tips of his fingers touching Jamie’s thick brown hair. Tilting his head back Greg closed his eyes as Jamie nibbled on his chin slowly working his way down to his neck. His jeans were sliding off his hips with the help of Jamie’s eager hands.

“Love you,” Jamie said. The cool wood of the cabin against his back and the hot man in front of him had his head spinning. 

“Love you, too,” Greg moaned as his jeans slipped lower, “my little tease.”

That was the last thing either said until Jamie’s pleasurable screams echoed through the woods.

The Cool, Cool Water

Cody stood on the bank staring at the lake.  The day was so damn hot and humid. His tank shirt was wringing wet and his cut-off blue jean shorts were damp around the waist. He was sweaty and would give anything to just strip off and jump in the water. 

He and his partner, Alex, had just finished the new deck they’d planned months ago. It was right on the bank of the lake they lived on and there was no one for miles in either direction. Alex had shed his shirt long ago.

“What are you thinking?” Alex asked with a smirk on his face.

“Nothing.”

“That’s a bunch of crap and you know it.” Alex had seen the way Cody eyed the cool water. “Go for it. You know you want to.”

“Better not, someone might see.”

To say Cody was shy was like saying the night was black. Alex knew he wouldn’t go skinny dipping… without a little help. Alex grinned. A little under six feet and one hundred sixty pounds, Cody had a nice athletic build, but it was nothing compared to Alex’s husky frame. A hair over six feet, Alex outweighed Cody by fifty pounds. And it was all muscle. 

Time to have a little fun.

Alex moved behind Cody, who still stood staring at the water. Yearning was written all over his face. Alex’s arms came around Cody and fastened onto the neck of his tank. With a hard yank, he split the shirt down the middle. 

“What the hell are you doing?” A quick battle raged over the torn shirt but Alex came away the winner. 

“Giving you want you want.” Alex stalked Cody, backing him towards the water.  

“I wanted my shirt torn off me?” Cody glanced behind him. The water was only a few feet away. “Think you spent too much time in the sun, lover. We should go in.”

“Oh, we’re going in, all right. Just not the ‘in’ you mean,” Alex said as he eyed those tight blue jean shorts.

Those damn shorts were sinfully short and frayed at the bottom. Every time Cody bent over to pick something up Alex had to talk himself out of nailing Cody right then and there. For the last hour he had been in a state of constant arousal. He was lucky he hadn’t shot himself in the foot with the nail gun. One way or another, those shorts were coming off. 

“What…?” Cody finally caught the look in Alex’s eyes. Or more like where his eyes were trained. “Oh no. No, no, no, we are not going to… Shit!”

Alex tackled Cody, making sure to take the brunt of the fall as they dropped to the grassy bank. Amidst a tangle of arms and legs—and screaming laughs—he relieved Cody of the shorts. The only things Cody had on now were his underwear, shoes and socks. He was also sporting an erection and a nice blush covered his face. 

“Remove them, or I will.”

“Alex,” Cody snorted with laughter under the body covering his, “you maniac, I refuse. Let’s go inside. We’re going to get arrested!”

“Had your chance.” Alex removed the rest of Cody’s clothes, enjoying the kicks and screams that echoed around him.

“Score one for me!” Alex shouted as he twirled Cody’s underwear on his finger. “Now for my prize.” 

He threw an arm across Cody’s hips and lowered his head. Taking Cody’s dick into his mouth, he nibbled around the crown of his cock. Cody grunted and his struggles lessened. Precum dripped steadily from that tiny opening. Alex’s tongue stabbed at the opening, wanting more as he used his other arm to push Cody’s legs open.

Not wasting a second, he swallowed Cody’s dick to the root. He bobbed his head up and down, stroking the thick vein that ran the length of Cody’s shaft.  With a moan of capitulation, Cody spread his legs wider as Alex worked his hard dick. Pressure built as Cody’s dick throbbed in his mouth. 

“Oh god, oh god… yes, suck me.”

An ache spread through his balls, a tingling that signaled Cody was close. Cody’s hands twisted in Alex’s hair as he thrust into Alex’s mouth. Alex slipped a finger into his mouth and soon a wet fingertip teased around Cody’s hole. His body arched, his back leaving the grassy blanket he lay on as Alex’s finger entered him. 

He moaned around the dick in his mouth, Cody’s channel was hot and tight. Desperate now Cody thrust back against Alex’s finger. Sucking hard as he came up Cody’s shaft, he curled his finger and searched for Cody’s hot spot. This time the moan came from Cody as Alex rubbed his hot spot hard.

“Jesus, Alex, I’m going to come.”

Cody’s dick swelled in his mouth and Alex sucked eagerly. He knew his lover was about to come. The hand across Cody’s hips slid up and pinched a nipple. With a hoarse yell Cody came hard in Alex’s mouth. Alex swallowed everything Cody had to give then laid his head on Cody’s leg, his chest heaving.

“I’m dead. Really. You sucked all the life out of me. I didn’t even get to enjoy the deck we built.”

Alex grinned against Cody’s leg. “You can’t die yet, you still haven’t cooled off.”

“What…?”

Alex jumped up, and pulled Cody to his feet. With a leer he threw Cody over his shoulder and waded out into the lake.

“Don’t you… Cody shouted as he was thrown into the water.

Moments later he surfaced. Cody’s back was to Alex. The water lapped at that tight ass as Cody ran his hand though his wet hair. Alex stripped out of his wet clothes as he watched Cody. Damn, his man was fine; shy, yes, but damn fine. 

He waded out in the water, enjoying the view as Cody splashed water on his body. His skin glistened in the sunlight. Alex’s hard-on had deflated when he hit the water but it was coming back full strength now. He loved the man in front of him more than life and he planned to show him… in his own special way.

“I’m going to count to ten. If you stay here in the water I’m going to fuck you right here, with or without lube. Or you can—”

“But, but, but…”

“That’s right, that butt is going to be mine. Or you can take off to the house. You might get inside before I catch you. So, bed or water. You choose.”

Cody stood there with his mouth hanging open.

“One… I’m not kidding, lover.”

“Oh damn!” Cody yelled as he splashed through the water toward the bank—and the house.

“Two…”

Alex grinned as he watched that muscular ass run for the house. What a perfect way to finish the afternoon.