Discovery: The Next Step
Cursing the traffic, Nash maneuvered the �Cuda around a stalled car and pressed on the gas. It had been a long day, and all he wanted was to get home to Harvey. Nick had gone to Stacy�s to spend a few weeks, saying he didn�t see enough of her. Nash knew the real reason was to give himself and Harvey time to be alone together.
It had been a wonderful week of discovery for both of them. It had taken some work on Nash�s part to get past the barriers Harvey had erected to protect his heart. Bonnie had sure done a number on him. But the pure, unconditional love that shone from Harvey�s eyes every time he looked at him, made Nash want to shout his happiness to all of San Francisco. It felt so good to be loved like that. He wasn�t sure he�d even had that kind of love from Lisa or Kelly.
Thinking of his ex-wives made Nash realize how many obstacles were to be negotiated on their path to a life together. That thought rocked him. It had been less than a week since he�d finally let Harvey know how he felt, and already he was thinking in terms of �til death do us part�. The incredible thing was, it felt right.
When he finally parked the car at his building, he jogged to the elevator and cursed it�s slow progress. Since Harvey had been on desk duty for the last few days, he had left work before Nash, who�d been tied up with a witness. Nash hadn�t seen the Ranchero, and was worried Harvey had second thoughts.
As soon as the lift reached his apartment, however, the worry lines creasing his forehead relaxed. Nash could hear music coming from his living room. Not the Dead, he was mildly surprised to note, but soft Native American flutes.
Walking quietly down the steps, Nash smiled. Harvey was busy stirring something on the stove, humming softly to the music, oblivious to Nash�s arrival. Not wanting to startle Harvey while he was handling something hot, Nash leaned against the island and waited patiently.
Poking a wooden spoon at whatever was in the pot, Harvey nodded in satisfaction then dropped a lid in place and adjusted the burner knob. Turning around, he dropped the spoon and jumped. �Nash, you almost gave me a heart attack.�
Smiling, Nash reached out and pulled Harvey to him, kissing him. �Sorry. I would�ve said something when I came in, but I enjoy watching you. What�re you cooking?�
A blush crept up Harvey�s neck to his ears at Nash�s words. He wasn�t used to compliments like that. Picking the spoon up from the floor and tossing it in the sink, Harvey answered, �It�s just potato soup with some onion and bell peppers.�
�Well, it smells good.� Nash hadn�t missed the blush his words had triggered, and smiled wickedly. If Harvey would turn red at such a simple thing��But, it�s you that looks good enough to eat.�
Having obviously changed after work, Harvey was wearing jeans, navy blue t-shirt and was standing there in his bare feet. The jeans weren�t baggy, either, and Nash felt a stirring in his groin at the sight of him. He was surprised when he realized his words hadn�t caused Harvey to blush. Instead, he stepped closer to Nash and took him by the hand. Nash could see the desire in Harvey�s eyes.
�Nash, I got my stitches out today.�
It�s what they�d been waiting for. Nash had insisted on it. He didn�t want their first time together to hurt his new lover. He had been content to sit on the couch, or lie in bed, just cuddling. And that had appeared to be something that Harvey craved, so it was no hardship for Nash to wait. However, knowing what his lover now wanted, set Nash on fire. His pants suddenly became way too constrictive.
�Harvey, are you sure?� Harvey had confessed that he�d done some experimenting in college, but had never been penetrated by another man. Nash would be his first, and he knew it would be a little painful their first time. He wanted to make sure that Harvey was ready.
Placing Nash�s hand on the bulge in his pants, Harvey whispered, �I�m sure.�
It was all Nash needed to hear. Massaging his lover�s crotch, Nash pulled him closer with his free hand and pressed their lips together. His probing tongue could taste the spiciness of the soup Harvey had been testing as he cooked. Hearing Harvey�s moan of desire, Nash broke the kiss and stepped away. �Let�s take this into the bedroom.�
Harvey reached over and snapped the burner knob to �off�, and took the hand Nash held out for him. They shared brief, hungry little kisses as they made their way to the bed. Grabbing the hem of Harvey�s shirt, Nash yanked it over his head and pushed his lover onto the bed.
Licking his lips in anticipation, Harvey scooted over in the bed, making room for Nash, who crawled in beside him. Reaching for the button on Harvey�s jeans, Nash removed his lover�s pants and boxers in one swift movement. Claiming Harvey�s mouth with his own, his hand reached down to caress his lover�s beautiful erection.
Moaning with pleasure at the sensation, Harvey broke the kiss and pushed back on Nash�s chest. He smiled at the confusion on Nash�s face and said, �You have way too many clothes on.�
Laughing, Nash rolled out of bed and stood up. He started to slowly unbutton his vest and slipped it off. His shirt just as slowly joined the vest on the floor. Nash couldn�t help the smile splitting his face. Harvey was obviously enjoying the show; his pupils were dilated with desire. Nash couldn�t wait anymore, and quickly shed the rest of his clothing then joined Harvey in the bed once again.
Once again claiming Harvey�s soft lips, Nash ran his hand over his lover�s smooth, golden skin. His wandering hand paused to tease one nipple, then the other, earning more needy little moans from Harvey. He broke the kiss, laughing helplessly when Harvey�s light caresses ran down his side.
�Ticklish, Nash?�
�You tell anyone and I�ll shoot you.�
�Sounds like blackmail material to me.�
Reaching down between their bodies, pressed tightly together, Nash shot Harvey a wicked smile and laughed, �Never try to blackmail the guy that has his hand around your dick.�
�I surrender, I surrender.� Harvey�s laugh turned into a groan as Nash began to move his hand. �Oh, Nash.�
Nash kissed Harvey�s long, elegant neck just below his jaw, leaving his mark. Harvey was his. His mouth explored his new lover, making a path from his neck to his navel. His hand continued its massage of Harvey�s hardness, rubbing his fingers over the head and teasing the sensitive tip.
When he reached his goal, Nash looked up to watch his lover�s face. As his lips closed over the glistening head, Harvey closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure. Nash smiled around the thick cock filling his throat at the expressions flitting across Harvey�s face. The look Harvey gave him when he broke contact and left the bed was priceless.
�Relax, Harve, I�m just getting something we�ll need.� Reaching into the drawer of his nightstand, Nash grabbed some lubricant and resumed his place on the bed. When he once again slid his lips over Harvey�s erection, his lover sighed, �I forgive you.�
Once he had Harvey nearly incoherent with pleasure Nash reached for the bottle of lubricant and squirted some onto his fingers. Without breaking his rhythm on the cock in his mouth, Nash slipped one finger into his lover�s ass. He stopped to let Harvey adjust when he felt the sphincter muscles constricting against the invader. It didn�t take long before he was able to slide the finger in and out smoothly. With a glint in his eye, Nash pressed forward and brushed against Harvey�s prostate. He nearly laughed at the reaction from his lover.
Harvey couldn�t believe the sensations bombarding him. Nash�s hot mouth was driving him crazy. He�d never had anyone give him such an incredible blowjob, before. He felt it when Nash stuck a finger inside him, and it was uncomfortable at first. Not painful, just�weird. The attention being lavished on his cock had him distracted enough to ignore the discomfort. Then Nash did something inside him that had a rainbow of colors bursting behind his eyes as he experienced an explosion of pleasure. �Shit, Nash, what was that?�
Chuckling, letting the cock slide from his mouth, Nash asked, �You like that, Harve?�
�Oh, hell, yeah.� His eyes rolled back when he felt Nash do it again. �Wha-what is that?�
�That, my boy, is your prostate.� Knowing how close to orgasm Harvey was, Nash resumed his sucking. When he felt the twitch of his lover�s penis, he pressed on Harvey�s secret spot with his finger as he hummed. The combination of the pressure on his prostate and vibration around his cock pushed Harvey over the edge and, yelling Nash�s name, he exploded.
Once he�d swallowed the last drop, Nash let Harvey�s softening member slip from his mouth. He watched Harvey panting for air and added a second finger to the first while his lover was too spent to notice. By the time he had three fingers sliding smoothly in and out of Harvey�s ass, is lover was hard again. Nash was mildly surprised to see Harvey able to get an erection so soon after having cum so hard. Well, he certainly wasn�t going to complain.
By the time Harvey was aware of the pleasure he was once again feeling, he was hard as a rock. He started to buck his hips in counterpoint to the rhythm of Nash�s fingers. �Oh man, Nash. P-please.�
Nash needed no more encouragement. Without removing his fingers, he stretched over and grabbed a pillow. He wanted their first time to be face-to-face. �Lift your hips for me, Harve.�
When his passion-drugged lover complied, Nash slipped the pillow under Harvey�s pelvis to make access easier. Reaching once more for the bottle of lube, Nash spread a liberal amount on his own rock hard member. Removing his fingers, Nash positioned himself between Harvey�s spread legs and slipped the head of his cock into the tight opening. Once the head was through the ring of muscles, Nash paused to let Harvey get used to the thickness. When Harvey pressed his hips forward, he took that as his cue to continue. He took his time, but Nash was soon hilt-deep inside Harvey. The sensations and emotions Nash was feeling nearly overwhelmed him. He looked into Harvey�s eyes and could see his feelings reflected there.
Leaning down, supporting his weight on his elbows, Nash kissed Harvey deeply as he began to move inside his lover. Harvey was so tight, he knew he wouldn�t last long. He angled his thrusts so that each in-stroke brushed that secret spot that gave his lover so much pleasure. His orgasm was approaching like a speeding freight train and his thrusts got faster and harder. Reaching down between their sweat-slick bodies, Nash wrapped a hand around Harvey�s straining member and began to stroke in sync with his thrusts.
�Unh�oh, god�Nash.� Harvey couldn�t believe how good it felt to have his ass filled with Nash�s cock like that. It was a little painful at first, but that had been replaced with a burning pleasure that exploded with each inward thrust of Nash�s hips. When he felt Nash�s hand wrap around him and begin to pump, he thought he�d die. He lifted his hips to meet Nash with every in-stroke.
Gritting his teeth, Nash tried to hold out for as long as he could, but it was coming. It was coming. His body began to tremble, and he felt the warmth on his hand as Harvey came. The constriction of Harvey�s anal muscles during orgasm was all it took. With one final thrust, Nash came inside his lover. �Harvey!�
Withdrawing, Nash laid beside Harvey who rolled over and snuggled next to him, shivering. He could see tears pooling in his lover�s blue eyes and Nash was worried he�d hurt him. �Harvey, I didn�t hurt you did I?�
Blinking his eyes clear, Harvey responded, �No, I just-I love you, Nash.�
Nash pulled Harvey closer, and planted a soft kiss on his forehead. �I love you too, Harvey.� He covered them both with the comforter and Harvey�s shivering gradually stopped as he drifted to sleep. Nash felt his own eyes start to well, as he watched his lover sleep. �I love you, too.�
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His own moan woke Nash up a few hours later, and he blinked open his eyes to find Harvey�s grinning face laying on the pillow next to him. He felt the gentle squeeze on his hardening member and realized what had woken him up. He laughed when Harvey waggled his eyebrows suggestively. �You really can go all night, can�t you?�
In answer to the question, Harvey simply pressed his own hardness against Nash�s thigh. Laughing, Nash rubbed his leg as Harvey�s head disappeared beneath the sheet. �You�re going to be the death of me, Harve.�
Feeling the tongue probe the slit at the head of his cock, Nash groaned. �Oh, but what a way to go.�
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