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Ilya right now was in his happy place. He was at Shanes cottage, well they're married now so it was now his cottage too. It was summer, one of Ilyas favourite times of the year. No hockey, no schedule that meant he had to wake up early in the morning. Just him and Shane and whatever they wanted to do. As Ilya slowly woke up he realised that his husband wasn't curled up next to him. Which was normal, Ilya wished it wasn't. His favourite mornings were always the ones that started off with Shane in between his arms. 

Ilya unwillingly got out of bed, he looked at his bedside clock. 9:24am, still too early for Ilya, definitely after his and Shanes late night last night. Ilya smiled to himself as he recalled him and Shane cuddled up together on the couch watching tv. He felt so lucky to be able to have those bliss moments with Shane, moments that would've scared him ten years ago but he craved so bad. He made his way to the kitchen for his morning coffee. He knew that right now Shane was downstairs probably working out. It was way too early in the morning for Ilya to join him, it was summer, a workout could wait until after. He prepared his coffee the same way he had done every morning with cream and sugar. As he breathed in the warm aroma he was suddenly distracted. He looked through the windows of the cottage and saw a figure on the grassy area by the water. It took a few moments for Ilya to realise that it was Shane. He could feel his heart beat faster. Ilya was confused to see Shane outside this early in the morning, definitely as Shane liked to keep his daily routine the same most mornings. Then it clicked to Ilya what Shane was doing outside. He was doing yoga. Ilya was instantly thrown back to all those years ago when he watched Shanes documentary. All those feelings and thoughts came flooding back, but now they didn't make Ilya feel scared. He felt sad for the man he was back then, unable to feel and say the words that he can now say openly.

He opened the door that lead to the garden quietly not wanting to interrupt the beautiful scene that was going on before him. His stomach filled with butterflies. Ilya walked a few feet towards Shane and then sat on the grassy bank with his morning cup of coffee still in hand. Ilya had no clue what the yoga pose that Shane was currently doing. Shane tried to teach him the names but he ended up just renaming them all to better names. Currently Shane was doing the warrior pose 2 or as Ilya like to call it, star pose. Ilya took a sip of his coffee, the sight before him was one of the best ones he had ever seen. His husband doing yoga without a care in the world with the warm morning sun shining down on him. Ilya knew that life really couldn't get better than this. He was thankful in that moment that he'd woken up when he did. What if he had missed his new favourite morning show.

He was still far away from Shane. He wanted to stay as far back as possible as to not disturb this masterpiece before him, but the thought of being able to see Shanes muscles shake and harden made Ilyas dick twinge with too much anticipation that he couldn't resist. He slowly crept forward, heart beating fast, like he was doing something he shouldn't. He was close enough now to see everything in detail, like the sweat glistening off Shane’s body, but far enough that Shane wouldn't notice.

Shane switched poses. He laid on his yoga mat stomach down and was in the upward facing dog pose, or as Ilya called it worm trying to see sky. The pose made Shanes muscular arms shake slightly which made Ilya very happy in his decision to come closer. Ilya realised suddenly that his dick was fully hard, he placed his coffee cup besides him and gave his dick a soft squeeze through his pj trousers, a low moan escaped through his lips as a jolt of pleasure floated through his whole body. He was always so surprised how much his body craved the look and touch of Shane. Shane then moved into Ilyas favourite Yoga pose, the downward facing dog. Ilya let out another moan as he realised Shane was getting into his favourite pose the “ready to be fucked pose”. He bought one of his hands underneath his trousers and into his boxers slowly jerking himself to the beautiful sight before him. Seeing Shane’s tight ass in the air gave Ilya so much pleasure.

“Really jerking off while I’m doing yoga Ilya?” A voice laughed. “What I was being quiet how did you know?” Shane slightly turned his head to look over at his husband. “Ilya I heard you when you were coming through the door. You ain’t quiet at all” “wow so you carried on all sexy poses on purpose?” “Maybe” Shane said with a smile. Ilya removed his hand from his pants. “Why you doing yoga outside ?” “It’s a beautiful morning and I wanted a change of scenery” “it reminded me of that boring documentary you did” “no one forced you to watch it Rozanov” “not true. My dick did” Ilya said with a smile. “Anyway can you carry on with show now my dick needs more attention” Ilya added. “Fuck you” Shane shouted back “later. Now cmon”. Shane rolled his eyes and carried onto his next pose while Ilyas hand retreated back into his boxers. “Really” Ilya let out a hard moan “the fuck me now pose” Shane let out  a laugh. “It’s called a cow pose Ilya” “no that’s the pose you do when you want me to fuck you” Shane turned his head to look at his husband again. “So why aren’t you getting the hint then?” 
Ilyas eyes widened, he immediately stopped jerking himself and looked down to Shane’s crotch area where he could see that he was hard too. “Fuck” Ilya smiled as he got up off the ground and made his way over to Shane. Standing behind him to touch his perfect ass. Shane moaned at the minimal contact. Ilya slapped Shane’s ass hard and a loud moan escaped from Shane’s mouth. He then walked to the front of Shane who was still in the pose and crouched down so they were face to face. Both men were smiling like mad. Ilya slowly moved his lips closer to Shane, not wanting to stay apart from him any longer. It was a very awkward way to kiss so Shane moved one of his arms to push Ilya over so he could straddle his husband. They kissed passionatly as Ilya laid back on the ground and Shanes weight was fully on him. Shane started grinding his hard erection against Ilyas. After a few moments Ilya pulled back from the kiss. "моя любовь , If you want me to fuck you we gotta go inside i've got no lube" Shane smiled at Ilya then retrieved something from his pocket "You mean lube like this?" Ilyas mouth went wide with shock that graduated into a smile. "you fucking planned this all didn't you? so I fuck you outside!" Shane sat up so he was straddling his husband again, "well, I had a feeling you'd catch me out here and i wanted to be ready"  "my god i've never been so proud and I’ve never felt so used" "fuck you" Shane jokingly shouted back, "I think you should suck my cock to make it up to me" without any second thoughts Shane moved off Ilya and made his way down his husbands body. Ilya lifted his hips so Shane could pull off his boxers and pj trousers. Ilyas hard dick bounced out and Shane instantly took all of Ilyas hardness into his mouth. "my god Hollander, you're going to be the death of me" Ilya said through moans. Ilyas hands was tugging tight into Shane’s thick hair. The encouragement made Shane go fast causing Ilyas moans to become more frequent. “Baby, if you want me to fuck you then you better stop” Shane done as he was told, he kissed the tip of Ilya dick causing Ilya to moan out once more. Something instantly changed in Ilya. He wanted to be the one in control now. He pounced on Shane causing him to fall back into the yoga mat. Ilya slowly stripped Shane of his clothes slowly leaving gentle kisses over his body. Only stopping once Shane was fully naked. “My turn” Ilya said with a smile as he stopped at Shane groin. Shane wrapped his legs around Ilyas shoulders as Ilya took Shanes dick deep into his mouth. Ilya moved one hand up and started massaging Shane’s peck and with the other hand he used his fingers to start opening Shane up so he was ready for him. Shane was a moaning mess, he’d never be able to last long if Ilya kept this pace up. His hands twisted in Ilyas perfect curls. “Ilya, you need to slow down” but Ilya didn’t want to slow down. He was getting to his favourite part of the show. But he knew that if Shane came now he wouldn’t be able to fuck him. Ilya unwillingly took his mouth from around Shane’s dick and started leaving kisses around his lower body. But still using his fingers to open Shane up more. “Baby, please fuck me” Shane whimpered out wanting Ilyas cock inside him. Ilya trailed kissed up Shane’s body till they were face to face again. 

Ilya paused for a moment. “Back into cow pose Shane” Shane smiled with anticipation knowing what was going to happen next. “You mean the fuck me now pose?” Shane joked. “Ah you’re learning да finally” Ilya smiled back as he captured Shane’s lips with his. Ilya removed himself off Shane so he could grab the lube from Shane’s shorts that was besides them. When Ilya looked back Shane was already in position. “Wow, so eager.” Ilya smiled. “Are you going to fuck me or not?” “I think you already know the answer. How can I say no to that perfect ass of yours?” 
Ilya walked behind and placed his knees on either side of Shane’s. Shane could feel Ilyas erection behind him. He moved his ass back slightly to cause some friction causing a moan to escape from Ilya. Ilya ripped open the packet of lube and drizzled it over his hard cock giving it a few pumps to make sure it was coated and then slowly guided his cock into Shane’s ass. Ilya rested one of his hands on Shane’s hip and the other on his shoulder making him able to go deeper and harder into every thrust he delivered. With each thrust the moans escaping from both of them got louder. Ilya removed his hand from Shane’s hip and started to show Shane’s dick some attention making Shane’s moan so loudly that his arms gave out. “Are you okay?” Ilya asked through moans. “Fuck yes” Shane answered back. His front half now laying on the floor but his ass still in the air.  Ilya moved his hand from Shane’s shoulder and placed it onto Shane’s hip. Ilyas thrusts became harder and harder, and their breathes got more rugged. “Are you close?” Ilya asked hoping Shane was because he felt like he was going to cum any second now. Ilya didn’t need to wait for an answer as Shane’s dick twinged and Shane let out a loud moan. Cum squirting out and covering Ilyas hand as well as Shane’s yoga mat. “Fuck Shane” seconds later and Ilya cock bursted inside Shane. He carried on thrusting inside to ride out his orgasm. Ilya let out a deep groan as he collapsed on top of Shane nearly crushing him. Shane couldn’t even argue about that mess that he was now in because he was too happy. So happy that his sort of plan played out how he’d hoped it would. “Ilya it’s getting hard to breath” Shane laughed out after a few seconds. Ilya removed his weight from Shane and pulled his dick out from Shane’s ass then laid on his side next to his husband. “You know. We were quite loud. What if people heard?” Ilya asked Shane with a smile. “Honestly I don’t fucking care” Shane smiled back then kissed his husband. “Wow my man is getting so brave”. Ilyas fingers traced the freckles of Shane’s face. “Fuck you” Shane answered back. “Let me get my breath back and we go round two. Yes?”