Passion Atop the Hillside

The young winter snow fell over Ittica Falls, blanketing the town in white. This was far and away from my own home, but there was a reason for me being here.
“Hey chief, isn't the breeze up here getting to you? 'Cuz I'm freezing my ass off.”
I had been invited by my mentor, Abraham, to stay with him and his family during the winter break. Not one to pass up a chance to spend time with him, I jumped at the offer almost immediately.
“I don't see why you should be complaining.” He said, “You're wrapped up even tighter than I am.”
He tugged on my scarf playfully, covering my mouth with the garment.
“H-Hey, don't pull on that.” I undid the knot I had before and quickly tried to tie it back up to cover my exposed neck. He seemed to find my struggle to be funny, since he grinned.
“Here, why don't you have a swig of this? Should warm you up.”  He handed me a small canteen, opening it up, I could smell brandy coming from it.
“You know I'm still underage, right?”
“What's a couple of years?” He said dismissively, “Besides, it really helps if you're cold.”
I looked at the canteen hesitantly. I know I shouldn't, but...
“... … … Bbbbhh! This stuff's strong.” I coughed a bit, the brandy having proved to be too strong to my liking.
“Yeah, it is. But watch. In a little bit you'll be feeling warmer than a fireplace.”
I scoffed at his claims and focused on the sight before us.
“Say chief, why did you want to come up here anyways?”
“Because I like the view.” I looked at him and saw a very relaxed smile on his face as he peered at his town, “When I was younger, I liked to come up here and think about my problems.”
“Does that mean you have a problem right now?”
“Yes.” He turned and looked at my, a strange look in his eyes.
“Uuum...why are you eyeing me?”
“The problem has to do with you.”
He began to walk up to me slowly. Unsure of his intent, I began to back away from him.
“W-What kind of problem do you have with me? I mean, I've been a good worker, haven't I chief?”
“This has nothing to do with work.”
In my carelessness, I didn't pay attention to the ground and ripped on the root of a tree, landing on my back. Using the opportunity offered by my fall, he dropped and pinned me to the ground.
“H-Hey, what are you doing?”
He didn't say anything, instead he grabbed my pants and started to yank at them,
“W-Wait, why are you—“
“Because this is what you want, isn't it?”
I suddenly felt cold, and it wasn't from the weather.
“H-How do you know I...?”
He yanked down my pants hard, exposing the proof he needed. I tried to cover my erection from him, but he swatted my hands away.
“You never though I'd hear you in the bathroom? Or see the looks you give me every time we're alone?”
He took hold of my cock and began to stroke it fast,
“Aaah!”
“I know how much of a dirty pervert you are, and how much you want me.” His grip tightened around me, making me bury my head more into the snow, “So my problem was how to deal with your issues.”
“A-A-And this—mmh—was your answer?” I forced between pants.
“No, this is only part of it.”
I could feel myself getting close. Unable to contain myself, I started to thrust into his hand in an attempt to push myself over the edge. But it seems he caught on to me, because Abraham immediately let go.
“You're not cumming yet.” He said with an authority that made me feel even warmer than before.
After taking off my pants fully, Abraham pushed my legs up. Taking the cue, I grabbed my thighs, exposing myself to the man I longed for.
“Your skin's almost as pale as the snow.” He said softly as he rubbed my entrance with his finger, “Any bruises I leave will be obvious.”
I wondered what he meant by that at first, but quickly got my answer as I heard his belt buckle come undone. I didn't realize that I was holding my breath as he pulled out that behemoth of a dick out until I let it out. But much to my chagrin, it seemed he was keeping it up with a cock ring. I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised.
“My eyes are up here,” Abe snapped, bringing my focus back to him.
“S-Sorry.”
“It's fine. Just try not to get too distracted.”
I nodded.
Abraham positioned himself, pressing the tip against my hole. For a brief moment, I had a small tinge of regret, and that this was going to hurt.
“Aaugh!”
To no one's surprise, it did hurt. As he pushed into me, it felt as if his dick was tearing me in two. Knowing him, he'll probably stop if I make it too obvious that it's hurting and I'll never get another shot with him again. So I bite my tongue and try and keep a straight face as I take his monster cock all the way.
“Haah...you good Greg?” he asked me. Unwilling to let my voice betray me, I simply nod my head.
“Great,” He angled himself differently and lifted my lower back slightly off the ground, “Because I'm not going to stop.”
Those first few minutes were perhaps the most agonizing moments of my life. But I took pleasure in that pain. Just knowing that it was his cock currently tearing me a new one was enough to keep my stiff. Before long, I was a moaning mess underneath him.
“A-Abe..p-please...”
I touched his hands, the meaning behind my intent clear. He let out a small sigh of relief before taking my hands, his fingers locked with mine. This new position forced him to get closer, my legs now resting on his shoulders and his face a couple of feet from mine. Is tared into those beautiful green eyes of his, hoping I would see some sign of affection behind them.
“H-How is it, Greg?” He asked, his pace quickening,
“I-It's so..mmg! So good...” I could feel my face burning up again, my peak drawing close, “B-But can I ask for one—nng—more thing?”
“A-Anything...”
Gathering my courage, I said meekly, “C-Can I kiss you?”
There was a look of hesitation on his face, but after seemingly making up his mind he closed the gap between our lips.
The feel of his beard against my chin was welcomed with a moan. I was in ecstasy, here I was giving my first time and my first kiss to the man I loved. For a very brief moment, I was absorbed in him and him alone. That quickly got to me.
“Mmmmmh!”
My body trembled as I came from the sensory overload, our clothes stained white by me. But that wasn't the only thing stained,
“Mmng...aaagh...!”
He slammed his hips harshly against me, each time his cock pulsing within me. Once he fully finished, I pulled away from him for a moment.
“You knocked me up, Abe..”
“Heh, shut up Greg.” he leaned back in and kissed me again. For the first time in forever, I was truly happy.
“I love you Abraham...”
I nuzzled against him, enjoying the warmth of his body.
“Gregory....”
The sound of my name in his voice...
“Gregory....”
My head spins just hearing him say—
“GREGORY!'
==
My eyes shot open. Instead of being in that cold mountainside, I was instead in a warm bed. Next to the bedside was the man who had finished making love to me.
“A-Abe...?”
“Jesus Greg, you almost gave me a heart attack.”
I tilted my head, puzzled by what he meant.
“The brandy knocked you out cold.” He explained, “Had to rush you back here before the cold got to you.”
“So I passed out?” I asked
“Yeah. Seems you can't hold your liquor.”
I'm so glad emotion is a silent thing, because it would be a shame if he heard my heart breaking into pieces. But this is my mentor we're talking about, a man who seems to read people like a book.
“Hey, what's wrong Greg? Why are you crying?”
“I-It's nothing!” I said, letting out a forced chuckle., “I just...I just had a lovely dream, is all.”
He grabbed my hand and gave me an all too-serious look, “Don't go chasing fever dreams now, Greg. They're not good for you.”
“Thanks for the advice, chief.”
“Good.” He stood up and walked to the door, “I'm going to let you rest for a bit. I'll be back to get you for dinner, ok?”
“Yeah, ok chief.”
He gave me a quick smile before he left the room. Once I was sure I was alone, I really let loose the water works.
What I'd give to be in his arms like that again...