DECEMBER 25, 2007

Merry Jarheads by Sean Michael

Snowing.

It was fucking snowing.

Given that they were in the mountains over Christmas, though?

Rig figured he'd just enjoy it.

It was pretty falling and the cabin's fireplace was roaring and he was in Rock's arms with Pretty napping in his lap. The tree was blinking and sparkling, the scent of pine everywhere. Best of all? His Blue was rumbling, content, soaking in the whole thing.

Those big hands were sliding over him, not starting anything, just touching. His fingers were in Dick's hair, petting the so-soft, dark strands. His pretty. Dick nuzzled into his touches, responding even in sleep.

Rig leaned his chin up, meeting those blue-blue eyes, smiling. "Merry Christmas, Blue Eyes."

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" Rock smiled down at him and then brought their lips together. "Just one thing missing."

He moaned softly, tongue sliding out to lick, to lap the hint of peppermint of those lips. "What's that, Rocketman?"

"Just this," murmured Rock, turning the soft touches into a deep kiss.

"Oh..." He turned his shoulders, opening easily, pouring himself in to the kiss.

Rock growled softly, deepening the kiss, hand holding his chin. There was a murmur from Dick, his Pretty turning and nuzzling his cock through his jeans. Yes. Yes, please. He stretched, hand sliding around Rock's nape, thighs parting.

Dick's purr warmed his cock and clever fingers worked on his jeans button and zipper, opening them. It felt easy, good, the perfect place to be caught, between those two needs. Rock's mouth made love to his as Dick's circled his prick, sucking slowly, lazily.

Perfect. He melted, sinking into the touches, into the heat and the peace, hands petting here and stroking there. Dick's tongue worked magic, sliding across his slit and teasing around the head of his cock. Rock's tongue just owned him.

He moaned and moved, eyes closed, sinking into heat, so happy, so right. His Blue. His Pretty.

Rock’s cock was hard against his back, Dick's sliding along his leg as his Pretty sucked. He shifted, hips rocking slowly, need building. Fuck, he could do this forever. Dick hummed around his cock, vibrations sliding through him and settling in his balls. Rock's big hands pet him, sliding beneath his sweater to find skin.

Arching, Rig wrapped his lips around Rock's tongue, sucking, want sliding up toward need. Rock's fingers found his nipples just as Dick's pushed into his jeans to cup his balls. He came, easy as breathing, rocking between two mouths. Dick sucked him down, tongue and mouth staying on him, licking and cleaning.

"Easy," murmured Rock, grinning at him.

"Uh-huh." He chuckled, licking. "Y'all took advantage of my good nature."

Rock laughed, his Blue's hard prick rubbing against his ass. His Pretty just grinned up at him, eyes twinkling. He rocked back into his Blue, hands tugging Dick up into their kiss. Moaning, Dick's tongue pushed into their mouths, bringing in the flavor of his come.

Rock growled, that heavy cock jerking, throbbing against him.

"Somebody's wanting," murmured Dick.

"Mmm... Yeah. That's our Rocketman." He grinned, rubbing back harder. "Want me to suck you while I ride him?"

"Oh fuck, yes." Dick nodded, eyes wide and wanting.

Rock growled. "Fuck yes."

"Yes." He started working Dick's clothes off, wriggling as Rock pushed his jeans off.

It didn't take long at all before they were all naked, Rock lying back on a bearskin rug, slowly pumping that fat cock. Rig crawled up along Rock's body, stopped to lick and lap the hot prick, moaning at the flavor, the smooth, soft skin.

As he was bent over, Dick's mouth slid along his crack, stopping to tease at his hole.

"Oh..." He wrapped his lips around the tip of Rock's prick, sucking, hips swaying.

Rock groaned, hips pushing up. Dick's tongue pushed in, opening him up. His thighs parted, cock filling again, head bobbing as his skin slipped on the bear fur. Dick just kept slicking him up with an agile tongue, Rock undulating beneath his own.

He was moaning, sucking, needing, all heat and need and want. Rock grabbed hold of his prick, tugging on it. He spread wider, jerking, wanting, taking Rock's prick in deep.

Rock growled, hand tightening on him. "You don't start riding soon and you won't get to."

Oh. Oh, right. Riding. Yeah. Fuck.

He released Rock's prick reluctantly, kissing the tip. "Got distracted."

"And no wonder -- just look at it," said his Blue, giving him a slow, sexy wink.

Dick's chuckled vibrated against his ass and then his Pretty murmured. "You're all slick and ready."

He shivered, straddling Rock's waist, needing. "Stand up, Pretty. Fuck my mouth."

"Oh fuck. You know how sexy it is when you say stuff like that?" Dick asked.

"Pretty fucking sexy, now do what the man says, kid."

Grinning, Dick did, offering him that long prick.

Rock helped him and he took both of them in together, so full, ass and lips. Perfect.

Dick's hands wrapped around his skull, Rock's around his hips and they all started moving together. It was what he was made for, fucking these men. Loving them.

Dick and Rock fell into the same rhythm automatically, effortlessly. Rig took them both, rocking and sucking, one hand on Dick's hip, the other gripping Rock's for balance.

"Feels so good," murmured Dick.

Rock grunted an agreement. "View's not bad, either."

He chuckled, sucking hard and squeezing in the same motion, getting his boys' attention. Two voices called out, Rock's hand wrapping around his prick as their movements sped. Yeah. Fuck. Yes. Need. He groaned and arched, bucking furiously, pushing into Rock's hand.

Dick was the first to break, shouting out his name and coming down his throat. He drank his Pretty down, ass moving faster, harder, riding furiously.

Rock's thumb slid across his slit. "Come on, Rabbit, your turn."

"Yeah. Blue. Fuck." His head fell forward and he panted, shaking hard as he shot. "Oh..."

Rock groaned, humping up into him and coming with a soft roar.

"Mmmm..." He moaned, relaxing down against his Blue, tugging Dick down with him.

They settled together, Rock cradling him, Dick pressed close. He cuddled in, watching the snow fall, watching the fire, listening to Rock's heart beat.

Perfect.

Merry Christmas to them.

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