#3221: Hard by the Fire – Chile
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Raul and Vicente are a couple spending their long weekend at the ski resort Portillo. Despite the cold weather, things get heated between the two, and their relationship only gets stronger.
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Vicente wasn't a fan of cold weather, not at all. He spent his whole life in a country that didn't know much about winter, and he wasn't going to change it until he met his boyfriend and the love of his life, Raul. He was the one who always wanted an adventure, who always wanted to try something new, and Vicente just had to comply and follow him whenever he would go. When Raul offered to go on a ski trip, Vicente declined instantly. He knew not to romanticise snow and everything that came with it. He couldn't stand the cold in any of its force, and he wasn't going to change his mind. Or he thought that he wasn't going to change his mind, but he did the moment Raul looked at him with his deep eyes and asked once again, nicely, with a tremble in his voice. Vicente hated the way love made him act, but he didn't have another choice. He had to make his boyfriend happy even if it came at a cost to his comfort. He knew that he would get a reward for his behaviour later, and he just hoped that it was all worth it in the end.
When they arrived at the resort, he didn't instantly change his mind about the snow, not at all. The cold weather was getting to him, even though they had to buy layers of clothes just for this trip alone. Raul was cheering him up and clearly enjoying the scenery and the weather to a point that he almost made Vicente feel excited about the trip, too. Almost. But not quite.
They got the skis, and Vicente learned some new information that soured his mood about the travel there—unlike Raul, who spent some time in the mountains before, he didn't know how to ski, and he very much didn't have a talent for it. He almost fell at least ten times before he even attempted to go down the path, and he felt miserable because of it. Raul didn't wait for him, and he didn't seem at all bothered by his boyfriend's lack of abilities. He was enjoying himself and, while Vicente was happy for him, he wasn't at all happy for himself.
When he finally fell into the snow and stayed there, looking and feeling miserable, Raul finally came over to check on him and offer valuable advice about skiing. As annoyed as Vicente was with him, he did take the advice seriously and even started to show some basic skills. Raul was cheering for him, making Vicente blush about it and feel awkward, but also warm inside. Love like the one that he felt for Raul was a new thing for him, and he wanted to save it for as long as possible.
After a day out in the cold, Vicente didn't feel cheerful, but Raul still found a way to make it so. They rented a room in one of the cabins, and a nice, warm dinner was already waiting for them there. Vicente was so hungry after a day out in outdoor activities, he was ready to devour anything, but the food at the resort was very good even without his wildest appetite. They continued their evening together by sitting in front of the fireplace, listening to the sound of the wood cracking inside it, and relaxing. They talked quietly about their life together, about the weather, and about the plans for the next day. It was calming and relaxing in a way Vicente didn't expect it to be. He was always a person of action, someone who couldn't sit still without doing something, but it seemed that Raul changed him more than he expected. This calmness, while unusual to him, felt good, it felt right, and he wanted to have more of it with Raul. While the evening was relaxing, the heated air between them was not, and Vicente knew that Raul felt the same way as he turned to him and looked at his boyfriend's face with an open, soft expression he saw so many times before.
They kissed, sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace. It was a slow, barely heated kiss that was meant to be a sweet reminder of the feeling between them, but as it always happened, it soon got heated, burning within both of them with desire that was meant to be only a start of the passionate night which was no doubt going to happen between them. The two moaned as they started to pull at each other's clothes, taking them off without a rush, caressing each other's skin and feeling the warmth of it. Skiing might've tired them, but not enough to stop them from enjoying each other at that moment that was transpiring between them.
Their kisses turned more desperate, and Vicente could feel how hard and needy he was at that moment. It wasn't something he could control or wanted to control because he wanted with his whole being to be with Raul in any way he wanted him to. It was a burning heat, but also a deep desire to have each other not only for the night, but for the rest of their lives. Raul smiled brightly as he got rid of Vicente's belt and put a hand in his pants. Vicente groaned, feeling a firm palm around his cock, stroking slowly. He enjoyed the touch, but he knew that he didn't want it to be it. He wanted more, so he pulled Raul closer, kissing him hard and rolling on top of him to take over control. It was going to become a fight, in a way, but he didn't mind it. If he needed to show his boyfriend what he wanted and how he wanted it, he was going to do it.
They undressed each other slowly and deliberately, kissing and sucking the opening skin, until both of them were strikingly naked on the rug in front of the fireplace. Vicente fell on top of Raul and felt their cocks rub against each other as he did it. The touch was nowhere stimulating enough to give them any satisfaction, but it was teasing and so pleasant that he couldn't resist. He ground his hips against Raul's again, feeling the same wave of sensations, hot and teasing, hitting him slowly. He looked into the eyes of the man underneath him, and he knew that what he felt deep within him might have been late, but it was also a blooming and strong love he wouldn't exchange for anything else.
They kept grinding against each other, their bodies connecting and their cocks touching, but not in a way that would give them any strong stimulation. They looked at each other and kissed deeply, just enjoying this connection far more than they would enjoy the satisfaction of actual fucking. Well, they both thought so until the heat started to burn too hot, and they both knew that it was time for them to do something about it.
Vicente spat in his palm before he put a hand around both of their lengths, pressing them together. He pressed his palm tightly around their shafts as he started to stroke fast and rough, making them both groan in pleasure. It was what they both wanted, what they needed—to cum together like that, to feel each other's pleasure with their whole bodies, enjoy every moment of it in a way that wasn't supposed to be possible, but it was thanks to how much they loved each other.
They were breathing heavily, their bodies covered in sweat, when it finally happened. They finished at the same time, Raul's stomach getting covered in the mix of their seed, and the view of his skin glistening with it made Vicente's stomach turn with another jolt of desire. Even though they finished only a moment ago, he already wanted more, but not for himself, but for Raul. He leaned to his boyfriend again, kissing his chest before he started to lick and suck off the cum they both left behind on him. Raul was groaning in pleasure, and it was like music to Vicente. He wanted to hear it over and over, louder in his ears, like an echo. He felt it with his whole body, with his whole being, and he wanted to hear it again.
Once he was done licking their shared filth off Raul's body and his skin was glistening with it, he moved lower to his cock, sucking the tip into his mouth. Raul moaned weakly, saying that he wasn't sure he was up for it so quickly, but Vicente didn't mind at all. He was going to make it work, no matter what, because he loved Raul so much and because he wanted his boyfriend to feel special, to feel loved.
The sensation of a cock inside his mouth was pleasant, Vicente couldn't lie about it. The feeling of a shaft rubbing against his lips was one of his favourite sensations in the world, and he would've thoroughly enjoyed it even if it didn't mean that he would have Raul gasping and groaning underneath him. But he did, he had him like that, and Vicente loved it. He loved the feel of Raul's hands in his hair, pulling to make him go harder, and once Raul was finally back to firm in his mouth, Vicente did start to suck him with more intensity and more passion. It felt amazing to do something like that for a person he loved, for someone he was going to keep making happy for the rest of his life if Raul would allow it.
Vicente knew that he was able to make Raul very happy as he felt cum fill his mouth, and the feeling of a cock throbbing between his lips became stronger. He swallowed it all, feeling almost high with how good it felt to give such pleasure to someone. He barely noticed that his own cock was rock hard and demanded attention, but Raul did notice.
He moved from under Vicente and got on all fours, offering his body and the pleasure they could still share. Vicente wanted it just as badly, the connection between their bodies only feeling more enjoyable thanks to the strong emotions they shared with each other.
Vicente pushed into Raul's asshole, feeling the tightness of his body around his cock. It was hot and so pleasurable, he just couldn't stop himself from groaning loudly and throwing his head back as he started to fuck into Raul's body, feeling as if he was getting the greatest pleasure in his life. And maybe it was truly so.
They were connected with loud slapping sounds, groans being shared between them, and words that were screamed into the air. Emotions did truly make it feel better, much better than their sex would've been if it were a simple one night stand. They knew each other, they knew what the other wanted and needed, and they were giving it away willingly and without a second thought because it felt right and because there was no other answer to the way they made each other feel.
Vicente felt pleasure overtake him as he spilled into Raul, his whole body singing from release. He almost toppled forward, and they stayed lying on the floor, laughing and smiling as the happiness overwhelmed both of them at that moment.
