Love Means Courage - Andrew Grey

“Then get me naked.” Cliff lifted his head, and Len saw the desire in those eyes. “Take what you want, anything you want, and make me yours.” Cliff’s lips crashed onto his, the kiss hard and possessive. This was what he’d hoped for—that given the chance, Cliff would stake a claim to him, tell him in his own way that Len was his.
    Cliff lifted his lips away from Len’s only long enough to pull off their shirts, and then the lips were back, taking what they wanted, and tongue devouring Len’s mouth. Hands opened Len’s pants, sliding down the zipper, pushing the denim past Len’s hips. “I want you, Len, want you so bad.”
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    “Then make love to me, Cliff.” The lips stopped, and Len felt Cliff’s entire body tense, Cliff’s eyes locking onto Len’s. Damn it, I pushed too hard. But the lips returned with more vigor, and Len shimmied his pants off his legs, lying naked beneath Cliff’s firm body.

    Cliff lifted himself up, standing and opening his pants, eyes gleaming as he looked at Len’s prone body. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
    Len met Cliff’s gaze. “Only if you mean it, Cliff. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want, or say anything you don’t really mean.” Len watched as Cliff’s pants slid down his legs, pooling by his feet. Two quick steps later, Cliff was naked, his body pressing Len’s against the soft earth. Their lips rejoined, and Len felt Cliff’s ardor against his hip as hot skin slid against his. “I’ve waited for you to make love to me for a very long time,” Len whimpered into Cliff’s ear. “I had a huge crush on you in high school, but I’ve come to love you over the past couple months.”
    “You have? You do?” Len nodded against Cliff’s lips as his skin was caressed. Lifting his legs, he wrapped them around Cliff’s hips, offering himself to Cliff, letting him know that he was willing and eager to give him his most private, most intimate, self. Cliff’s eyes shone with understanding and what Len read as love.
    Cliff’s hands slid along Len’s thighs until fingertips brushed over his opening. The gentle touch sent a shock wave through him, and he shivered against Cliff’s body, holding on tight as in case he only got to do this once. He’d told Cliff how he felt. Told him that he loved him, and while Cliff hadn’t said it back, his hands and body were talking pretty loudly on their own. Cliff’s head dipped slightly, and his tongue made little circles around a nipple, teasing the flesh ever so slightly. “Cliff, please.” His knew he was whining, but he didn’t care. “Please don’t tease me.”
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“I don’t have anything… won’t it hurt you?” That tongue spun around his nipple again, this time with a little more force.
“Here.” Len handed him a small tube of Vaseline he’d had in his pocket. “I need you, Cliff. Need to know what you feel like inside me.” “I’ve never done this.” Cliff’s voice was sweet, filled with concern and uncertainty.
    “Use your fingers to start.” Cliff nodded and a few seconds later, Len felt a long, thick digit slowly work its way inside him, making small circles as it slipped past the guardian muscle and deeper into his body. “Do you feel a small bump?” Cliff nodded.
    “Rub it slightly.” Cliff nodded again, and a zing flashed along Len’s spine.
“Are you okay?” Cliff began to remove his finger.
“Yes, more than okay. Do that again.” Cliff complied, and Len felt his eyes roll to the back of his head.
“That’s good, huh?”
    “Yes, very good. You can try another finger.” Cliff nodded and a second finger joined the first, stretching the muscle with a slight burn that quickly faded to pleasure as Cliff kept massaging that special spot. “Yes! Please, Cliff.”
    Then the fingers slipped from his body, replaced by Cliff, as he slowly and insistently pressed inside. “Cliff, so big.” He felt Cliff breach his muscle and slide deeper into him. “So good.” He moaned softly as Cliff filled him fully, resting against his hips, and started to pull back. Len put his hand on Cliff’s hip to still him and give himself time to adjust. “Not yet.” Cliff nodded, waited, and then slowly pulled back before filling him again.
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“Yes!” With Len’s encouragement, Cliff began aggressively thrusting, going deep and long until Len’s cries filled the clearing.
    “Make me yours, Cliff, make me yours!”