“The other one,” Hudson gasped. Shaney obeyed and worked Hudson’s other nipple. He slowed his thrusting and lazily slid in and out while working Hudson into a frenzy of need. “Please, please...”
“Please, what, love?” Shaney asked, pushing through the tightness in his throat.
Hudson shook his head, unable to answer.
“Don’t worry. I have you,” Shaney assured him.
The black of Hudson’s pupils crowded out the blue of his irises. Shaney ran a palm along Hudson’s cheek, over his jaw, and down his neck. Hudson’s pulse beat rapidly beneath Shaney’s palm. Short gasps escaped Hudson’s parted lips as Shaney forced the head of his prick right to the ring of muscle, then thrust in. Each thrust elicited a grunt from Hudson and a bead of pre-cum formed on the end of his prick. A pool of the milky spunk had gathered on his stomach. Shaney ran a finger through the white cream and popped the finger into his mouth, groaning with appreciation. Repeating the action, this time Shaney brought the liquid to Hudson’s mouth. Shaney’s eyes closed as Hudson sucked his finger in, tongue swirling, strong, hard pulls hollowing his cheeks. Shaney swore he felt every suck in his cock. The sensuous feel of Hudson’s lips and the moaning deep in his throat caught Shaney’s breath and, for a split second, his heart stopped, suspended in time, before kicking into overdrive, fueling his hips, pushing him deeper and faster.
The tingling started in Shaney’s hands, and he gripped the bedding tight in his fists. Like a speeding locomotive, that prickling sensation expanded throughout his body. The blue streams crackled across his skin, his thrusts fueling something big. The sensation grew, tripling in force. Shaney cried out when a spike of heat slammed into his balls. The high was magnificent and scary and better than any drug. Cries of pleasure filled the air and the electric blue expanded, covering Hudson’s skin. Hudson threw his head back and let loose a cry into the air. Shaney wrapped his arms behind Hudson’s neck and pulled him down harder onto his cock. Shaney didn’t want this to end, didn’t want anyone to break the spell.
The hum expanded. The sound low and ominous, magnifying and hitting a crescendo that wiped out the silence. The blue crackling and popping streams of energy stretched out beyond the bed, climbing the walls, diving and reappearing, multiplying, and casting eerie neon flashes around the room.
Shaney gasped. The euphoric high was almost too much to bear and not enough all at once. Hudson’s eyes popped open with an almost panicked need.
“Oh, God...don’t...stop!” Hudson cried. “Fuck me!”
A Cat 5 hurricane couldn’t have stopped Shaney. Even the relentless banging on the door couldn’t compete with the incessant humming and hissing, the panting, the moaning cries, the hard slaps of skin. Shaney’s mind narrowed to the pinpoint focus of ramming into Hudson, burning for more. Pleasure consumed them, eating them alive. Eventually it would rip them apart and disintegrate them like that pulverized mug. And Shaney couldn’t have cared less.
Shaney fought to take in enough oxygen as searing blue flames built in his groin. He placed his hands on Hudson’s cheeks and brought their faces close together. Hudson clutched mercilessly at his shoulders. Thousands of words passed between them in that gaze. The urgency built in Shaney’s twitching muscles. Something on the edge of his consciousness buzzed, annoying like a gnat.
Hudson inhaled. “Oh, God, I can see it. So many shapes, patterns. Connections to...to something.... I can’t....c-can’t...too much.”
Shaney had to do something. He reached down, grabbed Hudson’s cock, and stroked it hard. “Come on, love. I need you to cum.”
Hudson shook his head. “F-feels too good...don’t want to.”
Shaney laughed breathlessly. “Fuck, yeah it feels good, but I think we’re about to bring the cabin down.”
Hudson blinked his eyes, as if waking from a long slumber, and frowned. Shaney pulled out and quickly engulfed Hudson’s cock with his mouth. With three quick sucks, Hudson’s scream filled the room. His back bowed from the bed and his cum surged down Shaney’s throat and he swallowed reflexively, over and over. Hudson’s reaction rushed Shaney’s balls, and he grasped his prick as he filled the condom. The maelstrom of ecstasy and flood of endorphins practically melted Shaney’s bones. He collapsed into a pile of goo on Hudson’s hard stomach, chasing his breath and floating on an orgasmic haze.
The pounding noise on the door grew louder and more insistent. Shaney tried to speak, but his tongue felt too big for his dry mouth. “H-Hudson...Hudson?”