Better Than Candy… part 6 NSFW!! (Matt & Aaron’s Valentine’s Day)…One More Time NSFW

This next excerpt is definitely NSFW!  And not mildly so.  You’ve been warned.  If MM sex is not your cup of tea, you’re in the wrong place…

 Chapter 5

We moved in to our fabulous new condo the first weekend in February.  While I was excited about our new place, moving was one of my least favorite things.  I hated packing, lifting, unpacking, reorganizing.  Aaron however didn’t seem to mind it one bit.  He was anxious to get to the fun part… decorating.  I felt my eyes glaze over when he started talking about new pillows, sheets and towels.  In all fairness there was a particular reason he was so crazy about getting organized and decorated.   My mother was coming for an impromptu visit no doubt planned the minute she heard we were living together.

She planned to be in DC for two days the second week of February.  As her visit drew near so did Aaron’s anxiety.  He didn’t act outwardly nervous, but his compunction for order became more amplified and he was obsessed with finishing the guest “suite”.  Aaron wanted everything to be perfect. 

Since it was my mother’s arrival driving his compulsion for perfection, I let him talk me into going to one of those giant bedding warehouses a couple of days before she was due to fly in. Supposedly we were making a quick trip to pick up a couple of towels for the guest bath.  I didn’t understand why we needed them to begin with.  Aaron owned what seemed like dozens of towels already.  Surely there were a few to spare for the second bathroom.  He pulled his Ray Ban sunglasses down his nose and eyed me carefully. 

“Matty, it’s a brand new bathroom.  Freshly painted in a gorgeous shade of eucalyptus.  You can’t seriously think we can put my old towels, which were purchased for a completely different colored bath in our new one.  Can you?”

“Uh…guess not.”  I lamely replied.  “Look, just… don’t torture me.  Please.  Can we do this in fifteen minutes?”

“Sure!” 

An hour later, we finally emerged from hell.  I was beyond irritated.  I had been in charge of the cart, obediently following my boyfriend around like a fucking puppy while he fought to make difficult decisions regarding which shade of green was the best choice.  He stopped asking my opinion when I snapped and hissed at him under my breath to hurry the fuck up and chose any fucking shade he wanted.  I was sick of dodging small kids running in front of my cart and adults who were certainly not paying attention to their kids or carts.  Aaron looked a little miffed but he headed toward the check out counter.  His attention was momentarily diverted by a colorful display of wastebaskets and toothbrush holders. 

“You’re kidding, right?”  I swear I was sweating.  I could feel my blood pressure rise with every minute I was stuck in this warehouse hell filled with pillows, towels and sheets.  I had no idea there were so many pillows in all of DC, let alone in one store.

“Matt.  You are acting like a bad child.  I am never taking you shopping again!”  He hissed back at me menacingly.

“Promise?”  

A young mom with a full cart and kids bouncing around her overheard our exchange and laughed. 

“You’re better off leaving your husband behind, honey.  Trust me, I know!” 

We both smiled politely at her, but Aaron spared me another evil eye before he finally headed toward the exit.

Once we were back home with our new towels, I was fine but Aaron was pissed.  I was given the silent treatment for a while, and I’m ashamed to admit I didn’t mind the quiet.  For an hour anyway.  Then I did mind.

“Come on.  You can’t not talk to me all day!”

“Oh, so now you want to talk?”

“Yeah.  Let’s talk.  Come closer so I can touch you too.  I’ll be good.”  I was perched on one of the stools at the island in our kitchen, swiveled to face the hockey game on the flat screen across the room.

“You are incorrigible!”

“Hmm.  That’s bad, right?”

“Yes!”

“Okay, I’ll behave now.  Give me a kiss to make up.  Please?”  I gave him my best “you can trust me look”.  He sighed deeply and dramatically before inching over to me and standing between my thighs.  He was blocking the game on the television, but I wisely refrained from telling him so.

“Are you going to make it up to me?  Or are you just looking for a quick kiss with the hope that I’ll shift over a few inches so you can watch the Steelers?”  Wow, he was good.

“Oh, funny guy… well, let’s start with a little re-education.  The Pittsburgh Steelers, babe, are a professional football team.”  I pulled him into my arms and squeezed him tightly, burrowing my chin into his shoulder.  “Sadly their season is over, but luckily it’s basketball and hockey season.” I playfully nipped at his neck and shoulder and moved him sideways so he was no longer blocking my view.  “You are currently blocking a hockey game, although not my favorite Pittsburgh Penguins, so if you’d like to take some time to make up for my hour in hell, I will more than gladly join you… on the sofa, in the bedroom or even in that green guest bathroom with the cool new towels.  Just say the word, babe.”  I held him even tighter and tickled his sides.

He laughed, his eyes twinkling with restored humor as he stepped out of my reach and pealed off his t-shirt.

“First of all, let me re-educate you, oh forgetful one… the color is eucalyptus not green!  Hockey season lasts longer than any sport should be allowed to and…”  He easily dodged my swipe at his ass.  “And, you are making up with me.  Not me making up with you!  You are the one who behaved like a five year old!”

“You’re the one who promised not to torture me, but you did anyway.  Even that lady at the store agreed you should have gone alone!”

He stepped back between my thighs, and kissed my chin.

“She called you my husband.  Did you hear her?”  He looked up at me shyly.

“Yeah.  I did.”  I kissed his nose and wrapped my arms around his slim waist, letting my hands cup and squeeze his ass.

“It didn’t freak you out?”

“No.  You?”

“No.”

I smiled into his shoulder then deftly bent to scoop him into my arms in a fireman’s hold.  He giggled, hitting my back and kicking his legs in protest.  I smacked his ass once hard as I carried him into our bedroom.

“No more talking.  You have some making up to do.  Clothes.  Off.” 

We separated for a moment to lose the jeans, socks and shoes still in our way.  Aaron turned toward the bed, his beautiful olive skin glistening with the slightest sheen of sweat as he carefully turned back the duvet.  He climbed unto the bed and leaned over to the nightstand on the far end to grab something sitting on top.  His firm tight ass was provocatively on display.  Tease.  I reached down to grab my cock, almost surprised at how hard I was already.  I was literally aching with need. 

Aaron turned back to me, his eyes ablaze with desire.  I swallowed and inched a little closer to the bed.  He settled on to his back, his dark head propped on a stark white pillow as his hand drifted lower to stroke his equally hard member. 

“Mine.” 

“Then come and get it.”  His tone was beguiling.  I was as turned on by the low timber as I was by his sexy naked body on display for me.

I pulled myself over him, careful at first not to touch him.  Slowly I lowered my body on top of his.  We both hissed at the first electric feel of skin on skin.  I stared down into his eyes as I bent to kiss him.  Aaron wrapped his strong arms around my neck and pulled me flat against him so that I covered him completely.  This time we gasped as our rock hard dicks pressed together, the slick from our precum creating a natural lubricant. 

“Fuck, you are so damn sexy.”  I pulled myself up on one arm, trying not to squash my partner.

“So are you.”  He yanked my head lower and bit my lower lip, then sucked it.  It hurt, but in a strangely sensual way.

“Aar, baby…”  I could hardly remember what I wanted to say when he wrapped his legs around my torso.  He arched his pelvis into mine searching for contact.  It felt so fucking amazing.  But it wasn’t nearly enough.

“No.  Don’t talk.”  He took my face in his hands, staring intently.  “I want you.  I want you inside me.  Please.”

“Yes.”

He pushed me back slightly and gestured for me to grab the lube he had set beside him.  I sat back on my knees and noticed the candy heart next to the bottle.  I gave a half-chuckle and picked it up.  It said “Text Me”.  I laughed out loud and gave it to Aaron to read.  He snickered appreciatively. 

“Oops, I thought it said “Sext Me”.  He pulled his legs up and rolled to his side laughing hysterically. 

I don’t know why it struck either of us as particularly funny.  Maybe it was one of those odd moments when humor restores balance and reminds you to enjoy life.  My smile was wide as I stared down at my beautiful lover.  I was overcome with emotion suddenly.  I gulped once and bit my lip.  Aaron laid back wantonly with his knees bent and splayed wide, his laughter fading as his right hand slowly stroked his cock.  I set my hand over his wanting this connection.  He closed his eyes and let me take over.   I switched hands, freeing my right to explore his balls.  He was chanting my name as the mood returned to sensual.  He arched into my hand like a pole dancer at a strip club urging me on, inviting me to play.  So damn sexy.

“Matty, please…”

 “Aaron, I’m gonna fuck you, baby.  Are you ready for me?”

He nodded and drew his knees up to his chest inviting me in.  I reached for the lube again and almost looked for a condom before remembering we didn’t use them anymore.  We’d both been tested after the New Year, marking a huge commitment to one another.  One neither of us had given previous lovers.  It was a new sensation and a completely mind blowing one. I breathed deeply, trying to calm myself as I lined my thick hard cock against his perfect rosebud hole.  Then I pushed.

I didn’t get far before I saw stars.  The heat was intoxicating and I felt an instant flush all over. 

“Open your eyes, Matty.  Look at me.”

I obeyed and pushed inside my lover a little further.  He gasped, but kept his eyes open and focused on me.  I was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure of being inside him with no barrier.  When I was completely surrounded by him, as far and deep as I could go, I pulled back.  Aaron groaned as I plunged in with more force than I intended. 

“Fuck!  You feel so good.  Do it.  Fuck me!”

My control had been tenuous to start.  His words spurred me into motion.  I gathered him closely to me, one hand holding his right leg up as I fucked him relentlessly.  I wanted to watch my naked cock moving in and out of him, but I was already gone.  The fire was too hot and I was lost.  Aaron clutched at my shoulders and raked his fingernails along my back.  He squeezed my cock so tight inside of him that I saw a new wave of stars and knew I wouldn’t last. 

“Baby, fuck… I’m so close.”

My hips worked at a frantic pace as my balls drew up.

“Come inside me, Matty.  Come inside.”

White light and stars.  Wave after wave of intense pleasure flooded my senses as I poured myself into my lover.  I heard a keening cry and knew it was me, but I wasn’t able to control anything I did or said at that moment.  I felt Aaron’s body stiffen and shudder underneath mine, then the wet heat of his release as he came between our tightly pressed bodies.  We held on to each other, loosening our holds only when the last aftershock had passed.

I pressed my forehead to his and whispered softy, “I love you”.  Aaron didn’t say anything and although a part of me yearned to hear him say aloud what I knew he felt, I wouldn’t push.  I kissed his lips and his forehead before pulling myself from my lover and flopping gracelessly on to the pillow next to him.  Aaron giggled and turned to face me.  I still hadn’t quite caught my breath.  I didn’t want to talk yet, so I gestured for him to lie on my chest.  He smiled brightly and curled into my side where he belonged.