Malta

Sep. 9th, 2020 02:21 pm
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This is a fairy tale of blood and bullets
It is the story of three men and three women and a small island between Italy and Africa.
This is a story about tragedy and pain, about healing and hope, but mostly it is about
love.

Date: 2020-09-21 12:28 am (UTC)
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Booker groaned into he kiss meeting it with equal lazy enjoyment. Nicky's mouth was wicked and brilliant when he took the time to really kiss. All those years of Joe who adored kissing made Nicky just unbelievably good at it. Booker was helpless.

"If you keep kissing me like that it will be a long time." Booker's mouth felt a little sore from all the kissing but the good sort of sore that only served as a reminder of the earlier kiss.

He nibbled at Nicky's jaw to his ear and nipped at his ear lobe. "But that's what you like."

Date: 2020-09-21 01:44 am (UTC)
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"Nicky." Booker ducked his head and rubbed a hand over his mouth. He didn't know how to handle such a simple admission. He would've done much better with one of Joe's romantic speeches.

He looked at Nicky with a little smirk. "You have me." He gestured to himself in all of his naked glory. "Every inch of me is yours at the moment. Entirely at your disposal."

It was easier on his old, aching heart to be sexual than genuine at the moment. Booker could let his hard dick do the thinking for him and save the sweet, soft confessions for after. Or maybe in the night. He didn't want to tear up right now.

Date: 2020-09-21 02:14 am (UTC)
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The mercy was appreciated. It would ruin the moment if Booker started to sob. There would always be doubt and guilt in the back of his mind but one of these days he would let the love be more.

It would not happen on the pool stairs this afternoon.

"I would say we need to get out of this pool." He stroked his hands down Nicky's chest and stomach deliberately teasing his cock with a few light brushes. "And I would offer myself up gladly to your talents."

That very skilled mouth translated to areas outside of kissing.

Date: 2020-09-21 02:46 pm (UTC)
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"And I love having you here." Booker leaned in close to emphasizes his bulk and the width of his shoulders. Then he kissed the tip of Nicky's nose and fell back into the water.

He came up on his feet and pushed his hair back. It was getting very long and the undercut was definitely not an undercut anymore. Booker really needed to clean up his look now that he had dragged himself out of the dark pit he had wallowed in.

Standing in front of Nicky naked and shameless Booker gestured for him to head up the stairs. "After you, mon coeur."

All of them, really, had given him his heart back.

Date: 2020-09-22 01:36 am (UTC)
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Nicky sauntering was a sight to behold. He had such a lovely grace to his hips and there was no denying he had a fine ass. Booker watched him for a minute before he followed like a devoted lover.

Which, he supposed, he was.

Booker caught up and pressed himself against Nicky's back. He wrapped his arms around him as he nuzzled against his neck. "How should we do this? I can sit first this time. You on top?"

The lounge chair was just a particularly skinny bed, after all.

Date: 2020-09-22 01:54 am (UTC)
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Nicky was beautiful. If Booker had any idea he doubt it he would've grabbed Joe and together they would've kept going until Nicky believed them. He was incredible.

Booker cupped his face in his hands when Nicky turned around and held him into the kiss, slow and steady. Loved kissing, really he did.

"Don't say that." He nipped at Nicky's lip. "You say that and we'll definitely be cursed something will interrupt us."

Experience said he was right. But Booker took the risk and straddled the lounge chair then sat down. He held out a hand for Nicky to join him.

Date: 2020-09-22 02:23 am (UTC)
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"Please don't," he said as he stretched out. Booker couldn't help but stretch his arms over his head for the pleasant ache it brought his muscles then he settled his hands on Nicky's hips to help him stay steady.

He helped guide Nicky down until he could easily mouth at the head of his cock. Did Nicky really think he wouldn't be interested? His mouth was watering just at the sight of it so close. He flicked his tongue against the crown before carefully drawing it into his mouth.

Booker might need a minute to warm up because he was out of practice but he would make up for it in enthusiasm.

Date: 2020-09-23 02:25 pm (UTC)
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Booker gripped Nicky's hips tightly as the other man swallowed his cock in one smooth go. He had to stop before he accidentally choked himself on Nicky's cock. Nicky didn't need his hands. The combination might actually kill him.

After a minute to get his head on straight and collect all the brain power that just went south to his dick Booker got back to bobbing on Nicky's cock, careful not to let it get too deep.

His hands kneading Nicky's ass. It's been too long since he touched him. The body under his hand was lean and strong and so fucking beautiful. Booker had his eyes closed but he could picture Nicky in his mind, the same vision he was the last time he was in bed with him.

Date: 2020-09-23 07:02 pm (UTC)
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Booker appreciated the pause while Nicky caught his breath. He didn't want this to end too quickly. It had been years, almost a century since he was last with Nicky. This should last. It should be thorough. He wanted that for himself and he wanted that for Nicky.

But that steady pressure and tight seal really was the best sort of torture. He braced against the ground and gently tested the water by rolling his hips up. After all this time he wasn't sure what Nicky could take. Probably more than this but Booker was gaining his own confidence back.

He gently took him deeper each time, settling into the rhythm and gaining confidence. The strain of his jaw and the occasional nudge against the back of his throat couldn't distract him. They might unmake each other.

Date: 2020-09-23 07:21 pm (UTC)
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A few things had started to come back to Booker now. He remembered certain things Nicky liked and some of the sensitive places on his body. He rolled his hips with more force now trusting that if he did something Nicky didn't like the man would simply pinch his ass to make him stop.

He did get a little too eager himself and took Nicky a little too deep choking as the head of his cock nudged hard against the back of his throat. Booker pulled back and coughed, then laid back to catch his breath.

"Fuck me, I am sloppy at this." He rubbed his hand over his mouth and cleared his throat. Then he turned his head and nuzzled against the sensitive skin along the inside of Nicky's thigh. "Sorry, love."

Date: 2020-09-23 07:43 pm (UTC)
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Booker chuckled. "It's been awhile but I know that look. You'd love a chance to ruin me."

He let it happen every now and then. Booker was so much better at giving pleasure than accepting it for himself. Some voice in the back of his mind told him he was being selfish letting his partner give him all the attention.

But Nicky, oh, he was so good at it. "You tempt me, you bastard. Just to let you have me but this was your idea in the first place."

Booker pressed another kiss to the idea of high thigh and then got back to the very wonderful business of blowing Nicky.

Date: 2020-09-23 08:27 pm (UTC)
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He supposed he deserved that. The rift he put between himself and the rest of them was quite large. Without this break in Malta who knew if he would ever close it? Who knew how deep he would've sunk into his own pain?

Now wasn't the time to think about such things but Booker was more determined than ever to make it up to Nicky and the rest of them. There was a lot of work to do.

That little hum made his toes curl against the concrete and his hips bucked up hard. Nicky had to be careful with him. He was wildly sensitive. More of that and Booker would come in seconds.

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