Don't Look Back - 54. Chapter 54 (10.3)

They’d ordered the sleeping bag from Cabelas. It was double the size of a regular one, and could be broken down into two if the need arose. But Marshall and Lee never slept apart. They appreciated the roominess the larger bag afforded, but they always ended up snuggled tightly together when it came time for sleep, Lee’s strong arms wound about Marshall like a security blanket.

Still, the room was there if they ever wanted or needed it.

They fished for a while, throwing back whatever they caught. They’d catch them again some other time; that wasn’t the reason they were there. Afterward, Lee made a small fire. While the days were still warm, even for December, the nights were colder, and a little extra heat never hurt. Besides which, he’d promised Marshall he’d never have to sleep in the dark again, and Lee was a man of his word.

After fishing, they spread out their blanket beneath the jacaranda tree. It provided an extra cushion for the sleeping bag, and it provided them a place to sit that wasn’t the ground. Lee retrieved the snacks from the truck, tossed Marshall one of his then opened one of his own before dropping down to sit beside him.

Marshall could hardly believe Christmas was almost upon them. It had been one hell of a year, but at least the worst part was over.

“We still going to Milly’s Christmas Eve?” he asked.

“Don’t know why not,” Lee replied. “We go every year, don’t we? Unless you don’t want to…?”

“No, I do, that’s cool. Just asking.”

The diner was just big enough to hold most of the residents of Burnham on those occasions when they all got together at one time. Some people weren’t able to make it because they visited out-of-town relatives over the holidays. But those who could did, and it was a festive occasion for all, and part of the reason they were such a tight knit community which didn’t take well to outsiders. At least ‘til they got to know them. Marshall, Lee, and Roy were a part of the town now. Marshall knew they wouldn’t miss this for the world.

Much as Marshall enjoyed Christmas, shopping for Lee was usually a chore since the man had just about everything he wanted or needed. But this year, they’d reached a compromise on a joint gift of a new stereo system. The one they had was a little outdated. And they did love their music. Lee had hinted theremight be something else for Marshall under the tree this year. Marshall told him if that something else was a naked Lee he’d be more than happy. Lee only smiled like a damn Cheshire cat and refused to say another word.

“Think we can go back to Partners some time?” Marshall reached for his beer, took a good long drink.

“Sure, why not? You’re not worried about going back, are you?”

“No, it’s not that,” Marshall admitted, “but after the whole YouTube thing and all… I wasn’t sure, you know?”

Lee shrugged. “The worst that could happen already did. She knows where we are now, so that’s out in the open. No one else knows or cares. We still have friends there, don’t we? And we have a good time.”

“Yeah, we do,” Marshall agreed. “I’m glad you still want to go. I do too.”

“Then that’s it, we’ll go.” Lee pulled Marshall closer and kissed him, and silence reigned while they let their tongues do the talking. They drew apart with satisfied smiles.

Marshall set his chips aside, his appetite for food momentarily sated. He hungered for something else now. Lee had just got his motor started, and he was eager to get a lot more of what he’d been promised when they decided to come out here.

When Lee reached into their bag, he grinned in anticipation, assuming Lee was going after the lube. But that didn’t happen. When he pulled out a deck of cards instead, Marshall gave him an indignant are-you-kidding look.

“What?” Lee feigned innocence.

“I didn’t think we came down here to play cards, did we?”

“What else did you have in mind?” Lee’s grin was downright lascivious. He ate a pretzel then proceeded to lick the salt from his lips. Marshall felt his cock respond to the sight.

Damn, he wanted to play cards? Now?

“I thought we’d climb into our sleeping bag and get naked and fuck.” He was getting hornier by the second, just thinking about Lee’s cock inside of him. How long was Lee going to make him suffer?

“Weeelll, I dunno.” Lee pretended to think about the idea, which only served to heighten Marshall’s lust. On a hunch, he brushed his hand across Lee’s lap and was satisfied to note he was every bit as hard as Marshall. So he was toying with him. Well, two could play that game.

“Well, that’s okay. We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He pulled his hair free from the tail he’d tied it in, letting it flow over his shoulders in an auburn wave. He shook his head for good measure. He knew damn well what effect that had on Lee. “Maybe I’ll do a little more fishing….” He rolled to his knees and wiggled his ass before he edged his way to the end of the blanket. At the sound of Lee’s voice, he froze.

“Did I give you permission to do that, boy?”

His back to Lee, Marshall broke into a shit-eating grin. Now they were getting somewhere. God, he loved it when Lee took control. Maybe they weren’t the traditional dom and sub like he’d read about in some books he’d found online, but whatever they were, he liked them that way and didn’t want to change who they were.

“No, sir,” he replied quickly.

“Then you better get your ass back here so’s I can decide on your punishment.”

“Yes, sir!”