Deliverance - Hooch and Matt's Story (40 page)
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Authors: TA Brown,Marquesate
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Hooch had finally fallen asleep towards morning, lying prone, arms and legs spread out. He did not move as Matt slid out of bed to throw on shorts and T-shirt in preparation for letting Rex out. The dog was not happy at being woken up and persuaded into the main part of the gym with access to the small grassed area in the back, and even unhappier when Matt filled up the food and water bowls in the reception area as the early morning cleaner could be seen pulling into the parking lot.
Hooch was still asleep when Matt returned to the bedroom, stripped and straddled Hooch’s hips, then unlocked the plate that kept the metal plug in place. Hooch stirred, awake from one second to the next, dark eyes focusing on Matt, who said nothing, just smiled at him.
Fumbling a little, Matt unfastened the plug and removed it, causing a moan to escape from Hooch. Matt nudged him onto all fours, grateful for the design of the device that allowed him to fuck Hooch with no difficulty, while Hooch remained caged and desperate. Entering him with only the a small amount of lube to ease the passage for himself, Matt soon picked up pace and thrust deeply into Hooch, holding his hips steady with both hands. He was getting to the edge too soon, the view of Hooch’s tattooed back, with his own initials permanently inked into Hooch’s skin, and the chrome encasing Hooch’s hips and ass, except for where Matt was fucking him, were too many and new sensations. By the time he came, Hooch was pleading in mindless whimpers, but Matt hadn’t planned on mercy
fully aware that not showing mercy was the greatest mercy of all.
He pulled out quickly, still hard, and immediately pushed the metal plug back inside Hooch, and locked it. Matt’s own voice was breathless, as placed a kiss on Hooch’s sweaty back. “Now get more sleep.”
Hooch’s answer was desperate groan, but he lay back down as ordered. He closed his eyes, breathing still rapid and his entire body flushed, as Matt left the bedroom to take a shower.
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Matt fucked Hooch twice more within the twelve hour slot. First after breakfast, during which Hooch had struggled to find a position to sit at the table that didn’t drive him insane. That time, he ordered Hooch to remain in position: bent over the dining table, legs spread, ass open and leaking, and took photos of the sight, before the plug returned.
Next after he’d been experimenting with weights and chains in Hooch’s nipple rings. Which had proved such an exquisite torment for a man who had come before by merely torturing his over-stimulated nipples. Once again he told Hooch to stay still, bent over and gripping his ankles, as he took more pictures, cataloging the gleaming metal around the abused flesh, framed by dark ink on sweaty skin. Some of his black and white photos of H’s body had made it into a gallery at the club, blown up large and displayed along the theatre, and he expected some of these to be added to them.
Matt never altered the pattern of fucking Hooch until he had come and Hooch was desperate, then locked the plug back in place, keeping his cum inside. By the time Matt fucked him for the fourth and last time, Hooch was slick and loose, his body accepting Matt’s cock without resistance.
When the twelve hours were up, Matt simply jangled the keys in front of Hooch’s face. He had rarely seen Hooch’s eyes blown so wide and dark, a new expression caused by new sensations. “I guess it’s payback time.” He grinned.
“Anything?” One word was all Hooch asked, while Matt worked on the locks.
“Anything.” Matt repeated. Taking off the device was much simpler and faster than could be guessed, even with the integration with Hooch’s hardware. He laid it carefully on the table, together with the keys, before turning back to Hooch. “Absolutely anything.”
Hooch lightly touched his abused cock, breathing deeply a few times, before a wide grin spread across his face. “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
“I’m counting on it,” Matt managed to say, before Hooch attacked.
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Later that day, Hooch came out of the bathroom, freshly showered and cleaned inside and out. All piercings carefully treated, his smooth skin moisturized, especially the areas where the device had chafed. He stopped at the open doorway to the bedroom, smiling at Matt who lay spread eagled, snoring softly. Hooch padded to the kitchen area to make a couple of strong coffees, then brought them back to the bedroom and sat down on the bed. “Hey, sleeping beauty.”
Matt blinked, bleary-eyed at the smell, as he groaned and sat up, stiff and sore in almost every muscle imaginable, but the tired grin on his face told that he didn’t regret it one bit. He accepted the coffee gratefully. “Nothing like home,” he yawned, then looked at Hooch, who was completely at peace and relaxed.
Hooch studied Matt’s face for a while. “No, there really isn’t.”
Matt hummed thoughtfully, taking a few sips of his coffee. “Mom is knitting a winter hat for you for Christmas. She insisted you needed one that’s not black, you know.”
“Is she?” Hooch smiled.
“Uh-huh, and Emily sent you another drawing just last week, didn’t she?”
“She did.”
“Lucifer needs to get ready for the show next week, doesn’t he?”
“He does.”
“And the fall charity horse trail you’re leading is next month, isn’t it?”
“It is.” Hooch’s grin widened.
“Sofia is going to stay over for a couple of days at the end of the month, isn’t she?”
“Yeah, she is.”
“And we’re going to have a BBQ for your birthday, aren’t we?”
“We are.”
“You realize, Hubert Bozic,” Matt put the coffee onto the bedside table, out of potential harm’s reach, “that your big bad Delta ass hasn’t just been tamed, but that it has become positively suburban?” Matt’s grin was splitting his face.
The next moment his yelps were muffled when Hooch smothered him with a pillow, laughing all the way.
Novels
Basic Training
Her Majesty
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s Men
Beyond Her Majesty
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s Men
Deliverance
Co-Authored with TA Brown
Short stories
Code of Honour
For Queen and Country
Friendly Fire
Special Forces epic
Co-authored with Vashtan
SF Soldiers
SF Mercenaries
SF Veterans
Marquesate
Marquesate lives in Scotland and has been associated with the British Forces for many years. Specialising in brutally realistic contemporary gay military fiction, she uses the insider knowledge of the 'bowels' of the military machinery and the insight into the soldiers' minds and modes of functioning, to write about men who are strong, aggressive and tough.
Marquesate’s stories are gritty, often full of pain and hatred, but also full of courage, loyalty and determination. Above all, there is always love. However impossible it may seem.
Visit Marquesate's website at www.marquesate.org
TA Brown
Deliverance is TA Brown's first novel. She lives in Australia and finds that co-authoring from the other side of the world is not as difficult as she originally thought.
