by GA Hauser
“Let me shower. I feel very grimy and uncomfortable from the yard work.”
Instantly Tyler released him. “Should I leave?”
“No.” Jordon met his eyes to make it abundantly clear.
“Good.” Tyler sighed.
“Get yourself a beer. Explore the place.”
“Is this house yours, too? Bryan didn’t specify.”
Jordon asked, “Bryan told you I was here?”
“Yes. I told him I had to go over cancellation of the plans with you. I didn’t let on, Jordon.”
“I wish you had.” Jordon smiled smugly. "It would have made him insanely jealous.”
Tyler rushed him, embracing him. “Kiss me once more before you shower.”
Completely floored to be with a person who wanted him this much, Jordon felt suddenly he had no resources for it. It was too good to be true. He held Tyler’s chin gently and closed his eyes. The kiss was incredibly tender. “Will that hold you?”
“It’ll have to.” Tyler wriggled his crotch against Jordon’s.
They were both rock hard. “I’m sure there’s Olympics on. Wait for me.”
“Forever.”
Jordon’s sweet smile fell. The sincerity was blowing him away. “You really feel this strongly about me, Tyler?”
“Yes.” Tyler appeared as if he wanted to say more, but bit his lip.
Then his mother’s words smacked him senseless.
It was a feeling of him being my everything. It was trust, companionship, mutual respect… and yes, attraction. Burning hot attraction.
It was all here, right in his arms. Everything she had said she felt with his father when she knew it was right.
Jordon kissed him again. “Wait. I’ll be right out.”
“I’ll be here.”
“I know. I know you will be.”
***
When Jordon closed himself into the bathroom, Tyler stood still, absorbing everything he had heard. It was mutual. He knew damn well what he was feeling was being reflected back, and he was so high from the very notion that he and Jordon could be a couple, he needed to sit.
He staggered to a chair in the kitchen and dropped down on it, leaning his elbow on the table and propping his chin in his palm. He heard the shower start.
Tyler hadn’t known what to expect when he arrived. And he was certainly prepared to handle Jordon with kid gloves.
Tyler was so lost in thought, he was surprised when Jordon exited the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his hips.
***
Jordon had almost jacked off over Tyler in the shower. That seemed completely absurd at the moment. He was a single man with the object of his every desire alone in his home in Montclair. Jack off again? Not if he could help it. But what the hell did gay guys do? Was there some protocol for becoming physical?
I am so out of my damn league here.
The best idea he had for a chance at some sexual contact was if he initiated it. He knew Tyler. Tyler was way too much of a gentleman to go on the attack. Especially under these circumstances.
“Um… I suppose I need to put some clothing on.”
Tyler didn’t make a move or say a word, but he was staring like he didn’t want to blink.
“You… uh, want to keep me company?”
“What?” Tyler obviously needed clarification.
“My room is upstairs.” Jordon pointed.
“You want me to come to your room?”
“Yeah. Help me pick out something to wear.”
“Are you joking?”
“Yes. Shut up and go.” This wasn’t very subtle. Maybe he'd gotten it wrong and Tyler didn’t want to be close to him that way. “Unless you don’t want to.”
“Are you asking me if I don’t want to go to your room while you’re wrapped in just a towel?”
Jordon didn’t know what to do for the best. “You must think I’m on the rebound or something. Right? Acting crazy? Seducing you?”
Tyler leapt off the chair. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Yeah. I’m crap at it, obviously. My innuendo tactics suck.”
Tyler coiled his arm around Jordon’s waist and drew their crotches together. “You don’t have to be coy with me, Jordon. Just tell me what you want.” Tyler brushed his lips over Jordon’s and it sent a zinging sensation to the tip of Jordon’s cock.
“Like…” Jordon suddenly felt all the blood in his body go south, “…like make a list or something?”
“Make a list,” Tyler replied, chuckling, “out loud.”
“How embarrassing. I can’t do that.”
Tyler directed Jordon to the stairs. “Which way to your room?”
The seductive tone in Tyler’s voice sent the hairs standing on the back of Jordon’s neck. He climbed the set of four carpeted stairs, glancing back at Tyler who seemed mesmerized by his towel-covered ass. “In there,” Jordon said.
“Go. Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m scared shitless.”
“Do you want me to wait outside?”
“No.” Jordon clasped Tyler’s hand and yanked him inside his bedroom. Still clinging to the towel with his left hand, Jordon faced Tyler. Both their chests were beginning to rise and fall rapidly.
Tyler shut the door even though they already had complete privacy. He closed the small gap between them, touched Jordon’s hair, and whispered, “If you could ask for anything from me, what would it be?”
Jordon shivered where he stood. “Oh God…”
With his lips pressed to Jordon’s ear, Tyler breathed, “A blowjob?”
Jordon almost came at the mere suggestion. “I can’t ask you to do that.”
“Why not?” Tyler kissed Jordon’s jaw. “Do you have any idea how much I want to?”
Jordon blinked in shock. “You want to?”
“Fuck, yes…” Tyler rubbed his cock through his shorts and fidgeted anxiously.
Jordon made sure he heard right. He grabbed Tyler’s shoulder, met his eye sternly, and asked, “You want to suck my dick?”
“Please. I’ll get on my knees and beg you.”
As if it was some kind of a dare between buddies, Jordon dropped the towel.
Tyler stood back and did a sweep of Jordon’s body. “Motherfucker…”
“What?” Jordon covered his erection in paranoia.
Tyler slapped his arm down. “Let me look at you.”
The sweat broke out on Jordon’s face. He couldn’t remember Fawn ever ogling him with so much carnal lust in her eyes. Well, she was a lesbian. So that wouldn’t happen, would it?
“Jordon Buck… you are goddamn magnificent.”
Not only was Jordon sweating, he was blushing. “Stop. I’m dying of embarrassment here, Tyler.”
Tyler held Jordon’s elbow and led him to the bed. “Lie down. Relax.”
Jordon reclined, watching Tyler’s every move. Tyler tugged his shirt off, tossing it on the floor. The sight of his rounded pecs and cut abs put Jordon into heat. When his dick bobbed from the excitement, Jordon reached to conceal it.
“No. Don’t.” Tyler stopped him. “It’s perfect, Jordon. I want to thrill you. Don’t hide your attraction for me. Please.” Tyler touched the top of his own shorts. “Can I take these off too?”
Jordon nodded, licking his dry lips. “Yes.”
Tyler dropped his shorts, leaving his briefs on. As Jordon held his breath, Tyler sat next to him on the bed.
“I adore you, Jordon.” Tyler touched Jordon’s face with the tips of his fingers.
“I’m crazy about you too, Tyler.” Jordon’s skin sizzled from the contact.
Very gently, Tyler caressed Jordon, stroking him as if feeling the difference in texture from Jordon’s rough shadow to Jordon’s soft, sparse chest hair.
The thrill at being touched that way by Tyler sent shivering sparkles of pleasure all over Jordon’s body.
After cupping over one of Jordon’s pectoral muscles, Tyler lowered down to Jordon’s nipple and touched i
t with the tip of his tongue.
A low rumble of delight vibrated Jordon’s ribcage. “Tyler…” he whispered.
Tyler lapped at it lovingly, running his tongue up and down the domed surface of Jordon’s chest muscle, tantalizing his erect nipple as he did.
Tyler sucked it, holding it between his teeth.
Jordon was so excited he knew he would come if anything brushed his cock. Had Fawn ever stroked him like this? Jordon could feel Tyler’s love for him. It was as if Tyler were telling Jordon over and over again how much he meant to Tyler. Yet Tyler never uttered more than a whimpering moan of yearning.
After giving his second nipple and chest muscle the same treatment, Tyler moved on.
Tyler's kisses made their slow progress down the center of Jordon’s abdomen. Jordon began to writhe on the bed involuntarily. Tyler’s soft puffs of breath were making him shiver. Another long, low moan escaped Jordon. Was this what truly loving someone felt like?
When Tyler’s cheek contacted the head of Jordon’s cock, Jordon jumped as if a flame had scorched him, knowing pre-come was oozing from it. Jordon almost apologized… until…
Tyler slid the tip of his tongue into Jordon’s slit.
“Ah! Oh my fucking God!” Not only could Jordon not believe his eyes, he couldn’t believe the sensation. He clenched his fists, digging at the bedspread under him, his hips elevating, and he felt the veins in his neck bulge. “Tyler… Tyler…”
Undaunted and most certainly just commencing the act, Tyler used his tongue to trace along the head of Jordon’s cock and the sensitive skin under it.
Jordon was about to pass out, gasping, feeling his balls tighten up to the rocket launch. Jordon had the urge to cross his legs to stop what was inevitably about to blow. Never had he been aware of this kind of potential for the pleasure his body could give him until he was introduced to Tyler Holliday’s tongue. “I’m close. Oh fuck, I’m sorry, Tyler, I’m very close.”
The minute he announced it, Tyler held the base of Jordon’s cock and sank the entire length into his mouth. When Jordon felt the suck, squeeze, and drag of Tyler’s teeth-covered lips across his dick, he let loose a series of shocked expletives, “Fucking-holy-mother-fucking-hell!” and thrust his hips deeper as he came. With Tyler sucking long, hard draws on his dick, Jordon almost passed out from the strength. “Ohhh, goddddd… oh… myfuckinggod…” The climax crackled and sputtered along his entire frame. Tyler continued to suck him dry, milking him, massaging his balls.
“Nooo… ohmyfrickengod… no… please don’t tell me this is what my brother gets every time… please… it’s so unfair…”
Tyler sat up, laughing. “No, Mr. Buck. This is what you will get from now on.”
Jordon raised his head from the pillow. His body still rocking from the orgasmic aftershocks, he grabbed Tyler by his shoulders, brought him upward with a powerful tug, and connected to his mouth.
When he tasted his own come on Tyler’s lips, Jordon went wild. He rolled on top of Tyler, pinning him underneath, and devoured him, whimpering, moaning, lovesick, and not caring who knew about it.
***
Tyler had found heaven.
This beautiful, naked man was on top of him, sucking at his tongue with newfound freedom. Tyler ran his hands from Jordon’s satiny shoulders to his tight, rounded ass, squeezing it in both palms. Jordon’s cock was rock hard. It didn’t matter that he had just come. Obviously Jordon needed to be loved again, to find more release. God only knew how that horrible woman had deprived this amazing man. He’d obviously never had a blowjob of any quality before.
Jordon seemed delirious with it. Like it was a brand-new world of pleasure. It was obviously liberating him.
When kisses covered Tyler’s face, he started laughing at the tickling.
“Baby… baby…” Jordon crooned, “I want you. Love you. I do. I love you. I need you.”
“I’m yours,” Tyler said simply. “Your wish is my command.”
“Be with me.” Jordon leaned up. “I’m not just saying that because of what happened.”
“I know.” Tyler cupped his face to calm him.
“I’ve loved you since we worked out together. Since we began to hang out. I have. I’m being honest with you.”
“I know,” Tyler echoed, smiling..
“It’s not some rebound thing.”
“Jordon.” Tyler stroked his face. “I know what it is.”
“Me too, Tyler. You are my everything. I trust you. You are my dearest companion. I respect you. And most of all, Tyler, I am sexually attracted to you. Burning hot attraction that I crave. I crave…” Jordon humped Tyler under him. “I crave you,” he hissed, kissing Tyler’s lips. “Tell me you crave me too.”
“I hunger for you, Jordon. Like air and water.” Tyler licked Jordon’s chin.
“Take these off.” Jordon tugged at Tyler’s briefs.
Immediately, Tyler tore them off and tossed them. He spread his legs and allowed Jordon to rest between them.
Jordon nestled into Tyler’s neck, grinding against his pelvis. “You feel so good. So good…”
Tyler tightened his embrace, nibbling Jordon’s cheek, licking his sideburn. “I love you. So much.”
“I’m on fire.” Jordon’s expression was akin to pain. “Feeling you under me this way. Tyler, I’m so fucking hot again. You make me so excited that I can’t get over how wonderful you feel against my skin.”
“Make love to me.” Tyler cradled Jordon’s jaw in his palm. “Be one with me.” Tyler noticed some trepidation in Jordon’s expression. Tyler coaxed Jordon’s lips to his. The kissing instantly encouraged more whimpers of desire. Tyler could feel the damp heat between their cocks as they ground into each other. “I want you in me.”
Jordon shivered at Tyler’s whisper of his need.
“Claim me, lover,” Tyler breathed sensually. “Take what I can give you. You and only you.”
Jordon leaned on his elbows so they could stare into each others’ eyes. “I don’t know how to make love to a man.”
Tyler replied, “Let me show you the way.”
After a pause, Jordon asked, “Me and only me?”
Tyler held up his hand in a vow. “Until you tire of me and say you don’t want me anymore.”
“I won’t do that. I couldn’t possibly do that.”
Tyler felt devastated.
As if seeing the loss of communication, Jordon gripped Tyler’s head and clarified, “I meant I could never tire of you or tell you I didn’t want you anymore.”
“Thank fuck!” Tyler squeezed him in a clutching embrace. “I thought you meant--”
“Shut up and show me how.”
***
Jordon couldn’t control his respirations. He was panting and it felt like he and Tyler had just completed that strenuous hill climb program. They were both gasping for breath.
“Do you have rubbers and lube?” Tyler asked quietly.
Jordon forced his brain to think. “I know I have rubbers. Bryan uses this place a lot. Let me look.” Jordon stared down at him. “Don’t go anywhere.”
A low chuckle of amusement came from Tyler. “I’m not going anywhere, believe me.”
Not wanting to climb off Tyler’s delicious body, Jordon braced himself on his arms and stared at Tyler. He took a moment to reflect, to really see this man, feel where they overlapped, get a sense of what a hard penis felt like pressing against his. After admiring Tyler’s handsome face, Jordon gazed down at their pelvises. Dark pubic hair and the heads of two very engorged cocks were visible between them. A shiver of sensual passion rocked him. Did the women he had loved ever compare to the erotic beauty of Tyler Holliday?
He did a slow sweep back to Tyler’s crystal blue eyes.
“You okay?” Tyler asked, touching Jordon’s hair.
Completely lost in how perfect Tyler looked, felt, and smelled, Jordon asked, “What was I supposed to be doing?”
“Rubbers and lube?” Tyler laughed sweetly.
In embarrassment, Jordon forced himself to part from Tyler, something he was loath to do. Rubbers and lube…
He kept repeating it in his head, because if he even looked back at the bed, seeing Tyler naked and ready for him, he’d forget. He opened his nightstand drawer, where he kept his supply of condoms, and was surprised to see Bryan had indeed left lubrication. Jordon held up the tube. “Is this it?”