Long distance: homecumming

Can was walking to the school gate slowly, smiling a little at the exquisite soreness in his ass, and his still tingling muscles. He hadn't been able to keep the blissful smile from his face the whole day, fending off questions from his friends about where he had been the past two days after the week long holiday, or why he was looking so happy. Their close friends had no doubts about what had been going on and they had made merciless, gleeful fun of Tin and Can during lunch. Neither cared, they were far too happy. 

It had been a glorious home coming. They hadn't been able to have Skype sex again since their experiments with the butt plug, and the two last days Can spent in the south of Thailand had been a sore trial for both of them. He hadn't gotten more than a foot inside the door, when Tin had pulled him inside, and taken him almost desperately against the condo door, his lips on Can's, Can's legs straddling his waist, his arms around Tin's neck.

It had been practically non stop sex since then, and Can was sore like he hadn't been since his first time with Tin. They hadn't made it to class all that Monday, or Tuesday either.

After they made love against the door, they hadn't gotten further than the sofa, not making it to the bed even on the second round. Then once more in the shower, Tin's cock making Can's moans reverberate against the cold wet tiles. Then again on the bed, Tin holding Can tightly, his hands holding his, keeping Can tightly tucked under him, immobile, just like he liked it. They had fallen asleep after that, both weary with poorly slept nights, having never spent this many days apart since they started dating.

Tin had woken Can up in the middle of the night, and pushed into him from behind, both on their sides, and the next morning, Can had woken with Tin's mouth on his cock, sucking him gently, smiling around the cock in his mouth. Tin had done all the work on Sunday night, so now Can rode him, cowgirl style, once, then again, when their post orgasmic kisses woke the beast again, and then again, wearily now, until Can could no longer keep going, and Tin rolled him under him and brought them both over once more.

They had managed to keep their hands off each other only for a combined lunch and dinner, then they were back in bed, Tin's cock deep inside him, barely moving, his hand stroking Can's cock, making Can cum once, twice, shuddering under Tin, his cries of pleasure and the clenching tightness finally spilling Tin's cum deep inside him. They had fallen asleep after their evening shower, well, Can actually fell asleep standing during the shower, and they had slept like the dead, tightly wrapped around each other.

Their next morning shower had turned into another orgasmic session, and Can had sobbed with pleasure as Tin had plunged into him again and again, milking his cock lovingly, until he splattered his cum all over the shower cubicle wall. They had gone back to bed for a nap, and woken up, both on their sides, their heads in each other's groins, with no recollection how they had ended up like that. Their movie session that afternoon had been interrupted by Tin pulling Can's pants down, flipping him around, and plunging his tongue into that tight bud he had missed so much, and that had lead to other things, the movie forgotten.

And all the time, Tin's voice in his ears, telling him how much he loved him, how he had missed him, how he was never going to let him go away for so long.

"Tin, it was only a week!" Can had finally cried out, standing, trembling in the shower on Tuesday evening, while Tin's hands washed him, his hard cock pressing against Can's ass. "And we made love, even then, over Skype."

"It was an eternity," Tin had growled, and pushed his hastily lubed up cock inside Can slowly, knowing it was too much, but not being able to stop. He had somehow managed to wring one more orgasm from both of them, then even he had to admit it was enough.

They had broken their own record in those two days, and afterward, on Tuesday night, Can had been so tired, he had passed out in the middle of telling Tin he loved him.

"I love you too Cantaloupe. I missed you so much," was the last Can had heard, before he fell into dreamless asleep.

Can had still been spent that morning, and Tin had smiled with satisfaction, and left him alone. It wasn't often that he managed to wear Can out, and he had only skipped morning sex that morning, after he had gotten Can to promise to eat well so he would be ready for more that evening.

Can's steps picked speed when he spotted Tin's car waiting him outside the gate. He had dropped Can off at his building that morning, and parked by his, and now he was back to pick him up. The day of no sex, and lots of food and fluids, had given Can the time to recuperate that he needed, and if it wasn't for the soreness, he would have been raring to go. He was young, and fit, and in love, and his fiancé was waiting.

He flung himself in Tin's waiting arms, and after a thorough kiss, Tin pushed him into the car. Can was in the middle of telling him about his day, when Tin pulled over into a deserted alley not far from the university.

"What is it, Tin?" Can asked.

"I've waited all day, Can. I can't wait any more," Tin said, and got out, pulled Can out and pushed him into the back seat of the car.

"Tin! Someone can see us!"

"The windows are tinted. As long as we lay low here, no one will see even if they walk past us," Tin said, his hands tearing at Can's clothes frantically. Tin's lust ignited Can's and his helping hands soon managed to get his pants down, and Tin's open enough for what they needed.

"How do you want it, Can?"

Can thought quickly. "From behind, with me laying down." If anyone would see them, all they would see would be Tin's clothed behind humping into him, and neither of their faces. "Just lick me a little, first?"

Tin growled and flipped Can around, pushing his pants to his ankles, then off one leg. Can spread his legs eagerly, and relaxed into the pleasure when he felt Tin's tongue on his sore hole. It soothed and excited, and Can mewled when he felt Tin's tongue drip saliva straight onto his soreness. He no longer cared if anyone could see them, as he bucked against the heavenly tongue.

Tin pulled out a condom from his wallet, blindly, and put it on. Then he got out a small sachet of lube.

Can squealed when he felt the cold liquid spurt directly on his hot crack. "What...?!"

"I came prepared," Tin only said. "Ready baby?" He paused, the head of his cock barely breaching Can's bud.

"Yes...." Can moaned, and Tin pushed in slowly.

Can's hands clenched the leather of the car seat tightly, and he pushed his ass up and into the hot cock sliding into him. The soreness intensified the feeling of being stretched as Tin's cock claimed his tight canal, and Can felt every single inch as it pushed inside him. "Good... so good, Tin!"

Tin draped his body over Can's, and held his hands tightly in his. Can mewled his appreciation. His favourite position. Tin was so close, holding him tightly in place, his hot breath in Can's ear. In this position, Tin's cock was in constant contact with the sensitive spot inside him, and the feel of Tin's cock rubbing him there over and over worked its usual magic.

Suddenly they heard steps approaching, and several voices talking about some party they were going, and Can clamped his mouth shut, struggling to keep quiet. Immobile, forced to be silent, and in danger of being discovered. Can couldn't help but open his mouth wide in a silent scream when his climax hit him, taking both of them by surprise. Tin ground into him ecstatically, as Can came and came, his blessedly tight canal spasming around Tin's cock. Desperately, Tin thrust into him, greedy for his own orgasm now, the voices of the noisy group receding, fading, gone.

"Can... so close!" Tin begged hoarsely, and Can knew just how to help him catch the same wave he was riding in.

"Yes, Tin, you made me cum so hard... I love your cock inside me... I want you to cum, cum inside me... Tin, husband, my husband... yes, Tin, cum now, I love you..." Can panted, shuddering and spurting all over the leather seat.

Tin's back bowed, and he muffled his groans against Can's back, bucking into him helplessly. Hearing Can tell him he loved him when he was cumming never failed to make Tin cum. His heart filled with love and gratitude that he had found Can when he did. 

When Tin got control of his limbs again, he turned Can around and snuggled into him. They held each other for a long moment, hands stroking soothingly, until they were ready to get up and fix their clothes. Tin noticed tell tale spots on Can's clothes, and sighed resignedly. Another load of laundry, then.

"How did you like your brush with exhibitionism?" Tin asked as they got back to the front seat.

Can thought. "It was hot, I can't deny it, but I think I'd rather make love where we can take our time, and use whatever position we want to."

"Says the guy who initiated me into sex in a toilet."

"Hey, a locked door is a wonderful thing."

Tin snickered and started the car.

They picked up take away on their way home, and ate it at their kitchen counter, while talking about their day. It wasn't until they were in the shower and Tin was washing Can lovingly that he noticed Can wince.

"Can? Does it hurt? Why didn't you say?"

"It's a sweet pain and I wanted you too. You know that. And your tongue earlier helped, it felt so good," Can said and sighed, remembering the pleasure it brought.

Tin was distraught. "Then... I will make it feel better."

Wave after wave of pleasure roiled through Can as Tin held his hips firmly and used his tongue to soothe his aching bud.

"I will make this last," Tin vowed, and was as good as his word. Can had never felt so thoroughly loved, and he shook helplessly under the tender tongue, with Tin bringing him to the brink, and not letting him cum, again and again.

"Tin...! I need you inside me!" Can finally cried out.

"No, you're too sore."

"Please...!"

"I can give you something else, something smaller. Something I know you like," Tin promised, and rose, and Can immediately felt bereft without his tongue. "Turn around," Tin said when he came back.

Can's breath whooshed when he saw the familiar box in Tin's hands.

"I have wanted to do this ever since I bought it, and I did promise you we would use it together next time," Tin breathed, and lubed up the butt plug, then Can's quivering hole gently. "Ready?"

"Oh, yes...."

Tin put a pillow under Can's ass, and lay down between Can's legs, pushing them apart. Can grabbed his thighs with his hands, pulling them up and wide, and Tin hummed, seeing his most beloved treasure exposed to him like this. He was relieved to see Can's pucker didn't look inflamed or red, and he kissed there gently, then let the slick head of the plug copy his lips. 

Can felt shy, with Tin watching it from only a few inches away. He took a deep breath when he felt the plug stretch him, but he felt only pleasure, the plug much narrower than Tin's cock, even at its widest point. With a soft plop, the plug slid into place.

"Alright, darling?"

"Mmmm... " Can hummed, wiggling his butt a little. "What now?"

Tin smiled at the eagerness in Can's voice.

"Suck me, Can," Tin said, to his surprise, and he watched Tin turn to lie on his back.

As Can focused on the delicious treat in front of him, he almost forgot the plug inside him, until it started to vibrate gently. Tin's cock was deep in his mouth, and Tin felt Can's surprised squeal all the way down to his toes. Tin's gasped response made Can flash his eyes up to him, just in time to see him turn the remote to the middle setting. Can couldn't help but mewl into Tin's cock, when the vibrations hit him, and he struggled to keep his head moving on Tin's cock. Tin helped him with his hand, lacing his fingers in Can's hair, letting Can know the speed he wanted.

"I can feel your moans on my cock, it feels so good..." Tin said, closing his eyes in bliss. Can finally understood why Tin wanted it like this, and he whined deep in his throat, feeling his own, neglected cock jump. Tin noticed. Somehow, he always knew what Can needed.

"Get on top of me," Tin said hoarsely, and pulled Can into the 69 position, taking a deep breath when he settled underneath Can and saw close up the plug vibrating in Can. He could feel the vibrations when he sucked Can's cock into his mouth, and then Can's scream on his own cock as the double pleasure hit him.

Tin made himself focus on Can's cock, and the remote, dialling the intensity up and down in waves, making Can shudder constantly. Tin knew he wouldn't last long himself, even with Can's wavering attention on his cock, and he turned the dial up to the fullest, sucking Can's cock almost all the way into his mouth. Can's howl of pleasure wrung an answering groan from him, and Tin sucked greedily, pulling Can tightly against his face with the arm holding the remote, when he felt Can starting to buck involuntarily.

Can erupted with a prolonged, muffled cry, shuddering under Tin's arm. Tin's other hand was holding Can's mouth deep on his own cock, but not too deep, and the feel of Can's scream reverberating through his cock brought Tin to the cusp of his climax.

When Tin's hand on his head clenched in response, Can remembered what he was supposed to do, and swallowed all of Tin into his mouth, all the way to the root, trying to control the helpless shaking of his body. He could feel Tin's groans on his cock, still spasming into Tin's mouth, and sucked the cock nestled deep in his mouth as hard as he could, swallowing at the same time.

Tin thought he would explode from pleasure, Can's ability to deep throat him always a revelation, Can's sweet cock in his mouth, still spurting into it, his cum dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. Tin's last thought when his orgasm hit made him turn the dial on the remote to zero, and he let it drop, holding Can tightly in position with both arms, letting his mind go blank with pleasure, feeling the convulsions of Can's throat on the head of his cock as Can swallowed all of his cum.

Finally Can couldn't take it anymore, and raised his head with a slurping sound, sucking his way back up Tin's cock, cleaning it from his cum along the way. His head flopped on Tin's thigh, and he slumped against Tin. "Perfect... that was perfect..."

Tin took the hint, and gave Can's cock the last few licks, and a kiss, and used his arms to lift Can up and off from his mouth. He stroked Can's back lovingly, letting their post orgasm shudders wane.

Finally, Can turned around wearily, and snuggled into Tin.

"I think we just found my second favourite thing of all time," Tin murmured.

"I second that," Can shot back, and Tin burst into delighted laughter.

Then Can lifted his head and kissed Tin's chin cheekily. "You do know that I have to go away again soon?"

"What, why?!"

"If this is the welcome I get...!"

Tin relaxed as he understood. He slapped Can's butt in mock anger. "Are you saying I don't pay enough attention to you otherwise?"

Can cupped Tin's face, his thumb stroking his jaw lovingly. "No, never. But it has been a very special few days."

"Days with you always are," Tin replied, and pulled Can into a loving kiss.

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A/N:

My apologies for the word play in the title. I couldn't help myself.

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