Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 10

answering moan, Con sucked hard, pulling up a bruise beneath the surface of Ren's skin. A whimper sounded from Ren's throat as the boy's hands feverishly stroked Con's head, and his passion rose to a fever pitch.
    Con continued his assault, leaving a trail of hot kisses down Ren's torso. Ren's hands moved restlessly against Con's back and shoulders, as if trying to smooth away the months of yearning and need. Finally, Con knelt down and drew a long slow lick from the base of Ren's cock to the sensitive tip, kissing it almost reverently. Ren let go of a gasping half-sob, overwhelmed by the tenderness of the motion.
    Con continued to lick up over the tip of Ren's cock and back down the underside along the sensitive vein and hard hot flesh. His tongue delved into the slit and fucked it slowly while his hand wrapped around the base and began fisting it up and down. The long smooth gliding motion caused Ren to writhe and whimper under the onslaught. Pausing for just a moment, Con let the reddened tip slip from his mouth and spoke.
    "I want you Ren. I want to feel myself inside you, taking you, loving you." Con raised his head to look up at his boy, his eyes full of passion and just a glimmer of pleading. "Will you let me do that, boy? Will you let me love you?"
    Ren placed his hands on either side of Con's beautiful face and leaned down to kiss his lips, tasting his own musk and getting further aroused with the knowledge that it was his scent that marked Con. "Yes", he breathed out, "yes, oh god, Con, please."
    Con rose and crushed Ren to his chest, peppering his face and neck with kisses. Slowly he drew the boy toward his bed and pressed him down onto the soft surface. He stood by the side of the bed looking at the magnificent creature beneath him. Then reaching into the drawer of the small bedside table, Con drew out a vial of oil, and climbed onto the bed with Ren. Pouring some of the oil onto his fingers he leaned down and began to kiss Ren's neck and chest, pulling the tight nipples into his mouth again, alternately biting and sucking until they were hard and erect. At the same time he reached down with one well-oiled finger and began to slowly circle Ren's tight hole.
    Rubbing a slick path around Ren's sweet pucker caused it to flutter in anticipation and need. Con then pushed in with just the tip of one finger and began to fuck his boy, going in just a little deeper each time. Working his mouth down from the thoroughly teased nipples to the treasure trail where he suckled the tender flesh, Con reached his final destination, Ren's leaking cock. He used his tongue to swirl around the tip, licking up the drops of precum. Ren began to move beneath him, moaning and clutching the blanket in his fists.
    Con worshipped the boy's cock, drawing long slow licks across its slender length and then drawing just the tip into his mouth, pulling and sucking until it was rigid with need. Ren whimpered and finally gasped out a breathy plea, "Please, Con, please."
    Pulling off Ren's cock, Con growled out, "Say it, boy, tell me what you want, say it out loud."
    Ren moaned and moved restlessly, his hands grasping hold of Con's shoulders, pulling him down on top of him. "Fuck me, Con, oh god, please, please, fuck me!"
    In response, Con pushed his finger up inside Ren seeking out the tiny nub that would send his boy to the moon. When Ren whimpered and thrust his hips into the air, Con added a second finger and began to gently move them in and out, pushing against the gland inside over and over again. Bending once more, Con swallowed Ren's cock to the root, and began a slow, long sucking motion up and down causing Ren's hips to lift off the bed and frantically pump into the air. Seconds turned into minutes, endless minutes as Con lovingly brought his boy to the edge of climax, each time withdrawing his fingers from that hot wet hole just enough to thwart completion.
    By the time Con added his third finger, Ren was moaning incoherently and Con's dick was so hard he felt like he was going to explode. Unable to resist any longer, Con slid his fingers free and, after quickly drizzling oil onto his thick cock, he pushed into Ren, thrusting long and deep, giving a guttural cry when the muscle closed around his aching cock. So tight...so good. Both men moaned and Con paused to let his boy adjust to the full feeling. When Ren began to push against Con, he knew it was the signal to move.
    Now Con began to rock in and out of Ren's body, gasping each