Page 30 of His Worst Crime

“Can… Can we stay down here?”

“OK. Wait here. Clear the chairs away from the hearth. Make a space.”

Then he was gone. David took his wine toward the fire. Putting it down on a low table, he began to drag the heavy armchairs back from the hearth, leaving what he judged was a double-bed-sized space before it. Then Ramon had returned, his arms loaded with bedding. Dumping it on one of the armchairs, he unrolled a thin, self-inflating air mattress and let it blow itself up.

“This is what we used to do as kids,” he chuckled, taking a sip of wine. “We called it camping.”

David helped him spread the blankets and duvet on top of the air mattress. When it was done, they stood looking at each other for a moment. They were still fully dressed from outside, as the temperature inside the masia when they entered had been colder than outside. But now, of a single mind, watching each other, they stripped off their jackets. David kicked off his shoes and strode across the mattress to where Ramon was standing doubled up, struggling with his lace-up shoes. David pulled at the tee-shirt on his back, pulling it off and over his head, causing Ramon to overbalance and stumble into his arms. Then they were kissing again, even as Ramon struggled with David’s tee-shirt, while continuing to kiss him. Finally he wrenched it off over his head, but by that time David had Ramon’s belt open and his flies down. He tugged at Ramon’s jeans, pulling them down his thighs, even while he dropped to his knees on the mattress. As Ramon kept pulling at his shirt, he let his arms be raised, allowing the garment to slip off. Already his face was in Ramon’s crotch, pressed against the black boxer briefs he’d got to know already in the stables up in Barcelona. Once his hands were free of the shirt, he brought them up to the elastic waistband, pulling them down around his thighs. And there again was the cock and balls he loved so much. He opened his mouth.

David felt warm, and held. He felt as he had when he was a small boy, tucked up comfy in bed. Only here he was, lying on his right side, cocooned into another’s warm body, Ramon’s. He pushed back slightly and felt the hot lump of Ramon’s sex against his ass. Ramon’s right arm lay beneath his neck like a pillow, and his other arm lay across David’s torso, under his left arm, hugging his chest tightly. He felt Ramon’s hot breath on the nape of his neck. He was asleep and his slow, even exhalations—not quite snoring—tickled the hairs on David’s nape.

They had not lasted long the night before. David had started where they had left off in the stables, but he hadn’t been sucking long before he became aware of Ramon’s snores. The guy had fallen asleep on him! It had been a long drive down. Instead of feeling offended, Snorting to himself—were his blowjob skills that bad?—David had crawled up and into Ramon’s embrace, pulling the blankets over both of them. Then they had fallen asleep, blissfully enwrapped in the heat from the other’s body as the fire beside them collapsed into glowing embers.

Opening his eyes, he stared into the fireplace, which was now a landscape in gray, as if a dirty snowstorm had fallen across a miniature countryside. The surrounding room outside the blankets felt chilly. But amongst the bed of ash he spied a single patch glowing softly red. So all was not lost. He crawled from Ramon’s embrace and the blankets into the frigid room, the cold enveloping his naked body. Grabbing a log from the pile, he also scavenged a handful of twigs and sawdust from within the kindling basket. Putting the log to one side, he carefully sprinkled sawdust onto the glowing ember, then built a tiny scaffolding of twigs over the embers. Blowing gently, he coaxed the red coal to produce a tiny flame, which lapped hungrily at the sawdust and twigs. Once it was burning a merry yellow, he fed more twigs and bark from the log into the fire, gradually building it up, until he was able to add a couple of sticks of kindling over the top. When these had begun to take, he gently settled the log onto the burning construction, taking care to avoid crushing his fire, while leaving enough air channels to feed the flames, all the while blowing gently.

Once he was sure the log had taken, he sat back and watched the flames. Ramon’s hand came up and caressed his bare ribs.

“I had no idea you were so handy lighting fires too.”

“I couldn’t light yours last night. You fell asleep on me.”

“Sorry!” Ramon laughed. “I was dead tired. The drive really took it out of me.”

“You’ll make it up to me!”

“Totally!”

And Ramon pulled him back toward himself under the covers. For a while they struggled, play-fighting against each other, but Ramon was incredibly strong, and soon had David pinned beneath his body, his hard dick pressing up against David’s ass, just where he wanted it to be. Was he ready for this? But the feeling of Ramon’s weight on him felt good. He struggled, arching his back and pushing his ass up and into Ramon’s crotch, loving the way Ramon sawed his hard dick back and forth in the crack of his ass. They were both sweaty from the warmth of the blankets and little lubricant was needed. David felt Ramon’s heavy dick pushing at his hole. Was this going to happen? Would he lose his virginity to a policeman in Catalonia? Was he ready? Damn sure he was! Even as he struggled against Ramon’s weight, luxuriating in the tight grip Ramon had on his wrists, feeling Ramon’s teeth bite into the nape of his neck, he felt his hole opening, wanting the presence of Ramon’s cock filling him. Ramon adjusted his position, so his thick cockhead was now pushing directly on David’s sphincter. Would he fuck him like this, without any lubricant except the sweat of both their bodies? Could David take it? He didn’t know, but he was already pushing back onto Ramon’s cock, wanting to feel him inside him, however much it hurt. And it did! Ramon spat on his hand and used it to lubricate the head of his dick where it pushed against David’s sphincter. Another thrust and the head slipped inside David’s ass. He cried out in pain.

“Breathe,” Ramon growled, his teeth still full of the skin of David’s nape.

Ramon was biting David’s neck and it hurt, but in a pleasurable way. And his dick was inside David’s ass. That hurt too, but not so much as David had expected. But then Ramon pushed harder and it hurt as his dick slid in deeper.

“Aww!” David groaned.

“Want me to stop? You want lubricant?”

“No, do it! Keep going!”

So Ramon did, and David cried some more, but his cries were becoming pants, jagged and heavy. And David cried out again as Ramon slid to his full length inside him.

“Stop! Stop! Just hold it, right there,” he breathed, halfway between panting and sobbing. “Damn, that hurts. Just hold it there. Don’t move!”

So Ramon didn’t. “Breathe, Davey, breathe deep.”

“Yes… yes, OK… That’s better. That feels great!”

And Ramon flexed inside him, making David groan with pleasure, before he pulled slowly, very slowly out again, pausing for a long moment, just with his cock head held tight and warm by David’s trembling sensitive sphincter.

“You want more?” Ramon asked. “You want this?”

“Yes, please!” David moaned. “I want it… you, Ramon! Please… please…!”

“How much you want it? What you want me to do?”

“I want you to fuck me! Please… Ramon, please… fuck me! Please!”

And finally Ramon pushed deep inside again, sliding down until he was impaling David to the hilt on his dick.