Love Means No Boundaries - Andrew Grey

lips or the caress of his hand against his skin. His mind needed it, craved it, and he reveled in it.
     
Moving away from Robbie’s kissable lips, he slid down his body, tongue circling peaked nipples before sliding down his stomach and farther. The long, hard length called to him and he didn’t tease; they were both too far gone. Opening his mouth, he 108
     
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took Robbie deep, sliding his tongue along the ridge as Robbie moaned and writhed beneath him, making small needy sounds that only increased his passion. “Joey!” He warned him, but Joey ignored it. He wanted it, needed to taste this man, wanted to remember it for a long time.
    When Robbie collapsed back on the blanket, Joey brought their lips together, kissing long and deep. “I want to remember this forever.” “Me too.” Robbie wrapped his legs around Joey’s waist.
    “Are you sure?” Joey asked against Robbie’s lips and received a deep kiss as an answer. With a wry smile he knew Robbie couldn’t see, and he couldn’t stop, he kissed him again and tongued his way down the smooth body beneath him. This time he didn’t stop, lifting Robbie’s legs, he watched his face as he slid his tongue farther, deeper, finding the most private part of him. As he swirled his tongue around the opening, Robbie opened his mouth, crying out in an eye-widening, silent, exclamation of joy.
“What are you doing to me?” He managed to moan between deep pants of disbelief. Instead of answering he returned to his small target, swirling and teasing the puckered flesh with fingers and tongue, Robbie gasping as he thrust deep.
     
Reaching into his pants pocket, he found a small packet and tore it open, sliding the condom on and then slowly, lovingly, pressed himself into Robbie’s body.
     
The heat alone threatened to overwhelm him as he pressed deeper and deeper, filling his lover, as Robbie’s small cries urged him on. Then they were joined, the heat from Robbie’s core traveling through him, forging them into one being, their spirits connected.
    He didn’t want to move, but his body could take no more, and slowly he withdrew and plunged deep again, the pressure around 109 Andrew Grey
    him almost too much. This was Robbie, his Robbie. Regardless of whether they ever said the words, regardless of if this was the first and only time they were joined, this was his Robbie. If he had to let him go, so be it, but right now Robbie was his. Leaning forward, Joey kissed him hard, tugging on those luscious lips as he drove deep inside him, the look of complete ecstasy never leaving Robbie’s face—and he knew Robbie felt the same way.
    They moved together, their bodies and spirits coming together in the ultimate expression of love. If they never said it, they were expressing it, and both of them knew it. “Robbie!” Joey felt his voice break as his passion could no longer be contained. His head spun and the world narrowed to only the small clearing and the man he was loving in it.
He heard Robbie call out his name, and he felt him clench around him. He knew Robbie was coming, and that thought broke his last thread of control, and he climaxed as well, filling his lover.
    He stopped, afraid to move, because if he did, it would break their connection—this would be over, and he wanted it to last forever. But everything ends, and slowly, reluctantly, he slipped from Robbie’s body and reclined on the blanket, pulling Robbie to him, their kisses less intense, but no less special. “I don’t want you to go.” There. He’d said it. At least part of it.
    “I know.” Robbie slid his fingers through Joey’s hair.
“Are you looking forward to going home?” He knew this was a completely unfair question, but he’d asked it anyway.
“Yes.” Joey felt his heart clench, knowing he shouldn’t have asked if he didn’t want to know the answer. “I mean, it’s home. It’s the place I know best. But I’m going to miss you very much. This place is so special.” Robbie stopped and then continued. “Because you’re special.”
    Joey swallowed the lump in his chest. “So are you.” Joey clung to Robbie, holding his naked body to his. “Very special.” He 110 Love Means … NO Boundaries
    couldn’t bring himself to say anything more, even though the words were right on the tip of his tongue. Instead he sealed their lips together, holding that sweet body, mapping him with his hands, memorizing the smoothness of his skin, the soft