by Rosina Scott
Matt put the figure back in the box carefully and looked up at Lucas through tear-filled eyes. Lucas set the box aside and pulled Matt into his arms.
“Lucas, please don’t ever leave me,” Matt sobbed as he pressed his head into the crook of Lucas’s neck.
“Shhh, it’s all right, I’m here. I won’t ever leave you alone, angel. I’ll be here for you always, and I will teach you to fly again.”
Once Lucas had dried Matt’s tears, he dressed and waited for Matt to gather his things so that they could return to Matt’s apartment. It had already been a long and emotional day for them both, one that had revealed many truths.
After arriving back at the apartment, Lucas watched Matt rearrange the angels in the glass cabinet, setting the figure he had given him in pride of place in the center of the top shelf, alongside his broken angel. He could tell that the gift had cheered Matt up considerably and that he was finally beginning to accept the fact that he was loved. Lucas stifled a yawn that crept up on him. He could feel the heat rise to his cheeks, embarrassed by his sudden tiredness.
“You should get some rest,” Matt said.
“You’re probably right. I’m sorry about today, Matt. I really wanted to be with you.”
“Don’t worry about it; we have all the time in the world. Go on, go and get some sleep.”
“Are you going to join me?” Lucas asked, watching Matt closely for any sign that he was unhappy with the way things were progressing.
“Not just yet. I want to develop some photos, but don’t worry. I’ll still be here when you wake up.”
“All right, angel. Have fun, and I’ll see you when I wake up.” Lucas leaned in and kissed Matt softly before he turned toward the bedroom.
“I will. Goodnight, Lucas.”
Lucas curled up on his side of Matt’s bed and closed his eyes. He was so tired, but he knew that Matt would be all right. He was working, and that was all that mattered. He would be able to keep himself occupied until Lucas woke up.
MATT made his way into the darkroom and closed the door behind him. He pulled the roll of film out of his pocket and set about developing the pictures from their earlier photo session, anxious to see how the shoot had gone before Lucas had panicked.
When he stepped out of the darkroom, he clutched the photographs against his chest. He set them down on the coffee table and then slipped silently into the bedroom to collect some things from his bedside drawer. As he entered the room, he smiled to himself at the almost childlike form of his older lover. Lucas looked so peaceful in his sleep. Matt opened the drawer quietly and reached inside, collecting a tube of lube and the vibrator he kept there. He bit his lip as he watched Lucas roll over but not awaken. Releasing the breath he had been holding, he shut the drawer before retreating into the sitting room.
Matt set his toys down on the coffee table beside the photographs before slowly stripping. He thought that Lucas would likely be asleep for several hours, so he could allow himself the time to indulge himself with the photographs of their session that morning.
The cool air of the room hit his already-enflamed body when he peeled the T-shirt from his chest and dropped it onto the sofa. His nipples pebbled under the cool air and the heat of his arousal. The prospect that Lucas might see him made him burn more than he had imagined since Aran.
Once he was naked, Matt sat down with his back against the side of the sofa. He spread his legs and placed his feet firmly on the floor so he could get the right amount of support when he needed it. Closing his eyes briefly, he reached out for the photographs. He arranged them on the glass surface and smiled at the images of Lucas bound and gagged in the various black-and-white stills. He could feel his cock harden more as he idly traced the curve of Lucas’s cheek on the photo of his face as the gag was put in place.
Lucas’s eyes had been full of wonder and love at that stage in the shoot. His nostrils had flared as he adjusted to breathing around the gag. Matt reached down and idly caressed his cock, feeling it twitch against his fingers and spill the first of his precum. Taking the tube of lube, he squirted some onto his fingers before setting it down within reach.
Matt reached lower and gently traced the puckered ring of his anus before pressing his finger more firmly against his entrance. His eyes clouded with desire as he pushed inside, feeling his body accept his digit without resistance. He let out a shuddering breath while he worked his finger in and out of his body with slow, deliberate strokes until he was ready to take a second. He breathed deeply, his eyes on the photos of Lucas, his cock swelling further as he worked his entrance ready for the vibrator. Pressing a second finger inside, he slowly thrust in and out, scissoring them to stretch his body. His breath quickened when he brushed over his prostate lightly; he didn’t want to excite himself too much, for he wanted to prolong this pleasure as long as possible. Matt let out a whimpering cry as he pressed a third finger into his body and felt it brush against his prostate. He was so aroused, he knew he could come from just a few light touches on his cock. Removing his fingers, he picked up the blue bullet-shaped vibrator and coated the length with enough lube to make the entry as easy and painless as possible.
LUCAS opened his eyes mistily and looked around for his young lover. He saw no sign of him in the bedroom, but he could see that the bedroom door was ajar. Lucas could also hear labored breathing and realized that Matt was clearly relieving his frustrations.
Lucas climbed from the bed and padded over to the door; he pushed it open fully and felt his cock harden at the sight of Matt with his head thrown back in pleasure as he thrust his fingers into his body. He knew that he should leave Matt alone to work through this, but he wanted to be the one to cause him to cry out in ecstasy as he found his release. He knew what he had to do, and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. He wanted to help Matt. He loved him, and he wanted to show him that.
Lucas undressed and walked silently into the room, dropping down to his knees beside Matt as the younger man closed his eyes and picked up the vibrator from the table.
“Please let me?” Lucas whispered, reaching out to take the toy from Matt’s fingers.
Matt’s head shot up, and he flinched away from Lucas, letting the vibrator drop to the floor. Lucas touched his arm lightly.
“Hey, it’s me. Don’t be scared. I don’t want to hurt you, angel,” Lucas said softly. He picked up the vibrator and wiped it carefully with the wet wipes that lay on the coffee table, cleaning the toy before coating it with lube once more.
MATT closed his eyes, his heart pounding in his chest. At a touch of Lucas’s hand, his eyes opened once more, and he took in the sincere look on Lucas’s face. But then looking down, he saw how hard Lucas was, and he knew that he would have to be careful. He didn’t want to anger the older man.
He moved toward Lucas, leaned back against the sofa, and spread his legs voluntarily, for he knew that was what Lucas wanted. He bit his lower lip when Lucas smiled at him while he coated the vibrator with lube.
“Please don’t hurt me,” Matt said softly. Resting against the soft cushions of the sofa, his head lay so he could watch Lucas’s eyes at all times.
“I would never hurt you, angel. I love you.” Lucas gently ran his hand against Matt’s cheek. “If you want me to stop, just say so. I don’t want to force you into anything that you don’t want to do.”
“Okay.”
Matt was scared, but he was also aroused and wanted to at least try to let Lucas please him. He bit his lip in anticipation as Lucas moved the vibrator over to his entrance and gently pressed the tip against the puckered ring.
Matt tensed slightly when he felt the blunt head of the vibrator touch his body. This was so different with Lucas, that much he knew in his heart, yet his head was having trouble separating that fact from his past.
He began to breathe deeply as Lucas turned the knob, making the vibrator come to life. The hum of the toy sent a shockwave of pleasure through his cock, causing more precum to leak from its head.
He almost rocketed off the floor at the press of the vibrator against his balls when Lucas stroked them softly with the toy. Lucas caressed him up and down, allowing the vibrations to pass through his delicate skin. He groaned and moved his body so he was more open to Lucas, his legs falling apart, displaying himself fully.
“Don’t stop, please,” Matt whimpered as the vibrator brushed around his entrance. He knew that within seconds, Lucas would press it into him. Right then he needed the contact, and he would do anything to get the friction of the toy sliding over his prostate and the immense pleasure when he finally came.
“I won’t stop unless you want it, angel,” Lucas purred.
Matt opened his eyes to see Lucas kneeling between his legs, his own cock swollen and leaking precum. Matt bit his lower lip and watched the way Lucas’s cock twitched as he caressed him with the vibrator.
A long whimper escaped when the vibrator sank inside his body. He was clinging to the coffee table with one hand to steady himself as he moaned.
“Shhh, it’s okay,” Lucas told him while he began to gently thrust the vibrator into Matt’s body.
“Oh God.” Matt grabbed hold of Lucas’s arm as Lucas worked the vibrator deeper and adjusted the speed. He was past caring what Lucas did right now as long as he made Matt come.
“That’s it, angel, let go.” Lucas murmured while Matt threw his head back and screamed out his release. His semen hit Lucas in the chest as he arched up off the floor and grasped Lucas’s arm tightly, while his chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to regain his composure.
“Thank you,” Matt whispered, launching himself into Lucas’s arms.
LUCAS sat cradling Matt in his arms, the young man having fallen asleep after the intense orgasm he had just experienced. They had been sitting together for some time when Lucas heard the distant ring of his cell phone.
He groaned since he knew he had to get up and answer the damn thing. It might be his agent calling about a script.
He gently shook Matt awake so he wouldn’t scare him.
“Mmmm, what time is it?” Matt asked sleepily.
“I don’t know, angel, but I need to go answer my phone. I left it in the bedroom, and it might be important.”
Matt nodded and shifted away from Lucas, snuggling against the sofa. “I’ll be right back,” Lucas told him, leaning down to kiss him softly before disappearing into the bedroom.
“Hello?” Lucas said after he snatched the phone up from the bedside table.
“Jesus, Lucas, where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to get hold of you for hours now.”
“I’ve been doing exactly what you told me to do, Kate— having my photo taken for the magazine,” Lucas said, smiling when he saw Matt pass by the open door and then heard the sound of running water.
“I thought the photo shoot was two days ago. Please don’t tell me that you’re screwing the photographer,” his agent said with a sigh. Lucas rolled his eyes; he’d gone along with her insistence that he needed a sexy photo shoot to pump up his image, as long as he got to choose the photographer. Kate lived in fear that if anyone learned he was gay, he’d stop getting leading roles and she’d lose her commissions.
“So what did you want me for?” Lucas knew that changing the subject would piss her off, since she was clearly fishing for details.
“Okay, keep your secrets. You have a casting call for your next movie. They want you to come in and read with some of your potential costars.”
“Ah-huh,” Lucas said absently, his mind beginning to wander since he could hear the soft sounds of Matt singing in the shower.
“Lucas, are you even listening to me?” Kate snapped, bringing Lucas out of his thoughts.
“Yeah, I’m listening. When and where is the call?” Lucas asked. He really hoped that he could join Matt in the shower before he had to leave.
“It’s tomorrow at ten thirty at the studio.”
“Okay, I’ll be there. Oh, and Kate, I want to do a calendar.”
“Lucas, you don’t want to cheapen yourself with such a trivial thing.”
“Matt thinks it will help my career and get me out to a new audience,” Lucas said forcefully, knowing that he was going to have to push for this.
“You’re fucking him, aren’t you? Why else would you value his opinion so much?”
“It’s none of your damn business what I do in my spare time. I want to do this calendar, and I want Matt Silver to shoot it,” Lucas growled, on the verge of just telling Kate where she could stick her job.
“Lucas, I am not approving a calendar. That is not what I meant when I said you needed a younger image. You’re not some teen idol that girls will want to pin on their walls.”
“You realize that I can get a new agent just like that, don’t you, Kate?”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Just push me and see what I dare to do.”
“You don’t scare me. Don’t forget your call tomorrow.”
“I’m not senile yet, Kate. Goodbye.” Lucas snapped the phone closed and tossed it back onto the table. He ran his hands through his hair, trying to defuse his anger before he joined Matt in the shower.
MATT closed his eyes, letting the warm water from the shower cascade over his head and down his back, breathing deeply when he heard Lucas’s voice raised in anger. He hoped that Lucas wouldn’t still be angry when he finished his call, for right now Matt was feeling so happy. He hadn’t felt this way since he was seventeen. Before his life had changed forever.
Fortunately, Lucas was smiling when he pushed open the bathroom door and stepped into the steamy room. “Matt, may I join you?” he asked softly, easing Matt’s concern.
“Please,” Matt answered immediately, feeling the heat rise up into his cheeks. He knew that Lucas would see the effect he had on Matt’s body.
Lucas slid the door open and stepped into the shower cubicle. Matt turned his head when he felt Lucas step behind him and touch his hair lightly. He smiled as he saw Lucas’s azure gaze regarding him with love.
“Who was on the phone?” Matt asked. He leaned into Lucas’s caress as he traced his left hand gently across his cheek, while Lucas’s other hand went down to rest on his hip, holding him carefully as he pressed up against Matt more firmly.
“It was my agent,” Lucas whispered as he leaned down and kissed Matt’s throat. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“What did your agent want?” Matt pressed his body back against Lucas’s, feeling the head of Lucas’s cock brush up against his buttocks. He took a shuddering breath and closed his eyes.
“I have a casting call to attend tomorrow morning,” Lucas told him. He moved his lips softly against Matt’s shoulders and down his spine while kneeling down behind him.
“Uhhh, that’s good. Mmmm, Luc. Is it for a movie?” Matt whimpered and spread his legs voluntarily; he wanted to allow Lucas to pleasure him.
“Yes,” Lucas answered distractedly, caressing Matt’s buttocks while he kissed the base of Matt’s spine, letting his tongue snake downward and ghosting it against the cleft of Matt’s buttocks.
“Uhhh, Luc, don’t stop.” Matt heard Lucas chuckle softly as he lapped up the water that ran over his heated flesh. Lucas cupped Matt’s buttocks in his hands, spread the cheeks gently, and leaned in to run his tongue along the cleft.
“Uhhh, don’t ever stop. Oh God, Lucas.” Matt moaned as Lucas’s tongue stroked him. He lowered his head and looked down at his cock, which was already weeping; he was so aroused he didn’t know what he was going to do.
Lucas traced his tongue lovingly around Matt’s entrance, caressing the puckered flesh with his tongue. “Oh, I’m so close,” Matt groaned. Lucas’s tongue plunged in and out of his body. “Lucas, please, I’m going to come.” Matt whimpered as Lucas reached around and slowly began to stroke his cock in time with the thrusts of his tongue.
It didn’t take more than a few well-timed strokes of his fist before Matt cried out his release. Lucas stood
up and cradled Matt against his chest, letting him regain his breath.
Matt rested within Lucas’s arms for a few minutes before he turned and pressed Lucas against the wall and dropped to his knees.
“Matt, please, you don’t have to do this,” Lucas whispered in response to the pleading look in Matt’s eyes.
“I know. I’m doing it because I want to. To fly again, remember? I want to learn to fly, Lucas.” Matt ran his tongue lovingly over Lucas’s cock, tracing the vein on the underside.
“Don’t tease, please. I’m so close already.”
Matt looked up at Lucas, watching his eyes darken with desire when he took the head of his cock between his lips.
Sucking softly, he caressed Lucas’s testicles with one hand and steadied himself by pressing his other hand against Lucas’s thigh. Lucas whimpered when Matt took his cock between his lips. Matt’s eyes lowered, and he began to move his head back and forth, taking a little more of Lucas’s cock before letting it slip free.
“Oh God, Matt, I’m so close now. I’m going to come.”
Lucas’s cock hit the back of Matt’s throat, and Matt relaxed fully and allowed him to thrust gently. “Ohhh God, Matt.”
Lucas moaned as his orgasm filled Matt’s mouth with his hot semen. Matt smiled up at him, licking his lower lip carefully to catch the trail of semen that had escaped.
“Thank you, Lucas. Thank you for allowing me to take the first step in learning to fly.”
“Oh, Matt, come here.” Lucas knelt down beside Matt and pulled him into a warm embrace. He leaned in and kissed Matt passionately. The water cascaded over them, washing away all trace of their lovemaking.
“The water’s getting cold; we should get out before we get a chill,” Matt whispered, letting Lucas go.
LUCAS sat on the bed watching Matt carefully dry himself, all the while sending shy glances at Lucas. Once he was content that he was dry, Matt pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and went over to join Lucas on the bed.