Wings of Love (19 page)

Mac pushed in a little more and hesitated. Brad nodded, and Mac pushed all the way in and stopped.

“Oh God, Brad, you are so tight. This feels incredible.”

“Give me a second,” Brad said as he got used to the stretch and the feeling of fullness. “Now move slowly,” he said.

Mac began with slow, short strokes. When Brad seemed relaxed and really into it, he picked up the pace. Brad had both hands on Mac’s thighs, guiding him along. Mac held Brad’s legs over his shoulders while he studied Brad’s face. He bent down and kissed Brad passionately over and over as he filled him.

Brad grabbed his dick and began stroking, slowly at first, then picking up the pace.

“I can’t last for much longer,” Mac whispered. “You are so hot, and I am so close.”

“I’m ready, Mac, go for it,” Brad said.

Mac picked up the pace until he was pounding Brad’s ass into the bed.

Brad closed his eyes and yelled, “I’m going to cum, Mac.”

Mac felt Brad’s orgasm before he saw it. Brad’s ass clamped tightly around Mac’s dick as the spurts of cum, one after another, flew out of Brad’s cock, landing on his chest and chin.

The sensation was too much for Mac to take. He came just as Brad was emptying his last load.

Brad watched as Mac’s head rolled back and he let out this guttural moan and pounded into Brad as hard as he could. When Mac had shot the last of his load into Brad’s welcoming gut, he collapsed on top of him.

His dick slipped out of Brad’s ass, and he slid to the side, never letting go of his lover. When Mac could speak, he said, “Brad, that was the most intense sex I have ever had. Was I okay? Did it feel okay?”

“You were terrific, Mac. It felt amazing. I never expected to ever have sex with anyone again, not to mention enjoy it so much,” Brad said.

Mac smiled because he’d done okay. After all, this was his first time fucking a man.

Brad relaxed when he saw how Mac took a deep breath and seemed to calm down. He even saw what he assumed was a little bit of satisfaction on Mac’s face.

Mac looked into Brad’s eyes and gently kissed his cheek.

“You are an incredible man, Bradford Mitchell, and that was an incredible experience.”

“Mac, I don’t know what to say,” Brad choked out. “The world works in such mysterious ways. Who would have thought that six months ago, when I showed up at your kiosk looking for a flight to the lodge, that any of this would have ever happened?”

Mac took Brad in his arms and held him tight.

“Whatever or whoever brought us together sure knew we needed each other,” Mac whispered. “I’ve felt emotionally dead since Lindsey died, and you brought me back to life. Thank you.”

They stayed in bed the rest of the night, enjoying each other and simply being content.

T
HE
night before Mac was to leave for Anchorage to pick up Zander, Jake, and Jack, they were lying on the couch in front of the fire, sipping brandy. Brad noticed that Mac seemed a bit edgy and a little nervous.

“Is something wrong, Mac? You seem nervous,” Brad asked.

“To be truthful, I am a little nervous about Jack’s visit,” Mac confessed. “I’m not ready to share this thing between us with anyone just yet, especially Lindsey’s brother, and I’m not sure I can behave myself.”

Brad said, “I’m not sure how to take that, Mac. I can’t not be who I am.”

Mac held on to Brad a little tighter.

“No, I didn’t mean you. I would never ask you to be anything that you’re not,” he said. “I’m just not ready to get into this with Jack, that’s all. I’m living it, and I still don’t totally understand it. I can’t imagine what Jack is going to think.”

“Mac, we can’t stay locked away in this cabin the rest of our lives. If this is going to work, we need to be honest with ourselves and the people we love. How do you think my friends are going to react to this? Jeff’s been dead just over six months, and I’m already involved with someone else. Hell, it sounds awful hearing the words when I say them, and I think I know how we got here.”

“Okay,” Mac said. “Why don’t we just see how this next week goes and take it from there. How hard can it be to behave ourselves in front of Jack?”

Brad looked up and smiled, and Mac kissed him.

“That’s a pretty tall order,” Brad said. “But I’ll do my best.”

“That’s all I could ever ask of you, Bradford,” Mac said as he buried his face in Brad’s neck.

“Let’s turn in,” Mac said. “We have an early morning.”

“Okay by me,” Brad said.

They brushed their teeth and slid beneath the warmth of the blankets on their bed. Mac rolled on top of Brad and looked deeply into his eyes with a strange look.

“You have something to say, Mac?” Brad said.

“More like something to ask,” Mac replied.

“Go for it,” Brad said.

Mac looked a little embarrassed and was starting to blush.

“Come on, Mac,” Brad said. “You can ask me anything.”

“I want you to do to me what I’ve been doing to you this entire week,” he shyly choked out.

“Mac, you want me to fuck you?” Brad asked, as Mac’s face turned a deeper shade of red. “Oh man, why didn’t you say so?”

“I didn’t know I wanted you to. I mean, I knew it would probably happen sooner or later, but you seem to enjoy it so much, I want to see what it feels like.”

“My pleasure,” Brad said with a sly grin. “But let me just say, it’s not always great the first time. Your body needs time to adjust to the sensation, but I’ll be very slow and gentle, and hopefully you’ll enjoy it.”

Mac slid to Brad’s side, and Brad rolled over on top of Mac.

Brad looked down into Mac’s eyes. “It’s really important to me that you enjoy this, so I’m really going to take my time and get you relaxed and ready.”

Mac gave Brad a trusting look and closed his eyes as Brad started nibbling on his earlobe. Brad was rewarded with a shiver, which encouraged him to go further. He kissed his way down to Mac’s neck and caressed the same spot that Mac loved so much on him. From there, he slowly licked his way to Mac’s left nipple. Mac shivered again as Brad lightly bit down on it and circled his tongue around and around. He slowly moved to Mac’s right nipple and flicked his tongue over it until it became as hard as Mac’s growing erection.

Brad felt Mac’s cock growing against his stomach as he worked his way down Mac’s muscular chest and washboard stomach. Mac gasped when Brad encircled his enlarged cock with his warm lips. He held on tight, a handful of bed linens in each hand, as Brad started to move up and down in a slow, steady motion. When Brad thought Mac was getting close to shooting his load, he released his hold on Mac’s dick and focused his attention on his balls. He lightly ran his tongue over Mac’s scrotum and slowly lifted Mac’s legs and pushed them back until Mac’s knees were up against his chest.

Finally, he got a glimpse of what he’d been working his way down toward. Mac’s pucker was as beautiful and perfect as he remembered. He started by teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Mac’s sweet taste had Brad’s own cock swelling at an amazing rate. He rubbed his tongue over the sensitive area repeatedly, until he heard Mac begin to purr. He felt Mac’s tight hole begin to loosen to his touch as Mac relaxed and went with the feeling. Mac started to squirm under Brad’s assault on his ass, moving his hips and thrusting forward into Brad’s intrusion. Brad started fucking Mac with his tongue while he pulled Mac’s cheeks apart. Brad reached for the lotion on the bedside table and squirted some on his index finger. He rubbed a little on Mac’s hole and gently massaged the area. Brad slowly pushed his finger into Mac’s tight little ass bit by bit until he was up to the first knuckle. He looked at Mac’s face to try and read his expression and was surprised to see a relaxed look and slight smile on Mac’s lips. He took this as a sign that he should proceed. He slid his finger farther into Mac’s ass until it was in as far as it would go. He lowered his head and again took Mac into his mouth. He slid his mouth all the way down until Mac’s dick was resting at the back of his throat. He then turned his finger and found the sweet spot he was looking for.

Mac came up off of the bed as he said, “Oh my God, Brad. What are you doing to me?”

Brad smiled at the question, but he didn’t lose his concentration. He continued to move his finger over Mac’s prostate while he moved his mouth up and down his huge erection. Mac said, “Brad, I’m so close.”

Brad slowly slid his finger out of Mac’s ass and released his cock.

“Are you okay, Mac?” he asked.

“Oh yeah,” Mac said. “Everything you’re doing feels so incredible. I’m so relaxed, I feel like a limp noodle.”

Brad scooted up to Mac’s ass and squeezed some lotion into his hand and spread it all over himself and again around Mac’s waiting hole. He positioned himself against Mac’s opening and applied a little pressure. Mac released the bed linens and placed his hand on Brad’s thigh, as if to control the intrusion. Brad pushed a little farther until the head of his dick breached Mac’s hole.

Mac said, “Wow, give me a minute.”

As difficult as it was not to move, Brad stilled himself until Mac gave him the okay. As Mac relaxed and opened up to Brad, he gave him the signal to proceed. Brad slowly applied a little more pressure until Mac finally opened up and accepted him. Brad began to move very slowly. He gently pulled almost all the way out and slowly slid back in. Brad watched the tension leave Mac’s body as he gave in to the sensation.

“How are you doing, flyboy?” Brad asked.

“Not bad… such a strange feeling of fullness,” he said.

Brad kept moving, very slowly, and finally hit the magic button again. Mac again came off of the bed and said, “There, that feels so good, Brad.”

Mac’s dick was dripping with precum, and Brad knew he wasn’t far from shooting. He reapplied lotion to his hand and began to stroke Mac’s dick as he was fucking him.

“Oh Jesus,” Mac said.

Brad continued to stroke Mac’s cock while Mac guided Brad’s dick and controlled the rhythm. Mac pulled Brad up against him as tightly as he could and held him there. “Brad, I’m about to shoot.”

He released Brad, and Brad again started to move. Building slowly, he plowed harder and harder into Mac until he felt Mac’s ass tighten around his dick. Mac arched his back as Brad continued to stroke Mac’s dick through his orgasm. Brad’s own balls began to draw up, and he knew he was about to unload into Mac. He felt his own orgasm build as he exploded into Mac.

Mac continued to shoot his load onto his chest as Brad filled his ass. When they were both spent, Brad stopped and held himself tightly against Mac’s ass.

Mac lowered his legs and positioned them on both sides of Brad, as Brad withdrew and slid out of him. Mac suddenly felt very empty and wanted Brad back in him, but Brad fell on the bed next to Mac and tried to catch his breath.

Mac was the first one to move. He turned to face Brad and said, “Thank you.”

“You’re thanking me?” Brad said. “Thank
you
.”

Mac smiled and kissed Brad very gently.

“It was amazing and strange all at the same time,” Mac said. “That spot you kept rubbing against, man, I thought I was going to crawl out of my skin.”

“The amazing prostate,” Brad said. “Does it every time.”

They laughed for a second, and Mac said, “Seriously, Brad, you are introducing me to so many pleasures I never knew existed. It’s like I just crawled out from under a rock.”

“Mac, there’s so much more I want to show you, and I plan on taking my time doing it,” Brad said as he walked to the bathroom to get a wet cloth. He returned and cleaned himself and Mac and dropped the wet towel on the floor. Brad nestled into Mac, and Mac tightened his grip on Brad as they both closed their eyes. Mac felt a sudden flash of fear.
Oh shit,
Jack’s coming tomorrow
, he thought
. Why do I have this sinking feeling that this little world Brad and I have created for ourselves is about to be blown wide open?

Chapter 25

T
HE
morning came very early. Mac had set the alarm for five o’clock, but he didn’t really need it. He hadn’t slept for more than two hours off and on and had been up since three o’clock. He kissed Brad’s neck as he slid out of bed to get some coffee going. He stood at the foot of the bed, watching Brad sleep.

“We’ve come so far in six months, Brad,” he whispered. “I hope we can hold on to what we have.”
I’ve gone from straight widower to gay lover in just over six months. That must be a record or something
, he thought.

He tiptoed to the kitchen to set up the coffee, naked again—something he’d become very accustomed to in the last week. Something he’d never done before, even when he was alone at home. When the coffee was starting to drip, he headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower and get dressed.

When he came out of the bathroom, Brad was pouring two cups of coffee.

“What are you doing up?” Mac asked.

“I’ve grown very accustomed to having you in my bed. When you get up, I get up. I’ve decided I’m taking you down the mountain on the snowmobile.”