BoyxBoy One-Shots (Smut/Fluff)

Got Wood?

Erik & Christopher
(smut)

*Warning!! This is a smut, which means sex, don't say I didn't warn you!!*

They had been walking for hours, trying to get to the hut in the woods. They had run out of meat days ago.

"God! Chris how much longer?" Erik says in a whining voice.

Chris chuckles and grabs Erik's hand and whispers, "Not much, and shh. You'll scare the animals."

"But it's hot," he whispers still whiny.

Chris roles his eyes shifts his rifle to his left hand, and stops walking. He grabs Erik around the waist and pulls him close, "That's just you, beautiful."

"Har har," Erik replies with a sly smile and kisses his husband firmly.

Since they moved out here, Chris had adapted well to the hard life, but Erik hadn't. Chris grew up like this and knew how to do what he needed to, Erik just followed his soul mate wherever he chose to go.

They begin walking again and reach the camouflaged hut quickly. Erik unties the knot holding the door shut and quickly goes inside, setting his own rifle on the floor and planting himself against a corner. They both remove their socks and shoes, knowing they'll be here a while.

Chris watches Erik run a hand through his hair, sweat running down his throat and eyes closed. Feeling his pants grow tighter, he pulls his attention towards the board covering the peek hole.

Erik opens his eyes and stares at the handsome man in front of him. His arms are muscular, his shirt is tight and shows his toned chest, but best of all his ass is well rounded and plump.

Chris gets the board pulled down and unfolds the chair in the corner of the small square box of a room. He sits and wipes the sweat from his forehead.

Erik stands and comes up behind his man. He begins rubbing Chris's shoulders. Chris hums in enjoyment and his pants grow even tighter.

Erik smiles looking at his lover's lap.

"I see that," Erik whispers in his ear. He walks around the chair and sits on Christopher's lap, placing his hands on either side of his strong neck.

"Erik..." Chris says in a warning tone, but not enough to discourage the smaller man.

Erik smirks and leans in close beconing his lover. Chris gives in a little and their lips lock together. Their tongues intertwine and Erik moans. He begins to grind on Chris trying to elicit a moan, but instead Christopher grunts and stands, throwing Erik off gard.

Running a hand through his hair, Chris picks up his rifle and walks out of the hut, a smile on his face. He walks around to the tree behind the hut and finds the rope to pull down the ladder for the tree watch.

After a couple of minutes of being completely dumb struck, Erik laughs, "Oh no he did not!"

Erik rushes out of the hut, looks around, finds the ladder and climbs like a maniac.

When he gets up there and on the perch he sees Chris sitting against the trunk of the tree. His eyes are tightly shut and he is biting his lip seductively. He opens his eyes and barks out a laugh.

"You're an ass," Chris says shaking his head and rubbing his face.

"I'm an ass?" Erik says laughing.

"We need to hunt and your scaring the animals."

Erik walks over to Chris and sits down once again on his lap.