miracle (miracle) wrote in luke_noah, @ 2008-11-27 13:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | -[luke/noah]-, fanfic, fanfic: [atwt], fanfic: rating: mature, ยป by: greyhound798 |
Fic: Giving Thanks
Original poster: greyhound798
Title: Giviing Thanks
Author greyhound798
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luke and Noah..and some assorted Snyders
Word count: 5512
Notes: I wrote this story for last Thanksgiving. In my little fic world, Luke was already up and walking. This was my very first fic and I had to stop myself from editing it before posting it here.....LOL...but here it is in all its' orignal glory. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Comments are greatly appreciated!
What was that frigging aggravating noise?
Luke lay immersed in an erotic dream so real, every nerve in his body was tingling. He most definitely did not want to wake up. The jarring ring of his alarm finally penetrated his brain even as he fought to hold on to the dream. Startled, he sat up and looked around. Recognizing his room, he relaxed. This was his first morning waking up in his own bed after too many nights at the farm. So much of who I am is here within these four walls, Luke thought, taking in his comic book collection, his cds, his mess. Sleeping at the farm, he had missed having all his “stuff” around him.
Once the feeling had returned in his legs, Luke insisted on moving back here with his mom. And now Luke was home. It was Thanksgiving morning and he had lots to be thankful for.
Thinking about Noah, he lay in bed with a huge smile on his face. Last night was a revelation. Luke felt hot and bothered just remembering how they touched. As his eyes drifted shut, Luke’s thoughts returned to the previous night…here in this very room ……...
Noah had loaded up his truck with Luke’s things and moved him back to Lily’s. They had finally finished putting away the comic books and movies his friends had given him during his downtime and Noah was laying flat out on the floor exhausted. On the bed, Luke sat up and looked down at him.
“So you ARE coming to Thanksgiving dinner at the farm? I really want you to be there.”
Noah, looking a little embarrassed, told him he still had some misgivings about coming and said “I feel like a charity case. Your whole family feels bad for me. And it will be our first holiday dinner as a couple. Oh look here’s Luke with his stray dog of a boyfriend, no place else to go.”
Luke reassured him that his family was not at all like that and his grandmas had been pestering him to bring Noah by so they could meet him.
“They are so persistent…the only way to get them off my back is for you to come. I need you to help me out here. Otherwise I’ll be stuck in the house all day playing video games with the kids or listening to polite silence from my parents.”
Noah really wanted to go and the conflict showed in his face. Noah's heart skipped a beat as Luke stared hard into his eyes. ”You know you want to, what’s stopping you from saying yes?”
Noah looked up at him with big puppy eyes. How could he put into words these overwhelming feelings that he felt whenever they were together? “Do you want me to act like a boyfriend or just a friend? I’m not sure if I can be with you all day and not touch you.”
Luke reached down to stroke his cheek and felt the all too familiar spark that went straight to his heart. “We can escape after dinner and go feed the horses. No one will bother us in the barn. I’ll make sure of it.”
Noah took a deep breath. This must be what it feels like to jump off a cliff but he was determined to do it for both their sakes. “OK. I’ll go. I’d love to be with you tomorrow.” He laughed “But don’t leave me alone too long with your grandmas.”
This was it, thought Luke. He had hoped Noah would take this step forward. Night after night he had prayed for Noah to come to terms with his shattered life, knowing that, until then, their relationship was at a standstill. The happiness was written all over Luke’s face. Oh shit, Noah thought as he looked into Luke’s eyes, I’m a goner.
As a reward for Noah’s answer, Luke leaned over and softly kissed his lips. Just a feather light touch of tongue, the kiss caused Noah’s whole body to go on red alert. He stood, grabbed Luke by the waist and hauled him up until they were eye to eye.
“I need to touch you. You are making me crazy.” As their bodies collided, Noah wrapped his arms around Luke and held tight. At that moment he couldn’t think, only feel. Luke went on the offensive, his tongue tracing the outline of Noah’s ear and now his mouth was sucking his earlobe. Noah’s erection was instantaneous. Luke had the upper hand and Noah realized the situation was spiraling out of his control. This is all wrong, he thought panicking, I’m the aggressor, and I should be in charge here. Luke felt his sudden hesitation. He pulled back and looked at Noah skeptically, “You just can’t let me take the lead, can you? Just relax and slow down…”
With that, he slowly kissed his way around Noah’s mouth before slipping in his tongue. Noah had never been so aroused in his life and over a simple kiss! Luke was also finding it hard to concentrate. At his age, most guys took making out for granted but not Luke. This was his first time so he went for it with joyful abandon! Ripping off Noah’s shirt, he reveled in the freedom to touch and caress Noah to his heart’s content. Luke ran his palms over Noah’s chest, feeling the heat. He kissed Noah, opening his mouth and rubbing his tongue over Noah’s, sucking it, the friction sending jolts of electricity through his body. This feels so unbelievable, thought Luke, getting lost in the sensations, his own erection like steel. I don’t want to stop. But he knew his mom would be home soon to check on him. It was time to come up for air.
As he tried to break contact, Noah fought him. “Why are you stopping?” he whispered, grinding his painfully erect cock against Luke. “I want to touch you...” Noah’s hand was against Luke’s stomach, unbuttoning his jeans. Luke heard the zipper. He was having major trouble catching his breath so he had to think fast. He knew it was just a matter of time before they were caught.
But Noah walked him backwards until Luke fell onto the bed. “Stop……Noah…….” Luke’s eyes flew open, didn’t even realize he had closed them. Noah froze, looking down at Luke. “Oh…my…God…” he breathed. Jeans open, Luke was sprawled out in all his glory, boxers pulled halfway down, the shiny tip of his erection slipping past the waistband. Noah reached out and traced the head, groaning out loud. Hooking his finger under Luke’s waistband, he pulled the boxers lower, exposing the whole shaft. Luke knew he needed to put the brakes on but……
As Noah’s hand surrounded him, he sucked in a breath, the hot flush rising up through his body. Luke looked down. He was mesmerized by the sight of his cock, hard and wet, as Noah’s tight fist stroked him to the edge of orgasm. Noah still had on his jeans but Luke wanted him to experience the same hot burn. The jeans had to come off. Luke laid his hand over Noah’s very visible hard-on, feeling the hotness through the fabric. As Luke tried to reach for the zipper, Noah stopped and arched himself away. Luke was put off for a second, just long enough to wonder what the hell they were thinking, taking such a risk.
Then came the thought, “Wait, we’re not ready for this, it’s too much, too soon.” The thought got louder and louder in his head until Luke could ignore it no longer. Pulling at Noah’s hand, Luke rolled away. He was trembling so hard he could barely stand, pulling up his boxers and jeans in one jerky move.
This was not how he wanted his first time to be, worrying about being busted by his mom or anyone else who could just walk in. I deserve more, thought Luke, and so does Noah.
He turned, ready for Noah to accuse him of being a cocktease. Noah was pacing the room mumbling “Luke, I am such an ass. I can’t believe I went so far over the line. I’ve done nothing but dream about our first time. And I almost ruined it.”
Luke was stunned. He walked over to Noah and hugged him from behind. “Why are you apologizing? I was just as caught up in the moment as you were. This…” he reached down to lay his hand over Noah’s still rock hard erection, “is a very powerful weapon you have here, Mr. Mayer.” Noah’s hand covered Luke’s. Trapping it against his crotch, he let Luke feel his length, huge, hot and swollen. “I have never been so hard in my life and you’re to blame. When you touched me, I was afraid I was going to come right then and there!” growled Noah. Luke groaned and then laughed. “Enough! We’re going to get caught and then never get the chance to…do this…or this…again.” Luke turned in Noah’s arms and slowly pulled his head closer, kissing him full on the mouth, tongue stroking tongue, hard-on grinding against hard-on, so close the heat was unbearable.
Just then sound penetrated their euphoric haze…Luke pushed Noah away and jumped into bed, under the covers, pretending to sleep, leaving Noah to cover his own ass as Lily called out ,”Luke, Noah, I’m home……”
As Luke was surfacing from his wet dream, Faith knocked on his door. “Hey get up lazybones, it’s time to go get that stupid Hubbard squash!”
Luke, hoping she stayed on the other side of the door, laughed and yelled he would catch up with them at the farm. He wished Noah was coming earlier so he could share this tradition with him……Luke wanted to share everything with him……
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The front yard was full of all sorts of vehicles. Jeez, thought Noah, how many people are here for Thanksgiving anyway? Getting out of his truck, he felt a bad case of the nerves coming on. Noah coached himself, Come on, just put one foot in front of the other.
The din was overwhelming. Never having experienced big family holidays, Noah let himself think for just a minute about his lonely Thanksgiving dinners with his father. They had been two men taking care of themselves with no female presence, no nurturing environment. Now, as Noah stood in the doorway to Luke’s grandma’s house, he could see all he had missed. There was no mistaking the love that permeated the air. Even though Luke’s parents were at odds, they sucked it up and put aside their differences for the day. Luke happened to look up and see Noah watching all the festivities. The sad expression on Noah’s face said it all and Luke realized Noah was going to cut and run. Faith and Natalie were arguing heatedly over some board game so Luke slipped away, catching Noah as he was trying to sneak out.
“Uh Hi…were you just going to leave and stand me up? Because that would be totally not cool.”
Noah’s shoulders were hunched, his back to Luke as he spoke softly “I don’t fit in here. I don’t know how to act and I’m feeling so alone right now…..” he trailed off.
As Luke laid a hand on his shoulder, Noah turned, brown eyes searching blue ones.
“Luke, I thought I could do this, I really did. Except when it came time for me to walk through that door I didn’t feel worthy. Your family is so loving and accepting. My dad is a bigot. There is no way around it. He tried to kill you for God’s sake. I’m still having trouble reconciling the monster who would do that to you with the father I grew up with.”
Luke reassured him, “No one here blames you. The blame lies with your father. Can we put all that aside and enjoy the day together? Why don’t you come in and we’ll go some place quiet until you feel comfortable mingling with my loud, pushy family. All of them are so looking forward to having you here for dinner and…..I’m looking forward to after dinner.” Luke nudged him with his arm and dipped his head, suddenly shy. Noah was smiling when Luke finally took a deep breath and looked up.
“How can I refuse that invitation? And you look so cute pretending to be shy.” Noah reached out and turned Luke to face him. “If I remember correctly, and I believe the memory is etched in my brain for all time, you did not have a shy bone in your body last night. Speaking of, that was a dirty trick you pulled, leaving me with a baseball bat of a hard-on to face your mom while you were safe and hiding under the covers. Man, if I hadn’t turned off the light and run for the chair and a pillow, she would have caught an eyeful! So you owe me, Snyder. You want me to stay for dinner, I will. But dessert will be in the barn, got that?”
Got that? Was Noah joking? Luke got it loud and clear. Ecstatic with the prospect of another make-out session and who knew what else, Luke just smiled, his sexy, adorable lips curving with a slightly smug expression. OK, he decided, we are on our way to the ballpark and Noah is packing the equipment!
Dinner was served with a minimum of fuss but the sheer amount of food was staggering. Noah and his dad had always eaten in restaurants for the holidays. The Colonel did not approve of leftovers. According to Snyder family tradition, Luke said, there had to be leftovers and part of the fun involved eating turkey and stuffing sandwiches late Thanksgiving night. After putting away two helpings of every dish served, Noah wondered how he could possibly eat anymore later tonight. But Luke had plans. He was going to make sure Noah was sufficiently hungry by engaging him in some strenuous activity soon, very soon…..
As soon as the dishes were cleared, Luke and Noah excused themselves. Luke made up a line about Noah wanting to learn to ride. They were going to check out the stables so Noah could meet the horses and then explore the farm while trying to work off dinner.
Lily was surprised they weren’t staying for dessert. “Luke, Grandma Emma made your favorite.”
“We’re stuffed Mom. I can’t eat another bite and I’m sure Noah can’t either. Not with the two plates of everything he scarfed up!” Noah whacked Luke’s arm. “Thanks a lot, embarrass me why don’t you. Mrs. Snyder, everything was delicious but honestly there’s no way I can fit dessert right now.”
Luke covered his laugh with a cough as Lily told Noah “Please call me Lily. There are so many Mrs. Snyders running around using our first names is the easiest way to avoid confusion.”
Luke grabbed a jacket and motioned for Noah to follow. “If we don’t go now we’ll never get out of here.” Lily called out “Don’t forget to come in later for turkey sandwiches.” As Luke passed through the door he whispered innocently under his breath to Noah, “You WILL be working up an appetite after all!”
Noah just shook his head, snickering to himself. One minute Luke was very ballsy and the next he was so shy. I just love being around him, Noah admitted to himself, he makes me happy.
Outside, the perfect fall afternoon was crisp and cool, forcing Noah to put his cold hands in his pockets. He really wanted to hold Luke’s hand but they were within sight of the house and Noah was not yet comfortable with public displays of affection. Growing up without a mom, Noah hadn’t experienced many hugs and kisses. After all, his dad thought a slap on the back was the ultimate expression of love between a father and son. But he was watching today as Holden walked up and hugged Luke for no reason, just because. It brought a lump to Noah’s throat and he was pissed at his dad for denying him that part of their relationship.
As Luke walked slowly beside Noah on the way to the barn, he also had his hands in his pockets. Since Noah hadn’t tried to get closer, he decided to make the first move. He couldn’t stand the silence any longer and reached out and touched Noah’s arm. They stopped, turning to face each other. Luke sensed Noah was still very troubled. During dinner, Noah had seemed to put his apprehensions behind him but now Luke could see they were hidden just under the surface itching to break free.
“Noah, I wanted you to have a good time today. Please try to let go of what’s bothering you for a little while. The horses will sense you’re anxious and be very skittish.”
Noah let out a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I’m not being a very attentive boyfriend. OK let me start by doing this.” Smiling, he reached for Luke’s hand and wrapped his around it. As Noah’s thumb stroked his skin, Luke’s heart began to pound. He could feel the silly grin spread over his face but he didn’t care.
“I’ve been waiting patiently for you to touch me but damn you are slow,”
Noah laughed. “Then why didn’t you grab me?”
“I know you like to be the alpha dog so I figured I’d see how long you could hold out without touching me. But I wasn’t going to make it easy. A little accidental rubbing up behind you, a little hot and heavy breathing and if that didn’t work the clothes were coming off!” Luke had a hard time keeping a straight face while saying all this.
Noah now pictured Luke doing a strip tease and fell silent. Luke noticed and examined Noah’s face. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?
Noah shook his head to clear it. “Are you kidding me? I’m getting hot just thinking about it.”
Luke grabbed Noah’s hand and pulled him the rest of the way to the barn. Once inside, Luke shut the doors and slid the bolt, locking them in. He turned to face Noah, his face naked with longing. The air was crackling with sexual tension. Noah never experienced anything so powerful in his life. All he wanted was to get his hands on Luke, naked.
“This is nuts, are you sure no one will come down here?” Noah was in trouble, his common sense all but deserting him.
Luke, ever the Boy Scout, had prepared for this tryst by sneaking down that morning, making sure there were blankets and hiding some clean towels and his special surprise (ordered online and delivered in a plain brown wrapper!). But if things didn’t progress beyond some hot and heavy making out, maybe some mutual stroking, he was fine with that. Luke had given a lot of thought to how far he actually wanted to go. For all his bravado, he was still a virgin and wasn’t sure he was ready to give it up.
“I told you we will be fine. Do you have any idea how many members of my family have snuck down here and fooled around in this barn? If the doors are locked no one can get in. Now…I have blankets, wait here they are. I want to use two because the hay is prickly.” Luke shook the blankets out and Noah helped him spread them on a huge pile of hay. A third one went sailing by Noah’s head. He ducked and Luke wiggled his eyebrows “That one is for on top.”
Noah advanced on him, closing the space quickly. “OK hotshot. You promised to strip, now let’s get started.” Luke backed up and shook off his coat. Noah did the same.
“Oh am I going to get the same treat?” Luke whispered. “Actually I was going to do this first…” He moved behind Noah and wrapped his arms around his waist, slowly rubbing up and down his back. Amazingly enough, Noah could feel Luke’s hot length through both layers of denim, rubbing along the crack of his ass. That, combined with Luke blowing hot breath onto his neck, made him so aroused, he was shaking.
Noah broke the embrace, unsteady on his feet. “I have to tell you, I can’t take much more of that.” Luke sighed and moved away. “Then we’ll slow down. No rush.” Noah turned and reached out, snagging Luke by the waist. “Don’t go too slow,” he teased, “Ahhh but now it’s my turn…”
Noah’s fingers traced Luke’s face, lingering on his mouth. “Your mouth makes me so hot.” Noah reached out to trace the Cupid’s bow with the tip of his finger. “It was the very first thing that caught my attention the moment I met you….that and the way you sometimes stare at me with your mouth open and lips wet just daring me to step up and kiss you senseless….”
As Noah’s voice quieted to a whisper, Luke took that step forward, opening his mouth just far enough for Noah’s finger to slide in. His lips now surrounded it, tongue gently licking, watching the fire escalate in Noah’s eyes. Noah was slowly coming to life, warming to the chase. Now…..here was the hot guy who just last night wanted to rip my pants off, thought Luke. Ohhh……I’m off and running to first base….
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Luke slowly let go of Noah’s finger, giving it one last stroke with his tongue. “I promised you a strip....,” Luke barely got the words out and Noah was unbuttoning Luke’s shirt, pushing it down his arms, “I can’t wait…I want to touch you…NOW!”
Noah ripped off his shirt too and reached for Luke, crushing him in a fierce hug, putting their bodies in perfect alignment from chest to crotch. As they moved against each other, the friction was like a thunderbolt straight to their matching rock hard erections. Luke and Noah both groaned and started a slow grind but their jeans were making it difficult. Noah stuck his hand between them and unbuttoned Luke’s top button and unzipped his fly, struggling to push the jeans off. Luke was doing the same for Noah but their hands kept getting tangled and then Noah’s zipper was caught in his boxers……
They each took a step back and surveyed the damage. Noah was trying not to laugh and Luke was covering his mouth not quite smothering his giggles.
“Wow, if I wasn’t so hard, this would really be funny.” Noah reached down and yanked at his zipper. The boxers were firmly jammed in the metal teeth. As he worked fruitlessly at the zipper, Luke had managed to slide his own jeans off and was more than happy to help Noah. He stepped in front of Noah, reached out and pulled both jeans and boxers down in one fell swoop. Shocked, Noah turned around and shielded himself from Luke’s eyes. Just as shocked at his reaction, Luke laid his hands on Noah’s back. The shudder that went through Noah’s body worried Luke and he slowly stroked the firm muscles to calm him down.
“Umm…Noah? Are you OK? I was just trying to help you out.” Could this be shyness, Luke thought, or embarrassment?
Noah’s face was flaming. He had no idea Luke would make such a move so soon. “Luke, can you hand me my jeans, please?” Speechless, Luke handed over the jeans. Noah proceeded to work the boxers free and stepped into them. Well at least he didn’t put his jeans back on too, groused Luke.
“OK, what’s the problem?” He led Noah over to the blanket. Luke started to sit, pulling him off balance. Noah landed in a heap, half on Luke’s lap. His boxers gaped open at the fly and Luke sucked in a deep breath. Well the problem certainly wasn’t his ability to turn into a steel rod. Noah realized where he was looking and decided not to cover himself. Their eyes met and the bottom dropped out of his stomach. Luke, close to hyperventilating, lay back on the blankets. Noah lay beside him and confessed.
“I’ve never done this with a guy before, any of it. I came close but I was scared somehow my dad would find out. You know I slept with Maddie and there was one other girl back in high school. And in both of those relationships, to be honest here, I didn’t feel good. It felt wrong for me. That’s it. Now you know my secret. I wanted you to believe I had some experience with guys but I don’t. I know you’re a virgin and ….” Noah stopped. This was coming out all wrong. He sat up and turned to face Luke.
“Let me start at the beginning. When I knew for sure that I was gay, I can’t describe the way I felt. I was scared because I knew I had to at least try to conform, live the “right”, Noah made quotation marks with his fingers, “way according to my father. And the older I got, the more I realized, to live up to his expectations, I had to close off a part of myself. Knowing my father, he would never accept the fact that I was gay and would try to hammer into me that my attraction to guys was not “normal”. I still wanted to please him and make him proud of me so I kept trying harder and harder. Now I realize I was deluding myself thinking I could lie about who I really am, inside, where it counts.”
Luke, by now speechless a second time, took Noah’s hand and raised it to his lips, kissing his open palm. “I kind of figured you were scared and I am too but we’re in this together. I love that you told me all this because it brings me closer to you. And that’s what I want… to be close to you.”
Noah rolled over Luke, pressing him into the soft bed of hay. “I have never felt close to anyone in my whole life until now. Making that confession was the smartest move I have ever made. Oh except for the moves I’m going to make right now!”
Luke’s eyes widened as Noah’s fingertips trailed across his chest, stopped at his nipples and began to rub. The tingly sparks this move generated made Luke moan out loud and his erection stood up even harder. Noah saw the twitching going on beneath Luke’s baggy boxers and smiled. I have this amazing effect on him, he marveled, so this is how it feels. He wanted to eat him up and protect him at the same time.
Luke, totally enjoying the moment, roused himself enough to reach beneath the hay and pull out what he had hidden earlier that morning. Noah looked at what he pulled out and snickered. “What do you have there, innocent Luke? I see you are prepared for a not so innocent moment.”
In Luke’s hand was what looked like a tub of butter. “Well I was doing some poking around online and read that a lubricant would do a better job than spit and since I couldn’t just go into Oakdale Pharmacy and have the whole town know what I was up to, I ordered this online.” This, Noah read with a laugh, was Boy Butter, with the tag line “You won’t believe it’s not Boy Butter”.
With a wicked gleam in his eye, Noah opened the tub and dipped in his finger. “Let’s see what all the hype is, farm boy.” Oh boy….second base was within reach……
Luke almost stopped breathing when Noah pulled at his boxers and his throbbing cock was exposed. Watching Noah’s finger touch his erection, Luke felt it jump and grow even harder. Now Noah was using his whole hand to spread the lube and Luke was going out of his mind. Noah surveyed his handiwork and groaned. With his thumb he started stroking, rubbing the tip of Luke’s hard-on and moving along the swollen length until Luke was breathing so fast Noah thought he would pass out from the pleasure. He splayed his palm over Luke’s scrotum, so soft and hard at the same time. Noah’s body was vibrating at this point but he held himself back.
Luke was in a zone, none of his private touching had prepared him for the sensations that swamped him now. Noah’s hand wrapped around his massive cock and began to pump in a steady rhythm. “On fire,” Luke gasped, “I feel like I am on fire. It’s amazing.” The slippery friction brought him close to coming but he was aware enough to want Noah to join the party.
Slipping out of Noah’s grasp, Luke felt around behind him for the Boy Butter. “This stuff is worth its’ weight in gold” Luke croaked out, his throat dry from breathing so fast through his mouth. He found the open tub and scooped out the vanilla scented butter.
Noah’s blood was pounding through his body, every vessel engorged. He literally was going to lose consciousness if he didn’t take some deep breaths. Luke raised an eyebrow, watching him battle for control and asked in that sexy, scratchy voice, “Noah, will you please take off your boxers. My hands are all slippery.” Oh God, Noah thought, if Luke touches me it’s all over.
“Luke, I will go off like a rocket if you start with that stuff. I need to calm down here or I will embarrass myself.” Noah lay back on the blanket and covered his eyes. He tried counting from 50 backwards. When that didn’t work, he tried reciting all fifty states and their capitals.
Luke sat through all this with a smirk on his face. I’ll fix his ass, smiled Luke, wait, no, I’ll fix his hard-on! Noah’s eyes were still covered and Luke intended to take full advantage. Noah’s breathing had now steadied into a regular rhythm and Luke suspected he may have dozed off. That’s OK, he figured, I have a plan.
Through Noah’s fly, Luke could see his huge erection. With a finger, he opened the fly until Noah’s cock was released from the soft white cotton. Noah groaned but didn’t open his eyes. Luke drooled. Noah’s shaft was so engorged it was pulsing to its’ own beat and the head was slick and shiny. Luke, the butter warm on his fingers, started rubbing it on the tip and then down the length of him. Noah was moaning in reaction but still not opening his eyes. Luke took him in his fist and started the same maddening stroke Noah used on him. Luke watched his face and knew the exact moment Noah came to and saw it was not a dream.
Noah was hovering between heaven and hell. He felt scorched from the inside out but the most incredible beautiful feelings were welling up inside him too. Noah reached up and pulled Luke closer. Cupping his head, Noah kissed him with a reverence that was almost holy. Their tongues met and it felt like the 4th of July! Noah sucked on the tip, hearing the moans that came out of Luke’s mouth, the sound bringing him to the point of no return.
Luke still had him in his grip, the Boy Butter smoothing the way. Noah felt a deep rising heat throughout his body and could not stop it.
It was time. Noah flipped Luke on his back and slipped his hand between them. He ran his open palm up Luke’s hot swollen shaft to the wet, distended head. Noah pressed the hot erection against his own and holding both wrapped in his hands, stroked hard, his fists slippery, the friction sending them both over the edge. Luke stiffened and with a low groan, erupted in long spurts. Noah’s orgasm rolled over him like a freight train, his come exploding all over his stomach. When he could breathe, his first coherent thought was, I love this man, he sighed. He only hoped Luke felt the same.
Luke came to slowly, smiling a sappy grin. “I didn’t just dream that did I?” Noah, exhausted, touched his forehead to Luke’s, saying sleepily, “Then I had the same dream!” Luke raised his fist and tiredly cheered, “Woohoo…right through third base and on to score!” Noah lay there thinking, I am in love with a nut!
They had been gone for hours. It was time to go before a Snyder family missing persons alert was broadcast. As Luke tried to sit up, he yelped. He looked down and cracked up laughing. All his chest hair was stuck to Noah! The Boy Butter mixed with their come created a lovely sticky mess. “It’s a good thing I hid some towels down here. If we don’t wash this stuff off, we’ll be stuck together for life.”
Noah had no problem with that.