Chapter Four
Eff You, Mother Nature
Adrian was pretty darn proud of himself. Justin was speechless.
I managed to have him blown in record time and rendered him speechless.
He wanted to high-five himself but was fairly sure that would be in poor form.
“Thank you,” Justin said as he sat beside him. He pulled Adrian close and kissed him with gusto. Most guys he had been with never would have even considered kissing him after a blow job. Some guys were so weird that way. All gung ho for you to have them in your mouth and for you to swallow their cum, but not at all wanting it near them afterward. He didn’t get it. Adrian loved to taste himself on a man’s lips after he’d been brought to orgasm.
They were both panting as they broke the kiss. “Really, thank you. That was…yeah.” Justin’s words still had not fully formed, and Adrian loved it. He really hoped Justin was in town for a while. Maybe he could create an incentive plan for his cabin-clearing. Get three piles put away and earn a sexy Justin break. Not that he would announce that was part of the plan.
“What has you so amused?” Justin asked as he pulled Adrian’s shirt up over his head. Then he moved to Adrian’s jeans, and any hope he had of remembering what they were talking about was gone.
“I have absolutely no idea what the question is anymore. Are you going to take care of this or not?” Adrian glanced down at his exposed cock, standing loud and proud, waiting for attention. “I seemed to remember the promise of kisses.”
“I guess now is as good a time as any to show you I don’t break my promises.” Before Adrian could come up with a witty retort, Justin sucked his cock into his mouth. Adrian had to stop himself from squirming. What was it with this man? One touch of his lips, and Adrian was ready to beg him to do all kinds of dirty deeds.
Justin slid up then repeated the action. Adrian was done for. This man was going to turn him into a hot, liquid puddle—and he was oddly okay with that.
“Is that better?” Justin rasped. He was looking up at Adrian as he repeated his action.
“Uh huh.” He nodded. Adrian wanted to touch him, but Justin had worked so hard not to take over earlier, Adrian felt he owed him the same respect.
“You are so gorgeous. This.” He licked up Adrian’s cock to indicate what he was talking about, as if Adrian couldn’t have guessed. “This is perfect.” Smiling, he circled Adrian’s balls with his tongue and hefted them in one hand. “And these? Completely and utterly perfect. I could sit here and feast on them all day, but from the way you are working so hard not to move, I am guessing you would like me to focus my attention more precisely.”
Adrian simply nodded, afraid if he spoke he would break the spell.
“Your dick needs my attention, doesn’t it? And your ass?”
“Yes.” His word was more a moan, and it sounded nothing like him. It was not going to take much for him to completely lose control.
“Stand up for me.” It was not a question. It was a command, and goodness help him, he liked it. “Now, turn around.” Adrian turned slowly, thinking Justin wanted a show, but he was halfway around when the other man stopped him with his front pressed against Adrian’s back. “Perfect.”
He could already feel Justin’s cock coming back to life. Justin reached around and pulled him back in closer. Yep, that was a boner. Today was going to be fun.
“Normally, I would take my time and tease you to orgasm.” His breath hit Adrian’s neck as he whispered the words. “But I don’t think that’s what you want today.” His hand stopped moving just as it approached his cock. “I think today you want it fast, don’t you?”
“Yes.” Needy, he sounded needy. Heck he was needy, so how else was he going to sound?
“Well then, that is what I am going to give you.” He began to move his hand again and quickly wrapped it around the base of Adrian’s cock. “I think I can have you coming in less than a minute.”
Adrian squirmed, trying to encourage him to move his hand. His fingertip was just sitting there on the head. “Yes, I think that will be my goal for the day.” Before Adrian could reply and probably embarrass himself by admitting a similar bet had gone through his mind when he was taking Justin into his mouth, he began to move—not only pumping up and down Adrian’s cock, but slipping one finger then another, around and around Adrian’s ass.
His fingers felt incredible, flirting with him. They circled a few times before Justin sank one finger into him while simultaneously pumping his fist up and down. That was all it took. Adrian exploded.
Justin’s lips were at his ear, saying words of encouragement as they rode out his orgasm. Adrian couldn’t remember a time he had come that quickly and certainly not that forcefully. If not for Justin standing behind him, holding him up, he would probably be sporting a concussion from hitting his head on the boulder in front of them. His body shook with pleasure, and sounds seemed farther and farther away. Justin moved his hand lightly over the sensitive head of his cock, helping him ride out his orgasm to its fullest potential. The man was gifted.
Rain hit Adrian’s face. Suck. One crappy thing about the Midwest was the way storms rolled in so quickly. It had been beautiful when they began, and now the darkness had set in. One drop became two, which became many. Oh well, rain sex could be fun.
Then Mother Nature decided to pull the ultimate cockblock, and lightning hit a tree within his eyesight. Rain fucking was going to need to be put on hold.
“Fuck,” Justin cursed.
“Fuck indeed,” he agreed. “Rain sex is one thing.”
“Yeah, lightning sex is a hard limit for me,” Justin teased. “Which is closer?”
“Which what?” Adrian gathered his clothes and fought his way back into his jeans. They were already soaking wet and a beast to put on.
“My truck or your cabin?” He was pulling his pants up as he said it, and Adrian hoped he completely missed the panic in his eyes at the question.
“Um.” He grabbed his shirt and slowly tugged it on to buy a moment to think. The cabin was a bit closer, but explaining why Justin couldn’t see it would suck.
Lightning hit again as he worked the shirt past his eyes. Fuck it. The lightning was too close to play this game. “The cabin.”
He had the box up, and like the thoughtful man he appeared to be, he had covered it with the lid. It wasn’t perfect because of all the items inside, but it was probably keeping most of the water out.
“Which way?”
“Follow me.” He walked toward the place he called home, the whole time inwardly cussing Mother Nature for not only cockblocking him, but also for probably ruining the good thing he had begun with Justin. Adrian living in an invisible house was probably going to freak him the heck out.