Free Beneath the Palisade by Joel Skelton

bed. When his butt had reached the edge, Ian lifted his legs and rested his feet on his shoulders. “Are you comfortable like this?” Ian’s eyes were filled with kindness as he smiled down and caressed Harper’s inner thighs with his warm, strong hands.
    Ian’s not selfish. He’s making love to me.
    “I’m great.” Harper reached up and stroked Ian’s muscled arms. “Are you enjoying this?”
    “What do you think?” Ian chuckled, leaning forward until he was poised to enter.
    “I’ve never done this when it hasn’t been rushed. I….”
    Ian entered him and paused. “Something this good should never be rushed. Am I hurting you? I want you to enjoy every minute.”
    “You’re not hurting me. No matter what or how we do this, I can’t get close enough to you,” he confessed as Ian pushed further in.
    “Does this help?” Ian bent down until their chests met, resting his elbows on each side of Harper.
    Harper reached up and stroked Ian’s hair. “You’re the man I’ve always fantasized about.”
    “You fantasized about having a poor landscaper make love to you? Really?” Ian slid all the way in and stopped.
    “Yes, but I have to admit, the landscaping part of the fantasy is a bonus. It’s everything else you are, Ian. You’re a kind person, I can tell. You’re a giver and not a taker. I want to prove to you I’m the same. Tell me what you need from me and I’m there.”
    Ian cupped his hand behind Harper’s head and brought it up for a kiss. Their tongues brushed and danced together until Harper relented, allowing Ian to kiss him deeply. He reached around and hugged his lover around the waist. Seconds later Ian began to slowly thrust in and out. Harper trembled, hugging Ian tighter to his body.
    “I don’t need a lot, Harper. Honesty, that tops the list,” Ian whispered after he’d broken off the kiss. “Are you sure I’m not hurting you?”
    “I never thought this could feel so good,” Harper purred. “I’d be lying if I told you honesty wasn’t big on my list too.”
    “What?” Ian laughed. “Was that supposed to be a joke?”
    “No. I say stupid things like that all the time. I was serious.”
    Ian reached under with both arms, bringing Harper up tight against his chest. At the same time, he intensified his effort below. Harper moved his arms up around Ian’s neck. He could feel Ian’s hefty thighs slap against his butt.
    “Oh man,” Ian moaned. “I’m not going to last long. This is just too… amazing.” Easing Harper back onto the bed, Ian paused, moving a hand up to Harper’s lips and parting them.
    Harper took first one finger, then two into his mouth. Ian twisted his fingers until they were wet and slippery. Removing them, he smiled and took Harper into his hand and stroked. “You have a beautiful cock. It’s perfectly shaped.”
    “Just lucky, I guess.” Harper laughed. He didn’t know what else to say. You can’t imagine how lucky I am.
    Ian milked him until he slid effortlessly up and down inside Ian’s large palm. “Ahhhh, I’m not going to last long either.”
    Ian slowed his pace, working his fingers around Harper’s swollen head. “You’re sensitive here like I am.” Ian teased and squeezed, the whole time looking down with a smile.
    “You’re driving me crazy.” Harper pounded the bed in response to Ian’s touch. Just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, Ian gripped Harper’s entire shaft in his hand and began to pump him hard.
    “That feels so good. Please don’t stop,” Harper begged.
    “I couldn’t stop now if I wanted to.” Ian began thrusting his hips with purpose.
    Harper reached up to take over for Ian’s hand, but it was shoved away. “Oh, Ian….”
    “Lay back. Oh God,” Ian roared. “I’m there. Let it go, Harper. Cum for me.”
    “Oh yes,” Harper moaned seconds before he sprayed jets of warm sap all over Ian’s chest.
    Ian collapsed on top of him, panting and dripping wet. “Feel like trying this