Mar. 15th, 2019 11:59 pmContinuation from TFLN - (for
Continuation from TFLN - (for
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He doesn't reply because he's spotted Alex, and, yes, he's eager for whatever they end up doing, but he really is a tiny bit concerned Alex thinks he doesn't want people to know, like he's ashamed of it or something. He's a bit confused, still, because it's so new and nothing he had any inkling of he started noticing Alex, but he's not ashamed of it.
It's just...theirs. And in the Summer of Awful, he needs something good.
Still, his smile is bright with relief that Alex isn't really upset with him, as he pulls up next to him, and reaches across to open the passenger door.
"Wanna go for a ride?"
It's just...theirs. And in the Summer of Awful, he needs something good.
Still, his smile is bright with relief that Alex isn't really upset with him, as he pulls up next to him, and reaches across to open the passenger door.
"Wanna go for a ride?"
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"If you're going to do that," he said when he thought he could actually catch his breath, "maybe we should wait until we get where we're going."
Except he didn't really want to stop now that he'd started.
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"It's still a ways away..."
As in, he really didn't want to wait.
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He shifted position until he could properly bend over Michael and then carried through on his threat. Or was that his promise? He licked along the length of him and then started seeing exactly how much of Michael he could take in.
Dear god, let there be no potholes.
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It wasn't his first blow job or anything, but Alex's actually wanting to do it, the thrill of the situation, the way he wanted Alex in ways he'd never wanted anyone...his whole body shuddered as he gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the wheel and made sure he was going the speed limit. He wanted to wind his fingers in Alex's hair, but he didn't have a hand free that worked well enough to do that, so he had to content himself with those sounds of appreciation.
"Holy shit..."
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But what he lost in lack of experience, he made up for in enthusiasm and where his mouth couldn't go, his hand filled in the empty space.
He moaned softly. Michael just tasted so good, Alex thought he could do this forever.
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Turned out, enthusiasm counted for a lot.
The moan made him shiver again, and he echoed it. He was never gonna last at this pace, and he wasn't sure if that was embarrassing or a testament to how Alex drove him crazy and should be flattered. "Don't stop...please...Jesus..fuck..."
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He moaned again, since Michael had seemed to like that, and kneaded his hand along the inside of Michael's thigh.
This damn car ride needed to be over because Michael needed to know what he tasted like. Perfection.
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He couldn't help the noises that kept falling fom his lips, even though he tried, and he'd never been so happy to see the turn off for the ranch. He made it slowly, knowing the road got rougher, and it was hard to turn with just one hand, and harder still with Alex's mouth doing those wonderfully sinful things to him, but he managed and got them far enough from the road that he could shift it into park, press back against the seat and wind his fingers in Alex's hair finally.
"Alex..." He closed his eyes, rolling his hips a little. "Please..."
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Before Michael could respond, Alex opened the passenger door to give him a little more room to maneuver and then went back to letting Michael fuck his mouth. No, he went back to encouraging Michael to fuck his mouth, digging his fingers into Michael's thigh every time he thrust.
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He didn't want to make this unpleasant for Alex, wanted him to enjoy it, too. It was a gift Alex was giving, not something for Michael to take. But if Alex wanted more...
He thrust upward, holding Alex's head still, deeper than he had while he was driving. He was able to look down, watch now, the slide of his dick between Alex's lips, and he found a rhythm that worked, hips working with Alex's mouth, but still not all the way. He let himself just feel, now that he didn't have to concentrate on anything else, and felt pleasure spiking and spiraling. He wasn't going to last long, but he wanted to hold on in this moment as long as he could.
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He was expecting it, waiting on the moment when Michael would finally come, but it came as a surprise, too. Alex took everything he could eagerly, waiting until Michael's hips stopped moving to push back up, deliberately wiping at his mouth with his thumb and then sucking at the thumb.
When he leaned in towards Michael, he was looking more than a little smug.
"So, you want a taste? I'm not sure I can get enough."
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Alex's comment just took that thinking and ratcheted it up another notch.
He laughed, breathless and delighted, and he maybe hadn't ever thought about wanting to taste himself, but with Alex's smile, he found it way hotter than he'd ever imagined.
He wound his fingers back in Alex's hair, tugging him back in for a deep kiss, tongue teasing and tasting himself and Alex underneath.
"Feel free to do that anytime." He pulled back a little and glanced around. "Let's get farther off the road. Maybe I can return the favor..." He hadn't done it before, but the idea played over in his head in good ways. "Or if there's something else you'd like to do..."
Like fucking Michael--he'd been serious about wondering about that, too.
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They should have time to get to know each other. Dates, sure, he wanted to sneak a makeout session in the back of a movie theater with him. But they both deserved better than some quickie in the back of Michael's truck.
He grimaced and finally decided to say it. "Your first time shouldn't be in the back of your truck." But there was no way in hell it could be at Alex's. Not unless his dad had to head out of state for a few days, and Alex was pretty sure that after what he'd walked in on, he wasn't leaving Alex in the house alone any time soon.
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"I live in the back of my truck, Alex. I mean, we could try and find a cheap motel somewhere or whatever, but...I like the idea of having memories of you here and back there." He tilted his head toward the truck bed. "The memories will have a place-tie that can't be taken away."
Everytime he laid down in his sleeping bag alone, he'd be able to think of Alex there, against him, around him, inside him, whatever, and it not just be fantasy, but memory. For a while, at least, he'd even be able to smell Alex back there, have a way to hold him close on all those nights Michael spent alone.
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"Just...the first time should be slow. And special." He got a little redder. "I want to take my time with you."
It was so much easier talking about this when he had the distance of text messages. Or when he was actually doing something. Instead of Michael just sitting there giving him those puppy-dog eyes that were so hard to resist.
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He pulled the truck over again, now far from the road, and not so far from the old mine where their pods were. Technically, they were on the ranch, but far from where the working sections were--no one should bother them here. "I think we can...take our time here, but...we can do anything else you want, too."
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"Come make out with me," he called over his shoulder and headed to the back of the truck.
He was hard enough that whatever they did wasn't going to last long, but it didn't matter. Michael, touching him, thinking about him, sucking him, that had made him hard, so it didn't need to be drawn out.
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More than, as he curled his right hand in Alex's shirt and pulled him close, kissing him deeply with a happp groan to have him pressed properly close, finally.
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He could have taken advantage more, but he went back to kissing Michael now that his point was made.
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When he managed to get past fabric and wrap his hand around Alex's dick, he moaned into the kiss. It was still a little strange, holding a dick not his, but strange in a very good way. It was Alex himself that drew Michael, but he liked touching him, learning him; enjoyed the taste of him and the way he fit against Michael's body. It wasn't something he spent much time looking at too closely, after he'd decided to just seize the moment, but it was a wonderous discovery that still delighted him.
It took him a second to get his hand adjusted right, and then make sure they weren't gonna tumble onto his broken one, but once he'd settled into it, he started stroking, slowly, letting his fingers run over Alex's skin, feeling him, and paying close attention to the reactions he managed to get from doing so.
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And yet. And yet this was Michael's hand on him and just that simple fact excited Alex. And yet he was clearly what Alex liked and when he had to thrust to get that little bit more. And yet he was clearly eager in the same way that Alex had been eager to taste him.
"God, I've always loved your..."
Alex froze briefly, his face going pale as he looked at the hand that Michael wasn't touching him with. He'd always loved Michael's hands. He'd watched them play over the guitar he'd given to Michael and had wondered what they would be like on his body.
Shit.
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He was so lost in enjoying the touching, the scent of Alex's pre-cum and feel of him in his hand, that the words didn't register until Alex froze. He pulled back a little with a curious sound, until he followed Alex's gaze to his broken hand.
A pang went through him at that, a flare of hurt for what he'd potentially lost. But maybe not? Maybe it'd heal fine, and he'd work at it, and it wouldn't matter. It did still hurt like a bitch, though, pretty steadily, so he didn't want to talk about it.
"Well, then...you should see what my mouth can do..."
That would be different enough to distract him, though it was awkward to shift position with his hand and he had to pull his right one away from Alex to manage to wriggle down enough. He was, admittedly, a little intimidated after making that boast, but he'd figure it out, right? He knew what he liked, at least, in the few he'd had. Ducking his head, he licked a curious swipe up Alex's dick and around the head, tasting him and finding it far more pleasant than he'd expected.
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He let out a soft sigh when Michael switched position and started using his mouth instead. Even if, for all the world, he couldn't actually regret that part.
He kept his hands on his thighs and his thighs still in an effort to make this as easy as possible for Michael. His encouragement came out in soft moans that got louder whenever Michael did something very right. It wasn't perfect by any means, but Michael always had been a good student when he put his mind to it and apparently he wanted to learn Alex.
"It's a very...mm...pretty mouth."
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He paid attention as he worked his mouth over Alex, and, remembering what Alex had done, curled his hand around the base of his cock, stroking slowly. When Alex moaned louder, Michael remembered and definitely did it again. He couldn't take him in very deep, but he was enthusiastic about what he could do. Licking and sucking, and then he experimented with different ways he could tease with his tongue--it occurred to him that at least some of what he'd learned to do with girls could apply here, at least where flexibility and strength came in.
He hummed his appreciation of the compliment, peeking up at Alex from underneath his lashes.
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"I'm almost...I mean, if you're not sure if you want to try it, you can come up and kiss me and your hand can finish the rest."
And he wasn't sure that had made any sense to him let alone Michael.
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