Greetings Loved Ones!
Welcome to this week's Silver Flash! The guys are still in the bedroom so the heat is still on this week. There is sexual content so if you are not a fan of beautiful gay men enjoying each other's bodies, then I'd recommend leaving this site. This is an over 18 episode here people so if you are offended by gay sexual content, I'd recommend you not read any further. If you are a fan, well then I hope you enjoy their antics.
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As always, wishing you Love and Butterflies,
Foxe & Hund : 11
TJ froze. What?! It took everything in his power not to come off with some trite response to the man whose grip had increased, becoming almost brutally painful. What was he supposed to say… should he say anything… should he laugh it off or feign sleep… Well, too late for that, his hand had begun moving again through Zane’s hair.
His emotions were in a turmoil, yet the feel of Zane’s silken hair flowing through his finger, short though it was, relaxed him beyond measure. He sighed softly in the afterglow of his orgasm, the declaration hadn’t really disturbed his bliss overmuch. He knew there was no way he could get out of this unscathed. There was no way he was returning the declaration, not now. He hadn’t even decided how he really felt about Zane. He liked Zane… thought the man was hot as hell. He flipped every single one of TJ’s buttons and could have him wanting with a simple touch. But even TJ knew that was lust, love’s ugly step-cousin.
“I’m sorry… I…” Zane began to pull away from TJ.
“No you don’t. You stay right there and keep holding on. Don’t you dare move.” TJ practically growled, his fists knotting in Zane’s hair, holding him in place. Zane hissed, but his grip around TJ’s waist tightened.
“Okay…” Zane mumbled, shaking his head, rubbing his face into TJ’s groin.
TJ took a deep breath, his fingers petting Zane’s hair as though nothing had happened. “I…I’m not sure what to say, Zane.” TJ looked down to see Zane clutching him with a desperation so touching that he almost capitulated and damned the consequences. The problem would be that it’d be a lie. He wouldn’t lie to Zane; he liked Zane but the “L” word was too much. He refused to utter that before it was true and make it meaningless. With all the relationships and lovers he’d had in the past, he’d yet to declare that word to anyone. With Zane, he could see… could feel the possibilities in the air. He wouldn’t make them meaningless.
“I know I shouldn’t have said it. It isn’t fair of me to expect you to return it.” Zane shook his head again and groaned. “I’ve watched you for so long. I’ve been wanting you for so long it just became this overwhelming part of me. I’ve grown to love you, seeing you every day. How much you care about those you work with and never—never letting the job get to you.”
“No, let me finish.” Zane looked up into TJ’s eyes. “You’re strong. So beautiful, loyal, honest…”
“Stop, you’re making me sound like a Labrador.”
Zane sighed and crawled up the bed. He cupped TJ’s face gently. “I know you can’t love me back. Maybe I can hope you might like me… Maybe you’ll give me a chance to prove how much I love you and you’ll come to care about me too.”
“I do care about you, Zane. I do like you, I always have.”
“Then let me show you how good we can be together.” Zane brushed a hot kiss across TJ’s lips, nipping at his bottom lip then lapping at the burn. Zane rolled TJ under him, straddling his thighs. Pushing himself up and back he sat on his heels. He stripped the navy knit sweater off over his head. TJ’s hands were immediately on his chest, caressing his skin, running over his pecs, down across his stomach and resting on his abs as Zane struggled to undo the buckle on his belt.
TJ brushed his hands out of the way and began working on the belt himself. “Let me unwrap my own present.” He grinned up into Zane’s face. His eyes danced with mischief. Zane was glad that the mood was back, light and fun. He wanted to make this a night TJ’d always remember fondly, not the night he put his foot in it … yet again.
Trembling fingers struggled with his top button, but hesitated on the zipper. Zane’s erection pressed hard against the ziper and with slow care, TJ drew down on the tab, releasing Zane’s cock—he’d gone commando under his jeans—from confinement.
“That boy’s a monster.” TJ’s voice came out in awe as he reached for and held Zane’s engorged shaft in his hand.
“You can handle it. I know you can. We were made for each other.” Zane leaned forward and kissed TJ breathless as he shucked his jeans, kicking them to the floor. “I’m going to be so good to you. But if you want to stop or if I’m hurting you, you have to tell me.” Zane lowered his head to one of TJ’s nipples, laving the nip ‘til it was hard and red under the attention of his teeth and tongue.
“God yes, anything, Zane.” TJ gasped, grinding his hips up against Zane’s as his cock began to revive.
Julie Hayes (m/m)
Lily Sawyer (m/m)