Susurrations, Part 20


By Britta

"Touch me," Tom commanded quietly.
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"How? Where?" Chakotay asked with an equally quiet, yet intense voice.
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Tom moved to stand between Chakotay's legs and ran a fingertip over the brown, tattooed face that peered upward. "Anywhere you like, in any way you want. Make me feel instead of think."
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Chakotay took Tom's hand in his own and kissed it, promising himself that he would discover Tom's needs and wants, then satisfy them. He focused his attention on Tom's body, and reached out to stroke a long, lean thigh.
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He looked up, watching Tom's eyes close and his head tilt backward, exposing his throat completely. Chakotay grasped one of Tom's hands tightly to steady him and pulled him even closer. Guiding Tom's hand to rest on his shoulder, Chakotay leaned forward and began to touch him with his mouth.
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Beginning with the firm leg he held, Chakotay gripped harder and bit the kneecap below. Tom twitched, but made no sound, gave no more orders, and didn't complain. That small experiment done with, Chakotay moved his hand up the back of Tom's thigh and exerted enough pressure to let his lover know he wanted him to turn sideways.
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Tom understood, and keeping his eyes closed, dutifully turned ninety degrees. Chakotay ran a fingernail over both the front and back of the lightly furred leg while Tom's strong fingers dug into his shoulder. He continued to stroke the pale, enticing, and now beloved flesh with both hands. Easing Tom away from him, he moved forward to sit on the edge of the sofa and licked the nearest hipbone.
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Then he stood up and deliberately ran his hands along Tom's body--back and front, simultaneously. A hiss of breath escaped from Tom and Chakotay got the distinct impression that he was on the right track. Why Tom didn't want to 'think' while making love he wasn't certain. All he knew at this point was that it was up to him to give his lover what he wanted--if only he could figure out for sure what that was....

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Tom felt a fingertip trace his lips and he opened his mouth to allow it inside. When it had finished exploring his tongue, teeth, and palate, it was removed leaving him disappointed--but not for long. It reappeared quickly, wetly circling his right nipple.
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His nerves were taunted into hyper-awareness with every touch, light and hard, that Chakotay gave him. The fingers wandered, pressing his flesh, testing his responsiveness. Each digital exploration was followed up with lips and tongue, then with teeth.
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Tom kept his eyes shut, not wanting to be distracted by Chakotay's beauty or his dark, shining eyes. That pleasure he hoped to save for later. Right now, all he wanted was to revel in the sensations his lover wrought by fondling and caressing him.
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Chakotay explored his body leisurely, not missing any major erogenous zones, and making certain to visit the minor ones, such as the tender skin behind his knees and inside his elbows. The shallow dip at the top of his ass was tongued gently and his spine was fingered as if it were a cherished musical instrument of some sort.
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Chakotay played his way up and Tom felt himself being fine-tuned again as hot lips and an inquisitive tongue took possession of his mouth. He reacted fiercely, the need to be filled with the body and essence of his lover burning inside him.
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His quiescence fled at light-speed, and he threw his arms around Chakotay only to find cloth under his hands instead of bare skin. Surprised by the contrast between his expectations and reality, Tom opened his eyes.
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A few seconds spent sharing an incendiary gaze with his partner just heated Tom more. He stated flatly, "These have got to go." Without waiting for a reply, he began to undress Chakotay.
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He was given no help beyond the bare minimum, as if the older man was loath to interfere with whatever Tom wanted to do. It was enough though, and finally Chakotay stood in front of him, naked, waiting for some indication of what would happen next.
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As he realized how much Chakotay was willing to do for him, even when confused, Tom retrieved his lover's clothes and tossed them on the sofa, saying, "Sorry for the interruption." He then moved back into the exact position he'd been in before and murmured, "Now where were we?"
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Chakotay grinned slowly, appearing very relieved, and picked up from where he'd left off, kissing Tom until the blond was moaning and struggling for breath. At that point, Chakotay set his hands atop Tom's shoulders and pressed down lightly.
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Tom dropped to his knees, eager to have his mouth filled with something other than tongue. Chakotay had never requested this before; had only allowed it twice, so now he resolved to enjoy it as much as he could. He smiled, licked his lips, and opened his mouth to welcome his lover's cock.
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Chakotay let him guide his dick inside the warm, wet enclosure without making a sound. Tom's tongue played with Chakotay's foreskin, pushing it back until the broad crown emerged. He sucked and licked, relishing the taste and scent of his lover's hardness, knowing it was all for him. A few minutes later, he pulled away momentarily and just looked at it, seeing up close the large organ that had made itself at home inside another part of his body many times over the past several days.
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Tom craved it in more ways than one. He wanted what it could do to him--what it made him feel. He peered up at Chakotay's face only to find the man staring down at him, breathing hard, and emanating the unspoken message, 'I am going to fuck you half to death.'
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Tingling with anticipation, he grasped Chakotay's hips tightly and began to suck in earnest. Tom hoped that Chakotay would understand how he longed to give up all control and do nothing except please and be pleasured. He also wanted to make up for his earlier actions, and to that end, he decided to go along with whatever Chakotay wanted.
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Tom wasn't allowed to suck for very long, but he didn't mind too much. The thrill of being on his knees and giving Chakotay a special kind of rush was enough to make him even hotter than before. His own cock ached with every pulse of his heartbeat, and he wondered, with a bit of fear and a great deal of excitement, what would Chakotay do to him next?
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He hadn't long to wait before finding out, as he was pulled to his feet almost roughly. A large hand captured his head from behind, fingers threading through the hair above the nape of his neck. Tom was pulled into a powerful kiss, Chakotay driving his tongue inside his mouth as he thrust a thick thigh between white legs with reddened knees.
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At that very moment, Tom achieved his goal and stopped thinking.

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Chakotay kissed Tom harder and felt something intangible give way. Suddenly, his strong, smart lover turned into a malleable creature. He realized then that both of them understood each other better than they thought. Yearning to mold Tom into something that would only respond to his touch, Chakotay wanted to control their encounter to the point where he would bring them to a peak of sensation, then, at his whim, allow them to explode.
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All thoughts of the scenarios on the padd faded away into nothingness in comparison to the opportunity Tom was giving him now. He sensed what Tom wanted. Chakotay felt Tom surrender to his will and knew it was a supreme act of trust and desire on the part of the younger man.
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Never had he felt so in tune with a lover before. Chakotay was amazed and excited by the feelings that just kissing Tom evoked. He eased his grip and parted their lips for just long enough to start all over again, this time letting their need build more slowly.
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He began by picking up Tom and carrying him over to the bed. Once there, he set him on his feet and one-handedly yanked the covers down. Then he gently lowered his lover onto the mattress. Keeping up a sure and steady physical contact at all times, he turned the lights up. Tom still seemed to be thrumming under his touch and he was glad their moving in here had not ruined the mood.
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It was a special mood, too, and Chakotay knew it. He found Tom's lips again and kissed him gently, repeatedly, only touching his lips, teasing the edges with his tongue, but refusing to enter Tom's mouth. His hands roamed lightly over the pale flesh, warming it. With ever increasing firmness, Chakotay stroked Tom's chest, then moved lower.
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Still only kissing Tom's lips and face, he whispered, "Put your hands above your head and hold onto mine."
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Tom opened his eyes, but did as he was told.
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Chakotay stared into the blue depths and lightly clasped Tom's hands in one of his own. He lay on his left side and stared at Tom, then kissed him again while his right hand petted the soft skin above Tom's thighs.
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A moment and a few kisses later, Tom closed his eyes again and sighed in total capitulation. Chakotay let his fingertips explore Tom's erection as his lips and tongue teased Tom's mouth. Slowly he upped the tempo and the intensity of his dual sensory assaults until he had to use force to keep Tom's hands immobile.
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Tom moaned as his dick was encircled and pumped in rhythm with the tongue that stabbed into his mouth. Chakotay threw his leg over Tom's, pinning him, and worked his way past Tom's last defensive barriers. He gave nothing yet took everything by plundering Tom's mouth and pulling the man's first orgasm out of him manually.
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Only when Tom had calmed did Chakotay release his hands. They came down immediately and Tom tried to reach for Chakotay's cock.
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"No."
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"No?" Tom asked with some surprise.
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"No. Not yet. You still have a long way to go, Tom. I'm not nearly finished with you," Chakotay murmured as he leaned down for another kiss.
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Stealing Tom's breath, Chakotay put his own heated desire on the back burner and wondered what else Tom needed right now. Certainly, he wanted to be fucked, but what did he need?
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The answer became apparent when Tom reached out to stroke his face. The look in the blue eyes simply said, 'love me'. Chakotay held Tom close, letting his hard cock rub across the soft skin of Tom's abdomen.
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A frustrated whisper floated into his ear, asking, "What will it take for you to forgive me for wrecking the morning of our first day off together?"
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"You'll see," Chakotay replied, thinking, so Tom wanted to atone, did he? He decided to draw this encounter out a bit and test some of Tom's limits. He began by nibbling on the pink nipples before him.
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When Tom seemed agitated and about to speak or complain, Chakotay bit the left one, hard. That seemed to quiet Tom's incipient protest quickly enough, and draw another set of shudders out of the sexy body beneath him.
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Chakotay said softly, "Tom, I'm going to make you pay for your behavior, your lack of control earlier today."
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Tom gazed at him uncertainly and inquired, "You're going to punish me?"
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"Not necessarily," Chakotay back-pedaled a bit at Tom's tone. "If you want to think of it that way, that's your choice. I would call it a lesson in self-control." He reached for the tube of lube and uncapped it.
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Blue eyes peered into his, casting silent queries. He did not answer in words, but lifted Tom's legs up and out of the way. Chakotay did not hurry nor tarry as he prepared them both.
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Once done, he kissed Tom deeply, then ordered, "Roll over. I want you on your hands and knees."
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Tom blinked a couple of times then shifted his position, presenting his ass to Chakotay. Instead of remaining propped up on his hands, though, he dropped to his elbows and clutched a pillow to his face.
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Chakotay smacked Tom's ass twice, once on each cheek. "You will not come until I tell you that you may. Is that clear?"
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"Yes." Tom tried to stay still but failed, jerking in response.
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Another two swats. "Yes, what?" Chakotay demanded.
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"Yes, sir."
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"That's better." Chakotay rubbed the sting away and spread Tom's slightly reddened buns. He then pushed his cock inside and began to rub against Tom's prostate with each and every stroke. He moved fast and deep. Wanting to flay Tom internally and let loose his own tension, he was barely aware of the man's whimpering noises.
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Chakotay thrust in and out repeatedly, holding Tom in position until he came gloriously, bathing his lover's bowels with overheated semen. Tom squirmed beneath him and he wondered belatedly if he'd harmed him.
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Concerned, he pulled out and looked for blood. He saw none on his dick or between Tom's still rosy cheeks--and he inspected that area thoroughly. After he checked on the state of Tom's erection and found it intact, Chakotay cleaned them up with a corner of the sheet then called the lights down low.
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Taking Tom into his arms, he asked, "Are you all right?"
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"Yes."
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"You're sure?"
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"Yes."
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"Good." Chakotay waited for Tom to say something, anything. Surely he was aching for release. He could feel Tom's erection pressing against his hip. The silence lengthened and Chakotay began to worry. Had he gone too far? He'd thought that since Tom's answers on the questionnaire had brought about the 'Bondage Boy' scenario that perhaps Tom would get off on this.
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Many minutes passed before Tom said, "I'm sorry."
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Chakotay noticed as Tom shifted his position that he no longer felt the hot, hard evidence of his lover's excitement. Something was wrong. He called the lights back up and said, "Tom, you are forgiven."
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Tom lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling. "I am?"
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"Yes." Chakotay leaned over his supine lover and gave him a kiss. He reached down and found Tom's hard-on, still pulsing with need, and decided that the man had waited long enough. He finished the kiss and let go of Tom's lips, saying, "Don't move and don't make any noise."
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He watched Tom's expression change as he moved to kneel at his lover's side. Taking care not to break the silence, Chakotay ran a finger up and down Tom's erection. He explored the tight balls below and gauged how close Tom was to climax. A few more light touches with his fingers and he judged it wouldn't take much.
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"Tom? Look at me." Blue eyes shot open and Chakotay went on, "Watch me give you head. You may come on the fourth suck, but not before. Understood?"
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Tom licked his lips and nodded. He swallowed repeatedly and Chakotay had to wonder what was going through his mind.
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Deciding to take care of the most important things first, Chakotay bent down and took Tom's cock into his mouth. One suck. Much licking. A second, longer suck. More licking and some nibbling. The third suck took Tom's cock into Chakotay's throat and was accompanied by a hand pulling on taut balls. Then, finally, Chakotay moved his hands to pinch a nipple, and as he went down for the fourth time, he slid two fingers of his other hand into Tom's ass.
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Tom came and Chakotay swallowed every drop as it shot down his throat. Although Tom didn't make a sound, he threaded his fingers through Chakotay's hair and held on so tightly Chakotay thought he'd be bald if he tried to move. Eventually, Tom relaxed his grip and let go, only to close his eyes and fall asleep with a smile on his face.
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After noting Tom's smile, Chakotay rubbed his head, grinned, and was satisfied at how things turned out. They had reached a deeper level of intimacy, and he was glad of it. Pulling up the covers, he decided it was time for a catnap. He set the alarm and doused the lights, then snuggled up to Tom. As he allowed himself to drift off to sleep, he recalled that they still had obligations to meet and he couldn't handle them alone; a rest would do them both some good.

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Tom's eyes opened just enough for him to peer between his eyelashes and see whether his lover was awake. Chakotay lay half on top of him, snoring lightly, and he figured the man wouldn't wake up as long he didn't move.
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Whatever had possessed him to offer that much control to Chakotay? Guilt over this morning's drunken interlude? Maybe it was guilt for more than just this morning. How about adding on the padd fiascoes, both of them, and all the times his friends had interrupted them over the last few days? Such an inauspicious start to a love affair, especially one he hoped to make permanent.
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His eyes closed briefly as he thought about what he'd invited Chakotay to do to him this afternoon. Still, he admitted to himself, it felt good and even though Chakotay had given him a few love pats, for that's all they were, he was okay with it. He wanted to see how far Chakotay would take this control trip, knowing that he'd seen the 'Bondage Boy' option on the padd.
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He acknowledged that he got off on Chakotay making him wait, teasing and taking him on a sexual journey. The good thing was that Chakotay hadn't come down too hard on him. He could put up with a little spice like this every now and then, he just didn't want to live it day in and day out for the rest of his life.
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Chakotay moved in his sleep and Tom ventured to touch him, hoping not to wake him. They needed to talk, he knew that, and yet he felt that they had crossed some invisible line today, making it easier for him to open up and actually say some things.
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He stroked the soft skin under his fingers and enjoyed the weight and warmth of his lover's body on top of him. His mind wandered over the rest of the contents of the padd and he kissed Chakotay's forehead in the near darkness.
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Silently laughing to himself, Tom wondered what his lover thought about the other option that they'd been offered. The 'Bondage Boy' scenario had been paired with one called, 'Hawaiian Honeymoon'. Feeling very content with his place in the universe, Tom drifted off to sleep again and dreamed of learning how to dance the hula.

END OF PART 20

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