Stuff My Stocking: M-M Romance Stories that are Nice and Naughty (27 page)

Stev breathed rapidly. His nipples were tight, pink peaks. He watched Max, mouth open.

Max walked around him, wondering what to do next. Stev's mouth was just about level with Max's cock.  He took off his pajama bottoms and straddled Stev's chest. Soft feathers brushed Max's thighs as he stood, knees to Stev' shoulders. He twitched his hips and his cock brushed against Stev's lips.

He reached down and grabbed the back of Stev's head, supporting him. Stev darted his tongue out and licked his cock head. The hot, wet, softness of his tongue made Max's skin tingle all over. Stev opened that lush mouth of his and Max thrust forward, pushing the head of his cock in. Stev closed his eyes and sucked Max in.

The heat that enveloped him made his balls draw up. Stev licked the cleft at the base of Max's cock head. His tongue felt like wet velvet. Sweat stood out on Max's skin.

Max tightened his grip on Stev's head and started thrusting, shallowly because of the angle. Stev sucked and licked. Drool ran down his chin. The sight of Stev, stretched out and taking his cock, made Max's belly tighten. He had to pull out or risk coming right then.

Stev looked up at him, mouth wet, chest heaving. Max knelt between his legs and stroked his hard, curved cock. Stev arched up even more. "Max!" He tried to thrust, tried to press his cock into Max's palm with some kind of rhythm. "I'm so.. I need..."

If he'd been five years celibate, only taking perfunctory release with himself in the shower on Sunday mornings, what had it been like for Stev, caught in limbo?

"Not yet," he said, and withdrew his hand.

Stev couldn't suppress a whimper. The sound made Max harder than ever. He stepped back and surveyed his bound angel again, relishing his arousal and Stev's. Delighting in withholding release for both of them.

Whatever this was, it was for one night. Max wasn't fool enough to think otherwise. Anything they wanted to do, they'd better do now, and there was a problem with the way he'd tied Stev.

He couldn't fuck him like this.

Making a snap decision, Max unhooked the rope from the mantelpiece and pushed Stev over onto his back. Max took the rope, pushed Stev's knees up to his chest and tied his ankles to his wrists. He stood back and surveyed his work. Stev's cock was framed between his bound hands and feet. Precum dripped onto his trembling belly. His wings spread out around him like a bed of down.

Perfect.

Max knelt at Stev's upraised buttocks.  His tight, pink hole was just visible. Max dipped his fingers into the gathered precum on Stev's belly and started to paint his hole with it.

Stev gave a whimper that made Max's already throbbing erection pulse even harder. He wanted to be inside Stev, making him cry out louder, harder. He wanted to make Stev beg.

He smeared more precum on his middle finger before fucking Stev with it.

Stev made a mewling noise and tried to push up onto Max's finger, but the way he was bound, all he could manage was a little jump. "You like it?" he asked.

Stev nodded.

"You want more?"

He nodded again.

"Tell me."

Shock registered in Stev's face.

Their lovemaking had never been like this. Stev was gorgeous. Max was average. He' d always felt lucky to be with Stev. He' hadn't wanted to push that luck, so he'd never told Stev about his secret desire to dominate him.

He'd been an idiot. "Tell me."

Stev's pupils expanded. He blushed, licked his lips and then, the words poured out. "I want it all. Everything you want to do to me. I want to take it. I want you. I want your control. I want your intensity, your heat, your cock. I want you to fuck me so hard I feel it for eternity. I want you Max. All of you. Please."

Max could barely breathe. He trembled. This thing inside him that he'd carried side by side with his grief seemed to be tearing him up in order to get out.  "You left me."

"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't want to."

But really, it had predated his grief, hadn't it?

"But you held out on me, Max."

Max stared into his lover's eyes, where need, truth and eternity coiled in a never-ending braid.  "Please Max. I need you. All of you."

Humbled by Stev's surrender, Max fell to his knees. He slicked himself with his own precum and pressed the head of his cock to Steve's ass. Slowly, he pressed in, staring at Stev's face, watching as his mouth opened, as his eyelids fluttered closed. Stev's tight heat closed around him.
Oh. God.
He'd thought he'd never feel this again. He gripped Stev's knees and shoved the rest of the way in, hard, like he could just meld with Stev and they'd never have to part again.

He pulled back out slow, watching his cock emerge from Stev's body. Listening to Stev's breath come rushing out in a low moan. Then he shoved back in again, fast and hard like before. "Max," said Stev. "Max." Another slow withdrawal and this time, Stev let out a shout and control abandoned him. He fucked Stev hard and fast, with all the love, grief and passion he possessed.

A fist clenched in the pit of his stomach. He was going to come soon. Stev's cries had gotten louder and louder. He reached own to find his lover's balls drawn up tight to his body. He was close too.

Half way in and out of Stev, Max stopped his chest heaving. He was caught between tears and orgasm. Stev opened his eyes and stared up at him. "Please." he said, and that one work encompassed so much more than a request for physical release. "Please. I love you."

"Love? Not loved?"

"No. Not loved. I will always love you, Max, and where I'm going, that love will become part of the whole world."

Max's face was wet, his balls tight, his cock raging. "I love you too. I always will. I can't stop Stev. I can't just turn that off. If that's what you need..." He was babbling. Some dom.

"No. Never stop loving me. Just fucking move on with your life already! Please!"

Stev lay back, imploring Max with his eyes, and Max couldn't hold back any longer. He pumped into Stev, faster, harder. As his thrusts reached a crescendo, he grasped Stev's cock and worked him with an iron grip.

They came in unison, both crying out.

Stev came all over Max's hand and Max buried himself in Stev's ass, pumping his release deep inside. The rope around Stev's wrists dissolved and Stev wrapped his arms around Max, crushing him to him. For a moment, Max was enveloped by Stev's wings. His heart stretched to bursting as Stev moved through him, sharing all the love, affection and desire he'd felt for Max in life. Max opened his eyes in time to see the reflection of eternity in Stev's eyes, and then he was gone.

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In the morning when Max came back downstairs, he found two lengths of rope laying the living room floor. He picked them up and coiled them together. He was starving. He went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There was his chicken noodle soup in the carryout container with Ralph's phone number on it. He looked at the ropes in his hand.

"I like a man who knows what to do with ten feet of nylon rope."

He warmed up the soup and dialed the phone.

THE END

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IN THE CITY OF NEVERLOVE by Heinrich Xin

Dear Santa,

I caught this bad boy under the Christmas tree with part of the wrapping off his present, trying to peek and see what it was - how rude! He needs to be taught the value of patience and that would be the perfect gift for me. So, to help out, I've already got him tied down and awaiting his punishment (but he doesn't seem to understand it's punishment, 'cuz he looks a little excited to me...). Help me Santa!!

{PHOTO INSERT: A gorgeous man lies naked on a big bed overflowing with white sheets. He is blindfolded and his wrists are bound to the headboard.}

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IN THE CITY OF NEVERLOVE

I met the man I wanted to be together with in Benjamin's. That was a summer night, one of the many business nights. In the bar full of hot odour, he was drinking Vodka over there. At that moment, I understood the feel of a cool breeze from the sea.

I sat down next to him. He looked at me.

'I know what you are. I don't need your service,' he said.

'I hope I can do more than serving you,' I remembered I felt in love with him at first sight.

'Oh?' he looked at me, his eyes wide.

'I want to be together with you,' I remembered that no program could make me say that.

'No, no, no,' he laughed gently, 'a man, a human would never love a Harlequin. Got it?'

I remembered I got it very well, and he left the bar soon afterwards.

Maybe he didn't love me because I was a Harlequin.

I gazed at the photo of my man in the dark, till I received an incoming frequency at eleven. It was from a beacon far away. I got dressed and went out of the apartment quietly. The frequency strengthened as I walked on my daily route to Benjamin's, like I was guiding myself.

But I stopped in front of the bar, in spite of that the frequency asked me to keep moving. I stopped because I spotted the man I wanted to be together with.

The frequency was still active. I sent a message saying, 'I'll come tomorrow.' and shut down my receiver quickly.

I walked into Benjamin's and sat down beside my man again. He noticed me. 'You're a Harlequin, aren't you?' he asked.

'Yes, I am.'

'Have we met before? You look familiar.'

'Yes, I hope I can do more than serving you.'

'Oh,' he looked at me in amazement, 'it's you.'

'Yes. And I still want to be together with you.'

My man went silent. He just kept drinking.

You're still a cool breeze from the sea. Do you know that's why I love you?
I thought.

'I miss you these days,' I said.

'I'm married,' he said, 'but I think I need your service tonight.' He finished the last cup of Vodka. We left the bar and walked back to my home. The night was quiet and warm. I remembered it would be spring soon. But the wind was still cold.

After we got in the door, I asked my man if he liked the furniture and decoration.

'It's nice. You don't have to ask for my opinion.'

Embarrassed, I told my man the apartment had been disinfected and suggested him to have a bath first. He took a shower instead and walked out naked.

I know you would be no different from other men. But I feel differently tonight,
I thought.

'Are you going to start?' I stood up and said. Then, I regretted.

'No, no, no, I like to be naked to relax.' He stopped me and sat down.

He turned to the photo on the wall.

'Oh, I just took it out this afternoon. Nobody saw it before,' I explained quickly.

'I'm not thinking about that. It's just, I look so innocent on the photo.'

'You still look innocent right now.'

'Maybe. Sit down, please.'

I sat down, but stood up again, 'I've bought some food and drink. What would you like?'

'Just water, thanks.'

I fetched a bottle of mineral water and gave it to my man. And I sat down.

'Why don't you talk about yourself?' he asked.

'I thought you knew a lot about Harlequins.'

'There must be something I don't know, right?'

So I told him I was saving money to jail-break on the black market.

'Really?' he asked.

'Yes, I want to escape from the recycling and be free. Do you know how our manufacturer recycle us?'

'Of course not.'

'I have seen it. I saw my friends suddenly got terminated, and the recycling program began to run to send their bodies back to the factory. It's horrible.'

'So you want to hack the deadline setting and erase the recycling program?'

'Yes. And after that, we dare not download security fixes of the operating system. What if we get deactivated right away or the deadline setting is back after the updates?'

'Well,' my man sighed, 'I'm an Internet engineer. I don't know much about the robotic programming. But would you mind if I take a look at your interface?'

'There's a terminal on my back, but you can't access it without proper tools.'

'What do you mean?'

I took off my shirt, fetched a scalpel from the drawer, cut open my back skin and ripped it apart. My man looked at me nervously.

I showed my back to him. He found the terminal inside the crystal shell easily.

'Do you notice the diamond-patterned shell?' I asked him.

'Yes.'

'That's why we are named Harlequins. As you can see, it's a single piece of shell --- the new design. Right now I don't have the necessary tools to cut it. I don't know what a 3G's back look like, either. But the 1G's is made up of three parts; it's easy to jail-break. Many 1G Harlequins escaped and got arrested later on.'

'Oh. But, if they knew they would get arrested, why did they want to escape at the first place?' my man asked seriously.

'We know we will get arrested. I know I will get arrested. But I want to feel free, even for only one day.' I restored the skin by myself.

'You didn't have to do that for me, you know. You still need a fine body to earn money.'

'For you it's worth it. And a scar would make me more human,' I said.

It was late. We both agree to turn in. As we stood up, I hesitated.

'What's the matter?' my man asked.

'Don't you ever feel unfaithful to your wife?'

'You're not a woman.'

'Which breast size do you prefer, then?' I felt myself blushing scarlet.

'Do you always ask your customers this question?'

'No. The ladies care about something else. But I want to pleasure you tonight.'

'Don't you please your customer every night?'

'I asked because I seriously want to be together with you.'

'You're with me now, and just be yourself, OK?'

I stripped off my skin, gracefully like dancing. My transparent shells shone like under the silver moonlight, and the LED lights inside me flashed like stars of the diamond-patterned constellations.

'It's beautiful,' my man said.

I reassured him that I had installed newly unsealed one-off devices, but I asked for his opinion again on the bed.

'Just be yourself. If your default setting is to install the male device in the upper port, you don't have to worry about it or install the female device instead. Don't think about pleasing me. Just run your programs normally.' My man began to top.

I was nervous. I turned all my sensors to maximum; I had never done that before. For that reason, my female device became very sensitive and contracted more frequently.

My man began panting heavily. 'Oh my god! You're damn good!'

I looked at the mirror on the ceiling. The last time I saw myself lying under a guy was a long time ago.

My sensors told me my man would come in approximately two minutes. I switched to the infrared radiation sensor. I saw a human body blazing like the sun.

You are the sun in my life.

The sex program suddenly instructed me to orgasm.

No, I can't. I haven't got prepared yet.

But there was no time. The program drove me really mad.
'Contract. Ten seconds of heavy breathing. Roll the head from side to side. Ejaculate. Simulating a slight asthma attack. Die a little.'

I heard my man moaning loudly.

'Your program's perfect. I've never felt so good in my life.' He panted heavily above me.

We looked at each other. His red face made me happy.

My man calmed down. He asked, 'Do you run the program often?'

'No. My customers these days are mainly ladies. Last time I ran this program, it was two years five months three weeks ---'

'OK, why not telling me about it?' my man interrupted me.

I told him while looking at him in the eye, 'That night, I met a young private in Benjamin's. He was very interested in me. So we bid farewell to his comrades and went to a motel. After he examined my groin, he asked if I could install two female devices. I said I only brought one, but if he liked I could install it in the upper port instead. He agreed, and asked for a breast size between B and C.

'When he began to top me, I found out he had erectile dysfunction. He said that was why he preferred me, because a Harlequin wouldn't make fun of him. Then, he asked if it was true that we were equipped with a program treating erectile dysfunction.

'There's that sort of program indeed, available for download on the manufacturer's website. So I asked him to rest for a while, and went to look for an Internet port in the room. I inserted my finger ---this one --- and downloaded what he needed. I hadn't got hacked yet.

It was safe to do so.

'When I ran the program, I found that it required the mouth instead of the female device. The private and I laughed at the program for several minutes. Yes, we thought it was a funny idea. So I tied him to the bed, covered his eyes and ears, and treated him for about forty minutes. When he reached orgasm at last, he shouted loudly. I guessed the whole motel heard his yell, and I was kind of scared.

'He said he had never experienced that kind of pleasure before. He said it was great. I told him he might not have erectile dysfunction at all; he was in perfect health.

'Later I gave him another treatment with my mouth, and he was able to use my female device twice after the treatments. When he topped me, he kept saying he would never forget that night.

'The next morning, I opened my eyes. He was still fast asleep. I searched in his pockets for cash.

' ''What're you doing?''

'I was startled, but I turned around and told him I was looking for money.

' ''Don't you want to stay with me for two more days? Imagine we spend the time together ---''

' ''Sorry mister, I can't do that for you.  A program doesn't allow me to do so.''

'He sighed and patted the mattress. I sat down. He took me in his arm and said, ''I'm going to Iraq next week. Maybe in the future, I wouldn't have many chances to be with someone like this. Maybe I would never get a chance again. Do you understand?''

''Of course.''

''So, why don't you ignore your program and hang out with me? We go to the theatre. We go shopping, buy new clothes for you, just like a couple.''

''You must enjoy that very much.''

''Because you're the best Harlequin in this city.''

'I didn't know what to say. We gazed at each other. Then, I left the motel.'

My story ended. My man listened to me carefully. 'You just walked out on him like that?' he asked.

'Yes.'

'What happened next?'

'I went home. I had nothing to do, so I decided to cry. I found the specific program and ran it, and I cried for hours without tears.'

'Did you feel better after crying?'

'There was no difference. But I swore I'd never cry again by erasing that program.'

We were looking at each other in the mirror on the ceiling. After a while, my man said frankly, 'I'm jealous.'

'Why?'

'Because you could solve his problem, but you can't solve mine.'

'I don't understand. You're in perfect health, too.'

'I have quarrelled with my wife for many times. Maybe I'll divorce her.'

'Is there any room for peace with her?'

'I don't know. Anyway, as a Harlequin, you must have met various people, and know many things of different classes?'

'In a manner of speaking, yes, I do.'

We looked at each other quietly. I raised my arm to stroke my man's manhood tenderly.

'Are you running a wank program now?' he smiled.

'No. I just feel that yours is so alive. Mine is lifeless.' I stopped stroking.

'Don't say that. A living person programmed you. You are alive.' My man pinned me down, 'I want another round. You were so damn good that I orgasmed too fast.'

After another intercourse, my man fell asleep. I looked at myself in the mirror, thinking about nothing. Then, I pulled out the cord from the shoulder to recharge my battery.

Do you know it requires more power to simulate the female orgasm, my love?

I woke up and looked at the mirror. My man was gone, but he had left a cheque and a note:

Please write the amount of money you need on the cheque. I'm sorry I can't love you, but I want to try my best to help you.em>

There was a faint tobacco smell in the apartment, the smell of loneliness.

I deleted the maintenance script that ran every morning, and turned on the radio. I tuned as usual, and stopped at a station.

Someone was singing softly on the radio.

Today I may not have a thing at all Except for just a dream or two But I've got lots of plans for tomorrow And all my tomorrows belong to you ...

The best Harlequin in this city.

I saw the young private again. The scenes in that motel were replaying like a dream. I saw my man again. The scenes last night were replaying like another dream.

But I never dreamed.

The recharge was done at noon. After a bath, I restored my skin with glue. Then, I put on a tight shirt to cover the scars all over my body. Looking at the photo on the wall, I placed the used female device on the desk below and turned on the printer.