Page 45 of Finding Basil
After showering, Herb drove to his house to get the things he needed for their lovemaking, and then drove back, arriving just as Basil pulled into the driveway. He got out of the truck and leaned against it, looking delicious as usual.
“Are you telling me she told you to bring me over here to…” He stopped and looked around before he whispered, “have sex?”
Herb took him into his arms and kissed the side of his neck before he said, in his best gravelly voice, “In so many words, yes.”
Basil’s head fell back as he groaned, Herb continuing to kiss and nibble on his neck, the tip of his tongue drawing lines between the nibbles. “Want you,” Basil said before another groan came straight from his guts.
Herb took his hand and led him into the house, locking the door behind him.
“Herb, won’t it be weird, you know, doing it here?”
“I’ll wash the sheets after.”
Basil laughed, embarrassed. “You’re awful.”
“That’s not what you said the other night.”
“Herb!”
He was the sweetest man alive. Herb was in love with him, and it was more than just him. The goodness, beauty of his heart,that was bigger than just the gorgeous package. It radiated from him by miles and touched everyone that felt it.
He made the world a better place just by being in it.
They hurried to undress, unwilling to take the time to do it in any kind of seductive way. After the last time, they knew they couldn’t count on extra time.
Herb sunk into him finally after what seemed like months. Basil was warm and tight, his mouth on Herb’s neck, suckling, his fingers dipping into the muscles of Herb’s back, one leg snaking up to wind around Herb’s.
Herb pushed deep, watching the beauty’s face as it went slack with pleasure. Those eyes rolling back, lips parting in a silent moan…
Every part of Basil was in the sex, every muscle. He moved with Herb, and against him, and Herb thrust faster without knowing it. The tangle of their bodies made him crazy, every bit of him feeling every bit of Basil. They soon sweated, and slid easily against one another, the smell of their sex enveloping the room, making it that much hotter.
God, his little whimpers in between kisses that were sloppy and filled with passion. They were making him shake with desire, like he wanted to be further inside of him than he was physically. He wanted to be consumed by Basil, taken by him so completely that he was no longer himself, but just one of the many sparkles in Basil’s pretty eyes.
Leaving the sounds, smells and feelings aside, he saw the faces Basil made and let himself concentrate on nothing but those as he felt his orgasm rushing him. The slow movement of his head from side to side, the way his mouth worked to speak words that wouldn’t come.
Licking those perfect cherub lips, taking in a long breath, swallowing another, his neck corded, his jaw clenching, all of it so…perfect.
Basil whimpered as he came, holding Herb so tightly, he thought his ribs would break. He panted after, and Herb slowed his movements, watching him come down from the orgasm, then jump every single time Herb’s cock ran across his prostate. That overly electric feelings of sex after an orgasm, they were…almost too much. They were something that felt good and bad all at once, and both to such an extreme, a body felt as if it would tear apart.
Herb pulled out of him and turned Basil around so he could hold him from behind, pushing back into him to slowly make love to him until he was ready to come again.
Basil’s head turned so Herb could kiss the side of his mouth, and right after, with the same hot breath, Basil whispered, “I love you so much.”
To hear that, it was incredible. To have a man like Basil love him, it felt like the world had finally opened to him, giving him a treasure that men would die for and never find.
Squirming against Herb, Basil waited impatiently for Herb’s return of the affection, and he wouldn’t disappoint him in a million years. “I love you in a way that doesn’t seem possible. I love you so big, Basil, that it’s a thousand times bigger than me or anyone. I love you, baby, and I plan to love you forever, even if you don’t want me that long.”
“I’ll want you that long. It doesn’t seem possible that I found you and love you already, but it’s because you’re my person. I found my person.”
Herb stopped moving, letting those words just wash over him in a way that made him feel warm and good. “You said it so much better,” he finally admitted.
“No. I liked yours.”
When Herb came, it wasn’t some huge explosion that he had to come down from. It was a slow-moving, soft orgasm that perfectly matched the slow way they were making love.It bloomed out into his body, heating it, waving like a pebble thrown into a lake and rippling to every cell of his body.
They held each other for a long time, silent, loving, small kisses given to his chin and jaw by Basil, a soft caress of his side by Basil’s long fingers.
“I want you to know I wasn’t just saying what I said,” Basil cautioned him. “If you don’t want a long, monogamous relationship, all that, just tell me now.”
