but I'd better not touch...

[pvt_church]

Church sits on his bed, leaning against the wall and meticulously cleaning his sniper rifle. He hums a song he used to listen to religiously, back in the days when he was first hot for Tex. Nobody would believe it now, but he wasn't really that much of a pessimist or even a bad boy until she came into the picture. He almost misses those days, but

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[pvt_church]

Church feels Caboose trying to shrug his hand off, and takes it back, throwing that arm over his eyes instead. The tongue bit almost made him jump, but he manages to regain a little control, biting his lip. It's been so insanely long since he's gotten any that this feels intimate and special again. He makes a mental note to return the favor when Caboose is done, provided nobody walks in.

[thebluerookie]

When Church’s hand lifted Caboose felt a surge of adrenalin, time to show his commander/best-friend/fuckbuddy/(maybe-lover) a really good time. Caboose knew that only beginners just go straight to sucking, summoning up the memories of his little bit of experience he knew what to do.

He slid his hand down to cup his balls, slowly rubbing them, not to firmly giving it a very safe margin. He knew from experience just how much of a turn off, not to mention painful, it could be. He licked up from the crown down along the veins, over and over, swirling his tongue at the tip on each pass.

“I’ll do it when you open your eyes.”

[pvt_church]

Church knows better than to ask this time- all he has to do is what Caboose asks, and he's okay with that. He slides his arm away from his face, lifting his head to watch. His body is still trembling in reaction to what the rookie is doing, and it's a little hard to believe he knows so much about it. Caboose never struck Church as sexual in any way at all, not even with Sheila. The whole situation is pretty mindblowing, and Church is starting to feel the kind of confusion Caboose must have been feeling when he asked if this was a dream. At least Church knows it isn't, as much as it feels like one. He smiles down at the rookie. Christ, the kid is beautiful right now.

"Do anything you want to. I'm awake," he smiles.

[thebluerookie]

“Didn’t think you’d had naptime.” mumbled caboose as he finished checking that Church was watching. It had been ages since he’d gotten to do this, he wasn’t really that experienced doing this, just with his friends; they were wrestlers, when you grope each other for hours on end something happens eventually.

Caboose closed his lips around the tip, sucking and swirling his tongue; steadily taking more and more of it into his warm wet mouth. He let Church think he’d gone as far down as he could, holding him there for a while until just before he looked like he’d gotten used to it, taking it entirely

[pvt_church]

Church pulls himself up to rest on his elbows, watching Caboose more alertly. He bites his tongue to keep from crying out, because if he makes too much noise, he'll jack too fast, and probably attract attention from outside the room as well. He can't stop a whimper from slipping out here and there, however, and when Caboose takes the length of him, he pitches a low moan, tensing the muscles in his legs. He props one of his feet against Caboose's back, rubbing it to keep himself from losing it too soon, his eyes locked on Caboose's head.

[thebluerookie]

You know, considering Church hadn’t gotten any, or given himself some relief, in however long he’d been alive, and that time as a ghost, Caboose thought he had amazing Stamina. He would have said something to that effect but his mouth was otherwise engaged.

He used his free hand to lift Church up a bit more off the bed, supporting him by the small of his back. He knew Church was trying to be quiet, and doing a pretty good job of it too; but that meant there was a challenge, a good fun one, just waiting for him.

It just came to him, what to do; he looked up, making sure that Church was watching his eyes as he growled, as deep as he could, while he sucked and licked. He had a good amount of base in his voice when he wanted too. He changed pitch and speed of the growl, changing but never stopping the vibration

[pvt_church]

Church sucks his breath through his teeth with a hiss, resisting the urge to reach behind him and grab Caboose's hand, as that would put him on his back- and he just now caught the rookie's eyes again. He stares until Caboose begins the gutteral noises, and the vibrations shoot from his cock to every nerve in his body, like ice crazing across the surface of a frozen lake. His breath hitches to another gasp, which gains volume to a whimper and lengthens into a moan as the growling continues. He hangs his head backward to whine at the ceiling, and his coherent thoughts start dropping like flies. His elbows slip out from under him as he reaches down to grab handfuls of Caboose's hair, although not to force it to move anywhere- it seems more as if Church is holding it for support than control, and indeed, he feels like if he lets go, he's going to fly off into the ether. Through his whimpers, Church barely manages to fashion words, and it doesn't sound like he's trying to carry a conversation. "Oh, god... please, Mike, it's... JESUS

[thebluerookie]

Caboose liked it before when Church played with his hair, but he absolutely loved the way Church was grabbing at it to hold on. Cabooses inner competitor whooped with delight at the first little interruption in Church’s breathing, and it was positively ecstatic at the moan. He knew he could win; and then the words, they gave him an almost insane desire to get Church off, and get him off now. He started to bob, up and down, turning his mouth left and right as he went, swirling his tongue, sucking with abandon.

[pvt_church]

Church can't stand it anymore. His words and pleas turn into unintelligible whines, and sometimes howls. He bucks involuntarily into Caboose's mouth, fists still clenched in his hair. He can't do it anymore- he clenches his eyes shut, his brain ricochets, and his limbs are tingling. He emits a strangled sob when he feels a different kind of wet than Caboose's tongue, and his body shudders and flails a little when Caboose is greeted by a mouthful of jack. His cock pulses a few times, answered by small jerks in the muscles of his thighs, and his cries subside to ow whines and then fall silent as he tries to catch his breath. His fists slowly uncurl, and his hands fall to stroke Caboose's face as he tries to find his thoughts again. "Son of a bitch," he pants softly. Definitely a favor to return.

[thebluerookie]

Caboose sucked and licked until it was well and truly over, swallowing it down and then going back to licking, over and over, until Church’s dick was perfectly clean. And as testament to Church’s libido, it was still pretty hard. He tongued it gently, barely sucking at all, while Church, well Caboose couldn’t think of a better word, patted him. Eventually though he reluctantly released Church, after something like that, and considering he was kinda dead for a while earlier, he wouldn’t be up for a second round, not right away

[pvt_church]

Church blinks, still in a haze from what just happened and from Caboose's continued affection. He's never been spooned before- he's tried it a couple of times, but usually gotten an elbow in his stomach for his troubles. He definitely never got a knack for cuddling after, as Tex usually left or turned over afterward, and Curch had since then taken it upon himself to pretty much screw and split on most of the other girls he'd been with. This is a welcome change, he decides, sinking comfortably into Caboose's embrace. Something gives him the feeling he's been marked as territory, and he closes his eyes with a grin, amused and content.

[thebluerookie]

Caboose was warm, forfilled, and quite content, so it was no wonder that he was falling asleep.

"I can't wait to see you when I wake up." he mumbled as he fell asleep.

[pvt_church]

Church falls asleep as well.

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