IslandAffair

gasped, hips thrusting
involuntarily.
    John gripped Rob’s buttocks tighter. He knew he’d be leaving
bruises on that pale flesh and the thought of seeing his mark there made his
own dick throb in his jeans. He groaned, stroking the underside of Rob’s shaft
with his tongue as he withdrew and the younger man shuddered. He repeated the motion,
shifting his grip to put one hand on the base of Rob’s cock, using the slick
moisture of his own saliva to work it in time with his mouth.
    Rob began to moan, fingers gripping John’s hair, the sharp
pain of it helping John fight off the urgency of his own orgasm. He let his
teeth just graze the taut skin of Rob’s erection and he cried out, filling
John’s mouth with his thick, musky seed. John swallowed, licking and sucking
until his lover’s cock had softened completely. He stood and kissed Rob softly.
The other man met his eyes and began unfastening John’s pants, pushing them
down his hips.
    “Your turn, love. I want you inside me. I want to feel you
with me when I hear what they think of me and know that it doesn’t matter
because I belong to you.”
    Rob pulled out a condom and a packet of lubricant from his
pocket and turned to lean against the back of the sofa. With shaking hands John
quickly rolled on the latex sheath and coated himself with the lube. Hissing
when the touch of his hand threatened to bring him off. Rob watched over his
shoulder with hungry eyes, biting his lip when John slid fingers slick with the
cool liquid into his body.
    “Do it, love.” He pushed back against him while John pushed
his dick slowly into his tight heat. John steadied them both, wrapping his arms
around his lover’s slender body, meeting his mouth in a kiss that was clumsy in
its eagerness. They began to move together, grunting as thrust met thrust. The
climax John had denied suddenly flooded him. He bit Rob’s shoulder and gave a
wordless cry. They slumped bonelessly, each enjoying the closeness of the
other’s body before the discomfort of their position forced them to move. John
pulled out gently and kissed the mark he had left on his lover’s shoulder,
making him shiver.
    “Come on, leannan , let’s get cleaned up.”
     
    Robin was quiet and visibly nervous when John dropped him at
work that afternoon. The parking lot was almost empty around them. John hoped
it wasn’t a sign of how Rob’s class was going to go.
    “It’s going to be fine, Robin.”
    The younger man grimaced. “I know. I just wish I could press
fast forward and get this part over with.”
    John studied him. “We don’t have to stay here, you know.
There are other towns. We could make a fresh start. I have enough money until
we get settled.”
    Robin closed his eyes briefly. “This is my home, John. It’s
far from perfect right now—”
    “Very far,” John muttered.
    “But I love it here. I’ve known most of these people my
whole life. I need to try.”
    “I just hate seeing you like this.”
    “I know, hon. I’m trying to be all noble and see myself as a
trailblazer for the gay community of Barretts Cross.” He smiled wryly. “I know I’m not the only gay member of this community. Maybe I can help someone else.”
    John smiled back. “I’ll be sure to bill them for the phone
cable I ripped out yesterday and the paint for the door. Are you sure you’ll be
okay?” He didn’t like that the shadows had deepened beneath his partner’s eyes.
    “I’ll be fine. I’m never alone for long at work. Everyone
knows about my seizures.” Robin leaned across and kissed him quickly. “I have
to go.”
    John watched as the other man walked into the building with
a quick wave. He knew Robin meant it as a reassurance but it didn’t make him
feel better that everyone knew about his condition. If anything it made him
more anxious. Some of the threats they had received had been pretty serious and
the whole damn town knew that Robin had a vulnerability. Like it or not, when
Rob had a fit he was helpless and John didn’t like it. He knew the other man
would be pissed off to hear it though, so he forced himself to drive away. On
impulse he turned in the opposite direction from town, needing to get away from
the prying eyes for a while.
    In a few moments he had left the outskirts of the small
community behind him. The hills and trees around him on the deserted country
road made him feel lighter. The weight of the disapproval of Barretts Cross
lifted from his shoulders for a while. He could