The Darker Side of Combat!

The first time Billy tried to top, it was anti-climactic, and neither party enjoyed it. Billy felt strange, and it wasn't the turn on he hoped it would be. Little John didn't enjoy the intrusion, or the play around his asshole, and the two ended up jerking each other off instead, before curling up together and going to sleep. 

Following this frustration, several weeks went by before either had time alone with one another. They didn't talk about it, and the fight to stay alive became more important than exploring sexual fantasies, or the depths that their relationship was gaining. 

Then, after a long night on patrol, Billy and Little John had the day light hours off. When Little John woke up, horny and alone with Billy in the seclusion of the hay loft they'd been sleeping in, he watched Billy sleep for about five minutes then took action. 

Little John eased his hand onto Billy's flat stomach, then under his shirt to warm, sweaty skin underneath. He moved slowly, hoping to let Billy sleep, and imagining that he might have been teasing a good wet dream into his brain. He toyed with Billy's nipples for a bit, then sank his hand slowly into Billy's pants, and under the waist band of his shorts. 

He found what he was looking for and moaned softly, just at the feel of Billy's junk in his hand. Before long Billy's length was responding, and Billy was moaning in his sleep. The smaller man had turned onto his back and his legs had opened, giving Little John easier access. 

Little John undid the slacks and eased Billy's pants and shorts down, then leaned over his hips and took Billy into his mouth. Little John had never done it before, and never even wanted to do it, but there was something deeply satisfying about taking Billy into his mouth, coating his length with saliva, and urging him to hardness with his tongue and lips. 

Billy didn't taste bad either. Just sweaty, and like he smelled when he masturbated. After a bit, Little John remembered how sensitive Billy's ass was, and his fingers quested for his hole, then pressed into the still tight muscle of the sphincter. 

Billy moaned and stiffened, and then Little John felt Billy's fingers in his hair. He raised his head, eyes finding Billy's sleepy pupils barely focused on him. Little John moved his right hand up the flat plane of Billy's belly, finding a nipple and toying with it. Billy's free hand tangled with his as Little John sank once more over his length. 

Billy let out the most luxurious groan Little John had ever heard, and he smiled into what he was doing, delighted at the sounds he could make the smaller man utter. He continued languidly sucking, licking and swallowing Billy. 

Before long Billy's hand had found his own hips and Little John focused on giving Billy access. In seconds his fly was open, and Little John's length was in Billy's talented hands. Little John reached across Billy's body for his musette bag. He found the small pot of lubrication that he'd bought a week before and he coated his fingers with it before he started working one, then two fingers, into Billy's ass. 

The intrusion distracted Billy for a few moments, then made him work all the harder at bringing Little John to full hardness. When Little John was ready, Billy pushed him flat on his back, ditched his pants, then knelt with his bottom lined up with Little John's dick. 

Billy put his hands on Little John's chest, reached behind him, and eased the thick, hard probe between his lubricated cheeks. 

Little John watched Billy's face, fascinated, enjoying the look of shock, then absolute concentration, a flash of pain, then Billy's eyes rolling back in his head as he sank over Little John. He bounced a few times, then managed to fit all of Little John inside. Billy leaned back and felt down his belly until he found the rounded tip of Little John's hardness inside him. He sucked his breath in, and showed Little John where the protrusion formed a small bump on the wall of his stomach. 

Little John grinned, proud, and Billy began to move, delighting in the feeling of the length inside him, and the bump moving against his skin. He was so focused on the curious feeling that he almost came prematurely. 

Soon his focuse shifted and Little John was guiding his hips into a regular rhythm. This time Billy was facing him and Little John pushed up on his elbows and tried kissing Billy. It was awkward at first, and their lips were unaccustomed to the action, but after a time they relaxed into the movements. Billy practiced kissing, nipping, sucking on Little John's lips and tasting his tongue, all while moving his hips and feeling that glorious movement inside his belly. 

His undoing came when Little John added his hand to Billy's length. It took seconds for Billy to stiffen, cumming on Little John's belly, his ass closing tight around the length inside him. Little John grunted, doubled his efforts, plowed into Billy's backside and came, jerking his hips into Billy until he was spent. 

Billy stayed connected to Little John as long as he could, then lay next to him while he felt Little John's seed easing out of his hole. They fell asleep that way.