In The Dark (Cliff's Story)

The next night, we turned into bed early. I was aching for more, and I could tell by his body language that day that he was too. I waited in my bed for a while, seeing if he would join me. He didn’t, so I stood up and went to him. He started to roll away, but I grabbed him gently, keeping him on his back. I clambered over him, breathing hard as I pulled down his boxers. I grabbed his hardness with both of my hands, rolling the firm flesh in between. Gray made a little noise of pleasure and then thrust his hips upwards. I took my cue, lowering my head to meet him. I pressed my lips against the head, and then slowly stretched my tongue out to taste the slick moisture that was already there. It tasted sweet, and Gray groaned, tilting his hips up at me in desire. I opened my mouth and moved down, taking just the head inside for now. Gray was making all sorts of noises in his frenzy of pleasure. I sucked on him gently at first, then harder. I took more of his thick member into my mouth, enjoying the taste of his skin immensely. To my surprise, I felt Gray’s hand in my hair, pressing my head down, urging me to take more. I moaned happily and took as much as could, his hardness filling my entire mouth. Gray squirmed in ecstasy under me. I bought my mouth back up, sucking the head gently once more, as I massaged the rest of him with my hand. I felt his body tremble slightly, and then he made short, quick thrusts upwards as he exploded in my mouth. I felt the warm, sweet rush, and swallowed it eagerly. Gray was writhing on the bed, obviously overcome with how good it had felt. I watched him, pleased.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at me. I returned his gaze calmly, an unspoken question on my face. He stared at me, then his eyes widened, and he looked away. I knew he was going to be hesitant to return the favor, as I was fairly sure he had never done it before. I wouldn’t have my feelings hurt if he refused. He could just pleasure me with his hand instead. But suddenly, he sighed and stood up, pulling his boxers back on. He motioned at the bed, signaling me to lay like he had been, so I complied. He was shaking just a little as he straddled my legs, and he tugged down on my boxers. He grabbed at me, and then quickly lowered his head and took me in his mouth. I was surprised and pleased, and had to cover my mouth from screaming out. He bobbed his head vigorously, scraping his teeth lightly against my shaft. Then he encircled me with his fingers, his mouth right above his hand, and worked them together on me. If this was truly his first time doing it, then this guy was a natural. I moaned in pleasure, then gritted my teeth and bucked my hips as I came. I felt myself spurt into his mouth, and he quickly jerked his head up. An indescribable look was on his face as he reached out for the tissues. He spit my release out into one, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue in disgust as he threw it away. I couldn’t help but laugh a little. Oh well, so he isn’t a swallower. Well, maybe he might get used to it. It is surprising at first, after all. I longed to stay in his bed with him, but I could tell he was not the cuddling kind. I wriggled out from underneath him and got back in my own bed.

The following day, I thought about him all day. All I could think about was being close to him again. I got ready for bed, tingling with anticipation. He shut off the light, and then slipped into bed with me. I started to roll away from him, but he held me in place with his strong hands, making me lay face to face with him. My heart pounded in my chest. Our faces were so close. I could see his eyes glittering in the moonlight as he tugged at my boxers. We both removed our boxers, and his hardness brushed up against mine. Gray moaned deeply. I got the lube out and put a copious amount in my hand, then stroked it over both of us. We lay so close together that it was almost as if our hardnesses were one, and I was able to press them together as I worked my hand over both of them. Gray continued to moan in pleasure, and I reached for his hand. I guided it back to where I had been working, and he took over the stroking, touching both of us. It was overwhelmingly erotic, and I bit my lip, hissing with pleasure.

My eyes were fixed on his mouth. I got this uncontrollable urge to kiss him, and I did. His lips were rough against mine, and I felt him squirm a little as I pressed my mouth to his. He finally relaxed, and I thrust my tongue into his mouth. He quickly reacted, his tongue wrestling with mine. It was like he was fighting for dominance over me, and I let him push his way on top of me, kissing me frantically all the while. He grabbed at me and stroked my hardness quickly for a moment, then stroked his own. He came out of the kiss, rearing back a little as he stroked himself furiously. He groaned deeply as he climaxed, and he spurted his hot liquid all over me. It was so incredibly erotic to watch him being consumed with ecstasy, covering every inch of my stomach with his come. He finally caught his breath and wiped it up, needing three tissues to get it all. He threw them away and then started touching me again. It felt so good, and I was already so turned on, that I wanted to do the same thing to him. I carefully rotated in the bed so that now I was over him, and I snatched myself out of his hand. He looked startled but pleased, watching me pleasure myself. Before long, I felt myself coming, and I let it go all over Gray’s perfect stomach. He groaned even more than I did, watching it come out onto him in pure delight. We stayed like that, relishing the feeling for a few more moments, and then he reached up and to the side for the tissues. He cleaned himself up, and then worked his way out from under me and got into his own bed. I longed for him to let me hold him, even just for a little while, but I was happy with whatever I could get from him. I slipped under the covers and fell asleep, blissful.

The following day, I repaired a table for Doug, and did a few other chores. I was sitting at the bar drinking some water, when I heard the front door of the inn creak open. I turned curiously and saw Gray shuffle in, looking miserable. I started to go to him, but just then, Doug called out for me. He wanted my help with moving some furniture, and I knew I shouldn’t refuse. After we were done with that, Ann asked me to help her with the dishes, and I moved on to that task.

When I finally finished up, I went up the stairs and into our bedroom. The lights were off, and Gray was laying curled up on his bed, on top of the covers, still wearing his jumpsuit. His face was lined with worry and pain. I quietly walked over to his bed, and slipped in behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He slowly stirred, and then struggled for a moment, trying to get away. I started to let him go, but he relaxed again, moving close to me. I just held him there, breathing in the sweet scent from the back of his neck. I wanted to make him feel better, but I had no idea what the right words were to say. So I just reached around and unzipped his jumpsuit. He couldn’t be comfortable trying to sleep in that. It was rough and lumpy, and it smelled of burnt metal. I helped him get out of it, then threw it aside. He rolled over to face me in the bed. He was only wearing his boxers, and he looked down at his hands, picking at them nervously. He seemed so exhausted and upset, that I didn’t want to ask anything of him. I simply eased my own boxers down and began to stroke myself. He stared at the motion of my hand, and some of the worry vanished from his face. I stopped for a second to grab a tissue, then resumed working on myself. Feeling the warmth of his body so close to mine turned me on, and it wasn’t hard for me to climax. I shuddered as I spilled into the tissue, and I heard Gray sigh.

I recovered for a moment, and then leaned into Gray, kissing him very softly on the lips. I then urged him with my hands to lay on his back. I kissed at his neck, then I kissed a trail down his chest, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. I pulled those down, and then grasped his already hard member and put my mouth on it. I sucked softly on the head, making Gray moan. I could feel him melting into the bed, and it made me happy that I was relaxing him. I reached up and raked my fingers up and down the sides of his ribcage, waist, and hips, making him shudder with pleasure. I twirled my tongue around the head, and Gray cried out. I could tell he was close, and I moved down, taking it all in my mouth. Suddenly he bucked his hips and I felt him burst into the back of my mouth. I stroked him lightly as swallowed it. I took my mouth off, but then noticed a tiny drop of his release still there, and I licked it off, making him tremble with pleasure. I then pulled myself up to lay next to him. He was still trembling, a blissful look on his face. I traced my fingers over that perfect stomach, admiring it. It felt so good to lay close to him, but I didn’t want to press my luck. I kissed the side of his neck lightly, then retreated to my own bed.