Shiny! (18 page)

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Will his own key the week before, so he wasn’t surprised to get home and see that there was a spinach, tomato, and cheese casserole in the oven with an hour to go, and that the table was already set for two. Will seemed to enjoy these details as much as Kenny did, and Kenny always brightened when he walked in the door and found, hello, his life really did fit at a table set for two.

But Will wasn’t in the kitchen, and he wasn’t in the living room, and Kenny walked back to the bedroom, striped plastic bag clutched in his hand, trying to still the nasty little shudder in the pit of his stomach, because the last time he’d done something like this, the results had been less than stellar.

But he got to the bedroom and there was no Will naked and cavorting with some other guy. Instead, there was a tiger-striped bag on the still-made bed. He set his bag down next to that one and turned to find his Will coming out of the bedroom shower, fresh scrubbed and sweet smelling and smiling shyly.

“What?” Kenny asked, surprised at that shy smile. “I mean hi, and what?”

Will looked anywhere but at him. “I, uhm, you know. Read up. Uhm. Prepped. Uhm. Stuff. So we can… whatever.”

Kenny’s smile took over his whole body. “Okay,” he said, walking into Will’s space and toying with the edge of the towel wrapped around his waist. “I’ll, uhm, go get all… sweet too.”

Will breathed in like that touch at his middle excited him. “What should I do?”

Kenny kissed his temple. “You look at the book, find all your favorite parts, and look and look and don’t touch yourself.”

Will grinned and shivered. “You’re not gonna know what hit you.”

“I already don’t know,” Kenny confessed. “But it makes me
really
happy.”

He got out of the shower and there Will was, naked in his bed, studying that big ol’ book of porn like a kid studying a math book. The only thing different—besides the big adult body—was the fully erect cock lying on Will’s abdomen, glistening with precome. Kenny shuddered and remembered to bring a clean cloth with him, partially damped down, as well as a towel to put over the sheets. He pulled the comforter down all the way, stretched out the towel, and then started rooting around in the bags.

For a moment, all he could hear was the rattle of the thick plastic bags and the packaging around the plain black butt plug and Will’s heated breathing. Kenny set the bag on the end table and started lubing the plug, and he looked up to see Will had stopped studying the porn and was now studying him.

“What’s the plan?” he asked.

Kenny, who had met his last boyfriend being fucked in a club bathroom, flushed with gratification. He trusted Will—he wasn’t going to find this man screwing around on him because he was bored. Will was
mesmerized
by him. And Will trusted him.

It warmed his stomach and tied it in knots at the same time.

“See,” Kenny said, blushing, “I’m going to… well, we’re going to use this in you, and you’re going to feel me getting you all ready, and you’re going to feel how good it is, right?”

Will nodded excitedly, and Kenny bit his lip, hoping that this would work. “And then, I figure, you do the same thing for me except, you know, not a plug, right?”

Will’s grin stretched his cheeks. “Do I get to swear? Can we say
fuck
,
Kenny? ’Cause
fuck
!”

Kenny shivered from the top of his head to the ends of his toes. “I knew you could,” he whispered in praise.

And then he couldn’t talk about it anymore. He rolled over to his side and started kissing Will’s outer thigh, hair and all, and then moved his kisses to Will’s abdomen, and then—yes,
yes
—his erect cock.

Will sighed and shuddered, relaxing into the feel of Kenny’s mouth as Kenny relaxed into his taste. This was his man, warm and bitter, and Kenny rolled over his leg and into the V of his thighs, confident that Will would lift his knees and spread his thighs, because Will craved his touch as much as Kenny craved Will’s.

Will opened for him, and Kenny tasted, stroked, sucked, and fondled until the stream of precome drizzled almost nonstop. (Will did this, and it was both comforting and amazingly sexy—Kenny had never felt more wanted in his life than when he had to change sheets once a night.)

Then, when Will was moaning, thrusting up mindlessly, relaxed enough to know when Kenny would back off if he couldn’t take it, Kenny stroked his finger down Will’s crease.

He expected Will to clench, to tighten and maybe to reject that touch outright, but Will must have been studying porn more than Kenny thought, because he spread his knees wider, and that comforting drizzle of precome never stopped.

Kenny rubbed his finger around Will’s rim, softening him up, loosening him, and when it was time to slip his finger in, Will moaned at the same time he pushed against the little invader, and it slipped right in.

“Oooh,” Will said, and Kenny
hmm
ed and kissed the side of Will’s thigh.

“Good?” Kenny asked.

“Great,” Will breathed. “Keep going!”

Kenny used two fingers next, stretching subtly and deep and making sure he hit Will’s gland enough to make Will shudder. He took that moment to engulf Will’s prick again, slurping on it hard, and then he wiggled himself against the sheets.

He was hard and leaking too, just from making Will ready.

Very carefully, he slipped his two fingers out, gratified by Will’s little keen of reluctance. Also very carefully, he gently pushed the plug in, and Will’s full-throated groan of acceptance almost made him come.

Will started shifting his hips restlessly, and his cock bobbed and smacked on his stomach.

“Hold still,” Kenny murmured and then slicked up his fingers again.

“God, Kenny, it’s good. I mean… it’s making me crazy, but it’s
good
!”

“I know, baby. I know.”

Kenny had originally planned to use the three different plugs in the bag on himself. With Gif, he would have made a sex show out of it, displayed how wanton and exhibitionistic he was. But with Gif… he hadn’t trusted Gif to see to Kenny’s pleasure at all, so that was the only way Kenny was going to get off.

But Will would want to be a part of this.

So he greased his fingers up and slipped them behind him, surprised at how tight he was, how resistant.

Oh God, this was going to be awesome!

He closed his eyes, lost in the sweetness of the ache and burn, and then Will cupped his face.

“Good?” Will asked, voice husky, and Kenny nodded, keeping his eyes closed.

“Gonna be better in a second,” he said. He arched his back, undulated, fucked his fingers a little more, and realized he was grinding up against Will’s thigh. Oh God. He was going to come before he even mounted if he kept this up.

He pulled his fingers out reluctantly and wiped them on the little cloth. Then, as quickly as he could, he straddled Will and spent a moment in that position worshiping the heaving muscles of Will’s chest and stomach.

“Still feel good?” he asked, and Will nodded, whining a little and arching his back. “Awesome,” Kenny continued. “It’s gonna feel good to me too.
So
good. So now you know, don’t worry. Don’t worry about hurting me, I control the pressure and the speed. Don’t worry about being too big—you feel that stretch, that ache and burn?”

Will whimpered.

“
Exactly
,”
Kenny hissed, positioning Will’s cock at his entrance and pushing against it. “Ahhhh… God!”

Will hissed too, thrusting up slowly to help, and for a moment, there was the slow, oh so goddamned slow, burn and glide of that fat, full
thing
thrusting into Kenny, filling him up, making him, gasp, shudder, and—

“
Omigod!
” Kenny screamed. “So good! Don’t stop!”

Will grabbed Kenny’s hips for purchase and kept thrusting up slowly, steadily, until
holy Christ,
he was seated all the way into the depths of Kenny’s body.

Their eyes locked, and Will said, “Good?”

Kenny’s hands shook as he tried to smooth them over Will’s chest. “Great,” he breathed. “Great. Now out!” Slowly, oh so slowly, Kenny lifted himself up, stroking Will’s cock with his muscles until the head stretched his rim. Kenny hovered there for a minute before sliding back down again.

“
Omigod
!” they said in tandem, and then Will pulled back and Kenny lifted up and they started the whole cycle over again.

Slow, so slow, wonderfully, excruciatingly slow, until Will grasped Kenny’s hips hard and started to beg.

“Faster, Kenny, can we go faster, God, I’ve really got to start going—”

“Fuck me, dammit! Fucking faster!” Kenny begged, and oh, that did it. Will held him in place and started to piston his hips in short, hard strokes, as fast as he could manage, and Kenny… oh hell, he just kept himself
right there
and Will nailed his gland, stretched him wide, and hit him again and again and again and—

“Grab your cock!” Will ordered. “I want to feel you!”

Kenny could barely do it, he was so high on arousal and pleasure and oh damn, his hand, stroking hard, and Will fucking him,
fucking him
as he’d never been filled before, and….

Kenny started to shake and then Will started to shake and Kenny tilted his head back and howled, “Yes, oh hell yes,
omigod
,
Will, fuck me so fucking good!”

And Will just howled, no words. “
Aurugh
!”

Their climaxes—together, beautiful—exploded behind Kenny’s eyes, inside his body, rocking them both, clenching them together. Will stayed buried so deeply inside Kenny’s ass, Kenny wasn’t sure how he’d lived his whole life without Will Lafferty there the whole damned time.

He collapsed on top of Will, their sweaty bodies cooling as they just breathed, coming down from the high. Kenny opened his eyes and realized that Will’s eyes, plain, average brown, wide and deep, were peering at him curiously, looking for insights into his soul.

“That was amazing,” Will said, no question, and Kenny had to smile. Here, when they were together, skin to skin, Will had a whole lot of confidence Kenny never would have suspected when he’d first seen him, shambling, frustrated, and hypnotized by a shiny thing in the road.

“It has
never
been that good,” Kenny told him soberly. He was trying to say something important, but he wasn’t sure if he was up to the scary words when there wasn’t a phone between them.

Will’s grin turned sort of wry. “Man, if I’d known it was going to be this good, I would have started doing it a long time ago!”

Kenny thought about that notion he’d had, when Will had been drunk and vulnerable, of taking him and doing wicked things with that big, solid, awesome body, and giving Will the space to just forget about it. Just forget about
him
because it was just sex, and really, who needed to remember every time you had sex?

His next words to Will were unexpectedly passionate. “I’m
glad
it was now.” He rested his cheek on Will’s chest and moved a little. Will’s body slid out of his, and he missed the connection at the same time the mess of it made him shiver. God, he felt more replete than he ever had in his life.

“Not sooner?” Will asked idly, and Kenny felt Will’s fingers ruffling through his hair.

“If it had happened sooner, I wouldn’t have known what I had.” Kenny’s voice broke a little, and he didn’t want to go there. He cleared his throat, and the ding from the kitchen told him dinner was ready. He went to roll off and Will tightened his arms around his shoulders.

“It’ll keep,” Will said mildly. “It’s not going to burn just yet. What are you thinking about that got you so sad?”

Kenny looked up at him and smiled, and he couldn’t keep the wistfulness out of the smile. “I was going to seduce you that first night,” he confessed. “I figured I could be your dirty little secret.”

To his surprise, Will laughed. “That’s
great
! Really? You had designs on me? That’s
awesome
!”

Kenny narrowed his eyes, but he had a hard time compressing his mouth into a line. “You’re taking it awfully well.”

When Will smiled, his cheeks popped up and deep grooves cut into his cheeks. Between his size and his damned inescapable sincerity, it made him look like some sort of celebratory god.

“But don’t you see? You wanted me! You didn’t even know me and you wanted me. That’s
awesome
—I sort of assumed you just humored me until, you know, I tried to hang from your tonsils by my tongue.”

Kenny’s chest shook, but he couldn’t even laugh. “Will….” And he couldn’t say it out loud. He couldn’t. It was too precious, too raw, and the thought of accidentally crushing it was just too painful.

Will mauled his head in a massive, sweaty hand, and Kenny received a gentle benediction on his forehead. “I love you, you know that, right?”

“I’m new and shiny,” Kenny whispered, which was unfair, perhaps, because Will had never even
seen
the gold lamé shirt, but he knew his biggest fear, and here they were, naked, dripping with each other, and that fear was going to peep out over his shoulder and stick out its tongue. “It’s easy to love me.”

“Yes,” Will said, and Kenny looked up sharply to see a smile that was all kindness. “It’s extremely easy to love you, and I’m lazy. Why would I go looking for someone else to love when this perfect person is right here, and he likes me too?”

“Love,” Kenny corrected, because he couldn’t stand for the words to come out of Will’s mouth sounding that weak. “I love you.”

Will sealed it with a kiss, and Kenny kissed him back, and they might have had really messy sloppy seconds, except after a few more minutes of kissing, the smoke alarm went off and they
had
to get out of bed.

They ordered pizza that night. Kenny broke out the ice cream, which they ate from the carton while sitting next to each other on the couch, watching
Pitch Black
on the Syfy channel. For once neither of them cracked their laptops, and Kenny didn’t even think about pulling out his stylus.