by Megan Slayer
“No, but I did tell Blake to leave him alone.” He dropped his voice to a whisper. “Ty’s really shy and quiet. Put him on the field and he’s fierce, but otherwise he’s pretty meek. During the second half, he got in on the tackle of the punt returner. He knew what he was doing and I was awed. But his now ex-boyfriend, Blake, the asshat, took advantage of Tyler’s sweet nature. I’d be willing to bet he’s been Ty’s only lover, too.” He hoped Blake was the only one and had taught Tyler skills between the sheets. But he remembered the way Tyler had clammed up when he’d talked about Blake. Devan was always on the scene, too. Allan shuddered, thinking of what Blake might have conned Tyler into doing, especially with Devan watching. He hoped if something had happened that Tyler had been a willing participant.
“Just keep your head attached, okay?” Kimberly soft-punched his arm. “He is sweet, but be cautious. Know what you’re doing before you do it…and call me if you need to be bailed out because I will help.” She strolled away from him and tended the fire again.
“Deal.” He waited for Tyler to return then huddled beside him and slid his arm back around Tyler.
“Who was on the phone?” Tyler cupped his hands together and blew into the open space. “You were over there for a long time.”
“Yeah. It wasn’t avoidable.” He exhaled and thought through what he wanted to say. “It was Blake.”
“Fuck,” Tyler muttered. He tensed a bit.
“Slow down.” Allan hugged Tyler tighter to his side. “Yes, he called. He knew you were with me. I think it was process of elimination, since he supposedly sent Devan out hunting for you. Anyway, he called and tried to chew my ass out. It didn’t work. I’m not afraid of Blake or Devan.”
“You should be.” Tyler shivered and squirmed in Allan’s grasp. He didn’t pull away but he wasn’t at ease.
“I’m not. Honestly there are things out there that are much scarier than anything Blake can do to me—or you.” He nudged Tyler away from the fire to the silence and darkness under the trees. “Sooner or later, I’m going to con you into telling me what happened with him, but right now I’m guaranteeing to you that he’s not going to bother you. You don’t deserve to live under his thumb, especially since you’re awesome on your own. I’m not playing the bulldog here, but I will stick up for my friend. You’re a top-notch punter and pretty damn impressive as a points kicker. If he can’t see that then he’s blind.”
Tyler stared at him but didn’t respond. Was he thinking through what he’d been told? Shocked? Scared?
“I won’t push you to tell me but I’m here when you’re ready. I don’t scare easy and I’m not breakable. When you need me, I’m here.”
“Thanks,” Tyler muttered. He didn’t sound convinced.
“I’m in awe of you.” He rubbed Tyler’s biceps. “I wish I could be more focused on my education and getting a job that’s not connected to football. I do. I’d be so much better off, but my heart lies with the game. But you—you’re all put together. You know when we’re done this season that you’ll have something awesome to do with your life.”
“I’m a planner, that’s all.” Tyler shrugged. “I like knowing what’s going to happen.”
“I’m glad.” He threaded his arms around Tyler and tugged him close. “But you had no idea what would happen when you jumped in the car with me.”
Tyler slid his hands into Allan’s back pockets, albeit slowly, and rested his forehead against Allan’s. “That’s not true. I knew you weren’t going to treat me like Blake.”
“Never will.” He knew down to his soul he wasn’t anything like Tyler’s ex-boyfriend. “Promise.”
“I knew you’d be nice and we’d probably have fun, too.”
“Have we?”
“So far.” Tyler bumped noses with Allan. Inadvertently? Allan wasn’t sure. Tyler swallowed and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “I also wanted to be alone with you.”
“Oh yeah?” Now they were getting somewhere. “Did you already like me? Were you holding out on me?” He wanted that fact to be true. He’d dreamed about spending time with Tyler—naked time—and wished his dreams would come true.
“Would you be offended if I said yes, but I was too nervous to say anything and was afraid Blake would kill me if I did?”
“Not in the least bit offended.” Christ. Now he knew the interest was mutual. He wished he’d tried for Tyler a long time ago.
“I worried you had a girlfriend, either the cheerleader or Kimberly, then I worried you had a boyfriend. I’ve never been good at asking for what I want, but I know I want you.” Tyler tilted his head then met Allan’s mouth for a kiss.
Oh shit, yeah. The kiss seared his lips and left them full of fire. Allan rubbed his body along the length of Tyler’s, making sure his friend noticed the bulge. He wanted Tyler and waiting wasn’t going to be an option for much longer. When Tyler opened his mouth, Allan sucked on his tongue and moaned. Tyler squeezed Allan’s ass, sending tingles through Allan’s veins. Fuck. He didn’t care where they were. He wanted Tyler inside him right now.
Tyler broke the connection first but kept his forehead against Allan’s. His breath tickled Allan’s cheeks.
“Come home with me,” Allan said, panting. “We don’t have practice tomorrow and don’t have to be anywhere. Please?”
“You want me?”
“You bet your ass I do. I want you inside and beside me. Want to wake up to your face in the morning and have your kiss be the last thing I taste before I fall asleep.” He grabbed the front of Tyler’s shirt.
“You’re poetic when you’re horny.” Tyler pecked Allan on the lips. “Everything within my body screams I should go with you. My brain isn’t sure, but it’ll catch up.”
He didn’t have to ask to know why things didn’t make sense in Tyler’s head. Between Blake’s threats, whatever Blake said when Allan wasn’t around and the sheer newness of what was happening, Tyler had to be a little scared.
“How about less thinking and more acting? We go with our guts and see where the rest of the night takes us? Like my dorm room?”
Tyler nodded.
Allan glanced over to where Kimberly stood. A couple of other students had joined her. He recognized one of the girls from his ceramics class. He eased his hands from Tyler’s pockets and grasped his hand. If their time to assist was up then he wanted to let his friend know they were leaving. If not then he’d be sure to get their hour of work in.
“How’s it going?” He strolled up to Kimberly. “Hello.”
Kimberly waved to the three students by the fire. “Hey, there you are. Your time is up, unless you don’t have anything better to do.” She winked at him. “This is Candy, Haven and Mark. Haven said she was in your class. Anyway, they’re all here to relieve us, so you’re good to go.”
Allan nodded to Haven. “What did you add to the fire?”
“My waterfall sculpture. I figured the fire would be cool on the water part.” Haven smiled. “Is this your boyfriend?”
“This is Tyler, yeah, my boyfriend.” He liked the sound of that. “It’s date night, so we were going to head out.”
Kimberly snorted.
Haven frowned. “You brought him to a kiln firing for a date?” she asked. “For real? Aren’t you two supposed to wrestle or something? Not play with ceramics.”
“I don’t know,” Tyler said. “This was fun. I’ve never seen a kiln firing and it’s too late to run football routes, so it was good.”
“See?” Allan smirked at Kimberly then tipped his head to Haven. “I’ll see you Tuesday in class.”
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Kimberly called.
He shook his head as he and Tyler left the grounds of the ceramics building. With Tyler’s hand in his, he strolled across the street to his car. He’d made a point to park under a light with the guard shack fully within view. Something about the nasty tone of Blake’s voice had made him extra cautious. He opened the door for Tyler then rounded the trunk of the car. He
couldn’t wait to get back to the dorms.
He slid behind the wheel of the vehicle and started the engine. “I’ll call Dad tomorrow and have him tow your car to the shop. I’m happy to be your driver until you get your car back.”
“You don’t have to.” Tyler folded his hands on his lap. “I need to get back and forth to practice but nothing really else.”
“Well, I’m yours.” He liked the way that phrase sounded. He wanted to be a couple with Tyler. New, but a couple. He backed out of the parking spot and made the short jaunt across campus to the dorm building. “It’s kind of nice and kind of crappy that the team is housed more or less all in the same building.”
“At least we’re not all on the same floor.”
“I’m up on the eighth floor. You’re on…?”
“Seventh.” Tyler turned in his seat. He patted at something in the backseat.
“Your stuff is still there. No worries.” Allan turned at the green light and pulled into the smaller lot beside the building. He’d hoped a spot would be open instead of having to park in the overflow one across the street. Thank goodness, there was a spot in the second row and under a light. He pulled to a stop in the lot and switched off the engine.
“Home, sweet home.” Tyler sighed. “I don’t see Blake’s or Devan’s car.”
“Cool. I don’t want to have to sneak in, but I’d rather not have to deal with them again.” He patted Tyler’s thigh. “Let’s go inside. I smell like smoke and it’s chilly.”
Tyler climbed out of the car and retrieved his bag from the backseat. His keys jingled in his hand. He didn’t say anything until they were in the building and waiting for the elevator doors to close. “You called me your boyfriend.”
“I did.” He pressed the button for the eighth floor and dropped his bag. He pinned Tyler between his body and the wall of the elevator car. “I got the impression things were good between us. I’m wrong?”
“No.” Tyler tossed his bag onto the floor. “Just wanted to be sure. I thought I’d heard things.”
“You heard right.” He crushed his mouth down on Tyler’s again. He couldn’t get enough of Tyler’s kiss. He loved the way Tyler explored him with his hands. Tyler smoothed his palms over Allan’s chest then pinched at one of Allan’s nipples. The slight pain spurred Allan on. He sucked hard on Tyler’s tongue, hoping to turn him on as much as Tyler did for him.
The bell dinged, signaling his floor. Part of him wished the ride was longer so he could keep kissing Tyler. The passion between them burned white-hot. The rest of him needed to get to his dorm room. He wanted to do so much more than kiss and if they fucked in the elevator, they’d be kicked off the football team. He nudged Tyler out of the car and scooped up both bags.
“My room is eight-one-two. Down there.” He kept up behind Tyler until they reached his dorm. He jammed his key into the lock. When the door gave way, he waited for Tyler to enter first.
“Wow.” Tyler whistled. “You’re in one of the better rooms. No roommate?”
“I’ve got my own bathroom, too. One of the perks of scoring more than a hundred points for the team last year.” He closed the door and tossed the bags onto the rug. “Now, where were we?”
Allan captured Tyler in his arms and collapsed on the bed with him. “Fuck me.”
“No.” Tyler slid off the bed and sank onto the floor between Allan’s knees. He popped the buttons on his shirt. The thin discs flew across the room as the garment loosened from his body. He grasped the hem of his undershirt and removed both shirts at the same time. As he revealed his body to Allan, Allan gasped.
“Damn.” Allan scooted to the edge of the bed and palmed Tyler’s chest. Where he was all hair and muscle, Tyler was just muscle and beautiful, smooth skin. “Do you shave?” Allan blurted. “I should’ve looked when you were in the shower. Wish I had. Hell, I wish I would’ve tackled you in the shower. Could’ve gotten past the bullshit a lot faster.”
“I-I like the bare look.” Tyler rolled his shoulders, showing off his upper body. He rose onto his knees and cupped the back of Allan’s neck. “I wish we hadn’t wasted time, too.” He mashed his mouth down on Allan’s, sucking Allan’s tongue between his lips. He worked Allan’s belt open then popped the button on Allan’s jeans.
Allan didn’t break the kiss as he propped himself up on his hands. He allowed Tyler to yank his pants and underwear down his legs. Given the choice, he’d rather be nude anyway. He loved the freedom of not wearing clothes. When Tyler curled his fingers around Allan’s erection, Allan groaned.
“Fuck,” Allan muttered. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes. “Taste me. Put my cock in that hot mouth.”
“I will.” Tyler licked a path of fire along Allan’s throat.
The scent of Tyler’s cologne curled around Allan’s nose. He breathed in the decadent scent and palmed the back of Tyler’s head. He’d never been with a bald man, but there were definite plusses. Allan loved the feel of Tyler’s smooth skin under his hand as well as his hot tongue on his throat.
Allan licked his lips, tasting Tyler’s kiss. Mint lingered and tingled on his lips and Tyler’s muffled moans rang in his ears.
“Ty.” He whispered Tyler’s name and nudged his lover down his body. Having his neck kissed was great but he wanted more.
Tyler didn’t disappoint. He nipped and sucked his way along Allan’s chest, pausing at Allan’s nipples. He pinched one tight bud between his fingers and the other between his teeth.
“Shit,” Allan blurted. He couldn’t remember the last time a lover had him reduced to one-word responses. His arms refused to cooperate and he plopped backward onto the bed.
“Better.” Tyler raked his teeth over Allan’s lower belly. “Where do you want me?”
“Everywhere.” Allan directed Tyler to his groin. He needed Tyler’s mouth around his cock. Heat enveloped him, making rational thought almost impossible.
“I can do that.” Tyler flatted his tongue along the blunt head of Allan’s erection. “But I want you to watch.” He tossed pillows at Allan. “Sit up. Watch.”
Allan opened his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows. He’d watched porn and enjoyed watching while his lover blew him, but he’d never come across such a blunt man. He balanced on one arm and stuffed the pillows behind his head. The new angle gave him a great view of Tyler between his legs.
Tyler smiled then lapped at the pre-cum shining on the tip of Allan’s dick. He pumped Allan’s shaft with his hand and sucked his cock between his lips. Tyler kept his gaze fixed on Allan’s as he bobbed his head.
A new fire lit in Tyler’s eyes. Allan marveled at the passion between them, even after a short time. With each lick, nip and groan, he nudged Allan closer to orgasm. Tyler managed to amplify the heat and tingling within Allan’s body and brought on the climax fast.
Allan couldn’t breathe. Nothing mattered except being in the moment with Tyler. He shoved his dick to the back of Tyler’s throat then pulled out until only the tip of his cock remained between Tyler’s lips. Saliva shone on Tyler’s mouth.
He’d never seen anything sexier in his life. He nudged Tyler backward. “Fuck, I need to come, but I’m not doing it until you can, too.” He gathered his wits and rolled over. “Fuck me.”
“Without foreplay? I need to open you. Get a condom. Lube. Can’t do this without the lube.”
He pressed his face to the sheets and groaned. “On my dresser. Can’t miss ‘em.” Allan grabbed his ass cheeks. All he needed was lube and a cock in his butt. Not just any cock—Tyler’s. He pressed his middle finger into his hole. Christ, he wasn’t going to need much prepping. His hands on his body turned him on, but knowing he’d have Tyler filling him spurred on his climax. He moaned into his sheets.
“Please?” Allan begged. “I need you.”
“Right here,” Tyler said.
Allan couldn’t see the condom wrapper being opened but he heard the distinctive tearing of the packet and the snick of the lube bottle cap. Ju
st a few more seconds and he’d be in Heaven. He spread his ass cheeks wider and removed his finger.
“Damn.” Tyler eased up behind Allan. He dribbled cold lube down Allan’s crack, making Allan shiver.
“I knew you’d know what I like.” Allan rocked backward, taunting Tyler. “Fuck me.”
“If you knew so much, you’d know I’m a bottom.” Tyler lined his cock up with Allan’s hole and pressed the blunt head against the tight muscle. He pushed slowly, giving Allan time to adjust to the invasion.
Although he was more than ready to be taken, Allan appreciated Tyler’s careful approach. He blew out a long breath and bore down on Tyler’s dick.
“Oh, my God.” He flexed his fingers in the bedding. “You’re the best bottom a switch could want.”
He met Tyler thrust for thrust. The sound of balls slapping skin echoed in his ears. His skin prickled with sweat and goosebumps. The temperature in the room spiked.
Tyler dug his fingers into Allan’s hips. He didn’t speak. Instead he grunted with every plunge into Allan’s body.
With each thrust, the world melted away around them. Allan closed his eyes and basked in the fullness in his ass. He needed a man like Tyler—someone who could take control in the moment and relinquish that control just as easily. Tyler’s lack of confidence didn’t bother him. What Tyler needed was to be loved and Allan was ready.
“Allan.” Tyler increased the speed of his thrusts, ramming Allan into the bed. “Forgot how good this feels.”
“Let. Me. Remind. You.” Allan flexed his asshole, holding Tyler tightly within him. The heat in his body exploded. Every nerve ending sizzled. Fucking hell, he was so close. A bead of sweat slid down his temple.
“Gotta…” Tyler didn’t finish his statement. Instead, he jerked forward and filled Allan to the hilt. His cock throbbed within Allan’s ass.
Allan let go of the sheets. He’d held on to his restraint long enough. He reached between his legs and wrapped both hands around his cock. Only a few strokes and he’d fall apart. He massaged his dick, reliving the memories of Tyler’s thrusts in his mind.
He let out a sound that was a cross between a moan and a gurgle as the orgasm swept over him. Cum shot onto the bed beneath him. His knees buckled as he held the weight of Tyler against his back. He didn’t care. They were together and Tyler was all that mattered.