Free Falling Bundle by Alex Jace

another kiss.
    Max fumbled open Arjen’s belt, his jeans, pushed a hand in to wrap around his cock. Arjen stifled a moan. “Ssh,” Max whispered in his ear, and Arjen made a small sound. He was so hot in Max’s fingers, so eager. Max squeezed him and made him clutch at him. Perfect. “Think you can keep quiet if I fuck you?”
    Arjen’s eyes darkened. “Yes.”
    Max chuckled. “Liar. You’re always loud.” He turned Arjen roughly anyway. “Hands against the trunk.” He yanked Arjen’s jeans down around his ankles, leaving him tangled up in them.
    Arjen waited, panting, his hands obediently on the trunk of the tree. He was irresistible. Every taut plane and lean muscle called to Max. Max stepped up behind him, pressing against him, sliding a hand down his belly to take hold of his cock again, even as he ran one slick finger down his cleft. He found that tight pucker with his fingertip.
    Arjen squeaked. He really was adorable. “I said quiet.” Max teased him ruthlessly with that fingertip, circling his pucker for ages before starting to press against it, giving him just a little bit of pressure. Arjen’s ragged breathing caught again as the finger slipped in, but he made no sound. “Good,” Max whispered to him, and started to work a second finger into him. Arjen felt incredible, so tight and yet so yielding. Arjen shifted against him, trying to spread his legs wider but too tangled in his jeans. He was starting to tremble.
    “I’m going to fuck you now.” Max tugged his earlobe between his teeth, knowing it always drove him crazy. “Try to relax.” He pressed the tip of his cock against his slick opening, using his grip on Arjen to keep him firmly in place.
    Arjen barely choked off his cry as Max pushed into him. He arched into Max’s stroking hand. Max soothed him with whispers as he slid slowly, relentlessly in, until he was fully sheathed inside him. Then Arjen hung his head, gasping for breath. Max could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat.
    “You’re being very good today. I should reward you.” Max gripped him and started to thrust harder. Arjen’s first little whimper rose into a moan as Max took him mercilessly. Max changed his angle to hit the exact right spot and Arjen cried out in earnest that time despite Max’s sharp reminder—“Ssh!” The bark crumbled beneath Arjen’s scrabbling fingers.
    Max clamped a hand over his mouth, tightened his grip on his cock and slammed home. That sent them both over the edge into fireworks. Arjen came intensely around him, silenced by Max’s hand over his mouth, as Max emptied himself into that tight body.
    By the time Max’s daze wore off, he was leaning hard into Arjen, pinning him against the rough bark. Arjen was unresisting beneath him, his cheek turned against the tree trunk, clearly recovering. He was delightfully hot to the touch. Max stifled the urge to kiss his cheek, sneak his arms around him, maybe whisper how much Max liked him. That would be forbidden.
    Max eased out of him gently and helped him dress. “I told you you’d be too loud.”
    “Not my fault.” Arjen reddened.
    “Don’t be embarrassed. I like knowing that it’s good for you.”
    Arjen stepped away from him. It was a clear signal that their meeting was over.
    Max sighed. However intense the sex, Arjen always managed to leave him feeling unsatisfied. Every time he met up with Arjen he came away more painfully aware of the gap inside him that could only be filled by being allowed to wrap Arjen in his arms.
     
    The next day Max arranged to meet Arjen in town. He could hear in the silence that Arjen had nearly put the phone down there and then, but with some coaxing Max managed to persuade him that it would be worth his while.
    In the heart of the city a tumble of shops spilled out from under a series of huge domes, all beautiful curves of glass. Light fell through the glass roofs overhead to strike sparks off the shining floor. Max had timed their meeting perfectly;