Crisco is for Sissies[M]

[TruthSayer]

Raa lay flat on his back, arm still thrown over his eyes. His heart had quit pounding quite so violently, choosing now to merely skip uncomfortably over every other beat or so, and his erection had waned to half mast from a combination of nervousness, the coolness of the room, and no Marcus in bed with him to touch it. It throbbed angrily at him, trying to get his attention, but it wasn't his attention he wanted to give it.

The bathroom door opened with an almost imperceptible squeak and Raa shifted to pillow his head on his arm, watching Marcus peek at him through the tiniest of cracks, a thin pillar of light spilling out onto the bedroom floor. "Feel better?" he asked, a little smile on his face.

[Tammika]

"Nope." He opened the door wider and shuffled into the room, flopping onto the bed beside Raa and grabbing a pillow and putting it over his head. "Yes and no. This karma, for all those times I skipped class to make out in the bathroom with you." He wiggled over in the bed until his body was flush with Raa's, making him feel much better, but he still didn't want to uncover his head.

[TruthSayer]

Raa rolled onto his side, laying his head on Marcus’ chest, arm draped across his middle. He was immediately warm, the goosebumps that had broken out on his skin fading.

“Maybe…” he muttered, but trailed into silence, the words passing through his mind seeming like the worst sort of blasphemy. Maybe we shouldn’t do this. Maybe we should wait a little longer. Maybe I’m going to hurt you and I couldn’t live with myself if I did.

“Maybe we should have spent a little more time in class and less time tempting fate,” he finished, watching his fingers trace light circles low on Marcus’ stomach.

[Tammika]

Marcus lifted the pillow and looked at Raa, worry lining his expression at the doubt he heard in Raa's voice. He swallowed hard, a knot in his throat that wasn't there a few seconds before. His demon of self loathing and rejection began gnawing at him, but only Raa's swirling fingers keeping them from finding ground... Fuck no.

Marcus sat up with jerk again, pushing Raa to his back and straddling him. The amount of anger, directed at himself, that surged in him surprising even himself. There was no way in hell he was going to let his own dorkiness, doubt and demons that Raa had already freed him from resurrect on his fucking birthday. Anger settled into ..something else, but something just as violent. "What the hell are you doing Raa?" He was not stronger than Raa, but he held onto his arms just for a sign of when he attempted to move. They had had many a wrestling session that melted into making out for him to expect the unexpected from his boyfriend. "Why the hell are we here if all you plan on doing is tickling my stomach?" he leaned down slowly until he was level with Raa's left ear. "I have been waiting for you to fuck me for six fucking months. Was it all talk, hmm love?"

[TruthSayer]

Well, Marcus was obviously not worried about Raa hurting him.

Raa grinned up at him, familiar ground a stabilizing relief that had him flexing his arms without moving them, testing Marcus' hold. Easy to throw off. Marcus really needed to learn how to center his weight, or Raa was going to topple him every time.

The warm weight of Marcus sitting naked in his lap stirred his arousal, the tip of his cock twitching against Marcus' ass. He bent his knees and planted his heels against the mattress, hips twisting a sudden jerk to the side that the rest of his body followed until it was Raa that was straddling Marcus' hips, hands pinned above his head.

"I knew it," Raa grinned. "You just love me for my body."

[Tammika]

"Ummm...Yes. Yes I do. Is that a problem? And the rest of the Raa package, all the love and support and ability to make me feel like the most spoiled person in the world just by hearing you say you love me, but right now I'd like a healthy serving of Raa body." He wiggled his hips and his fingers at Raa, loving the feel of his naked flesh pressed against his. Teasing him had never been so much fun. "So whatchu gon do? 'Cause at this rate I think I may die of boredom." He winked at him, and flashed his signature Marcus Impish grin.

[TruthSayer]

Raa’s eyes narrowed at the dare, fingers flexing around Marcus’ wrists, cock twitching against his belly.

“Well, can’t have a bored birthday boy, now can we?” he asked quite sensibly, and slid down Marcus’ body, marking his path with teeth and tongue to settle between his legs. He didn’t stop to admire the healthy length of Marcus’ erection before it was in his mouth, fitted lovingly against the warmth of his tongue, the taste one that had him moaning low in his throat. Cock is a wonderful thing, he thought, inhaling the scent deeply.

His hand fumbled across the bedspread, searching for lube that for a moment he feared had somehow fallen off the bed, finally finding it down by Marcus’ feet, and squeezed more onto his fingers. The back of his hand brushed up the inside of Marcus’ thigh until his fingers brushed against Marcus’ ass.

A tendril of uncertainty flickered in his gut, and he let Marcus fall from his lips, sliding up to lay beside him. He kissed him on the middle of the chest, whispered, “Tell me if it hurts,” and slipped his finger inside.

[Tammika]

Marcus went blind with pleasure so it made little difference had he kept his eyes open. His cock returning briefly to the warmth of Raa's mouth followed by his touch and the feeling of him slipping a finger inside him had hi arching and hissing, pulling against the hand that held him pinned in place.

It took effort to open his eyes and focus and that was just a finger so far as he knew. For a panicky moment memories he didn't want to think of now flashed in his head, but he focused on Raa forcing it away easily when he set his eyes on him.

The words of his teasing little game still popped in his head. He gave Raa another drunken stare, hair falling in his face from rolling his head back and forth. "More." He wanted more, and that one finger, Raa's touch, was enough to make him relax his legs and give him more access.

[TruthSayer]

Raa had never felt anything so warm, so tight, as Marcus’ ass. It felt as though he was being held there, muscles working against his finger as he drew it nearly completely out and pushed it back in experimentally, shocked that it was actually accepted, and that Marcus had such a blatant reaction to it, the look on his ace akin to the one he wore during orgasm. It was the most enticing and alluring thing he’d seen yet, and it made him bold, teeth sinking slowly into one of Marcus’ nipples, tongue swirling against as he drew it into his mouth and sucked.

"Touch me," he whispered, his cock giving a happy little jerk at the suggestion as he followed Marcus' command, another finger joining the first as he kissed Marcus’ neck, biting into it gently before he kissed Marcus’ lips.

[Tammika]

The feeling was intense and made him stutter out breathy rolls of what sounded like laughter and a hiss as he inhaled. One hand moved from twisting in the blankets to seeking out Raa's flesh, anywhere at first, but as he moved over familiar muscle of his abs he brushed the heat of his erection, stopped and held on, exploring more than he did earlier. Gripping him with his thumb down he tugged and pushed then switched his hold after trailing finger down as far as he could reach and back up again, thumb rolling over the head. The feel of his cock in his hand between his fingers made him breath heavier. Obvious signs of reaching that critical point fats approaching.

He closed his eyes moaning at the feel of Raa in his hands finally and Raa's hands inside of him, finally. There would now be no feeling more right than this. It was his new definition of complete. His hips rocked forming a rhythm on there own, and erotic dance wanting to feel Raa's finger move within him. He relaxed and tightened, arching his back in his private dance for Raa. Obvious signs of reaching that critical point again fast approaching.

[TruthSayer]

His hips jerked when Marcus gripped him, unconsciously mimicking the movement of Marcus’ as he pushed forward into the warmth of his hand, shocks of pleasure bursting out in a kaleidoscope of colors that left him blind. His fingers inside Marcus curled, his teeth on Marcus’ neck tightening. Orgasm that had been staved off for six months whispered insistently at him, brushed along his nerves with an alluring sensitivity that brought the realization that once his cock was finally buried in Marcus’ ass, he probably wasn’t going to last very long, and from the way Marcus was moving his hips, moaning lyrics to a song sung for Raa’s ears alone, neither was he.

He pulled back, searching blindly for the case of condoms and lube. He found the lube first, thought, Fuck the condoms, and smeared his cock with it, shuddering at the sudden uncomfortable cold as he moved between Marcus’ legs, lifting one onto his shoulder as he steadied his erection with the other.

Indecision rippled.

Did he watch Marcus’ face, or his ass as he pushed inside, because both were bound to be a show, but he was already pushing slowly inside, past a slight resistance into a heat and tightness that threatened to send him over the edge right there. A deep long groan fell from panting lips as he stared in wide-eyed surprise into Marcus’ eyes, breath seizing in his chest as his hips jerked forward without conscious effort, seating himself completely.

“Oh dear God…” he breathed, nearly every muscle in his body giving out, his thighs shaking as he leaned forward, head bowed as he placed one hand beside Marcus’ head, arm shaking so badly he feared it would give out. “OhGodohfuckohGod…”

[Tammika]

His fingers curled, and Marcus curled around Raa, letting out a sharp moan that was more of a yelp than a high pitched exhale. He mouthed the words, "Fuck" as the twitch of those fingers sent an electric shock that he felt to the tips of his own fingers.

Muscles relaxed he rolled as Raa shifted his position watching dazed, wide eyed and d drunk on lust, love and awe. He didn't realize he was holding his breath until Raa was completely inside him, releasing it with the most embarrassing high pitched lusty moan , he didn't realize the sound was him. "Oh god, wait..don't move.." He panted slow spaced shallow breaths a hand braced against Raa's chest. It didn't hurt as in sharp pain, but there was a burning discomfort that he needed to adjust to. He held onto the man hovering over him, inside him and willed his body not to panic. He opened his closed eyes and gazed into Raa's again and just like that he felt himself give into him. "Yeah... fuck me Raa."

[TruthSayer]

In that moment, Raa would have rather have his teeth drilled without Novocain than hold still. It was a colossal, painful effort that had sweat beading on his forehead to do so, but he managed it, taking the time to breathe in scents of lust and sex and Marcus, eyes tracing his expression, the crease of his brow, the rise and fall of his chest, the thrum of his heart beating in his neck. He kissed his chest, his brow, swirled his tongue on the inside of his knee.

The wait seemed an eternity, the muscles around him squeezing and gripping, and when Marcus next spoke, Raa slid back slowly, marveling at the sensation, little stars breaking out in his vision. He pushed in, just as slowly, epiphany washing over him in shudders and moans that there was no way he could live without this again, that it wouldn’t be like this with anyone but Marcus.

“Oh God, baby,” he sighed, and wrapped his arms around Marcus’ middle, pulling him upright to straddle his thighs, the angle pushing him deeper.

[Tammika]

The same spot Raa brushed with his finger was nudged again as Raa lifted him up onto his lap. Again Marcus whimpered, gripping Raa almost instantly around his shoulders, burying his face in his neck and biting down. Marcus planted his feet and rode Raa, slowly grinding his ass on Raa, shuddering and twitching with each new wave of ecstasy unable to settle on what felt best he was so overwhelmed with it all. Only a minute or two in that position and there was no holding him back. He erupted with guttural scream throwing his head back and rolling his hips with each short wave of pleasure. "Oh fuck, Raa. Oh, God you feel so good..." Marcus cried. He was far from being remotely sad, but the emotions that washed over him spilled out in worshipful tears. It was a beautiful feeling. "God, I love you Raa."

[TruthSayer]

His hips rose to meet each downward thrust Marcus made, the pleasure enough to make his bottom lip tremble as he held on tight, skin sliding against skin as Raa didn’t allow a breadth of space between them. His fingers dug into Marcus’ back, sliding down to cup his ass, moving up to grip his shoulders, convulsing when Marcus bit his neck, a loud moan breaking forth as he buried his face in Marcus’ neck and bit him, too.

“يشعر بالارتياح لذلك أنا أحبك يا إلهي نعم,” Raa babbled nearly incoherently as Marcus came, muscles clamping down and spasming wildly against him, and suddenly the slow pace was nowhere near enough.

He laid Marcus down, hands holding onto his shoulders as he thrust hard and fast, frantic rhythm breaking out as he seated himself again and again, groaning and panting into Marcus’ neck as the world began to fall away. Black splotches appeared, sapping shape and light from his senses as a pleasure more intense than any he’d felt before coiled in his body, slamming inward with lightning speed into his cock and erupting out the end. There was no bed, no more cabin, and for a split second, there was no Marcus, just babbling, mind numbing pleasure and pants and groans and pounding heart.

When the world returned, he was laying flat on Marcus, face buried in his neck, cock still warm inside him, more content and exhausted than he’d ever been in his life.

[Tammika]

He felt as though he was lighter than air, high as a kite, though he'd never been high before. Extremely hyper but no drugs for Marcus. Raa was his drug. He joked about it before but learned just how true it was. His body would have fallen back anyway but he was guided to the bed by Raa. He growled replanting his mouth in the same spot and biting down again as Raa rammed into him.

His hands snaked their way into Raa's hair and closed his fist on a handful, holding onto him as if someone would snatch him away. He felt Raa swell within him despite the furious pace and screamed again as the last few strokes were so hard he drew blood, though he wasn't sure if it was Raa's shoulder or his own tongue, he didn't have time to think on it. Somewhere just after he lost all consciousness from the overwhelming amounts of pleasure and went limp beneath Raa's body.

[TruthSayer]

There was no way Raa was moving. Ever again. Muscles so relaxed they felt like they weren’t even there; slick warmth against his stomach; Marcus’ breath against his neck that caused a shiver and the hairs on his arms to stand on end; the heavy scents of sweat and sex; the way it made their skin stick together... Raa never wanted to pry them apart.

His hips shifted, sensitive cock falling from within Marcus to nestle warmly against him, and Raa sighed, moving only to grab the corner of the blanket and toss it on top of them, pressing a kiss to the underside of Marcus’ jaw as he nuzzled against him, shifting onto his elbows so he could kiss his lips.

He grinned when he saw Marcus unconscious, giving himself a mental pat on the back for a job well done, and ran gentle fingers down his cheek, ghosted over his eyes and parted lips, and kissed the tip of his nose. “Happy Birthday,” he whispered with a grin, and laid back down, eyes sliding closed.

[Tammika]

They had arrived very late and slept late the next morning, but in the early hours of the morning, Marcus woke up to the most beautiful thing he had ever seen ...and the most uncomfortable feeling he had ever felt, save for third grade stomach flu. He wanted to lay there partially squashed by Raa and watch him sleep. It brought tears to his eyes at how soft his face was, all relaxed and surprisingly angelic for the savage beasts he was. A shaky hand brushed the hair from his face, caressed his brow with a thumb, but he could no longer sit still.

The shift in the blanket made the scent of sex thicken as Marcus rolled over and made for the bathroom, "Oh my.." The feeling of cum dripping down his left leg could have been awesome if it weren't for the mild cramping he felt. "Oh my fucking God.." He slammed the bathroom door. "Fuck you Lenny." he could hear the mans prediction in his head plain as day.

"...But you two will be all 'fuck me now ah oh fuck me now!' and totally ignore all my advice, which sucks for you because, damn that sexy Raa of your looks like he's got..." He stopped after Marcus gave him a murderous glance. "Don't worry though because you'll get used to it after a while. You know,-"

"No! I don't wanna know! Thanks Lenny!"

[TruthSayer]

Raa mumbled in his sleep as Marcus slipped out of bed, an incoherent mix of English and Arabic that was barely loud enough to make it past his lips. He shifted, turned right and left, even woke up enough to punch a pillow into submission before laying his head on it and trying to get back to sleep. It was colder now, and quieter, the lulling beating of Marcus' heart beneath his ear gone, the warmth of his body pillowing Raa's vanished, stomach and chest itching where they had been pressed together during sleep.

Raa sat up grumpily, staring morosely at the bathroom door and the telltale light shining out from beneath it, hair hanging low in his eyes, and scratched his belly, irritated at the itch, irritated at the cold, and irritated that Marcus was no longer in bed with him. His nails caught on... something. He lifted his hand, squinting at in the darkness.

What the hell...? Raa brushed his palm over his stomach, more flakes falling off, and reached for the lamp at the bedside, flicking it on to see spots of cum dried on his chest in splashes and runs, unsure if he should feel turned on, or mildly disgusted. He glanced around the bed, gaze flicking over unused condoms, the cap that he'd pulled off the lube, and an empty lube container at the foot of the bed, dark splotches of it decorating the covers like inconsistent tears.

Raa pursed his lips. He really hoped Marcus had more lube, because it was going to be damn embarrassing going to down to the marina corner store and asking the old lady behind the counter if they had any in stock. "Well, ma'am. See, today is my boyfriend's 18th birthday, and his dad and my parents said we couldn't fuck until he was 18, and things got a little messy. Do you have any in a nice subtle watermelon?" Yeah, that would go over real well.

He climbed out of bed and stretched, flaky cum falling from his stomach as he did so, and winced as more pulled at his pubes. He stared down at himself thoughtfully. Maybe Kendall had been right about the condoms. He needed a shower, or at the very least, a dish cloth, because there was no way he was going to be able to sleep with that tugging at his skin.

He grinned. A shower with Marcus?

He padded naked to the bathroom door, raising his arms to rest his palms on either side of it. "Marcus, I'm cold," he told the door, and waited for it to open.

[Tammika]

"Cold.. you're cold? That's all ya got man?" Snickering could be heard through the bathroom door. "I'm covered and and..have your lovely ...treasures dripping from... " He was having a very hard time finishing a sentence without giggling now that all the discomfort was gone.

"You know Lenny is a very wise man. A wise man that I should have listened to, so I'm just gonna pray he was right about the rest." he opened the door and leaned his head around it. "Need to shower?" he wiggled his eyebrows.