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I'm in Greece. With Jim. On the beach. In the evening. The weather's excellent, it's hot, the hotel is beautiful, and life is just perfect!
I snuggle back into Jim's embrace and let out a content sigh that is picked up on the faint breeze and carried away into the warm night.
"Are you happy?" he whispers in my ear.
Pardon me, but I feel the need to laugh out loud. Of course I'm happy! I'm in love, and I'm being loved back, and we're in *Greece* and everything's perfect!
"Of course," I say, and turn to face the man I love above anything on earth. "I love you."
"I love you too, Chief," Jim chuckles and hugs me tight. "I love you too."
It's dark around us, and the soft night hides us from curious tourists, so we're free to snuggle and kiss and caress. The lights coming from the numerous restaurants and bars along the beach can't reach us, and if by chance some other couple should pass us, they probably wouldn't look twice at us. Jim said I look like a girl anyway, so we wouldn't attract any attention.
Remind me to get back at him for that.
Kissing me softly, Jim grins at me, and then we head back to the hotel. The hotel consists of a lobby, a swimming pool, a small outdoor restaurant and several small apartments with a combined livingroom/bedroom/kitchen and a bathroom. It's small and beautiful and so very Greek!
We live in #48. There's two beds - one double and one single. Guess who sleeps where... Heh. Once we enter the bedroom, Jim turns to me, reaches around me to shut the door, and... and...
Oh, Jim smoochies.
And nibbling down my jaw. And nibbling on my neck. And oh... hands under my shirt...
"I want you, Chief."
Uh...
Wait, no, don't stop, I didn't mean to tense up, it was a pure reflex!
"I-I didn't mean..."
"It's okay," Jim quickly says. "I know you're nervous, I... I..."
"No, wait, I mean... I want you too," I quickly say. There's that stupid stutter again! "I... Yes, I'm nervous, okay? I... I haven't done this before."
He blinks at me. And suddenly I want to laugh, because he looks so stupid.
"You haven't?"
He's surprised? "No, I... No." I look down for a second, before I look up at him shyly. "H-h-h-h..." I start, then pause to curse myself. "H-have you?"
"Yeah," he replies without hesitation. "But I thought..."
He trails off. Then he... he...
Oh, Jim smoochies.
"Do you trust me?"
What kind of question is that?
"Of course I do," I reply without hesitation. "I love you!"
"We can wait if you want to," he offers against my lips.
I want to answer him, I really do, but it's kinda hard to speak when you've got a mouthful of Jim Ellison... So I just grab his ass and move up against him instead, and he's... Oooh, that feels good... He moans, and I can't help but grin. Jim breaks the kiss and looks deeply into my eyes.
Give it up, big guy, you're not able to look into my soul. As his gaze intensifies, I shudder involuntarily. Or maybe he is? "It's okay," I say, and - surprise, surprise - the stutter seems to have vanished.
And, oh, more Jim smoochies, and we're rubbing up against each other again, and oooh... Whatever you do, man, don't stop, don't ever stop! I love you!
Huh, how did we end up on the bed? Oh, never mind, doesn't matter, just don't stop whatever you're doing, and how on earth did these pants get so tight??? Jim continues to kiss me as his hands start to fumble with my zipper, and suddenly his fingers close around me and I moan loudly.
He chuckles, then breaks the kiss. "Keep it down, Chief, or the entire hotel will hear us."
"Don't care," I mumble as Jim pulls of his T-shirt to reveal that perfect chest of his.
He pulls off my own T-shirt, then my pants and boxers, and - wow, oh, man, wow When did he get naked? Oh my God, we're naked on the bed together and nothing has ever felt this good, and I'm about ready to come already! I let my hands caress his back as Jim nibbles his way down my throat and over my chest. I nearly arch off the bed as his soft lips close around one of my nipples.
Who'd have thought my nipples were so sensitive?
And now he's no longer sucking on my nipples, he's licking his way down across my stomach, and, and... and... OOOOH! Man, what was I thinking, being with all those women??? If somebody had told me a couple of years ago that Jim Ellison gave the best blowjobs on the planet, I would have blushed, then laughed in their face, but now...
Oh, man, where on *earth* did he learn to deep-throat???
And then he's fondling my balls between his fingers and his tongue presses up against the underside of my cock and oh my God, oh my God, ohmyGodohmyGodohmyGod, I'm coming into his mouth! And he's swallowing like there's no tomorrow, and nothing has ever felt this good!
I'm panting hard when he comes up to lie next to me again, and he immediately starts to nibble at my neck and shoulder. Man, I don't think I'm ever gonna be able to get out of this bed again...
"Can I be in you, Chief?"
I don't really have the strength to answer him, so I just kiss him instead, letting our tongues meet. I can taste myself on him, and it's such an incredible turn-on!
Wait, where's he going? He's not leaving now, is he? But he's back on the bed before I even have a chance to open my eyes fully. He places a bottle of lubricant and a condom on the bed next to me, but I'm not looking at them - I'm looking at him. Sweat is coating his body, and he's got a nice tan from the sun already, even though we've only been here for three days. He's so incredibly beautiful! I almost feel like I don't deserve him. Like I'm not worthy of someone like him, or something.
But deep down, I know I am, because he loves me just as much as I love him.
"You okay with this?" he asks, and there's sort of a... pang in my chest at the tenderness and love in his voice. My God, this man is so incredible.
"I love you," I tell him before I kiss him again.
We continue to kiss for a little while, before he rolls me over so I'm on all fours. Then Jim moves behind me, and I can hear the rustle of foil tearing. More sounds, and then a lubed finger carefully pokes my entrance. It doesn't hurt at all - it's just good. As he starts sliding the finger in and out of me, I can't help but moan and thrust slightly back towards him.
"Good?" he asks, and I can only nod.
Another finger is added, and now it's a little uncomfortable, but oh man, it's still so incredibly good. Oh my God! His fingers just... I don't know, they did something, and hit something, and it felt so fucking good! Oh my *God* there it is again!
My mind tries to tell me something... Prostate, yeah, that's it... Oh God, Jim, don't stop. Moaning reaches my ears, and I register that I'm the one doing the moaning, and the fingers continue to explore and stretch me, and I don't ever want him to stop!
Okay, three fingers hurts a little, I'll admit that. But I manage to relax, and then it hurts less. Plus, it still feels good!
"You ready?"
I swallow heavily when I hear Jim's whisper, and I force out a hoarse "Yes."
Then his fingers disappear, and I can feel the head of his cock press against my opening. Ow, oh, shit man, ow, ow, OW, oh man! Goddamnit, that hurts!
I wince, but don't make a sound until I can feel Jim fully inside me, his balls against mine, and one of his hands rubbing my back soothingly. "You okay?" he asks, his voice slightly strained. "We still don't have to if it hurts too much."
"No, no," I pant, shaking my head. "I'm fine, man, it's... it's just... big, you know?"
He can feel his movement as he nods, and we stay like that for a long time - in silence and pretty much unmoving. Then, eventually, the pain starts to fade, and I squeeze my muscles around him, just to test. And he groans loudly in pleasure. I grin a little. Guess that felt good, huh? I do it again, and another groan comes from Jim.
"Blair..."
"Move," I instruct him, and he does like I tell him to. Slowly at first, because he obviously knows it still hurts like hell, but eventually he speeds up. And it doesn't really hurt anymore, it's just a bit uncomfortable. And he continues to thrust, and it just feels better and better until it actually feels good again. Damn good!
We're both panting now, and through our heavy breaths I can hear the light slapping sounds every time he thrusts back into me. Then he pauses briefly and moves a little, and when he starts thrusting again - oh my God - he's hitting that magical point!
Oh sweet Jesus!
One of his hands has moved around to pump my cock! I didn't even realize I was hard again! Shit, it feels so fucking good! I moan loudly as he speeds up again and starts grunting behind me, his cock hitting my prostate with every stroke. Before I really know what's happening, I'm coming again, my seed spilling out over his hands.
As my arms collapse under me and I fall down onto the bed, Jim continues to thrust, before he suddenly lets out a loud bellow that sounds suspiciously like my name, and collapses on top of me.
We remain like that for a few moments, before Jim moves and pulls out. I whimper a little. It feels so... I don't know. Empty? Loose? I can hear Jim move around the room, throwing the used condom in the trash and placing away the lubricant, before he's there again, lying next to me.
"You know," I tell him when my breathing has slowed down a little and my tongue manages to move again. "It was kinda stupid to use the condom when you... uh..."
I can't bring myself to continue speaking. When you what? Swallowed my cream? Ate my cum? It sounds so... dirty, and what we did wasn't dirty. It was beautiful and mind-blowing and incredible. Okay, dirty too, but not that kind of dirty.
"I know, I know," Jim sighs. "I guess I didn't really think."
"No, it's not that," I quickly say, rolling over to my side and pulling him to me. "I'm clean, I know I am."
He doesn't reply. Instead he just kisses me, and a feeling of complete happiness washes over me.
"You okay, Chief?"
I nod and snuggle up against his chest. "Perfect."
"I didn't hurt you?"
Negative to that, big guy. Well, okay, yeah, it hurt like hell, but not so much that I don't want to do it again. Because I definitely want to do it again. I shake my head, then let my fingers drift up and down his strong back. "I love you," I tell him. "I love you so much you have no idea!"
"Yes I do," he whispers into my ear, then places a kiss on my forehead. "I know exactly how much you love me, because that's exactly how much I love you back."
Oh...
Insert strong urge to squeal and kiss Jim senseless here.
Life really is perfect!
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