When the Flame Flickers
I opened my eyes slowly, feeling the weight of the man next to me in his bed. There was a heavy arm draped over me, one leg over mine as the massive man spooned into me from behind. I could hear the heavy exhales as he slept behind me, my skin hot and stuck to his body. I tried not to move, just enjoyed the sensation of the early morning feeling of waking up next to a hot man who said he loved me last night.
I didn’t say it back. I was too afraid. Too afraid to admit that I too was falling for this man, this 53 year old widowed firefighter, this man who has known me since I was 8 years old and had been the hidden fantasy for me for so many years. I was in love with him but afraid to admit it. I had said it to men many times before, and it never seemed to pan out. But this time I started to wonder if there was a future with Neil Campbell. I was only 25, and he was twice my age. Was I ready for this?
I listened to his breathing, feeling my cock swell with that usual morning wood. I had to pee, and my ass felt wet from the second fucking we completed before we simply fell asleep in each other’s arms. It had been two weeks since we’d been together since his trip out west, and as much as I tried to forget about something serious with him, here I was, asleep in his bed, forgetting about the last two weeks and the date I ended up going on with a woman.
Neil stirred a bit, his breathing changing for a second as I felt his body press up behind me. His arm moved, and I pulled it into me, feeling the rough hand overtop of mine and the blonde hairs of his massive forearm against my chest. His stubbled chin went into the back of my neck and I felt butterflies in my stomach at the sensation of being covered by his body.
My hand started to caress his arm slowly as I felt him waking behind me. First his body wiggled into me a bit, and then the swelling of his dick at my backside indicated Mr. Campbell was indeed coming to. I heard the deep intake of air as his entire body shifted into a stretch, keeping me trapped in his embrace, his legs straightening out and pulling the covers lower in the process. A kiss on my shoulder made me turn my head slightly to greet his lips.
“Mornin’ sexy.” He purred at me, licking his lips and swallowing to get the juices flowing.
I pushed my back against him and stretched out too. “Mornin’ big guy.” I whispered, feeling his arm move around me completely and pull me into his body. He rolled backwards, bringing me with him a bit, and I closed my eyes at the feeling of this kind of fun in bed with a man.
His other arm snaked under my neck and he stretched out onto his back as I turned sideways to face him. My hand went onto his chest, and I started playing with the greying blonde hairs between his hard pecs, my fingers tracing the path of the cavern between the bulging muscles, around to his pink nipples on his freckled chest, down the rippling four pack to the softer section around his bellybutton. The bedsheet was just at his waist, a few rose petals still laying forgotten on sections of the bed. His one leg was out of the sheet, bent and angled, making him look like he was posing for a calendar.
He rolled his head to me and kissed the top of my hair. “Be right back.” He crunched upwards, and flipped the sheet sideways, standing up giving me a perfect view of his hard round ass, striding naked with confidence towards the ensuite, leaving me alone beside the warm spot he just vacated, staring at his muscular backside. I could see more rose petals at the side of the bed, and smiled at the romantic gestures this stud was capable of.
I rolled over into his spot, breathing into the sheets, smelling Neil and stretching my naked body into his spot. I was glad it was Sunday and we had time to kill. Neil wasn’t going back to work till Tuesday, and I purposely prepared to be free this weekend to welcome his return.
I heard him taking a whiz, the tap running, the cupboards opening and closing and the swish of mouthwash. As Neil came into view holding his half mast cock in his right hand, covering it up shyly as he hurriedly walked towards me, I leapt up from the bed and told him I was going to do the same.
“Get that cute body back here fast.” He slapped my ass as he passed me and I gave him a sexy look over my shoulder as I followed suit, peeing and swishing strong mouthwash before I came back into the bedroom, covering my own thick cock.
Neil was sitting up in bed, the white sheet draped over his lower half, one big wide foot out of the sheet overtop of the covered leg, his hands clasped behind his head, arms bulged out and lats puffed out wide. I felt my heart skip a beat and my head went dizzy. This was one hot man, so what was I afraid of?
“C’mere sexy.” He said quietly, looking at me with a wide smile.
I went over and climbed over his waist, sitting my naked ass onto of the sheet over his thighs as he unclasped his hands and slid them down my sides. He tilted his head sideways, watching me watching him.
“Something’s going on in that big brain of yours.” He said with a small squint in his eyes. His hands felt good moving up and down lightly on my sides as I put my hands on his shoulders and leaned into him to kiss him.
We kissed softly, gently, teasing each other with our tongues, our eyes slightly opened looking at each other. We were both smiling and I felt his hard cock beneath me. I let my head loll down to his neck and curled into his hard body. His arms hugged me against him and he let out a little grunt as he squeezed me.
“You okay?” He kissed the top of my head again as he played with my hair, keeping his head beside mine.
I didn’t answer, just nodded, listening to his heart beating in his chest against my cheek. I closed my eyes and let out a long breath. “I’m more than okay actually.” I listened to the quietness of the morning as Neil’s heart steadily thumped in my ear, my fingers lazily danced around his left pec. “I heard what you said last night.” I said quietly, and Neil’s hands stopped moving over my back.
I felt his head turn a bit to me, as if he was looking down at me, but he didn’t say anything, just waited patiently for me to continue.
“It didn’t go unnoticed, what you said.”
He kissed my head and squeezed me again, hugging me into him, his cock moving on its own under me.
“And I’ve been feeling it too, but I’m just…afraid to admit it I think.”
Neil shifted and he moved my head, pushing me off his chest slowly and helping me sit up so he could look into my eyes. His golden brown big eyes peered into me as his hands took my shoulders and held me just far enough away from his face so I could see his smile and the grey/red/blonde stubble. “Hey.” He shook his head slightly. “There’s no expectation whatsoever. Remember we said we would just have some fun.” He sighed with that smile still on his face. “But I do love you. I really do. You’ve opened up something in me. I feel younger, I feel sexier….”
I rolled my eyes at that, knowing that Neil was already sexy before I came along.
Neil paused at my eye roll and gave me a fatherly look. “I do, and I have you to thank for that. And I’m not afraid to admit my feelings I have.” He squinted a bit and gave me a sideways glare. “But I’m not expecting to hear anything in return. Okay?”
I nodded, feeling a little relieved but at the same time wanting him to know more. “I want you to know that I feel the same way. Because I am in love with you too. I think I’ve always been.” I added shyly.
Neil didn’t say anything, just continued to sit there with me on his lap, smiling at me. I wondered what he was thinking, and what he wasn’t saying, or if my words had any affect on him at all. Instead he gently pulled my head to his, and our lips met in a quiet kiss. The kiss blossomed into an open mouth, tongues sliding in, hands moving over bodies. I felt him shift, and my body started to move backwards. The sheet slid sideways from Neil’s body, and I felt the heat of his skin connecting completely with mine.
I was on my back, my legs were being opened by his, but his mouth never left mine, his tongue never stopped probing, and the heat never left my body. His hands became forceful, moving my body into position, linking into mine and squeezing them tight as his lower half moved in between me. I could feel his dick, hard and throbbing, brushing my used hole. He wanted in again. And I wanted the same thing.
“I’m glad you feel the same way Brian.” He whispered as he broke away from our kiss. He sat back, releasing one hand and spit down on his cock. I moaned and shifted, showing him I was ready. He took my hand back in his and held me down, lining up his dick to my hole and easing himself into me. His eyes were on mine, watching me as he pushed into me.
I opened up easily, welcoming him back inside me with a small groan. I squeezed my fingers around his, feeling the heat from his cock fill my insides as he slid all the way in. “Fuck Neil.” I moaned as he pushed into me deep, his hips against my body, his face a look of seriousness. I closed my eyes at the feeling again, pushing away the soreness and focusing on the pleasure. “I do love you.” I breathed out in a slow exhale.
Neil growled and leaned over me and began to hump me tenderly, squishing my body underneath his enormous one. I spread my legs wider and wrapped them around his waist as his body gyrated on mine. He was harder than ever and fucking me with such passion already for first thing in the morning.
“I love you too Brian.” He said before he covered my mouth with his. He didn’t stop, didn’t let up, kept my hands in his and used me gently. He didn’t’ switch positions, just kept it up, fucking me in this missionary position.
I kissed him nonstop, pausing only to grunt and groan. He would kiss down my neck and then back up again, as if he couldn’t handle not having his tongue in my mouth. There was a desperate feeling, like we NEEDED to fuck like this, like there was some unspoken desire we were both feeling. I was moaning under him, watching his reactions every time we parted lips, listening to the sounds he was making.
“I thought about you every day I was away.” He moaned into my ear as he buried his head beside mine, humping harder into me. “I want to show you just how much I love you.” He pushed himself up and looked down at me, propping his hands under my armpits and holding himself above me. He looked powerful, strong and sexy as hell. My hands slid down his back to his working glutes and grabbed on, pulling myself into him, bring a groan out of both of us.
“Show me Neil.”
He grunted at me and lifted his head upwards, letting his body take over. I felt the dip in his back to his ass working faster as he sped up, the veins in his neck popping out and his face going a bit redder.
“You feel so good.” Neil grunted out as he slammed my body with his. I was hanging on to him, my eyes flitting over every body part, watching everything in him tense and tighten. He was a magnificent piece of man.
“Oh my god I love you Neil. I fuckin’ love you.”
He looked down at me and attacked my mouth, grabbing my body, letting his cover mine completely as he fucked into me harder than ever. I groaned at the pounding, but didn’t stop him. He was grunting in my mouth as he practically ate my face and then our mouths weren’t kissing anymore, just opened and moaning as he dumped his morning load directly into my ass.
I hugged his body tightly, until he caught his breath. With a softer kiss he moved off me, sliding down to my waist and grabbed my cock in his hand. With a quick look up at me, he engulfed it down his throat, and I gasped. Within minutes, I was grabbing his shoulders, telling him not to stop. His fist wrapped around the base and he milked out my load, taking it deep as he groaned, swallowing my entire load until his big eyes looked back up at me in a satisfying grin.
He moved back up and kissed me, feeding me some of my own cum and curled his body into mine. “This could be every day.” He said into my ear.
That thought stayed with me all morning, as we unfurled ourselves, showered together got dressed together, ate together, and sat on the couch, Neil in a pair of jeans, barefoot with a FIRE tee on, me dressed almost the same except my shirt was blank. He was sitting across from me, holding my one foot in his hand, staring at me. And all I could think was THIS COULD BE EVERY DAY.
And then we heard the front door open, and the familiar voice of his youngest daughter Tami filled the house.
“Hello? Dad?”
I saw Neil’s eyes widen as we both froze. “Don’t say anything!” He whispered firmly. As I heard stuff being dropped, Neil flung himself off the couch and stepped around me to head to the front hallway, talking as he did.
“Hey honey! I wasn’t expecting to see you today!” I listened to the sound of his feet on the hardwood, hearing the squeal of happiness from his daughter as I pictured them embracing at the door.
I froze, wondering what Tami with an ‘i’ would think of finding me here. And what exactly her dad was willing to tell her.
