by Lily Harlem
“I don’t think it will take much,” Cade said a little breathlessly.
“We’ll see.” Reece lifted Cade’s soft balls upwards and circled his arsehole. He had such a cute anus. Reece could play with it forever and a day.
“Talk to me,” Reece said. “Describe what’s happening on screen.”
“Okay, you’re…ahh…”
Reece slipped two lubed fingers high inside Cade. He loved the way his hole opened up for him so delicately, yet also so willingly.
“Keep talking,” Reece said, pumping his fingers in and almost out.
“We’re in Vegas now. In the hotel. Grayson, the cowboy, has arrived.”
“We spoke on the telephone about your Valentine’s treat for Timothy. You were quite detailed. Is it all still as we agreed?”
Reece smiled a little and glanced at the screen. He’d adored Bret’s American twang, he’d also been very appreciative of his big donkey cock.
“Timothy is looking forward to being adored by us both.”
“By adored, you mean fucked.”
“Yes, that’s right. And I’ve got you cash as agreed.”
“That’s what I like about you English boys, always so damn polite about money. And let’s just say, I don’t think it’s going to be much of a hardship fucking this bit of ass. You didn’t mention your man was hot, Jenson, just that he was desperate for a cowboy threesome.”
“This scene is incredible,” Cade said. “Look at your face.”
Reece slipped another finger into Cade’s arse and looked at the TV. Bret was standing over him, all big and male and hot in his Stetson and chaps.
“Yeah, if it looks half as good on here as it felt at the time, it will be a winner.” He pushed his fingers into Cade, as deep as they would go.
Cade moaned. “Ah, yeah, I’m ready. Fuck me, please.”
“You sure?” Reece curled the tips of his fingers forward and rubbed Cade’s prostate.”
“Ah, fuck…” Cade jerked up then down.
“That’s what I’ve got going on all the time.” Reece paused as a full body tremble attacked his spine. The constant massage of his internal hot spot was playing havoc with his nerves.
“You wanted it.”
“I did. I’m not complaining.” Reece withdrew his fingers and looked down at Cade spread before him.
His chest was heaving. He was taking in air fast. His belly was tense and the dark body hairs a little damp with sweat as his anticipation reached sky-high levels. He was still staring at the TV.
“What’s happening?” Reece asked. Though he could see the screen perfectly well.
“We’re both giving you oral,” Cade said. “Bret’s sucking your cock and I’m rimming your arse.”
Reece groaned and looked at the TV. “Fuck,” he muttered. That had been amazing and it was evident that had been his thoughts by the look on his face. Jack had the camera shooting full length. It was him standing tall, with a sexy cowboy in front of him—cheeks bulging and full of his cock—and handsome Cade behind him, parting his arse and his face buried between his cheeks.
How the hell had he managed to stay standing?
“Fuck me,” Cade cried. “Now, damn it. Reece, just fuck me.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
Reece kind of growled, a low primitive sound that started in his chest and rumbled upwards. He stared down at the man spread before him—the man he was in love with—and lined his cock up with his lubed arsehole.
“You holding on?” he said.
“Yes,” Cade replied, tightening the grip he had on his ankles, which were high and wide.
“Hold on tight,” Reece warned. He wasn’t sure how much control he had. The buzzing in his arse seemed to be intensifying, the vibrating butt plug a relentless stimulation that had brought out his beast.
“Here you go. You asked for it.” Reece rushed in on a slippery, tight ride. He kept on going until he maxed out and his balls bashed into Cade’s arse cheeks.
“Ah, fuck…” Cade cried out, arching his back and pressing his head into the carpet. He shut his eyes and gritted his teeth.
“Take it. Take it all,” Reece said, half pulling out then forging back in. He loved being able to see Cade like this—squirming, jerking beneath him. His face was contorted in ecstasy and the air huffing from his chest with Reece’s wild strokes.
“Give me it all,” Cade said, opening his eyes and staring at Reece. “All of it.”
Reece leaned forward, until his belly and chest touched Cade’s.
Cade released his ankles and let his legs wrap around Reece’s torso.
“Can you feel me fucking you?” Reece asked onto his lips.
“It’s the only…thing…I can feel.”
“I want to fuck you like this all day, every day.” Reece pumped his hips, driving deeper and deeper. He felt like he owned Cade—that Cade was truly his. And wrapped around him, like this, he couldn’t get any deeper or be any closer.
“I want to come in you, on you, with you,” Reece managed.
“Yes…yes,” Cade said, grabbing Reece’s face and holding his cheeks. “Just don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“Nothing can stop me, not now… Ah fuck.”
Reece’s testicles were tight, retracting into his body. The vibrations humming in his arse seemed to spread right through his pelvis and out of his cock. Some distant part of his mind wondered if Cade could feel them too.
“What’s on the movie now?” Cade gasped.
“I don’t care. I’m too close.”
“No, look.” Cade twisted to see. “You’re bent over the end of the bed. Bret and I both have our fingers in you, at the same time.”
Reece couldn’t resist looking. When he did, the first pull of orgasm tugged at his cock. The image was too much.
Bent over, his arse on display, and with two of Bret’s fingers and two of Cade’s squeezed into his tight, lubed pucker. “Oh fuck…” he groaned. “I’m coming.”
“Please, don’t stop. I’m nearly there.”
“Come, come.”
“Yes…”
Reece released his pleasure. It shot upwards into the condom. His arse was thumping and contracting against the plug. If was amazing—intense and fulfilling. It was like every erogenous part of him was being stroked and fondled at once.
Cade was gasping beneath him and making sounds that Reece knew signaled the final throes of his climb to ecstasy.
“You’re gorgeous,” Reece managed then caught Cade’s mouth in a passionate kiss.
Warm dampness spread on his belly as Cade unloaded his spunk. On and on they kissed, still fucking, still reveling in the bliss that had taken over.
Reece stayed on a high, his body a mass of ecstasy as the plug continued to buzz.
“Oh my God,” Cade gasped eventually. “That’s what I needed.”
“As if you haven’t been fucked enough this last week.”
“I’ll never get fucked enough by you. I’ll always want more.”
“Greedy fucker, aren’t you?” Reece said with a breathless laugh then a groan. “I need to get this out.”
“Want me to do the honors?”
“Nah, I’ll be okay.” Reece kissed Cade then began to withdraw.
Cade groaned and dropped his legs from Reece’s waist. He let them flop sideways and they went all relaxed and pliant.
Reece sat and watched his cock emerging from Cade’s hole.
“I think you’d like this plug,” Reece said, smoothing his hands up the insides of Cade’s thighs.
“I’m sure I would. Just give me a few minutes to get my strength back.”
Reece laughed, but it was a little tense as the vibrations were still extreme in his arse. He reached around and found the switch, flicked it off.
“Ah, yeah. I needed a break from that.”
Cade stretched his arms over his head, flashing Reece his underarm hair, and pulling his torso taut as he arched his back and twisted. “You’re suck
ing us both off now, look.”
“Yeah, that was cool. Two cocks to play with.”
“You played well.”
Reece laughed. “I reckon I did.” The sight of himself greedily handling, sucking and kissing two big dicks really was showy. It looked good. There was no doubt about it—true, dirty, filthy, going-for-it porn.
“I’ll be back in a minute,” Reece said, standing.
“You okay?” Cade looked at him and frowned.
“Yeah, just…loo.”
“Okay.” Cade turned back to the TV.
Reece walked, a little unsteadily, to the bathroom. He went in and shut the door.
He reached for some tissue and wiped Cade’s spunk from his abdomen. He rolled off the condom and dropped it in the bin.
With his foot on the side of the bath, he felt for the plug and began to ease it out. The base was wide and the stretch in his anus, for that first bit, made him gasp. The rest slid out easily.
He rinsed it then set it in a sink of hot soapy water.
“Oh fuck,” he said, drying his hands then pushing them through his hair. “I’m so far gone.”
He screwed up his eyes. His heart was beating fast and his skin was both hot and cold, the small hairs on his arms were standing up.
“I’m so far past falling. I’m in deep.” He opened his eyes and studied his reflection. Looking back at him was a man in love. Not just a little bit attracted to someone else or suffering from the first flush of infatuation, but well and truly head-over-heels in love.
His cheeks were flushed. His pupils were wide and he could make out the pulse in his neck, beating to a wild tempo.
The sensation of loving Cade was both terrifying and awe-inspiring. Physically he wanted and needed him, but it was more than that. He wanted and needed him in his heart, his house and his life.
But there was still so much to learn about each other.
So many questions that he wanted answers to.
“Hey, Reece,” Cade said through the door. “You okay?”
“Yeah fine. Just coming out now.”
“Good, the grand finale is about to start.”
Reece pulled in a deep breath, leaned forward and whispered to himself in the mirror, “Be brave. Nothing worth having is without risk.”
He opened the door. Cade had pulled on his boxers and was sitting on the sofa.
“Come here and watch,” he said, when Reece appeared. “You’re on the cross.”
Reece smiled and hoped it disguised the fears he’d just had a firm talking to. “Good. I’ve been looking forward to this bit.”
Cade grinned and took a drink.
Reece slipped on his boxers and also took a drink.
When he sat, Cade snuggled in close and placed his hand on Reece’s chest, over his heart.
Reece wrapped his arm around Cade’s shoulders, pulled him in and dropped a kiss on his hair.
This was what he wanted—Cade in his arms.
“You looked incredible all stretched out like that. Mine to play with, every inch,” Cade said, tickling his fingers through the small patch of hair that sat at the center of Reece’s chest.
“It was both frightening and exhilarating being tied up like that, but the ball gag, that took it up a level.”
“Did you like it?”
“I suppose I liked the surrender aspect of it, but it hurt my jaw a bit. Maybe a smaller one would have been better.” Reece rubbed the joint at the top of his jaw. It was still a little tender.
“I wish I’d known,” Cade said, twisting to look up at him. “I would have sorted that out.”
Reece smiled. “Hey, I’m not that delicate, but yeah…next time.”
“Next time.” Cade grinned and turned back to the TV.
On screen Cade was holding the flogger. With a sudden sharp snap, he brought it down on Reece’s arse.
Reece flinched a little. The memory was vivid.
“Your skin takes it beautifully,” Cade said.
“So does yours.”
For a few minutes they sat in silence, watching as Cade brought the suede tails down on Reece’s back, shoulders, arse and thighs, over and over.
The camera panned around—a shot of a couple fucking and two guys with their hands down each other’s trousers. Reece spotted Mindie and Stella, but only very briefly—they were watching intently.
“Look at your cock,” Cade said. “You’re fit to burst.”
“God, I know. It was insane at that point. I was on fire and then this.”
Reece watched as Cade stooped behind him and inserted the butt plug.
He clenched his arse—it was like having it done all over again, watching it up close like this.
Fucking incredible.
Next, his on-screen self was bucking and fighting the constraints of the cross. The vibrations in his arse had sent him near crazy.
“Good job you were tied up that first time,” Cade said. “Wouldn’t have been able to hold you.”
“What, with these muscles of yours?” Reece rubbed his hand over Cade’s bulging biceps. “I think you can handle me just fine.”
Cade laughed and squeezed in closer.
Reece looked down at the top of his head. He was a big, tough bloke but like this, all post-coital and blissed out, he was like having a pussycat on his lap.
A flutter went through his belly. It spread outwards. It was a settled, calm feeling and he suddenly realized what it was.
Happiness.
“Oh, God, here comes the whip,” Cade said. He tensed a little and stopped stroking over Reece’s chest hairs.
“Shh, it’s okay,” Reece said, holding him a little tighter. “You were a true pro and it was all planned.”
He felt Cade relax.
The sound of the whip hitting his flesh made Reece want to flinch, but he didn’t—he was worried that would upset Cade. It was all over so quickly, the whip. And then the plug was out, Cade was in him, fucking him and Reece was coming.
Spectacularly.
The camera zoomed in on his spunk shooting from his cock and landing on the dungeon floor.
“Ah, yeah, so much,” Cade said, running his hand down over Reece’s belly and cupping his soft cock through his boxers. “You really spurt well.”
“Thanks, I think.” Reece laughed. “I suppose that’s the type of compliment you get when you’re a porn star.”
“And porn star you most certainly are. Look at you go.” He pointed at the screen.
They were both mid-orgasm. The cross was shaking. The audience enraptured. The camera was darting around, showing Cade’s cock penetrating Reece, both of their faces contorted with ecstasy and Reece’s cock bobbing up to his belly and spilling his release.
“Fuck, this is going to be a hit,” Cade said. “The last one I did in Spain. That was hot, but this is way hotter.”
“Really?” Reece was surprised.
“Yeah, this has the chemistry. Our chemistry, and BDSM clubs are big right now. That dungeon scene will seal the deal.”
“I hope so. Though I guess it doesn’t matter now we’ve been paid.”
The scene came to an end and the final titles rolled up.
Cade reached for the remote and flicked the TV off.
The room fell quiet.
Reece stared at the blank, black screen.
“So,” Cade said. “What now?”
Reece crooked his finger under Cade’s chin and tilted his head. “Well, I was thinking perhaps takeout, my treat, and then perhaps you’d like to stay the night?”
Cade smiled. “That sounds perfect.”
“And then…?” Reece asked, hoping Cade would fill in the gap.
“And then?” Cade raised his eyebrows.
Damn. “Then I guess we should do some more of that dating—”
“Courting.” Cade grinned.
“Yeah, that’s the one. We’ve still got things to learn about each other.”
“Memories to make.”
“Mates and families to meet.”
“Yeah, all of that.” Cade reached up and kissed him. “Do you want to know something?”
“What?” Reece brushed his hand over Cade’s hair, moving it from where it had fallen near his eyes.
“I really bloody love you.”
Reece looked into Cade’s dark eyes. There was so much there—truth, honesty, desire and yes, love.
“I fucking love you too,” Reece said, his fears melting away, his heart thumping wildly and his body pressing into Cade’s.
“That makes us even.” Cade reached up. “If we both love each other.” He kissed Reece, a long, slow, tender kiss that held the past, the present and a future.
Reece couldn’t remember ever feeling so loved, peaceful or content. Who would have thought being a porn star was his calling in life and loving a sexy gardener would make him complete?
An annoying tinkle rang out.
“Sorry,” Cade said, pulling back and licking his lips. “That’s my phone.”
He reached for it, studied the screen then looked at Reece. “It’s Tom Henley-Smythe.”
Reece raised his eyebrows and nodded. “So answer it.”
“Hello.” Cade was quiet for a moment then, “Yes, yes, I agree. Just watched it. Yes, he’s here with me now.”
Another pause.
“Well that sounds very interesting and of course it’s an honor to be asked. You want me to ask him? Yes. Okay. I’ll call you back in five minutes.”
He hung up and set his iPhone aside.
“What was all that about?” Reece asked. “Not a problem, I hope.”
“God no, not a problem.”
“Well, what is it?”
“He wants us to do another movie, next month.”
“Next month. Really?” Reece’s head spun. “For the same money?”
“More, it’s longer so he’s offering twenty grand each.”
“Fuck me!”
“Yeah, that’s the plan.”
Reece blew out a long low breath. “It would be crazy to say no.”
“Hell yeah, that would be crazy. I’m in. He just wanted me to ask you. Says our on screen chemistry is electric and this new script is just perfect for us.”
Reece touched his brow. All his money worries were over. His heart had found someone to love and happiness was his once more.