Chain Lightning

‘Til Tomorrow

by Don McLean


What can this be,
Can you tell me?
Would you like
To discover
Why we're not free
To be lovers?
I've been wanting to ask you.

Where has all the love gone,
And what have we become?
Storm clouds full of thunder
Move silent as they drum,

And when they're gone,
We'll be fine
‘Til tomorrow.
Oh, I hope it won't rain.
You will be mine,
And my sorrow
Will take wings
In the morning,

And high above the heavens
A rainbow paints the sky,
White doves sing
Their songs of love
I watch them as they fly,
And wonder

What can this be?
Can you tell me?
Would you like
To discover
Why we're not free
To be lovers...?


Chapter eight

‘Til Tomorrow



Sean sat up and pulled Billy up by his wrists, which Sean still gripped in one hand. He let go of Billy’s wrist. “Take your clothes off.” Sean said in a stern tone of voice. A little knot formed in Billy’s belly when he said it like that, and Billy’s lungs hitched in mid-breath. Billy skinned out of his clothes. “Now undress me.” Sean said, again stern, and Billy’s entire middle knotted up.

Billy undressed Sean with trembling fingers. “God,” Billy said, “You really were holding back.” Billy swallowed and his mouth was so dry that it made a little clicking sound.

“You have no idea, little hobbit.” Sean said. “Now lie down.”

Billy did as he was told. Sean stood over him, raking his eyes up and down Billy’s body as if he were some sweet, secret tidbit that Sean intended to keep all to himself. “Oh, now, look at you, little Billy, all hot and bothered already?” It was true, Billy was all hot and bothered, hot and bothered and as hard as copper money. Sean climbed onto their bed. He raked his hands along Billy’s sides and Billy writhed, his entire body seeming suddenly hypersensitive. “Oh, now look, you’re just a little too excited, Billy baby. I can’t have that, now can I? After all, I said I wasn’t going to hold back, and I can’t have you popping your cork too quickly, now can I? Besides, I think I’d like a little dessert.”

Sean lowered himself onto Billy’s trembling, small but perfect little body. He kissed Billy deeply and swiftly moved down to Billy’s nipples, rubbing them with his tongue then nibbling them, making Billy inhale with a hiss. Sean worked his way down to Billy’s navel, stopping there to play a while before moving back up to Billy’s nipples, nibbling just a little harder this time. Billy gasped and moaned. Then Sean moved back down and went past Billy’s navel, taking Billy’s shaft into his mouth. Billy gasped and moaned again. Sean grabbed the lube and slicked up his fingers and drove them home, drove them deep and with controlled force, rough but not too rough. Sean watched as Billy arched his body, Billy cried aloud and arched his body and Sean worked Billy’s dick with his tongue and wriggled his fingers inside Billy, and Billy cried aloud again and spilled his seed into Sean’s mouth.

Sean sat up. Billy lay gasping, shocked at how quickly Sean had made him come. “Now, then,” said Sean, “That should keep you settled for a while. Long enough, at least, for a good, long fucking.” Sean continued to work his fingers in Billy, then he stretched out on Billy again, his fingers still deep inside, and began kissing Billy. Billy was still gasping for breath when Sean started working on him again, not giving Billy a chance to catch his breath. At first Billy’s mouth was soft and giving and lazy from his just having an orgasm, and Sean thought that this lazy soft kissing was just the sexiest thing, kissing Billy while he was still weak and panting and completely relaxed. Billy was relaxed, alright, Billy was very relaxed.

“Christ, Billy, you’re opening up for me nicely, aren’t you?” Sean continued to work his fingers, his own cock now hard and eager and getting harder and more eager by the second as Billy loosened up. The looser Billy got, the harder and bigger Sean got. He ground his hips forward, rubbing his cock against Billy’s thigh. Billy started moaning. His own cock began to respond; his cock began to respond so quickly that Billy couldn’t believe it. Billy couldn’t believe it and neither could Sean. “God, little Billy, you’re so hot. You just love it, don’t you?”

“Oh, God, oh, Sean…”

“I said, you just love it, don’t you?” Sean said, and he used that stern tone, and it made Billy so hot he almost couldn’t bear it. This was all new to him, loving a man, but Sean’s dominance made it all the more new, all the more thrilling. “Answer me, Billy baby.” Sean said sharply. “I said, you just love it, don’t you?”

“God, Sean, Sean, I do, I love it, Sean, oh God help me I do.”

“You know you’re about to get fucked thoroughly, don’t you?”

“God, Sean, yes, yes, I know, Sean, I know.”

“Now, tell me what you want, Billy.”

“Sean, God…”

“I said, tell me!”

“Oh, Sean… fuck me, Sean, fuck me.”

“Oh, you’re going to get fucked, little Billy, but I want to hear you say it. What do you want?”

“I… I want your cock, Sean.”

“I know that.”

“I want your cock inside me, Sean, please…”

“Better, but not quite right just yet.”

“Oh, God, Sean, please, please fuck me Sean, I need your cock, I need you to fuck me Sean, please.”

“That’s better,” Sean said, “Spread your legs, little Billy.”

Billy spread his legs. Sean took out his fingers. He handed Billy the lube. “Now put this on my cock, Billy.”

And Billy didn’t know why, but somehow Sean having him slick Sean’s cock up in preparation to having it stuffed up Billy’s arse made Billy hotter than ever. Billy was hotter than ever now, and he squeezed lube into his hand and coated Sean’s cock with it, Sean’s cock that Billy was beginning to suspect was about to give him the workout of a lifetime.

“God, Sean, you’re huge, Sean, you’re so big, bigger than you were last night.”

“And you’re nice and open and loose, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”

“God, Sean…”

Sean grasped Billy’s legs and pushed them up, pushed them up so that Billy’s calves were on Sean’s shoulders, his toes pointing at the ceiling. “Get ready, little Billy. You’re about to go on a ride.” Sean said, and he pushed.

“God, Sean!”

“Not so bad as last night?”

“No, no, not nearly.”

“You see? I told you that you were nice and open and loose. Do you know why?”

“No, Sean, I don’t, Sean, why?”

“Because you aren’t afraid. Because you know what’s coming, mainly the both of us. You know what’s coming, and you can’t wait.”

“Oh, God, Sean, yes, yes, I can’t wait. More, Sean, more…”

“More what?”

“Fuck, Sean, give me more, more of your cock, Sean.”

“Say it.”

“God, Sean…”

“Say it, little Billy, say it.”

“Please. Please. Please, Sean, please?”

Sean pushed, Sean pushed and Billy felt him sink all the way in. Billy felt Sean sink all the way in, all the way to the balls in, and…

“Oh, fuck, Sean, oh, God, your cock feels so good, Sean, God it feels so fucking good, Sean, oh fuck!”

Then Sean went to work on Billy, really went to work on him, fucking him like a fucking jackhammer. Fucking him nice and deep and oh God so rough and good, fucking him so hard his teeth clicked together, fucking him so hard Sean had to put one hand on the headboard because he kept pushing Billy further and further up on their bed. Billy clawed at Sean’s back, crying out with every thrust.

Billy cried out with every thrust, going further and further into bliss. Oh, but Sean really had been holding back, but he wasn’t holding back, now, no indeed he was not, Sean was fucking Billy’s brains out. Sean was fucking Billy’s brains out and Billy was discovering that Sean was as much a force of nature as a man, a force of nature like the storms that cracked and drummed and rolled outside.

“Oh, God, Sean, I’m going to come, I’m going to come…”

“You’re damned right you are, little Billy, I’m going to make you come so hard you can’t stand it.”

“Oh, God, Sean, Sean, oh God, oh FUCK!”

Sean felt Billy’s body spasm around his cock, and Christ was anything so satisfying as making Billy come like this without so much as touching Billy's cock? Sean wanted to come, wanted to come so much, but he held back, and now he was glad Billy had given him such a fucking great blowjob because otherwise he would have come before he wanted to. Sean didn’t want to come just yet because he wanted to fuck Billy, Sean wanted to fuck Billy and keep fucking him until Billy was so weak he couldn’t stand. Billy finished coming and Sean kept going.

Billy finished coming and Sean kept going, Sean kept going and soon enough he had Billy going again. Billy was going again, incredulous that he was able to without passing out, but he found he couldn’t not get going again, not with Sean inside him, fucking him like this. Sean was fucking Billy, fucking him and fucking him, and Sean was like a wild beast, some magnificent, powerful predator, and some part of Billy deep inside knew that Sean wanted to conquer Billy, conquer him and capture him, take him as a prisoner of lust and love. And some part of Billy deep inside told Billy that this was what he wanted of Sean all along, that he had known on some primitive, animal level that that Sean was like this, and wanted it, wanted to be conquered and captured and made a prisoner of lust and love.

And God but Sean was beautiful like this, as beautiful as a tiger, and Billy was his willing prey. Billy gave himself over to this power, this force of nature, and Sean sensed it, and as soon as Sean sensed this surrender, this total surrender he knew he had Billy, had him just like he wanted him. He kissed Billy roughly and Billy moaned in his mouth, begging to be taken, to be possessed. Yes, he was ready, ready now.

“Come for me, Billy baby, come for me again, I want to make you come again, little Billy.”

“God, Sean, Sean, I’m going to, I just know it and Sean, Sean what about you, Sean, what about you?”

“You don’t worry about that,” Sean said, and he stopped thrusting and took Billy’s wrists in one hand again and made Billy lie very still. Sean was dripping with sweat, now, so close to coming, himself he was nearly mad with lust. “You want it?” Sean asked.

“God, Sean yes, yes, I want you to come in me, Sean.”

“Do you, now?” Sean said, through gritted teeth, through clenched jaw.

“Sean, fuck Sean, please don’t stop, not now, Sean…”

“Do you remember what I told you before breakfast? That I was going to fuck you until you beg for mercy?”

“Y-yes.”

“I lied. I’m going to fuck you until you cry.”

“Oh, God, Sean, anything, anything at all, just don’t stop, please.”

“Get ready, Billy baby, get ready…” Sean said. He drew back and thrust forward as hard as he could, once, twice, three times, four and then he said, “Come for me Billy, do it, Billy, come for me.” Sean went faster now; he could see Billy losing it, losing control completely. Billy’s mouth opened and his pretty green eyes closed tight and his body went taut and Billy yelled at the top of his lungs.

It was a primal yell, wordless and animal and from the core of his psyche, and Sean knew then he had Billy, had him good, had him like no one ever had. Billy shuddered, inhaled and yelled again, and Sean felt Billy spasm around his cock again, felt Billy’s come splash between them hot and slick, and Sean’s own cock felt like it exploded inside that incredibly hot, tight spasming body and he roared, positively roared like a tiger and he came and Billy sank his teeth into Sean’s shoulder as Sean slammed into that sweet, hot little body, and then…he collapsed. His hands let go of Billy’s wrists and Billy had his arms around Sean. Billy had his arms around Sean, and Sean, gulping in air, gathered Billy to him and kissed him and kissed him, because sure enough, there were tears running down the corners of Billy’s eyes and into Billy’s hair.


Sean cradled Billy in his arms, rocking him and kissing him and making little soothing sounds and rubbing Billy’s back in small, gentle, soothing little circles. Billy was unable to speak for quite some time. Billy was unable to speak because something inside him had been shattered, shattered all to hell and then put back together, and it was Sean that had done both of those things.

Sean held him gently, feeling Billy cling to him as if for dear life. “Ssh, Billy baby, it’s alright.”

“Oh, fuck, Sean, what the fuck did you do to me, Sean?”

“Why, Billy, don’t you know?”

“N-no, no I don’t.”

“Well,” Sean said, “I wanted to get inside you.”

Billy stopped crying and looked at Sean as if he had lost his fucking mind.

“Not like that!” Sean laughed. “Well, alright, that’s a lie, yes like that. But I meant, Billy, that I wanted to to really get inside you. I wanted to make you mine. I wanted to know you’ll be here ‘til tomorrow. And then when tomorrow becomes today, I want you to be here ‘til tomorrow again.”

“You should be careful what you wish for, Sean, because, Sean, you just might get what you want.”

“I want you, Billy, I want you. I want you today and tomorrow and always, Billy baby, and I only knew one way to do that. I had to get inside you, Billy, inside where the part of you that is you and only you lives. I had to break through every defense you had. I had to get inside your mind, inside your heart, inside your libido, into that part of you that’s been you since you were born, since you were conceived.”

“Sean?”

“Yes?”

“If you think you can get rid of me, you had better do some more fucking thinking, big man. Try to get rid of me and I really will kick your arse.”

“And if you think I’ll let you get away from me now, after that,” Sean said, “Then you had better do some thinking yourself, you sexy little son of a bitch, because I swear I really will chain you to our bed.”

Billy smiled and snuggled into Sean. Not the bed, not my bed. Our bed.

Our bed.