by Hawke Oakley
He dipped his head; I felt his breath, hot against my balls. Then he took them in his mouth, first one and then the other. I gasped as they sank into the furnace of his mouth, shivering against his lips. He massaged them with his tongue and I tried to stifle a groan. His hands found my hips, slid across my pelvis and my ass, caressing me softly. I gasped and he hummed happily, the vibrations sending shockwaves through me.
He released my balls and started working his mouth up along the underside of my shaft. He kissed and licked every inch of my flesh. His tongue circled the rim of my crown, and then his lips parted and he swallowed me whole.
I mouthed soundless words at the ceiling, all the breath driven out of me in a rush. I arched my back and shoved my dick deeper into his throat and he gladly took it. I clawed at the sheets as I let out a high keening sound. My whole cock felt like it was wrapped in a wet velvet sleeve.
I looked down but all I could see was his dark head of hair tilted towards me as he hungrily worked at my throbbing erection. The dim candlelight flickered fitfully across his pale shoulders. I wanted to watch him forever, but eventually found the presence of mind to reach across the sheet for the items I’d lain out earlier.
“Here,” I gasped, passing down the bottle of lube. He stopped and raised himself off me. His cheeks were red and his lips were swollen and wet with his own saliva. His gorgeous green eyes flickered at me beneath a head of sweaty hair.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice raspy from arousal.
“So sure,” I panted. “I want you inside me. Need you…”
Isaac needed no further prompting. He eagerly took the items, popping open the bottle and coating his fingers with lube. I bent one leg at the knee to give him leverage as he leaned into me, hungry gaze still pinned to mine as he fumbled for my entrance.
My eyes went wide as his lube-chilled fingers slipped across my opening. He honed in on it, tracing circles around my tight hole before he pressed just the tip of his index right against it. I breathed slowly and relaxed myself. I could feel my walls slackening, giving way, inviting him deeper inside me.
I whined softly as his finger sank in past the first knuckle. It stayed there for awhile, giving me time to adjust to its presence before slowly retracting. My ass quivered around it, trying to clamp down, hold it in place, but soon enough it was pushing back in, sinking even deeper.
I sighed and arched my back. In and out went his finger, the lube oozing into every inch of me. Then a second finger pushed against my hole, demanding entrance, stretching me further. His other hand wrapped around the base of my cock, squeezing in a rhythmic counterpoint to the two fingers slowly fucking my ass. Slowly he began to stroke me in long motions, and my head hit the pillow as he added a third finger inside me.
Finally he pulled out of me. I gasped, struggling to get ahold of my breathing as I watched him fumble with the lube. My heart rate sped up. He reached under my thighs and lifted my legs until I could rest my calves on each of his shoulders. I bit my lip as he looked down at me, the glow of the candle light dancing across his face. I shuddered with anticipation.
“Are you ready?” he asked softly.
I nodded. He pressed the tip of his dick against my wet and waiting entrance. My lips parted and I groaned as his head pushed against me. He was bigger than his fingers had readied me for, but I was prepared enough that it didn’t hurt as he sank gradually into me. It was more a pleasing ache than actual pain.
Isaac took his time, constantly checking on me, but I was too busy being lost in the electrifying sensations. My walls tightened around him, squeezing his cock, not wanting to let go.
Finally he was pushed all the way in, his thighs flush against the flesh of my ass, his balls a heavy presence pressed up against me. I panted, breathing heavily in and out as I got used to his fullness inside me.
“I love you,” he whispered.
I nodded, shaping the words back with just my lips. He smiled. He closed his eyes to savor my tightness around his cock, then started to pull back.
I groaned at the movement, my muscles clamping down even tighter before he pushed back in. He repeated this motion, gradually picking up more speed with each rock of his hips.
I tilted my head to watch his movements. The rhythm was hypnotic, faster and faster. Finally the slow thrusting turned into fucking, and Isaac began to fully pound my ass. Desperate cries of pleasure overflowed from my lips.
“Oh god,” I breathed. I pushed against him, sinking my weight against his frame, meeting him at the horizon where our bodies became one. His thrusts were firm and forceful but also excruciatingly pleasurable. He was pulling almost entirely out of my ass on his reverse thrusts, adding momentum each time he plunged further back into me, deeper and deeper.
And then he found my prostate and fireworks erupted behind my eyes.
The buildup of pleasure was already too much. I cried out as my orgasm violently shook my frame and jets of cum spurted out of my cock. Isaac was smiling, but as I slowly came down from my orgasm high, I realized he hadn’t stopped thrusting into me. He gave me a quick nod, indicating he was close too.
I reached out and brushed a sweat-damp strand of hair out of his forehead. His lips were parted and he panted thickly as his orgasm crept up on him with the forceful pressure of a tsunami. I saw his jaw tighten and his eyes flicker before I felt it - the hot liquid shooting deep inside me. It was warm and wet, like glue holding us together.
As the aftershocks passed for both of us, I started chuckling. Isaac quirked a brow at me.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said. “That was just…” I sighed. “Really nice.”
“Nice?” he echoed, his smile widening.
“Yeah.”
Although he was still inside me, I reached for his face and pulled him close to kiss him, slow and loving. It wasn’t a deep kiss or a messy one, but it was still passionate - it was the perfect ending to our night of fun.
Twelve
Epilogue
Seth
Nico tossed me a stuffed ball – one of Tina’s toys – from the across the room. I caught it with one hand.
“Nice!” he said. “Throw it back.”
The incident with Adrian happened one month ago, and the past Friday had been the most successful charity event at Fireworks club to date. To celebrate, Isaac invited everyone over to his apartment for a small get together. Nico, Ryan and I were put on duty for replying to thank-you cards from the charities, while Isaac, Phoenix and Matty were out doing whatever they were doing.
“When are those guys getting back?” Ryan asked loudly as he slid towards the floor, upside-down, on the couch seat. “It's been a million years.”
I smirked and tossed the ball at his face. It hit him square in the nose. The look on his face was priceless.
“Hey!”
Ryan scrambled to his feet and whipped the ball back towards me. I quickly smacked it towards Nico, who caught it and was holding it out of reach as Ryan grabbed for it. I snuck up from behind and gestured for Nico to toss it. He threw the ball in an arch over Ryan’s head, and I leapt up and snagged it before he could.
“You little brat,” Ryan said. I saw him about to lunge at my midsection, so I tossed it back to Nico. Ryan whipped around and toppled Nico over, sitting on his arm that held the ball.
“Hey, you play dirty,” Nico mumbled. “Get off, dude.”
Ryan tore the ball out of his hand and held it up in the air. “Nope. Not until you say uncle.”
Nico glared playfully at him. “Never.”
Ryan shrugged. “Fine. Then admit you have a crush on Phoenix.”
Nico and I both gawked. “What?” we cried at the same time.
Ryan started laughing. He got off Nico’s arm and stood, twirling the ball in the air. “I think I won this round.”
I turned to Nico, who had turned a deep shade of red. Redder than he should have been if Ryan was only talking out of his ass. “Nico, you… really?�
�� I asked with a laugh.
“No, okay?” he snapped. He growled and got to his feet.
“Dude, totally,” Ryan said. “Haven’t you seen the way he sidles up to the big guy all the time? He’s totally in love!”
Nico was about to retort when the door flew open and Phoenix came crashing in with a roar of excitement. He picked each of us up one by one and slam dunked us into the couch. I wondered briefly if he had overheard us talking but his expression didn’t look any different than normal. Meanwhile, Nico was blushing harder than ever. I kind of felt bad for him. I’d have to talk to him about that later.
“Where the hell have you been?” Ryan asked, fixing his hair that Phoenix had messed up by pile driving him into the couch. “And where’s everyone else?”
“Keep your pants on, they’re coming,” Phoenix said with a grin. “Matty and Isaac are just too uptight to run down the hall like me.”
“I prefer dignified,” Isaac said as he entered through the door.
“Isaac!” I cried. I leapt up and ran over to give him a hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist and drank in his scent. Every time I was close to him my heart raced in the best way. I would never get tired of that feeling.
“Hello, my love,” Isaac said, returning my embrace.
From the corner of my eye I saw Ryan make a fake gagging motion. Phoenix punched him in the arm.
“Sorry we’re late,” Isaac said as we finally broke apart. “We couldn’t agree and, well. Anyway, Matty should be here any moment.”
“Couldn’t agree on what?” Nico asked. The red tinge in his cheeks was finally starting to wear off.
Phoenix smirked. “On what we wanted the cake to say.”
“Cake?” Ryan cried, jumping up like a kid on his birthday. “There’s gonna be fuckin’ cake?”
“Well, of course,” Isaac said. “We can’t have a celebration without cake, can we?”
“I thought it was gonna be a shitty fancy celebration with wine and crap, but this is way better!” Ryan said.
“I’m glad you think so,” Isaac said with a dry smirk.
“What does it say on the cake?” I asked.
Isaac smiled at me. “You’ll see.”
Matty finally appeared in the doorway with his usual cool expression. The rim of his hat sloped over his eyes with just enough exposed at the bottom for him to see. In his arms was a huge cake tray.
“Hey,” he said simply.
Isaac and Matty started setting up the drinks and food, while the rest of us horsed around. Ryan had attempted to steal a slice but Matty promptly smacked the back of his hand and made sure he was patient. Muttering about how unfair his life was, Ryan took out a videogame he brought from home and set that up for us to play while we waited. It was a racing game, and all four of us – me, Nico, Ryan and Phoenix – instantly turned to trash talking each other while we competed for first place. Even Tina joined in with the occasional excited screech.
Thankfully the game was enough to keep our minds off our hunger until Isaac finally announced everything was ready. We took our spots around the the table.
“Hey, you know what I was thinking of the other day?” Ryan said. “What the hell was up with that Chad guy? Whatever happened to him?”
Matty shot Ryan a warning glance but I shook my head at him. “No, Matty, it’s okay, don’t worry,” I said. “Hearing about those guys doesn’t bother me anymore.”
Matty nodded.
“Those guys?” Nico asked. “You mean, Chad and Adrian? Were they related or something?”
“In a way,” Isaac said. He tossed Phoenix a glance, who began to explain.
“We did some digging after all the shit went down,” he said. “Turns out Chad was hired help for Adrian. The dude basically got paid to try and push Isaac and Seth apart so Seth would go back to Adrian.”
“No way,” Nico gasped.
“Yes way,” Phoenix said with a snort. “They set up everything so the big night of the charity event was when they could put their plan in action. Chad acted as a diversion for Isaac and Matty, distracting them while Adrian pushed past me and snuck in.” Phoenix shook his head. “I’ll never live that down. I’m still so angry at myself.”
I reached over the table and touched him reassuringly on the arm. “Phoenix, it’s okay. You don’t have to worry about it anymore.”
He sighed. “Thanks.”
“Anyway, enough of that,” Ryan announced, cutting through the quiet. “Can I eat the damn cake yet?”
“Yes, Ryan, you may have a slice of the damn cake,” Isaac said. He lifted off the lid of the tray, which had obscured the cake until now. I gasped.
Written in frosting on the white surface of the cake were the words “I love you, Seth – Yours, Isaac.”
Tears formed in the corners of my eyes and my whole face felt hot. “Isaac…” I laughed. “I can't believe you.”
“I was going to get something less… direct, but Matty and Phoenix encouraged me to have this done instead,” he said, shooting them both a glance. Matty shrugged and Phoenix just grinned.
“Come here,” I said, motioning him over. Isaac stood and came to my side of the table before I pulled him into a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as our kiss deepened. When we finally broke apart, Phoenix and Nico were clapping. I blushed. “Cut it out.”
“What?” Nico said. “It was sweet.”
“Too sweet,” Phoenix said. “I can’t even eat this cake now.”
“Good,” Ryan said, leaning over and stealing his piece. “More for me!”
“Hey! Give that back, you brat!” Phoenix shot up and chased Ryan around the table, who was eagerly stuffing his face with cake as fast as possible. All of us couldn’t help but laugh. Nico was keeled over, slapping his knee when Phoenix finally got Ryan in a headlock and shovelled the half-eaten cake into his mouth.
I grinned so wide my face started to hurt. My life had gone from dreadful to amazing in a month. I had great friends, a fun job, and a wonderful boyfriend who I loved more than anything. I squeezed his hand and he returned it.
He gazed down at me with those pale green eyes I adored. They shimmered like the surface of a lake as he leaned down to press another kiss to my lips.
END
Also by Hawke Oakley
Contemporary Romance
Love Me, Hate Me
Mistletoe Madness
Paranormal Romance
Laced Fates (Laced Mates Book 1)
Laced Hearts (Laced Mates Book 2)
Laced Destinies (Laced Mates Book 3)
Laced Fates: The Complete Collection
Grizzly Heat
The Prince’s Omega (coming soon!)
About the Author
Hawke is a M/M author who loves exploring the lives of gay men. He writes both contemporary and paranormal romance. In his spare time he enjoys hiking with his dog, hanging out with his boyfriend, and playing video games.
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