Keep Me Warm

“Warren!” Will screamed his name as a warm, wet liquid split onto his stomach.
Warren made a variety of sounds, all soundly vaguely like Will’s name, and exploded his seed within his boyfriend.

Warren released his grip on Will’s legs, pulled out, and collapsed onto the super strong man. His hot breath mingled with the sweat that glistened on Will’s chest, and he could hear his racing heart. Warren felt hands threading through his hair and massaging his scalp, something he was not at all unaccustomed to. Using whatever strength he had left, he managed to inch up a bit to kiss Will sweetly, with no desperation or aching need.

“You never cease to amaze me, Warren,” Will whispered, rubbing his back warmly.

Warren only sighed deeply in his neck, lightly pecking at the skin. The moment Will heard deep breathing, he concluded that older man had fallen asleep. About time, he thought, he’s only been home thirty minutes, an hour tops.

-Flashback-

“But why can’t I fly you?” Will whined, not letting go of his boyfriend.
“Because the president of Williams & Co. personally paid for my flight out there, first class. He wants to meet me and formally thank him for saving his twenty-five year old fiancé,” the firethrower shuddered at the thought of a fifty year old man with such a young woman.
“You almost got killed in the process, don’t forget that,” the Guardian was positively upset, “You didn’t have to jump into that frozen lake.”
“I’ll be back in a week, babe.” Warren slipped his hands into the back of Will’s jeans, something he knew Will loved. Leaving him with a kiss that was sure to leave him lightheaded for days, Hothead boarded the plane to the big apple.

Warren returned by way of cab, since Will seemed strangely absent at the airport. Ready to fry the little pipsqueak to a crisp, he opened the door to the apartment he and Will shared, the first thing he heard was an intense moaning. Gently opening the door to their bedroom, his anger vanished at the sight of Will masturbating.

He was glad Will hadn’t subjected himself to a dildo, as he watched his boyfriend fist his cock viciously, while shoving the majority of his left hand into his ass. His neck was at a painful angle on the bed, his back sloping downwards. Will’s moans got progressively louder, and within moments of Warren entering the bedroom, he came, shouting Warren’s name at the top of his lungs. His body went limp, and fell against the bed, his chest heaving.


Warren felt a tantalizing heat pool at his groin, trying not to groan and startle his boyfriend. Will was completely oblivious as he tried to come back down from his orgasm. Warren took this has the opportune moment, and pounced.

Will shouted loudly into Warren’s ear as the older man began licking and biting at his chest. His head rolled from side to side as moans continued to spill from his mouth, his hands gripping at the sheets as if they were a lifeline. Will’s back arched into Warren’s ministrations, desperate for more. His cock sprung up back to life as Warren bit his left nipple, pinching the right with his other hand. His tongue swirled around the areola, grinning as he heard Will whimper in pleasure.

A separate pair of hands made their way to Warren’s shirt, ripping it off as if it were tissue paper. Those hands then went to his belt, unbuttoning it along with pulling down the zipper to his jeans. Will made mince meat of the rest of Warren’s clothing, eager to get his hand around his boyfriend’s erect member.

Warren followed suit at Will’s actions, taking his cock and rubbing his hand up and down his length. The pressure that Will was applying on Warren’s cock was enough to make any regular man come right then and there, but the firethrower had become quite accustomed to the intensity of his lover.

“In me,” Will choked out, looking into Warren’s fiery eyes.
The other man nodded, slipping Will’s legs over his shoulders. There was no need for him to enter him from behind; he loved seeing the look on Will’s face before he came.

Raising his hips, Warren licked his hand and rubbed the spit onto his cock, using it as a makeshift lube. There was enough pre-cum dripping from his slit to be confused for animal lard, anyway. Once Will felt the head enter him, his hips jutted forward, sending Warren’s cock straight to his prostate. The other man’s head fell against his back, screaming in pleasure. The temperature of his body spiked all the way to boiling, warming him of his climax. Warren was in no way ready for that, so he went tantalizingly slow, thrusting in an out at a steady pace.

“Warren..” came Will’s weak voice below him, the tone on the brinks of begging. “So close..”

He nodded, and aggressively slammed back into Will, each new thrust with more bite than the last. Will’s shouted his name, and his complete upper body arched, the prerequisite to his climax.

“Do that again,” Warren whispered, and Will continued to thrust his hips against Warren’s cock until his entire body shook with a powerful orgasm.

Will looked down Warren, and smiled. He looked positively angelic, lying against his chest with his face buried in his neck. Will didn’t even bother with a blanket, he knew Warren would keep him warm for the rest of his life.