A Blanket of Snow
Hi yall!! I have the next installment in the story, this one is defiantly spicy but also very cute. Once again I'll say that I'm marking this as a "lemon" fic, cause I'm old and also I just want to avoid potential strikes lol. As always please support my Ao3 and I hope yall enjoy~!
When Montanha was little, the snow came in December. White Christmas mornings were normal and there were always at least one or two snow days for him to enjoy. At some point though, the weather warmed, and white Christmas’s became rarer and rarer. Kids didn’t even know what a snow day was anymore, as even the coldest days only ever produced an inch of grey slosh that was cleared by five in the morning.
But now that the world had ended, ironically, it had begun to heal itself. Montanha had watched it happen slowly as Rosie grew up, the snow slowly moving back from being an early spring storm, to it once again snowing in December. The snow was heavier now too, looking like something out of a movie when he glanced outside the window. Heaps of snow covering the earth like a beautiful blanket of pure white linen.
As soon as Rosie saw the snow outside she was rushing to put on her boots and jacket, throwing everything on top of her pajamas as she grinned ear to ear, “Let’s go play in the snow, dad!!” Montanha chuckled, seeing her excitement, “Ok, ok, I’ll go find my boots. Asher you wanna join us?”
He needn’t have asked. Asher was already putting on his own boots, coat and hat as he smiled at him, “Ready when you are, big guy.” Montanha laughed at this, but felt just as eager as them as he rushed to grab his own snow gear.
Soon the three of them were outside, Rosie immediately throwing herself down into the snow as she started to make a snow angel. “That’s the spirit, Rosie!” Asher said before falling back into the snow himself, landing with a soft puff as he started making an angel of his own. Montanha seeing this, gave a small shrug as he casually leaned back, landing into the snow with a crash.
The three of them work on their snow angels for a few minutes, before sitting up to admire their work. Rosie’s was pretty much the golden standard of snow angels, with a head and two wings as well as the typical dress shape made with the legs. Asher’s was more or less the same as Rosie’s, if not a bit too big on the wing side.
Montanha’s was a big oval shape. You couldn’t even see the impression of the head.
Asher, seeing this, snorted before falling back into the snow as he began to roll around, clutching his stomach with how hard he was laughing, “You, you made the first snow oval!” he choked out between the fits of laughter. Montanha looked over at Asher, his angel now ruined and wrinkled his nose in amusement, holding back his own laughter, “Well now yours is a square.” Montanha said, grin creeping up on his lips as he did. This sent Asher into a bigger fit of laughter as he continued to snort.
His laughter was cut short, as he was suddenly hit with a snowball, making him sit up to see who had attacked him and smiling when he saw Rosie standing there, holding back her laugh as she prepared a second snowball. “Oh, so it’s war then.” He said as he grabbed up some snow to make a snowball, throwing one at Rosie, who shrieked with laughter.
Asher felt another snowball hit him from the side, and turned his head to find Montanha smiling now, “Hey, you make war with my daughter. You make war with me.” Montanha said, Asher reflected his wide grin. “So be it!” he shouted as he threw a snowball, hitting Montanha in the chest. “oh it’s on!” Montanha said, as he grabbed up a ton of snow, making a huge snowball to throw at him.
Before he can throw it however, he got hit from behind and Montanha turned his head around to find Rosie standing there with a big grin. Montanha gasped in disbelief, “Daughter!? You betray me!”
“I work alone! It's every man for themselves!” she shouted, as she launched another snowball at both him and Asher. Soon it was a three-way battle, Rosie being quick to chuck sloppily made snowballs at the two older men. Asher was going for the tried-and-true method of faking them both out, before attacking whoever flinched. Montanha, meanwhile, just made big snowballs, that way they were more likely to hit.
After a few minutes, Rosie got bored and decided to go around where there was more snow, to try and build a snowman. Leaving the two grown men to continued their icy brawl. “Give up! You can't fight forever!” Montanha yelled playfully, as he began grabbing up a huge mound of snow to form a giant snowball, and holding it above his head to lob at the red headed man.
Asher, seeing this, charged at him while yelling a battle cry. Tackling Montanha and himself into the snowbank, the mound of snow falling on both of them. “There, now no one wins!” he said with a laugh. Montanha grinned, his cheeks red from the cold, and wrinkled in the corner of his eyes as he looked up at Asher, “heh, well, I guess we'll call it a draw this time.” he joked.
Still laughing a little, they gazed at each other fondly. From where Asher sat, Montanha looked absolutely fetching. His long, dark brown hair fanned out beneath him in the snow and his dark eyes shining, as small white clouds of breath escape from his parted lips.
Expression soft, he stared at Montanha for a moment, before he leaned in a bit to kiss him gently on the lips. Montanha melted into the kiss, the touch of Asher’s lips instantly banishing the cold as his heart raced in his chest.
They kiss for a long moment, before Asher pulled away and the two of them look at each other lovingly, “Man, that still blows my mind every time we do that.” Montanha breathed, looking at Asher with half lidded eyes. “I've got more than that, I promise.” Asher assured.
“Then, would you kiss me again?” Asher smiled warmly as he kissed Montanha a little deeper this time. Montanha slowly bringing his arms up to wrap them around his neck as they kiss, Asher relaxed fully on top of Montanha as he brought his hands on each side of his face.
Montanha and Asher remained kissing in the snow, both feeling hot despite the cold, as they exchanged breaths with each other. Montanha could feel the heat on his cheeks starting to travel lower down in his body, his hands following suit, as they start to travel down Asher's back.
However, before his hands could reach anywhere particularly risqué, their suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps and Rosie's voice, “Dad! Asher! Come check out this snowman I made!” Asher was the first to rise up from where he was sitting, “Be there in a sec, Trapper!”
He looked back at Montanha and smiled a bit apologetically, “To be continued?” Montanha looked slightly disappointed, but then he nodded with a smile, “Absolutely.” The two of them then stand up and then head over in Rosie's direction to go see the snowman.
* * *
In hindsight, Montanha was pretty grateful for his daughter Rosie calling out the elephant in the room, when it came to Asher and their relationship. If it wasn’t for her, he had no doubt in his mind, that he would’ve continued to pine for the redheaded man and do nothing about it.
Now Montanha’s days felt a lot rosier and bright as the two of them hit this puppy love sort of phase, both often gazing at each other fondly or holding hands or even cuddling with each other. They also shared a lot of small quick pecks on the lips throughout the day. Though ever since that kiss out in the snow, their kissing started getting a lot more involved.
Sitting on the couch, both were alone in the living room as Asher was kissing Montanha deeply, holding the back of his head with one hand, while the other rested on the small of his back. Montanha’s arms were once again around Asher’s neck as he gently ran his fingers threw his dark copper hair, though soon he found his hands drifting downwards, until they finally grabbed at Asher’s hips, giving them a light squeeze. Asher pulled back as he let out a small laugh, “Getting a little handsy there aren’t we?”
“Is it too much?” Montanha asked, Asher shook his head, “I’m fine with it if you are. Though I’ll have to warn you, if you start getting too handsy, I might have to start getting handsy too.” he playfully warned. Montanha considered that.
He knew he had told Asher that he wanted to take things slowly, but honestly he’d wanted Asher for so long, craved his touch so much. That now that they were in this position, his desire was starting to eat at him from the inside out, which is why he gave Asher an equally playful look as he spoke, “Well maybe I’d like that.”
Grinning, Asher pulled him in for another kiss, the hand that had been resting on his back starting to go down lower, till he gave his ass a light squeeze. A laugh rumbled in Montanha’s chest, as he sank himself down to start laying on the couch, taking Asher with him.
Asher, now laying on his chest, started moving his kisses off Montanha’s lips, slowly moving along Montanha’s jaw and down his neck. Montanha let out a small groan as he helped Asher maneuver his legs, so that he could properly straddle him, as he then moved his arms to wrap around his waist.
His hands were about to snake their way under the hem of Montanha’s jeans, when suddenly the front door is thrown open by Rosie, who came in with a big smile. “Hey guys you won’t-!” she stopped for a moment though when she saw both men sitting up quickly from the couch. “oh, were you guy’s napping? Sorry.”
“It, it’s alright sweetheart, we were just taking a little rest that’s all.” Montanha assured quickly, his face flushed with embarrassment. “What, uh, did you discover, Trapper?” Asher added looking a little flustered as well. Rosie noticed their embarrassment and gave them both a suspicious look, before shrugging it off with a grin, far too excited to tell her news, “The pond has frozen up!”
“Oh? The pond? I didn’t think it would’ve frozen over yet.” Montanha said as he and Asher try to subtly untangle themselves from each other. “Well I was just walking down to the pond cause I wanted to see if there were any frozen parts yet. And I saw that it’s already completely frozen over!”
“That’s pretty cool kiddo, you want us come check it out with you?” Asher asked. “Yeah! That way you can tell me if it’s safe to walk on or not.” She chirped with a smile. So both men suit up and follow the preteen girl as she happily led them down the river.
Reaching the pond, it seemed to be covered in a sheet of ice, and when Montanha stomped on it with his boot, he found it was pretty sturdy. Still, he decided to test it further by taking a few careful steps on the ice. If anyone were going to crack the ice, it would be him. Still, even after a couple steps in there was no cracking, which was a good sign.
Montanha walked a couple more feet out and when he found himself still standing he looked over to Asher, “Seems pretty sturdy, but can you come check it out?”
“Sure.” Asher said coming over, once he reached Montanha he crouched down, brushing some snow aside to look at the ice itself. Finding the color to be dark and clear, Asher nodded as he stood back up, “Yeah it looks pretty good. In fact, I think if we came back out here with some shovels and an icepick we could definitely make a hole and build a little ice fishing hut.”
“Ice fishing?” Montanha said with a raised brow. “Yeah, you know. When you cut a hole in some ice and fish?”
“I don’t think I’ve tried that before.”
“Well then we definitely should try it. Come on it’ll be fun.”
“Well I can’t think of a better way to kill time’ Montanha joked before shrugging, ‘sure, let’s go grab some stuff then.”
After a short trip back to the cabin to grab some tools, the three of them get back on the pond and get to work cutting out a square hole in the thick ice. After that is done they made themselves a little shelter with some leftover planks of wood Montanha had laying around. When they were done the shelter looked fairly simple, but it functioned as intended and kept the cold wind out. So whoever wanted to come and fish wouldn’t be too cold, and could sit here for a few hours to catch as many fish as they wanted.
“This looks awesome guys! I can’t wait to test this out!” Rosie yelled, looking excited. “Well it’ll have to be another day though, it looks like it’s starting to get dark out already, so we best head in.” Montanha said, as he noted the falling sun. With that, the three of them packed up their tools and headed back home to warm up.
* * *
During the late hours, Asher and Montanha once again kissed each other heatedly, as they laid on Montanha’s bed. Montanha’s habit of not wearing a shirt to bed made it easy for Asher to feel him up, running his thumbs lightly down the old scars on Montanha’s chest, “I always thought these looked pretty” he cooed softly. “There not all that special.” Montanha mumbled, a bit bashful.
“Well they’re a lot prettier than the ones I got.” Asher joked a little. “Do you have a lot of scars now?” Montanha asked, curious. “it’s mostly on my back, a Creature may have gotten the jump on me once or twice.”
“Can I see them?” Asher flushed a little at the request, looking away, “I mean if you want. It’s not a pretty sight though.” Needless, Asher sat up, throwing off his shirt before turning to show Montanha the many long cuts along his back.
Montanha gazed upon the myriad of scars, frowning a little at just how many long scratches graced his pale skin. Raising a hand to touch Asher’s back, he ran his fingers down along some of the longer scars, “I’m so sorry…” he breathed. “Don’t be, it’s a small price to pay to be able to wipe those fuckin things off the face of the earth.” Asher muttered darkly. “Does your back ever hurt?”
“It gets stiff sometimes, that’s all.”
“Would you like me to massage them?”
“Sure if you don’t mind it.”
“Not at all, now lay on your stomach.” Montanha said. Asher laid himself down, so his back was exposed, as Montanha moved himself over. Sitting behind him, he reached down and started gently rubbing Asher’s scars in long, smooth strokes, his large hands gliding easily over the surface of his back. Asher let out a deep sigh, “Oh that feels nice.”
Montanha smiled as he continued working his muscles, softly squeezing and rolling the muscle between his hands, loosening up the built-up tension. “Oohh that’s heavenly.” Asher groaned, feeling his tension melt away. “Yah like that, baby?” Montanha drawled, voice low, as he now used his knuckles to add a steady pressure, using deep movements.
“Mmm yes~”
“I’m glad, I just wanna make yah feel good, baby.” Montanha said slowly, Asher moaned out gently as Montanha worked him a little longer. But soon Asher turned himself to look at Montanha, “Not fair that I’m having all the fun here. What can I do to make you feel good, big guy?” he asked.
“I can think of a few things.”
“Well then come here, let me see what I can do.”
The two then switched positions, Montanha laying on his back as Asher now sat, straddling him a little. Leaning down as he started to kiss Montanha’s neck, his hands massaging Montanha’s torso as he steadily made his way down his dark tan skin, kissing his way down his hairy chest, and giving his attention to his chest scars and nipples.
Montanha moaned a little louder now, as Asher kissed and licked them, playing with his chest. He didn’t even notice as Asher slid his hand underneath the hem of his boxers, and he ended up letting out a surprised little gasp when he felt Asher’s fingers start to play with his folds. Asher paused a moment, “Sorry, that too much?”
“No, it just took me by surprise a little, please keep going.” Asher gave Montanha a smile as he got back to kissing his chest, now switching to his other nipple as his fingers go back to massaging Montanha’s folds. “God damn that feels nice.” Montanha breathed, already feeling himself start to get a bit wet.
The moment is shattered however, when suddenly the two men hear Rosie scream from across the cabin. Both men shoot up fast, Montanha almost headbutting Asher in the process. Quickly, both men scrambled out of the bed and go running to Rosie’s room, Montanha getting there first as he flung open the door, “Rosie?!” he exclaimed, heart racing out of his chest in panic.
Rosie was breathing heavily, her eyes wide in panic. When Montanha busted in, she turned to look at him, looking extremely pale with tears in her eyes, “D-Dad!”
“What’s wrong Rosie? What happened??” Montanha asked, coming over to her while Asher hung out by the door frame, looking around for potential threats. Rosie, meanwhile, was trembling, “I’m bleeding.” She said shakily. “Where? Where are you bleeding? Did you cut yourself?” Asher asked, keeping his voice even, as he could see she was afraid.
Rosie shook her head though, “I didn’t, I, I was sleeping and I-my stomach started to hurt! And, and now there’s so much blood! Am I dying??” Rosie babbled, tears running down her face. Montanha and Asher both furrow their brows for a moment as they think about what she’s saying. After a moment, Montanha got a hunch as he reached out to lift her blankets, peeking in to see what was going on.
As soon as he lifted it up he could see the blood staining both her bed sheets and her pajama pants, and instantly he understood. Turning to Asher he gave him a small smile, “Hey can you go into my bathroom and grab this small bag I keep under the sink? The blue one.” Montanha asked, Asher’s brows were still furrowed, but he nodded before heading back to the room.
Letting go of the blanket he calmly reached out, wiping away Rosie’s tears, “Hey it’s alright, shhh, it’s ok honey. You’re not dying. You just got your period is all.” Rosie was sniffling and still breathing fast but she looked at him, “My period?”
“Yeah, remember what I told you about puberty? And that talk about all the changes that would happen? That’s all this is, hon.” He reassured giving her a soft smile. “Is it supposed to be that much?” Rosie asked, she was still scared but already her panic was starting to settle. “Depends on the lady or the fella, but I promise it’s safe, ok? You’ll be ok.” Montanha assured again. Rosie nodded as her tears finally started to dry.
Once she was calm, Montanha helped her out of bed and made quick work of stripping off her sheets, while she went and changed clothing. When Asher came back he took the bag from him and pulled out a small menstrual cup he had scavenged some time ago in anticipation for this day. He then quickly went over how to put it on and how to take it out before giving it to her for her to try.
Soon as everything was cleaned up and taken care of, Rosie looked at her Dad embarrassed, “sorry for freaking out…”
“That’s alright Sprout, it ain’t easy waking up to see blood when you aren’t expecting it. Scares everyone the first time. Did you wanna come sleep with us tonight sweetheart? You’re bed sheets are gonna have to soak in the tub tonight to get the stain out.” He offered, Rosie just quietly nodded as Montanha gave her a hug, telling her to go on ahead and get comfortable.
Once she was gone he looked at Asher and gave him an apologetic smile, “Sorry, guess we’ll have to continue another time.”
“Hey that’s fine, things happen, and she needs a bit of comfort right now.”
“Just feels like every time we get close to doing it, something comes up. Maybe it’s a sign, maybe we’re rushing into this…” He sighed.
Placing a hand on his cheek, he gave Montanha a gentle smile, “Hey it’s ok. I told you that I’d wait for you. So if you don’t feel ready, then I’ll wait for you no matter how long, Mountain Man.” Asher reassured, Montanha leaned his face into Asher’s touch and smiled a bit in relief, he then gave him a quick kiss before the two of them headed to bed.
* * *
It only took two days of Rosie laying around, complaining about the pain in her stomach and feeling lethargic, before she seemed to bounce back completely. Such was the benefit of being young. Soon she was back to running around like nothing happened.
Montanha meanwhile, was having a tougher time and having second thoughts.
Really, Montanha knew he should stop, the more they played their games, the more likely something would happen. And was he ready for that? He knew there would be consequences if they did it, there always was. Not to mention, he didn’t have any protection and with all the snow it would be incredibly stupid to try to go down the mountain now, not without putting one of them in unnecessary danger.
He knew all of this, but that did not stop him from thinking about his desire to touch Asher, and be touched by him. He wanted so badly for their bodies to meld and be one, to see him above him, looking at him with that intense wanting that he’d gotten glimpses of before. He craved it so badly, and when he looked into Asher’s eyes, he knew he wanted it too.
So, one afternoon Montanha made his way to find Rosie, “Rosie I need you out of the house for a few hours.” Rosie looked at Montanha with furrowed brows, “What? Why?”
“I wanted to cure a bunch of fish for the rest of winter, but we need to do some work around the house to get that ready. Do you think you could help by catching enough fish to fill this bucket?” Montanha suggested, holding one of their big metal buckets up. Rosie thought about it for a moment, but then nodded with a smile, “sure that could be fun, and I can use that new ice fishing hole we made!”
“Great.”
Once she got suited up, Montanha handed her the bucket and fishing gear, and Rosie gave him a smile and a thumbs up, before she started making her way down the path. The moment Rosie fully shut the door Montanha was making his way back to Asher who was finishing up some laundry, “I got Rosie out of the house.” Asher turned to look at him, confused, “um ok? Is Rosie-?”
“Told her to go fishin’, and to not come back until she filled one of our big buckets with fish… She won’t be back for a while”. Montanha stated. “Oh, ok. Was there any particular reason you sent her away? Or..?”
“I want to have sex with yah.” He said bluntly, making Asher’s face turn a bit red, “Yeah? I mean, are you sure? I don’t want you to force yourself.”
“I know, but I want it. I really do. Is that something you want as well..?” Montanha asked, Asher stepped closer and took his hands “I do…”
“Then lets not waist anymore time.” He said as the two then made their way to their bedroom, trying not to run in their excitement. As soon as they got in Montanha quickly locked the door, just in case, and was already shrugging off his deer hide jacket and tossing it down on the floor. He started to quickly undo the buttons on his shirt, but was stopped by Asher, “Slow down big guy… We got time. Lay down.” Asher requested. Montanha was happy to oblige as he laid himself down in the middle of the bed.
Asher joined him, straddling the bigger man, “You sure do like to straddle me don’tcha?” Montanha joked with a small chuckle. Asher laughed a little as well, “What can I say? I like feeling you between my legs.” He stated matter-of-factly, all the while a smirk played on his lips, making Montanha flush a little. “Plus I just really like the view, I love looking at you. So beautiful…” Asher cooed.
Montanha, while still smiling, looked away for a moment with his eyes, which Asher picked up on. “Do you not like the word beautiful?” he asked, Montanha’s lips press together, as he still avoided his eyes, but he shrugged, “Sometimes, I’d prefer being called handsome, or I’ll even take lovely, but beautiful just feels…” he trailed off as he struggled to explain his feelings in a way that would make sense.
“That’s alright, you don’t gotta explain. I’ll avoid it then. Besides there’s no end to the ways I could describe just how strong, resourceful and wonderful you are.” Asher said, as he leaned down to kiss Montanha on the lips, who’s dark eyes finally move back to meet Asher’s light brown ones as he looked at him softly. “Not to mention breath-takingly handsome.” Asher cooed again, as he started kissing his jaw. Montanha chuckled deep in his throat as he wrapped his arms around Asher’s shoulders, “could say the same about you.”
Asher smiled as his hands started to unbutton Montanha’s flannel shirt, his trail of kisses going down as Asher continued to unbutton. When he reached Montanha’s belt, he didn’t pause as he quickly undid it; pulling down the fly so he could take his kisses all the way down to his pubic mound, making Montanha hum happily. He then pulled away as he pushed off Montanha’s jeans and boxers, Montanha helping to kick them off all the way.
“Can I undress you, too?” at the question Asher nodded, and Montanha gently pulled his shirt off, before admiring his toned chest, “Did I ever tell you that I love how much more muscular you got? Cause I love these.” He said, as he touched Asher’s pecs, making him laugh a little, “Oh yeah?”
“Oh yeah, also your shoulders, you’re toned stomach. Pretty much a fan of all of this.” Montanha playfully said as he dragged a finger down, Asher chuckled as he leaned down to kiss him, “Well I’m glad you’re a fan. Speaking of which, are you a fan of oral?”
“Oral? Yeah I like it, you give head before?”
“Yeah I have, I had a couple of girlfriends in the past. What about you?” As Asher asked this, he stuck two fingers in his mouth to get them wet, before placing them in Montanha’s folds, one finger on either side of his clit, slowly rubbing them up and down. Montanha hummed, enjoying the feeling, “Hmm, well I never had a serious relationship, but I did havea lot of casual hook-ups in the past.”
“Didn’t take you for a hook-up type, you never had a boyfriend?” Asher asked as he continued to slowly stroke his fingers up and down, traveling down to stroke his lips.
“Nope, not really, I- oh that feels nice- I, uh, it was just hard to find someone who wanted me as I was. Lot of men at the bars always assumed that because I was big and tall that I wanted to be in charge and I would ‘want it rough,’ but I always wanted somethin’ more gentle, to know I’m loved. That and lot of guys were disappointed when I didn’t have a big throbbing cock.” Montanha joked at the end.
“Well I am more than happy to go gentle, and to show you how much I love yah. That’s all I really want too.”
“Heh I’m glad, I just never really got how people could want it so harsh, not to yuck their yum or what have you. Just, never appealed to me. Didn’t stop people from callin’ me vanilla thou…”
“My poor man”
Montanha laughed at that, “I don’t need your pity. Your fingers however, ohh those I’m needin’, mmm that feels good hon.”
“Enjoyin’ yourself?” he asked, he switched up his tactics a little, massaging his thumbs up and down Montanha’s lips, making him groan a bit. “Yeah, I am, but didn’t yah say you were going to do some oral? Certainly prepping me up for it.”
“Would you like it if I moved on to that?”
“Yeah if you would, I do like the fingers though, do use those again in the future.”
“Haha, I’ll keep that in mind.” Asher then moved his face down. Using his tongue, he started off with slow, wide, licks, keeping his tongue wide and weaving between his folds a little. Montanha leaned back a little, “Ohhh yeesss.” he sighed as Asher kept up a consistent rhythm. After minute he changed it up, sucking on his lips, gliding his mouth up all while sucking, “H-Holy shit, ok, ok, wow! That’s different. Ohh, don’t stop though.” Montanha moaned as he grinds his hips a little against his mouth.
Asher worked with that motion as he brought his mouth up to suck on Montanha’s enlarged clit, sucking in tandem to Montanha’s small thrusts. They continued this rhythm as Asher kept switching between sucking and licking, giving attention too not just Montanha’s clit, but his folds as well; even massaging the top of Montanha’s mound with his thumbs, working all of him as Montanha enjoyed the ride thoroughly.
Montanha was actually caught a bit off guard when he felt a familiar tightening, and before he could even warn Asher he let out a sharp yell as he orgasmed a little, before collapsing back down on the bed. Asher, feeling him go a bit limp, finally pulled his mouth away to look up at him, “too much?”
“Hold on, let me catch my breath, hollyyy shitt.” Montanha breathed as he recovered. Asher smiled a little as he pulled himself up to lay next to Montanha, looking at him lovingly as he brought his hand up to play with his shaggy dark brown hair. Once Montanha got his breath back he smiled and rolled to his side a little to look at Asher, as he tangles his own fingers in the smaller man’s dark copper hair. “You enjoy yourself big guy?”
“Mmm yes, greatly. Haven’t climaxed like that in a good long while. Who taught you how to do that? I need to give them a trophy.” Montanha joked lightly, making Asher laugh, “Well you know, lot of experimenting with my past girlfriends.”
“You only ever had girlfriends? Sorry, just curious.” Asher shrugged, “Yeah, I did have a few guy crushes when I was younger, but all the men I used to crush on ended up being straight. So you’re my first.”
“Sorry if I’m not a hundred percent the boyfriend experience, since I’m lacking a few key parts…”
Asher put a hand on Montanha’s face, thumbing his warm, soft brown skin, “Hey, you are the full experience. For me anyways. You’re a wonderful, strong, and caring man. I wouldn’t have you any other way, Mountain Man.” He stated, voice soft and full of love, which melted Montanha’s heart as he brought his face in to kiss him.
After sharing a short, loving kiss, Montanha pulled back before smirking playfully, “well there is one or two things from the boyfriend experience I can give yah. Ever get you’re dick sucked by a gay man? I promise you it’s a lot different from a straight girl.” Asher exhales sharply threw his nose, amused, “Is there really a difference?”
“Would you like to find out?”
“I think I would.”
“Then sit yourself on the edge of the bed here, Wild Man.” Montanha drawled. Asher was more than happy to oblige as he positioned himself to sit at the edge of the bed as Montanha got down on his knees in front of him. Undoing his jeans, he pulled his underwear down to free his partial erection, making Asher groan a bit in relief, no longer having it pressed tightly against his jeans.
With that, Montanha started to massage around his groin and inner thighs, not yet touching his dick as he leaned forward to kiss and nip at his chest. It was slightly hairy, though not as hairy as Montanha’s, as he drifted his lips down his smooth skin, kissing and lightly sucking on his abs.
Kissing down further, he made his way back down to Asher’s dick, which was now a bit harder, gently planting kisses from the base of the shaft upwards, before gently kissing and sucking on the tip, “Ohh Montanha, that feels nice.” Asher moaned softly.
He repeated the process for a moment more, before quickly moving on to using his tongue, dragging it up his cock as his hands started to gently fondle Asher’s balls in the process, making Asher lean his head back a little.
Asher enjoyed this for a few minutes more, before he signaled for Montanha to stop, “Are you good?” Montanha asked, “Yes, very. But I don’t want to go too far. Considering there are, other things, I would like to do.” Montanha smirked a little, “eager to get to the main event?”
“I am.”
Montanha. coming up to meet his face, pressed his forehead too his, “Well, I’m all yours, baby.” Asher smirked as he leaned in and kissed Montanha gently on the lips. They pull away as Montanha moved to lay himself back on the bed. Asher, meanwhile, stripped himself of the rest of his clothes, moving himself on top of Montanha.
Asher's warm, pale skin pressed against Montanha’s own tanned one, which was equally heated, his muscles defined as he supported his weight on his arms. His dark copper hair fell in short, tousled waves around his face, and his light brown eyes darken a bit with desire. Montanha could feel the heat radiating off his body, and his heart skipped a beat as Asher's lips found his again. This time the kiss was more urgent, more passionate.
Asher’s tongue probed at his mouth, seeking entrance, which Montanha gladly obliged, opening his mouth and tasting the sweetness. Feeling the roughness of his stubble against his skin, Montanha’s hands roamed his back, feeling his rough scars and the firmness of his muscles beneath his fingertips. Asher's hips begin to move, grinding himself against him, and Montanha feeling his full arousal pressing onto him from the outside. Montanha let out a small groan as the need built inside him.
Looking up at Asher with half lidded eyes, Montanha spoke softly, "Asher, I need you." Asher sat up, his eyes burning with desire as he looked down at the taller man. "I've wanted this for so long." he said, his voice husky with need. Reaching down, his fingers found Montanha’s warmth again as he began teasing him gently, making Montanha gasp at the sensation, his hips bucking up to meet Asher’s touch. He continued to play with his folds, warming him up, until Asher's fingers came away wet and slick. He then leaned down to give Montanha one more kiss, "You ready, Montanha?"
“Yes." He breathed, body aching for him. Asher nodded, as he moved himself back down to position himself. As Asher aligned himself, Montanha could feel the heat of his body and the press of his arousal against his entrance.
Pausing a moment, he looked into Montanha’s eyes, seeking his consent one last time. When the bigger man nodded, giving him the go ahead, Asher pushed into him.
"Oohh shit." Montanha gasped, it had been so long since he last had sex, and it almost felt like it was too much. But as Asher waited for him to adjust, kissing and touching him gently, he quickly started to melt from the sensation. After a few moments, Montanha signaled for him to continue.
Asher began to move slowly at first, allowing the both of them to adjust to the feeling of each other, his thrusts deliberate and measured. Each one sent waves of pleasure coursing through Montanha’s body, "Oh yes, just like that baby. Nice and easy." Montanha murmured.
Asher smiled at his words, "You like that, Montanha?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. "God this feels good. Ohhh Asher." Montanha sighed, hands roaming his back; feeling the firmness of his muscles as they ripple beneath his fingertips.
The air felt warm as he wrapped his legs around Asher's waist, pulling him deeper inside. Asher groaned at the feeling, his hands gripping his hips as he began to thrust faster. Though maybe a little too fast for Montanha’s liking, as he let out a small hiss, “Easy there, easy! Slow it down won’t you, baby?'
A momentary pause, and then Asher slowed down his pace, taking deep breaths to regain control and looking into Montanha’s eyes, searching for any signs of discomfort, "Too much?" he asked with a bit of worry. Montanha nodded a bit, "Yeah, but it’s fine, I just need a minute to adjust." Asher nodded, understanding as he resumed his movements, this time slower and more gentle.
"Ohhh yesss. That's it Asher. God, just like that." Asher smiled at those words, his thrusts becoming more confident again as he found a rhythm that worked for both of them, kissing Montanha’s neck, sucking and licking.
"Tell me how much you love me, baby." Montanha sighed. Asher pulled back from his neck, eyes searching his. "I love you more than anything in this world." he said, his voice intense and sincere. "You are my everything, you give me so much joy. I can't imagine continuing my life without you like I did before."
Asher’s words made his heart swell, "I feel the same, Asher. You don't know how long I've been wanting this. I often daydreamed about you taking me, when we were younger." Asher's thrusts faltered for a moment at his words, and he looked up at him with a mixture of surprise and lust in his eyes. "Really?" he questioned, his voice subdued.
Montanha nodded, breath hitching as Asher resumed his movements. "I've wanted you for so long, Montanha. I used to dream about this too." Asher said, his voice becoming thick with his wanting.
"What did you used to dream about?" Montanha asked, legs bringing him closer. Asher's thrusts become more urgent as he answered his question, his hips moving with a steady rhythm. "I used to dream about this. About us. Being together like this. I used to imagine what it would be like to touch you, to taste you, to feel you beneath me." he said, his voice filled with longing.
His words ignited a fire within Montanha, as he felt the pleasure building to a fever pitch. Montanha clung to him tighter, moaning, as Asher's hands found their way back down to his enlarged clit, stroking it and adding to the building sensations.
As Asher’s fingers worked their magic, he felt himself getting close as his breaths came in short, sharp gasps, and his body tensed as the pleasure became almost unbearable. "Ash, I'm so close." he moaned, voice filled with need.
Asher responded by increasing his pace, making Montanha yell out sharply as he felt Asher thrust against him. He was so close. Asher must've been close too, as his grunting intensified. Still, he had enough self-control to look up at him and ask, "Should I pull out?" Montanha, however, shook his head quickly, "No! No. Ah, God I just need you right now! Please don't stop!" he moaned, too wrapped up in his pleasure to think of much else.
Asher's eyes became hazy at his words, and he nodded, giving Montanha what he wanted, what they both wanted, as he continued to thrust into him. Asher’s movements became wilder and more desperate as the pleasure built between them, Montanha feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge; his body tensing with each passing moment.
Chest heaving, Montanha clung to him, "Oh Ash! Ash! Asher!" As he called out his name, Asher could feel Montanha clenching around him, body trembling with the force of his release, as Montanha orgasmed. Groaning, Asher gave one final thrust into him, and Montanha felt him pulsing inside him, his warmth filling him as Asher orgasmed as well.
Collapsing on top of Montanha, they both laid there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, bodies still entwined. Asher's head rested on Montanha’s shoulder, his breath warm against his skin. Asher could feel Montanha’s heart pounding in his chest, matching the rhythm of his own, as Montanha’s fingers trace idle patterns on his scarred back.
After a he caught his breath, Asher lifted his head to look at him, "Well, that was certainly something."
"A good something I hope." Montanha joked a little, still trying to catch his breath. Asher chuckled, "Beyond good I'd say. Amazing even." Montanha smiled at his words. Asher rolled off of him, but kept Montanha in his arms, their bodies still entwined as they wrapped their legs around each other. He kissed Montanha’s forehead softly, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He said, his voice still a bit husky. Montanha nodded, head resting on his chest. He could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, which lulled him into a sense of peace and contentment.
Montanha ran his fingers gently through Asher's chest hair, feeling the soft prickle of the hairs against his fingertips. "I love you Asher." He said softly. Asher looked at him with a soft smile, his eyes filled with warmth. "I love you too." He said as he brushed a stray lock of hair from Montanha’s face, tucking it behind his ear. His touch was gentle, and Montanha could feel the love and affection behind it.
“Glad we could finally do this.” He said, which Asher agreed with, as he nodded. “Gonna have to find more chores to give Rosie.” Asher commented. Montanha chuckled at that, “You still feeling a bit needy there?”
“I am actually.” Asher admitted, which made Montanha smirk a little, “Well I’m always up for another round.” Asher smirked in return at his words, as he started to kiss him again. Hands already roaming his skin once more as their kissing became more heated.
Later, when Rosie came home with that bucket full of fish, she found Asher and Montanha in the kitchen with the supplies they needed to cure said fish, as she would’ve expected. She did also notice that they seemed giddier than usual, both sharing extra glances at each other and giggling to each other, which she found a bit odd, but being young, she didn’t fully connect the dots as she just shrugged it off.
* * *
It had been a blissful month for the two of them. But as it often does, life threw a wrench in their plans, in the form of a missed period.
If this had been the first time this phenomenon happened, Montanha may have waved it off. But remembering the last time this happened when he had his daughter, Montanha felt a pit beginning to form in his stomach. Still, he wasn’t a hundred percent sure, so decided to go talk to Asher.
He found Asher chopping wood in the yard and after taking a deep breath, approached him, "Asher, I need to tell you something." Asher stopped his chopping and looked up at him, "What's up? You look nervous."
"Yeah... Well, before I tell you this, I need you not to jump to any conclusions, cause this could end up being nothing. But... My time of the month never, well, came this month." Montanha admitted. Asher seemed a bit shocked as he processed the information, "..... Oh. What, um, should I maybe go get a test just so we know for sure?"
"I, I don’t know, it still could be nothing, I could just be late. Plus I don’t want you risking yourself just to get a test…"
Asher put down the axe as he rested his hands on Montanha’s arms, squeezing them a little in reassurance, "It wouldn’t be too much trouble, honestly. But ok. How about this? Why don't we wait another week and see if it is late? And if not I can go sneak into town and find a test for you? Would that be ok?" Montanha looked uncomfortable but nodded in agreement, "yeah, let’s do that then."
"Hey. It's ok. Whatever happens we're all gonna get by together." Asher assured him. He tried to relax a bit, as he gave him a weak smile, "I know, thank you."
So, they waited, and when a week passed and his period still hadn't arrived, Asher kept his word. Making the trek into the city to grab a pregnancy test, and returning with a small paper bag, which he handed to Montanha with a gentle smile, "It's going to be okay."
All Montanha could manage was a thin-lipped smile in response, as he took the bag from Asher and headed to the bathroom. After opening the box and reading the instructions he took the test and waited. And of course, the test ended up saying positive.
As Montanha looked at the test in his hands, he began to freak out a little, hyperventilating as tears pricked the corner of his eyes. As he stood there freaking out, he heard a soft knock at the bathroom door. "Montanha? Are you okay in there?" Asher's voice was gentle, full of concern. Montanha took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before responding, "I'm pregnant." He managed to say, voice shaky.
There's a moment of silence on the other side of the door, before he heard Asher's voice again, "Can I come in?" Montanha hesitated, but soon unlocked the door, opening it to let Asher in.
As soon as he came inside and saw Montanha’s fearful expression his arms wrapped around him, holding Montanha close as he lets out a shaky breath. The warmth of his body against him was a comforting presence, and soon Montanha started to cry. Asher didn't say anything at first, just holding Montanha as he let him cry, silently assuring him that he's there.
Once he got it out of his system, Montanha managed to calm down, pulling away from the embrace to look down at Asher, "God what are we going to do? Aren’t I too old to be having another baby?? I'm in my late thirties Ash! I, I don't know if I can-" Asher puts a hand gently on his face to calm him, which helped a bit as Montanha took a deep shuttering breath.
Pulling him into another hug, Asher held him tightly as Montanha leaned into his embrace. Asher’s hand stroked his back soothingly, trying to calm the older man’s racing thoughts. "It's okay," he whispered into Montanha’s chest. "We'll figure this out together. You're not alone in this."
Montanha took a few more deep breaths, trying to steady his emotions. After a minute he got himself under control as he pulled away from Asher's embrace, wiping some of his tears away. "Yeah. At least I got you and Rosie this time... I, I guess we're havin’ a baby, Ash." he said as he broke into a small wobbly smile.
As the words left his mouth, a warmth began to spread across his chest and that wobbly smile started to stabilize and grow to touch his eyes as he looked down at Asher, who’s own expression softened at the shift in Montanha’s emotions. Reaching out, he took his hand, giving it a squeeze. "Yeah, we are."