FB3X Drabble Cascade #14 - Fall
Title: A Change of Season (m/m, M)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 343
Prompt: Fall
The breeze blew from out of the north bringing a hint of crispness with it. There was a faint prickling ache to his nipples as they budded up. Eric loved autumn and the twisted perversions that Josh would do to him ‘when the frost was on the pumpkin’ as the phrase went. Fall was mating time, still warm enough to be naked outside or inside for that matter, with the excitement of winter crouched behind it. Eric shivered thinking of the artistry Josh liked to do with snow. The time he scrubbed Eric’s balls with snow while suckling on just the tip of his cock before sliding full on and then retreating back to the tip.
Fall meant Eric’s ass would never be lonely for something inside it, whether that something was a cock or something else from Josh’s imagination or carefully perused supply catalog. There was a long toy chest resting at the foot of their bed upstairs, all smooth rounded top of polished wood that more than once had served as support under his belly. From the tense anticipation in the house it was almost a sure thing that another toy or two would be added to the contents inside that chest.
The front door of the house slammed closed as Josh’s footsteps came down the stairs. A van was coming down the dirt road to the house, its dark brown color with yellow logo announcing that a delivery. Eric felt the easy slide of Josh’s hand on his jeans over the side of his ass cheek. That hand slid up to his waist for a loving squeeze and then down to tap at the base of the dildo buried inside Erik.
“Present or two for you, love,” had Eric drawing in breath. Josh grinned, “For me too.”
The delivery man reached back to collect the boxes and exited with clipboard in hand.
“Why don’t you sign for them this time,” Josh purred, giving a small push forward to get Eric to walk those steps towards their visitor and his packages.
Title: A Change of Season (m/m, M)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 343
Prompt: Fall
The breeze blew from out of the north bringing a hint of crispness with it. There was a faint prickling ache to his nipples as they budded up. Eric loved autumn and the twisted perversions that Josh would do to him ‘when the frost was on the pumpkin’ as the phrase went. Fall was mating time, still warm enough to be naked outside or inside for that matter, with the excitement of winter crouched behind it. Eric shivered thinking of the artistry Josh liked to do with snow. The time he scrubbed Eric’s balls with snow while suckling on just the tip of his cock before sliding full on and then retreating back to the tip.
Fall meant Eric’s ass would never be lonely for something inside it, whether that something was a cock or something else from Josh’s imagination or carefully perused supply catalog. There was a long toy chest resting at the foot of their bed upstairs, all smooth rounded top of polished wood that more than once had served as support under his belly. From the tense anticipation in the house it was almost a sure thing that another toy or two would be added to the contents inside that chest.
The front door of the house slammed closed as Josh’s footsteps came down the stairs. A van was coming down the dirt road to the house, its dark brown color with yellow logo announcing that a delivery. Eric felt the easy slide of Josh’s hand on his jeans over the side of his ass cheek. That hand slid up to his waist for a loving squeeze and then down to tap at the base of the dildo buried inside Erik.
“Present or two for you, love,” had Eric drawing in breath. Josh grinned, “For me too.”
The delivery man reached back to collect the boxes and exited with clipboard in hand.
“Why don’t you sign for them this time,” Josh purred, giving a small push forward to get Eric to walk those steps towards their visitor and his packages.