Fixing the Pump *NC-17*



OK all this is a little *pardon the pun* something that I started on the
IRC this is an NC-17 offering. Enjoy, and don't use all the cold water.
Thank You Cedara for the log. I've changed the formatting. I know that
the tense changes so forgive it and any grammar boo-boo's.

 


"OK, OK, Jim will have a fit if we don't get this place dried out
before he gets back. BTW where are all the rest of the ladies?" Blair
asks wondering why he was alone with just one of them after the last
week.

"They went to get some new towels the old ones are just worn out." You
reply taking in the manly vision that you and about half of the ladies
have been talking about in hushed tone through out the loft.

"D*mn it" you exclaim as the screwdriver you are using 'slips' and
causes a small cut along you palm. Not too deep, but just deep enough.

   
"What did you do?" Blair reaches out to take your hand. "Oh, that looks
bad. Maybe you should go to the hospital and have that looked at."

"No, Blair, I'm fine I just need to bandage it up. Would you help me?"
You ask looking up at Blair your Blue-Gray eyes entrapping his for a
moment. Both of your hearts begin to beat faster.

Blair's hand wraps around your good hand. You take a moment to imprint
the feeling to your mind knowing that this may never happen again.


Sorka: and then you think /gee he's got really cold hands/
    
"Come to the bathroom and I'll help you fix this." Blair says leading
you. He helps you set down on the edge of the bathtub, which has had a
lot of women in and out the last few days. "OK, let's get this cleaned
out." Blair says starting to clean out the cut. As you try to help Blair
moves your hand, "No I want to do this."

"Why Blair?" You say as your eyes meet again.

"Ow, that hurt!" "Here, I'll kiss it better." As he finished bandaging
the cut. You aren't sure which of you leans in first as your lips touch.
The first kiss sweet and innocent. You part and see the need you feel
reflected. Your hand reaches out to brush back a loose strand of hair.
Blair reaches out and holds your hand and leans his cheek into it.


"Are you OK now?" Blair asks.

"Yes, I am." You reply, as Blair leans in for another kiss. This one
more passionate and full of promise. Your lips part and tongues begin
the dance of the ages.

"Ummm, Blair should we be doing this now?  I mean the rest of the ladies
will be back soon." You say as you both break for much needed air.

"Do you want to stop?" Blair asks.

"No, not really but where are we going?" You ask with laughter in your
eyes.

"Where ever you want to. For now lets just try going this way." Blair
says as he reaches over and gently picks you up. "You, young lady, need
to keep off your feet and get some rest. You can do that in my room."
Blair says in a mock serious tone.

As Blair carries you from the bathroom to his room you marvel a his
strength concealed under that tanned skin. 'So soft' you think as you
run your hands up to clasp around his neck. You arms feel the soft
silkiness of his hair. Your mouth begins to kiss downwards until you

kiss at the curve of the neck and feel a delightful little shiver.


Blair places you upon his bed he rewards you planting kisses along your
lips and neck. Moving down he begins to unbutton your shirt.

        
Once more you both look into each others eyes. Blair tenderly wipes the
sweat from your forehead, he stretches out along side your smaller
frame. You feel his hardness press into your hip. Blair continues to
kiss your lips moving down to your neck. Words seem so unnecessary now.


His lips move to your breast, teasing the rosy bud, before taking it
into his hot mouth. You arch and writhe beneath him. Your mouth seeks
out that spot at the curve of the shoulder, while your hands seek out
the hardness.

Blair's mouth moves to your bandaged hand lightly kissing it before
returning to your mouth. While your tongues duel once more.

Your hands caress returning to his back rubbing down, kneading. "Please
Blair now."

Blair puts a finger to your lips, "Easy now, no need to plead." He
reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out a wrapped condom. Looking
at you he says, "You are sure, right?"

You reach over and remove the condom from the package begin to unroll it
onto Blair's penis. You look up into his eyes, "Are _you_ sure? You
don't have to do this for me you know." "I know I want this and I want
you." He says as he positions himself above you. Looking deeply into
each others eyes, he enters you, filling you comfortably. Your eyes
close to allow yourself to concentrate more fully on the feelings.


Claiming your mouth once more, you decide to turn the tables on Blair.
Summoning an energy borne of desire, you roll over so you are straddling
Blair.  You dimly hear his intake of breath as you begin to kiss, and
taste all that is before you. Pausing briefly to tease his nipples,
Blair begins to writhe beneath you.

As your pace begins to quicken, and you both near release Blair executes
another roll.

Looking into each others eyes you each realize that you both are ready
to tumble over the edge. Your pace quickens to almost animal intensity.
As you climax you feel you push Blair over the edge at the same time.
Breathlessly, Blair collapses next to you.  You both bask in the
afterglow, common place things like fixing a pump are forgotten, or are
they.

The End???            
    
I _know_ I didn’t write half of what my brain was able to come up with.
;o)

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