The Perfect Mess (4 page)

“Slow down,” Ben said calmly as his hand glided up Landon’s back soothingly. Landon nodded despite the urge to beg for more, harder and faster. Ben’s fingers left Landon and he groaned in protest. “Ssshhh…” Ben reached for the bedside table and a minute later cool, slick fingers slid into Landon’s hole.

Landon sighed as his chest and face dropped to the bed. Pleasure radiated out from where Ben’s fingers stroked deep and smooth. Landon didn’t know what was happening to his body. He understood in theory, he’d used all the same methods on his partners but his body had never reacted like this. Ben’s fingers curled and all the air left Landon’s lungs as pleasure swelled and his vision blurred. He must have made some sort of sound because Ben laughed softly and rubbed Landon’s prostate more firmly.

“I need you to fuck me,” Landon slurred as his arms stretched above his head and his hands gripped the edge of the mattress as his erection pulsed angrily.

“Stay just like that,” Ben said as his fingers slid from Landon. There was the sound of a wrapper ripping and Landon looked over his shoulder and saw Ben stretching a condom over the head of his cock. It was so much bigger than anything he’d ever attempted but instead of being nervous or scared, Landon felt a tremor of excitement and the gnawing emptiness as his passage ached. Ben coated his length generously with lube before he rose on his knees and positioned himself behind Landon. His hands swept reverently over Landon’s ass and back before he leaned over and his lips caressed between Landon’s shoulder blades. “You look so sexy like this, Landon. I’ve never wanted anyone so bad in my life,” Ben whispered.

Ben leaned back and the head of his cock traced the cleft of Landon’s ass before it nudged his hole. Landon took a deep breath and held it as the head slipped past the ring of his ass. Landon’s ass clamped tight and he exhaled slowly as he pushed back and was surprised when there was only a slight burning as Ben slowly slid forward. Ben paused to give Landon a moment to adjust and his hands shook as they kneaded Landon’s shoulders. Landon squeezed, and his cock throbbed as he gripped Ben’s shaft. A long groan poured from Ben and Landon bit his lip as pleasure radiated from his groin and the tingling in his ass intensified. He had only half of Ben’s length and he could feel it throbbing against his prostate.

“More, Ben!” Landon whispered urgently. “I need more!” He demanded.

“You’re so tight,” Ben said as he slid forward slowly. Waves of warm pleasure poured down Landon’s legs and his nerves sparked as Ben’s erection filled him and pushed against every part of his passage. Landon got his hands beneath his chest and pushed off the mattress and Ben leaned back as Landon got on his hands and knees.

“It feels so good,” Landon said as he slammed his ass against Ben’s groin. Ben hummed in agreement as his hand caressed Landon’s ass and thighs tenderly. He rocked slow and deep and Landon growled in frustration as he met his thrusts. “Ben!” He complained.

“Landon, we’ve got all night,” he murmured as he tried to slow Landon by wrapping his hands around his hips. Landon shook his head as he rose on his knees and forced Ben back until he was sitting on his heels. Landon scooted his knees back until they were outside of Ben’s, impaling himself on Ben’s cock. He felt so full and tight around Ben’s shaft. Ben groaned as his hands swept up Landon’s chest. “This works too,” Ben said as Landon raised his hips.

It was like the first time Landon ejaculated, only a hundred times better, when Landon dropped and his ass hit Ben’s thighs. His nerves flared and every part of his body felt connected to the muscles that gripped Ben’s length. His eyes crossed as his prostate was crushed and drew tight.
Oh, this is why they like it!
He realized as he began to ride Ben. Landon enjoyed a little anal play and a good prostate massage as much as the next guy but this was so far beyond that. Holy shit, this was better than most of the orgasms he’d had. Landon was drooling. He looked down and his eyes widened as he stared at his cock as it bounced wildly. His cock was drooling. Landon leaned forward and braced his hands on the bed so he could ride Ben harder. He ground his hips as he slammed into Ben and a scream burst from his throat as pressure and pleasure exploded from the base of his cock and streaked up his shaft.

“Jesus! Yes!” Landon’s head swung back and he rocked frantically as his body began to tremble. Ben grabbed his hips and pulled Landon against him as he thrust and Landon’s world imploded. Every nerve in his body burst and bright heat flooded him as ribbons of come erupted from Landon’s cock. Landon fell onto the bed, convulsing and insensate as Ben rose behind him. The sound of Ben’s hips slapping against Landon’s ass, hard and fast, filled the room and Landon was afraid he’d go blind, his eyes were rolling so hard. His body went boneless as come dribbled from the head of his erection with each of Ben’s thrusts.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come so hard!” Ben huffed as he drove deep and Landon sobbed as an aftershock tore through him and he clenched tight. Ben gasped and froze as he buried his cock deep in Landon. “Fuck.” It was more breath than word as Ben’s head fell back and his fingers dug into Landon’s hips.

Ben bucked hard and Landon hissed as his over sensitive prostate and aching balls protested. He ground his jaw as Ben writhed and twisted as his nerves shrieked and his body shuddered. Landon heard Ben exhale loudly as his shaking subsided then groan as he pulled from Landon’s passage. Landon’s hips dropped onto the duvet and he scrunched his nose as he felt damp fabric cling to his stomach and chest. Ben crashed on the bed next to him and rolled onto his back. He threw an arm over his eyes as his chest heaved. Landon rolled onto his side, peeling the duvet away as he went.

“I’m sorry, but…” He cringed as Ben raised his head. Ben snorted and his head fell back onto the bed.

“I truly couldn’t give a damn,” he announced and Landon chuckled as he laid back then moaned lightly as the muscles in his legs ached as he stretched them. Ben reached over and grabbed Landon’s hand and brought it to his lips. “Are you ok?” He asked as he kissed the back of Landon’s hand. Landon felt a flutter of warmth in his chest and quickly dismissed it.

“Are you kidding me?” He asked loudly and he felt Ben’s lips curve into a smile.

“That was really…” Ben sighed against the back of Landon’s hand. “Amazing,” he stated and Landon grinned.

“Yeah. Amazing,” he said and Ben rolled onto his side facing Landon. He still had a hold of Landon’s hand and his lips slid back and forth and pressed delicate kisses to his skin.

“I’ve never been with a power bottom before,” Ben murmured and Landon’s jaw fell. “I guess I should have expected that you would be a little more aggressive with the way you flirted…” He stopped when Landon laughed. Hysterically. There were tears. When Landon finally stopped Ben looked concerned. Landon gasped for air as he wiped his eyes.

“I’m not a bottom. I don’t really enjoy it,” he said and Ben’s brows pulled together and his lips twisted as he stared at Landon.

“Maybe I’ve misunderstood what that means, for like most of my life, because I’m pretty sure you just…” His hand waved between them and Landon nodded.

“Yeah. I did just do that,” he agreed and Ben nodded slowly.

“You seemed like you enjoyed it,” he said carefully and Landon nodded vigorously.

“I enjoyed the fuck out of that. Literally,” he said and Ben chewed his lip as he tried to understand. Landon laughed softly. From the state of Ben’s bed, it was obvious how much he enjoyed it. “I can count on both hands the number of times I’ve done that. I’ve always been a top,” he explained and Ben frowned.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” He asked and Landon shrugged.

“I was enjoying myself and I didn’t want you to stop. I guess I’m versatile now, under the right circumstances,” he said and Ben sat up and shook his head.

“I’m sorry. I just assumed you knew I was a top. I should have asked first,” he said as he went to the bathroom. Landon raised a brow as he watched Ben’s ass as he strode away from the bed.

“Why would I assume you were a top?” He asked loudly over the sound of water running in the sink. A moment later, Ben appeared with a wash cloth.

“I’m pretty masculine,” he said and Landon pulled in his lips and became still as Ben bent over him and wiped the washcloth across his skin. He would have already asked to do it himself but he was still confused by Ben’s explanation. He covered Ben’s hand and he paused.

“May I?” He asked and Ben nodded as he released the cloth and stepped back. Landon wiped himself more thoroughly then sat up. “I’d consider myself masculine,” Landon said as he got up and walked into the bathroom.

He dropped the washcloth in the laundry basket and washed his hands. When he walked into the bedroom the duvet was folded in the corner and Ben was spreading a quilt over the bed. Ben turned and gestured for Landon to get back in the bed. Landon briefly considered leaving. It would have been the smart thing to do. Thanking Ben for the best date he’d ever been on and the most incredible sex he’d ever experienced and leaving graciously would have been smart. Anything that would happen after Landon got back in that bed would be a mistake.

“Just about every man I’ve ever fucked was masculine,” Landon said as he walked across the room and crawled onto the bed. He got beneath the sheet and propped up his head with his hand as he watched Ben stretch on the bed next to him. “I haven’t dated many effeminate men,” he added and Ben folded his arms behind his head as he stared at the ceiling.

“I think about half of the men I’ve dated were,” he said then nodded. “Yeah. But it’s never been an issue. It was just understood that I was a top,” Ben added. “I guess I thought it was just obvious.” Landon laughed.

“It was not obvious to me. If anything, I thought you were versatile,” Landon said and Ben shook his head.

“I tried it twice and neither time was very enjoyable,” he explained and Landon nodded in understanding. He could sense that Ben was getting tense so he decided to change the subject.

“I love the way your lips look wrapped around my cock,” Landon said as his thumb slid across Ben’s lips. Ben’s tongue flicked at Landon’s thumb.

“I enjoyed wrapping them around your cock,” Ben replied and Landon leaned over Ben and pressed his lips to Ben’s. He kissed him gently, savoring the feel of Ben’s full, tender lips sliding against his and the soft sweetness of Ben’s mouth. Landon groaned as he rested his forehead on Ben’s.

“I think I could do that forever and it wouldn’t be enough,” Landon murmured and Ben’s eyes searched his.

“But you can’t. You don’t have forever,” he reminded and Landon shut his eyes and shook his head as regret stabbed at his chest.

“I think it might be best if I go,” he said softly and he felt Ben hold his breath. When he released it he shook his head as his arms closed around Landon and pulled him against his chest.

“It’s not going to make a difference if you leave now or in the morning. I’m going to think about you all night and I won’t be able to stop picturing you riding me if you leave. At least if you’re here, I can fall asleep with you in my arms,” he argued and Landon knew he wasn’t going anywhere.

“Fine,” he said heavily as he rubbed his cheek against Ben’s chest. “You have to finish telling me about Grandpa Bennet,” he said and Ben chuckled as his arms locked around Landon.

“He played four different instruments and toured all over Europe with the Army Band,” Ben said and Landon smiled as he felt Ben’s heart beat beneath his cheek.

Landon decided that no matter how good Ben was at playing the guitar, it couldn’t be more beautiful than the sound of his voice. He kept Ben talking until he couldn’t keep his eyes open and sleep finally carried him away. The first time Landon woke up he was disoriented and confused. He sat up, blinking and searching for something familiar as his heart raced. It wasn’t until a large hand slid around his chest and pulled him into Ben’s arms that Landon relaxed. He pushed his face into the corner of Ben’s neck and let Ben’s scent fill him as he drifted off to sleep.

The second time Landon woke up was even more confusing but much more enjoyable. One moment, he was naked and spread on an alter, an offering for a powerful sex god. Ben was the sex god. He was naked and his skin shimmered as he circled Landon’s supine body. Ben’s eyes glowed as he stepped between Landon’s legs and when his lips closed around Landon’s cock, Landon could feel his soul leaving his body as Ben sucked. Then, Landon’s eyes fluttered open and he was in Ben’s room. But the slick, hot pressure around his cock became more intense and Landon’s shoulders came off the bed as Ben’s hand tugged at his shaft as his head bounced over Landon’s groin. Ben was still a sex god. Landon only lasted a few minutes before he shattered and came deep in Ben’s throat.

“Go back to sleep,” Ben whispered as he crawled over Landon. He tried to drop a soothing kiss on Landon’s lips and Landon laughed as he rolled Ben onto his back.

“I’ll go back to sleep after I’ve finished with you,” Landon said as he slid down Ben’s body.

Chapter 7

It was definitely his bed and he was definitely awake. And there was definitely a large, gorgeous, naked man draped over his chest. Ben pulled in his lips to keep from laughing as he tightened his arms around Landon. His mind replayed the events from the night before and his face started to hurt, he was smiling so hard. He’d definitely broken every dating rule. He drank too much. He shared too much. He pretty much blew not giving his address out of the water when he brought Landon back to his apartment. Having sex and letting Landon sleep over were the two biggest violations. No kissing or touching below the waist obviously went out the window.

Landon mumbled as he rubbed his cheek on Ben’s chest. The hand wrapped around Ben’s ass tightened and Ben’s eyes flared. Heat rushed to his groin and he groaned. They went at it pretty hard the night before, it was probably too soon to fuck Landon again. His cock started to pulse and he quickly pushed the thought away. Ben lowered his head and kissed Landon’s hair, breathing in the soft green smell of his shampoo.

“Hey,” he whispered softly. There was a muffled rumble from Landon that Ben decided was adorable. “I’m going to make us some coffee. I’ll be back in a few minutes,” Ben said softly and grinned when Landon patted his shoulder and rolled away.

The sight of Landon’s naked ass had Ben cursing under his breath as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. He was almost completely, painfully hard as he strolled into the kitchen. His lips twisted as he considered his selection of coffee beans. In the end, he went with a French roast, deciding it was the safest choice. He filled the grinder and cringed as he turned it on. Ben looked over his shoulder and hoped that Landon was a really sound sleeper. He never liked having guys over, he usually waited until they were six or seven dates in before they were invited for dinner. But for some reason, Ben didn’t want Landon to leave. He started looking for ideas to prolong his stay or a casual way to invite him to come back.

Ben opened his fridge and scanned. He could make a decent omelet or some muffins. Muffins took a little while to bake, which was a bonus. His heart started to race. He’d never made anyone breakfast. That was something he was saving for Mr. Perfect, to prove that he was husband material. Ben remembered the texts he’d sent Michelle. He called Landon Perfect. His eyes flicked to the eggs. Then, Ben’s heart sank and he slouched as he swung the door shut. Landon couldn’t be Mr. Perfect because he was leaving in a few months.

Don’t do this to yourself,
he warned. He reminded himself that there were millions of variables within the space of nine weeks. Not to mention, what might have been perfect after eight or so shots of whiskey and a dimly lit bar might not be perfect after a strong cup of coffee and a dose of reality. Ben nodded as he reached for two mugs.
Maybe you won’t want him to stay after he wakes up and you have to face him in the morning light,
he thought and rolled his eyes. He’d had a really good look at Landon before he got out of bed.
Maybe he won’t want to stay. He might make a run for it as soon as he realizes where he is,
Ben frowned as he reached into the fridge for the milk. He took a deep breath and ignored the whispers of doubt and regret that tickled the back of his brain as he poured two cups of coffee.

“You, naked and making coffee might be the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” It was a low, rich murmur against the back of Ben’s neck as arms slid around his waist and hard heat wrapped around him. Ben hummed in delight and his eyelids fell as Landon pressed kisses to his shoulder.

“I’m sorry if the coffee grinder woke you,” Ben said as his hand glided over the arm around his waist. Landon chuckled as he nudged his cock into the cleft of Ben’s ass.

“This woke me. And I missed you,” he breathed as his teeth grazed Ben’s shoulder. Ben bit his lip as his erection became very insistent. Ben reached behind him and grabbed a handful of Landon’s ass through his boxers.

“I didn’t think you’d be ready for that again,” he mumbled and Landon’s lips left his skin.

“Umm… I was thinking that maybe I might see if I could convince you to let me have a turn,” he said as he ground against Ben. Ben grimaced as he grabbed their mugs and turned in Landon’s arms. Landon leaned back and raised a brow as he accepted his mug and Ben winced.

“I don’t know if you could be that convincing,” he said and Landon’s eyes twinkled as his lips twisted.

“Are you challenging me?” He asked as he raised his mug. Ben shook his head.

“No. I’m just being honest. I wouldn’t want you to have any expectations and then disappoint you,” Ben explained and Landon shrugged.

“As long as I get to try and you’re openminded, I won’t be disappointed,” he said and took another sip. “If I can’t convince you, I’ll still have fun and there are plenty of other ways to get off,” Landon added and Ben managed to nod thoughtfully and not drop his mug and maul Landon. He shrugged and took a drink.

“If I’m honest, I’m looking forward to you trying to convince me,” Ben said and Landon’s eyes flashed. He set his mug on the counter and stepped closer.

“Should I try here, in the kitchen, or should we go back to the bedroom?” Landon asked as his hands slid up Ben’s chest and over his shoulders as Landon leaned close. He growled softly as he pecked at Ben’s lips.

“I was thinking we might take a shower first, we got pretty messy last night,” he mumbled as Landon sucked on his lower lip. Landon laughed as his hand closed around Ben’s shaft.

“I don’t mind, we’re about to get messy again,” he warned and Ben groaned into Landon’s mouth. He wrapped his hands around Landon’s face as his tongue slid between Landon’s lips.

The front door flew open and Ben’s eyes flared as Landon’s head jerked to the left. Michelle rushed in and skidded to a halt and tripped out of one of her flip-flops when she spotted them.

“Damn it, Michelle!” Ben yelled as he snatched a pot holder off the counter and covered his groin. Her eyes were wide as she stared at them. Then, her lips curved into a large grin and she placed her hands on her hips.

“Goooood morning!” She said cheerfully and Ben rolled his eyes.

“You lost one of your flip-flops,” he grumbled and she hopped and slid her foot into the straps. “I see you went for one of your more casual flip-flops,” Ben stated and Michelle shrugged as she leaned against the counter.

“And you should have gone for something bigger than that pot holder,” she said and Ben swore as he turned away. Landon choked as he tried to contain his laugh and Ben glared as he shook out a tea towel and draped it over himself before he turned. Michelle nodded in approval before she smiled brightly at Landon.

“You must be Landon!” She said as she offered her hand and blatantly took her time inspecting him from head to toe. She mouthed “Wow!” over his shoulder as Landon reached for her hand. He shook his head slowly.

“No…” He said as he took her hand and looked back at Ben. Michelle snatched her hand back and gasped before she covered her mouth.

“Oh, my God!” She said loudly and blushed as her eyes swung to Ben’s. They were wide as she waved her hands nervously. “I just assumed… I thought that…” She started to back away and Landon laughed as he grabbed her hand.

“I’m kidding. It’s nice to finally meet you,” he said warmly and her cheeks puffed out as she exhaled loudly. She punched his arm and gave him a pointed look.

“That was terrible! I almost peed my pants, I was so embarrassed,” she complained and Ben nodded.

“She does that a lot,” he said and she jumped and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I do not!” She argued. “Why would you say that?” Michelle hissed at Ben. He shrugged.

“You set yourself up for it, really,” he explained and Michelle’s lips pulled tight.

“Great, Ben. Now he thinks that his friend is dating a girl that can’t control her bladder,” she grumbled and Landon raised his hands.

“I try not to judge, if that’s what Jason’s into,” he said and Michelle’s eyes narrowed.

“Is that what Jason’s into?” She asked and Landon shook his head as he backed away.

“Nope. I’m not saying anything else. I promise, you’d know more about that than I would,” he said before he turned to Ben. “I assume she came to talk to you, so I’m going to go ahead and use your shower,” Landon said. He offered Ben a wink as he passed. Ben turned and his eyes locked on Landon’s ass until he turned into the hall. He sighed heavily. Landon’s ass looked very nice in nothing but boxers and the morning light. When he turned back to Michelle her head was tilted and she was still staring at the hall.

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…” She hummed before she shook her head to clear it. Ben gave her a stern look then gestured for her to get on with whatever it was that brought her crashing through his door at 8:07 on a Saturday morning. Michelle rushed across the kitchen and swatted Ben’s arm excitedly. “He’s gorgeous!” She whispered loudly. “I came over to see how last night went but I can tell it went really well,” Michelle said and Ben snorted as he reached for his mug.

“Liar. You came over to see if you could catch me,” he said and she waved dismissively.

“Maybe a little,” she lied. “But I’m more interested in how this happened,” she stated as she waved in the direction of the bathroom. “Last night must have been really good if he’s still here,” Michelle said and Ben shrugged.

“It wasn’t the worst first date ever,” he mumbled before he drained his mug and she rolled her eyes.

“It looks like it’s not over,” she said and he nodded as he set his mug in the sink.

“So you aren’t completely dense,” he announced as he grabbed her arm and turned her toward the door. She gasped as she looked up at him.

“Rude!” She declared as he released her and yanked the door open. He pointed across the hall at her door.

“Do you know what’s rude? I have the perfect man, naked and in my shower, waiting to do some very filthy things to my body and I’m out here discussing manners with you,” he explained and Michelle’s hand clapped over her mouth and she squealed.

“Like, how filthy?” She asked as she bounced on her toes. Ben stared and blinked for several seconds before he slammed the door shut. Then, locked it.