Naughty Temptations

Chapter Three-2

“He is. He likes you, too. He’s missed you this week.”

“Me too. I’ve missed you so much it hurts.”

“Let’s not spend so long apart again.”

“Hell, no.”

When Orion got tired of showing off his new skills, Quigley went and got the noodles from his locker, and they spent a happy half hour chasing each other on them and having make-believe horse races up and down the pool. Then they moved to the children’s pool so Orion could play while he and Hugh sat in their usual place on the side of the pool down at the deeper end, and they talked quietly about the past week. While their spoken conversation was light and venue-appropriate, the subtext of their message and the hot glances they were sharing were decidedly X-rated.

“My c**k’s killing me. It wants inside you so bad,” Hugh finally whispered.

“I’ve been thinking of nothing else since you arrived,” Quigley replied.

“Tonight.”

“Oh yeah.”

*****

They returned to the adult pool and swam some more. Afterward, they played catch with the rubber ball and had a picnic in the park. They played catch with the ball there too. Then Orion climbed in the wooden fort with a few other children, and Hugh and Quigley were able to whisper to each other some of the things they’d like to do and body parts they wanted to touch.

“I’ve got to get my mind off your body or my balls will burst,” said Hugh.

Quigley grinned then said what he’d been thinking all week. “I’ve been surfing the net a bit, looking for a neighborhood where a boy could have a backyard to play in, and two men living together wouldn’t be out of place.”

Hugh’s eyes lit up. “I know it’s not even a month yet, but I missed you so bad this week. I’ve been thinking about living together, at least as a trial. A trial was all I’d let myself hope for, with Orion to consider. I haven’t said anything because my apartment is crowded with just two of us in it.” Then his face dropped. “Ah, s**t. Orion has just moved schools. It wouldn’t be fair to move him again.”

“We wouldn’t have to. Since he goes to a private school, as long as we weren’t too far away, he could go to daycare before and after school, and one of us could pick him up and drop him off. It’d have to be a daycare he liked though, if he was spending time with them every day.”

“Yeah, I guess. I didn’t like leaving him in daycare because we were so new to each other. He had less than two months at school before vacation started. We’ll have had these six weeks together, and we’re pretty relaxed around each other now. He doesn’t seem to be missing Tallulah too much, although once she stops Skyping him each Sunday, that might change.”

“I know Orion likes me, but will he mind if we start living together? You know, sharing a bedroom and being with you?”

“Orion doesn’t remember me living with him before, but he’s grown up with Tallulah’s boyfriends, many of whom have slept over and some of whom have moved in. Now, okay, this is two men, not a man and a woman, but I really think he’s young enough that he’ll be okay with it because he likes you. We’ll definitely need to make him part of the process though, choosing a house and a neighborhood and all.”

“There’s a few more weeks before school starts. By next Sunday, we might have a suitable neighborhood to look at,” said Quigley. He then told Hugh about some of the things he had learned in his web searches.

They talked about various localities each knew were accepting of non-traditional families and several were an easy commute to both their jobs. One in particular was not far from where Hugh and Orion were currently living, so they decided to start their house search there.

Then Orion was running back to them talking about supper, and it was time to go home and prepare a meal.

Then bed. Oh God, bed with Hugh again at last! I can’t wait to feel him pounding in my ass.

*****

Hugh loved Orion with his entire heart and would be forever grateful to Tallulah for giving him the child, but he was still relieved when the boy was tucked up in his bed, story read, door shut, and finally the adult games could begin.

He raised a querying eyebrow at Quigley and nodded in the direction of his bedroom. Quigley’s face almost split in half with a broad grin, and Hugh’s gaze dropped to the man’s package. Oh yeah, Quigley was aroused and ready for action.

Hugh wrapped an arm over Quigley’s shoulders, and the other man responded by placing his arm around Hugh’s waist, pulling them hard together, hip to hip. As if Quigley had read his mind, when Hugh turned his head to kiss him, Quigley was already looking at him, brown eyes sparkling, lips slightly parted.

Hugh dived in for the kiss, relishing Quigley’s lips, hard and soft at the same time, against his own, Quigley’s manly, earthly, spicy scent, his taste of coffee, and that indefinable something which made him unique. “You taste so good,” Hugh whispered softly.

“You too. I want you inside me now.”

The words inflamed Hugh. His c**k wanted out of his jeans so bad it was about to break his zipper. He needed Quigley naked, in his arms, right now.

Hastily they finished the journey to his room, then he shut the door silently and pulled Quigley back into his arms again. Their noses rubbed together as they were in too much of a hurry to get the angle of their lips right. He pushed Quigley’s shirt up, longing to feel his partner’s skin, and ran his hands up that muscular back, loving the hard muscles beneath his palms.

Their c***s ground against each other through the layers of clothing. Their hips pressed to each other as they kissed deep and hard, mouths open, tongues tangling, passion pouring from them both through their lips, hands and bodies.

Finally, they broke apart, needing to gasp for air. “Undress. Bed. Can’t wait any longer,” he murmured.

Hugh wanted to watch Quigley get undressed, wanted to see that wonderful body gradually be revealed. However, his c**k was so ready for action he was worried he’d come in his pants like a teenager if he became any more aroused. As it was, he knew he wouldn’t be able to last as long as he should.

He unbuckled his belt and dropped his jeans, grateful to give his aching c**k some more space. It only took a moment to kick his shoes and socks off, to pull his shirt over his head, and to sit on the side of the bed and take out condoms and lube. He got out the whole box of condoms this time, as he knew one, or even two, wouldn’t be enough tonight. Quigley was sleeping over, and he was damn well not going to do a lot of sleeping. Tomorrow was Sunday, not a work day, so they could f**k ’til they dropped. Oh yeah! What a plan!

Quigley rolled onto the bed, lay on his back and spread his legs, holding them up with his forearms. “See anything you like?” he asked.

“Maybe,” Hugh teased, leaning forward and biting one of Quigley’s ass cheeks. They both drew in quick breaths, and Hugh saw a pearly drop of c*m bead at the top of Quigley’s c**k. He leaned over to lick it, rolled his tongue around that long, hot erection, then slid it all the way down, across Quigley’s balls, and to the puckered rosette.

He shuddered with delight at the heady eroticism of that act and hastily rolled on a condom. Then he squeezed lube over the latex and onto two fingers, sliding them deep into Quigley’s dark channel, before twisting them to massage his walls.

Hugh looked up in time to catch the lustful expression on Quigley’s face and kissed him while his fingers probed and twisted in the man’s ass.

“God, that’s hot,” he said, his c**k now weeping pre-c*m into the latex.

“So is that.” Quigley nodded his head toward Hugh’s c**k. It was long and fat stretching the condom, standing upright, and leaning toward Quigley. Hastily he squirted more lube into Quigley’s anus and massaged it into the walls. If he didn’t get inside soon, it’d be too late.

“Enough. I can’t wait,” groaned Quigley.

Hugh dropped the lube onto the nightstand and leaned back against the headboard, shoving the pillows behind his back and opening his legs wide. “Climb aboard.”

Quigley straddled him, then using strong thigh muscles, crouched lower and lower as Hugh guided his aching d**k to the entrance of Quigley’s hole. He popped easily through the softened sphincter ring and slid deep inside that hot cavern, the heat and wetness nearly making him come on the spot.

Quigley sighed and sat down on Hugh’s lap, accepting the last inch of Hugh’s d**k with a happy smile. “I’ve waited so long for this. You feel wonderful.”

“You’re so hot and tight. I’m not going to last long this time,” Hugh warned him.

“I don’t want slow. I want fast. We can do slow next time.”

“Good plan.” Hugh grabbed tight hold of Quigley’s hips, and they moved together, both using their leg muscles as they separated and came together, sliding Hugh’s c**k in and out of Quigley’s ass.

The first time Quigley clenched his ass muscles, Hugh nearly lost it, but he stayed still, drew in some deep breaths, and managed to hold himself together. He began stroking in and out again.

Not all the control in the world could make this time last very long. They were both way beyond aroused, needy, and desperate for completion.

Quigley tugged on his c**k as their hips and thighs moved up and down in unison. Then Quigley buried his face in Hugh’s shoulder as his c**k erupted between their bodies, spraying hot seed onto their chests. Hugh relaxed his control and spurted hard into the condom, coming again and again as Quigley clenched his ass muscles and wiggled his hips.

They clung together breathlessly for long moments as their heart rates slowed down then kissed gently but thoroughly with sensuous lip movements.

“Time for a shower,” said Quigley.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Carefully they untangled themselves, then headed for the shower. Hugh was surprised by how weak and wobbly his legs were. Damn he’d come hard, harder than with anyone else he could remember, but no harder than he’d come last week with Quigley. That proves this relationship is meant to be, he thought.

They leaned into each other as the water warmed up, then took turns soaping each other’s back, shampooing each other’s hair, sharing kisses and touches at every turn.

Once they were dry, they knotted their towels around their waists and moved into the kitchen for coffee.

“This is so good, sitting here together. I can’t wait until we can do this every evening,” said Hugh.

“Yeah. Me too. But I don’t want Orion thinking he has been pushed aside in any way. He has to be your top priority when he’s awake.”

“I don’t think that will be a problem. Tallulah has always been an excellent mother, but I’m pretty sure there’s almost always been a man in her life. Orion’s used to being alone in his room, entertaining himself, things like that. When he first came to live with me, I hated him being out of my sight, and he used to say, ‘Dad, I can do it’, when I wanted to do things for him, or watch him do things.”

“Then why did she send him to you for good now, instead of just for when she’s overseas?”

“She wants to have a few more kids while she’s still young, and I don’t think Ron wanted Orion either. When he first arrived, sometimes Orion almost seemed to think Tallulah didn’t love him anymore, but underneath it, I think he understands it was Ron. He knows I want him, always wanted him, and I’m pretty sure he knows Tallulah does still love him.” Hugh felt a frisson of fear shiver through his body. Would Orion miss Tallulah terribly while she was traveling? What if he wanted to leave him and return to live with her?

“No one could fail to see how much you adore that boy,” Quigley replied softly. “I like him a lot. I missed his company while we were apart.”

“He missed you too. Learning to dive was his idea to have something special to show you, and he really worked hard at it.” Hugh looked at Quigley and suddenly his c**k thrummed to life, standing up and ready for action again.

Hugh stood up and walked to his pantry, returning with barbecue sauce. He riffled through the refrigerator for a few minutes, emerging with a bag of mini chorizo sausages. Quigley stared at him with a puzzled look.

“I think we need a snack. Let’s have it in the bedroom.”

Quigley grinned, and they hurried back to the bedroom. Quigley dropped his towel and lay on the bed, folding his arms under his head and spreading his legs to allow his c**k to stand up. “You’d better take your towel off too. You wouldn’t want to get sauce on it now, would you?”

Hugh hissed and undid his towel, thrusting his hips forward to give Quigley a good look at how very aroused he was already. Then he placed the mini chorizo sausages between Quigley’s legs, uncapped the barbecue sauce, and drizzled it in spiral patterns around each of his lover’s n*****s. From there, he made wavy lines across Quigley’s chest, gradually moving lower. At the bellybutton, he stopped to fill the little indentation with sauce before painting a circle around it and drifting the bottle down toward Quigley’s now very red and engorged c**k.

Hugh opened the plastic bag, took out a sausage, dipped it in Quigley’s bellybutton then placed the end in his lover’s mouth.

“I’d rather suck your c**k,” mumbled Quigley, munching the sausage.

“Yeah, but right now, it’s my turn to play.”

Hugh picked up another mini sausage and began swirling it through the sauce, coloring in the spirals and making patterns on Quigley’s chest. He sucked first one n****e into his mouth, then the other, flicking them with his tongue before releasing them and popping the sauce-laden sausage into Quigley’s mouth.

The third sausage he dipped in Quigley’s bellybutton before placing it in between his teeth, then he picked up the bottle of barbecue sauce and began making patterns on Quigley’s thighs. He licked over the thighs, following his sauce-trail, then stroked his tongue up Quigley’s c**k, dragging breath into lungs suddenly starved of oxygen.

For a while he licked and nibbled and drew and sucked until Quigley gasped, “Enough!” He sat up and grabbed Hugh’s hips, then sank his mouth over Hugh’s c**k.

After three long sucks, Hugh pushed Quigley’s head away from his shaft. “I want to be in you when I come.”

Quigley rolled over, presenting his ass to Hugh.

“What about lube?”

“I’m still stretched and ready. Hurry up or I’ll come before you get in.”

Cautiously, he pressed his c**k at the entry, but Quigley was right. It popped straight in, sinking deep into the welcoming heat. Hugh moaned with the blissful feeling of being surrounded by silky tightness.

Hugh gripped Quigley’s hips and started to stroke in and out. Quigley thrust backward onto Hugh with every stroke, cranking up the s****l tension with little hip wiggles. Soon they had a good rhythm going of thrust and retreat, Hugh jack-hammering into Quigley with long, hard strokes and Quigley pressing back into him to take every last inch of him as deep as possible.

Hugh kept a tight grip on Quigley’s hips. When he knew he was close, Hugh let go of one hip and pushed his hand underneath Quigley’s body to grasp his lover’s c**k. Quigley raised his body off the bed just enough to give Hugh room to grab his c**k. It was hard as steel, the head covered with moisture. Quigley was obviously as close as he was.

Hugh stroked Quigley from root to tip, keeping his grip firm, adding a little twist as he reached the base each time. He synchronized his hand movements to complement his c**k’s thrusts, and Quigley groaned. “So close.”

Hugh swiveled his hips hard, aiming to ping Quigley’s prostrate. The wonderful sensation of his d**k dragging across Quigley’s walls almost sent him over the edge himself, but he managed to repeat the maneuver, and this time Quigley exploded in his hand. With relief, Hugh pounded as hard and deep as he could into Quigley. One stroke, two, and on the third, he blasted his c*m deep, feeling it spurt and jet and spray over and over again.

He rested his face on Quigley’s shoulder, their bodies both covered in sweat and sticky from the barbecue sauce. “Every time we f**k, the s*x gets better and better.”

“Except that now we really do need a shower. Likely need to change the sheets too.”

“Not a problem. Oh s**t! I didn’t use a condom. I’m sorry, Quigley—”

“I knew at the time. I’m clean. I haven’t been in a relationship for a while. Besides, if we’re talking about moving in together, we need to establish trust. I trust you.”

Quigley pulled Hugh against him for a harsh kiss. He did trust this man. With his life, as well as with his heart. He gazed deeply into worried green eyes and saw in them that Hugh did trust him but simply felt guilty about not wearing the condom.

“It’s okay. Really.”

“I’m clean too. Like you, it’s been a long time for me. Years. It’s just we’d never talked about going bareback. And I do trust you. With all of my life and everything in it. Including Orion.”

Quigley’s heart pounded so hard he thought he’d crack a rib. For Hugh to say that was beyond anything he’d expected. The best compliment ever. “Thank you. I won’t betray your trust.”

Hugh punched him on the arm. “Right. Let’s get cleaned up.”