Fire and Ice

Fire & Ice  published in “J is for Jealousy” by Cleis Press


Purchase at Amazon.com Joshua took the ice cube from his fingers and popped it into his own mouth then fixed his mouth against Benedict’ neck and slid down, the freezing water cooling where the heat of Joshua’ mouth blazed. Each hollow, each recess was investigated with the fiery chill of his lips as if he had never mapped this body a hundred times, a thousand times before.

“Joshua.. you aren’t..” but the sentence would not, could not be finished as the head of his cock was gently lapped by a freezing tongue, the ice bucket rattled and the shock was colder yet; the icy water sliding from Joshua’ mouth and running down the shaft of his cock, over his balls and finally warming in the crack of his arse. His cock began to numb and he tried to push Joshua away - it was too cold…

A low rumbling, “patience.” A firm hand pushed him back down flat on the divan. The freezing prison released him, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but his cock was numb, completely numb. He felt Joshua return to his position and the mouth swamped him again, still cold, but not icy, his tongue pushing at the slit, his lips wet and dripping and then ye gods what the fuck was happening?

With a sudden blaze, the head of his cock felt like it was igniting, the drops running down the throbbing organ were liquid fire, not ice water and Joshua’ mouth was an inferno of revivification. He glanced up, to see Joshua mouthing him with rhythmic gentle strokes, the brandy glass in one hand. Benedict couldn’t watch or he knew he would come, he could feel it building with just the thought of how sensual Joshua looked bent over him; and he never, ever wanted to come.

All he ever wanted to do was feel - Joshua was the only person in the world who made him feel anything except disdain and hate. The fire spread down the shaft in waves of molten gold, breaking on the shores of his thighs until everything tingled and he could no longer even sense the difference between his cock and his lover’s mouth, all there were was a sea of sweet warmth between his legs.

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