Fan Fiction / Record Of Lodoss War Fan Fiction ❯ A Kind of Passion ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Authors notes: Lemon Warning!!!! If you can't handle men having sex, don't read this!!!!!

Ashram's gaze meet Parn's and again their eyes locked. The menacing smile on Parn's face and the unhidden lust in his deep blue eyes surprised the older man. The boy's hands never stopped to roam up and down Ashram's back and sides with gentle strokes and the Black Knight sensed someone else's arousal rubbing along his own hard length. Adjusting his thigh slightly Parn started to rub more firmly against the taller man's growing arousal. He reached down to touch Ashram's length and was rewarded with a quick gasp. Then he began to explore in earnest with lips, hands, fingers and teeth slowly working lower.

His hands roamed soothingly over pale skin, fingers massaging lightly before his tongue and lips took over. He nibbled over hard stomach muscles before circling a deep navel and finally dipping the tip of his tongue in to explore.

Ashram's breathes were coming in pants now and his fingers tried to dig into the rock behind him. His back arched slightly and beads of sweat started to form on his chest sending little shivers over his skin when they drip from his body. But they didn't stay long because a hungry tongue soon licked the salty wetness away and then again went further down to return to the navel before finally reaching its destination.

Parn lower himself to his knees causing the Black Knight to throw his head back in a silent cry when a warm tongue slowly licked at the tip of his shaft teasing the slit there. His back arched further when Parn teased him more with tongue, teeth and fingers. Parn ran his teeth lightly down the rock hard member then nibbled his way back over the entire length. The older man let loose a strangled cry as Parn's mouth engulfed him, his tongue swirling and flickering around the hardened shaft.

He ran his tongue along the underside while his hands had moved to Ashram's muscular buttocks. His fingers dig into them, squeezing and massaging the tense muscles. Sucking lightly at the tip he released the throbbing length and looked up.

"I've got some more in mind. Shall I show you?"

His voice was rough and hoarse with lust. A sharp keening sound rose from Ashram's throat which Parn took as an agreement. Slowly he took the tip of him in his mouth. His tongue just teased the tip while his teeth scraped the skin. Instead of kneading the firm buttock he brought one hand between their bodies too gently ran his fingers over the soft sacks. He then began cupping and massaging them as he stroke the base of the shaft in time with his other hand.

Ashram inhaled sharply through his nose and pushed his hips slightly to encourage him to go further. Parn continued to tease just the tip of his manhood but drew him into his mouth deeper once in a while. Suddenly he deep throated him sucking hard causing Ashram to cry out in ecstasy. Again Parn removed his mouth allowing Ashram to calm a bit.

If Ashram hadn't steadied himself at the rock he would have fallen to the ground, that he was sure of. His breathing had turned into a frenzy, his knees wobbled. He couldn't believe the sensations he was feeling.

Ashram was shaking with pleasure when Parn ran his hand lightly brushing over his arousal causing the other man to cry out with pleasure. Finally the Black Knight couldn't take it any more and reached down to let his fingers roam through Parn's hair. Grinning wide at the shaking man Parn gave in and slowly lowered his mouth taking in the entire length. Ashram shuddered as lust and pleasure swept through is body his hips thrusting gently at the rhythm established by Parn's mouth over him.

He moved back and forth desperately trying to thrust deeper into the warm cavity imprisoning his erection. Parn began to go faster pumping the Black Knight's shaft with his mouth. His teeth scraped along the length of the shaft every time he pulled it in and he sucked hard every time he pulled away causing Ashram to buck wildly. Parn could feel Ashram getting ready to burst and stopped with a gently tug on his testicles to prevent him from release. The older man cried out in anguish and disappointment which elated Parn more than any moan he had been able to elicit up to now.

Ashram's frustration grew with every shaking breath. He ran his hands through Parn's short hair and placed his hands behind the boy's head who didn't resist him - his lips parted to accept the throbbing cock. Ashram shoved it in and out, faster and faster pushing Parn's head back and forth. He was hard thrusting into Parn's mouth as he lost himself into the sensations.

Just as he thought that it couldn't get any better than this Parn started humming as he sucked him constricting his throat muscles like he was trying to swallow all of him. His breath quickened into hard gasps at the low vibrations running through his length. Finally he couldn't take it no more and cried out his pleasure. Suddenly he could feel himself building and thrusting forward he came sending his seed down Parn's throat.

Swallowing hard at the salty taste Parn managed to gulp down most of the semen. But he went on sucking until he could feel Ashram's member soften. When he was sure that he had swallowed all of it, he released the now flaccid shaft and then slowly rose to pull a trembling and unstable breathing Ashram into a warm and comforting embracement. Parn could feel a ragged breath, shuddering helplessly and brushing hot over his own sweat covered skin.

It took Ashram a few minutes to compose himself after his orgasm and regain control over his shaking legs. He placed his fingers into Parn's hair and twirled it around his fingers absently. When he moved his legs he felt something hard against his thigh and looked down. A smirk crept over his face and an evil glitter appeared in his eyes when his gaze met Parn's.

"You're turn now.", he declared in a husky voice. Parn shuddered slightly but didn't protest when a pair of strong arms encircled him and laid him down carefully on the flat rock Ashram had used earlier as a resting place.

The rock was still warm from the heat of the sun and so were the Black Knights hands. Ashram let his eyes wander over the young body beneath him. The boy was muscular but more compact in stature compared to him.

Long slender fingers started to tease light brown nipples, circling around them, squeezing them slightly. Ashram let his lips take over, his tongue flickered shortly at the nipples making them harden even more. The sudden rush of wet velvet at his nipple pulled a moan from Parn's chest...he had never felt anything overwhelming like this. The sheer attention to detail the older man displayed as he teased Parn's nipples with teeth and tongue was impressive.

Slowly Ashram traced designs over a raggedly heaving chest delighted from growing moans of arousal. He grinned evilly as his trailing fingers went lower and lower over hard stomach muscles causing the boy to writhe beneath him. He reached down and his fingertips brushed against the throbbing hardness, enjoying the quick intake of breath he elected from the boy's lungs.

Parn's hips buckled up but the older man held him down with one arm. He whimpered as Ashram just continued to move his fingers slowly up and down his shaft. He arched again when the Black Knight closed his fingers around his need trying to thrust into his hand. But still a strong arm held him down. Gritting his teeth with frustration Parn reached down to finish the job himself, but Ashram immediately gripped his wrists and pulled him close, encasing the boy's arms between their bodies.

"Impatient, aren't we?"

Parn struggled to free himself, wanting desperately for a release from the sweet ache in his groin, but soon had to gave up against Ashram's strength. To his surprise he could feel something semi-hard pressing against his hip and looked down. His eyes widened when he noticed that the Black Knight was becoming aroused again. His eyes widened even more when a strong hand moved down his back, gently brushing against the skin and stopped at his buttocks. A single finger traced small circle over his butt cheeks. Finally it neared its target and glide between them. The finger gently pressed against the small opening causing the boy to stiffen.

A glimpse of fear emerged in Parn's eyes and he bit is lower lip until it bleed. He wrinkled his nose at the metallic taste on his tongue and his eyes twitched at the sensation of pain. A slender hand cupped his chin levelling their faces. Leaning forward Ashram ensnared Parn in a searing kiss. He let his tongue brush against the bruised lip, licking up the blood there. Then he placed his mouth next to Parn's ear.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. At least not one bit more than I absolutely have to. Trust me."

Parn gulped rapidly and finally nodded his agreement. As he lowered himself back on the rock he could feel Ashram's fingers trailing down his chest, then heading down the legs and lightly kneading the thighs. After a moment, he moved his fingers a little farther, and gently rubbed along at Parn's tight opening. Parn inhaled sharply when a finger wiggled between his buttocks and rubbed delicately against the ring of his anus.

Ashram removed his hand and applied a light but firm pressure to the boy's aching shaft diverting his attention. He was rewarded for this with a soft moan as Parn parted his legs, granting him easier access. He brought two fingers to the boy's mouth and gently pressed them on his lips. Parn nodded slightly and began sucking the fingers, coating them with salvia completely. When he removed his fingers Parn started to tense but Ashram whispered soothingly into his ear.

"Relax, I won't make it hurt anymore than necessary."

Parn tried to but he still gasped in pain as one finger entered him. The finger slipped past the virgin opening and stopped there for a moment. The finger gently dove in and pulled out loosening the tight ring. Then a second finger was inserted followed by a third. Ashram slowly thrust the fingers in and out, stretching the muscles and preparing him for what was to come.

By now Parn was mourning in a mixture of pleasure and pain and the moment Ashram encircled his length again Parn lost himself in a sea of pleasure. Finally he removed his fingers and positioned himself, lifting the boy easily and sliding his long legs under him. Sliding his hips forward his tip penetrated the stretched opening.

Parn bit back the urge to scream as Ashram slowly slid into his tightness. Waves of pain and pleasure shot up his spine in warm and agonizing pulses. They remained like that for a few moments as Parn adjusted to the new feeling and Ashram pushed a bit harder. After burying himself completely he held as still as possible to let the boy get used to being filled.

It took Ashram a great amount of discipline not to ram in and out of the tight heat. Moments later he felt Parn's hips rise up and he took this as the sign he had adjusted. Pulling out slowly he then re-entered just as slowly. A moan tore itself from both their throats and they continued the slow motions. Parn wrapped his legs around Ashram's hips and raised his hips to meet the thrusts trying to drive it deeper and faster.

Both were groaning at the sensation and their backs arched from the pleasure. One of Ashram's hands moved to encircle Parn's length and began stroking it up and down as he began thrusting harder and harder. They moved in harmony their cries of passion getting louder and harsher. Ashram increased the tempo, both his hands encircled Parn's erection and began pumping it in time to his thrusts until both couldn't take it any longer and suddenly they stiffened simultaneously. Gasping for air and calling out loud they finally climaxed together and then collapsed to the ground exhausted.

They lay together for awhile, Ashram on top Parn, still buried in him not having the strength to move at the time. Finally he managed to withdrew of him and rolled over on his back. A peaceful mood overwhelmed him and he didn't had the strength or the wish to fight it.

Authors notes: Don't say I haven't warned you.