This is the follow up part of the scene I posted to the Fiction with Friction blog on Friday. If you didn’t read that one, you can find it here.

(Archives are on the website, if you want to read the offerings of past weeks)

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Up in Flames – Part 2
(c) 2008 by Maura Anderson

Jim twisted together the fuses of two mortars, dropped them into their launch tubes and lit them. He trotted back toward the patio, a huge smile on his face.

Ka-bang!

A rapid series of booms lit up the now dark sky with the colorful mortar flowers. Too bad Noah didn’t want to take his eyes of his sexy neighbor to look up. The sparks between them were hotter than anything he’d bought on the res. He was almost eager for the fireworks to be done so they could move to something even more explosive—a change from his usual desire to make the pyrotechnics last as long as possible.

Jim picked up his almost empty bottle of beer and teasingly ran his tongue up the bottle’s neck, staring at Noah the entire time.

The man was going to drive him completely nuts.

Maybe he could return the favor. Noah chuckled, stood and made a show of adjusting his now snug jeans to accommodate his stone hard cock. He sauntered over to the launch platform, taking his time and making sure his hips swayed a bit. Once there, he made sure to bend over more than actually necessary to pretend to examine the launch tubes in detail before loading his mortar round and lighting its fuse.

He turned to look up at the firework, more to give himself another chance to tease Jim than because he was really dying to see the firework explode. His heart raced a little at the hint of danger he felt in taunting the powerful man he lusted after.

Ka-boom!

The purple and white flower hadn’t fully faded when strong hands spun Noah around and he felt himself tossed over one of Jim’s broad shoulders with one arm holding his legs in place. A token attempt at struggling only got him a stinging swat on the ass instead. “Teasing time is over, Noah. Now you pay the price for driving me crazy for hours.”

The muscled shoulder digging into his belly with each step made it hard to breathe but that became a secondary concern when Noah slipped his hands down the back of Jim’s worn jeans and realized he was commando under the soft denim. Noah teased Jim’s crack with the tips of his fingers and relished the deep growl it elicited from the bigger man.

As quickly as he’d been carried to the patio, Noah was dropped back off Jim’s shoulder and set on his feet, then yanked up against the blacksmith’s still bare chest. “You are a damned cock tease.”

The words barely registered before Jim devoured Noah’s mouth, first rough and demanding, then coaxing and tempting. Noah’s mouth opened in invitation, tongue seeking out the spicy, heady taste. But Jim wouldn’t let him lead, he stayed clearly in control, only assuaging Noah’s hunger enough to make him crave even more.

So strong, so powerful. It always turned him on when his lover took control. But he needed more, dammit.

Noah whimpered and wrapped his arms around Jim’s waist, pulling himself against the other man and rubbing against him like a cat in heat. Noah’s cock felt like it would explode at any moment. Just a little more. He moaned into Jim’s mouth in a wordless plea and writhed, unable to hold still. His hands gripped and released Jim’s sexy ass.

Jim tore his mouth free of Noah’s and pushed him back against the patio table, then held him there with his own body. “Fuck, Noah, just your mouth is amazing but you promised me more.”

He took Noah’s hands and placed them flat on the table behind him so the smaller man was forced to lean back. “Keep them there.” The rough snarl was so sexy.

Jim yanked Noah’s T-shirt up and over his head, pinning his arms behind him with the cloth. The wicked grin on the smith’s face made Noah’s cock jerk. Then the other man dove for his right nipple and proceeded to devour it. Lips, tongue, teeth—oh God the teeth…

Wild moans and almost incoherent pleas were all that came out of his mouth. An electric current jolted through him when Jim allowed the first nipple to pop free of his sinful mouth and immediately latched onto the other to torment it in turn.

Noah’s eyes closed and he could only throw his head from side to side and try not to collapse.

Jim nipped sharply at the nipple he tortured then released it. “Hot damn. You are so sensitive. I just want to eat you up.”

“Please. I’m begging, dammit.” Noah forced the words out. “I can’t take this, Jim. I need to come. Please let me come. Please…”

“Oh, I love it when you beg.” Noah’s eyes opened to see Jim lick his lips and grin.

“Let’s see if I can make you beg some more.” He dropped to his knees and began to devour Noah’s body again.

The nipping of teeth on ribs and abdomen made him flinch but the sharp pain seemed to rocket his lust higher and higher. Each jolt made his orgasm come closer then recede again—over and over.

This man was going to kill him.

Jim gentled his touch and licked an excruciatingly slow trail around his navel, dipping into the shallow indentation before flicking at it again and again.

“Please, Jim. Let me come, dammit. I’m dying here.”

“But you taste so wonderful. I’m not even done savoring you yet.” The other man chuckled against his belly then popped open one button after another to free Noah’s engorged cock from the jeans that painfully bit into it. “You would be one that wears button-fly pants, you know.”

He couldn’t even form words when Jim pushed his jeans and underwear down. Close…so close….

“Touch me, goddammit.” He nearly shouted at the sexy man kneeling in front of him. Just one touch might do it. He could feel the cum at the base of his cock.
Instead Jim blew a hot, moist breath over the head cock, already soaked with pre-cum. He collapsed back onto the table’s support, his legs no longer able to hold him upright.

Then that hot, sexy mouth and clever tongue attacked his cock like a starvation victim. With a single motion, his cock was swallowed to the root and only the strong fingers tightly clamped at the base of his dick prevented him from coming instantly.

“Damn, damn, fuck, damn” He could only shout a string of obscenities. So close. So damned close and Jim wouldn’t let him come.

Jim’s other hand yanked his pants down to his knees and forced him to spread his legs. All the while his hot, wet mouth tormented Noah’s cock, sucking and stroking it with his clever tongue.

Exploring fingers caressed his heavy balls, drawn tightly up to his body and aching so much he could hardly stand the gentle touch. Jim’s fingers found Noah’s guiche piercing and fondled it, sending another blaze of sensation through the root of his dick.

Noah sobbed in need, in want. He had to come before he passed out but he couldn’t even find the words to beg. Jim held him captive and owned his dick and his orgasm.

The sexy blacksmith looked up to meet his eyes and released his cock oh so gently. “You have a very interesting toy here, you naughty boy.”

As if reading the desperate need in Noah’s eyes, Jim watched his face as he sucked Noah’s cock down again, lashing the underside with his clever tongue while releasing the pressure he’d been keeping on the base. One hand flicked at the small ring while the other circled his rhythmically clenching anus.

Noah’s orgasm exploded over him like nothing he’d felt before. Jet after jet of hot cum pumped down Jim’s throat. Swallow after swallow, the sexy smith drank down his spunk while looking straight at him with eyes that seemed to see into his very soul.

Unable to stand at all anymore, Noah collapsed back onto his hands on the picnic table. He couldn’t even catch his breath. How was his body capable of that?

Jim released his cock with a final soft suckle. “That was amazing and I was right, you taste incredible.”

“Inside…now.” Noah haltingly panted out the plea.

Jim stood and easily picked Noah up in his strong, fiery arms. He carried him to the sliding glass door and Noah reached over to fumble the door open.

“I need to fuck you, Noah. So where to?”