by Sean Michael
“I’ve got you, babe. I’ll make your skin fit again.” He pushed Hunter onto the bed.
“Yeah?” Hunter’s thighs parted.
“Yeah.” He climbed onto the bed, slicking his cock up as he crawled between Hunter’s legs.
Hunter groaned, hand sliding down the long body to wrap around that fat cock.
“No.” He slapped at Hunter’s hand. “No touching.”
“What?”
“That’s mine. You can grab your knees and hold them back.”
“Oh, fuck.” Hunter’s eyes rolled. “Kyle. Kyle, fuck.”
“Yeah. Yeah, fucking.” He pushed Hunter’s legs back, waited for his lover to grab the bent knees.
Hunter did, spread wide, and Kyle thought he’d just come from looking. He inched forward on his knees, moving until his cock was pressed against Hunter’s tight little hole. Hunter’s body jerked, spasmed against his erection.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck.” He sank slowly into Hunter, his lover’s tight body opening, stretching to let him in.
A deep groan pushed out of Hunter, the cry ringing through the air.
“My Hunter. My man.”
Hunter nodded, gasped. “Yours. Yours, oh, fuck, it’s good.”
“You feel amazing.” Wonderful, incredible, terrific…
Hunter offered him a smile, then those eyes closed.
“Look at me, love. I want to see you when you come.”
“Kyle…” Look at that smile.
“Look at me, Hunter.” He leaned over his lover, pushing Hunter’s knees against the broad chest. “No hiding.”
“Or what?” Hunter’s eyes opened, glinted at him.
“Or it won’t be nearly as good as it could be.” He wanted to see his lover’s eyes.
Hunter’s laugh was full, honest, and brought a smile to his face. “I love you, huh?”
“I sure hope so, because I love you so much.”
Hunter looked at him, full-on. “If you don’t move soon, I’m going to scream.”
“I want to hear you scream regardless.” He started moving, though. He pulled almost all the way out, then sank in again. Fuck, Hunter’s body was like a furnace, gripping his cock like a fist. He pulled out and pushed in again, moaning loudly as he did it.
“Again.” Hunter’s eyes were like lasers.
“Yes.” He thrust again. Then again. Then again. God, he wasn’t going to last any time at all.
“Hard…” Hunter jerked as he slammed in. “There. Kyle. Sir. Please.”
“Right here?” He thrust a few more times, trying to nail Hunter’s gland.
“Uh…” Hunter reached for him.
He reached out as well, fingers sliding on Hunter’s little swollen nipples.
“Oh. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, don’t touch ‘em.” Hunter’s ass went wild around his cock.
Kyle cried out at the sensation, hips pushing harder, his fingers lingering on Hunter’s nipples. Each touch made Hunter wilder, that big body fucking itself on his cock.
“Look at you. Oh God!” Kyle cried out, first meeting Hunter’s movements, then driving them.
“God. God…” Hunter seemed almost to growl. “Fuck. Harder. It aches.”
“Your whole body aches so good, huh?”
“My nipples. They burn.”
“Uh-huh.” He leaned over and took one in his mouth, still pushing into his lover over and over.
“Fuck!” Hunter’s arms wrapped around him, holding him tight.
He kept thrusting, kept sucking, losing himself in his lover.
“I need to come. Oh, fuck. I need to. Kyle. Lover…”
He let go of Hunter’s nipple, shaking his head as he thrust for all he was worth. “I get to say when. You wait till I say.”
“Going to beat your ass…” Hunter’s eyes rolled.
“Nope. My job.” Kyle laughed, but the sound was breathless and husky and oh, God, he needed to come, too. Right now. “Okay. Now! Come on my cock, Hunter.”
He brushed Hunter’s erection, just once, and his lover jerked and shot, spunk spraying between them. Hunter’s tight ass went even tighter around his length and he cried out, shouting as he came hard. Hunter was wrapped around him, squeezing him tight. He let Hunter hold his weight, his head on his lover’s shoulder as he panted.
“Mmm.” Hunter didn’t speak, just stayed close.
He patted Hunter’s pec and settled in, happy. Really happy.
The blankets drifted down around them, soft and comfortable. They’d have to get up, eat. Talk. Later.
For now, they were perfect just where they were.
Chapter Eleven
Hunter headed downstairs to the weight room he’d put in the garage. He needed to think. He loaded up the barbell and started doing bench presses, focusing on finding the burn.
He’d let Kyle spank him. He had let Kyle spank him like he was a wayward child. He’d let it happen and he’d gotten hard. He didn’t know what that fuck to do about that. What kind of guy did that? What kind of guy let someone do that? What the fuck was wrong with him?
He didn’t know how long he’d been out there when a soft knock sounded at the door and it opened slightly. “Babe?”
“Uh-huh.” He was doing bicep curls now, sweating hard, heart pounding too hard to think.
“Oh, look at you.” Kyle made a pleased noise and came to sit, watching him.
“I’m sweaty.” Still, he liked that Kyle still looked. Hell, looked hard.
“I know. It’s sexy.” Kyle licked his lips, and there was a definite tenting happening in his sweats.
Hunter felt his cheeks heat and he shook his head, focusing on his next set. “You get in a good nap?”
“I did. Missed you when I woke up, though.” Kyle stretched, his T-shirt riding up over his belly for a moment. “I could make supper if you’re hungry.”
“I had to think.” His eyes were on that strip of belly. “I’ll buy pizza.”
“You had to think about buying pizza?” Kyle’s voice was gentle, teasing.
“Dork.” He grinned a little, moved to do his flies. He was wearing out. “You know what I had to think about.”
“I know. So what were you thinking?”
He would have shrugged if his shoulders weren’t busy. “About this afternoon.”
“Mmm. That was hot. You were hot. God.” Kyle’s voice had gone all throaty, and he squirmed where he was sitting.
Hunter wasn’t sure that he had been, but he liked Kyle’s response. A lot.
“Did you think it was hot?” Kyle asked him. “You got hard, and you came like a ton of bricks.”
“I… I’m a little unnerved that I did. That it did.”
“Because big tough guys like you shouldn’t like stuff like that?”
“It’s not about being big or tough.”
“What’s it about, then?”
Hunter put the weights down with a clank. “I let you put me over your knee, Kyle!”
“Yeah. And we both got off on it.”
“I did, but I don’t get it. I’m just…” He did shrug this time, shut himself up. Quit being a fucking idiot. Work out.
“That’s why we’re exploring it, right? Figuring out what we both like.” Kyle got up and came right over to him. “We can talk about it, or we can just accept that we liked it. It’s ours. We can do whatever we want with it.”
“You aren’t a little freaked out?” He was. Maybe more than a little.
“I’m loving it, actually.”
He went over to rack his weights, muscles flexing.
Kyle’s hands landed on his back, slid up across his shoulders. “You’re freaked out by it, huh?”
“A little bit. I’m freaked out that I let you do that.”
“Why?” Kyle kept rubbing his back, his shoulders.
“Because grown-ups don’t drape themselves over their lover’s laps and get spanked every day.”
Kyle snorted. “You’re kidding, right? Spanking is, like, the most common kink.�
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“You think?” Not that he needed to be like everyone else.
“No, I don’t think—I know. I’ve been into this for a while, yeah? I’ve been to the sites and shit. There are a billion out there, dedicated to grown men being spanked. Most of them by women.”
Hunter wrinkled his nose. “Does that mean I have to let someone with boobs do me now?”
Kyle cackled and wrapped his arms around Hunter’s waist. “Nobody touches you but me, babe. I’m serious.”
Okay, so that was hot. “You’re sure?”
“One hundred percent.”
“No sharing me around?”
Kyle’s arms tightened. “No.”
Hunter’s cock jerked, filled in his little shorts. His ass was sensitive, tingling a bit where Kyle pressed against him.
“No matter what else we do, babe, you’re mine. That’s never going to change.”
Hunter shivered a little. “Yours, huh?” His whole body was hearing that, loud and clear.
“That’s right.” Kyle had this little growl in his voice that was going right to Hunter’s balls.
“Prove it to me.” He could handle it if Kyle helped him stop fucking thinking, let him feel again.
“You’re going to have to turn around, then.” Kyle’s hands landed on his hips, began twisting him around.
“I’m sweaty.” Hunter’s cock brushed against those fingers.
“Yeah, it’s a bit of a turn on, actually. Besides, your mouth isn’t sweaty.”
“Are you sure?” His mouth was actually a little dry.
“I am. But my cock could check it.”
That made him chuckle. “That was bad, man.”
Kyle grinned. “It was. But you suck so good.”
“You like me on my knees.” His cock was right with it, too, this new, fascinating game.
“I do. I like holding onto these wide shoulders and watching your mouth swallow me up.” Kyle’s eyes were glittering.
Hunter was never going to stop blushing. Ever.
“It’s so hot.” Kyle’s hands rested on his shoulders and pressed him downward.
Hunter went easily, knees finding the edge of one of the mats he kept down here for ab work.
Kyle nodded. “Yeah. Sexy. Hot. God, Hunter, you make me need.”
“Do I? Did you think about me like this? Before?”
Kyle blushed, cheeks rosy. “Yeah. I did. Sometimes when I jacked off, and whenever I played online, it was always you I pictured.”
“Good.” He was fiercely glad.
Kyle stroked a hand through his hair. “Take my cock out, Hunter.”
That was easy enough. Easy and exactly what he wanted.
“Suck me. God, I’ve been harder more in this last week…”
“Uh-huh. Everything feels new.”
“Yeah. It’s awesome. Sexy.” Kyle’s cock pushed out from his open pants.
“Love.” He leaned in, moaning happily at the flavor of his lover.
Kyle’s breath hitched, and his only answer was a soft moan. Hunter sucked, tongue mapping the long shaft from base to swollen head.
“Such a hot mouth.” Kyle’s fingers slid from his head and wrapped around his shoulders. The words felt like another touch, like another caress. “Love it. Your mouth. Love it.”
Hunter flexed for Kyle, sucking harder as he did. Moaning, Kyle ran a hand over his shoulder. Sweat and musk and sex—Hunter’s eyes rolled at the way the room smelled. Kyle began to move, hips jerking, pushing the long cock right in. He swallowed on each thrust, taking Kyle in deeper and deeper.
“Yeah. God. You feel good. You do.”
Hunter thought it was Kyle that felt good. Really good.
“Wanna do this all night.”
He smiled, pulled harder. No way was Kyle going to last all night. Kyle jerked and cried out, hands tightening on his shoulders. No way at all.
Hunter hummed, slowed his motions. He didn’t have a problem making Kyle ask for it, though. Noises and nonsense words poured down on him. It all meant the same thing, though. It meant ‘fuck yeah’, and ‘don’t stop’.
“Oh, God. Harder.” He gentled his suction, teasing. Kyle groaned. “Don’t make me spank you again.”
He slapped the tip of Kyle’s cock with his tongue.
“Fuck!” Kyle jerked, pushing deep.
Hunter swallowed hard, hands wrapped around Kyle’s hips.
“More!” Kyle started to hump his mouth, hips growing wild beneath his hands.
Hunter didn’t tease any more—he let Kyle take him, fuck his lips.
“Yes! Fuck! Hunter!” He could hear Kyle losing it, hear it in his lover’s voice.
He sucked deeper, one finger sliding back to press into Kyle’s hole.
“Hunter!” His lover cried out, cum pouring down his throat.
He pulled hard, sucking for all he was worth, working the stiff, long cock. A few more dribbles of cum coated his tongue, Kyle making the best happy noises. Cleaning the sweet cock, Hunter licked and lapped, his own flesh swollen.
“Mmm…so good, Hunter.” Kyle’s fingers were back in his hair, stroking and touching, “Wanna watch you jack off for me now.”
Oh, Jesus. He groaned, pulling once, sharply, on the tip of Kyle’s cock. Kyle stepped back, cock leaving his mouth with a pop. Hunter leaned back on his heels, resting.
“Take it out, babe. I know you’re hard and you want to.”
“You make me ache.” Hunter slipped his hand inside his sweats, found his cock.
“Pull them down, babe. I want to see.”
His cheeks heated, but he tugged his sweats down. He didn’t have anything to be ashamed of.
Kyle moaned, the sound honest. “Love you. Love your cock.”
Hunter’s balls drew up, and he started stroking.
“Yeah, tug it for me. That’s right.”
He’d never expected Kyle to have such a filthy mouth.
“My beautiful, cocksucking man.”
“Kyle!” Hunter’s hips jerked, pushing his cock harder into his touch.
Kyle smiled down at him, licked his lips. “Yeah. I know what I like. I know what you like, too. We both like it when I watch you jack that thick, hard cock off.”
He groaned, bit his lip, praying Kyle didn’t stop.
“Squeeze it tight, Hunter. Come on, I want to see your spunk flying up.”
“Jesus. Jesus, Kyle.” Hunter spread his knees, and he started fucking his hand.
“Yeah, like that. Look at those hips snap.”
He met Kyle’s eyes, just fucking wild. When had the man become so fucking hot?
“I know just what you want, Hunter. You want me to tell you that you’re allowed to come—and I will. But you’ll have to wait, first.”
“Fuck.” He was going out of his fucking mind.
“No, babe. This is jacking off.” Kyle’s laughter was soft and husky, with a bit of a hitch.
He flipped Kyle off with his free hand.
“Careful, babe. I might not let you come.”
Hunter groaned, shook. “I wouldn’t want to beat you.”
“No, because that’s my job. Keep jacking that fine, fucking cock.”
He leaned back a little, propping himself on one hand.
“Oh, there you go. Beautiful show-off.” Groaning, Kyle rubbed at his own erection, then licked his lips again. “Just a bit longer, babe. I’ll let you come soon.”
He was sweating again, hips driving up into his hand like they had a mind of their own.
“Yeah, like that. Fuck, just look at you. God.” He could hear the need in each of Kyle’s words. “Okay, babe. You can come now. Show me.”
It only took another pull or two and he was shooting, cum pulsing from his cock.
Kyle knelt down in front of him and cupped his cheeks, kissing him eagerly. All Hunter could do was open to it. Kyle’s kisses were hungry and happy, his lover’s arms sliding around his waist and holding on. He wrapped his arms around Kyle’s waist, fingers
digging into the rounded ass, petting.
Kyle stopped kissing him for a moment, staring into his eyes. “I love you, Hunter.”
He chuckled, leaned forward, and rubbed their noses together. “You sure?”
Kyle laughed softly, nodded. “Yeah. Very.”
“Good.” Because he wasn’t doing this alone. No way.
Squeezing him tight, Kyle sniffed. “I think we need to hit the shower, babe.”
“Yeah. We’re a little rank.” And not in a good way
“Yeah, well, I still love you anyway.”
“Good.” He nodded, stood, headed Kyle toward the stairs. “Because you’re my fucking life, lover. Have been from the start.”
The smile he received was beaming.
“So, did you book our cruise?”
“I did. A week in the Caribbean. Sun, water and all the food we can eat.”
“You, me, sex on the waves.”
Kyle giggled and pressed against him as they headed toward the bathroom. “Yeah. Sounds like paradise, babe.”
“You know it.”
“I do.” Kyle gave him a wink and stopped them, tilting his face up for a kiss.
God, he was a lucky man.
Chapter Twelve
Finishing his solo dinner, Kyle grabbed a glass of wine in one hand and his laptop in the other. He took them both to bed. After turning the laptop on, he stripped while it booted.
Hunter was on a business trip, but two days after he got back, they would be off to the Caribbean for their cruise. The only reason Kyle wasn’t chomping at the bit to be on it already was, well…he was meeting Hunter tonight, now wasn’t he?
Or rather, Sir T was meeting Arrow.
He logged on to ForMen, looking to see if Arrow was there. Not yet. He grinned and waited for the phone to ring, for Hunter to call and ask him about his day. His man was a creature of…
Arrow’s name popped up. Damn. Hunter really was very into this—it wasn’t a fluke.
Good.
Grinning, he opened a private message window.
Sir T: Arrow.
Arrow: Hey.
He could see Hunter’s smile in his mind.