In The Heat Of The Night Chapter 10/14
Title: In The Heat Of The Night Chapter 10
Author: TalliW
Characters: James Lester/Connor Temple
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the wonderful Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary:
Lester and Connor have to fight for survival in a future where a climatic catastrophe has drastically changed the world.
With a wicked grin, Connor peered down at Lester. He was laying on his back, sleeping soundly. He must have dozed off, exhausted from his strenuous work on the midday shift, whilst waiting for him to return from his lesson with Mattie.
Fighting the sudden impulse to press his body against Lester and start humping, Connor pulled the blanket away, exposing Lester's body to his view.
Almost giddy in excitement that Lester had been naked underneath the covering, Connor let his finger slide down Lester's front, from his sternum to his crotch. Lester was making his plan quite easy.
Lester shivered and Connor could see goosebumps rise on his skin. He had to hurry.
Slightly nervously, Connor eyed the piece of flesh he was about to take into his mouth, still resting peacefully against Lester's thigh.
It couldn't be so difficult, really.
"Just wrap your lips around the tip and start a circling motion with your head," Mattie had said. "Maybe do something with your tongue while you are at it. Don't try to swallow it all or your gag reflex will kick in. Just concentrate on the tip. The shaft isn't so sensitive. You will only waste your time and tire out your jaw if you suck it up and down. Oh, and watch your teeth."
While Connor parted Lester's legs so he could kneel between them, Lester began to stir. He could wake up any minute.
Heat coiled in Connor's stomach and anticipation rose. It was now or never. Connor knew he wouldn't have the courage when Lester was fully awake and watching him.
Determinedly, Connor gripped Lester's flaccid cock, leaned forward and closed his lips around the foreskin-covered tip. It felt strange but not entirely unpleasant. The cock was still mostly soft. But Connor could already feel the blood pulsing through the vein, causing Lester's cock to move and contract and expand ever so slightly.
After the first tentative sucks, the shaft began to thicken and harden in his hand. The soft skin moved back from the bulbous head and the glans emerged fully.
Connor could tell the exact moment Lester woke up by the way the cock jerked in his mouth.
"Connor?" Lester gasped in confusion, apparently in shock at waking up with Connor's lips wrapped around his dick.
Heat rushed into Connor's cheeks, but he forced himself to meet Lester's questioning gaze whilst he released Lester's cockhead from his mouth with a popping sound.
"I will make you feel really good," Connor whispered, amazed that the thought of pleasuring Lester aroused him so much.
"You don't have to..."
"But I want to. Now relax and let me carry on."
For once Lester did what he was told. He lowered his head back to the mat, his eyes still wide and his hands curled at his sides. But to Connor's delight Lester's penis remained cooperative. Now standing proudly up in the air it was twitching towards Connor's face as if it was begging to be touched again.
"I will be gentle," Connor promised, his words more directed to the erect cock than to Lester himself before he turned back to the task at hand.
Connor licked the shaft down to the base, exploring the unfamiliar texture of a man's cock for the first time. Then he caressed the soft skin of Lester's balls with his lips.
Hadn't Mattie said something about the ridges too?
Tentatively, Connor nibbed at the sensitive area beneath the glans and was rewarded with a breathy groan from Lester.
"Don't..., don't stop," Lester whimpered as Connor increased the pressure. Mattie had been so right. Tonguing the ridges drove men wild.
Connor licked and sucked until Lester started to thrash around and Connor had to place his hands on Lester's hips to keep him from ramming his cock down Connor's throat.
Beads of clear liquid started to ooze out of the small slit of Lester's cock, telling Connor he was doing well. Maybe now was the time to try out the special trick Mattie had described to him in detail.
Connor slid his lips over Lester's cock until more than half of the shaft was buried in his throat. Then ever so slowly he moved his head backwards and let Lester's glans glide along the roof of his mouth whilst his tongue massaged the underside of Lester's shaft towards the tip.
Lester made a keening sound and completely lost control. Connor gave up steadying him and just let Lester fuck his mouth.
From the way Lester groaned and his hips lurched forwards, Connor worked out that Lester was getting awful close. Frantically, he started searching for the special point at the base to stop Lester from shooting his load in his mouth. He wasn't sure he was ready for that.
But before Connor had found the exact position to put pressure on Lester flooded Connor's throat.
The hot semen splattered against the roof of Connor's mouth with such force that he couldn't taste anything until there was so much of it that it covered his tongue.
It was sharp and bitter, and didn’t taste half as good as the pre-come had done. No wonder Abby had always pulled a face.
The thick liquid filled Connor's entire oral cavity. His muscles knotted up with anxiety and his heart was starting to pound like that of a small animal.
He was trying to hold the come in his mouth, wallowing it around Lester's cock. But it was just too much and more was still gushing forth.
He had to come to a decision before the spunk ran out of the corners of his mouth and down his face.
Remembering how degrading it had felt when Abby had spat his semen out with an obvious expression of disgust, Connor swallowed past the lump in his throat and let the stuff slide down his gullet.
He choked and gagged but managed to keep it down. When Lester finally realised Connor's predicament and eased his cock from Connor's mouth, Connor had swallowed it all and was past caring.
"Lay still, or I’ll dribble the lotion all over the mat."
"I really don't see the neccessarity for this. You shouldn't have wasted your money."
"It's not a waste. Your skin is drying out. Besides it's for my own benefit. I like your skin better smooth and soft."
Connor applied more skin lotion on Lester's belly and carefully massaged it into the skin.
"At least Jim seems to like my massage," Lester heard Connor mutter low under his breath.
"Jim?" Lester asked, dumbfounded.
As though he’d been caught with his hands in the cookie jaw, Connor's finger came to a abrupt hold on Lester's hip, right next to Lester's rising cock.
"Well, uhm, your... I thought it fits. It's a nickname for James. It would have been unfair to call him Little James, don't you think?"
"So you named my penis," Lester stated with merriment dancing in his eyes. "I suppose you have given your own genitals a name as well."
Lester watched fascinated how the faint blush on Connor's cheeks grew brighter, creeping down Connor's neck and chest.
"Uh, uh.... sometimes I call him Mr. Spock," Connor said sheepishly.
Lester did his best to keep a straight face, but the corner of his mouth twitched treacherously.
He had been wrong in assuming that the old, geeky Connor was completely gone. He had only been burried deep inside, waiting in the background for an opportunity to return.
"It started as a joke between me and Tom but then the name sort of stuck," Connor declared defensively, used to being teased about his fascination with Star Trek.
"So Jim and Spock. You are right. It fits. Now stop ogling Jim and put on more lotion."
Unaware of Connor's big grin, and about how much he'd just revealed of his own knowledge about Connor's second favourite subject TOS, Lester closed his eyes and enjoyed the gentle touch of Connor's hands. He really had missed the old Connor.
"Tomorrow then."
"Yes, tomorrow. Have you spoken to Mattie?"
Connor shook his head. "I'm not sure if taking him with us is such a good idea. This is his home. Our world would be completely strange to him. Besides we don't know how long we'll need to find an anomaly. We haven't built up enough reserves for a third man."
Lester's eyes softened. He knew how much it pained Connor to leave his friend behind. But he had come to the same conclusion. Taking Mattie with them was too great a risk.
"Somehow I will miss this world." Connor said and snuggled against Lester's side.
"Oddly, I will too."
Connor smiled up at Lester as it hit him like a ton of bricks.
Tomorrow they would leave the camp to go on a journey into the unknown. There was no guarantee they would survive long enough to find a way back home. And despite everything he and Lester had shared, they had never really kissed.
That thought was suddenly unbearable. He had to kiss those soft-looking lips that instant.
Lester stared at Connor with big round eyes as Connor inched upwards and hovered over Lester's face, only a hair's breadth away from Lester's mouth.
Then Connor closed the gap and a surge of energy raced through his entire body, centred in his loins and brought his penis erect within a tenth of a second.
With joy, Connor noticed that Lester was kissing him back like there was no tomorrow. And in that moment Connor didn’t care if that came true. He undulated his hips against Lester’s and Lester spread his legs so Connor could settle in between them comfortably.
Still kissing, by now with teeth and tongues, Connor and Lester began to move in sync, rubbing their cocks against each other in a desperate attempt to increase the pleasure.
Connor groaned in Lester's mouth as his pleasure mounted, their combined precome giving their movements the right sort of friction.
All of a sudden, Lester's body stiffened before his hips gave a jerk and his cock began jetting semen against Connor's crotch.
Lester's orgasm set off Connor's own and it was as if the world was turning on its axis, the feelings of love, carnal lust and satisfaction rushing over him, almost too much in their intensity.
For several minutes both of them lay there panting and gasping in the bliss of the afterglow.
"Whoa, that was intense," Connor mumbled as soon as he was be able to form a coherent thought again.
"Indeed."
Connor rolled off Lester and after quickly cleaning their bodies they both lapsed into silence, neither of them knowing what to say. Had the kissing really changed so much?
"Tomorrow then," Connor said to fill the silence.
"Yes, tomorrow."
They were relieved when the morning call rang through the camp a while later. Without looking at each other or saying another word, they stood up and dressed for the day.
Mattie ran out of the building, glad he hadn't been noticed. The picture of Lester and Connor kissing was branded on his mind. Somehow it had looked so right.
Connor had found what Mattie had always dreamed of. A protector he could love and who saw him as more than just a tool to release sexual tension. It would be the the perfect arrangement.
Mattie was still waiting for this dream to come true one day but every time he fucked Dafyyd or brought Beacher off his hope died a little more.
'At least Connor is happy," Mattie thought but couldn't help feeling a small streak of envy over his friend.
After his shift was finished, Connor found Mattie behind Beacher's house, staring over to the fence and the desert that lay beyond.
"Are you here to say goodbye?"
"How... Mattie. I..." Connor stuttered helplessly.
"You will leave tomorrow, won't you? I saw you hoarding water and food. I'm not stupid."
"No, you aren't. You are one of the cleverest people I've ever met. Mattie, if there was a way..."
"Stop it. You don't have to explain. I understand. This isn't your world and you want to return home. And I belong here. I just hate losing my best friend and my teacher. I have learnt so much from you."
"You taught me a lot too. I’ll miss you."
"Nothing you couldn't have learnt on your own. Giving good head is mostly a matter of practice and paying attention to your partner's reactions."
A faint blush coloured Connor's cheeks when Mattie hinted at the crash course in blowjob techniques he'd given Connor.
"You know, it wasn't just that. Take care of yourself, you hear. Don't let Beacher and Dafyyd treat you like dirt."
"Don't worry about me. I'll manage. Now listen carefully! The lorries will arrive around eight and leave around six.Your best chance to get out of here is to hide on the cargo area of a lorry. Often they control only the first and the last lorries. So better take one in the middle. It's still risky though. If they discover you... You know, breaking the camp contract gets punished hard."
"Thank you, Mattie. I can never repay you for everything you’ve done for me and Lester. If there is anything I can do..."
"How about answering a question for me?"
"Sure, if I can."
"Will you go all the way with Lester?"
"What?"
"Will you let him fuck you?"
Connor gaped at Mattie. His friend could have asked anything, about Connor's world for instance and he would have answered it. But this question came wholly out of the blue. Yet Connor decided to be honest.
"I don't know. Somehow anal sex sounds sort of painful. Does is really feel so good to get buggered up the arse?"
"Dafyyd likes it. A lot," Mattie said with a shrug.
"And you?"
"I haven't got a clue. I've never allowed Dafyyd, or anyone else for that matter, to fuck me. I'm waiting for someone special. It's the only thing of value I’ve got to give."
"I hope you find that special person.".
"I hope so, too. Goodbye, Connor."
"Goodbye, Mattie."
Quickly, Mattie stomped away, afraid he would stoop low enough to beg his friend to stay.
But then he changed his mind and turned around to ask one last question he had to know the answer to for the sake of his best friend.
"Connor, when you kissed him? Did it feel better than with that girl?"
"Oh, yeah." A dreamy expression came on Connor's face. "This time there were fireworks."
Mattie grinned, satisfied. His friend would be in good hands. And he would always remember Connor in the way he was standing there in the sunlight in front of Beacher's house with that beautiful smile on his lips.
Author: TalliW
Characters: James Lester/Connor Temple
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the wonderful Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary:
Lester and Connor have to fight for survival in a future where a climatic catastrophe has drastically changed the world.
With a wicked grin, Connor peered down at Lester. He was laying on his back, sleeping soundly. He must have dozed off, exhausted from his strenuous work on the midday shift, whilst waiting for him to return from his lesson with Mattie.
Fighting the sudden impulse to press his body against Lester and start humping, Connor pulled the blanket away, exposing Lester's body to his view.
Almost giddy in excitement that Lester had been naked underneath the covering, Connor let his finger slide down Lester's front, from his sternum to his crotch. Lester was making his plan quite easy.
Lester shivered and Connor could see goosebumps rise on his skin. He had to hurry.
Slightly nervously, Connor eyed the piece of flesh he was about to take into his mouth, still resting peacefully against Lester's thigh.
It couldn't be so difficult, really.
"Just wrap your lips around the tip and start a circling motion with your head," Mattie had said. "Maybe do something with your tongue while you are at it. Don't try to swallow it all or your gag reflex will kick in. Just concentrate on the tip. The shaft isn't so sensitive. You will only waste your time and tire out your jaw if you suck it up and down. Oh, and watch your teeth."
While Connor parted Lester's legs so he could kneel between them, Lester began to stir. He could wake up any minute.
Heat coiled in Connor's stomach and anticipation rose. It was now or never. Connor knew he wouldn't have the courage when Lester was fully awake and watching him.
Determinedly, Connor gripped Lester's flaccid cock, leaned forward and closed his lips around the foreskin-covered tip. It felt strange but not entirely unpleasant. The cock was still mostly soft. But Connor could already feel the blood pulsing through the vein, causing Lester's cock to move and contract and expand ever so slightly.
After the first tentative sucks, the shaft began to thicken and harden in his hand. The soft skin moved back from the bulbous head and the glans emerged fully.
Connor could tell the exact moment Lester woke up by the way the cock jerked in his mouth.
"Connor?" Lester gasped in confusion, apparently in shock at waking up with Connor's lips wrapped around his dick.
Heat rushed into Connor's cheeks, but he forced himself to meet Lester's questioning gaze whilst he released Lester's cockhead from his mouth with a popping sound.
"I will make you feel really good," Connor whispered, amazed that the thought of pleasuring Lester aroused him so much.
"You don't have to..."
"But I want to. Now relax and let me carry on."
For once Lester did what he was told. He lowered his head back to the mat, his eyes still wide and his hands curled at his sides. But to Connor's delight Lester's penis remained cooperative. Now standing proudly up in the air it was twitching towards Connor's face as if it was begging to be touched again.
"I will be gentle," Connor promised, his words more directed to the erect cock than to Lester himself before he turned back to the task at hand.
Connor licked the shaft down to the base, exploring the unfamiliar texture of a man's cock for the first time. Then he caressed the soft skin of Lester's balls with his lips.
Hadn't Mattie said something about the ridges too?
Tentatively, Connor nibbed at the sensitive area beneath the glans and was rewarded with a breathy groan from Lester.
"Don't..., don't stop," Lester whimpered as Connor increased the pressure. Mattie had been so right. Tonguing the ridges drove men wild.
Connor licked and sucked until Lester started to thrash around and Connor had to place his hands on Lester's hips to keep him from ramming his cock down Connor's throat.
Beads of clear liquid started to ooze out of the small slit of Lester's cock, telling Connor he was doing well. Maybe now was the time to try out the special trick Mattie had described to him in detail.
Connor slid his lips over Lester's cock until more than half of the shaft was buried in his throat. Then ever so slowly he moved his head backwards and let Lester's glans glide along the roof of his mouth whilst his tongue massaged the underside of Lester's shaft towards the tip.
Lester made a keening sound and completely lost control. Connor gave up steadying him and just let Lester fuck his mouth.
From the way Lester groaned and his hips lurched forwards, Connor worked out that Lester was getting awful close. Frantically, he started searching for the special point at the base to stop Lester from shooting his load in his mouth. He wasn't sure he was ready for that.
But before Connor had found the exact position to put pressure on Lester flooded Connor's throat.
The hot semen splattered against the roof of Connor's mouth with such force that he couldn't taste anything until there was so much of it that it covered his tongue.
It was sharp and bitter, and didn’t taste half as good as the pre-come had done. No wonder Abby had always pulled a face.
The thick liquid filled Connor's entire oral cavity. His muscles knotted up with anxiety and his heart was starting to pound like that of a small animal.
He was trying to hold the come in his mouth, wallowing it around Lester's cock. But it was just too much and more was still gushing forth.
He had to come to a decision before the spunk ran out of the corners of his mouth and down his face.
Remembering how degrading it had felt when Abby had spat his semen out with an obvious expression of disgust, Connor swallowed past the lump in his throat and let the stuff slide down his gullet.
He choked and gagged but managed to keep it down. When Lester finally realised Connor's predicament and eased his cock from Connor's mouth, Connor had swallowed it all and was past caring.
"Lay still, or I’ll dribble the lotion all over the mat."
"I really don't see the neccessarity for this. You shouldn't have wasted your money."
"It's not a waste. Your skin is drying out. Besides it's for my own benefit. I like your skin better smooth and soft."
Connor applied more skin lotion on Lester's belly and carefully massaged it into the skin.
"At least Jim seems to like my massage," Lester heard Connor mutter low under his breath.
"Jim?" Lester asked, dumbfounded.
As though he’d been caught with his hands in the cookie jaw, Connor's finger came to a abrupt hold on Lester's hip, right next to Lester's rising cock.
"Well, uhm, your... I thought it fits. It's a nickname for James. It would have been unfair to call him Little James, don't you think?"
"So you named my penis," Lester stated with merriment dancing in his eyes. "I suppose you have given your own genitals a name as well."
Lester watched fascinated how the faint blush on Connor's cheeks grew brighter, creeping down Connor's neck and chest.
"Uh, uh.... sometimes I call him Mr. Spock," Connor said sheepishly.
Lester did his best to keep a straight face, but the corner of his mouth twitched treacherously.
He had been wrong in assuming that the old, geeky Connor was completely gone. He had only been burried deep inside, waiting in the background for an opportunity to return.
"It started as a joke between me and Tom but then the name sort of stuck," Connor declared defensively, used to being teased about his fascination with Star Trek.
"So Jim and Spock. You are right. It fits. Now stop ogling Jim and put on more lotion."
Unaware of Connor's big grin, and about how much he'd just revealed of his own knowledge about Connor's second favourite subject TOS, Lester closed his eyes and enjoyed the gentle touch of Connor's hands. He really had missed the old Connor.
"Tomorrow then."
"Yes, tomorrow. Have you spoken to Mattie?"
Connor shook his head. "I'm not sure if taking him with us is such a good idea. This is his home. Our world would be completely strange to him. Besides we don't know how long we'll need to find an anomaly. We haven't built up enough reserves for a third man."
Lester's eyes softened. He knew how much it pained Connor to leave his friend behind. But he had come to the same conclusion. Taking Mattie with them was too great a risk.
"Somehow I will miss this world." Connor said and snuggled against Lester's side.
"Oddly, I will too."
Connor smiled up at Lester as it hit him like a ton of bricks.
Tomorrow they would leave the camp to go on a journey into the unknown. There was no guarantee they would survive long enough to find a way back home. And despite everything he and Lester had shared, they had never really kissed.
That thought was suddenly unbearable. He had to kiss those soft-looking lips that instant.
Lester stared at Connor with big round eyes as Connor inched upwards and hovered over Lester's face, only a hair's breadth away from Lester's mouth.
Then Connor closed the gap and a surge of energy raced through his entire body, centred in his loins and brought his penis erect within a tenth of a second.
With joy, Connor noticed that Lester was kissing him back like there was no tomorrow. And in that moment Connor didn’t care if that came true. He undulated his hips against Lester’s and Lester spread his legs so Connor could settle in between them comfortably.
Still kissing, by now with teeth and tongues, Connor and Lester began to move in sync, rubbing their cocks against each other in a desperate attempt to increase the pleasure.
Connor groaned in Lester's mouth as his pleasure mounted, their combined precome giving their movements the right sort of friction.
All of a sudden, Lester's body stiffened before his hips gave a jerk and his cock began jetting semen against Connor's crotch.
Lester's orgasm set off Connor's own and it was as if the world was turning on its axis, the feelings of love, carnal lust and satisfaction rushing over him, almost too much in their intensity.
For several minutes both of them lay there panting and gasping in the bliss of the afterglow.
"Whoa, that was intense," Connor mumbled as soon as he was be able to form a coherent thought again.
"Indeed."
Connor rolled off Lester and after quickly cleaning their bodies they both lapsed into silence, neither of them knowing what to say. Had the kissing really changed so much?
"Tomorrow then," Connor said to fill the silence.
"Yes, tomorrow."
They were relieved when the morning call rang through the camp a while later. Without looking at each other or saying another word, they stood up and dressed for the day.
Mattie ran out of the building, glad he hadn't been noticed. The picture of Lester and Connor kissing was branded on his mind. Somehow it had looked so right.
Connor had found what Mattie had always dreamed of. A protector he could love and who saw him as more than just a tool to release sexual tension. It would be the the perfect arrangement.
Mattie was still waiting for this dream to come true one day but every time he fucked Dafyyd or brought Beacher off his hope died a little more.
'At least Connor is happy," Mattie thought but couldn't help feeling a small streak of envy over his friend.
After his shift was finished, Connor found Mattie behind Beacher's house, staring over to the fence and the desert that lay beyond.
"Are you here to say goodbye?"
"How... Mattie. I..." Connor stuttered helplessly.
"You will leave tomorrow, won't you? I saw you hoarding water and food. I'm not stupid."
"No, you aren't. You are one of the cleverest people I've ever met. Mattie, if there was a way..."
"Stop it. You don't have to explain. I understand. This isn't your world and you want to return home. And I belong here. I just hate losing my best friend and my teacher. I have learnt so much from you."
"You taught me a lot too. I’ll miss you."
"Nothing you couldn't have learnt on your own. Giving good head is mostly a matter of practice and paying attention to your partner's reactions."
A faint blush coloured Connor's cheeks when Mattie hinted at the crash course in blowjob techniques he'd given Connor.
"You know, it wasn't just that. Take care of yourself, you hear. Don't let Beacher and Dafyyd treat you like dirt."
"Don't worry about me. I'll manage. Now listen carefully! The lorries will arrive around eight and leave around six.Your best chance to get out of here is to hide on the cargo area of a lorry. Often they control only the first and the last lorries. So better take one in the middle. It's still risky though. If they discover you... You know, breaking the camp contract gets punished hard."
"Thank you, Mattie. I can never repay you for everything you’ve done for me and Lester. If there is anything I can do..."
"How about answering a question for me?"
"Sure, if I can."
"Will you go all the way with Lester?"
"What?"
"Will you let him fuck you?"
Connor gaped at Mattie. His friend could have asked anything, about Connor's world for instance and he would have answered it. But this question came wholly out of the blue. Yet Connor decided to be honest.
"I don't know. Somehow anal sex sounds sort of painful. Does is really feel so good to get buggered up the arse?"
"Dafyyd likes it. A lot," Mattie said with a shrug.
"And you?"
"I haven't got a clue. I've never allowed Dafyyd, or anyone else for that matter, to fuck me. I'm waiting for someone special. It's the only thing of value I’ve got to give."
"I hope you find that special person.".
"I hope so, too. Goodbye, Connor."
"Goodbye, Mattie."
Quickly, Mattie stomped away, afraid he would stoop low enough to beg his friend to stay.
But then he changed his mind and turned around to ask one last question he had to know the answer to for the sake of his best friend.
"Connor, when you kissed him? Did it feel better than with that girl?"
"Oh, yeah." A dreamy expression came on Connor's face. "This time there were fireworks."
Mattie grinned, satisfied. His friend would be in good hands. And he would always remember Connor in the way he was standing there in the sunlight in front of Beacher's house with that beautiful smile on his lips.