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Treacherous Waters - 8/? (*slash*)
For disclaimer and such, see part one.
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~^~^~MARK'S POV~^~^~
As I gently lay Adam down on the bed, I feel a slight tensing of his body. He looks up at me with
doe like eyes. I know that he's trying his damnedest to trust me not to hurt him, but he's been hurt
for so long.
"We won't do anything that you don't want to," I whisper as I gently caress the frown away from
his forehead.
He smiles faintly and relaxes under my caresses.
I knew it was too soon for him. It's hard to erase the scars that aren't visible, the ones not visible.
His heart had been broken and his trust mislaid, but I intend to mend his heart and earn his trust,
and heaven help the fool that attempts to stop me.
He moans and squirms as my hand slides under the plain white t-shirt that he is wearing. It's
mine and it's a little oversized for him, but he doesn't seem to mind wearing anything that belongs
to me. My hand caresses his firm, flat abdomen before slowly sliding upwards to toy with his
nipples.
I grin as I glance down and see his cock tenting the black, baggy lounging pants of mine that he
likes to wear.
"You alright?" I ask, wanting to make sure that he hasn't changed his mind.
He nods, slightly arching his hips up.
I chuckle, knowing what he wants. Reluctantly I release the sensitive nipple from between my
fingers and allow my hand to slowly slide downwards. I pull on the tied string of the pants and it
opens, allowing my hand slide underneath until I reach his cock.
He jumps as my hand wraps around the base of his cock. I stroke it slowly, but firmly and he
moans in approval.
He's going to come too soon if I keep this up so I decide that I don't want him coming in his pants.
Might as well taste him.
I moved quickly, giving him no time to protest. I rolled between his legs and yanked his pants
down to his knees.
As I was about to engulf his cock with my mouth, he yelped in surprise and pulled away, backing
up against the headboard of the bed and hugging his knees up to his chest. His hair covered his
face, hiding his expression, but I didn't need to see his face to know that he was scared to death.
His whole body was trembling.
Fuck.
I've scared him.
"I just wanted to taste you, Adam," I whisper as I see the fear in his eyes as he finally raises his
head up.
He frowns as if he was unsure that he believed me. "You're just like Jason."
His words cut through me like a knife. "What?" I ask in disbelief. Okay, so I'm not the most
romantic, gentle guy around, but I'm not a fucking rapist.
"You didn't ask," he whispers.
I close my eyes, cursing myself. I should've gave him some warning. I was only thinking of myself
and my wants.
"I'm sorry," I whisper. "May I taste you?"
He looks at me surprised. I guess he half expected me to take what I wanted.
"You still want me?" He asks in surprise.
"More than ever," I whisper, praying that my voice isn't too deep or menacing.
"I'm sorry. It's just that......"
"It's alright," I whisper, playing a finger on his lips, silencing his apology. "I'm the one who should
be apologizing not you."
He smiles faintly and his body relaxes.
"May I taste you?" I ask again.
"Yes," he replies as he starts to scoot back down on the bed.
"No. Please stay there. I want to look up at your beautiful face as you come," I whisper.
~^~^~ADAM'S POV~^~^~
I can't believe that I acted like a jerk. I should've known that he wouldn't hurt me. He's not Jason.
It's just that every time that his hands touch me, I think that it's Jason, expecting a punishing
blow or pinch at any second.
I watch mesmerized as he gently pulls my t-shirt up and over my head, leaning down and teasing
my nipples with a flick of his tongue. I almost giggle as he drapes my arms across the headboard
railing, and then proceeds to brush my hair back so that he can see my face. He gently tugs the
pants down and off of me, and then spreads my legs wide. I feel so vulnerable like this, but I don't
dare move. He leaves me there like that as he stands and strips before me. God, he's huge and I
mean that in more ways than one. I unconsciously lick my lips at his cock as it springs free from
the pants that he's wearing.
He notices that I'm staring at it and strokes it. I look up and catch his eye and he winks at me.
I blush. God, I can't believe that I blushing like a giddy school girl.
He crawls back onto the bed and out of reflex, I almost close my legs, but he gently presses
against my thighs, forcing them to remain open. "Just relax. I won't hurt you."
I swallow hard as I force my trembling body to remain still. I want to please him, I really do.
He positions himself so that he is laying between my legs. I practically jump off the bed as his
warm tongue laps around the head of my cock. I grip the headboard to keep from moving.
He chuckles. "Do you like to be sucked Adam?" He whispers.
I nod. God, yes. Jason refused to suck me, but he always made me pleasure him.
As his warm mouth engulfed my cock, I spread my legs wider and my hips jerked upwards in a
thrusting motion. His fingers caressed and cupped my balls, eliciting soft moans from my throat. I
felt my body tensing, but I couldn't have stopped if I had wanted too. I screamed as I came in his
mouth.
Fuck.
I didn't mean to shoot that soon. Although, he doesn't seem to mind as he swallows all that I have
to offer and cleans the rest off with his tongue.
"I'm sorry," I whisper, blushing a bright shade of red.
"For what?" he asks with a frown.
"I came too soon."
Mark chuckled. "Thank you for allowing me to taste you," he whispers as he pulls away from me.
What the fuck? He's pulling away. Doesn't he want to fuck me now?
~^~^~MARK'S POV~^~^~
I smile inwardly at his confused expression. He expected me to flip him over and fuck him hard,
but I don't work that way. I'm an old man, I like to make love and take my time at it. I know he
still doesn't trust me, but if he wants to get laid tonight, he's got to make the first move.
I roll over and lay flat on my back, licking my lips, savoring his salty taste.
He lays there for a minute as he catches his breath and then rolls over, resting his head in his
hand as he stares at me. "Don't you want to fuck me now?"
"Fuck? No. I want to make love to you Adam," I whisper.
He frowns. "What's the difference?" He asks quite seriously and with a little hint of sarcasm.
"Was Jason your only lover?"
"Yes," he whispers with a sigh.
"How old were you when you two became intimate?" I inquire.
"Sixteen," he whispers with a hint of regret. "He wasn't always mean to me."
I nod in understanding.
"Make love to me," he whispers.
I'm almost tempted to flip him underneath me and show him what a man of my experience can
do, but I refrain from that course of action.
"No."
"NO?" He growls.
"I want you to make love to me."
His face pales as he looks at me in disbelief.
~^~^~GLENN'S POV~^~^~
I hear Lance's roar of completion and Trish's moaning finally ceases. A smile slides across my face
as I gently try to nudge Chris awake. He's fallen asleep waiting on them to wear out.
Damn, Trish is gonna kill Lance if she don't slow down.
Still unable to awaken Chris, I roll him over onto his stomach. He curls up on the bed, his
beautiful, round, firm ass sticking up precariously in the air. I grab the two pillows and gently
raise Chris' posterior higher in the air by shoving the pillows underneath his stomach.
Chris moans, but doesn't wake up. He's such a sleepy head sometimes, but I've got just the thing
to wake him up.
I spread his legs wide apart as I lean down and slowly nuzzle my face between his legs, inhaling
his salty musky scent. He moans a little louder and squirms some as I lick at his balls and
hardening cock.
I cup the globes of his ass and spread them wide as my tongue delves in between them. I lick at
the small puckered opening hungrily, knowing that in a few minutes my aching cock will be
pounding into it's warm recess.
"Glenn, what are you doing?" Jericho asks with a slight moan.
"Had to start without you baby," I whisper with a smirk.
"Jerk," he growls as he tries to move.
I grip his hips and force him to remain in this position.
"Don't you want to 69?" He asks confused.
"Not tonight," I growl. "Tonight, it's all about you baby."
He shivers at my words and my cock twitches in response.
"OH, GLENN!" He screams as my tongue pushes inside of his tight opening. His hips bucking
backwards. "THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Trish screams as she pounds on the wall next door.
"FUCK OFF, BITCH!" Chris screams as he grits his teeth and pushes back on my tongue.
"DID YOU SAY FUCK OFF? AS IN A CONTEST?" Trish yells back.
"NOT AGAIN!" Lance screams, his voice tired and desperate.
~^~^~MARK'S POV~^~^~
I smile as I hear Trish and Chris, and poor Lance, but not a word from my little brother. I can
only imagine what he's doing to Chris to make him scream like that. I bet that his mouth or should
I say tongue, is occupied at the moment.
Adam smiles as he listens to them.
"Did you mean what you said?" He whispers.
"Go for it," I growl, smiling as he slowly gets astraddle of my abdomen. I can feel the warmth and
hardness of his balls and cock as they press against my sensitive flesh.
He tosses his hair back as he leans down and kisses me tenderly, but aggressively.
~TBC~
