Chain Lightning

Falling Through Time

By Don McLean

I can't answer the questions you ask me,
I don't know what to say.
The answers are somewhere lost in the stars
When the night has turned to day.
But I know if the silence of night could be here,
It would drift through my soul and calm all my fear
And I could reach out and draw you so near to me

Touch me and warm me and I will lie still,
And all that you ask me to give you I will.
One living moment we'll have for our own,
A brief flash of time that we spent unalone.
But you ask me for nothing and give what you can,
And we're wrapped in a pillow of sleep once again,
And my memory drifts through the universe when we are one...

Closely we're falling through time






Chapter five





Falling Through Time

It was raining outside of Sean’s house. Outside of Sean’s house, the weather raged, the rain fell, the wind blew and the thunder rolled, but inside Sean’s house was where the real lightening was. Their kisses were getting longer and deeper, now, and Sean was discovering things about Billy and Billy was discovering things about Sean. Sean found Billy liked to be kissed well, and by someone who knew what he was doing and didn’t mind taking what he wanted. Billy discovered Sean liked being kissed back by someone who liked giving control over, just trusting and giving control over, and wasn’t afraid to give what was asked for.

Billy loved Sean’s strength; such strength, but under tight control. Nothing overpowering, except in the way of emotions, not overpowering physically as such, but yes, firm, yes, demanding and oh yes, just a little dominant. For instance, Billy was ready to dispense with clothing like yesterday, but Sean wouldn’t have it. He was going at it at his own pace, and meant for it not to be hurried. Billy tried to take off the too-big shirt a few times and each time Sean had stopped him, holding Billy’s wrists, then pulling the shirt back down. And it was great as long as Billy’s hands strayed anywhere on Sean, his chest, his belly, his back, his hair, his face, anywhere… as long as they didn’t drift down any further than the waistband of Sean’s boxers.

Sean liked to explore Billy’s body by slipping his hands under the big shirt. His hands were very busy under that shirt. They tweaked Billy’s nipples almost but not quite painfully, they slid down his belly, up his sides, down his back to cup Billy’s arse and Sean would moan into Billy’s mouth when he cupped Billy’s arse. And then one hand went to the front of Billy’s boxers and cupped something else, and now it was Billy who moaned.

“Well,” said Sean, “Now I know you aren’t too drunk.”

Then Sean’s other hand went to the back of Billy’s boxers and slid under the waistband and caressed his skin there, then crept slowly inward and then Sean’s fingers were going places Billy had thought of, but only remotely, as if it would be someone else. Oh, no, this was definitely not someone else Sean was doing this to, this was Billy, and Sean’s fingers explored a little more and oh. Oh God.

“Oh God.” said Billy.

“Is this alright?”

“Unh-huh.” was all Billy could say, and Sean smiled at him. Billy felt Sean push his hips forward and Billy felt Sean’s cock press against him. Sean moved his hand from the front of Billy’s boxers and took one of Billy’s small, clever hands and guided it to oh. Oh God.

“Oh God.” Billy said. “Sean... you feel so… big.”

“All the better to fuck you with, my dear.” Sean said just like the big bad wolf. And with that Sean plunged his finger in deeper and then the finger found something inside Billy and oh. Oh God.

“Oh God!” said Billy, eyes at half-mast and gasping with pleasure. Billy gasped and Sean moaned and outside thunder rolled and inside lightening ripped through the bedroom. Billy’s small, clever hand found its way inside Sean’s boxers.

Sean found that Billy’s hands were small, yes, and very, very clever, if a little uncertain. Billy seemed to be fairly pleased with what he found there, and his small and clever fingers were quickly cataloging every little bit of Sean’s cock, discovering all of Sean’s sweet spots and tender points and God but Billy had fucking great hands.

Sean pulled away a moment and gripped the too-big shirt, choosing the perfect time to dispense with it, a time chosen by Sean because Sean liked control. Sean liked control quite a lot, because now Billy’s boxers went, too, and then Sean’s boxers followed and Sean was rummaging for something in the drawer and then Billy felt something slippery and slick and gooey as Sean slid his fingers inside, and yes it was not a finger now but two, and then three.

Then Sean pushed Billy onto his back and worked his fingers inside Billy until Christ! Oh God! How could that feel so damned good? How could it? But it did, oh it abso-fucking-lutely did. Oh God.

“Oh God. Oh God.” said Billy. And then Sean was sucking on Billy’s nipples, rubbing the tip of his tongue across them, around them, and then his mouth went to Billy’s navel and Sean really liked Billy’s navel. Sean liked Billy’s navel so much he kissed and tongued it just as if it was Billy’s mouth, and Billy was trembling with the pleasure of it because it was just almost too much.

“Oh, look.” Sean said, “You have a love trail.” Sean traced a finger down the little line of hair that went from Billy’s navel to oh God Sean was moving his head lower and…oh! Oh! God!

“Oh! Oh God! Sugh mo bhod… Sugh mo bhod! Aireamh na h-Aoine ort!” Billy whimpered, and Sean’s mouth was so hot and wet and the fingers went deep and tickled that little place and Billy was going to, right now he was going to he couldn’t stop and then fuck! Sean took his mouth away and his fingers out and the feeling receded leaving Billy whimpering and panting like a puppy.

And then Sean was on all fours again, looking like a hungry lion again, and he was on all fours, on all fours over Billy and looking down at him and then he was parting Billy’s legs and pushing them up and then he was on Billy.

Sean was on Billy and Billy felt the tip of Sean’s cock seeking out that tight little terrified place and Sean’s arms were around him and Sean’s mouth was on Billy’s mouth and…

“Oh! Oh God, oh Sean!”

“I’m sorry, little hobbit, oh I’m so sorry, just try to relax…”

“Sean!”

“Ssh, ssh, it’ll be alright, I promise, just wait a bit, Billy, Billy try to breath, try to relax, Billy.”

‘Sean, oh God.”

“Just a little more, Billy, just a little oh little Billy, Billy, just a little more…”

“Sean, Sean, oh God.”

“I’m sorry, oh I’m sorry…

“Oh. Sean.”

And Billy wrapped his legs around Sean’s waist and Billy wrapped his arms around Sean’s neck and Billy pressed his mouth against Sean’s mouth because oh fuck this felt so good Billy couldn’t stand it, Billy couldn’t stand it because it felt so fucking good and did it really hurt all that bad, no, only a little, only a little at first and then, and then, and then oh fuck!

Sean was fucking him, fucking him right through the mattress, fucking his eyes out, fucking him hard and deep and holding him tight and kissing him so hot and so hungry and grunting into Billy’s mouth and anything Sean asked of him Billy would give, anything at all, and this moment seemed to take on a life of its own, and thunder rolled outside, positively crashed outside and lightening lit the skies outside and inside and even in Billy’s head, in his head and in his belly and oh God but Sean fucked as good as he kissed.

Sean’s muscles looked sculpted from marble, they were so well defined, well defined and strong, and Sean grabbed Billy’s hands and laced his fingers into Billy’s fingers and pinned them above Billy’s head and Sean pounded into him and…

“Oh Sean oh fuck, fuck, fuck…”

“You love it, don’t you?” said Sean.

“Oh God, Sean, yes, yes, yes”

“Let me hear you say it, Billy baby, Billy, let me hear you say it.”

“Oh Sean, oh God, Oh fuck, Sean, fuck me, fuck me…”

“Christ, I knew it, I knew you’d be hot in bed, Billy baby, Billy I knew you’d love it.”

“Deanaibh mi gu cruaidh! Harder, Sean, fuck me harder… Deanaibh mi gu cruaidh!”

“I’ll fuck you harder, little Billy, oh you are so fucked, little Billy.”

“Sean! Oh! God!”

“Oh, Christ, Oh fuck, little Billy, come for me, Billy baby, do it, Billy…”

“Tilg a-mach! Oh fuck, Sean, Tilg a-mach! Oh fuck, fuck… ” Billy kissed Sean and Sean kissed Billy and Billy cried into Sean’s mouth and Sean swallowed the cry and Billy was coming, coming everywhere, splashing and pooling between them without even a hand on him because Sean’s cock was all he needed, Sean’s cock was all there was, there was nothing left for anything but what Sean was doing to him, and then Sean growled into Billy’s mouth and he seemed to be trying to eat Billy alive while he was kissing him, kissing him and fucking him and yes, he was coming in Billy and they howled into each other’s mouths as their pleasure skyrocketed and lightening exploded in the unquiet little bedroom.

And then Sean rolled off of Billy and gathered Billy’s small but perfect body to him and Sean kissed Billy’s Most Kissable Top Lip and then Billy’s gasping mouth and then Sean just held him tight as they both gasped for breath and the thunder rolled outside, and all Sean found he could do was hold little Billy and murmur over and over, “Oh Billy baby, oh Billy baby…”

And inside the little bedroom, Sean and Billy lay together in a tangle of limbs and the last thing Billy remembered before he fell asleep was Sean kissing his nose and his forehead and his philtrum and his chin and his lips as he murmured, “Billy baby, Billy, little Billy.”

And falling in love, falling through time, they found their dreams, and in their dreams they were falling into each other and falling in love and falling through time.