WARNING: The time frame of this story occurs AFTER the events of Love’s Magic. If you have not yet read the book THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS!
Joshua loved their kitchen more than any other room in the house, with the possible exception of their bedroom. It was warm, cozy, and boasted an octagon shaped dining area which Joshua had decorated with transparent curtains to obscure nothing of the view beyond. He sat every morning with Colin drinking coffee and basking in the light which poured through those curtains. And as he gazed past his gorgeous lover he saw the smooth flowing waters of the Rivanna River as it wound its way past their home and was content.
Add to that the simple fact that Joshua loved cooking for Colin. Loved it beyond any measure of comparison that could be considered even remotely reasonable. Colin didn’t insist that Joshua do the cooking. In fact, he offered again and again to bring food home and repeatedly invited Joshua to go out to dinner. But Joshua usually declined.
He had his own, fairly unique, perspective on cooking for someone you love, which he explained to Colin like this: “I’m creating something for you with my own two hands that will become part of your body. The body I love. It’ll be the blood flowing through your veins, Colin! It’ll be part of your heart… part of every cell in your body, part of your mind, part of the very thoughts you think! To me that is the most sensual thing one human being can do for another.”
Colin understood that he’d be a complete idiot to argue this point, so he kissed Joshua with passionate intensity, and pointed him toward the kitchen.
And yet, Joshua could be lured away from the kitchen. Even as he stood at the counter, surrounded by chopped vegetables there were enticements which overrode his desire to fill Colin with vitamins and minerals.
It was a Saturday morning and Joshua was wrestling with a large spaghetti squash, trying to cut it into halves suitable to use as ‘boats’ for a spicy, cheese-covered filling. He’d been vaguely aware of the sound of Colin’s shower emanating from above his head but didn’t really notice that it had stopped until Colin strolled into the kitchen dressed in nothing except the leftover water droplets which still sparkled on his skin.
Joshua was used to the sight of Colin’s naked body but that familiarity hadn’t, in any way, lessened the effect the sight had on him. His grip on the knife tightened and his mouth fell open.
Colin leaned against the fridge and cocked an eyebrow. “Better be careful with that knife.”
“Yeah,” Joshua replied, his voice a rasp in his throat. He sat the knife down and took a step back, staring at his lover.
They’d been together for four months. Long enough for Joshua to have almost grown accustomed to the fact that he was living with the man of his dreams. But there were moments when the enormity of that reality exploded in his brain like a blast of dynamite. He sucked in a quick breath and took another step back.
Noticing, Colin’s eyebrows lifted questioningly. “You OK?”
“Yeah,” Joshua breathed out. Then for a moment he just stared.
Colin was magnificent, and Joshua’s eyes swept hungrily over the body he cherished. Broad shoulders, below which flowed the hard, warm muscles of his chest, touched only gently by softly curling hair. His powerful arms rippled with sinew. His lean waist, corrugated abdomen, and long, powerfully built thighs and legs never failed to make Joshua’s mouth water. And though hidden from his view at the moment, Joshua had no problem recalling the firm, tempting roundness of Colin’s ass. Add to that his handsome face with its Irish freckles, fair skin, and honeyed-green eyes and the amazing picture was complete.
Incredibly masculine and sizzling with sensual heat, Colin was breathtaking. He had always exuded an energy which was blatantly, invitingly erotic. And yet he seemed totally oblivious to the heat his magnetism generated in others. That heat had ensnared Joshua’s mind and body from the moment they met… just as it did today.
Looking at Colin now a hot flame of desire rose within him, a passion so instantly all-consuming that it took his breath. With a choked off moan, he closed the distance between them and his shaking hands fell onto his lover’s body. Restlessly, they moved over Colin’s chest, caressing his pectorals before sliding to his shoulders.
“God, you are so fucking hot,” Joshua breathed out, then lifted his head and stared into Colin’s eyes, seeing the hunger in his groin mirrored in their emerald-green light. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Joshua breathed out. “Do you know that you’re everything to me?”
Colin’s only response was a smile and Joshua moaned again, lost in the feeling of smooth skin and firm muscles beneath his fingers, his hard cock pulsing in time with his heartbeat as the aching desire within him re-doubled.
“Of course I know,” Colin murmured finally, his deep, rumbly voice sending shivers down Joshua’s spine. “I’ve always known, Josh. And you know I feel the same about you.” He didn’t move into Joshua’s touch seemingly content, for the moment, to let his lover to explore his body, claim every inch of skin and muscle, caress him… stroke him. But as Joshua’s fingertips began to tease his nipples he caught his lower lip between his teeth and gasped out Joshua’s name, a grate of urgency in his voice.
Joshua smiled and slid his fingernails down Colin’s sides and hips, gently at first, then harder as they moved back up his lover’s body. He felt dizzy, disconnected from the world, conscious only of his desperate need and the man who stood before him.
Colin, gasped as Joshua’s teasing fingers moved over his skin. The hungry passion of his lover’s touch vibrated through him, sending shudders of desire through every cell, hardening his cock in an instant. With a low moan, his fingers gripped the hem of Joshua’s t-shirt and yanked it over his head. One powerful arm encircled Joshua’s waist and jerked him forward, crushing his body against Colin’s chest. Groaning, Joshua threw his arms around Colin’s neck, returning his lover’s embrace as he felt Colin’s teeth close at the crook of his neck and bite down.
“God!” Joshua cried, feeling his already engorged cock pulse again and again as Colin’s teeth, lips, and tongue continued to tease and torment the skin already so sensitive to his touch. He arched his head back with a moan, his gesture begging Colin to lick, bite, kiss, longing to feel Colin’s full, wet mouth devour his skin.
Still sucking on Joshua’s neck, Colin’s fingers fumbled at the snap to his jeans then jerked it open. Both hands grasped the waistband and ripped the jeans apart forcibly lowering the zipper. His tongue slid lower on Joshua’s throat as he blindly shoved the jeans down until Joshua could kick them away.
Finally as naked as his lover, Joshua cried out in pleasure as their erections pressed together, rubbing and grinding against each other as they kissed with an almost frantic intensity, tongues meeting and caressing.
Writhing in each other’s arms, they both moaned. “God, Colin,” Joshua gasped. “Upstairs. Please! Let’s go upstairs!”
Colin nodded and clutched Joshua close, half-dragging him toward the stairs. They lurched half-way up, halting every few seconds to kiss and frantically caress each other’s bodies, before Colin moaned and fell to his knees.
“Fuck this!” he half-growled. His hand grasped Joshua’s erection, stroking and caressing, while his free hand slid behind Joshua’s cock to caress and tease his scrotum. With an anguished moan, his lips and tongue danced over the smooth head of Joshua’s erection while above him he heard his lover cry out and felt him sag, knees buckling at the touch of Colin’s mouth.
“Do it!” Joshua begged, collapsing onto the stairs at Colin’s feet. “Oh god, Colin, please! Do it now!”
Colin licked once up the length of Joshua’s cock, a long, wet, slow glide of his tongue, then he slid the engorged flesh into his mouth, hearing Joshua’s pleas dissolve into short, sharp gasping breaths which hitched in his throat, lost in the wave of blazing hot desire that caught and consumed him.
Sucking and tonguing Joshua’s throbbing flesh, Colin rapidly stroked Joshua’s cock, his own desire ignored for the moment as he immersed himself in the taste and feel of Joshua’s body. He dipped his head to draw Joshua’s hot shaft into his mouth slowing the movement of his hand to prolong Joshua’s pleasure, taking his time to caress his lover’s heaving abdomen and chest, rubbing his thumb across already hardened nipples as Joshua moaned, his body thrashing beneath Colin’s hands and mouth.
His tongue caressed the underside of Joshua’s twitching cock, caressing the firm head with delicate softness, then flicking it with hard, fluttering movements that drew a hoarse cry from Joshua’s throat, his hips arching upward in a sudden, desperate thrust.
“God, Colin!” he cried out. “God!! Oh, God! Right there! There!” He stiffened, arching wildly, his hand fisted in Colin’s hair as jolts of incontrollable pleasure convulsed his body.
Colin swallowed the hot flow that poured into his mouth, sucking gently as the frenzied spasms that shook Joshua’s body slowly subsided.
“Oh my god, baby!” Joshua half-sobbed, his chest heaving, collapsing back onto the stairs as Colin’s hand milked the last few drops of come into his waiting mouth. Then, struggling to breathe and rock-hard with desire himself, Colin rested his head on Joshua’s belly. “Jesus,” he gasped out. “Jesus, Josh!”
For a moment neither of them moved. Then Colin felt the hardness of the stairs under his knees and realized that they must be harder yet for Joshua who was sprawled on his back. He grabbed the bannister and hauled himself to his feet, one arm around Joshua’s waist, pulling him up as well. “C’mon, darlin’,” he whispered.
They stumbled to the bedroom, leaning on each other for support, then collapsed onto the bed. Still breathing heavily, Joshua curled his body around Colin’s, his head resting on Colin’s chest. “My god, Colin!” he breathed out, his voice still trembling.
He felt Colin quiver and glanced up to see that he was laughing. “On the stairs?” Colin said, his fingers weaving in Joshua’s hair. “On the fucking stairs, Josh?”
Joshua twisted until he was lying on top of his lover, their bodies pressed together in a achingly, intimate embrace. “Hey,” he breathed against Colin’s ear, “don’t look at me, it was your idea!”
“I know!” Colin said, his hands moving slowly down Joshua’s back. “I absolutely couldn’t wait one more second.” He caught Joshua’s face between his palms and kissed him passionately. “I had to taste you,” Colin murmured, his voice rough-edged. He carded his fingers through the dark, tumbling curls that he loved. “So gorgeous,” he whispered. “So perfect, my beautiful Jewish boy.” His fingers gently traced the finely chiseled bones of Joshua’s angular face. “I should make you wear your Yamaka to bed,” he muttered nuzzling against Joshua’s cheek.
“For God’s sake, why?” Joshua laughed.
“Because you look even more Jewish when you wear it.”
“And that’s a plus in your Irish-Catholic opinion?” he asked, chuckling against Colin’s throat.”
“It definitely is,” Colin murmured. “It’s my favorite thing about you… next to your hair.”
Joshua arched his back, thrusting his pelvis against his lover’s body, feeling the hard heat of Colin’s cock slide against his belly. “Mmmm,” Joshua half-moaned, half-whimpered. “God, that feel so damn good!” He pressed his lips to Colin’s, his tongue sliding into Colin’s mouth, stroking lightly, easily, touching the underside of Colin’s tongue in a wet, moist caress, then flicking gently back and forth against the tip. He heard Colin gasp and felt the hardness pressed to his abdomen twitch, then twitch again.
He shivered and pressed himself against Colin, his fingernails digging into Colin’s muscular shoulders. “God, I love it when I feel your cock throb like that,” he moaned. “I know just what you’re feeling. Drives me fucking insane.” He could feel his own erection rising again, growing harder with every touch, every kiss.
“What I’m feeling is that if not inside you in the next ten seconds I’ll go insane myself,” Colin whispered “God, I want you, Josh. Want you so fucking much!” He arched, thrusting against Joshua, his hands fisted in his dark curls, crushing his lover’s mouth against his own.
Without taking his lips from Colin’s, Joshua fumbled for the lube that he knew lay on the bedside table. Then he lifted himself into a sitting position, straddling Colin’s hips, one hand moving over Colin’s chest and abdomen, the other clutching the lube. “Well, we wouldn’t want that, would we,” he murmured, smiling down at him. “An insane Irishman would be a dangerous thing.”
“You have no idea,” Colin replied, his words catching on a ragged breath. “C’mon, Josh,” he moaned, again arching himself toward Joshua’s waiting hands. “C’mon… for god’s sake…”
Joshua fell forward onto Colin’s chest and kissed his way slowly down his lover’s body, pausing to lick and suckle each nipple, to bite gently at Colin’s muscled chest, then lower yet, sweeping his tongue around and then deep into Colin’s navel, while his lover moaned and thrashed beneath his lips, sucking in air in rapid shuddering gasps.
Joshua smiled and moved lower in their bed until Colin’s rigid erection was right in front of his face. He slicked his hand with lube then looked up at Colin who had raised himself onto one elbow to gaze down at him.
“Like what you see?” Joshua asked.
Colin nodded, breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on Joshua.
Joshua grasped Colin’s erection and lowered his head, engulfing the smooth, hard head of Colin’s engorged manhood. His hand began a slow, languorous stroke while his wet, slippery mouth and tongue bathed the sensitive head, tongue teasing and flicking, moaning in response to Colin’s pleasure-filled cries. He felt Colin’s fingers grip his hair tightly, not pushing, but clenching and unclenching in Joshua’s curls, moaning mindlessly as Joshua tortured the sensitive skin, bathing it in wetness, licking at the pre-cum to further slick Colin’s already slippery cock.
“Josh!” Colin cried, leaning forward to grasp Joshua’s shoulders “Stop!” he cried, grabbing Joshua’s hand. “God, Josh, stop! I’m too close! I’ll come! Want to be inside you! Josh, please!”
Joshua pressed the lube into Colin’s hand and fell onto his back. Within seconds he felt the cool, slippery glide of lubricant being smeared over the puckered opening to his body. “Do it!” he hissed. “Skip the damned fingers! I want you inside me!”
Colin moaned as he eased his heavy erection just barely inside his lover then moaned again as he pushed deeper, encasing himself in Joshua’s body.
Joshua whimpered, clearly feeling some pain, but opened himself, arching toward his lover’s body as Colin slowly pressed into him.
“Oh Jesus,” Colin whispered, leaning on his powerful arms, his head low, sweat from his face and brow falling onto Joshua’s chest. “Oh, Jesus, Josh! Jesus, god, so fucking tight!” Chest heaving, Colin buried himself at the scorching, tight core of his lover’s body. For a moment he was totally still, head lifted, teeth clenched, sucking in air through lungs that burned like fire. “Christ, Josh! Christ, baby, so good!”
Joshua wrapped his legs around Colin’s body, pulling him tighter, deeper inside him. “More!” he ground out through his teeth. “Deeper, Colin! Want more of you!”
“Fuck!” Colin moaned, forcing himself not to move, fearful that he’d come too soon as a riptide of desire surged, taking his breath. He ground himself against Joshua’s ass, pushing his legs higher, pressing into him as deeply as he possibly could. He heard his lover half-scream out a cry so filled with burning desire that Colin’s cock throbbed violently in response.
He pulled out slowly, then thrust into him again and then again, slowly at first, then rocking with greater speed and force, low, hungry moans pouring from his throat. He heard Joshua crying out again and again as his thrusts grew more powerful.
Joshua’s nails raked down Colin’s back, his hips bucking in ardent response, gasping out one word again and again: “More!”
Joshua’s words seeped into Colin’s consciousness through a blood-red haze of desire. “Jesus!” he cried, feeling his heart pounding madly in his chest. “Jesus, Josh…” He gasped his lover’s name again and again, drowning in bliss, lost in a feeling of unity that surpassed anything he had ever known. Sucking in air in breathless spasms, he slowed his pace, finding a rhythm that balanced them on the raw, razor-thin edge between anguished pleasure and the bliss of release. Eventually, though, the need to come consumed him and the rhythm of his thrusts became erratic as he pounded into his lover in a frenzy of longing, uttering harsh, guttural cries with every pump of his hips.
Frantically, he searched along the sweat-drenched plane of their bellies to grasp the throbbing hardness of Joshua’s erection. Their bodies now thrashed in a desperate rhythm, and for a few moments they writhed together wildly, gripping each other, straining to find release, conscious of nothing beyond the power of their need.
Colin’s climax hit him with sudden, violent force, blanking his mind, sending white-hot flashes of light dancing before his eyes. Nearly sobbing in ecstasy, he lost himself completely to huge jolts of pleasure that ignited every cell in his body. “Oh God,” he moaned. “Oh, God! Josh, Josh, I love you so much!” He felt Joshua spasm, crying out Colin’s name in a strangled voice as he spilled himself over Colin’s fist, crying out with every pleasure-filled spasm.
Still trembling, still gasping from after-jolts of pure pleasure, Colin collapsed on top of his lover. For several minutes the room was silent except for their rapid, erratic breaths and soft, whimpering moans. Joshua’s arms and legs were still wrapped around Colin’s body, and Colin pressed him into the mattress with his full weight, deeply reluctant to separate and surrender the unity they now shared.
Finally, he sucked in a long, wavering breath. “My God, Josh.” He heard Joshua draw in a long, sobbing breath and lifted his head to gaze at him. “You, OK, baby?” he asked, bending to nuzzle Joshua’s neck.
“I think so,” Joshua replied in a ragged whisper, his fingers tangling in Colin’s hair, pressing him against his chest. “Oh, my God, Colin, did that really just happen? Did I just come twice in the last twenty minutes?”
“Uh huh,” Colin affirmed, his warm breath caressing the curling hairs on Joshua’s chest. “Did you think you imagined it?”
“I’ve could never have imagined anything that amazing,” Joshua replied.
Colin lifted his head and pressed a soft kiss to Joshua’s swollen lips. “I know,” he whispered. “I know.”
“You’re going to have nail marks,” Joshua murmured, gliding his hand over Colin’s broad shoulder.
Colin gave a tiny shrug. “Don’t care,” he murmured, then nestled against Joshua’s chest, kissing his neck, nuzzling against him. “God, I don’t want to move.”
“Me either,” Joshua whispered. “But I’m afraid we… uh… maybe…”
“Yeah,” Colin muttered, slowly turning to his back, sighing as his softened cock slid from Joshua’s body. “I hate that moment.”
“That moment when I’m not part of you anymore.” He turned to face his lover, leaning over him on one elbow.
“There is no such moment,” Joshua said, reaching to caress Colin’s cheek. “You’re always part of me, Colin. Always. And I’m always part of you.”
Colin pressed Joshua’s hand to his lips and kissed his palm.
“It’s funny,” Joshua said, his voice a hoarse whisper, “sometimes our lovemaking is just… fun. Sometimes it’s slow and gentle, takes half the night. Sometimes it’s fast and rough.” He smiled and drew Colin down into a long, lingering kiss. “But today…,” Joshua whispered. “Today it was…,” he hesitated, swallowing past the ache in his throat. “Today it was perfection.”
“Yeah,” Colin whispered. “Yeah, it was.” He kissed Joshua again, then gently nudged their noses together.
“When we’re like that,” Joshua said, sliding his fingers into Colin’s sandy hair. “So close… so completely melted into each other. The oneness I feel with you is almost…,” he drew in a shaky breath, “… it’s almost too much to bear.”
“But you will,” Colin breathed out, his lips against Joshua’s cheek. “You will won’t you, my beautiful Jewish boy.”
“Yes,” Joshua replied. “For as long as I live… I will.”
Colin kissed him again, then smiled. “Weren’t you cooking something when I walked into the kitchen?”
Joshua laughed. “Yeah, but it kinda’ got left behind.” He nuzzled against Colin’s cheek and chuckled. “Something came up that lured me away.”
Colin snickered. “I’ll say. Came up and stayed up!”
Joshua grunted out a soft moan then stretched, twisting his waist then his shoulders and neck.
“You sore?” Colin asked.
Joshua shot him a disbelieving look. “Sore? Who, me?” He grinned and pecked Colin’s cheek. “Not much. Certainly, not enough to keep me from finishing dinner.”
“Come shower with me,” Colin said, turning to slide out of bed.
“Didn’t you just get out of the shower?” Joshua asked, grinning as he moved to stand beside his lover.
“Yeah, but I seem to need it again,” Colin said, indicating his chest and belly which were coated with the evidence of their lovemaking. He winked then slid his arm around Joshua’s waist and snugged him close to his side. “C’mon. We’ll shower then I’ll help you with dinner.”
“You’ve got a deal,” Joshua replied, and, smiling, they moved together toward the bathroom.
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