Grey's Awakening (21 page)
“You called me on it a few days ago, but I didn’t want to know it. You were right, though. I want to feel someone inside me again.” He trembled saying the words. “And I want it to be you.”
“Ohhh, God…” Sirus blew out an unsteady breath and his fingers clenched reflexively around Grey’s neck. “I didn’t think I’d ever hear you say that to me.”
A frisson of panic raced through Grey, and words just started shooting out of his mouth. “Let me suck you off first.” Reaching between them, Grey worked the button and zipper on Sirus’s jeans, his nerves running the show. “Tasting you in my mouth makes me fantasize about having you in my ass.” He rubbed his hand down Sirus’s already thickening cock, and his mouth watered for more.
Moaning, Sirus tore off his jacket and ripped open his shirt, revealing a line of dark, hard flesh that stopped at the white band of his underwear. “We could… Ahh, yeah, harder.” Sirus covered Grey’s hand and ground them both into his erection. “Just like that.” He let go of Grey’s neck and braced his hand on the doorframe. “Do you…” Sirus paused, hissing as Grey pulled his length out of the top of his underwear and teased the tip. Shaking his head, Sirus lifted his attention to Grey’s face, and gritted his teeth. “Hold on for a minute.” He stilled Grey’s hand, his eyes softening. “Do you want to go to the cabin first?”
“No way.” Grey couldn’t tolerate slowing down or stopping now. He vibrated with need and couldn’t risk grinding his arousal to a halt. “I wanted to get your cock in my mouth the very first time I saw you working here without your shirt.” Grey peeled Sirus’s coat and shirt off his shoulders, revealing more beautiful muscle than should be legal. “Of course, that time,” he dipped down and tongued one of Sirus’s nipples, flicking the tip, “in my mind, I started with licking your back and worked my way down to your ass.”
With that confession, Grey opened his mouth and bit into Sirus’s pectoral muscle, sinking his teeth in hard enough to sting.
“Oh, yeah…” Sirus hissed and stumbled back into the wall, dragging Grey with him.
He forced Grey’s face harder into his chest. “Do that again.” He speared his fingers into Grey’s hair and dug into Grey’s scalp as he bowed his back off the wall. “Leave your mark on me.”
Emboldened, Grey’s cock raged in his jeans. He bore down on Sirus’s chest again, the act of biting arousing the hell out of him. Grey had never cared for biting as foreplay before, but with Sirus, he wanted to leave visible signs of aggression all over the man’s amazing body.
Going for Sirus’s nipple, Grey latched on and sucked, pulling the slightly raised flesh into his mouth and licking it all over. The sharp, salty taste of sweat covered his tongue, spurring Grey to bigger sweeps over Sirus’s chest, across to his other nipple, where he attacked with incredible suction. Sirus held Grey’s head tightly and made throaty little murmurs of encouragement, urging Grey to bite and suck and nuzzle, all while rhythmically stabbing his erection into Grey’s stomach and leaving smears of precum on Grey’s shirt.
Grey looked up at Sirus through half-closed lids as he kissed his way down the man’s flat, solid stomach. “Hold some of that excitement in till I get there.” He flicked his tongue into Sirus’s belly button, teasing the little indentation enough to make Sirus’s stomach quiver.
With eyes shot full of silver, Sirus breathed heavily and looked half-drunk. “Take it quick.” He grabbed hold of his cock and held the rearing length out in offering. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold off coming.”
Lowering himself to his knees, Grey’s entire mouth tingled at the huge, thickly veined penis jutting toward his face. The long slit held a pearly bead of seed, and Grey swore the entire beautiful length pulsed with a visible heartbeat. He swore it beat
Greyson
,
Greyson
,
Greyson
in time with Grey’s pounding heart. As Grey stared, mesmerized with wanting, the drop of precum grew and started to slide from the opening. Grey dipped his tongue out and caught it, teasing the saltiness of man over his taste buds as the tip of his tongue grazed Sirus’s slit.
A tremor rocked through Sirus, and he pushed the head of his cock at the seam of Grey’s lips. “Please,” Sirus released his lock hold on Grey’s hair and folded his arms over his head against the wall, looking almost erotically angelic, “make me come in your mouth.”
Undeniable longing and fire combusted inside Grey, his need for
this
man’s cock—
well beyond the need for just
any
man’s cock—engulfed him in the flames, consuming him whole. He growled and opened up over Sirus’s straining erection, stuffing almost the entire length into his mouth in one wide push, his throat already naturally relaxing to take the extra size. Hot, throbbing cock took over every bit of space in Grey’s mouth; musky male smells invaded his nostrils and slipped into his bloodstream, and rough, needful noises from Sirus had Grey bobbing up and down the man’s burning thickness, voracious for every taste he could get.
Grey shoved his hands between Sirus’s thighs and massaged his weighty, cum-filled balls, alternating between rolling and tugging on the lightly furred sac. Sirus groaned from above, his eyelids sliding closed as Grey tormented his sensitized member and testicles. Sirus squirmed as Grey sucked him down deep; he moved his backside so frantically he surely scraped his bare ass raw with every swipe of his buttocks against the rough plaster of the wall.
Sirus’s inability to remain still or silent fed Grey’s desire to let everything loose with this man and scream “Bring it on,” in the face of the disastrous emotional consequences.
Grey let go of Sirus’s balls and grabbed hold of his hips with both hands, sinking his fingers into the steely flesh hard enough to create bruises. The thought of leaving even more evidence of his presence on Sirus drew a growl of ownership up through Grey, and the tangible, audible need vibrated over Sirus’s cock buried deep in Grey’s mouth.
“Oh yeah … yeah.” Sirus bucked his hips at Grey’s face, the power behind his thrusts nearly strong enough to dislodge Grey’s hold. “So … ahhhh,” he pounded his fists into the wall above his head, “fucking close.”
Grey grew harder and harder with every open, visible response out of Sirus. His cock and ass pulsed with the need to come, but he ignored the desire to touch himself, caring only about the man before him. He went down on Sirus’s length again. As he did, he slid the flat of his tongue along the underside of Sirus’s cock and forced the top half against the roof of his mouth. Precum leaked out of Sirus and dripped near Grey’s throat, giving torturously wonderful hints of the flood trapped in Sirus’s balls. Grey got Sirus to the back of his mouth and then went right on going, pushing the mushroom head down his throat … and then a little bit more. When he could take no more, Grey swallowed. Once, twice…
Sirus roared on the third swallow, his entire body locking straight. A split second later, he pulled back and took hold of his cock, pumping his saliva-covered prick with his fist as he spurted a load of seed all over Grey’s tongue. Grey held onto Sirus’s hips and kept his mouth open to take this man’s spunk, eagerly accepting every thick lines of bitter ejaculate Sirus gave to him and lapped it up like a dog getting its first taste of water in a week. Eventually, the last drop fell. After Grey swallowed it down, he wiggled the tip of his tongue into Sirus’s slit, making sure there was nothing left to drink. Sirus shivered, but he was sucked dry and not another drizzle of semen leaked out of his dwindling erection.
All right, Cole. Do it now, before you chicken out.
Grey looked at Sirus’s dick, still well above average, even without a raging hard-on.
Gulping silently, Grey shot to his feet and backed up as he looked at Sirus—so fucking sexy—and then darted his focus away. “So, where do you want me?” Bumping into the center worktable, Grey recovered by hoisting himself up onto it. “Right here?” He pushed across the surface to the center and reached for his belt.
Sirus stuffed himself back into his underwear and jeans, and moved across the room in two fast strides. He wrapped his hand around Grey’s ankle and dragged him back to the edge of the table. “I’m not fucking you on my studio table, baby.” Sirus flashed one of his quick smiles, and Grey didn’t know if his heart sped up for that or the endearment.
Before Grey could decide, Sirus lifted him right off the table, holding them face to face.
“At least, not the first time.” He pressed a ridiculously sweet kiss to Grey’s forehead that almost had him crying like an infant. “Now put your legs around me.” Sirus wrapped one arm around Grey’s back and slid the other down to hold his ass as he started to walk.
“Hold on tight. I’m taking you to bed.”
was
the first time Sirus had looked upon his naked body.
Sirus raised a brow. “Cold?” Shifting, he crawled up Grey and settled right on top of him, wiggling into the space between Grey’s spread legs. “Do you need a hot, live blanket to keep you warm?”
“Not anymore.” Grey pulled Sirus down, kissing him again and again, fast and hard as he wrapped his legs around Sirus’s waist. He grabbed the lube Sirus had thrown on the bed and tried to shove it into his lover’s hand. “Now fuck me.” His voice sounded a little stripped and high to his own ears. “Please.”
Stilling Grey’s hand, Sirus broke the kiss, pulled back, and looked into Grey’s eyes.
“Darlin’,” intensity and softness somehow merged in the slate depths of Sirus’s gaze and wound its way right into Grey’s soul, “if you think I’m going to start and end this by shoving my cock into your ass, then you don’t know me very well yet.”
I want to work like hell to give you pleasure before I take you
. Sirus’s words from the other morning flashed in Grey’s mind, and Grey felt like someone splashed icy water over his burning hot body.
“It’s okay. You can fuck me right now.” Grey rolled over under Sirus and thrust his ass against the man’s cock. Sirus’s length stirred against Grey’s crease, and Grey’s channel contracted tight enough to turn coal into diamonds. At the same time, a place deep inside screamed for Sirus to force him open and fill him to the brim. “I promise I want you inside me.”
“Yeah.” Sirus chuckled and nipped Grey’s earlobe. “You really feel like you’re all relaxed and ready for it.” He slipped his tongue into Grey’s ear and fucked it, but occasionally pulled back and swirled around the shell, stopping every so often to blow the wet skin dry. Grey trembled with the cool torment, and Sirus whispered against his ear, “You’ll be shaking like that and begging for more by the time I fuck your ass. I won’t push my dick into your hole a second before I know you’re crying for it just as much as I am.”
Grey sank a little bit deeper into the mattress as the tightness knotting his core loosened some. “I think you just got me a little closer.”
“Good.” Sirus eased down and nibbled on Grey’s shoulder. “Let’s see how much fun I can have with you before I get you all the way there.”
Grey felt Sirus’s lips turn up into a smile against his nape, and Grey had to bite his cheek to keep from grinning as well. Grey’s rectum still clenched involuntarily with every brush of Sirus’s dick against his buttocks, but his cock responded to every brush of Sirus’s mouth or fingers over his back too, as if fighting to prove his body wanted this as much as it feared it. It was up to Grey’s mind to override the fear and let his desire for Sirus win the battle.
Sirus stopped planting kisses about a third of the way down Grey’s spine. “You’re tightening up on me again, baby.” He pressed the flat of his palms down Grey’s sides and poked at his waist and hips, making Grey laugh and squirm against the tickly sensation.
“There you go.” Sirus pushed a hand under Grey’s body and stroked his rapidly growing cock. “Stop thinking so much and just let me help you enjoy yourself.” He trapped the head of Grey’s prick against the mattress and created a snug cocoon between the bed and his hand.
“Not an easy request of a man like me. Ohhh, fuck, fuck…” Sirus teased the tip of Grey’s cock, and a trilling little noise escaped Grey as a shiver of delight ran down his spine. Out of his control, Grey circled his hips and started humping the little cavern of Sirus’s cupped hand, half slipping back into adolescence when he first became curious about the many things he could do with his cock to make himself come.
“Yeah, that’s it. Don’t stop.” Sirus picked right back up dipping his tongue down Grey’s spine, leaving a wet trail of shivery flesh in his wake. He kneaded Grey’s hip with one hand, and the other remained trapped beneath Grey’s body, a temporary place for Grey to pump his cock.
Perspiration began to break out in a thin film over Grey’s flesh, but even the heat pouring off his body as it mixed with the chill in the air had no power to put a damper on his quickly growing arousal. Sirus murmured incoherent words of appreciation into Grey’s skin. With every noise Sirus made he took bigger sweeps with his tongue across some point of Grey’s back, licking up every salty droplet of sweat as it formed on Grey’s skin. Grey loved that Sirus seemed to want every bit of offering his body had to give, no matter how insignificant. The unabashed enthusiasm pushed Grey’s excitement to higher and higher levels, and soon he shoved up to his knees and thrust his ass high in the air, dislodging Sirus from his back and his hand from Grey’s cock.
Suddenly, big strong hands smacked Grey’s buttocks and then gripped his ass cheeks, splitting his crack open.
“Oh God.” Reverence filled Sirus’s voice. A spitting sound reached Grey’s ears just as a dousing of liquid coated his asshole. “That is a thing of pure beauty.”
Sirus whistled, Grey squeezed his eyes shut, preparing himself for the pain. Instead, the softest whisper of nubby wetness flicked over his ring, jolting right through Grey in a rolling wave of pleasure.
