by T. A. Chase
Still wearing his T-shirt, Ry reached out to Josh and grasped his cock, pumping it with slow easy strokes. Josh let him do it for a minute before easing Ry’s hand away and leading the man to the couch.
“Bend over.”
He placed Ry’s hands on the back of the couch, humming in appreciation as Ry did as he was told plus spreading his legs slightly. Josh trailed his fingers over Ry’s balls and cock from behind.
“Oh.” Ry arched and widened his stance a little more, offering all of his body to Josh.
“Beautiful,” Josh murmured, pushing Ry’s shirt up with his free hand before caressing the soft skin at the top of his crease.
“Are you just going to stare at my ass all night or are you actually going to fuck it?”
Josh jerked his head up to meet Ry’s teasing gaze. He grinned and popped the man’s ass, hard. Ry moaned and pushed back. Oh, someone liked that. And Josh had to admit, he liked the look of his red hand print on Ry’s tanned skin.
“I’m in charge here, honey. Don’t get pushy or you won’t be getting any.” He winked to temper his growl.
“We can’t have that because I really do want something.” Ry directed his eyes toward Josh’s cock and wet his lips.
“Stay right there. I mean it, no moving or else I’ll have to punish you.” Josh paused to think about where he’d left the lube he kept in the living room.
“That’s the best threat you could come up with?”
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Ry for a second before the innocent look on the man’s face caused him to break into a smile.
“Just stay there. I want you over the couch and I need to grab the lube and a condom.” He stalked to his bathroom where he found the necessary items.
When Josh got back to the living room, Ry was draped over the back of the furniture with one hand wrapped around his cock and the other playing with his nipples.
He swatted Ry’s hands away. “Those are mine.”
A full-body shiver rocked Ry and Josh could tell the man got off on his possessive attitude, which was good because Josh wanted to ensure Ry remembered him for the next week or so. And while he didn’t tend to be scary stalker possessive, in the bedroom, he liked to be in control.
After turning Ry back around, he popped open the lube and got his fingers slick. “Here, hold on to these.” Josh handed him both the lube and the condom.
Ry took them and braced his hands on the couch in front of him. Josh ran one finger down Ry’s crease, pausing to tease his puckered rosette before continuing on to scrape a nail over the soft skin right behind Ry’s balls.
Ry’s indrawn breath rushed out as Josh went back to his hole and pressed one finger in up to the knuckle. He didn’t give the man time to adjust before pulling out and adding a second finger.
“God,” Ry moaned, the muscles in his back flexing as he rode Josh’s fingers.
“That’s it, honey. Take them.” Josh leaned down and bit the firm ass cheek in front of him as he worked on stretching Ry.
Ry jumped but didn’t pull away. Actually he whimpered and his skin flushed as he rocked faster, fucking himself on Josh’s fingers. Josh let him get away with it for a few seconds before he put a stop to it by easing his fingers out.
“No,” Ry protested.
Josh blew a quick puff of air over Ry’s opening and he smiled at Ry’s half-strangled squeak. Fucking him was going to be so much fun.
“Ready for three?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He breached Ry as far as he could and stilled.
“Oh fuck.”
Ry’s head dropped and his inner muscles clenched tight around Josh’s fingers. He fondled Ry’s balls and cock, helping the man relax. When the vise around his fingers loosened, Josh began pumping in and out, hitting Ry’s gland with each thrust.
He fisted Ry’s shaft, letting the man fuck his hand while he prepared him. Soft groans and gasps filled Josh’s apartment. Josh licked the sweat from Ry’s back, savoring the taste of salt and man.
“Please, Josh. I need you in me.”
Ry’s pleas grew in volume until he was practically shouting them. It was only then that Josh removed his fingers and tapped Ry on the shoulder.
“Give me the slick and condom.”
Ry’s hand shook as he held them back for Josh to take. Josh had the feeling this man was going to be the sweetest fuck he had in a long time. Tearing open the foil packet with his teeth, he kept one of his hands on Ry, not wanting to break their connection. He rested the tube on Ry’s back for a moment while he rolled the rubber over his prick.
Ry groaned and Josh ran his fingers through the man’s dark brown curls. “Hush. It’ll only be a minute.”
He squirted some lube in the palm of his hand and then tossed the tube over his shoulder, not caring where it landed. After coating it, Josh positioned his prick at Ry’s opening and gripped the man’s hips.
“Push back, honey, and don’t forget to breathe.”
Flexing his hips, Josh started to push in, invading Ry’s ass and causing him to sigh.
“So full,” Ry muttered.
“You’re so tight. Haven’t done this in a while, huh?” Josh surged and buried himself deep into Ry.
“Ah” was all Ry said. He trembled, every inch of his body begging Josh to use him.
Josh couldn’t ignore his body’s demand to move, so he planted his feet and thrust, reaming Ry with each hard, deep stroke.
“Josh, please. Harder.”
Skin slapping skin overwhelmed their harsh breathing as Josh put all of his strength behind driving Ry over the cliff and into his climax. Prying his hand off the other man’s hip, he reached around and gripped Ry’s cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts. Josh flexed his fingers, tightening his touch to be almost too much for Ry.
“Josh,” Ry cried, his liquid heat spilling over Josh’s hand and his ass clenching around Josh’s cock like a vise.
The smell of Ry’s come and the feel of his muscles milking his prick threw Josh over the edge as well. He drove into Ry and froze, filling the condom with every drop of come he had in him.
Ry’s arms gave out and he slumped onto the couch. Josh stood firm, not allowing his legs to give out. When the tremors stopped, he eased out, encircling the bottom of the condom so it didn’t come off. He grabbed some Kleenex and took care of the rubber. Grabbing one of their T-shirts from the floor, he cleaned off his hand and Ry as well.
Hauling the man upright, he chuckled as Ry melted against him and embraced him. Ry licked a line over the wing on Josh’s chest.
“I want to lick all of your tattoos,” Ry whispered, his tone sleepy.
“You are more than welcome to do that, honey, but wait until we’re in bed. I don’t think I’d be able to hold us both up.”
Josh crouched and swept Ry up in his arms, Ry’s head resting on his shoulder.
“Good idea, bear.”
Ry’s words were slurred and Josh wasn’t sure if he’d said “dear” or “bear”. Shrugging, he continued on to his bedroom. It didn’t matter what Ry called him as long as it wasn’t some other guy’s name.
He got them into bed and under the covers without dropping or injuring either of them in some way. He threw his arm over his face and sighed as Ry snuggled close to him, laying his head on his shoulder.
“Let’s take a little nap, and then you can lick to your heart’s content.”
A low snore greeted his comment.
Chapter Six
Wrinkling his nose, Ryan mumbled and rubbed his cheek against something warm, slightly furry and very firm. Frowning, he reached out to touch the pillow he was using. None of his pillows at home were this firm, or this warm for that matter.
A hand landed on his hand and a rumbling sound came from his pillow. What the hell? Ryan froze, really awake now, his eyes wide and heart beating. Where was he?
“Hush, honey,” his pillow growled.
Growled? What the fucking hell happened last night?
Ryan op
ened his eyes cautiously, wondering what he would see, hoping it wouldn’t end up being a “coyote ugly” moment. He really didn’t want to have to chew off his arm. He took a deep breath and steadied himself.
The sight that greeted his gaze was enough to make a nun give up her vows of celibacy. Stretched out before his eyes in all his naked glory was Josh, the bartender from the Lucky Seven.
He wiped his face, hoping he wasn’t drooling like an idiot because, damn, that was one fine body beside him. Josh had the build of a serious gym rat, ripped abs and chiseled biceps. His chest hair was thicker than Ryan’s, but not so thick that he looked like a bear rug.
And all those tattoos were fucking hot. His fingers twitched along with his cock at the thought of tracing them. Reaching out, he ran a finger lightly over the wolf on Josh’s hip. He shifted closer to see some of the others etched into Josh’s tanned skin. Oh, there was a matching wolf on the other hip.
Ryan ran his tongue over his lips, trying to fight the urge to stick it in the middle of the star tattooed around Josh’s belly button.
“You’re practically vibrating, honey.” Josh cupped the back of Ryan’s head and encouraged him to lean forward. “Go ahead. I promised you could lick to your heart’s content later.”
He blushed, but didn’t resist the firm grip on his head. Pressing his face into the soft skin above Josh’s hip bone, Ryan took a deep breath. God, he smelled great. Sweat, sex and kind of spicy scent which must have been his soap. Ryan licked and Josh shivered.
Oh yeah, this was going to be fun. He pushed back against Josh’s hand and the man let him go. At least he wasn’t going to be forced into anything. Ryan laughed silently as he sat back to plan his attack. No force needed. He’d decided the first moment he laid eyes on Josh, he would go anywhere the man led him.
Daylight and reality would arrive soon enough. Right now he was safe inside Josh’s apartment with the world locked out and he could indulge all his secret fantasies, even some he never knew he had.
He’d start with the intriguing design spread over Josh’s chest. It was wings done in reds and blues. Trailing his finger tips over the edges, he smiled as Josh moaned.
“You’re going to torture me, aren’t you?” Amusement danced among Josh’s words.
“Me?” he asked. “You’re the one who spanked me.”
Josh grinned and tapped Ryan’s ass lightly. “You deserved it, and be honest, you liked it.”
Oh, he did like it, but he wasn’t about to admit that little kink to a stranger. Well, not a complete stranger. Josh had fucked him and even knew his name, but that still didn’t mean he should spill all his secrets to the man.
Capturing one of Josh’s nipples in his teeth, he tugged. The man under him arched, his hands fisting the sheets around them, and Ryan appreciated the fact Josh was letting him have control, for a little while at least.
He played with the little nub of flesh, flicking it with his tongue and nibbling on it with sharp teasing bites. Letting the abused nipple go, he moved up an inch and sucked up a dark mark. For some reason he didn’t want to think about, he wanted Josh to have a reminder of the night they spent together.
“Fuck, honey. Your mouth should be declared illegal.”
Ryan snorted softly. How weird was it to finally hear a man say that after all the women he’d kissed the past couple of years? Yet the fact this particular man said it made his pride swell. Silly really, but he didn’t want to be just another fuck for Josh. He wanted there to be some kind of connection between them.
Hell, he was starting to sound like a girl again. Sex was sex and there didn’t need to be anything deeper going on.
Letting his mind go blank, Ry slid his hand down Josh’s rippling abs to cup the man’s balls and squeeze while he laid a trail with his tongue down Josh’s chest to trace the star around his belly button.
Josh gave a harsh laugh mixed with a moan as Ry blew a puff of air over his wet skin. The wet tip of Josh’s prick bumped Ryan’s chin, reminding him that there was something better to suck on than Josh’s tattoos.
Pulling back, he studied Josh’s cock. It was thicker than his own, but not as long. His asshole clenched as he remembered how it felt to have Josh inside him. He started to settle between Josh’s spread legs, but a light slap to his head made him look up.
“Why are you always hitting me?”
Josh ran a thumb over Ryan’s lip before dipping the digit into his mouth. Ryan allowed it in, sucking on the rough skin, tasting salt and man.
“That was just a tap, and if you don’t want me to suggest what I was going to suggest, then go right ahead and suck me. Here’s a condom.”
He followed the gesture Josh made with his free hand to Josh’s cock and swallowed. Nipping hard, he let Josh jerk his thumb out of his mouth before asking, “What’s your suggestion?”
He took the condom from Josh and rolled it on the man’s cock.
“That you put another condom on your prick, wiggle your sweet ass over here and I let you test my mouth out while you prove to me that the first time you blew me wasn’t a fluke.”
“A fluke?”
Ryan spun around, placed his knees on either side of Josh’s head and shuddered as Josh’s hot breath washed over his cock. What the hell was it about this man that fired Ryan up so much that a gentle taunt could make him race closer to the edge than if he’d touched him?
Josh’s chuckle caused more warm air to dance around Ryan’s throbbing shaft. He whimpered, rocking his hips and brushing Josh’s lips with his wet head.
He jumped when two large hot hands landed on his hips and gripped tight.
“Easy, sweetheart. Let me get the rubber on first.” Josh sheathed Ryan in latex. “I was kidding because no way was what you did to me in the alley a fluke. You practically sucked my brains out my cock and that hasn’t happened in a long time.” Josh pinched his thigh and commented, “I thought you wanted to lick my tats.”
Ryan hummed and bit his bottom lip to keep from begging Josh to do it again. When he was sure he could control his inner slut, he said, “I found something else I’d rather lick more.”
“Then have at it. Far be it from me to keep you from something you want.” With that bold statement ringing in Ryan’s ear, Josh swallowed Ryan to the root.
“Oh my fucking God,” Ryan shouted, glad he hadn’t taken Josh’s prick in his mouth or he might have bitten it off.
He froze, his head swimming and completely forgetting what he was supposed to do until Josh flicked his ass with his fingers.
“Sorry,” Ryan muttered, relaxing his throat and sucking Josh down until his nose was buried in Josh’s nest of curls.
Shit, Josh worked his cock like he’d reamed his ass. Tongue, teeth and suction all served to drive Ryan closer and closer to the edge. And he thought he was the one in control.
Ryan did his best to keep up, using every trick he’d learned to bring Josh along with him. He slipped his hand between Josh’s legs and grabbed the man’s balls, squeezing and fondling them with a firm touch.
They rocked together, finding a rhythm they both liked. His balls drew tight to his body and the small of his back tingled.
Ryan touched Josh’s side, trying to warn the man that he was about to come. He didn’t want to take his mouth away from Josh’s prick.
Josh pulled off him, tilted his hips and spread his ass cheeks. When Josh’s tongue plunged into his ass, Ryan couldn’t keep from screaming.
“Josh!” He lifted his head away from Josh’s groin and filled the rubber around his cock.
The man’s tongue fucked him until he was empty of any come. Ryan managed to get his lips back around Josh and it was only a second or two before Josh grunted. He wished he could taste Josh’s come, but it wasn’t safe.
Ryan waited until Josh stopped moving before he rolled to the side. His eyes closed and his body sank into the mattress under him. He was as limp as a wet noodle everywhere.
The bed tilted and he peeked out f
rom under his eye lids to see Josh climb out of it. His gaze stayed stuck on the man’s ass as he left the bedroom and disappeared into the hallway.
When he could no longer see Josh’s firm ass, he looked up at the ceiling and thought about moving. He needed to get rid of the condom and leave. Spending the rest of the night wasn’t an option.
Josh came back with a washcloth and some toilet paper. Ryan blushed as the man took care of him, cleaning him up and disposing of the rubber. Afterward, Josh slid back under the covers and pulled Ryan close.
“We still have a few more hours before I have to be up,” Josh murmured, minty breath warming Ryan’s ear.
“Okay.”
Ryan held still and kept his breathing steady until Josh’s soft snore filled the room. He snuck out from under Josh’s arm and quietly made his way out to the living room where he got dressed. Tugging on his baseball cap and Josh’s sunglasses, he opened the apartment door and checked out the entranceway before he left.
He walked outside and pulled out his cell phone. He’d call for a cab to take him home. The city lights made the night as bright as day and Ryan glanced back toward Josh’s place.
The night had been incredible, but reality insisted it didn’t happen again, and he could never go back to the Lucky Seven again. He couldn’t run the risk of seeing Josh and having his body betray him like it did tonight.
Chapter Seven
Beep! Beep!
Josh swore he’d break his fucking alarm clock someday. As he stretched, his hand landed in the empty space beside him. He opened his eyes to double check. Ry wasn’t there. Sighing, he rolled out of bed and headed for the shower.
There were no unusual sounds in his apartment, so he knew Ry had left. It must have been some time shortly after their mutual blow jobs. Josh always slept the hardest after sex. It would have been easy for Ry to slip out without waking him up.
He turned on the water, letting it heat up while he brushed his teeth. Straightening, he caught sight of a dark bruise right above his left nipple and one on his hip. The bastard had marked him. Shit. He should have done more than just spanked Ry’s ass.