“I don’t think I’ll ever understand, but I was lucky. I had both parents.”
“You did, and from what I’ve heard, Grantham loved you all.”
“He did.” Archer smiled softly. “I miss him, but Mom’s happy.”
“Dad loves her. You don’t have to worry.”
“I’m not. I’ve seen them together.”
Archer sat next to Cain and took a mouthful of chili, moaning when the taste exploded on his tongue, quickly followed by heat that made his eyes water. “Fuck, Cain,” he croaked out as he reached for a glass of water to quench the inferno roaring in his mouth.
Cain laughed and carried on eating. “I like it hot.”
“You don’t say. I think I just melted my tongue.” Archer stuck his tongue out and flapped his hand in front of him, causing Cain to burst out laughing.
“It’s not that hot!”
“Really? When the sun finally gives up and dies, we could use my tongue as a substitute. It could like up the entire sky.”
Cain laughed harder, almost falling out of his chair. “You wuss.”
“I need to check if we have yogurt or something.”
“There’s yogurt in the fridge.” Cain stood as Archer reached for the water again and came back with the sour cream and a spoon. He put two heaping spoonful’s on Archer’s chili, chuckling continuously.
“I swear you’re trying to kill me for my life insurance policy.”
“Nah, I like your mouth too much. Oh, and your ass.”
“Last night was hot.” Archer almost purred thinking about it. Cain had been a demon, taking him as he’d lain tied to the bed, and that was after a serious amount of foreplay. Cain could suck his dick like no man had ever done.
The rimming was the icing on the cake.
“Wanna do it again?”
“Me tied up and you dominating? Hell, yeah. I haven’t come like that since...”
“Four days ago, when we had sex. Me either.”
“Says something, doesn’t it.” Archer smiled, and Cain returned it. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Now eat the food I lovingly prepared for you.” Cain took a mouthful of food, and once he’d finished, he said, “Did I tell you I ran into Walter?”
Archer gulped. “What did he say?”
“We had a pleasant conversation about the man in the room next to his. Apparently, Walter can hear him whack his meat, as he put it.”
“Whack his meat?” Archer groaned and closed his eyes. Whack his meat?
“Oh yeah. Asked me should he knock on the door and offer a hand, a mouth, or an ass.”
Archer coughed, nearly choking on the food he’d just tried to swallow. “Fuck, no.”
“Then we had the usual lube discussion followed by stretching. I was able to defer answering because I’ve only had sex with you, and I lack the experience to answer the question properly.”
“He’s gonna call me, isn’t he?”
Cain smiled and nodded. “Oh yes. Be prepared. He wants details. All the details.”
Archer whimpered, and Cain grinned. “Shit.”
“Yeah, that might get mentioned too. The meds are still making him constipated.”
“Maybe give him some of this chili.”
Cain arched an eyebrow and waved his fork at Archer’s bowl. “Eat up. We have some fun to get ready for.”
Archer never ate so fast in his life and the clean-up was the ‘throw it in the sink’ method. Grabbing Cain’s hand, he dragged him behind him, smiling as Cain chuckled.
“Eager?”
“For sex with you?” Archer asked. “Always.”
He stood in the bedroom and stripped, watching Cain as he went at a much slower pace. Almost torturously slow. “Cain,” he whined.
Cain kicked his briefs free and reached out to Archer, sliding his hands up his arms, until he linked them behind his neck. “I’m right here.” He whispered the words against Archer’s lips, and Archer groaned, letting Cain’s tongue explore his mouth.
No matter how many times they’d kissed and touched, Archer simply couldn’t get enough of Cain and the way he made his body come alive. He grabbed Cain’s ass, pulling him closer until their dicks rubbed together.
Both men moaned, and Cain moved them closer to the bed, each step seemingly agonizingly slow until the back of Archer’s calves hit the mattress. He sat and pulled Cain with him until Cain lay sprawled on top on him.
Archer caressed his back, feeling the warm smooth skin under his palms. All his to do with as he pleased, and right then he wanted to roll over and feel Cain take his ass. After the day he’d had, he needed a good fuck.
Cain had other ideas and palmed his cheeks as their tongues tangled. Archer knew Cain liked to play more, kiss and touch more, and normally Archer would be right on board with that, but not today.
“Cain, please. I need you tonight.”
Cain lifted his lips and rubbed his thumb over Archer’s own. “What do you want?”
Archer’s eyes widened at the possibilities, but he wanted one thing at that moment, and it was surprisingly different to earlier. “Ride me.”
Cain bit his lip, his eyes sparkling. “Oh yeah. I haven’t done that in a while.”
“You look so hot riding me; your ass feels like a glove, all hot and tight.”
Cain hummed and leaned down, biting Archer’s bottom lip. “I do love it when you talk dirty.”
“Ride me, Cain. Make me come so hard in your ass.”
“Archer...”
“Let me get you ready. I haven’t tasted you in days.”
Cain whined and rolled off Archer, spreading his legs wide. Archer moved down the bed and stared at Cain’s body, again amazed that it was all his. Cain was perfect.
The lube landed next to Cain’s hip, and Archer grinned up at him then leaned closer and licked Cain’s shaft. Moaning, he blew across the head, then licked the precome bubbling up. “Fuck, Cain.”
He sucked the head in his mouth, his cheeks hollowing, and Cain’s hips thrust up. “Archer,” he cried. Archer sucked more of the head in his mouth, his hand stroking the shaft while his other hand rolled and played with Cain’s nuts. He knew by now how much Cain loved to have them played with, and Archer did it at every opportunity.
Cain’s body shuddered and writhed, his legs sliding across the sheets. Archer took more of Cain’s dick in his mouth and swallowed, loving the way Cain’s body jerked. He slowly pulled off then licked down the shaft until he could take one of Cain’s balls in his mouth.
He moved to the other then quickly down. Cain’s ass was his destination. Cain shivered and whimpered. “Archer...”
Archer slid his hands down Cain’s thighs and spread his legs wider then pushed them up so he could get to Cain’s hole. It tightened in front of him, and he licked across it, tasting nothing but Cain.
Cain jerked and panted above him, and Archer did it again, feeling the tremor that rolled through Cain’s body. He flicked Cain’s hole with his tongue, light touches that he knew would drive Cain wild. He kept doing it, adding the occasional longer lick, keeping Cain needy and on edge.
He licked and flicked until he knew Cain was ready, then he slipped the tip of his tongue in and out. Cain cried out, his thighs tightening under Archer’s hands, but Archer didn’t stop. In and out, his tongue moved until it wasn’t just the tip. Soon, his full tongue was involved, and he went to town, fucking Cain’s ass with it.