Second Breakfast

Billy sipped his hot coco and looked at his handiwork. The Christmas tree was beautiful, or at least he thought so. The tree twinkled in front of a window that provided a perfect snow-white background. He loved coming to this cabin high up in the mountains. It was secluded and the inside was a warm and cozy sanctuary from the harsh winter everyone else must be feeling. He was in the place he loved so much with the person he loved most.

The front door flew open with a snowy gust and pulled Billy from his reverie. Dom stood in the entranceway; arms full with firewood.

“Help me, love.” Dom said urgently.

Billy went over and took the load to its rightful place by the fire. Dom closed the door and took off his large coat and boots.

“It looks very nice in here, very quaint,” Dom said as he walked over to Billy.

“Well, we could go outside and make snow angels.” Billy said.

Dom lay down in the makeshift bed in front of the roaring fire.

“Or we could lay by the fire.”

“We could make a snowman…”

“Or we could lay by the fire.”

“We could take a walk in the woods…”

“Or we could lay by the fire.”

“We could lay by the fire.”

“It is like you read my mind,” Dom smiled.

Billy lay next to Dom, slightly defeated. Dom rolled somewhat on top of Billy and nibbled on his neck. Billy could never resist Dom, no matter how much he wanted to. Dom’s hand snaked up his shirt and Billy could feel his heartbeat quicken. Billy’s shirt went over his head and his pants were thrown to the side. Dom wasted no time shedding his clothes as well. Deep, passionate kisses fogged Billy’s mind.

“Have you worn that shirt I made you?” Dom asked.

Billy had to concentrate to think of anything but the naked man on top of him, and then it hit him.

“The one that says ‘Elevenses’? Is that all I am to you?” He said jokingly.

Dom pulled away and looked at him with lust-glazed eyes. Dom’s face was that of a hungry beast and Billy was the defenseless rabbit. All of Billy’s body heat seemed to rush to his groin.

“You know I don’t think Elevenses was ever meant to be used in a sexual way. I mean, Merry and Pippin?” Billy said, trying to cut the tension.

“What do you mean?” Dom said smiling. “The first time I kissed you was just because I was trying to get the feel of the character.”

Billy thought back to the first time they kissed. It was during the first year of filming and it was just after a long day of shooting; they had still been in costume. Dom had pushed Billy to the wall in the very small dressing trailer and kissed him.

“Really?” Billy asked.

“I asked myself: ‘What would Merry do if he had little hot Pippin alone in a trailer?’” Dom replied before kissing Billy again.

Billy couldn’t help but laugh. Dom pulled away again and walked out of the room without saying anything. He was confused and missed the other body but he did like the sight of Dom’s naked arse. He heard some rustling coming from the kitchen and then Dom appeared again, but was carrying a small jar.

“What’s that?” Bill asked as Dom resumed his previous position on top of him.

“Nutella,” Dom said as he scooped some of the spread out of the jar.

He rubbed the thick substance over Billy’s nipples and hips. Billy’s breath caught in his throat as Dom licked away the nutella from his nipples. Then Dom moved to his hips, were he licked until Billy was panting.

Billy could see and feel Dom rub a small amount on the head of his weeping prick. He wrapped his mouth around him and Billy thrust into his mouth. Dom pulled away and looked up at Bill.

“Do you want some more?” Dom asked.

Billy got up on his knees, mirroring Dom, and snatched the jar from him. He dabbed some nutella on Dom’s collarbone and throat. He sucked every bit off and pressed himself against his love. Dom’s breathe grew labored and he groped Billy’s arse, causing their pricks to rub together. Billy found Dom’s mouth and slid his tongue inside. Dom hummed and pulled Billy closer.

Dom went to sitting position and pulled Billy onto his lap. Billy drew away from Dom and spit into his hand. Billy stroked Dom’s stiff cock with his saliva soaked hand.

Straddling him, Billy corkscrewed himself down onto Dom. He began to rock back and forth, eliciting moans from both. Dom slid his tongue in Billy’s mouth and slid his hand on his dick. Billy shuddered when Dom moved his quickly, up and down.

Dom made small thrusting motions, massaging Billy’s prostate. Moans were muffled by skin. Dom’s mouth tasted of sweet nutella and his own special something. Billy moved quicker, letting the heat overwhelm him. Dom was consuming him.

“I love you, Billeh.”

“I love you, Dommie.”

Dom was thrusting harder and was letting out loud moans. They were both so close. Dom’s cock felt huge inside him, it filled up every part of him. Billy felt Dom’s muscles spasm and hot liquid that suddenly filled him.

Dom squeezed Billy’s cock and whispered his name. That was it for Billy; he came all over Dom’s hand, yelling his name.

They both collapsed onto the floor. Intertwined, they waited for their racing heartbeats to slow done.

“Is food and sex all you think about?” Billy asked a few moments later.

Dom curled around and began to nibble at his earlobe.

“Yeah, I mean, that is all I need. Well, as long as I always have you.”