Out From Hiding

Stress Relief

Anthony
              "Please don't yell." I whisper as I feel my eyes water.  The fear of my past seeping into my chest and making it hard to breathe. We had just gotten home from the hospital just to sleep and go back in the morning and Lin was mad that I left something out of the fridge.
           "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. It's not you. I'm not angry with you." Lin says, his eyebrows smushed into a look of concern and his strong arms wrapping around me.  I let him hold me but I am upset that he raised his voice.
              "Are you sure you aren't angry?" I ask after a few moments of him holding me.
     "I'm sure. I've just been really stressed lately." He admits, his voice shaking.
  "I know how to fix that." I say, nudging him and smirking.
     "You're evil." He laughs, wiping his eyes. I giggle and take my shirt off. Lins hands rub up and down my abdomen, our energies and breathing starting to connect.  I slowly lean in until our lips   finally touch.  We inhale and exhale into each others mouths. 
            "You're being so gentle." Lin notes, looking deep into my eyes.  I kiss him again, lingering in the feeling for as long as possible.
           "I'm tired of fucking, I wanna make love." I respond, gently gripping Lins shirt and pulling it over his head.  I run my fingers over his nipples to watch them harden.  Then I kiss his chest, his tummy and right above his waistband.
           "Ooh baby, are you gonna suck me off?" Lin asks with hope in his voice, his eyes wide and soft. 
            "Hmm, yes. Since you seem so excited." I reply.  I dance my fingers across the skin above his waistband before slowly pulling it down.  I then remove his pants and put them behind us on the floor. Leaving him in boxers shimmied down to reveal a small puff of hair. 
            "Take it out, you're teasing me." Lin says, clenching all of his muscles and his cheeks turning pink.
"Be patient, Lin. I told you, this is love making." I remind him, letting my hands run around his sides.
"I know I know, I love you." He says breathily while I continue to tease his lower abdomen.  All the kinks are fun, of course. But.. Lin. He's the pleasure. He's the sweetness, the pain, the stretch, the tenderness, the noise, the breath, the pressure, the journey and the reward.  There is no one else that I would do this with.  It's more than the act.
         "Please." Lin whimpers again and I finally accept his cries.  Pulling off his boxers, I let his swelled up cock pop out.  His sigh of relief is enough for me to feel precum push out of the tip of my ignored cock.   Fuck.  He makes beautiful noises every single time. I begin to undo my pants so I can prep myself. It's been a while since my butthole has been stretched for Lin. I can see out of the corner of my eye that Lin is pumping his cock at a nice pace. Definitely just to keep him from exploding but not too hard that he'll cum before he gets inside of me.
"Does that feel good?" I ask him, as I tug off my briefs. His eyes are closed as he twists his arm over his cock again and again.
"Yes" He grunts, his eyes fluttering open to look at me. He makes a noise at the sight of me.
"Its harder to not cum when I'm looking at you." He says, breathing heavily. I blush, what a compliment. What a man sitting next to me, touching himself and trying not to come undone, to save his seed until he can plant it inside my body. Now that my briefs are somewhere on the floor, I begin to work a finger into my hole. I was super tight, unused for days. Just the one finger was hurting the muscle.
"Let me do it." Lin chirps, removing his hand from his dick and scooting over to open me up to fit him. I shut my eyes tightly as his slightly larger finger enters me, the pressure was causing my stiff cock to swell even more. Yet the burn was making me want to yell.
"Do you want me to take it out?" Lin stops moving his finger in my aching hole to ask me this.
"No, I want it. I want it please." I moan. Lin listens to me and starts moving his finger again. Still slow and gentle but at least he's moving. The pain began to subside as my body accustomed to the size of Lins pointer finger. He always starts me with his pointer finger. I knew he would ask me soon if I wanted another. If I say yes, he will add his middle finger. He chooses to stretch me with those fingers because they are the longer ones. They get me ready for whats to come. Lins cock is skinny but its about 6 inches, 1 inch longer than average. He's proud of it. Mine is shorter than average but its girthy, I guess it doesn't matter though. I don't put it in anyone.
"Are you ready for another?" Lin asks me sweetly, his finger moving at a better pace finally. I knew he was about to ask,
"Yes please."I answer, arching my back to give him a better sight.
"Well fuck." He says at my shift in position. I look behind to see him pausing my prep to pump his cock a few times.
"Hey! Be patient." I say and he gives his dick another pump then lets it go.
"You're so bossy." He says jokingly while he puts his middle finger inside of me to further the stretch his pointer finger had started.
"You know you love it." I respond, my hole swallowing his fingers, craving even more of Lins body. Wanting it all.