Chapter Seven

There was no Manu to greet them as they boarded the yacht, and for once, Jason was glad his friend wasn’t there to welcome them aboard. Smart guy and a good friend… He’s giving us privacy.

Instead, once they were below deck, Jason grabbed Kris’ hand and led the way to his room. When they walked in, Jason chuckled.

“That crafty bastard.”

The room was illuminated by flameless candles, and an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne sat on his bedside table with two fluted glasses.

“Let’s have a drink, since Manu’s been so generous.” Jason poured the wine and handed a glass to Kris. “Here’s to us…and the moment.”

“I’ll drink to that.” Kris tapped Jason’s glass.

“Do you still want to be Buttercup down here?” Jason asked.

“Maybe another time.” Kris removed the decoration from his hair. “For the first time with you, I want to be Kris, even if I have a shit-ton of makeup on.”

“I still see Kris.” Jason cupped his cheek. “I’ll always see Kris.”

With a smile, Kris set down his glass then put Jason’s beside it.

“We can always drink that later.” Kris closed his eyes and angled his mouth.

Jason didn’t keep him waiting. He pressed his lips against Kris’ pink glossy ones. Although there was still a slightly cosmetic taste, he’d already kissed most of it away and Jason decided that it didn’t make any difference whether Kris wore glossy lipstick or not.

At first, Jason kept the kiss dry, gentle and chaste, then he pressed harder and Kris parted his lips, allowing the kiss to become deeper, hotter, wetter and much more intimate.

Jason cradled Kris’ head and was pleased to feel Kris stroking his back. Now that his tongue was in Kris’ mouth, Jason could taste him leisurely and everything felt and tasted so good that he could have stayed there forever.

But there were more things to do, treasures to uncover, sensations to savor and pleasures to share.

“Let’s undress,” Kris whispered. “Do you have condoms?”

“Ah-h.” Realization crashed down on Jason, but Kris winked and drew out a single foil sheath from inside his dress. “I hoped for this, even if I never really believed I’d be here or it would happen.” He handed the packet to Jason, who stared at it then looked into Kris’ eyes.

“Can I ask two favors?” he asked.

“Of course.” Kris cocked his head and waited.

“Will you keep the hold-ups on—and can I remove the panties?”

Although Kris’ cheeks flushed red, he nodded.

“Can I take off your shirt?” Kris ran his red-nailed fingers over Jason’s chest. “I’ve waited so long to be able to touch that fur of yours.”

“Deal.” Jason nodded, pleased that the shirt he wore would be gone in seconds. Kris didn’t waste any time, pushing it off Jason’s shoulders, trapping his arms in it while Kris scratched his nails through the abundant hair. “It’s all I dreamed it would be.” He rubbed his face over Jason’s chest, taking a minute to give each of Jason’s nipples a tongue bath. “Let me help you some more.”

At the sensation of Kris’ fingers at his groin, Jason was certain his cock was going to burst through the pants to greet him. Instead, Kris undid the fly and eased them down past his hips..

“Hello, not-so-little Jason. I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time.” Kris whispered the words as he drew out Jason’s dick.

“You’re killing me, here.” Jason groaned, but the sound became a moan as Kris licked the top of his cock. “Let me touch you, too. Please.”

At that word, Kris looked up at him, love and desire burning in those expressive green eyes.

“Yes.” Kris pulled the pants down, then helped Jason out of the shirt. While Jason tossed his clothing aside haphazardly, Kris folded his costume, then turned to face Jason, wearing nothing more than the hold-up stockings and the red panties.

“You like wearing these?” Jason asked as he rubbed the silken fabric, which already failed to hold Kris’ erection.

“Yes. There are plenty of online places to get the male variety. These aren’t ‘manties’, though. When I was Buttercup, I had him tucked out of the way.” Kris indicated his cock, whose rosy head now peeked out over the panties.

“I rather like the way he’s looking at me.” Jason chuckled. “Let’s get more comfortable.” As Kris stretched out on the bed, Jason knelt beside him. “Now, I do believe I owe you some payback.” Jason urged Kris to spread his legs wide and he settled between them.

With a grin, Jason bent forward and kissed his way down Kris’ chest to his stomach, tonguing his lover’s navel. Then he rubbed his cheek against first one then the other of Kris’ inner thighs, letting his stubble scrape against the smooth skin above the stocking tops, and the deep, guttural moan from Kris was all he could have hoped for.

“You like?” Jason continued to gently rub his chin over Kris’ inner thighs.

“Oh yeah.” Kris sighed, his voice was dreamy, and he tried to spread his legs farther. “I like.”

“Then you’ll love this.” Jason eased Kris’ cock free from inside the panties, ran his tongue along its slender length from the tip to the nest of curls at the base, then slowly licked his way up. After swirling the tip of his tongue over the head, he slowly took it into his mouth. Reaching to find the top of one stocking, he ran his fingers over warm skin before scratching it carefully with his nails.

As he descended the hard flesh, taking Kris’ cock fully into his mouth, he continued to tease the sensitive skin, pleased at how Kris’ thighs trembled under his fingers and the way his lover’s breath came in short, gasping gulps.

Moving his hand as he backed up once more, Jason reached into the panties to fondle Kris’ balls, rolling them carefully before taking Kris’ cock in his hand, gently stroking. He looked up to meet Kris’ heavy-lidded gaze.

“Tell me, Kris. I want to hear you say it.” He deliberately licked over the head of Kris’ cock. “Say it.”

“I love you, Jason.”

“And I love you.” The words thrilled and warmed Jason in equal measure. He eased back slightly and took a shuddering breath. I’ve never felt like this. It’s like every nerve ending in my body has suddenly come to life.

Looking up, Jason met Kris’ gaze, exchanging a heated glance with the younger man. A fleeting feeling of disbelief—that he’d wake up any minute to find that all this was an erotic dream—was quickly replaced by one of joy that the gorgeous man in his bed was really there, desired him and loved him.

Elation combined with arousal to make a heady mix. Jason took Kris’ cock back into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the head. One taste was all Jason had needed to become addicted to the salty-sweet flavor of his lover. Jason drew him deeper into his throat, sucking hard.

With a grunt, Jason pinned Kris’ hips to the bed as Kris tried to thrust, and for the next few minutes, he worked the hot flesh with his lips, teeth and tongue. Finally, he pulled back, breathing hard, then straightened up slightly.

“Let’s take these off.” Jason ran a finger over the panties. “As much as I like them on you, I’m going to enjoy them being off a lot more.”

“So am I.” Kris hitched his hips for Jason to slide the panties from his legs.

The moment they were free of Kris’ body, Jason tossed them aside.

“Roll over.” Jason’s voice was low and gravelly, and he grinned at the way Kris’ eyes widened, then darkened. “Put a pillow under your hips. I want that pretty ass of yours raised a little higher.”

When Jason was happy with Kris’ position, he grasped the pale, firm ass cheeks and spread them wide, baring Kris to his gaze. Then he leaned down, kissing and nipping his way over each toned globe, before licking a swathe across Kris’ entrance.

“Oh, fuck me. No one’s ever. Oh, fuck.”

The notion that he’d reduced Kris to a babbling mass of expletives filled Jason with a primal satisfaction. But this was just the start of his erotic torture. Jason rolled Kris onto his back, smirking at the dazed look in his lover’s eyes.

Thoroughly delighted at having this opportunity, Jason moved with deliberate slowness to savor and arouse his lover. He dropped a kiss to Kris’ lips, then he worked his way down his lithe, sleek body—kissing, licking and nipping.

From Kris’ neck and chest, Jason meandered farther down Kris’ torso. He nibbled along his lover’s ribs and prominent hip bones. Then Jason mouthed his way across Kris’ belly, dipping into the small indent, before he sucked and tongued first one hard pink nipple then another. Each moan and soft cry of his name from Kris’ lips only sent his arousal a notch higher.

On his knees, Jason indulged in tracing the contours of Kris’ face before going back to his nipples, sucking and tugging on one with his teeth as he toyed with the nipple ring in the other. Then he slid his hand down to stroke across the skin at the top of Kris’ hold-ups. He could hardly wait to feel them wrapped around him.

“My turn.” Kris wriggled free and began to worship Jason’s body. “Fuck, I love your chest hair.” Kris ran his face through it, then chuckled softly. “Now it’s glittery.”

“You can paint it like a rainbow if you want.”

Kris laughed again, then with a sultry grin, he took one thick nub into his mouth to suck slowly, grazing it with his teeth, and Jason sighed his pleasure. Kris lavished the same attention on the other, then followed Jason’s prominent treasure trail.

“Oh, fuck, yeah.” At the sensation of Kris’ mouth on his cock, Jason shivered with pleasure. When Kris mouthed his balls, Jason arched up then reached down to massage Kris’ delicate head and run his fingers through his thick dark hair.

For a moment Jason stared up at the ceiling before looking down again at Kris. But his attention was on the way Kris was sucking him slowly, and the glistening lips around his cock.

The sensations of Kris swirling his talented tongue over the head of his dick, coupled with the suction of his incredible mouth, were enhanced by Kris’ repeated purrs of satisfaction, as if he’d never tasted anything so good.

With another moan of his lover’s name, Jason thrust up into Kris’ welcoming mouth, moving slowly in and out of the hot, wet heat that surrounded him. When Kris eased off, Jason looked down as Kris moved cat-like to stretch out on top of him.

“I don’t want you to come yet—and not like that. I want you inside me. I want you to come when you’re inside me.” Kris gazed down at Jason, the determined look one Jason knew so well.

That thought sent Jason’s arousal spinning out of control and he grasped the base of his cock, squeezing firmly to derail the release that threatened to burst free. He rolled their bodies to brace himself over Kris.

Staring down into green eyes filled with love, lust and desire, the same emotions that burned in his own veins, Jason gave a wolfish grin.

“If that’s how you want me, then that’s how you’ll get me.”

“So show me.”

“Don’t worry. I shall.” Jason reached to his bedside table and drew out a bottle of lube. He grimaced at how the bottle looked. “Hardly new.”

“I don’t care, so long as it still does the job.”

“It will.” Jason poured some into his hands, rubbing them together to coat them, then he slid down Kris’ body. While he pressed his fingers inside Kris, Jason distracted him with nips, licks and enthusiastic sucking of the smooth, pale flesh above the red hold-ups.

“Oh, that feels good…just like that.” Kris moaned his encouragement as Jason slid his fingers back and forth, anticipating the moment when the tight heat would surround his aching cock.

Not wanting to rush something so important or risk hurting someone so precious, Jason spent several minutes gently stretching Kris, letting him grow accustomed to the feel of Jason’s fingers inside him.

It was easy enough to tell by his tightness that Kris hadn’t done this for a while, and Jason remembered that Kris had confessed as much in the restaurant, just a few short days before.

Abandoning the tops of Kris’ thighs, Jason took his lover’s cock in his mouth and slid down its length to a deep moan. Sliding up and down the hard flesh, Jason continued to stretch Kris.

Making sure to keep his movements slow and steady, Jason waited until he was certain Kris was ready before looking up into his eyes for the final confirmation.

“Ready. I’m ready. Make love with me, Jason.” Kris nodded eagerly and Jason knelt up.

Removing the condom from the packet, Jason rolled it over his cock. Then, coating his fingers with more lube, he spread the cool, slick fluid liberally over his erection. Urging Kris to wrap his legs around his waist, Jason shuffled into place, guided the head of his cock to Kris’ opening and pressed forward.

“Yes. That’s it. Keep going. Keep going.” Kris sighed and closed his eyes as Jason finally stopped moving, now fully inside his lover. “You’re in me.” Opening his eyes, Kris looked blissful.

“I am.” Jason leaned down to claim Kris’ soft, sensual mouth for his own. As they kissed hungrily, Kris shifted his legs, wrapping them even more tightly around Jason’s hips, as if trying to pull him deeper inside his body.

As Jason drew back, he gave a slight thrust with his hips and Kris moaned softly. I was right. Kris’ legs feel so good wrapped around me. Hell, Kris feels good. Period. His cock was in a tight, hot paradise, encased in perfect pressure, as if they’d been made for one another.

Then, to Jason’s surprise, Kris urged him onto his back so that Kris now sat astride him. Jason was about to speak, but his mouth went dry at the sultry look in Kris’ eyes. His cock had slid free during the maneuver but Kris reached behind himself and seated it snugly at his entrance.

“Slowly.” Jason couldn’t resist the warning as Kris wriggled into position then sank down onto him.

Jason felt minute trembles racking Kris’ body as he inched downward bit by bit, and he held his lover’s hips, taking some of the strain. Finally, Kris had taken all Jason’s cock back inside him and Jason’s balls rested against Kris’ ass.

Looking up, Jason took in the sight. Although Kris’ hair was a mess, and much of his make-up had smeared over his face, thanks to their combined body heat and sweat, watching Kris seated on his dick was probably the most beautiful and erotic thing Jason had ever seen in his life.

“Feel good?” Jason asked, resisting the urge to thrust up, waiting for Kris to make the next move.

“Oh, yeah. So good.”

Jason gazed up at Kris. There was no way he could miss the depth of need in those pleasure-darkened emerald eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” Jason murmured. He released his tight grip of Kris’ hips in favor of running his hands over his lover’s sweat-slickened skin.

Then Jason groaned out loud as Kris did something creative with his inner muscles.

“I love you.” Kris bent down to whisper the words against Jason’s lips. Then, bracing his palms against Jason’s shoulders, Kris began to raise and lower himself on Jason’s cock.

While Kris rode him, Jason pinched at Kris’ peaked nipples, tugging at the bejeweled one, as Kris pleasured them both. At the end of each downstroke, Kris squeezed and released his inner muscles and Jason groaned out his name. He took hold of Kris’ cock, stroking it as Kris continued to rise and fall.

There was an expression of utter concentration on Kris’ face as he moved slowly, and Jason focused on playing with Kris’ nipples or stroking his lover, while his own member was squeezed in tight heat.

As Jason stroked Kris languidly, flicking his thumb over the leaking tip, Kris’ lips opened on a silent ‘o’ of pleasure.

“Look at me.” Jason commanded and Kris obeyed, and they kept their gazes locked as Kris sat back and continued to raise and lower himself.

His movements, slow and languid to start, soon picked up speed and urgency. Jason kept one hand on his lover’s dick, pumping it in time with Kris’ rhythm, drawing frequent moans from his parted lips. With the other, he stroked Kris’ body, often grazing his tight nipples. Wanting to give his lover maximum pleasure, Jason squeezed the flesh in his hand, turning his wrist to a gasp from Kris.

“I love you.” Jason cupped Kris’ cheek. “Only you.”

“I love you, Jason.” Kris raised himself up again until only the head of Jason’s cock was still inside him, then lowered himself, squeezing his inner muscles. Jason’s answering groan was deep and loud.

With a shift in position, Jason grabbed Kris’ hips, pulling him down while jabbing his hips up as best he could in the position he was in. Kris sat back on Jason’s lap, forcing Jason balls-deep inside him.

“Roll over.” Jason growled the words. For a few seconds, Jason felt bereft as he left Kris’ warmth. But he buried himself back inside and Kris wrapped those amazing legs around him once more.

With a growl of Kris’ name, Jason began to move. Increasing his speed bit by bit, he set his own rhythm—withdrawing almost completely, pausing, then driving back in again.

Leaning down, Jason groaned into Kris’ mouth, a sound of utter pleasure, and sealed his lips over Kris’ at the answering moan. Jason changed the angle of his thrusts until he found the one he sought.

As Jason’s cock brushed over his sweet spot, Kris cried out, digging his nails into Jason’s back. Kris arched his neck, pushing his head back deep into the pillow, and Jason mouthed and sucked at the fragile skin, uncaring of the bruises he’d leave.

“Yes,” Kris moaned out loud. “Yes, yes, oh yes…”

His voice trailed away as Jason increased his thrusts. They moved harder, faster, straining together, racing toward their climax. Jason clenched his fingers into Kris’ hair as he drove hard into him. There was an almost primal need to be farther in, to be so far inside that Kris would never get him out again.

That need seemed to be echoed in Kris. As far as Jason could judge by the strength of the contractions of Kris’ inner muscles around his cock, Kris didn’t want Jason to leave him, either. But the pleasure was too good to last. Jason had waited too long, had wanted this too much, and finally his body wouldn’t be denied.

Reaching between their sweat-slick bodies, Jason grasped Kris’ cock once more and squeezed and released, stroking as best he could in time with his own thrusts. Jason’s movements were almost frantic and still Kris met each one with a countermove of his own. They moved in harmony, in an age-old dance, giving and receiving pleasure.

The air was filled with the scent of sweat, musk and pre-cum, along with the sounds of mutual desire and need. Jason no longer knew where he ended and Kris began, and it was the most incredible feeling he’d ever known.

“Jason.” Kris gasped his name and stiffened beneath him.

The first spurt of semen from Kris’ dick over Jason’s hand sent Jason spiraling over the edge. His climax hit so hard that his vision dimmed and all he heard was the blood pounding in his ears.

There was no way for Jason to know how much time elapsed as he shuddered and groaned, emptying himself into the sheath around his cock. Finally, his body stilled, and Jason lay, too drained to move, regaining his breath and his wits.

They lay together for several minutes, Jason still on top of Kris. They traded lazy kisses as the last of their climaxes rolled through them. Concerned that he would crush his lover, Jason gathered his strength and slowly pulled away, withdrawing carefully from Kris’ body to slip off the condom, knot it and toss it aside.

He settled back to rest on his side, facing Kris, who opened his eyes, looked at him and gave a sigh.

“I miss the feel of you inside me already.”

“I miss being there, feeling you. It was like we shared a single heartbeat.” Jason pulled Kris into his arms and melded their lips in an unhurried kiss.

When they parted, Kris urged Jason onto his back, and draped his upper body over Jason’s chest, burying his face in the crook of Jason’s neck and shoulder.

“Although, being like this is nice, too.” Kris murmured, his voice muffled against Jason. “Just being safe, feeling loved, enjoying the afterglow wrapped in your arms.”

“You know… I meant what I said before. I don’t do one-night stands or casual. And, to be honest, I never wanted either of those with you. I want you to fit in my home life as well as you do everywhere else.”

“I’d like that, too.” Kris leaned up to look down at Jason. “I’ve waited so long for this moment, dreamed of it a million times. Now, I’m kinda lost.”

“Not lost.” Jason pecked a kiss to a perfect cheek. “Finally found. The moment came, and I grabbed it with both hands.”

“You know that Manu will be insufferable in the morning.” Kris ducked his head.

“He can be as insufferable as he likes. The important thing for me is that I have you. Now, I suggest we drag ourselves to the bathroom, indulge in a nice hot shower and see how much of that makeup we can wash off. Then we can drink some bubbles, relax and there are lots of other ways to make love until we get more condoms.”

“You’re insatiable.” Kris laughed. “But I must look a sight with make-up all over me.” He glanced down at his hold-ups. “And I think I may need to keep a good supply of those.”

“I’ll make sure of it.” Jason rolled aside, stood and offered Kris his hand.

I owe Lola a case of her favorite wine, Manu his favorite malt whiskey and for Kris…sets of matching lingerie and stockings.

Life was beautiful—but not as beautiful as the man at his side.