by Cameron Dane
“I’ve had a lot of fantasies about you taking those running shorts off me too,” Alex murmured. His lips came to rest against Hunter’s lower belly. Against his skin, Hunter could feel the grin Alex wore. Alex licked into Hunter’s fur and ran little crazy eights patterns with his tongue over the soft, hidden skin, and then stamped another smile into Hunter’s flesh when he reached the base of his cock. “I’ve imagined myself getting on all fours right there on the side of the road,” Alex shared, driving Hunter insane with both his story and his lips along Hunter’s shaft, “and you pushing my shorts down my ass so you could take me from behind.” One more tilt of his lips, this time against Hunter’s engorged tip. “Picturing it made me hard as hell” -- the hum of Alex’s voice snaked straight down Hunter’s cock and grabbed onto his balls -- “which was a little disconcerting to accept for an exclusive top like me.”
Hunter yanked his hands away from his eyes and reared up to his elbows, but right then Alex parted his kiss-swollen lips and sucked down half of Hunter’s cock. Alex quickly wrapped his hand around Hunter’s root and started jerking him off in time with powerful, suctioning pulls over the top half of his length, the man moaning each time Hunter’s cock filled his mouth. Millions of tiny nerve endings in Hunter’s penis screamed their pleasure with Alex’s talents, and soon Hunter gritted his teeth in an effort not to take control and fuck Alex’s face.
Hunter couldn’t tear his stare from Alex bobbing up and down his prick with obvious enthusiasm, and the sight of his lips spread wide over Hunter’s thickness pushed dangerously at Hunter’s baser desires. He clenched his fists and willed his hips to stay locked in place, but his thighs shook with his efforts not to shove himself down Alex’s throat. Hunter wanted to get so deep he would choke Alex. Then he wanted to rip his dick out and come all over the man’s face and hair, only to force Alex to get him hard again so Hunter could drench him in a second and third coating of cum. He wanted to spill himself into so many nooks and crannies Alex would never get Hunter’s scent off him. No. Stop it. If Hunter humiliated Alex in such a way, particularly after how he’d treated Alex at the job site, Hunter would never get himself clean again.
As Alex relaxed and took more of Hunter’s length, swirling his tongue as he gently sucked Hunter to his throat, he looked up at Hunter through lust-filled eyes. His gaze made Hunter think Alex welcomed all the unspoken, derogatory acts in Hunter’s twisted head. Fuck, yes.
Just as Hunter began to thrust his hips, intent on choking Alex with his cock, he jerked away at the last second and pulled his dick out of Alex’s mouth. Shit. Horrified at his fast slip, Hunter flipped Alex onto his back, desperate to hide his ugliness with something normal. Alex crab walked backward, making Hunter think he was trying to get away. Hunter lunged. He yanked Alex back to him, shoved his thighs apart, and found the pathway to salvation in Alex’s pink, starburst hole.
Hunter blindly dug into the outer pocket of his duffel bag, knowing exactly where he’d packed the condoms and lube. Once he hit on the foil-lined packet, he put it between his teeth and tore. As Hunter rolled the rubber on one handed, he opened the clear lubricant with the other and slathered it all over his sheathed dick. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Alex’s snapped-shut entrance beckoned to Hunter, but Hunter commanded himself to halt with his slick fingers hovering right over where he needed to go. Hunter flicked his gaze up from Alex’s pucker and forced himself to meet the man’s wide-eyed gaze. Shit. I scared him.
“Let me fuck you,” Hunter pleaded, his voice unbearably scratchy. He’d already shown Alex too much of his most private weaknesses, but right now he feared if he couldn’t hide his deviant needs behind sex, he would debase Alex again, and maybe hurt him much worse this time. Hunter’s damaged hand trembled with his need to shove his fingers inside Alex’s ass and prepare him for a rough ride. His tone only got huskier too. “I need to fuck you.” Hunter couldn’t help closing the distance and tracing his fingers around Alex’s pulsating ring, but he willed himself not to take. Hunter locked on to Alex’s pure stare, his need exposed. “Please,” he whispered, sweating like hell, but he waited.
WITNESSING HUNTER’S TORMENT stabbed at Alex’s core. He wrapped his hand around Hunter’s neck and dragged him down, not thinking about his body and what Hunter might do to it. Alex didn’t care about physical pain. Only easing Hunter’s obvious anguish mattered.
Lips to lips, Alex scraped kisses against Hunter’s hard mouth. At the same time, he pushed his hand between their bodies and forced Hunter’s scarred fingers into his ass. “Ohhh shit.” Alex bit his lip through first penetration. Hunter’s pupils flared, making his eyes nearly black.
Hunter murmured, “Jesus,” and pushed his fingers in deeper, widening Alex’s chute.
Alex’s passage contracted repeatedly, his body still confused about being on the receiving end of mating. “Just enough to get me slick,” Alex ordered through gritted teeth. Hunter twisted his fingers in accordance, sending mixed signals of streaks of joy between the lines of burning discomfort in Alex’s ass. “That’s good. Ohhh, damn it.” Hunter grazed Alex’s sweet spot, and Alex’s cock and balls jumped with appreciation. “Damn it.” Hunter scissored his digits within Alex’s rear tunnel -- fuck -- and Alex grabbed the man’s wrist. “No more.” He pushed Hunter’s fingers from his hole.
Immediately Hunter began to lift himself away. In a flash, Alex tightened his hold on the man’s neck. Looking into Hunter’s wary eyes, Alex guided Hunter’s cock to replace his fingers. “I meant no more fingering.” He brought their mouths together again and whispered, “Fuck me, Hunt.” Alex licked past the seam of Hunter’s lips and grazed their tongues. When he withdrew, he added, “I want the same as you.”
With a gruff, strangled noise, Hunter slashed his mouth across Alex’s and punched his cock into Alex’s ass. Alex cried out into Hunter’s mouth, still unused to Hunter’s thickness invading his ass so fast and hard. Hunter swallowed any sounds Alex produced, and he quickly began stabbing his rigid length into Alex’s channel with repeated strokes.
Alex’s stretched pucker burned, and his tunnel still squeezed uncontrollably, unable to relax. He lifted his hips into Hunter’s fucking anyway, with more enthusiasm that he’d ever experienced topping any other man, and remained painfully erect too. Alex craved roughness in this coupling with Hunter as much as Hunter loved to give it. Alex had never felt more alive in his life than he did when he spent time with Hunter. Talking, arguing, learning…fucking.
Alex sank his fingers into Hunter’s hair and held the man close for an invasive, unbridled kiss. He ate at Hunter’s mouth, grunting through each stab of Hunter’s cock into his ass, hungry for this chance to explore, learn, and show how much he wanted Hunter too. Hunter bit Alex in response and tried to take ownership of the kiss, but Alex pulled the man’s hair and fought for control. He swept his tongue along Hunter’s teeth, licked the roof of his mouth, and caught Hunter in another duel of tongues, which Alex battled and won. Right away Hunter broke the kiss and braced himself on his hands. He snapped his hips with rapid-fire speed, drilling shallow thrusts into Alex’s flaming passage with piston-fast strokes, and sent a high-voltage jolt of pure pleasure from Alex’s ass all throughout his body.
Suddenly friction became Alex’s world, and he drove his hind quarters into Hunter’s fucking like a wanton. “Don’t stop.” He moaned, his insides coiling in the most delicious way every time Hunter slid his rigid length along Alex’s anal walls. “You feel so good.” Looking, staring, slipping to a place of pure, raw emotions, Alex found himself drowning in the pitch-black pools of Hunter’s open gaze. “I love feeling you in my ass.” He stabbed himself into Hunter’s driving shaft, and at the same time couldn’t stop touching the man’s shoulders, chest, arms, and abdomen, glorying in his strength. “I want to feel you everywhere.”
Hunter reared upright, out of touching range. Before Alex could protest, Hunter pressed his hands into the backs of Alex’s thighs and spread him wide op
en. Right there, on full display, Hunter plugged Alex’s hole with his cock. Hunter slid his palms up the backs of Alex’s legs to his knees and pressed them right into the bedding. As Hunter looked at Alex, he moaned and nudged his length within the confines of Alex’s chute.
Glancing up, Hunter revealed a gaze darker than Alex had ever seen. “Watch us.” His tone dared Alex to fight him. “Watch me fuck you.” Hunter withdrew all the way, leaving Alex open and begging, and then drove back into him to the hilt, making them both shout. The angle tagged Alex’s passage in a whole new way, making him feel tighter and harder for Hunter to penetrate, and had him leaking precum all over his belly and pleading with Hunter for more.
Hunter set up a punishing pace, nailing Alex’s ass with repeated sure, deep strikes. Both men stared as Hunter claimed Alex again and again. Balls slapped taint with each drive, the repetitive hard, fast fucking not only tenderizing Alex’s inner channel but reddening his ass cheeks too. Hunter sank his fingertips into Alex’s legs and gritted his teeth with the next particularly deep, grinding penetration. Alex bit his lip, struggling against the acute pleasure riding his ass and consuming his chute.
Alex itched to grab his dick and jerk off in time with each stabbing invasion, but he knew the second he touched himself, he would lose it and shoot all over his stomach. In this position, though, beyond how incredible Hunter felt inside him, Alex couldn’t thrust or even bump his hips in participation. Alex couldn’t grab on to Hunter, and he wanted to, God how he wanted to. He ached to caress Hunter’s hard body and sink into his warmth. I want more than just fucking.
Shit. Suddenly Alex surged upright and shoved Hunter onto his back, staying with him and keeping them connected the entire time. He planted his hands on Hunter’s chest to keep him pinned to the floor. “Let me. Please.” Alex sounded as frantic as Hunter had only moments ago. “I need to ride you.” Unable to wait for a response, maybe scared of what he would hear, Alex began slamming his hips and working himself off on the cock buried deep in his ass. Hunter’s cock. Shit.
Alex looked down and found himself trapped in Hunter’s dark gaze, desperate to know more of his secrets and earn more of his trust. Staring, getting lost in Hunter, Alex began slipping from driving his hole down onto Hunter’s length to tucking Hunter all the way inside him and rocking slowly against his thick, embedded length with rough grinding, hardly moving at all. Hunter gasped and bucked, but Alex squeezed his thighs against Hunter and kept him on the bedding. “Don’t fight it,” Alex said gently. He curled his hands against Hunter’s scarred chest and gritted his teeth through the pure joy of merely clenching his rectal walls around Hunter’s fully encased cock. “Just feel.”
Hunter bared his teeth, and his skin pulled taut across his cheekbones, making him look savage. He stretched his arms wide and grabbed on to the edge of the coffee table and the foot of the recliner. With every slight rock of Alex’s hips, Hunter heaved and gripped the table and chair tighter, until his knuckles turned white. His chest expanded and his muscles strained, but he didn’t move. Alex clenched his passage again, moaning as he lifted all the way to Hunter’s tip and then descended again, moaning as he swallowed Hunter’s cock to the pubes once more.
An inhuman, high cry escaped Hunter, and his penis swelled even thicker in Alex’s ass. As sweat dripped down his temples, Hunter closed his eyes and turned away.
The tightest band imaginable contracted around Alex’s chest, crushing his heart, but breaking open his soul. He cupped Hunter’s face and guided the man back to him. “Look at me, Hunt.” He grazed his thumbs across closed eyes. “Just like you made me look at you.”
Hunter blinked, showing a too-bright, wild stare, and Alex tumbled over the edge of a dark, bottomless well. He started riding Hunter again, trying to scramble and find familiar footing, but each slide of Hunter’s dick in his ass became a permanent brand Alex could never heal. Alex pounded himself down on Hunter even harder and pulled on his cock, twisting the coil tighter and tighter in his belly, as if physical pleasure could provide a branch to grab in the darkness. Alex was never one to lie to himself, though, and even if he could fool his brain, he couldn’t break away from Hunter’s dark eyes and the silent way his gaze beckoned Alex into his tormented world.
Alex folded himself on top of Hunter, needing even more closeness. His throat hurt, his pulse skittered crazily, and his tail end flamed with overuse, but Alex wouldn’t leave this spot for a dozen new, choice hotels.
Brushing his trembling fingertips against Hunter’s kiss-swollen mouth, Alex roughly whispered, “I love you, Hunter.”
“No.” Hunter locked his arms around Alex’s waist and surged into a sitting position, with Alex wrapped around him. He thrust his cock deep into Alex’s passage over and over again, shaking his head as he shook and shook and shook.
As Alex’s ass took a brutal pounding and his dick screamed for release between the crush of their stomachs, he held on and promised, “Yes yes yes.” He tunneled his fingers into Hunter’s hair, forcing him to stay connected, and choked out, “I love you,” again.
On a shout of denial, Hunter threw his head back, yet still held Alex down on his fully embedded cock. He swelled inside Alex, his thickness pushing with unbearably sweet pain against Alex’s rectal walls. Then Hunter cried “No” again as warmth, even through the condom, filled Alex’s ass. A bone-shaking shudder racked through Hunter as he held their bodies fused together, a guttural display he could not deny.
In response, orgasm rocked through Alex in an equally raw manner. He pumped himself onto Hunter’s stomach like an animal, covering the area with hot spits of cum.
Fucking shit. Alex’s heart rate had not even begun to return to normal when Hunter pushed Alex off his lap and shot to his feet. Hunter quickly clenched his hands into fists repeatedly, and he scanned the room wildly, as if he didn’t know where he was. “You shouldn’t have said that.” Hunter wiped his mouth, and he finally pulled himself together, only to shoot Alex a look that should have put him six feet under. “You shouldn’t feel it.” Hunter stumbled into an end table as he backed away. “Not for me.” He took off running down the hall.
Alex jumped up and gave chase. He hit the doorway at the end of the short hall just as Hunter slammed it in his face. The lock echoed like gunfire as the bolt slid home.
Fuck.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Goddamn. Shit. Motherfucker, Alex. Why couldn’t you just let me fuck you? Why did you have to say you love me?
After locking the door, Hunter rushed to the medicine cabinet and tore it open, desperate to find razors or tweezers, anything he could use to cut into his skin. He turned on the faucet, cranked the knob up to all hot water, just in case he couldn’t find anything and had to improvise. Scalding water would work, but Jesus God -- Hunter struggled not to hyperventilate -- he really needed something, anything, fast.
A bang shook the locked door. “Hunter!” Alex hit the hollow wood again, and Hunter jerked, the sound ratcheting up his need to find a weapon tenfold. “Let me in right now!”
In his scrambling efforts, Hunter knocked bottles and medicine to the sink and floor, littering the small bathroom with useless items. “Leave. Please.” Hunter spun and yanked the shower curtain open, searching, searching, searching for anything sharp. Jesus. He wiped his perspiring neck. He swore he could feel Alex breathing on his skin. “You have to leave me alone.”
“That’s not gonna happen.” Determination filled Alex’s tone. The door rattled as he took another run at the barrier. “You’re not doing this to yourself anymore.”
Hunter dropped to his knees and ripped open the storage area under the sink. “You don’t understand,” he whispered, his voice cracking. “I have to.” Nothing. His brain churned ugly thoughts and terrible emotions through his system so fast he couldn’t process anything that didn’t involve breaking down the door and tearing Alex from limb to limb -- anything to make him pay for ruining this night.
No! Steam from the rush o
f water running down the sink filled the bathroom and called to Hunter like a beautiful siren in a dangerous strait. He almost stuck his good hand under the scalding flow but at the last second spotted a leather bag on the back of the toilet. Hunter swiped at it, and the contents of the open case scattered across the floor. Plastic-encased razor blades bounced and spilled around the commode. Hunter fell to his knees and grabbed one just as the door thundered with another crash. Wood splintered from the jamb; the door slammed into the wall as it careened open, and Alex stormed inside.
Still nude too, Alex folded himself in front of Hunter, careful to cover the exposed blades with a towel before he knelt and pushed them aside. “Shit.” He wiped at his mouth, suddenly appearing much older than his thirty-one years. “Please don’t.” He covered Hunter’s hand with his. “Don’t hurt yourself again.”
Hunter yanked away and wedged himself into a tight corner between the toilet and the wall, desperate to cover his back and flanks. “You can’t understand.” Shame consumed every corner of Hunter’s being, making the knowledge that he would soon implode a million times more acute. “I can’t make it stop…” Unless I cut you instead. Hunter could never let Alex see the deeper layers of twisted thoughts living inside him every day. “Go away.” He put the razor to the outer edge of his chest, letting the blade kiss his flesh. “Now.”
“No.” The vehemence in Alex’s voice only made Hunter’s heart speed up unbearably. “If you’re going to do it, then it’s going to happen in front of me.” Alex slid his fingers under Hunter’s chin and lifted his face out of hiding. “You’re not going to hurt yourself in secret anymore.”