Changing the Mirage
Chapter 9"Oh my gosh," Taylor spoke getting out of the car. "This is fucking amazing," he finished looking out over the landscape.
"Glad you like it," Shane smiled as he walked to the trunk of the vehicle to get their bags out. Shane had planned a weekend getaway trip for them to go up to the mountains. Even though they spent lot of time together neither had officially earned over nights at the other’s place. This would be their first time spending the night together in the same house and bed. They hadn’t discussed anything about their physical relationship, allowing things to progress at their own pace. Taylor couldn’t help but feel, even if it didn’t happen on this trip, perhaps it was approaching. And Shane decided, within himself, that he’d leave that up to Taylor. He could tell his feelings were developing stronger for him as they continued getting to know each other and as the days passed on. Even though he couldn’t wait for them to have sex, he definitely wasn’t going to push or pressure him into it. He would keep the same mentality as he had throughout their relationship so far.
"Love it," he corrected. "I may not want to leave on Sunday."
"Well, we’ll eventually have to. But I have some fun things planned for us. Canoeing, hiking, biking, the whole nine," Taylor quickly snatched off his sunglasses and looked at Shane blankly. "What?" Shane finally asked after he hadn’t said anything and his facial expression didn’t change.
"I’m sorry. Have we met before? When have I ever given you the impression that I hike, bike or anything else that remotely seems like exercise?"
"You haven’t."
"Oh okay, good. I didn’t think so, but I wanted to make sure. So in case I had I wouldn’t do it again." He replied picking up one of the lighter bags.
"But regardless, you’ll go with me."
"I will, will I?"
"Yes," Shane grunted, picking up the heavier one.
"Why is that?"
"Because you love me," he smiled leaning close to his face. Taylor opened his mouth to protest but quickly closed it. Shane smirked and kissed him quickly on the lips before heading toward their cabin. Taylor shut the trunk and thought over his words. He wasn’t sure of what he was feeling exactly. But if it wasn’t love, he really wanted to know what it was. After all, he was going to go hiking for him.
"I think every muscle in my body may be sore," Taylor whined as Shane reentered the room. They had gone hiking earlier and Taylor had individually decided that they would take showers and relax the rest of the night.
Shane walked over to him and smiled before leaning down and kissing him. He slowly ran his hand down his chest until he reached a particular destination. Taylor moaned against his mouth as he landed a few favorable strokes.
"Not every one," he smirked after they separated.
"That’s not a bad thing though."
"No it’s not," Shane replied as he walked over to the fireplace. Taylor watched as he stirred the fire and threw a few more logs on before repeating the process. He bit his lip as the fire glowed against his skin, casting the perfect light as the muscles in his shoulders, back and chest flexed under his actions. He was amazing in every way. He hadn’t bargained he’d let anyone into his life this quickly, but he was glad he took a chance on Shane. It was proving to be a very good decision on his part. Although they kept telling themselves and one another they were taking things slow, their relationship had progressed a lot faster than either expected. It was quick, but it was also comfortable. And neither could deny that fact.
"So," Shane bounced down beside Taylor; propping himself up on his arm. "What do you want to do tomorrow?"
"I don’t know," he shrugged sliding closer to him; wanting to feel Shane’s skin against his own. "But I know what I want to do tonight," he whispered, leaving soft kisses against his neck.
"Mmm, is that right?"
"Yea," he breathed finally connecting their lips. Their kiss was automatically deep and filled with passion. Although at one point in their relationship Shane would have questioned Taylor’s feelings, the quick progression of their becoming an ‘us’ had done a lot to change it. There were still parts of him that he felt were closed off, but he knew with time and patience he’d let him into those areas as well.
He let out a pleasing groan as Taylor repositioned himself between his legs, allowing their pelvises to touch. There was no denying that they wanted each other; each could feel the physical evidence of it.
"You’re amazing," Taylor spoke softly, hovering over Shane.
"You’re not that bad yourself," he leaned up and pecked him quickly on the lips before allowing himself to fall back in his place on the bed.
"Shane?" he raised his eyebrows, encouraging him to continue. "I want to make love to you," Shane stared intently into his eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or reservation. Those weren’t the words he was expecting to hear leave Taylor’s lips. He reached over and into one of his smaller bag, retrieving a condom and lube. Once he was sure he wouldn’t find any uncertainty, he grabbed the sides of his face and forced their lips back onto one another’s. Each tried to control themselves as their fervor kisses, slow licks and nips landed on different spots of exposed skin. Before it was real to either of them, their boxers were shed. Bare flesh, that hadn’t yet been allowed to come in contact with each other, was touching and sending bolts of pleasure through each of them.
"How do you wanna…" he trailed off. Taylor didn’t know exactly how to express his wants or desires at that moment. He realized that he didn’t know how because no one had ever asked him; always demanding and instructing him on what to do, what he liked.
"I…" Taylor swallowed hard, hoping Shane could tell what he wanted in his eyes.
"It’s okay," Shane ran his hand softly down his face. He took his sign of comfort as the go ahead that he had his answer. He firmly pressed his lips to him, initiating another fiery kiss between them.
"Let me know when," Taylor whispered breathlessly.
"I’m ready," Shane slid his hips up for even more confirmation. Taylor lined himself, allowing the tip of his penis to enter Shane slowly. He slowly rocked his hips allowing just a few more inches to enter; being sure not to overwhelm or hurt him. He took a few steadying breaths as his warmth enveloped around him. He bit his lip before giving a few gentle thrusts, maintaining the depth he was at.
"More," Shane grabbed his hips encouragingly. Taylor began to rock his hips with a more fluid, quicker precision.
"Fuck," he breathed. He took Shane’s labored breathing and choppy moans as an invitation to go faster.
He couldn’t stop his hands from travelling his body as he continued to move in and out of him. He’d never felt this way before. He couldn’t deny anything that he was feeling; the pleasure, the love that he was feeling and they were creating. He hadn’t expected to feel anything for him at all, let alone this quickly. But he was, and he did. There was no denying it. He didn’t want too. He wanted to feel it all. And at the moment, what he needed was Shane. And he had allowed himself to be connected with him on every level.
"Deeper Tay," he gripped his hips, pulling him as deep as he could go. He could feel the pressure rising up in him and he couldn’t stop the moan that escaped his mouth. Each moan matched up with a thrust. His mind was foggy with pleasure as neither his mind nor body had ever experienced anything like what was going on. And it just reinforced that he needed it. He needed to experience him; touch him; taste him; be one with him.
"God," He panted, his orgasm taking over and wrecking havoc over all of his senses. Feelings exploded around him unlike anything he had ever experienced before. The sensations overtook him...the pleasure...the undeniable love that he was feeling and they were creating. He had never expected to feel anything this intensely. But there was no denying it. He had fallen...fallen so deeply he could barely catch his breath. He had never needed someone the way he needed Shane. He needed to feel every inch of his skin, every beat of his heart.
He tried to steady his breath before finally collapsing onto Shane’s body. He was overwhelmed with emotions and pleasure and tried to gather himself. He knew there was something else that still needed to be taken care of.
"Tay," Shane whispered.
"Just," he exhaled heavily. "Give me a minute to recover," his body began moving from Shane’s chuckling beneath him. "I haven’t forgotten about you," he pushed himself up onto his shaky arms.
"I didn’t say you had."
"I’m not that selfish," he kissed down his chest, making quick work of reaching his destination.
"So you’re saying you are sel-fi-ish" he stuttered, his breath becoming staggered as his mind became hazy with pleasure. He couldn’t stop the groan that made its self known as the warmth of Taylor’s mouth surrounded him.
He was close. And his technique - long slow sucks, short fast licks, and quick perfectly placed kisses - was only bringing him closer, faster.
"Fuck Tay. I’m close," he warned; his breath heavy in his chest. But it didn’t stop him from descending down on him. In fact, it just made the vigor in which he did it that much greater. Until finally he was deep in his throat, tipping over the edge; Taylor gladly accepting everything he had to offer.
A few involuntary moans left Shane’s mouth as Taylor gave a few more teasing sucks before finally releasing him from the grasp of his mouth. Shane immediately wrapped him in his arms after he’d made his way back to laying beside him.
"Have I told you how amazing you are?" he whispered in his ear. He had. But he still didn’t mind hearing it. Despite the fact that he never felt it, Shane somehow managed to bring out the best in him. He found himself more and more taken aback by the wonderful man holding him in his arms. He didn’t know how to reply so he just pulled him closer and kissed him softly on the neck. "Good," he mumbled. Taylor smiled to himself. Despite his inability to always verbalize how he felt, he didn’t doubt that Shane knew. And that was comforting as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
"Oh, let’s go watch," Shane pointed to the open area where a group of guys were playing football. It was their last night camping, and they decided to spend it just relaxing. Although Taylor tried to convince him to just spend it having sex, he insisted they get out, see the area and enjoy all the beauty it had to offer.
"Okay," he chuckled as Shane led them to the area.
"You all need some more players?" he questioned as they made their way to one of the group of guys.
"Excuse me," Taylor shot him a look.
"We’re pretty full but we can use you as subs."
"Cool," he replied as they made their way back to the field.
"Um…"
"What? You don’t wanna play?"
"Do I look like I play football?"
"Good point," he chuckled causing him to give him an ill look. "You asked," he defended shrugging slightly.
"I can’t believe you volunteered me to play."
"They said they’re full. They only need subs. You can sit out but…I want to play."
"Yo, what’s your name?" a random guy asked.
"Shane."
"Cool, you and I can switch out in about ten."
"Cool," he spoke as he ran back off.
"You’re going to play in that?" Taylor questioned looking at his outfit. Although he was dressed somewhat casual, he still couldn’t imagine he’d be effective in what he was wearing.
"Why not?"
"Um…never mind," he shook his head.
"I have some shorts back at the cabin I can go change into."
"And what exactly do you expect me to do?"
"You can go sit with the rest of the girlfriends," he teased.
"You’re hilarious Shane McKenna."
Taylor searched the area for a spot to sit but quickly found there was none, but the ground. And although he wasn’t above sitting on the it, he just would have preferred to have something to sit on. There was a slight chill in the air and he figured he would feel it even more sitting on the bare ground.
"Hey, I figured you’d want this," Shane spoke handing him one of the small throws they packed with them.
"Thank you," Taylor smiled gratefully. He really didn’t want to have to stand for however long he decided to play. He said a few quick hello’s to some of the girls, who he assumed where girlfriend’s, already sitting and quickly spread the blanket out as Shane joined the rest of the guys he would be playing with. It had been a while since Taylor had watched football but he still could follow it pretty well. He wanted to cheer as he saw Shane run onto the field, but with his ‘girlfriend’ comment still at the forefront of his mind, he decided against it. He’d just have to be an internal cheerleader.
"God…who is that guy?" Taylor heard one of the girls to his left question. He wasn’t intentionally trying to eavesdrop on their conversation, but he couldn’t help but over hear.
"I don’t know. He’s definitely never played with them before."
"An ass like that, I could get used to seeing him every weekend."
"Amen," they all laughed. Taylor held back the laugh that wanted to come up at their exchange. He couldn’t help but smile at their exchange, and as it continued to go on.
As the game progressed, Taylor caught himself looking around several times to make sure no one else heard the gasps the left his mouth when Shane received, what he thought, was a particularly hard push. But eventually his cheers and rooting began to blend right in with everyone else watching.
Taylor pushed his sunglasses on top of his head, pushing his hair back as Shane jogged over to him.
"Having fun?" he smiled kneeling down beside where he was sitting.
"Yea, you’re doing great out there," he returned his smile. He could feel the girl’s eyes still on him as Shane chatted him up. He wanted to grab his face and plant one on him just to prove he was unavailable, but resisted the temptation. He couldn’t deny that what they were saying was slightly entertaining although listening to them promise what they would do to him if they had the chance, even brought a blush to his face at times. But it just made his smile increase more knowing that he would get to do it anytime he wanted. And he took a few mental notes so they could experiment later when they got back to the cabin.
"Thanks," he shrugged. "It’s been a while since I played."
"Can’t tell,"
"Oh, here," he spoke, pulling his shirt over his head.
"Um…don’t ya think it’s a little chilly out here," he asked, stealing a glance at the girl’s who’d been speaking highly of him earlier. They had yet to take their eyes off of him.
"It’s too much," he shook his head.
"McKenna," one of the guys called for him. "Let’s go," he motioned for him back on the field.
"I won’t be much longer. Promise," Shane smiled.
"No worries. I’m enjoying watching you," Taylor replied lowering his voice.
"Good. You and I can play our own game of tackle football later," he grinned deviously.
"Deal," he pushed his glasses back down on his face.
"You’re holding up the game."
"Gotta go," he winked before kissing him on the lips. Taylor heard the girls gasp as Shane ran back onto the field. He didn’t even try to hide the smile that covered his face.
"Uh, I bet they have the hottest sex," someone declared. Taylor could feel the warm red color beginning to fill his cheeks. Because, honestly, their sex was pretty hot.