All In (The Den Boys Book 1)

by A. T Brennan

  “Keep them behind your head. You move and I’ll stop.” His voice was low and raspy, and I instantly raised my hands and dropped them behind my head.

  Blaze lowered his mouth, and I watched in rapt fascination as he pressed his lips against my erection, right through my pants.

  “Fuck,” I hissed when his tongue darted out and he dragged it up my length before pressing it against my tip.

  Blaze grinned up at me, but instead of pulling me free he continued to lick up and down my shaft over my pants, and I had to stop myself from begging him to suck me.

  Just when I thought I was going to burst, Blaze reached up and ripped my pants open. Before I could even shout in appreciation, my cock was out and he was swallowing me all the way to the base.

  “Fuck!” I thrust my hips forward, desperate for more.

  “Don’t move.” Blaze popped off me, a trail of saliva connecting his lip to my cock, and I groaned. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and my arousal ratcheted up to a level I’d never felt before.

  “I’m too close. I can’t—”

  “I’ve got you. Just let me suck you and don’t move.”

  I nodded, biting my lip as I forced my body to stay still.

  Pre-cum bubbled up from my slit, and I groaned as Blaze used the flat part of his tongue to lap it up, then he waited for more before feasting on it.

  I was going crazy. Every instinct was telling me to move, to force him to give me the release I so desperately craved, but I did as he bid and stayed perfectly still.

  After a moment he sucked me back down to the base again, then swallowed around me as his tongue rubbed the underside of my shaft.

  “Oh shit, fuck!”

  I couldn’t stop my orgasm from exploding out of me and I coated the back of his throat with spurts of cum. Aftershocks quaked through my body as Blaze kept his mouth sealed around me and swallowed every drop, or so I thought.

  When he popped off my cock and leaned up to kiss me, I could taste a salty, slightly bitter flavor on his tongue, and I moaned when I realized I was tasting myself.

  “Give me your hands.”

  My shoulders were aching from the effort I’d put into not moving them, and I dropped my hands into my lap. Blaze pulled the tie away and gently rubbed my reddened skin.

  “What about you?” I asked, my voice hoarse and raspy.

  “I’m not done with you yet.” He grinned as he bent his head to kiss my wrist. “Just taking an intermission.”

  “Do you want me to...?”

  I wanted to offer to suck him off, but I was a bit unsure. It’s not that I didn’t want his cock in my mouth because I absolutely did, it was that I was worried I’d disappoint him after his epic blow job.

  “I’m good. When I come, I want you inside me.”

  My body tightened at his words and I felt my dick twitch.

  “Do you...do both?”

  “Top and bottom?” he asked, sliding his body up so he was straddling me again.

  I nodded, my eyes lingering on his lips as he licked them invitingly.

  He noticed my gaze and bent to kiss me, catching my bottom lip between his teeth for a moment before letting me go.

  “Yes. I do both. I prefer to top, though.”

  “Really?” I put my hands on his hips, relishing the feel of his soft skin and hard muscles against my skin.

  “Yeah. After I stopped selling myself, I didn’t want to bottom anymore because it reminded me of what I’d had to do. Now I usually only bottom when I want to be distracted, or if I need to get fucked so I can deal with something.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Not to kill the mood, but I had a problem with drugs and alcohol. I’ve been sober for two years, but I still use sex to ease the cravings when I feel the need to go back.”

  “What drug?”

  “Heroin.”

  “You’re safe when you do that? With sex?”

  “Always.”

  “People deal with things in different ways.” I shrugged. “I do the same thing, only I hire escorts.”

  “Really?” His hand rubbed through my hair and I almost sighed in contentment.

  “It was a way to keep it impersonal and satisfy the urges without having to worry about emotional shit. It’s been awhile since I used one, but it was always when I was struggling or needed a distraction from life.”

  “I guess we’re not that different after all.”

  “I guess not.” I leaned up so I could kiss him, but instead of sweeping his tongue into my waiting mouth, Blaze pressed our foreheads together and pulled in a deep breath.

  “Do you mind bottoming for me?” I asked after he ghosted several sweet kisses over my lips.

  “No, and I didn’t do it to forget or to deal. I wanted to feel you, to have you fill me.”

  “Even after your arrest—”

  “I wanted you that first night, and it had nothing to do with the bashing. I fantasized about you for weeks, but even in my fantasies I wanted both. I wanted to fuck you and be fucked by you.”

  An image of Blaze behind me, holding my hair as he slammed into me over and over again flashed in my mind, and my dick went from half interested to standing at attention in a matter of seconds.

  Blaze grinned when he felt my erection and shifted so it was in front of him, pressing up against his through his pajama pants. Even as we’d been talking, he’d stayed hard.

  “You like the sound of that, Galen? Getting fucked? Feeling my dick in that tight, virgin ass of yours?”

  “Fuck yeah.” I nodded, staring up at him as he gently tugged on my hair, almost as though he’d read my mind and seen my fantasy. “God, Blaze,” I moaned as he licked the shell of my ear and tugged on my hair again.

  “Next time. Right now I want to ride your dick until you’re begging me to let you come.”

  “Shit...”

  As Blaze moved to get off me I put my hand on his thigh. “Left front pocket.”

  He reached into my pocket and pulled out the lube packet and condom I’d slipped in there in case he forgave me.

  He put both beside me and stood, quickly stripping off his pajama pants, and before I could move he knelt and grabbed my hips. He yanked me down on the futon and pulled my dress pants and boxer briefs down to my ankles, effectively trapping my legs with my clothes, and climbed back on my lap.

  “Put the condom on while I get myself ready.”

  “Can I?”

  I wanted to feel him, to give him at least a fraction of the pleasure he’d given me.

  Blaze nodded and I grabbed the condom and handed it to him as I ripped open the lube pack. I slicked up my fingers as he rolled the protection on my cock, and then he shifted his body up a bit.

  I slid my hand under him, my slippery fingers seeking out his hole as I moved them up his crease. When I found the patch of wrinkled skin I paused before gently circling it with the pad of my finger.

  “Fuck,” Blaze moaned and dropped his head on my shoulder, bending around me.

  I didn’t want to hurt him or go too fast, so I kept my pace slow and gentle, just circling and massaging him. After a moment he pressed back against my fingers, encouraging me to push in.

  I pushed a single finger into him, my body clenching as I sank in up to the first knuckle. He was so tight, but I felt him bear down, and suddenly my finger slid almost all the way inside him.

  “Yes, Galen!” he gasped, his lips pressing against my neck as I gently fucked him with my finger. “Another one, I’m ready.”

  I slipped a second one in, pushing until his muscles relaxed around me, and then I felt something spongy as I stroked inside him.

  “Fuck!” he shouted, his hands grabbing my shoulders. I must have found his prostate.

  I made sure to run my fingers over that sweet spot as I finger-fucked him, and in no time at all Blaze was pulling away from me so he could impale himself on my fingers.

  “Shit, too much!” He grabbed my hand as I gripped his coc
k and gave him a few hard tugs. “I need you, now.”

  His eyes were flashing with lust and I nodded, pulling my fingers out of his body so I could grip his hips.

  Blaze wasted no time. As soon as my fingers were free he was gripping my cock and moving over it. I could feel my tip pressing against him, and a moment later I was sliding inside his perfect heat.

  “Oh, god.” I shook my head, gripping Blaze’s hips as he sank all the way down on me so he was sitting flush with my base. I expected him to start moving up and down my shaft, but he did something unexpected, and incredible.

  He grabbed my hands, linking our fingers as he brought them up and pinned them against the top of the futon. His grip was strong as he held me, and I had absolutely no desire to try and break free. When he seemed satisfied I was submitting to him, he began rocking his hips, adding a little swivel here and there, and it felt amazing. He was crying out over me, his eyes squeezed shut as he gripped my hands.

  “Look at me, Blaze.”

  He opened his eyes, biting his lip as I held his gaze.

  He was perfection personified, and I felt my balls tighten as I surged dangerously close to my orgasm.

  “I’m getting close, baby,” I warned, and he nodded.

  “Fuck me, Galen. Make me come.”

  I didn’t need any more encouragement. I gripped his hands and shifted a little lower on the futon as I planted my feet on the floor so I could thrust up into him as he dropped down to meet my bone-jarring thrusts.

  “Yes!” he cried out, leaning against me so our torsos slid against each other. I could feel his cock moving up and down my stomach as it was trapped between our bodies and was about to rip my hand free so I could reach down and help him finish when he shouted my name.

  His release coated my stomach as his ass clamped down on my cock, and that was enough to send me flying over the edge.

  I cried out, I’m pretty sure I shouted his name, but I was so far gone with pleasure I couldn’t be sure. Blaze stilled above me, even as my body pumped into him so I could milk every second out of our shared orgasm that I could. When I was finally done I collapsed back against the futon as he lay against me. As soon as he let go of my hands I made sure to wrap my arms around him so I could hold him close.

  That had been amazing, even better than the first time. I’d assumed Blaze would be submissive to me like everyone else, but I loved how he’d surprised me and shown me he could take the power and use it against me. I’d never thought I would enjoy being dominated, but I’d loved every second of Blaze’s ministrations, and my body was already getting hungry for more.

  Chapter Eight

  Blaze

  I lay against Galen, not really able or wanting to move off him right away. I figured I only had a few minutes before the glow would wear off and he’d freak out again, but as the minutes stretched out, he seemed content where he was.

  When my breathing returned to normal I knew we had to clean up, and when I pulled away I half expected Galen to be looking at the wall, or at least avoiding my gaze.

  He wasn’t doing either. Instead he was smiling as he looked up at me, and I bit my lip to stop a stupid grin from stretching across my face as he reached up to tuck a lock of my hair behind my ear.

  “Can your shower fit two?” he asked, breaking the spell between us.

  “I’ve never tried. Might be a tight fit.”

  “I’ll never complain about a tight fit.” He grinned and helped me climb off his body. We were both covered in my cum and he still had the condom on his now limp dick, but he didn’t seem all that concerned about it.

  I chuckled and nodded to the bathroom.

  The building was older and not exactly well maintained, so it took a while for the water to warm up. I started the shower as soon as we were inside, and after Galen had rid himself of the condom he pulled me toward him and held me close as his lips pressed against mine.

  Unlike our kisses on the futon, these were slow and languid. His lips played over mine as his tongue traced over my lips, and when I opened my mouth to him he didn’t sweep his tongue inside me, he gave me teasing little licks that had my dick stirring, even after that all-consuming orgasm.

  “Careful, you’ll get me all worked up,” I grinned against his lips and reached down to squeeze his ass.

  “That’s kinda the plan.”

  “Mmmm, I like that plan.” I pulled away, keeping my hands on him as I did.

  He gave me a quick slap on the ass that made me squeal in a decidedly unmanly way and nodded to the shower. “In.”

  I didn’t argue or pause as I pulled open the glass door and stepped into the shower. I usually needed to be the dominant one in my encounters, but there was something so fucking sexy about Galen ordering me around.

  The water was warm but not quite hot, and I shivered as he stepped in behind me. When he closed the door we were kind of squished together, but I sure as hell wasn’t complaining.

  We stood facing each other so the water hit both of our sides at the same time. As Galen reached around me for my body wash his half-hard cock nudged mine, and I groaned as a jolt of pleasure shot through me and I instantly got rock hard again.

  I wanted nothing more than to lean forward, take Galen in my arms and kiss him senseless, but we needed to wash up first.

  He popped the top off the body wash and I held out my hand. After he’d squeezed a generous amount in my palm I took the wash from him and put it aside. This was the first time I’d really gotten the chance to explore him, and I wanted to familiarize myself with every ridge and dip of his incredible body.

  Galen sighed and moaned as I ran my hands over every part of him that I could reach, except his cock. I could tell he wanted me to take it in my hand and stroke him, but I wanted to feel him first.

  “Fuck, Blaze.” He sighed and closed his eyes as I stopped exploring him and focused on spreading the sudsy body wash over his skin. When I was satisfied he was clean I turned him toward the spray so he was standing under it.

  As he was washing off the suds I grabbed the body wash and poured a dollop in my hand, but before I could start washing, Galen stopped me and grabbed my wrist. His grin was downright lascivious as he scraped his fingers over my palm, taking the wash from me, and then he was rubbing his hands together to create some bubbles.

  I wasn’t used to this kind of intimacy. Fucking was something I knew and was good at. Intimacy was foreign to me, and the way Galen was looking at me as he rubbed his hands over my skin was almost as intimate as the act itself.

  I gasped as he brushed his fingers over my nipple rings, then moaned as he began massaging them.

  “Did they hurt to get?” he asked huskily as he teased me.

  “Not too bad. The clamp was actually the worst part.” I forced my eyes open so I could look into his eyes.

  “You’re beautiful.” He looked me up and down.

  “So are you.” I swallowed and bit back the wave of emotions that hit me.

  “I can’t get enough of you.” He dropped his hands to my waist and pulled me right up against his body. “I never feel like this.”

  “Like what?”

  “Like I need more.”

  He turned us around so I was under the spray and I ducked my head under the water as I washed off the suds. When my hair was completely wet I used my hands to push it back off my face. I found Galen staring at me, and I couldn’t miss the heat in his eyes.

  “Can I wash your hair?”

  That request threw me and I paused, then I nodded.

  Galen picked up my shampoo and squirted some in his hand. I stepped out of the spray and held my breath as his hands gently began massaging the shampoo into my hair.

  “Does that feel good?” he asked softly as my eyes fluttered closed and I sighed.

  “Yeah. I love having my hair played with.”

  “Good to know. I’ve never washed long hair before.”

  I opened my eyes and found him smirking at me.

 
“No?”

  “No. I’ve never taken a shower with anyone,” he admitted.

  “Too intimate?” I asked, my voice shaking slightly.

  “Yeah.” He nodded and turned me around so he could rinse the shampoo out of my hair.

  “I haven’t either, not like this,” I confessed when he was done.

  “No?”

  “No. I’ve jumped in to clean off while someone else was there, but it wasn’t like this.”

  Galen’s eyes focused on my lips and I instinctively moved forward. The kiss was soft and sweet, more a series of gentle pecks, but it rocked something deep in my soul.

  I could feel his cock, as hard as mine, pressing against my hip, and I turned so we were lined up.

  He gasped as our cocks slid together, and then moaned when I wrapped my hand around both of them, squeezing them together as I stepped even closer to him.

  Galen gripped my waist, his fingers digging into me as I began moving my hand, stroking both of us at the same time.

  “Fuck,” he hissed, staring down at my hand.

  I used my free hand to tip his face up so I could kiss him, and he didn’t protest. I kept kissing him as I brought us higher and higher with my hand, but soon we were both panting and grunting so much all we could do was keep our lips close as we breathed each other in.

  “Shit, Blaze.”

  “I’m right there with you, baby. Come with me.”

  He locked his gaze on mine and nodded.

  I pumped my hand faster, squeezing as hard as I dared as my balls tightened and my thighs began to shake. I was so fucking close, but I didn’t want the moment to end.

  “Fuck!” Galen shouted in pleasure as his hips snapped forward and he began fucking my fist. I held still, making sure to keep him in my hand as his cock brushed mine with every pass. My free hand held him by the neck, forcing him to keep his head up, and he kept his eyes on me the entire time.

  Seconds later his body shuddered as he cried out my name, and the moment I felt his hot seed spill over my dick, I hit my own orgasm with a shout.

  Galen pulled me against his body, his arms like iron ropes, as we came down from our releases. My hand was trapped between our bodies, our cocks still in my hand, and I loved feeling them slowly soften.