The Hots (mxm)

30. I'll Do It! (Alec)

   [xxx - mature content warning]

   I am still staring at the screen when Sam appears, all smiles and giggles, carrying a wicker fruit basket in his hand.

   "What are you gazing at?" he asks cheekily. "You are so focused."

   "You don't know?" I snort.

   "How am I supposed to know what you have on your phone?" he shrugs his shoulders innocently.

   "Are you saying that you didn't just send me a picture of your... of your... mmm... " I feel my face getting hotter by the second. Why is he doing this to me?

   "Oh, my God! Just say it!" Sam laughs out and grips my chin with two fingers, crouching in front of my chair. "Peppercorn, look at me!"

   I'm squirming a little but finally meet his eyes. He grins wider and repeats slowly, "Say it! A picture of what?"

   "Your ring," I blurt, happy that I found a way to avoid the word he wants to hear.

   "My ring which is placed where?" he doesn't give up, bringing his face closer to mine.

   "I'm not saying it," I stubbornly state. His eyes are so captivating, shamrock green, sparkling with laughter, shining in the sun. His lips are close. He flicks his tongue over the bottom one. I lean towards them, longing for a kiss, but Sam holds me in place.

   "You want a kiss?" he smirks. "Say it then. No kiss before I hear the word."

   "Why?" I whine. "Why are you always teasing me?"

   "For the same reason you constantly challenge me," he answers. "Because you're cute when you blush and tug at my heartstrings every time when you manage to overcome your own resistance." His lips brush mine, just for a second, and he whispers in my ear. "Because I want you, and I need you to admit that you want me too, so badly that it's becoming an emergency."

   His hot breath makes everything in me burn. I moan loudly and immediately cover my mouth with my hand. We are out in the open for God's sake! Anyone can hear or see us, Rose or Nicol, or a neighbor. Sam has obviously decided to ruin me completely. On top of everything, I'm painfully hard. My common sense says that I should splash myself with some cold water, fill the basket with raspberries, and go to the kitchen to make that caramel custard. I do just the opposite, totally ignoring it, as it always happens when I'm with Sam.

   "I was looking at the beautiful golden ring on your huge, handsome cock," I say and whimper both from embarrassment and arousal.

   "Good boy!" Sam praises me and pulls me up to my feet abruptly, before gluing his mouth to mine. I don't waist a second and suck in his tongue. The kiss gets more heated. He squeezes my butt hard and pins my back to the wooden trellis. I feel a few rose thorns on my back but instantly forget about them when he starts to grind his impressive erection on my groin. "Did you read what it says?"

   "Yes, yes, I did," I'm barely able to catch my breath.

   "So?" Sam's hand moves to the front, palming my hard-on.

   "It says 'Alec, lick me!'" I gasp.

   "What are you going to do then?" Sam asks hoarsely, kissing up my throat. His fingers are tracing the outlines of my penis and I can't stop moving my pelvis in their rhythm.

   "We need to stop," I whine, "someone may come."

   "You are absolutely right. I am just wondering which one of us will be the first. Also, I don't care," Sam retorts. "The only thing that can stop me is you saying that you don't want it. Answer my question!"

   "I... Aaah!... I want...I can't think when you're doing this... Sam... Mmhm!... I'll do it!" I finally mewl. "I want to do it... Aaah!... but not here, and not in the house."

   Sam steps back, leaving me panting heavily, my back glued to the trellis. I'll probably collapse, if I try to move. My legs are made of jelly.

   "My, my!" he grins. "What a hot mess!"

   "Idiot!" I pout, trying to unhook my shirt from the thorns.

   "Aww, did I hurt you, babe," Sam mumbles remorsefully, helping me to free myself.

   "Yes, you did!" I sniff. "My penis is throbbing. It hurts!"

   "I can help you. That's what boyfriends are for," he smirks, "to give you a hand in desperate situations."

   "I told you that nothing can happen here or in the house," I state, although, I'm on the verge of begging him to do something right in the middle of the garden.

   "What if I have the perfect place," Sam chuckles, pulling me by the hand towards the orchard.

   "No!" I dig my heels in. "We'll be even more exposed there."

   "Peppercorn," Sam turns to face me. "Have you played in a tree house?"

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A/N

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It seems Sam managed to pass another one of Alec's barriers.

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