Don't Close Your Eyes | By : TaimaMarie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 3703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ville lay down next to him, vulnerable and bare. Bam’s hands were trembling. The Finn smiled at him then, warm and loving. It was enough to make the hockey player melt. Ville reached out for him; let his long slender fingers caress the face with the stubble and goatee on it.
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He promised. “If you just want to lay here with me, to have me hold you and kiss you, then that’s what we’ll do.”
“No,” Bam shook his head slowly. “I want more.”
The older boy allowed himself a smile. He had hoped that Bam would say that. Of course, he knew that he couldn’t pressure the boy. He knew that was a sure fire way to make this go badly.
But Bam had said he wanted more. And Bam had sounded sure. Ville bent forward to kiss the hockey player. The kiss was hot, sweet, and made the space between the Finnish boy’s legs go stiff.
“C-Can I touch you?”
“Yes,”
“Where?”
“Anywhere you want.” He smiled. He stretched out on the bed, his erection proudly displayed. He thought about hiding it. What if it scared Bam? That was the last thing he wanted to do tonight.
But there was no point in hiding things. If they were going to be lovers (oh please, please, please he begged silently to any god who might be listening) then things like this couldn’t be hidden.
Bam was sitting upright on his knees, looking down at Ville like he was a feast spread before him. With trembling hands, he reached out and ran his fingers down the pale torso belonging to the object of his affections.
The flesh was just as soft and smooth as he had imagined it would be. Bam let his fingers trail up the ribs to the chest. The finger tips swirled around nipples that quickly turned into hard peaks.
He glanced at Ville to make sure this was okay. Ville just smiled indulgently, lovingly. He watched the younger boy as he continued his explorations. The hands went down to long, creamy thighs, lightly massaged and admired the muscles there. Bam felt less shy now, more curious as he let the palm of his hand stroke the skin pulled tight over hip bones.
His palms cupped those hip bones, his thumbs rubbing the skin right above them.
Up until then, the figure skater had been laying still. He’d been enjoying the expression of amazement and wonder on his younger lover’s face. But when those calloused hands came to grip his hips, he couldn’t help but groan.
“What? What did I do?” Bam moved to take his hands away as though he’d been burned. But Ville’s came to cover his, to rub the backs of them soothingly.
“You’re not doing anything wrong.” He promised.
Bam nodded. His eyes were glued now to the erection between those long, pale legs. He hesitated, all the courage he had just gained from his roaming over Ville’s body disappeared.
“Go ahead, love.” The older boy encouraged, his eyes glowing emerald with lust.
“Show me. Please show me?” Bam swallowed. Ville sat up and
bent forward, kissed him sweetly on the lips. The hockey player felt himself relax. Then Ville took his hands, wrapped hit around the erection.
This was so different from touching himself. The heat, the way that Ville’s erection seemed to fit right into his hand. He looked at his older lover, asking silently for guidance.
Ville hand, with those fingers that Bam had spent so much time admiring wrapped around his own hand.
“Like this, sweetheart.” He pumped once, twice, setting up a rhythm. As soon as Bam had it, he moved to pull his hand away.
“No!” the younger boy covered him with his other hand. “No, I want to do it like this.”
“Anyway you want,” he gasped as Bam squeezed just a little bit. He bit his lip as he got braver, pumping just a little bit faster. Ville keened, bucking his hips. Mustering up a little more courage, Bam reached out and tweaked a nipple.
Ville cried out. His eyes were closed, his head was thrown back. Bam bent forward and kissed those ruby lips that were pouring out streams of words he couldn’t understand. They sounded dirty, though.
He squeezed again, flicking a thumb over the head of Ville’s dick. He felt the slick pre-come there. He swallowed the figure skaters moan of bliss. His back was arching, and there was a tightening feeling in the pit of his stomach. He curled his toes.
Ville knew he should warn Bam, knew that he should tell him. But before he could gather himself up, before he could find the words to explain, he came undone. He screamed out Bam’s name as he shot into the air.
The world seemed to be burning hot white light as he came back down. He opened his eyes, staring at Bam, scared. The boy was staring at the white cream that was clinging to his fingers.
“I’m sorry, darling, I just---.” Before he could finish,
Bam had brought the hand to his lips and lapped at liquid. Ville moaned. If he hadn’t been so spent, he would have come again.
Bam sucked his fingers clean and brought them away from his face with a grin.
“Yum,”
“Come here, you.” Ville pulled him down for another hot kiss. He tasted himself on Bam, and it was the most erotic thing that he’d ever experienced
“It’s your turn,” he whispered hotly in Bam’s ear.
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