Repost of "Breaking Free"
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writefictionTitle/Chapter: Breaking Free (32/?)
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No wives, no kids. They still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: Typical Zaylor
Previous Chapters
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Zac's POV
Kissing Taylor is like nothing I've ever experienced before. Just the taste of him makes me high. After this fight, laying in a pile of leaves kissing him is more than I could ever ask for. And at this moment he's more than willing. I can't believe he's letting me kiss and fondle him outside in the public. Granted we're in a back yard, but there aren't any fences. A neighbor, or Isaac for that matter, could walk out of their house at any time. But seeing as how my brother doesn't seem to care, I'm going wherever this leads.
I pull away from Taylor and look into his eyes. They're so dark with lust it makes me groan. I push his shirt up, kissing his navel tenderly. He moans, his back arching, tugging at my hair. Then he sits up, raising his arms to let me pull his t-shirt off all the way.
I toss the article of clothing away, sitting back on my heels. I pull my brother against me, hugging him tightly as I place light kisses over his shoulders and collarbone. He tilts my head up after a moment we're eye to eye. He strokes my cheek lightly with the back of his fingers as we just stare; saying nothing and everything all at once.
"I love you so much, Zachary," Taylor says softly. "More than I could ever tell you." I kiss his fingers lightly.
"The feeling's more than mutual," I reply. Then I gently lay him back down, cradling the back of his head in my palm as I do so. I kiss his forehead and his cheek, then nuzzle into his neck.
Taylor sighs quietly and lifts my face to his, kissing me softly. I kiss him back, letting his tongue part my lips and tease the roof of my mouth. His kisses are so sweet and his caresses so soft. His fingertips dance along the line of my shoulders as our lips press tighter and our tongues fight frantically for dominance.
I move my mouth to his jaw and then his neck. As I kiss the spot just below his ear, he makes an aroused noise. I feel him fumbling between us, undoing his jeans. Then he's grabbing me by the wrist and shoving my hand down the front of his pants.
I moan and give him a few good tugs.
"Oh god," he groans and tries to shimmy out of his pants. But he's wearing those ripped, too-tight jeans again and it's not working as well as intended. So I pull back and peel the denim off his legs.
Taylor sits up then and begins working on the closures of my pants. I rest my hands lightly on his shoulders, kissing the crown of his head. I work my way down, pressing my lips to his temple and cheek. Then I tilt his chin up, kissing him softly as he sighs against my mouth.
He tries to push my jeans down, but my position keeps the fabric from budging. He's relentless though, and keeps pulling until I shift enough for the two of us to release me from my pants. Taylor tosses them aside, neither of us caring where they land. Then he lays down again, pulling me on top of him.
I know this is it. I know we're going to take the final step this time; we're going to go all the way and I know it's going to happen any minute. I've pictured this moment a thousand times in my head and not once was it in the back yard of a recording studio in a little suburban town. But now that it's happening, I can't picture it any other way.
Somewhere between the kissing and rubbing and touching, our boxer shorts have been peeled away and thrown in opposite directions of the yard. It's all so overwhelming; the sounds, the emotion, the pleasure. The next thing I know, Taylor's spreading the pre-cum oozing from my tip along the length of my cock and positioning me at his entrance. I pull back and look into his clear blue eyes.
"Tay?" I whisper nervously, and not because we're in plain view of at least three houses.
"Zac," he replies. That look in his eyes is all I need to sink my raging erection into his most intimate place.
Comments?
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No wives, no kids. They still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: Typical Zaylor
Previous Chapters
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Zac's POV
Kissing Taylor is like nothing I've ever experienced before. Just the taste of him makes me high. After this fight, laying in a pile of leaves kissing him is more than I could ever ask for. And at this moment he's more than willing. I can't believe he's letting me kiss and fondle him outside in the public. Granted we're in a back yard, but there aren't any fences. A neighbor, or Isaac for that matter, could walk out of their house at any time. But seeing as how my brother doesn't seem to care, I'm going wherever this leads.
I pull away from Taylor and look into his eyes. They're so dark with lust it makes me groan. I push his shirt up, kissing his navel tenderly. He moans, his back arching, tugging at my hair. Then he sits up, raising his arms to let me pull his t-shirt off all the way.
I toss the article of clothing away, sitting back on my heels. I pull my brother against me, hugging him tightly as I place light kisses over his shoulders and collarbone. He tilts my head up after a moment we're eye to eye. He strokes my cheek lightly with the back of his fingers as we just stare; saying nothing and everything all at once.
"I love you so much, Zachary," Taylor says softly. "More than I could ever tell you." I kiss his fingers lightly.
"The feeling's more than mutual," I reply. Then I gently lay him back down, cradling the back of his head in my palm as I do so. I kiss his forehead and his cheek, then nuzzle into his neck.
Taylor sighs quietly and lifts my face to his, kissing me softly. I kiss him back, letting his tongue part my lips and tease the roof of my mouth. His kisses are so sweet and his caresses so soft. His fingertips dance along the line of my shoulders as our lips press tighter and our tongues fight frantically for dominance.
I move my mouth to his jaw and then his neck. As I kiss the spot just below his ear, he makes an aroused noise. I feel him fumbling between us, undoing his jeans. Then he's grabbing me by the wrist and shoving my hand down the front of his pants.
I moan and give him a few good tugs.
"Oh god," he groans and tries to shimmy out of his pants. But he's wearing those ripped, too-tight jeans again and it's not working as well as intended. So I pull back and peel the denim off his legs.
Taylor sits up then and begins working on the closures of my pants. I rest my hands lightly on his shoulders, kissing the crown of his head. I work my way down, pressing my lips to his temple and cheek. Then I tilt his chin up, kissing him softly as he sighs against my mouth.
He tries to push my jeans down, but my position keeps the fabric from budging. He's relentless though, and keeps pulling until I shift enough for the two of us to release me from my pants. Taylor tosses them aside, neither of us caring where they land. Then he lays down again, pulling me on top of him.
I know this is it. I know we're going to take the final step this time; we're going to go all the way and I know it's going to happen any minute. I've pictured this moment a thousand times in my head and not once was it in the back yard of a recording studio in a little suburban town. But now that it's happening, I can't picture it any other way.
Somewhere between the kissing and rubbing and touching, our boxer shorts have been peeled away and thrown in opposite directions of the yard. It's all so overwhelming; the sounds, the emotion, the pleasure. The next thing I know, Taylor's spreading the pre-cum oozing from my tip along the length of my cock and positioning me at his entrance. I pull back and look into his clear blue eyes.
"Tay?" I whisper nervously, and not because we're in plain view of at least three houses.
"Zac," he replies. That look in his eyes is all I need to sink my raging erection into his most intimate place.
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Date: April 22nd, 2008 11:07 pm (UTC)awwwwww!!!!!!!!
....AWWWWW!
yup, that about covers it.
♥!
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Date: April 23rd, 2008 12:13 am (UTC)no subject
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