Sean Michael Love in an Elevator

Love in an Elevator

by Sean Michael

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Love in an Elevator

by Sean Michael

Chapter One
He was always early.
Always.
Scott couldn't help it; his internal clock was set ten

minutes faster than everyone else's.

Not only that, but it worked for him. He got the best seats

at the movies; he got the freshest appetizers; he got to
people-watch. Hell, sometimes he got to photograph the most
fascinating people.

Sometimes he got to meet vice presidents of marketing

who asked him to share a few brews.

Scott sipped at his beer, watching the crowd, looking idly

for the man he was supposed to meet. It wasn't as if it was a
date, but Limone, Inc. paid well—damned well, for freelance
photos—and God knew he could use a steady gig.

And there the man was now, unmistakable as he came into

the bar, briefcase in one hand, suit jacket and newspaper in
the other. Josh Silvers was tall and blond with surprising
green eyes, and that dress shirt hinted at all sorts of muscles.
And there was an air about the man ... a lot of heads turned
when he walked in, like people couldn't help themselves.

Those green eyes found him at the bar, and he was

treated to a killer smile, all that power and intensity focused
suddenly and solely on him. "Hi there, Scott. I'm not late, am
I?"

"Nope. I'm early. Hi there." He stretched out one hand,

offering it over to Josh. "Can I order you a beer?"

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"Please. And something to eat, I'm starving." Josh's hand

was dry and warm, the shake firm but not one of those where
the guy tried to prove his masculinity by squeezing your hand
off. Josh had nothing to prove on that point. Nothing at all.

"Sure, what's your pleasure?" They had decent bar food

here—nothing spectacular, but okay. He loved the fried
cheese and mushrooms.

"Loaded potato skins and a taste of whatever you're

having." Josh gave him a wink, settling on the stool next to
his, filling the space with his presence as much as his body.
The briefcase and paper were set on the floor, the jacket
carefully folded and placed over top the briefcase.

"Sure." He waved down the bartender and put in their

order, wondering if he should have hit the apartment and put
something besides a t-shirt and jeans on. From the heat in
those green eyes as Josh gave him the once-over though,
maybe he was okay just as he was.

"So the shoot seemed to be going well. I know Brenda was

happy at the end of the day." Josh's voice was smooth like
honey.

"Yeah. I'll run the negatives and make proof sheets

tonight." It was a no-brainer—shooting flowers. Still, he was
good at it, making the lilies look all heavy and waxy and all.

"Excellent." Josh gave him a smile before giving the

bartender a nod of thanks and taking a drink of his beer.
"There, we've talked business. So tell me about yourself."

He chuckled, shook his head. Straight-forward. Sexy. "I'm

Scott Johnson. I'm a photographer, a movie buff, and a
Gemini. You?"

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"Josh Silvers. Vice president of merchandising, bit of a

workaholic, and a Leo. What kind of movies do you like,
Scott? And what else do you like to do in your free time?"

"I'm in a Japanese horror movie phase, right now, but I

like all types." Man, those eyes were green. "I spend most of
my spare time on the computer, I guess."

"I like all types myself, although I've got to admit, if I had

a type? It'd be sitting right in front of me."

His eyes went wide. The man was either confident as fuck

or had a way better gaydar than he did, because damn.

Josh chuckled. "I'm sorry—if you're disappointed we're not

really here to talk business I'll just tell Brenda to make sure
she uses you again and stop wasting your time and mine. But
that?" He was given another of those long up and down looks,
those green eyes checking him out thoroughly. "Would be a
damned shame."

"No. No, not disappointed. Surprised. Who told you I was

gay?" He hadn't been around Josh long enough to give out
clues.

Josh grinned at him. "My secretary. She's got the finest

fucking gaydar I have ever known. She says all she has to do
is point out the ones she's interested in and sure enough
they're queer." Josh licked his lips. "She's got fine taste, I'll
give her that."

He chuckled, blushed a little bit. "Flattery will get you in

the front door, Josh. You have enough to get farther in?"

"I do." There was no hesitation, not a hint of doubt in

Josh's voice or body language. He was given a wink. "Of
course, I'm rather fond of the back door myself."

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They laughed hard, were still chuckling when the food

showed, hot and crispy and smelling good. "You want to eat
here or back at a table?"

Josh gave him another one of those intense looks. "Well

that depends on how much buttering up you want before we
go back to your place."

Pushy bastard. Pretty though, and possibly worth the

aggravation. "Well, are we doing foreplay here or in private?"

"This isn't foreplay?" Josh asked, that smile like a caress.
He chuckled again, settling onto his stool, nibbling on the

mushrooms.

Okay, he could play.
Josh hummed a little, watching his mouth before reaching

over to steal one of his mushrooms. The man's hands were
large, wide with long fingers, nails neat and smooth. And
there was no nibbling for Josh, he popped the whole
mushroom into his mouth.

"They're good." He could so imagine those hands on him,

hot and strong.

"They are." Josh reached for another one, dipping it in the

ranch sauce that came with it. Josh popped the mushroom in
his mouth, and then frowned at his fingers, holding it out to
him. "I got sauce on me."

"Oh, let me find you a napkin..."
"It doesn't have to be a napkin," murmured Josh, voice

low, suggestive, sort of winding in with the thump of the base
in the music playing over the speakers.

Oh. In public. Damn. He. Okay. Okay, smooth,

sophisticated. He could do this. Scott leaned, tongue flicking

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over Josh's fingers, light and easy. Heat flared in Josh's eyes,
warm and bright as he tasted the salt and soap beneath the
sauce and grease on Josh's fingers. He settled back, licking
his lips before turning back to his beer, using the glass to
hide the heat in his cheeks. He could see himself in the bits of
mirror behind the bottles lining the bar. He could see Josh,
too, the big body not dwarfing his, but definitely reminding
him that Josh was a big man. All man.

Josh ate one of his potato skins. "These are good. You

should have one."

"Are they?" He took one, adding a little sour cream and

munching. Oh, nice and salty, crisp. "Very good."

"I like the way you eat. Makes me want to kiss you."
Scott licked his lips again, smiling. "How do those two go

together?"

"You eating and me wanting to kiss you? Because you

eating brings my gaze to your mouth, Scott. And your mouth?
Imminently kissable." Josh grinned at him. "Among other
things."

"Ah." He grinned back, cock jerking a little, making him

wriggle some.

Josh reached out, touched the corner of his mouth briefly,

those eyes so focused on him, as if there wasn't anyone else
in the place. "Definitely other things."

Okay, that went from cock jerking to full out hard-on.
Josh's nostril's flared and his eyes went dark again, like

the man could smell his reaction. "I think we've had enough
to eat, Scott."

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"I think you're right." He grabbed his leather jacket, his

camera case. "My place?"

"I'd like that." Josh stood and took his jacket, helping him

into it, hands sliding along the collar and down along the
sides against his chest. Then the man bent and picked up his
own jacket, paper, and briefcase. "Lead on. I'll be right
behind you." There was a pause. "Checking out your ass."

Scott chuckled, shook his head. "I'm two blocks north. Got

a baby loft." A baby loft with a shitload of equipment and a
futon. He hoped Josh wasn't looking for class.

"A baby loft?" One of Josh's eyebrows went up. "I do hope

that means soft and not with child."

"With ... Oh, sweet fuck, no. No kids. Baby as in tee-tiny.

Wee."

Josh chuckled. "Good. Good."
One hand went to the small of his back, Josh managing to

make it feel like he was escorting Scott back to his own place,
even though the man had never been there and obviously
had no idea where it was. Scott shook his head at himself,
headed toward home. Time to head home and play a little.

"You like getting fucked, Scott?" Josh asked, voice low and

intimate on the street.

His steps faltered, stuttered a little. "Yeah."
Damn.
"Thought so." Josh sounded smug. Looked it, too. And ...

damned sexy, just kind of walking along the sidewalk like he
owned the place.

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Scott pointed to a building—the bottom was a tattoo parlor

and a strip club, the upper floors residential. "I'm on the sixth
floor."

"Interesting neighbors." Josh gave him a look. "Have you

been to the tattoo parlor?"

"Me? No. Well, been to it? Yeah. Fucking amazing shots in

there. But been to it? No." He opened the outside door, let
Josh in.

"Good. What I can see of your skin is amazing. It would be

a shame to mark it up with anything permanent."

He wasn't sure what to think about that, so he didn't, just

started up the stairs. "Mike does really good work. I've shot a
ton of it."

"Yeah? You prefer shooting live subjects? This is a walk

up? To the sixth floor?"

"I like shooting anything interesting and there's an

elevator, but it smells bad." Scott didn't do elevators.

Closets.
Any tight spaces.
Period.
"Well that's good. That you have one, not that it smells. I

can't imagine you'd get much help moving if the place was a
sixth-floor walk up." Josh had dropped behind him, the man
wasn't huffing or puffing or anything, just letting him lead the
way a couple stairs ahead.

"Yeah. Luckily I get stuff in dribs and drabs." It gave him

great calves, too, which didn't hurt.

Josh's hand cupped his ass as they got near the sixth floor.

"Sweet view you've got up here."

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"Oh." He stopped, bit his lip. "You haven't seen it all yet."
That hand slid down the back of his pants, along his thigh,

his calf. "No, but I like what I do see. I like it a lot."

He went hot and flushed, the touch was strong, sure and

made him hard. "Come on and you can see more."

See it all.

* * * *

Scott's place was small and there was photography and

computer equipment everywhere. Josh wasn't really checking
the place out, though, he was far more interested in the man
himself. Sweet and hot, with a killer mouth and an even
better ass that Josh planned to be buried in as soon as
possible.

"Nice," he said. "Where's the bed?"
"I have a futon. Does that count?"
"It'll do." He grinned and tugged Scott over to him, laying

a hard kiss on Scott's lips, tongue pushing in, letting Scott
know exactly what he wanted. Scott moaned, the sound
surprised, then that hot little tongue started pushing back,
challenging him. He chuckled into the kiss, tongue twisting
around Scott's, keeping control of the kiss, deepening it.

Fuck, the man was pretty, dark hair and bright eyes

rimmed with black eyelashes. Everything about the kid made
him hard for it. A low groan split the air, Scott opening for
him.

Oh, perfect. Scott's mouth tasted of beer and the food

they'd eaten. And of something sweet below all that. It made
a sound rumble in his chest and his hands slid down along

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Scott's back, landing on that fine ass and tugging him closer.
A nice hard prick nuzzled up against his hip, just rubbing
away, giving him a good feel of it.

Nice.
He came up for air, one arm staying behind Scott's back

the other sliding on one flushed cheek. "Where's that futon of
yours, Scott?"

"Under the window. See all the pillows?" Oh, he liked that,

the breathlessness, the gasps.

Josh nodded. He did see. It looked nice and inviting, a little

oasis of soft and horizontal in all the mess of equipment. His
eyes mapped out a path and then he was kissing Scott again,
pulling those sweet little gasps into his mouth as he started to
move them toward the futon.

Scott moaned, moving along with him, hands around his

waist, almost fluttering.

He stopped moving once they were beside the futon, but

kept kissing, pulling out sweet sound after sweet sound from
Scott. He got hold of one of Scott's hands and brought it up
to the buttons on his shirt. His own hands pushed Scott's
jacket off, hearing it fall to the floor before he tugged the
kid's t-shirt out of his jeans. Scott followed directions well,
working his buttons open.

He hummed happily, tugging Scott's t-shirt up and off,

hands sliding on all that warm, smooth flesh. Mmm ... tiny
little dark nipples, broad shoulders tapering into a sweet,
tight ass. Yummy. Scott got his shirt open, fingers on his
chest, his belly. He moaned, his own fingers going straight for
those little nipples, pinching them into hardness. "That's it,

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Scott, touch me. I know you want to." He was in good shape,
worked out most lunch and evenings at the executive gym at
work, so his muscles were nice, defined.

"You're fine. Who wouldn't want you?" Scott's eyes went

wide when he pinched those nipples, cheeks flushing.

"Exactly." He bent and licked at Scott's lips, pinching

again, loving the reaction.

Scott shivered, pulled away before pushing back into the

touches. "Damn."

"Sweet," he murmured, hands leaving those now peaked

little nipples to undo the button on Scott's jeans. Then,
slowly, he pulled the zipper down.

Oh, fuck. No underwear, no pubes, just smooth dark skin

and a heavy, full cock begging for his touch. Fucking sweet.
He explored the smooth skin around Scott's cock first, and
then the full balls, cupping them, thumb sliding along the
base of Scott's cock.

Hot. Silk and velvet.
"Mmm ... I. I wax them. Love how it looks."
"Feels amazing, Scott. What about back here?" he asked,

fingers of his other hand sliding down the back of Scott's
jeans, searching out his crack. Scott blushed dark, ducked his
head as Josh's fingers found smooth, smooth, soft skin.
"Fuck, yes. Oh, Scott, I was hoping you'd be special." He
turned his face to Scott's neck, nibbling, licking, fingers
sliding on all that smooth skin. Damn. Just damn.

Scott's hands slid down his spine, nails scraping a little,

scratching. He liked that little bit of wildfire, it urged him on,
made him growl a little, finger pushing into Scott's body.

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"Uhn..." Scott jerked, just starting to hump against him,

rocking into him. Hot for it. He liked that, too.

"Take off my pants," he murmured, pushing Scott's jeans

down past his hips.

"Mmm-hmm." Scott opened his belt, hands hot and sure,

sliding on his hips.

"You like sucking, Scott?" He'd like to get that mouth

around his cock, watch Scott down on his knees.

"Yeah. I like sex. What about you?"
"I definitely like sex. I love the idea of you down on your

knees. Gonna watch you suck me off and then fuck you
through your mattress, Scott." He nipped at Scott's ear and
then sucked the earlobe into his mouth, nibbling.

"So sure of yourself." Scott gasped, arching right into him.
He chuckled. "No. I'm sure of you."
"Of me?" Scott's hands found his cock, started working it,

rubbing it.

"Oh yeah." He groaned, pushing into the sweet touch,

nose sliding along Scott's neck. He let it go on for a moment
or two and then whispered. "On your knees, Scott."

He got a look, searching and sharp, then Scott nodded,

sinking down, lips on his belly. He moaned, hands going to
Scott's shoulders, helping him with the direction.

"We need a glove." Scott groaned, licking, nose in his

curls, nuzzling.

"You got something handy?" His were in his briefcase.

Which was by the door.

"Mmm..." Scott hummed, tongue lapping his balls. "Yeah,

there should be some, somewhere."

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He chuckled, legs spreading, giving Scott room. "That's

helpful."

"It's been a while. I know where the lube lives."
"There's condoms in my briefcase," he growled. "The

outside flap. Get them."

"Bossy." Still Scott went, giving him a look at that ass

when Scott bent over, pink balls peeking.

He grinned and licked his lips. Tasty. Very tasty. Then the

view on the way back, with that bare cock? Even better.
"Damn, Scott, you're a real treat." He stepped out of his
pants, eyes on his prize.

Scott licked his lips, moaned. "You're fine. You can get it

up again? If I suck you off?"

"Don't worry, Scott. I said I'd fuck your ass through the

mattress and I will. After you suck me off."

Scott nodded, settling in front of him, knees on a big fluffy

pillow. Those fingers rolled the tight rubber down over him.
He moved his hand behind Scott's head, guiding his mouth.

Oh, shit. That was a fine, fucking mouth—hot and fierce,

the suction sweet and sharp, almost tugging at his balls. He
groaned, letting Scott know how fucking good it was. His
fingers stroked through Scott's hair, thumb sliding down to
touch the corner of Scott's mouth, the edge of his own cock.
Those hungry lips were almost ruby, the fan of the black
eyelashes sexy as fuck.

Josh could feel his balls pulling up, getting ready to shoot

as the pleasure moved through him. Fuck, the kid had a
mouth on him. He started to pump his hips, moving slowly,

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trying to keep this from barreling out of control. He didn't
want to pop off too quickly, he wanted to enjoy this.

Scott's fingers found his balls, fondling and rolling them,

tugging them just a little.

"Fuck. Nice." He moved faster, losing himself in it, not

caring anymore about how long, just about how it felt this
second.

Long fingers found the sensitive skin behind his balls,

rubbing hard, jostling his gland. He shouted out, pushing
deep into Scott's throat as he came. He filled the condom in
long pulses, moaning as the pleasure left him feeling
boneless.

Scott held his cock in, then let him slip free, breathing

hard. He slipped the condom off and chucked it into what
looked like a wastebasket. "You're good at that, baby."

Scott grinned at him, slid into the mass of pillows and

blankets. "Thanks."

He glanced out the window, catching the lights from the

city starting to brighten up the growing darkness of night. He
climbed up onto the bed, moving over Scott, pressing kisses
on the smooth as glass skin as he went.

"Mmm ... You're warm, man. Damned warm." Scott's cock

was weeping, hard and dark.

"Yeah? You cold, Scott? Need me to warm you up?" He

stretched out over that smooth body.

"Yeah." Scott arched up, rubbed that cock against him,

leaving wet, burning kisses.

"Oh ... you're a hungry, hungry boy, aren't you?"
"Want it, Josh. Want to come."

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"You're going to wait for me though, aren't you? Gonna let

me fuck it out of you."

Scott groaned, hips just bucking, cheeks flushing dark.
"Yes, such a good boy." He rubbed their cheeks together,

took a hard kiss and then pushed, rolling Scott over onto his
belly. "Lube?"

Scott reached out, scrabbled beside the mattress and

came up with a well-used tube. Oh, somebody kept his hand
well-oiled.

He chuckled. "I'll give you something to think about next

time," he whispered into Scott's ear. Then he slicked up his
fingers and worked two into that smooth, sweet little hole.
Fuck, that was a pretty ass.

"Uh..." Scott pushed back, asking for more, demanding it.
"Yeah, that's it, baby. Ride my fingers. Show me how

much you want it." He pushed another finger in, curling them
and finding the little bit of raised flesh, pegging it.

"Sweet fuck!" Scott went up on his knees, driving back,

fucking himself. Oh, fuck that was pretty.

"Want more, baby?" He pushed forward as Scott moved

back, pegging that sweet little gland every time.

"Yeah. Yeah. Oh, fuck. More."
He finger fucked Scott for a few moments, letting the sight

get him nice and hard again. Then he slipped on a condom
from the stack Scott had brought from his briefcase. "You
ready for me, baby?"

"Please. Deep and hard. I need."
"You know it." He let his fingers slide away and replaced

them with his cock, letting Scott's own motions take him in.

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Scott groaned, muscles going tight, rippling. "Yes..."
"Oh yeah. Yes." Nice and tight. It was going to be a

beautiful ride.

He started to fuck good and hard. Scott found his rhythm,

moved with him, little moans and cries filling the air,
encouraging him. He grabbed hold of the trim waist, pulling
him back into each thrust, taking control of things. Scott
fought him a little, body so fucking hot, just burning around
him.

Josh leaned over the tight, fine body and growled into

Scott's ear. "Just let go, baby. Let me take you flying."

"Oh. Oh, fuck." Scott whimpered, stopped fighting and

relaxed into his hands. "Yeah. Yeah, I need."

"I've got what you need right here." Harder and harder, he

pushed and thrust, shifting just a bit and finding Scott's
gland. Yeah. Right there.

"Oh! Yes!" Scott clenched down, squeezed him tight, tight.
Tight. Sweet. Fucking awesome.
The smell of come hit his nose, Scott's ass milking him. He

groaned, thrust hard a couple more times, and roared as he
came, filling the condom.

"Oh, man. That was..." Scott moaned, melted into the

blankets. He went down with the kid, pulling out and getting
rid of the condom. "Sweet." Scott cuddled, all warm and
close, almost purring.

He chuckled. "Sweet?" He kissed the back of Scott's neck,

fingers stroking the smooth skin between Scott's hips.

"Mmm-hmm. You're good at that."

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"I know." He just wasn't sure sweet was what he'd been

going for. "I'm going to stay awhile and we can do it all again
before I have to go."

"Works for me, I don't have any another plans, man."
"That's good." He wasn't one to sleep with people, but he

didn't want to leave without having another go and something
about Scott made him comfortable.

With the city lights shining in on them, he closed his eyes

and let himself relax.

* * * *

Scott dozed for a bit, then the weight and closeness of

Josh sort of started wigging him out a little, so he slid out and
made coffee.

Mmm. Coffee.
He watched Josh while he pottered—the guy was a king in

bed, but the baby thing? Sort of weird. Hot, but weird. Kinky,
but weird, and he figured maybe he shouldn't have gotten off
on it so bad. Still, the fucking was sweet, wicked good and he
was into that.

Seriously.
Josh stirred just after he'd poured his second cup, the

muscled body shifting, exposing that fine chest and amazing
belly to him. Those were incredible abs. He hummed, took a
deep drink, then went over, dragging his hot tongue on Josh's
belly.

Josh jerked up with a shout, arm going around his neck

before relaxing back with a gasp. "Scott."

"Mmmhmm." He nodded, licked again.

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Josh's hand slid though his hair and then down along his

shoulders, a soft humming sound filling the air. Scott took
another drink, put the cup on the side-table and then covered
one nipple with his lips.

"Oh, fuck, that's hot." Josh's voice was raspy with sleep.
"Mmm..." He flicked the tip of the hard nipple with his

tongue. Josh's muscles went rigid, the hand on his shoulder
tightening a moment. He moaned low, bit down on the
hungry little nipple.

Gasping, Josh jerked, the muscles in his belly rippling

hard. "You sure know how to wake a man up, baby."

"I do try." He grinned up. "Hey."
Josh smiled, eyes sleepy, heavy-lidded, sexy as hell.

"Hey." The hand on his shoulder moved again, slid along to
his back and up to his head, fingers warm, caressing. He
hummed, tongue sliding along Josh's skin.

"You've got an amazing mouth," murmured Josh, muscles

rippling for him again.

"Yeah? You taste good." He grinned, nuzzled in.
Josh chuckled, fingers moving on his back again, sliding on

his skin. "Feel free to taste as much as you like."

He grinned, leaned down, tongue sliding through the gold

curls.

A low groan sounded. "I love that you're oral, Scott. It's a

very sexy thing."

"That always sounds so perverse. Being oral." He took one

of Josh's balls in his mouth, sucked.

"Oh fuck!"
"Mmmhmm." He nodded, sucking just a little harder.

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Josh's thigh muscles went tight, hips moving in little jerks.

Scott started stroking, petting Josh's inner thighs. The man
spread a little for him, fingers pushing into his hair again, not
quite tugging. That golden skin was soft, warm, tempting to
his fingers. The big cock was nice and hard, jerking as his
fingers moved on Josh's skin. He let the soft sac go, sliding
down to lick behind, scrape the soft skin with his teeth.

"Fuck!" Josh's fingers went tight, his thighs like rocks.
Scott grinned, nipping and licking, hands wrapping around

Josh's cock.

"Baby ... gonna make me come."
"That a problem?"
"No, I can get it up again for you."
He moaned, nodded, then went back to work, licking and

sucking and touching and feeling. Josh's fingers twisted in his
hair, not quite hurting, letting him know whenever he hit a
particularly sensitive spot. And the man smelled great,
especially down here, sharp and musky, all male.

His fingers pumped hard, working that long, heavy prick,

making Josh feel good.

"Yeah. Yeah, baby, just like that."
His cock jumped a little at the way Josh said that, called

him baby and he pushed harder, tongue flat against that
wrinkled skin.

Josh jerked and cried out, muscles all going tight as heat

splashed over his hand.

"Mmm..." He licked Josh's balls, teasing, tickling.
A shiver went through the big body. "You can say that

again, baby."

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Scott chuckled, licking again, blowing a gentle raspberry

against one inner thigh. Josh jerked and laughed, sitting up
and wriggling away. "Brat."

"Am not." He grinned, winked.
That made Josh laugh harder and the man hauled him up,

planting a hard kiss on his lips. Oh, yeah. That was tasty. He
settled in, cock rubbing and sliding against Josh's hip. Josh's
hand landed on his ass, helping him rub, one finger pressing
against his hole. Even better. He ducked his head, lips finding
the join of shoulder and throat.

A sweet moan sounded and Josh's voice was husky when

he spoke. "You going to ride me, baby? Come on my cock
again?"

The words made him groan, nod. "When you're ready for

me, hell yes."

"You know what would make me ready, baby? That hot

mouth of yours."

He groaned, rocking harder, faster at the thought.
"Oh yeah, you like that idea." That finger at his hole

pushed right in, smooth and firm.

He licked and sucked, nuzzling Josh's skin while he rode

that finger, heat flaring higher. Josh was groaning and
moaning, the sounds the man made something else. A second
finger pushed into him alongside the first, scissoring and
stretching inside him. His groan was sort of pushed right out
of him, cock throbbing, so close to coming.

"You're not going to go off on me, are you, baby?"
"Mmm..." He groaned, nodded, just panting for it. Wanting

it.

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Those fingers disappeared and he was pushed a little

away. "Find the rubber, baby."

He groaned, one hand searching, other hand petting his

needy prick.

One of Josh's hands took his and moved it. "That's mine."
"Hmm?" Okay. Partially possessive and creepy. Partially

hotter than hell.

Josh flipped him, pushing a condom into his hand. "Put it

on me, baby."

Then his cock was taken in one of Josh's big hands,

pumped nice and slow. "Oh..." His eyes rolled, hips bucking
and jerking as he rolled the condom on Josh's hard, fat cock.
"So good."

"Just you wait, it's about to get a whole lot better." Josh

pushed his legs up over the strong shoulders, cock pressing
at his hole.

"Mmm." He nodded, encouraging. Hell, yes. He loved a

good, hard fuck, something he could feel in his bones.

Josh smiled and nodded back, bending him backward to

kiss him hard as that cock slid in deep. They groaned
together, his hands sliding up along Josh's arms and holding
on.

"Here we go, baby. Nice and deep." Josh was as good as

his word, thrusting in slowly, deeply, letting him feel every
inch as it moved in and out of him. It was the hottest thing
ever and he just went with it, every inch of him tingling and
warm. The pace slowly increased, Josh working him hard,
pushing him near the edge and then backing him off again.

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His heart was pounding, cock leaking out all over him and
damn, he couldn't breathe, couldn't think.

Finally, when he thought he couldn't stand it for another

second, one of Josh's hands wrapped around his prick,
squeezing and tugging. "All right, baby, give it to me now."

"Oh!" Just like that, he shot, entire body coming hard.
"God, baby. So fucking fine." Josh moaned and thrust into

him one more time, cock throbbing as he came.

Scott just buzzed a little, slowly coming down. Josh pulled

out and got rid of the condom, hands sliding on his skin,
petting him, stroking, keeping them linked.

"Mmm ... 's good." Better than good.
"Yeah. It is." Josh tilted his face, took a kiss, long and

slow. Damn, a man could get used to that. Relaxing back
against the sheets, Josh gave him a smile. "You? Are edible. I
want to see you again."

"I can handle that." He kissed one nipple.
Warm fingers slid along his lower lip. "That's quite the

mouth, baby."

Scott nipped Josh's fingertips playfully. "I'm not that much

younger than you, you know."

He was given a grin. "I know."
He chuckled, bit one of Josh's fingers and settled in.

Damn, Josh was warm. "You want a cup of coffee?"

"Yeah, I should have one before going." Josh tugged him

in closer though, not seeming inclined to be gone.

"Cool." He nuzzled in, tongue and lips exploring, lazy. He

explored with his mouth, Josh explored with his fingers, warm
and smooth, searching out sweet spots, playing them.

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Oh, this man? Worth making an extra pot of coffee for.

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Chapter Two
Josh arrived at Chez Renoir at precisely eight p.m., ready

to sweep Scott off his feet. He couldn't remember the last
time he'd arranged to see someone this soon after the first
date. In fact, it had been a long time since he'd bothered with
a second date at all. He scanned the bar to see if Scott had
already arrived, the old world charm of the place making it
seem friendly and warm.

Oh, there Scott was, dressed all in black, a tiny pair of

wire-rimmed glasses on his nose. So pretty. Scott had been
early their last date as well. He liked that. He liked what he
saw as well. A lot.

He let the maitre d' know he was there and then went over

to Scott. "Hi. You're looking good."

"Hey, there." He got a grin, bright green eyes smiling

behind the glasses. "How's things?"

"Busy, as usual. How about with you?" He shook his head

at the bartender—he'd order wine with dinner.

"Just got back from a day trip to San Fran this morning.

Shot some amazing stuff. Glad to be home, though."

"Yeah? Tired? We can skip the formal dinner if you want,

baby. Get some take out, go back to your place ... or mine."
He didn't invite people back to his place. But there was
something about Scott. That same something maybe that let
him sleep while Scott was in bed with him.

"I'm easy, Josh. I've been looking forward to seeing you—

the other details are just. Well. Details."

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He chuckled and reached a hand out to slide his fingers

along Scott's cheek, index finger touching the soft, dark skin
beneath Scott's eye. "I want to feed you, but maybe
sometime when you can enjoy it more, yeah? Let's grab a
couple of burgers and I'll show you my condo."

"I'd like that. A lot." The softest kiss was pressed into his

palm.

He hummed softly. "Excellent. Let me take care of your

bar bill, and we'll be on our way."

"Oh, I'm good. I paid for my beer when I bought it." He

got another grin. "I had half convinced myself I had the
wrong day, the wrong time."

"I'm sorry I made you wait." He stood and took Scott's

hand, leading him out, slipping a twenty into the Maitre d's
hand with a short word of apology.

Scott shook his head. "No, no. I'm perpetually early. It's

just who I am. You weren't late."

"Good to know." He smiled and escorted Scott to his car.

"Jack in the Box or McDonald's?"

"Which is closer?" Scott grinned over, squeezed his hand.

"Did my shots work for everyone?"

"They worked for me, baby, and that's all that counts." He

gave Scott a wink and turned into the Jack in the Box drive-
through.

"Ooh. Oreo milkshake, please?"
He nodded and ordered them each burgers, fries, Cokes

and milkshakes.

Scott pulled out a fry, offered it to him as they drove.

"Careful, it's hot."

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He waited until he'd stopped for a red light and then he

leaned over and took it into his mouth, tongue sliding along
Scott's fingers. "You're right. It's hot."

Scott moaned, the sound as good and sexy as he

remembered. He smiled at Scott and licked his lips, grinning
as the car behind them honked. He was still smiling moments
later when he pulled into the apartment garage and parked
the car. "Come on. I can't wait to get you upstairs."

"Yeah." Scott slid out, grabbing the bags and two of the

cups. "Which floor are you on?"

"Penthouse, baby."
He grabbed the other two cups and nodded toward the

elevator to the left. "There's a key in my left pocket."

"Oh." He got a weird look, a little wild-eyed, but Scott

nodded. "Okay. You want me to hold the cups or you hold the
bags or what?"

"I want you to take it out with your teeth, baby."
"What?" Oh, that look was worth a million dollars.
He grinned and leaned against the wall. "Both our hands

are full, baby. Take it out with your teeth."

"I ... Okay. I don't know how you're going to explain this if

someone comes in." Scott leaned, careful with his armful of
food, nose sliding his jacket out of the way.

"I'll tell them we're getting the key," he teased.
Scott chuckled. "Hush. I'll spill the drinks!"
"No spilling, these are new pants."
"Shh!" Scott grabbed the keys after only a few minutes of

nudging, surprisingly deft.

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He moaned. "Oh, that was nice, baby." He put his drinks

on the floor and took the keys from Scott's mouth, using it to
call the elevator to the garage.

Scott chuckled, grinned, looking at the elevator, looking

away. "You know, you could have done that before."

"Yeah. I could have. But what would have been the fun in

that?"

He tugged Scott into the elevator, inserted the key in and

grabbed the drinks off the floor before the doors closed.
Scott's chuckle was a little rough, but that could have been
the doors shutting. He leaned in and brought their lips
together, pushing his tongue into Scott's mouth. Scott jerked,
pushing into the kiss, almost desperate.

"Don't spill, baby," he murmured before deepening the

kiss.

Scott moaned, opening right up for him, eyes fastened on

him. He kissed that hungry mouth, not being able to touch
Scott with his hands a novelty. He was almost as breathless
as Scott when the elevator stopped and the doors slid open.
Scott pulled away, headed right out of the elevator.

He chuckled and followed that lovely ass. "I have a

freezer. And a microwave." And a need for that ass. Their
food could wait.

"Yeah? That works." Scott got a grin, cheeks flushed, eyes

bright.

He put the milkshakes in the freezer and took the bag from

Scott, tossing it onto the counter, then the cups, sliding them
into the fridge. Then he pushed Scott up against the counter,

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taking that sweet mouth hard. Scott grabbed his head, pulled
him deeper into the kiss, groaning into his lips.

Oh, Scott was hungry. Just not for food.
He pushed his tongue deep, hands hard on Scott's waist.

The way Scott pushed into him was addictive, sweet, arousing
as fuck. He grabbed hold of the collar of the nice black shirt
and tore it open.

"Hey! That's my best shirt, now." Scott nipped his bottom

lip, breathing hard.

"I'll buy you a new one, baby." He slid his hands down

along Scott's body, fingers stopping to play with his nipples.
Oh, they went hard and tight, drawing up for his fingers. He
bent and took one into his mouth, nipping it with his teeth
before sucking on it.

"Josh..." The soft cry and the squeeze of those fingers

proved Scott was feeling it.

He tugged open Scott's jeans, searching out that hot prick.

"Oh. Yes." There was the softest stubble tickling his fingers,
just a brush of dark hair. "You need to wax more often. I'll go
with you tomorrow." He usually worked the weekends, but he
could make an exception for Scott. He had a feeling he could
make a lot of exceptions for Scott.

"You will? I..." Scott nodded, lips parted, watching his

hand moving inside the open jeans.

"Good boy." He tugged Scott's jeans right down, hand

wrapping around that sweet prick.

"Not ... Oh ... Oh, Josh. Your hands..." Scott's head fell

back, throat working.

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He latched onto Scott's throat, pulling up a mark as he

worked that nice long prick. Scott didn't hold back, just
fucked his hand, hips rocking, prick leaking. "That's it, baby.
Show me what you've got."

"Oh, yeah..." Scott jerked, heat spreading over his fingers.
He purred, bringing their mouths back together for a hard

kiss before he brought his hand up and held it out for Scott to
lick clean. Scott groaned, tongue moving over his fingers, his
palm.

"That's right, baby. Lick me clean." Fuck, it made him

hard, the way that pink tongue moved over his skin.

Scott's eyes met his over the slightly-askew glasses, bright

and hot. There it was again, Scott thinking, working things
through, that tongue still moving and licking.

Time to get back to the fucking.
He grabbed Scott's ass and lifted him off the floor, long

body hot against his as he backed toward his bedroom.

Scott grabbed his shoulders, eyes wide. "Shit, you're

strong."

He grinned, pleased all through. "I work out."
"I can tell. You're stunning." Scott smiled, nuzzled in.

"That belly."

He chuckled. "Thank you, baby. I'm damned proud of this

belly."

Josh moved down the hall and into his bedroom, the black,

grey and white tones strong and masculine, with blood red
accents here and there. It was cool and familiar and Scott
was the first person who'd ever seen it.

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"Oh, wow." Scott looked around, eyes dancing. "I'd love to

shoot you in here. Your eyes and all this grey."

"Well, who knows, maybe I'll let you. For now though..."

He dumped Scott down on the bed and started to strip. "I'm
going to have my wicked way with you."

"Mmm ... promises, promises." Scott got rid of his

remaining clothes, his shoes.

"I don't say anything I don't mean, baby. You'll learn." He

climbed down onto Scott, rubbing them together.

"Hot." Scott's hands landed on his ass, squeezing, tugging

him closer.

"Yeah, baby. And all for you." He nodded toward the side

table. "There's condoms there. Get me ready for you. And
lube. You can get you ready for me, too."

Scott went bright red, fingers reaching for the condoms,

the silver tube.

"You're beautiful, baby. No need to blush. I'm going to

watch you a lot."

"Watch me what?"
He nuzzled Scott's face. "Watch you prepare yourself for

me. Watch you masturbate. Watch you fuck yourself with a
dildo. You know. Watch."

"Oh." Scott's hand worked his cock, sliding the bit of slick

over the glove.

"Careful, baby, you don't want to make me come." He

kissed Scott deep and then lounged next to the lovely,
slender body. "Now let me see you get yourself ready for
me."

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"I ... This is a little awkward." Scott slicked his fingers,

reached down between his legs, behind his balls.

"Is it? Looks pretty hot to me, baby." He slid his hand

along Scott's belly, rubbing and caressing, fingertips teasing
the top of Scott's cock.

Scott moaned, hips rolling, so responsive. The hot cheeks

got rubbed against his shoulder, hidden.

"Two fingers, baby. Let me see them go deep." He pitched

his voice low, husky.

Mmm ... yeah. That got him the cry, Scott's hips jerking

faster. He shifted so he could see, watching as Scott finger
fucked himself. Oh yeah, that was hot. Sexy. Scott pushed
himself hard, hungry little hole taking those two fingers
easily. He reached over and pushed one of his own fingers in
alongside Scott's two, moaning at the tightness, the heat.

"Oh." Scott's eyes flew open, body squeezing. "Full."
"Gonna get even fuller, baby." He rubbed his cock against

Scott's thigh.

Scott nodded, moaned low. "Now?"
"You needing, baby? Need my cock inside you? Fucking

you hard?" He shifted, going to his knees between Scott's
legs.

"Yeah..." Scott slid his fingers free, arching, body begging.
He bent and kissed Scott and then hooked Scott's legs

over his arms and lined up, cock nudging against that hot
little hole. "Take me in, baby."

"Josh..." Scott moaned low, pushing down, hungry ass just

pulling him right in.

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"That's it. Fuck. You're tight." He jerked, pushing his cock

the rest of the way in.

Scott cried out, lips parted, entire body begging for it, for

him.

"I've got what you want, baby. What you need." Watching

Scott's face, he started to thrust hard, going deep each time,
just giving it to Scott.

"Oh, fuck yes. Need this." Scott's eyes rolled, belly flushing

dark red, thighs going tight over his arms.

"So fucking sexy, baby." He kept moving, going deep,

doing it hard and fast. He was going to make Scott come
hard, make sure that Scott never forgot how it felt to have
him inside.

"Oh. Oh. Gonna. Oh..." Scott bucked, almost sobbing.
"Yes!" He pushed harder, concentrating on his own

pleasure now that Scott had come, taking it with a low roar.

"So fine..." Scott sounded stunned, shocked.
"Don't be so surprised, baby. This is just the beginning.

We're amazing together. Hot, sexy." Josh nibbled at the skin
of Scott's neck, slowly letting his legs down and pulling out.
He tied the condom off and tossed it in the can on the other
side of the bedside table. "We'll go get tested this weekend. I
want you to suck me without a glove. I want to fuck you skin
on skin."

"Mmm ... Sounds like a good plan. I haven't ever—not

without a rubber."

"Neither have I, Scott." He curled around the warm body,

mouth sliding on skin, tasting lazily. "In fact I've never had
anyone here before."

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"You have an eye for designs..." Scott leaned close, lips

soft and warm on his temple.

"I just know what I like." And he knew how to get it. Like

he knew how to get Scott.

Scott nodded. "I can see that."
He chuckled and let his tongue drag along Scott's neck.

"Good. Gonna nap—you're relaxing." The nights between his
first date with Scott and this one had been restless, his usual
insomnia plaguing him.

"Mmm ... like napping." Scott stroked his back, nodded,

just relaxed and cuddled into him.

Such trust. Scott obviously felt something between them,

too. It was good.

He nodded and let his eyes close, relaxed, let the satiation

and the warmth of Scott's body lull him into sleep.

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Chapter Three
The biggest problem with going to see Josh?
Ten thousand fucking stairs.
He was panting as he got to the door, waiting for the

sweat to dry a little before he knocked.

The door opened, Josh's ready smile turning to a frown.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He was tugged into Josh's apartment,
the door closed firmly.

"Wrong? Just a little winded. Hey." He smiled up, wiping

his forehead.

"Winded? What, did you run all the way up? We have

elevators you know." Josh wiped at his forehead as well,
frown deepening.

"Yeah, I know." No way was he confessing the fact that the

fucking elevator scared him to death. "It's good exercise."

Josh raised an eyebrow. "I can think of a thing or two

that's just as good exercise." He was given a wink and then a
kiss, hard and deep. "Come on, baby. Shower time."

"Mmm ... showering with you. My third favorite hobby."
"Third? What're the first two?" Josh moved ahead of him

down the hall, looking unusually casual in a pair of soft
sweatpants and a faded t-shirt.

"Taking pictures and making love with you, not necessarily

in that order. Although there's hanging out with you, which is
vastly cool."

Josh gave him one of those killer smiles. "As long as I

make four of the top five and am number one? I can live with
that."

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"Mmm. You are definitely number one, sir." He chuckled,

pushed up and kissed Josh good and hard.

Josh purred, hand going behind his back and pulling him in

close. "I like the way you say that."

"Number one?" Oh, he loved the way Josh felt against him.
Josh laughed. "No, baby. Not that."
He moaned a little, distracted, rubbing against Josh, hard

and ready. "No?"

"No," murmured Josh, mouth finding his neck, licking and

biting as he was pushed up against the black tile of the roomy
bathroom.

"Cold!" He pushed back against Josh, gasped, groaning.
Josh laughed again and tugged him up close against the

warm muscles. "Let me warm you up."

"You're good at that." He tugged at Josh's t-shirt. "Skin."
"Good at what, baby?" Josh pulled the t-shirt off and

pushed the sweatpants down.

"Everything." Oh, yeah. So fine.
Josh beamed. "Thank you, baby."
Scott reached down, started stroking that heavy cock,

fingers petting, playing.

Moaning, Josh pushed him back up against the tile again.

"And I know just how to say thank you, don't I?" One of
Josh's fingers slid down along his ass.

"Mmm ... yeah. Yeah." He needed it. Now. Later.

Whenever.

"In the shower, baby. I'll do you up against the wall here

and you'll scream like a girl instead of like a man getting
reamed just right."

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He swatted Josh's ass, cackling. "I don't ever scream like a

girl."

"No? That's not a challenge, is it?"
"I don't. Ever." He met Josh's eyes, daring.
"Oh, that's definitely a challenge, baby." Josh's eyes lit up,

a wicked grin on his face.

That was a delicious look. He pushed into Josh again, took

a hard kiss. Josh growled and took control of the kiss,
bending him back over one strong arm. He groaned, lips
parting, hands grabbing Josh's shoulder and holding on tight.
He was half pushed, half carried over to the shower stall, that
amazing strength such a turn on.

It made his cock leap, eyes roll. He was just. Damn.
Josh turned on the shower and started soaping him up,

eyes just dancing and wicked, keeping him from entirely
relaxing into the touches. He hummed, shifting and pushing
into the touches, just jonesing on the sensation.

"Sexy, baby." Josh's mouth traveled along his skin, finding

each sweet spot and playing it.

"Feels so good, Josh. So good." His cock, his nipples both

were tight and hard, begging for attention.

"I know, baby. I know just what you want. What you

need." Josh was ignoring his nipples and cock though,
touching and licking him everywhere but there. He knew all
right.

"Always. Always." Sometimes it just took forever for Josh

to give it to him.

"Hands against the back of the stall, baby. And spread

'em."

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"You gonna cuff and strip search me, officer?" He grinned,

winked, moving to stretch up on the tiles.

"Oh, you like it a little kinky, do you?" Josh bit at the back

of his neck. "I can arrange a cuffing and strip search, I'm
sure."

He sort of chuckled, sort of groaned, caught between

words and teeth. "That's okay. You're a busy, busy man."

"Oh, no. I wouldn't want to disappoint you." Josh sort of

kicked his legs apart, pushing up against him.

"You never disappoint me." In that? He wasn't teasing at

all.

"Glad to hear it, baby." That long, hot cock slid against his

back, leaving the top of his ass slick.

"Need you." He cocked his hips back, begging for it.
"I know you do, baby. And you'll get me." Josh stepped

away. "Eventually."

Oh, no fair. He whimpered, body arching, searching for

Josh's heat.

Josh's chuckle came from the door. "Don't move, baby. I'll

be right back."

"Back?" He looked back, left his hands where they were.
"I need to get your cuffs."
"My..." He was just teasing. He didn't mean.
Oh. Damn.
"Remember. Don't move." He was given a wink and Josh

sauntered off.

Oh. Oh, fuck.
He.
Uh.

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He didn't do orders.
They didn't turn him on.
At all.
Still, he didn't move, did he?
He didn't hear Josh come back and suddenly there was

warmth behind him, Josh pushing up against him again, cold
metal snapping around first one and then his other wrist.

"Oh. I. Josh?" He tugged a little, just a little wigged, heart

beating a little faster.

"Yeah, baby?" Josh's hands trailed along his arms, down

his sides, Josh's mouth making love to the skin of his neck.

"I haven't ever..." Oh, oh, that felt good...
"Really been strip searched?" Josh asked, nibbling at his

earlobe, one wandering hand finding his ass crack and sliding
along it. "Which would be good—no basis for ill-favored
comparisons."

"Never had cuffs either." He leaned, thighs spreading

wider.

"That's okay, baby—all you need to do is wear them." He

could hear the grin in Josh's voice, feel it against his shoulder
as two fingers pushed at his hole.

"I. Oh." His eyes rolled, fingers curling.
"Yeah, just like that." Josh's fingers pushed into his body,

moved out again. The rhythm was growing familiar, hard and
fast, pegging his gland and staying there.

"Oh. Oh, Josh. Oh, sweet fuck. Right there."
God, that chuckle shot straight down his spine and into his

balls. "I know, baby." Over and over again, Josh hit his gland.

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He shuddered, the pleasure just overwhelming, almost too

sharp, making him twist. "Please."

"Fuck, you're sexy when you beg." Josh's words were

punctuated by those fingers pushing into him.

"Josh. Josh, I need you. I need. Please." He'd beg. Easily.

He needed it.

"Yeah, sexy." His earlobe was bitten and then soothed,

sucked into Josh's mouth while those fingers disappeared.
"I've got a surprise for you, baby."

"Hmm?" He whimpered, frowned. He wanted, so bad.
"Test results came back today. I hope you don't mind I

opened yours, too. Both clean as a whistle." Josh's prick was
so hot as it pushed against him, the tip pushing in.

"Oh ... Oh. Fuck, yes." He nodded, gasped, head just

bobbing.

"Yeah." Josh's mouth slid along his neck, teeth stopping to

nip here and there as Josh's wide cock pushed into him, no
rubber, just heat and steel.

"So good." He spread, thighs trembling, balls tight.
"Yeah, baby, you're a hot one. So fucking tight." In and in,

Josh's cock pushed, filling him deep.

"Feel you so deep." He arched, heart pounding.
"Yeah. Fuck, you're hot. And sexy like this." Josh purred,

hips moving in little circles, cock sliding inside him.

"Don't stop. Josh. Oh, yeah."
"Stopping? Not in the plan, baby. Not anytime soon."
Josh's head rested on his shoulder, hands holding his hips

hard enough he could feel his skin bruising up under Josh's
fingers. And that cock ... it just kept moving, little in and out

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movements, his lover making circles with his hips, with the
occasional pull out and hard thrust back in.

Oh, he loved a good, hard fuck, loved the pressure, the

slide, the push.

Eventually Josh settled into a quick, hard rhythm, one

hand sliding up along his arms, making sure he remembered
his hands cuffed above his head.

"Oh. Oh, shit. More." His heart pounded, fingers sliding on

the tile.

"Yeah, baby. I'll give you what you want."
Faster, harder, Josh pushed into him. The cuffs were

heavy, rubbing his skin, constantly making him aware of
them. Josh pushed him against the wall, his cock sliding
against the cold tile, hard hands at his hips holding him
pressed there.

"Fuck." He shuddered, pushing back against Josh.
Josh thrust in hard, sliding him against the tiles again.

"Soon it'll be hot like you, baby."

Scott groaned, shivering. "Better fucking hurry, my prick'll

go into hiding."

Josh laughed and bit at his neck, one hand sliding around

to pump his hard-on a few times. "Doesn't feel like it's hiding
to me."

"Uh. Mmm. No. No, not yet." Not yet. Asshole. Beautiful

asshole.

That hand slipped away, his body pressed into the tiles

again and again as Josh fucked him. Then Josh shifted and
the angle changed and suddenly his gland was being pegged
with each thrust.

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"Oh. Oh, fuck! Yes!" Oh, he'd give Josh anything—anything

at all—so long as it didn't stop.

"Yeah. Right there." Faster, faster, harder, Josh kept

building speed, the heat between them incendiary.

"Don't stop. So fucking close, Josh."
"Who said anything about stopping?" And Josh didn't, he

just kept pounding into Scott, sending him higher and higher.

"Gonna..." His head snapped back and he did, shooting

hard.

Josh growled and his teeth sank into Scott's shoulder. Heat

pulsed from Josh's cock, shooting deep inside him.

Oh, fuck that was hot.
He could hear Josh panting, felt the big body pressing

against him pushing him into the now warmed up tiles.
"Damn." He moaned, just breathing hard.

"Yeah, baby. Damn."
Josh's cock slid out of him, the man's hands and tongue

sliding on his skin.

He hummed, brought his hands down, cuffs jingling.

"Gonna undo me?"

"I don't know, baby, you look pretty sexy all tied up for

me."

Scott blushed, chuckled a little, rubbing back against Josh.

"Perv."

"And you love it." One of Josh's fingers slid between his

skin and the cuffs, warm and soothing against the rubbed
skin. "I'm going to have to get something padded."

Josh stretched away and came back up against him,

unlocking the metal around his wrists.

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"Mmm ... Good to see you." He turned, arms wrapping

around Josh's waist.

Josh chuckled. "Nice to see you, too, baby."
His mouth was taken, the kiss strong, hot. He opened

wide, moaning, tongue pushing against Josh's. Josh purred,
hand sliding down to push between his legs, rubbing the
come that dripped from him into his thighs. "I believe we
were going to shower..."

"Were we?" He moaned, rocking into Josh's touch, cheeks

pink.

"Yes, you said something about a workout on my stairs..."
Josh moved them into the shower stall, mouth sliding over

his face, hands rubbing his skin.

"Mmmhmm. You live way up." He was just purring with it,

moaning.

"Yes. And they have this new invention called the elevator.

One day we'll have you happy to use it."

He chuckled, shook his head. "Don't think so."
Josh gave him a wicked smile. "Never say never, baby."
Then the water was running, sluicing down over them nice

and hot.

"Mmm..." He didn't want to think about elevators, just

right now, all hot and comfortable and naked.

"You know what I want right now, baby?"
"Hmm? What's that?"
"I want you to suck me. I want to feel your mouth around

me, knowing everything I feel is you. And I want to come,
knowing you can taste me."

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"Oh. Oh, God. Yes." Scott nodded, sliding down Josh's

body, fingers rubbing that heavy prick all the way down.

Josh honest to God purred, hands sliding into his hair,

guiding his mouth. He opened up, moaning around Josh's
flesh. Oh, he'd wanted a taste, wanted to know. So bad.

That prick was hot as hell in his mouth, the silk-like skin

covering that hardness unbelievably soft beneath his tongue,
and Josh tasted of salt and bitter, nut and spice. Scott
reached up, fingers sliding up to cup Josh's ass, squeezing
tight. Groaning, Josh arched, ass muscles clenched beneath
his hands, hips pushing that long cock into his mouth.

The water poured all around them, keeping his eyes

closed, stealing his breath along with the press of Josh's prick
in his throat.

"Fuck, baby, your mouth is good."
Josh held his head, found a rhythm and fucked his mouth.

His cock filled and he started pumping it, hand working.

"Oh yeah. Fuck, that's pretty." Josh was watching him

suck, watching him jack himself off.

He groaned, pulled harder, sucked harder. Praises rained

down on him, along with moans and groans, Josh's voice
rough and deep with pleasure.

Oh. Fuck. Come on. Give it to me.
Hands curling in his hair, pulling, Josh called out his name

and pushed deep, spunk pouring down his throat. He came as
he swallowed, balls tight as stones, lights flashing behind his
eyes. Josh's prick kept moving, sliding slowly out before
pushing back in again, over and over until finally Josh pulled
it right out. Long fingers slid over his face, Josh purring softly.

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Groaning, he nuzzled into the touch.
"Come on up here, baby," murmured Josh, turning his

head up, thumb sliding along his lips.

He grinned, kissing Josh's thumb as he stood. "Almost as

old as you."

Josh gave him a grin. "What has that got to do with

blowjobs and fucking in the shower?"

"Huh?" He leaned in, licked Josh's lips.
Josh laughed. "Fuck, that's cute."
"Cute?" He pinked, shook his head. "I'm not cute, Josh."
"Oh, yes, you are. Especially the way you're so easily

distracted by touches and kisses and heat." Josh's tongue
licked at his lips, slid in between them and back out again as
the water beat down on his back.

He moaned, fingers sliding through Josh's wet, soft hair.

Josh purred, hands moving along his back in long, slow
strokes. He just melted into the touches, rubbing, moaning.

Eventually Josh backed off and handed him the soap.

"Wash. Yourself first and then me."

"Bossy." He started scrubbing, loving the feel of soap on

his skin.

"And you love it, baby." Josh's eyes followed his hands,

cock twitching as he watched.

He blushed dark, but didn't argue, although he probably

ought to.

Josh's hand slid over his belly, collecting soap, and then

down to cup and fondle his balls. "You missed a spot."

He shivered, moaned. Fuck, they were sensitive. Josh

grinned and pushed one finger beyond them, sliding over his

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skin. He groaned, hands moving to wash Josh, rub that
smooth, tanned skin.

Josh's groan matched his, body pushing into his hands.

"You've got a great touch, baby."

"Just love your body, your skin." He leaned forward,

fingers moving constantly, lips on Josh's jaw.

Josh purred, head going back to give him more skin. He

licked and nuzzled, hands moving the soap around, washing
Josh everywhere. Josh spread his legs, giving him access to
those heavy balls and the man's soft inner thighs. He slid
down, washing and rinsing cock and balls, ass and legs.

"You look good kneeling at my feet, baby."
Oh. Oh, he wasn't sure he liked that. Wasn't sure at all. Of

course, his prick sure seemed pleased.

Josh's hands slid through his hair. "Yeah, so pretty."
"I..." He leaned into the touch. "You make it hard to

think."

"There's no place for thinking in fucking, baby."
He chuckled, kissed the tip of Josh's cock. "Good

philosophy there."

Josh nodded and pushed the hardening cock along his

cheek. He kissed and licked, playing, teasing, rinsing Josh off.

"I'm going to have to hire you to do this full time," Josh

teased, eyes smiling down at him, hot, happy, horny.

"You can't afford me. Personal washers are very pricey."

He chuckled, dropping happy, playful kisses on that hot skin.

Josh laughed. "You'd be surprised what I can afford,

baby."

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He nuzzled, lips on the wet, soft pubes. "You're all clean

now."

"You sure, baby? Because I am having the dirtiest

thoughts..."

"Yeah? Gonna share?"
"I probably should—they all involved you in a starring role.

On my bed. Naked, but for the leather glove on your cock,
clamps on your nipples..."

"But I'm clean, remember? No more gloves required."

Clamps were something he'd thought about—idly, like
spanking and gags and shit. In reality? A good hard fuck did
him every time.

"Leather glove, baby, not rubber. With the sole intention of

keeping you hard."

"I'm pretty good at that, too." He blew a raspberry at the

base of Josh's cock.

Josh laughed. "Come to bed, baby, and show me what else

you're good at."

He grinned, nodded as he stood. "Lead the way, old man."
Josh stopped and gave him a look. "Old?"
He started laughing hard, turned the water off. God, this

man was something else. Grinning, Josh grabbed a towel and
snapped it on his ass.

"Ow!" He grabbed his ass, running for the door.
Josh followed, hands on his ass now, slapping as they ran.
"Watch it! That ass doesn't belong to you!"
"Oh, yes, it does, baby. It so does." Josh's fingers slid over

his ass.

He shivered, skin sensitive, hot.

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One of Josh's hands slid around his belly, pulling him back

against Josh's body. That thick, hot cock rubbed along his
ass. "Oh yeah, baby. All mine."

"Oh..." He stretched, rubbing back against all that heat.
"Fuck, you make me want like nothing ever, Scott. All I

want is your ass under me, your mouth around me."

He nodded. "You're all under my skin. All around me."
"Yeah, baby. You hungry? You need to eat before I fuck

your ass into the mattress?"

"No. No, I can wait." Or couldn't wait. Or something.
"I was hoping you'd said that." With those words he was

toppled onto the bed, Josh coming down after him, hot and
heavy on him.

He groaned, wriggling beneath his lover, thighs parting.

"Pushy."

"Yep. That's why you're still here." Josh's knees pushed his

legs even farther apart, teeth at his neck.

"Huh?" He spread wide, hips bucking, head falling forward.
"Because I'm pushy. Because I know what you need." That

hot cock nudged at his hole.

"Oh. Fuck, that's good." He arched up, offering more.
"I know." Josh took what he offered, sliding right into him,

hard and hot and fully bare.

He grunted, eyes rolling. "Josh."
"Yeah, baby. It's still me." There was laughter and need in

Josh's voice.

"Bitch." He groaned, reaching back to pinch.
Josh grabbed his hand and pushed it into the mattress.

"Behave, baby."

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"Make me." His eyes went wide as the words left his

mouth.

Josh moaned, and thrust hard into his body. First one hand

and then the second were taken, held in the small of his back.
His shoulders were pressed hard into the mattress, body
arched and held tight as he tugged. Josh kept fucking him,
hard, solid thrusts.

"Josh. Josh, I..." His eyes rolled as Josh pegged his gland,

made him buck.

"You love it. I know, baby."
"I..." He groaned, pulled harder. "Oh, sweet fuck."
"Yes, baby." Josh kept pushing, kept filling him, hitting his

gland.

"Don't stop. Please." He stopped fighting, started rocking.
"Don't worry, baby. Not going to stop."
He moaned, so fucking hot, ready to come again after

twice already. Fuck.

The hand holding his wrists tightened, the thrusts into him

speeding, getting harder. Fucking him right through the
mattress.

Oh. Oh, fuck. He was. Oh. "Josh!"
"That's it, baby. Come on my cock." Josh's voice was

harsh, dragging over him like a caress.

He came with a harsh, deep cry, entire body shaking as he

shot.

"Yes." Josh kept thrusting, harder and harder and then

going stiff, heat filling him.

He groaned, thighs shaking, eyes closing. "Oh. Damn."

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Josh collapsed onto him, heavy, hot, breath panting into

his ear.

"So good."
Scary good.
Maybe even terrifying good.

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Chapter Four
Josh was working late, which wasn't unusual, but lately

he'd been clearing his schedule in the evenings to spend time
with Scott.

Scott...
He checked his watch. His lover should be here any

minute.

He'd invited Scott to meet him at the office so they could

go out to dinner. Of course he was supposed to be done by
now and he wasn't. He wondered how Scott would feel about
getting something in and eating over his reports.

"Josh? You here?" Scott wandered in, hands filled with

camera bags and portfolios. The dark hair was all mussed,
cheeks flushed from walking the stairs.

He shook his head. Scott was going to have to get over

this fear of elevators of his; Josh spent a lot of time in tall
buildings. "Hey, baby, come on in."

"How's it going?" Scott slumped into one of the cushy

chairs. "You look busy."

He nodded and ran his hand through his hair, thinking

Scott was awfully far away. "I am. I'm going to have to cancel
our dinner out."

"Yeah?" Scott looked over, tilted his head. "You want me

to leave you alone or you want to order something up and I'll
work on my scans?"

"I like that last one. I can live without Lafite for dinner; I'm

not so sure I can say the same about doing without you."

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He got a grin, Scott's eyes twinkling behind the wire

rimmed glasses. "Pizza? Chinese?"

"I was thinking more along the lines of getting Lafite to

deliver," he admitted, grinning back. Shit, the kid was hot.

"Oh! Fancy take-out!" Scott chuckled, stretched out in the

chair. "You spoil me."

He watched Scott's body moving, enjoying the view. "I try,

baby."

"You look tense. You want me to rub your shoulders a

minute?"

He grinned and nodded, letting his pen drop onto his files.
Scott stood. "You look like the cat that swallowed the

canary." Those hot hands dropped on his shoulders, rubbing
and massaging.

Josh chuckled. "You're a lot bigger than any canaries I've

ever seen."

He got a pinch, a laugh. "Be good or I'll beat you."
He leaned back and smiled up into Scott's eyes. "You've

got that backward, baby."

Those pretty eyes just danced. "Nope. I have it right."
He laughed, hand reaching up to slide his fingers along

Scott's cheek. "You know what? Suddenly I'm not so hungry
for food."

"No?" Scott pushed into the touch, nibbling on his fingers.
Josh groaned. "You ever get banged up against the

windows of a high rise?"

"Nope. Never." Scott sucked one of his fingers in, teeth

scraping.

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"Then I think it's about time you did." He nodded toward

the half open door. "Better lock it now if you're wanting to."

"Don't want company." His sweet private boy.
"Better hurry then," he murmured, taking off the tie he'd

loosened hours ago.

Scott hurried over, shut and locked the door. He chuckled

and stood, taking Scott's mouth as soon as he came back.
Scott arched, pushing right against him, rubbing. So hot, so
sexy. He took Scott's hands and brought them up over his
head. Scott groaned, blinking up, tugging a little. Fuck, he
loved that, loved the way Scott always tested, always pushed.

Fucking Scott's mouth with his tongue, he looped his tie

around the slender wrists. Scott's eyes went wide, breath
speeding up, body pushing against his.

"You look amazing, baby."
"I. Oh." Scott licked his lips, kissing, moaning. Yeah, Scott

loved it and looked so good.

He let the bound hands go, letting them drop in between

them as he started to undo Scott's shirt.

"Want you. Josh. Shit." Scott's fingers pushed and rubbed

at his cock.

He groaned, pushing into the touch. "Oh, baby, I want

you, too."

Scott moaned, lips meeting his in a wild kiss. He got

Scott's shirt open and started working on the pants, eager to
hold that hot cock in his hands. Scott pushed into his hand,
hard and hot and needing him.

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"Sweet, baby." He tugged the long cock a few times and

brought their mouths together again, kissing him hard and
long.

Scott's bound hands dropped over his neck, tugged him

close, rubbing against him with a moan.

"Pushy today," murmured Josh, nipping at Scott's bottom

lip.

Scott pulled hard, tongue pushing into his mouth, fucking

his lips. He moaned and slowly walked them over to the floor
to ceiling windows, pushing Scott up against them.

"They'll hold?" Scott shivered, pushing back against him.
"They'll hold. They don't want executive types jumping out

on bad days." He worked Scott's pants off, pushing them
down around his ankles.

"Oh." His lover was flushed, lips parted, sweating just a

little.

"Fuck, baby, so sexy."
He pushed Scott fully up against the window, feet kicking

Scott's legs apart, as his fingers started tugging on those
sweet little nipples. Scott twisted, nipples going hard and stiff
for him.

"Beautiful," he murmured, mouth sliding down to pull up a

mark at the juncture of neck and shoulder.

"Josh..." Scott cried out, going up on his toes.
"Right here, baby. Right here." He scraped his teeth over

that spot and then unlooped Scott's hands from around his
neck and slowly turned him.

"Oh, fuck. So fucking cool." Scott pushed back against

him, eyes wide.

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He chuckled, hand wrapping around Scott's prick, pumping

gently as he pressed Scott's chest against the window.
"Gonna fuck you up against it."

"Can they see us?"
"Who, baby?" He licked at Scott's spine from the top of his

neck on down.

"An ... anybody. Out there."
"I doubt it. Doesn't matter."
He spread Scott's legs farther apart again, sliding a finger

down along Scott's spine. Scott arched for him, ass pushing
back toward his touch. Fuck, this man was a treat. Just ripe
for it all. He let his finger push against Scott's hole, teasing.

"Oh. Oh, more." Demanding boy. His demanding boy.
He pushed a second in with the first, stretching Scott for

his cock. The deep, rough sounds drove them both higher and
higher. "That's it, baby, show me how good it is."

"Pushy bastard. Want you so fucking bad." Scott's hands

twisted in the tie, tugged.

"You've got me, Scott." He pushed in another finger,

working the tight ass hard and fast, rubbing his prick in the
small of Scott's back. Scott's body gripped his fingers, riding
him, begging for him. "So hot for me, aren't you, baby?" He
shifted and pushed deeper, finding Scott's gland. His answer
was a low cry, Scott jerking against the window. "Yeah." He
purred, mouth latching onto the same spot he'd marked
earlier.

"Oh. Oh." The glass was fogging up as Scott panted.
He let his fingers fall out of that hot body, slid his cock

along that sweet crease.

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"Come on, Josh. Want you."
He laughed. "And you keep calling me pushy."
"You are."
"I'm not the only one," he murmured into Scott's ear,

pushing his cock just barely in.

Scott groaned. "We're a good match."
"We are, baby." He pulled his cock out and pushed it back

in again, just the same small bit. Fuck, Scott was so tight
around him. So fucking tight.

"More." The hot hole squeezed him, clenching tight.
"More of this?" he asked, pushing in a little farther this

time.

"Yes. More." Scott pushed back.
He pulled back, waited a moment and then pushed in

again, sinking all the way in with a low groan.

"Oh..." He smiled as Scott shuddered.
"There you are, baby, just like you want it."
"Thank you. So ... So good."
He purred; that's what he liked to hear. "Gonna get better,

baby." He started moving, keeping his strokes long and
smooth. Scott arched, took him in, held him close. "Fuck, I
love being inside you."

"Love..." The word was groaned, Scott's bound hands

squeaking on the glass.

"Yeah, baby."
He moved harder, faster, fucking Scott against the

window, just like he'd promised. Scott bucked and groaned,
need just pouring out of him, echoing against the window. He
wanted nothing more than to do this all fucking night, but the

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need was riding him and he moved faster, hands hard on
Scott's hips, pulling him back into each thrust.

"Oh. Close. Josh. Please." Scott went up on his toes,

stretching.

"Please what, baby?" Fuck, he loved it when his baby

started to beg.

"Need to come. Need to."
"Soon, baby. Let me just have your ass a little bit longer."
Scott whimpered, ass squeezing tight.
"That's it, baby. You know you love it."
Harder and harder, he thrust, the pleasure just building

and building until he was sure his balls were going to explode.
He grabbed hold of Scott's cock and started pumping. "Give it
to me, baby."

Spunk sprayed over the glass, Scott's body milking him.

He growled, pushing in hard as he let his own load go, filling
Scott up.

That dark head fell back, throat working. "Hey. Wow."
He chuckled, the sound husky and more than a little wow

expressing. "Yeah, so fucking good, baby."

Scott nodded. "Is. It is. Always."
He groaned as his cock slid out of Scott's body. "Damn, I

could do that all night."

He turned Scott around, tugging him up close by his

hands. "You have something that belongs to me."

Those pretty eyes went wide. "I do?"
He chuckled and took one end of his tie, lifting Scott's

wrists by it. "You do."

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"Oh. I assume you're talking about the tie..." Scott winked,

grinning.

"Yes, baby, I'm talking about the tie." He leaned in and

gave Scott a hard kiss, fingers working open the knot that
held the tie around Scott's wrist. "I'm not sure it's your color."

Scott chuckled. "I don't wear ties, Josh."
"Then it must be mine."
He got it undone and put it around Scott's neck, starting to

do it up. "You'd look good in a tie though, baby." Especially as
he was, shirt hanging open, pants and underwear down
around his ankles. Scott looked debauched.

Scott shook his head. "Nope. No ties for me."
He grinned. "Is this another one of those elevator things?"
"Elevator thing?" Oh, butter wouldn't melt in that mouth.
He chuckled. "Yeah, you know—the thing where you won't

get into an elevator unless I've got one hand wrapped around
your arm and I'm kissing you silly."

"I don't do enclosed spaces, is all. No big deal."
"And you don't wear ties because..."
Scott shrugged. "Just never have. Not the classy tie type

of guy."

"Oh, I think you could be classy, baby." He purred. "Oh,

yeah, nothing but tie."

"I'd look like a dork."
He pushed Scott's shirt off and helped him step out of his

pants and then adjusted the tie, the end of it pointing straight
down at Scott's pretty cock. "No, dork is not the word I'd
use."

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"Josh..." Scott's cheeks were flaming, hands shaking a

little as they moved up to undo the tie.

"Whoa, whoa. Hold up a moment. You look sexy. What's

the problem?" He took Scott's hands in his own.

"I feel silly. I ... I don't feel like I'm sexy."
"Oh, baby, are you kidding?" He reached out and stroked

one hot cheek. "It's almost better than fully naked, that sweet
body dressed up just a little."

Scott leaned into his touch, sweet as anything. He

hummed, kept stroking, his other hand moving to cup Scott's
hip and tug him a little closer.

"You're hot." Scott pressed closer, rubbing.
"Hot for you, baby. Always." He took a kiss, slow and

deep.

Scott purred, relaxing into him, leaning in with a soft,

happy little sound. He loved that, loved how he could derail
Scott from his worries with a few caresses, a soft, deep, hard,
passionate kiss. Of course it kind of worked both ways and
soon he was moaning into Scott's mouth, deepening the kiss,
rubbing them together. Scott's hands were on his ass,
squeezing and stroking, holding them together.

"Greedy," he whispered, mouth sliding to find that spot on

Scott's neck again—his spot.

"For you." Scott shivered, cock jumping against his belly.
"Well I hope so, baby." He chuckled and scraped his teeth

along Scott's collarbone.

Scott just nodded, humming, gasping, so responsive.
"Ready to go again, baby?"
Scott pinked again, but nodded. "Looks like you are, too."

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"Yeah, baby—you bring it out in me. Or should that be up

in me?"

Scott chuckled, stole a kiss. "That was terrible."
He grinned. "Good thing you're not here for my jokes."
"Good thing I know what you're here for." Scott winked

over.

He reached around and teased that tight ass with his

fingers. "I'll just bet you do."

"Watch out, somebody fucked it good and hard."
"I know." He took Scott's mouth again, plunging his

tongue in deep. Scott jerked, pushing right into him, almost
humping him. "I could do you over the desk next," he
suggested, shuffling Scott toward it.

"Perv." Scott's bare feet didn't make a sound on the

carpet.

He laughed, biting at Scott's skin. "I am."
"Oh. No biting. Mmm." Right. No biting. Just like there was

no calling Scott baby and no cuffing his wrists and no riding
elevators. Chuckling, he got his mouth around one of Scott's
nipples, giving it a good, sharp nip. Scott's cry just echoed,
Scott arching, pushing into his lips. He tongued the hard little
bit of flesh, working it for awhile before beginning to bite at it
again.

"Oh. Oh, fuck." Scott's fingers tangled in his hair, tugging

him closer and then away and then closer again.

He laughed, letting his breath huff over Scott's wet nipple.
"Laughing at me ... evil bastard."
"You're just so cute, baby."
"Not cute." Oh, the pouty lips were adorable. Edible.

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He just had to have a taste, so he nibbled his way up,

taking them between his teeth once he'd kissed his way up
Scott's neck. Scott parted for him, shivering, tongue sliding
out to taste and touch. Fuck, he'd never had a lover that
made him need as much as Scott did. It didn't matter that
they'd both just come, he wanted again, and wanted hard.
What's more? Scott's need matched his, that pretty cock
leaking against his belly.

He got Scott backed up against the desk and bent him

over the back of it, rubbing against all that hot skin. His tie
lay between them, a cool band.

"Gonna mess up your wood finish." Uh-huh. Like either of

them cared, both hard and hot.

"I sure hope so," he murmured, biting at those swollen

lips.

"Biting again..." Scott's legs wrapped around him.
"You're paying attention. Good." Grinning, he started

humping against Scott, sliding their pricks together.

"Always. Have to. You're fucking stunning."
Josh purred. He did appreciate being appreciated. He gave

Scott a nice, hard kiss as thank you. Scott kissed him back,
sucking his tongue, hands buried in his hair. He rubbed them
together hard, the glide of skin and cock hot and wet and
fucking perfect.

"Josh. Josh. Shit. Need you." Scott pushed up into him,

moaning low.

"Uh-huh. Right here."
He had one hand on the desk, the only thing keeping him

from falling right into Scott, the other was wrapped around

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one hip, tugging Scott into each thrust. It wasn't long before
heat sprayed over his skin, over his belly.

"Oh, baby." Groaning, he kept pushing and then found his

own pleasure, crying out as his come splashed onto Scott.

Warm hands held him close, lips tracing his face. Nuzzling

against Scott's lips, he rumbled softly.

"A guy could fall in love with that sound, man."
"Yeah, baby?"
Those pretty eyes met his. "Seriously."
He kissed Scott softly. Scott moaned, opened for him, eyes

smiling at him. He held those eyes, sliding his tongue in deep.
The kiss went on and on, both of them focused on each other.
He rumbled again, he couldn't help it, Scott made him feel
good. And knowing it turned the kid on didn't hurt either.
Scott sucked his tongue, stroked his nape, finally broke the
kiss, panting.

He slowly straightened, helped Scott up and off his desk.

"You hungry, baby?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I am." Scott looked debauched in nothing but

his tie, even more so now than he had before.

"Then I guess I'd better feed you."
He took hold of the bottom of the tie and tugged Scott

back to him for another kiss. Scott nipped his lips, murmuring
low. He picked up his suit jacket from the back of his chair
and slipped it over Scott's shoulders. "Damn, baby, you look
edible in my clothes."

Scott blushed, gave him a smile. "Yeah?"
"Yeah. I think we need something of substance though. A

pair of steaks, mushrooms, baked potatoes. Sound good?"

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"Mmm ... you know I love mushrooms."
"I have noticed, yes." He gave Scott a wink and grabbed

the phone, calling Lafite and placing an order to be delivered.

Scott settled, lounging spread-legged, in his clothes.
God, the kid was sexy.
And they had some time before their food got here.

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Chapter Five
Scott dragged his ass into the lobby of Josh's building,

hauling three camera bags and a shitload of random crap. He
looked at the elevator, then the stairs, and grabbed his cell to
dial up. Maybe he'd just get a cab and head home. Of course,
Josh had been teasing all week, promising weekend fun and
games.

But damn, he was tired. Still. Fun and games...
Josh answered after two rings. "Baby. Don't tell me you're

canceling."

"Huh? No. No. I'm here. I'm downstairs." Damn it. Okay.

Not going home. Going up the stairs. Damn, he was a sap.
"Just letting you know I'll be a little late."

"If you want me to come down to the lobby and bring you

up in the elevator, just say so, baby." There was a hint of
laughter in Josh's voice.

The laughter stung a little—okay, a lot—and his chin lifted.

He shook his head. "No. I'm fine. See you in a few."

He hung up and headed up the stairs.
Bastard.
Laughing at him.
Fucking asshole.
His cell phone rang.
He stopped on a landing, fishing it out. "Yeah?" His voice

sort of echoed a little bit in the stairwell.

"I'm in the elevator, baby. Tell me what floor you're on

and meet me there."

"Huh? I'm on five. I'm okay. You didn't have to..."

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"No, but I have plans for tonight and I'm a pushy bastard,

remember? Go to the elevator, baby, I'm on my way down."

He wandered out, heading for the elevator. If nothing else,

he'd give Josh his stuff and walk the rest. The floors were
carpeted, the wallpaper on the walls classy, understated.

The door to the elevator opened and Josh, wearing only a

pair of jeans, no shirt, no shoes, no socks, stood there,
looking sexy as hell. "Hey, baby."

Oh. Yum. "Hey ... You look. Yum."
Josh chuckled and reached out for him, one hand wrapping

around his arm and tugging him into the elevator, bags and
all. "And you look tired."

"I ... I am." His eyes rolled a little, body going tense as the

doors shut.

"It's just an elevator, baby," murmured Josh, mouth at his

ear, tongue tracing the shell.

"I don't like elevators. I..." He blinked over, shuddering.
"I know, baby. It's all in your mind though." Josh licked at

his ear again and blew into it.

"You have to push the button. We're not ... We're not

going." He moaned, eyes closing.

"So sexy, baby." Josh leaned past him and pushed a

button, making the little box they were in start moving.

He kept his eyes closed, pressed close to Josh, rubbing.

Josh's hand slid into his pants, grabbing his ass, while the
other one started on his buttons.

"Josh." Oh, God. Someone might see. Oh, more. Damn.
"Sweet baby," murmured Josh, pushing him up against the

wall, rubbing against him.

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He moaned, pushing back, lips searching for Josh's.

"Please."

Josh's mouth covered his, tongue pushing in. He moaned,

relaxed, the ding of the elevator opening surprising him, he
was so wrapped up in the kisses.

"We could stay here," murmured Josh. "Finish up."
"I. People will need the elevator..."
"There're two. And no one else lives on the penthouse. All

I need to do is press the stop button."

"I ... Leave the door open?"
"Yeah, baby." Josh reached over and hit the stop button,

the doors freezing halfway.

"Thank you." He reached for Josh, hands on his lover's

skin, tugging them closer together.

Josh's mouth returned to his, tongue pushing in, hands

sliding down to open his pants. Scott held on, fingers in Josh's
hair, petting. He sucked on that hot tongue, demanding the
kiss, needing it. Josh made that rumbling noise he loved so
much, body pushing him against the elevator wall. He pressed
back, bucking and rubbing, moaning into Josh's mouth.

Josh got his pants undone, one hand pushing into his

underwear and wrapping around his prick.

"Uhn." He bucked, pushed up into the touch, groaning low,

hips just rocking.

"That's it, baby. Take what you need."
"You. Need you." He groaned, thighs parting, giving him

more balance.

"Got me, baby. Right here." Josh's teeth nipped at his

chin.

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Scott shook, eyes rolling, the lights of the elevator

seeming to swim. The hand around his cock tightened, moved
faster, pushing him.

"Gonna..." His head snapped back, grunting as he shot.
Josh moaned softly, hand slowing and then disappearing

altogether, the sound of Josh's tongue lapping at his own
hand snapping Scott's attention back to him. "You taste good,
baby."

"P ... perv." He grinned a little, moaned. "Can we go in

now?"

"Yeah, what I've got planned needs a bed." Josh winked at

him and spread the rest of his come over his belly and then
grabbed onto his pants, tugging him out of the elevator, his
camera equipment in Josh's other hand.

"Yeah? I like your bed." He followed, blinking slowly.
"And I like how you look in it." Josh grinned and stopped in

the hall. "You need anything, baby? Water, food? A shower?"

"You. Maybe a drink of water, but mainly you."
Josh hummed. "Oh, I like that answer."
"Just the truth."
Josh put his camera equipment down and Scott smiled; the

modern, sleek apartment felt more and more comfortable,
more and more lived in.

"There's water in the bedroom." Josh tugged him on, eyes

on him, hot and admiring.

"Cool." He chuckled, following easily, tickled. So fucking

glad he hadn't cancelled.

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The bedroom light was low, seduction definitely in the air.

He hummed, turning toward Josh, smiling. "Oh. Hey. Good to
see you."

Josh chuckled and bent to lick open his lips. Sweet. Sharp.

Male. Josh. God, his lover tasted so good. Josh rumbled,
deepening the kiss, tugging him in close and removing his
clothing. Scott just pushed into the touches, sort of lost in the
way Josh made him feel. They eventually made it to the bed,
Josh laying him down, spreading him out.

He reached up, fingers trailing over Josh's skin. "Feels so

good..."

"That's the idea, baby." Josh raised his left arm up, sliding

a leather cuff, already attached to the headboard, around his
wrist.

"Oh..." He arched, eyes fastened onto the cuff, his arm.
"You like that." Josh licked from the bottom of the cuff

down along his arm.

"I..." Oh, fuck, that was hot. Goosebumps rose up along

his arm and he moaned.

"Uh-huh. You do."
Hot and wet, leaving a trail of fire behind it, Josh's tongue

slid all the way down to his armpit and then slowly across his
chest. His nipples went tight and hard, his free hand petting
Josh's head.

Josh purred, hummed, kept moving over to his other pit,

nuzzling and licking. "Reach for the other cuff, baby."

Oh, damn. He groaned, cock hard as fuck as he reached.

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"Yeah, just like that, baby." Josh's tongue slowly made the

trip up his arm, ending at his wrist and then Josh fastened the
cuff around it.

"Fuck that's..." Hot. It was hot.
"I know, baby." Those green eyes glittered at him and

then Josh took one of his fingers into that hot mouth and
started to suck.

Oh, sweet fuck. Pleasure poured through him, just hotter

than hell, making him twist and moan. A hum vibrated
through his finger and then Josh let it slip from his mouth,
took another one.

"Josh..." His toes curled, hips rocking up into the air.
Josh very slowly let go of his finger. "Yeah, baby?"
"Oh. That's. Damn, lover." He blinked over, licked his lips.
Josh's chuckle was low and sexy. "Just wait until I get to

your feet, baby."

"My feet?" His body twisted, trying to get to Josh.
"They're next," murmured Josh, one fingers reaching out

to slide along his ribs, just hard enough not to tickle.

"Oh. I don't know. They're sensitive." He moaned,

stretching again.

"Are they as sensitive as these?" Josh asked, fingers taking

a sharp turn and sliding up to tweak his nipples.

His hips jerked, his gasp loud.
"Oh yeah, these are very sensitive, aren't they, baby?"

Josh's fingers slid across his chest and found his other nipple,
pinching harder.

"Oh. Fuck. Yes." Yes. Lord. Please.
"Let me get your feet first, baby."

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Josh grinned and bent, biting his hip before slowly licking

his way along Scott's leg. Every nerve was thrumming, skin
tingling, heart just pounding. All the way down to his ankles,
that tongue wet, leaving a trail of heat that cooled on the air.

He started murmuring, talking low, telling Josh how good it

was, how much he needed. His words earned him rumbles,
nibbles, and then his right ankle was circled in leather,
attached to the footboard. He tugged a little, unused to being
stretched, bound like this.

"So sexy, baby." Josh looked up at him, hands circling his

other ankle, sliding on it, stretching it out toward the other
side of the bed.

"Oh." He didn't fight the stretch, although his instinct said

to.

"So fucking hot, baby. So beautiful." Leather circled his

ankle, Josh cuffing him and attaching the other end to the
footboard, leaving him spread eagle and caught. "You're like a
feast." Grinning up at him, Josh bent and began to lick his
way back up along the inside of Scott's leg.

His skin goosebumped and he moaned, arching up as best

he could.

"And you love it," murmured Josh against his skin.
"I..." His eyes rolled. He did. He shouldn't, but he did.
Josh's chuckle slid air over his wet skin, making him

shiver. Warm fingers tickled his balls, played with the soft
skin behind them, Josh moaning softly.

"What do you have planned?" His entire body responded to

each touch, to each sound.

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"I'm going to love you into oblivion. Touch every part of

you over and over again until your brains come out your
ears."

"Oh..." He went to touch Josh, the cuffs stopping him,

surprising him.

Josh just rumbled, tongue and lips working their way up

his cock, teasing the slit, settling around the head and
sucking. Eyes closing, Scott flew with it, hips jerking once
before settling down, letting Josh have his way.

Josh was as good as his word, mouth and hands working

him slowly, surely, touching him everywhere, from the tips of
his toes to his head and all points in between. He was
touched, mouthed, licked, loved.

"Josh." He'd never felt so exposed, so seen, so wanted.

"Love ... love you."

Josh hummed, purred, kept licking and kissing and

touching, driving him out of his mind. He rocked and shifted
on the sheets, tongue coming out to wet his lips.

"Come for me," Josh whispered, taking him into the heat

of Josh's mouth.

"Love..." He moaned the word, giving it up just like that.
Josh drank him down and then continued the sweet,

sensational torture, mouth and fingers discovering every part
of him. He'd never been so sensitive, almost shivering with
the pleasure.

Josh made him come again and then again, the soft

touches interspersed with harder, more demanding caresses.

Scott couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't move.

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He almost missed it when Josh's fingers undid the cuffs

around his ankles, though he couldn't miss it when his ankles
were hooked up over Josh's shoulders, Josh's hard cock
pushing into him.

Oh. Oh, he hadn't even known he needed that pressure so

badly.

Josh's eyes held his, hot and dark and needy. Thrusting,

Josh fucked him long and hard, cock pushing deep every
time. He whimpered, lips parted, lost in those beautiful eyes.

"Mine," growled Josh, pounding into him.
Oh. Oh, fuck. He keened, squeezing Josh's prick.
"Yes." Josh's voice was hard, needy and he moved faster,

letting Scott have it all.

"Yes. Yours. Yours." He twisted, panted, fighting to make

Josh come.

"Scott!" Josh called out his name, pushing in hard and

filling him with heat.

So beautiful. So fucking stunning.
Josh just held the position for a long while, staring down at

him, panting. Then his legs were eased off the strong
shoulders and his hands were let loose. He curled into Josh,
holding on tight, shivering.

The blankets were pulled up around them, Josh's arms hot

and solid and holding him close.

"You were beautiful, baby."
"Yours." He was exhausted, sated, melted deep down.
"Yeah. It seems that you are." Josh kissed him softly and

held him close.

He nodded, sighed softly, sinking right into sleep.

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* * * *

Josh woke to sunshine pouring into his bedroom, a peek at

the clock confirming it was almost noon.

Purring, he stretched, feeling rested all through. He never

slept very well, certainly never slept through the night, except
when he shared the bed with Scott. It had been that way
from the start and he wasn't sure why.

He also wasn't sure he wanted to examine it too closely. It

or the fact that Scott's word from last night kept going
through his head. "Yours. Yours. Yours." Not to mention the "I
love you."

It felt right.
He wasn't a steady boyfriend kind of man. He worked

hard, played hard with whoever was available. Maybe he kept
some numbers for callbacks when he had time, but with
Scott...

Scott...
Well, Scott was a whole different story.
He was making time for Scott in his life, making plans, not

working so late every night, taking the weekends off.

It was a little unsettling.
He stretched again, searching for Scott's warmth in the

bed, eager to bury himself in the subject of his thoughts.
Scott hummed, cuddled in, long, long black eyelashes casting
shadows on his cheeks. It made Josh groan. Scott made him
want, made him want to do all sorts of things.

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Josh began by taking Scott's mouth, stealing his breath as

he slept. Scott's eyes blinked open, so fucking pretty up
close.

"Morning, baby." He smiled and went back to kissing the

warm, swollen lips.

"Mmm..." Scott responded easily, eagerly, opening for

him, hands sliding along his spine.

Rumbling, he rolled them so he was on top of Scott, body

pressing Scott into the mattress. Scott pressed back, pushing
against him. He nipped at Scott's lower lip, smiling down as
his fingers slid along smooth, warm skin.

"Sleep good?" Scott moved, rocked beneath him.
"Yes. You?" He met Scott's movements, their pricks sliding

together like they were made for it.

"Always with you." He loved those little moans, little cries.
He nodded. "Yes. Only with you."
He found Scott's neck with his tongue, that place that

made Scott cry out and buck wildly. Scott grabbed his ass,
rubbing them together, cock beginning to firm.

"So sexy," he murmured, teeth attacking the spot he'd

been tonguing.

"Josh!" So good. So hot.
He growled softly and ground against Scott. "Mine," he

whispered, pulling up a mark.

"Yes..." Scott's chin lifted, hips rocking.
His mouth left the mark and trailed over Scott's chin,

leaving a wet trail behind. His fingers slid between them,
plucking at Scott's nipples. Each pinch had Scott crying out,
twisting beneath him. So sexy, it just sent him soaring.

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He shifted, spreading Scott's legs beneath him and

nudging his cock at that tight little hole. He figured Scott
should still be fairly loose from the previous evening.

"Yes..." Scott rippled, bore down and took him in with a

cry.

He moaned as Scott's body engulfed his cock. So fucking

hot, so fucking tight. It was wonderful.

"Fuck, it's so good, baby."
"Yeah. More. Want to feel you so deep."
"Deep as I can go, baby."
Josh bent and took a kiss as he started to move, thrusting

into Scott's body. Scott just let him in and in and in, body
rippling and holding him tight. And there was nowhere else he
wanted to be, no one else he wanted to do this with.
Moaning, he moved faster, pushed harder. Scott groaned,
sucking on his tongue, rocking and shifting for him.

He found Scott's gland and set a nice, hard pace, nailing it

over and over again, the heat of Scott's body setting him on
fire. Scott reached down, pulling that long, hard prick,
tugging himself off.

"That's it, baby, take what you need." He bit at Scott's

chin, his lips, pushing harder.

"You make me need things. So many things." Scott was

just flying.

"I'll never leave you hanging, baby. It's okay to need." And

later, when he wasn't busy pounding that amazing ass, he'd
ask for details.

Scott nodded, gasping, shoulders rolling up off the

mattress.

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"That's it, baby, give it to me." He wrapped his own hand

around Scott's, both of them working that fine prick.

Scott's body went tight, squeezing him, heat pouring over

their fingers. He held those pretty eyes as he jerked, filling
his baby with heat. He got a warm, slow smile as they came
down, both of them just humming.

He took his time coming out, finally shifting to lie next to

Scott. "Morning, baby."

"Morning, love." Scott leaned over, nuzzling, blinking and

warm.

"God, you're cute." He chuckled and kissed those sweet

lips softly.

He got a pout. "Am not."
"No? You'd rather be ugly as sin?" Just adorable.
"How about macho? Studly?"
"You're far too cute to be macho, baby."
"Not cute." Oh, he so got off on the fire in those eyes.
"No? How about adorable? Sweet?" He stopped and

winked. "Darling?"

Scott popped his ass. "Not even a little."
He laughed, rolling away from another smack. "No, I'd

hardly call you little."

"Bitch!" Scott chuckled, pouncing him, pinching and

tickling.

He rolled them over and over, still laughing. Until they hit

the floor with a thud.

"Oof." Scott groaned, still chuckling.
"Easy for you to say, you're on top."
"Yeah, but I'm cute."

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He laughed. "Yes, baby. You are."
Scott pinked, rubbed their noses together. "Perv."
"Because I think you're cute?"
"You're something else." Scott chuckled, shook his head.
"No, I'm Josh." He winked and sat up, putting Scott in his

lap where Scott shifted, sliding a little.

"I'm going to put your legs to sleep."
"Oh, I think I'll risk it, baby. I like holding you, having you

close."

"Yeah?" Scott started to relax a little, slowly ceasing to

fight him.

"Yes, baby. Though maybe we should take this to a chair

in the kitchen. We missed breakfast."

"We missed supper last night, too."
He nodded. Somehow, little things like eating didn't matter

when he was with Scott. In fact, very little else seemed to
matter at moments like these.

It was a scary thought.

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Chapter Six
The phone rang a second time and Josh waited impatiently

for Scott to pick up. A three day business trip to LA had
turned into seven and he was missing his baby something
fierce. "Come on. Pick up already."

"'Lo?" Oh, there he was.
Josh relaxed back in his chair, his voice lowering "Baby..."
"Mmm ... Josh. How's it going?"
Man, he had it bad; just the sound of Scott's voice had his

prick perking up. "Busy. But I'm finally coming home."

"Yeah? I've been dreaming about you..." He heard Scott

sigh softly, heard what he thought was bed sheets shifting.

"You in bed, baby?" He glanced over at his hotel bed, and

decided he was good in the chair. He slouched, legs
spreading. "You naked?"

"In bed, I have sweats on. You in your room or are you

still working?"

"I'm in the hotel room. Take the sweats off, baby, I want

you naked." He undid the zipper on his pants, pushed down
his briefs.

"Perv." He could hear the rustle and slide of fabric, though,

hear Scott's breath quicken.

Chuckling, he slid his hand along his prick, bringing it fully

to life. "Being naked is pervy now? What are you going to call
me when I tie you to my bed?"

"Like I'm going to let you do that." Scott chuckled, the

sound low and sexual.

Fine.

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Hot.
He was hooked through the balls.
"You're going to beg me to do it," he murmured, voice

husky. "But for now I'll settle for naked and touching yourself.
Start with your nipples, baby. Pinch them between your
fingers and pretend it's my teeth on them."

"Josh..." He could see it in his mind's eyes—his baby's lips,

parted, those bright eyes staring at him.

"Do it, baby. I know you want to. I know your nipples are

already hard in anticipation." His own sure as fuck were. Josh
tugged off his tie and popped his buttons, letting the air touch
his nipples before he flicked his thumbnails over them.

"They are. I ... you left bruises on them last time. Every

time my shirt brushed them, my cock jerked."

Groaning, he spread his legs wider, his fingers pinching his

own nipples now. "Oh, baby, you never told me how good you
were at this."

"At what? I like that sound."
"At phone sex, baby. And if you keep talking like that

you're going to hear a lot more of that sound." He licked his
lips and let his hand drop over his own belly, imagining it was
Scott's. "Lick your fingertip and slide it around your navel.
Like I usually do with my tongue."

"That's got to look silly. Good thing you can't see me."
"Somehow I doubt that." He'd have to make Scott perform

for him one day, and he'd sit there and watch as the man got
himself off. "Besides, if it feels good, who cares how it looks?
Does it feel good, baby? Is your cock hard, knowing we're
heading straight for it?"

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"Yeah. Yeah, I ... I'm ready to spend some time with you,

Josh." Yeah, he could hear that in that husky voice.

"I know. Look, I get back tomorrow afternoon. How about

I get us a cottage in the country for the weekend? Just you
and me and a great big bed..." He closed his eyes and
grabbed hold of his cock. "This first though, baby. I'm jacking
myself I want you to do the same. I want to hear the sound
of your hand around your cock, and the way your breath gets
all panty."

"I. Yeah. I don't have any plans this weekend." He could

hear it in Scott's voice, that little shaky timbre, the need.

Fuck, that turned him on and made him need like nothing

else ever had. "You do now, baby. Now come on, let me hear
you—nice and fast and squeeze just a little as you come up
around the head, just like I know you like it."

"Uh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. What have you been doing out

there?"

He laughed. "Baby, I'll tell you what I'm doing right now.

I'm fucking my hand. I'm fucking it hard and wishing it was
your ass, so hot and tight, squeezing all around me."

"Oh. Oh, man. I. Yeah. Yeah, Josh. I..." Scott's voice

dropped. "The plug I've got? So isn't you."

"Fuck!" His hips snapped and he shot up over his hand.

Groaning, he cradled the phone against his shoulder as his
hand slowed but kept stroking. "You have it in now?" he
asked, voice barely more than a low growl.

"No. No, I have been, but not ... Josh..." He could hear

skin slapping skin.

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"Bring it with you this weekend, baby. We'll play." He

chuckled, his own hand stopping as his head lolled a little, all
boneless and melted. "I can hear what you're doing, baby.
Hell, I can almost smell you, the way your scent goes all hot
and musky just before you come."

"I. Yeah. Keep talking."
"I love the way your eyes go wide at the end, like coming

is the best surprise ever. And the way you taste..." He
groaned again and licked his lips noisily. "I bet you're leaking
right now—get a bit of it on your fingers and suck them clean,
baby."

"Josh." He could hear it, hear Scott sucking.
His cock jerked, trying to fill again and he moaned, letting

Scott hear how it was affecting him. "Just like that, baby.
Now slide that hand between your legs and get a finger inside
you." He groaned again. "That's where I want to be, wrapped
tight in that hot silk."

"Fuck, yes. I need you in me. Fucking me. Hard."
"Friday night, baby. I'll be doing exactly that." He licked

his lips, listening to each stroke of Scott's hand, each panting
breath. "Come for me, baby. Let me hear you."

"Uh. Uh-huh..." A long, sweet keening sounded and then

all he heard was panting.

He took a deep breath and in his mind he could smell

Scott, the hot, sexy musk of him.

"Thank you, baby," he murmured.
"Mmm. It's good to hear your voice."
"Yours, too." He glanced at the clock. It was beginning to

get late, even later for Scott. "I'll have Ginny send you the

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address of the cottage once it's set up and I'll see you there
tomorrow night."

"I'll be there. Safe travel, love, huh?"
"Thanks, baby."
He hung up his phone and tossed it on the table, before

getting undressed and going to bed, a smile on his face as he
planned all things he wanted to do to Scott.

* * * *

Scott pulled down the rock driveway, the cabin glowing in

the dark forest like a Christmas tree or something.

Wow.
Pretty.
He stopped halfway and pulled out his cameras, taking a

half-roll of film on each one before heading back down. He
only had to stop three or four more times to shoot.

Maybe five.
It was a stunning fucking visual.
He finally got to the front door, knocking, his duffle and

camera bags weighing him down.

The door opened, Josh's face lighting up with a smile. "Oh,

baby, just look at you."

Josh grabbed the strap of the camera bag around his

shoulder and tugged him up close, lips meeting his in a long
kiss.

"Hey." He grinned, pressing close. Josh felt fine, all hot

and lean and strong.

"Hey. Missed you."

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Josh dragged him in and shut the door behind them before

helping him with his bags. "You come straight from work?"

"Yeah. I had to shoot these chicks dressed like mermaids."

It had actually been sort of cool.

"Oh, yeah? That sounds artsy." Josh gave him a wink and

took his hand. "Let me show you around the place."

He nodded, leaned a little. Man, the place was something

else, all gleaming wood and warm lights. The hall opened up
into a sunken living room with floor to ceiling windows looking
out into the trees. There was a fireplace on one wall, thick
rugs and rustic, comfortable looking furniture. The kitchen
was on the other side, not huge, but certainly modern
looking.

They went up a set of stairs to get to the loft bedroom, a

railing overlooking the living room with its view. A big bed
dominated the room, the quilt a bright jumble of color. Two
armoires in the same wood as the bed sat against one wall,
and a table with two chairs hugged the wall on the other side
of the room.

"Look," Josh told him, dropping his hand to go over to the

bed and wrap his hand around one of the bedposts. Josh's
eyebrows waggled at him, the blue eyes dancing merrily.
"Give you ideas doesn't it?"

"Ideas?" He reached out, fingers stroking the smooth

wood. "It's beautiful."

"It is," murmured Josh, but he wasn't looking at the wood,

not at all.

Scott's cheeks heated and he found himself taking a step

toward Josh, needing to touch, to feel.

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Josh's hands cupped his cheeks, thumbs brushing across

the top of them. "I'm going to tie you to those bedposts,
baby. Spread you out and have my very wicked way with
you."

"Josh..." God, the things that the man wanted, the way

they made him feel. He pushed toward Josh's fingers, loving
the way Josh touched him.

"Maybe you'll even let me take pictures so you can see

how good you look." Josh's lips covered his before he could
say anything in reply, tongue pushing into his mouth and
filling him again with Josh's flavor.

He moaned and wrapped his lips around Josh's tongue,

pulling and sucking, determined to focus Josh on him, on their
need. Right now.

A groan slid from Josh to him, filling his mouth and

vibrating against him as Josh's hands slid slowly downward.
Josh teased his neck with soft finger strokes and caressed his
shoulders with a harder touch. The vertebrae on his spine
were counted, the nerves in the small of his back stroked.
And then his lover grabbed hold of his ass, squeezing and
tugging him closer against the strong body.

Oh, yes. Josh. Please. He moaned into the kiss, one leg

wrapping around Josh's hip.

One of those hands left his ass to tug his t-shirt out of his

waistband, Josh's hand pushing it up until it was caught up
around his underarms. "Wanted this," murmured Josh against
his mouth, fingers sliding around to flick across his nipples,
then to pinch them.

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Scott groaned, going up on tiptoe as electricity shot down

his spine and landed around his balls. "Oh. More."

Josh's fingers twisted, one nipple and then the other, and

then their mouths parted and Josh bent to use his teeth
instead.

Scott arched, rocking furiously under that mouth, those

sharp teeth that drove him wild.

The touch gentled only enough for Josh to grab the skin

around his nipple with hot lips, sucking hard, tongue flicking
across the very tip. Josh made noises as he worked Scott's
flesh, groans and moans, half-words.

It was hard to keep his feet, to keep himself upright when

he just wanted to lay back and beg for it.

One of Josh's hands slid down over his belly all the way to

his waist, toying with the button at the top of his pants. Then,
with a growl, Josh stood and took another deep kiss. "Bed.
Naked. Now."

"Yeah. Yeah, you too. You too."
Josh nodded, fingers lingering on his ribs, one hand going

back to tug at a nipple. Taking a step back, Josh started
stripping. "You do you and I'll do me, otherwise I'm going to
get distracted again."

"Okay." His fingers were all clumsy, but he managed

without having to lose sight of Josh. There was just
something about that long body, the way Josh's waist tucked
in...

As soon as Josh was naked he advanced on Scott, eyes hot

and intent. A swipe of tongue across those parted lips and he

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was on Scott, pushing him back onto the bed and taking his
mouth in a hard kiss.

Oh, yeah. Yes. He grabbed Josh's hand, drew it down to

his prick, begging.

"So pushy, baby."
He got what he wanted, though, Josh's hand sliding around

his cock and squeezing him.

"Uh. Uh-huh. Need you. So bad." His hips started jerking,

pushing himself through Josh's fist.

"I know. But you're still pushy." Josh's mouth slid down

along his neck, teeth scraping, but not stopping until Josh
made it to his right nipple.

"I know. I know. I can't help it." His nipple just burned,

aching and throbbing away.

"Gonna tie you up, baby. Show you who's boss." Josh

moved to the other nipple, hand working his prick with rough
strokes.

"I. Uh. Josh." His fingers tangled in Josh's hair, held his

lover close.

"Yeah, baby." The biting kisses moved down along his

chest to his belly, Josh licking that spot in the curve of his
navel that made him crazy, the hand around his cock getting
tighter, moving faster.

His shoulders left the mattress, come shooting up on his

belly, his chest, Josh's cheek.

"Oh yeah, baby." Josh licked the come from his belly and

chest. Then he was being kissed, Josh's mouth tasting like
him.

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Melted, balls to bones, Scott just pushed into the kiss,

hands smoothing down Josh's back.

Josh's prick slid against his belly, ass pushing up and

down. He rubbed back, rocking and sliding, one leg curled
around Josh's hip and tugging him closer.

Heated and dark, Josh's eyes stared into his own. "Baby..."

the whispered word was followed by heat splashing up over
his body.

"Oh, yeah. Hey." They kept rubbing, kept moving together.

The scent was wild, male, musky and fine.

"Mmm ... now there's a proper hello." Josh's lips slid

against his in a slow, lazy kiss.

"Good to see you." Josh looked tired. Worn.
"Yeah. I didn't think I'd ever get back. Things were really

screwed up." Keeping contact, Josh shifted to lie facing him,
fingers sliding through his hair.

"I'm sorry, glad you're home, though." He offered Josh his

arm, a soft place to rest.

"But we're not home," Josh teased, using his arm as a

pillow and smiling at him.

"Shut up." He snorted, rubbed their noses together.
Chuckling, Josh nuzzled back against him, hand sliding

down to hold onto his hip.

"God, you're cute."
"Am not." He held Josh, rocking his lover, slow and easy,

encouraging the man to rest.

Josh's eyelids dropped to half mast. "Are, too. You

hungry?"

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"After we nap, huh?" He kissed each eyelid, closing them.

"After."

"You want to nap? I could nap, baby." Josh's eyes stayed

closed and he snuggled a little closer.

"Yeah." Scott nodded, watching Josh as he slept. Yeah.

* * * *

The loft was bright with sunlight when Josh woke.
His stomach growled loudly and he groaned. How could a

nap have turned into not waking up 'til next morning?

Josh reached out for Scott, but found the bed empty, and

he sat up, blinking. "Baby?"

He didn't get an answer, so he rolled up out of bed,

catching sight of Scott outside, camera in hand, shooting
away. He stood there for a moment, watching. Scott was in
his element, gorgeous. Grinning, he grabbed his slacks off the
floor and slipped them on and padded down the stairs. He
went out the back door, still grinning as he approached Scott.
"Hey, baby, you getting some good shots?"

"I am. Fuck, it's beautiful out here. You feel better?" He

got a grin, Scott pointing the camera at him.

"Nearly starving to death, but yeah, pretty much. I don't

sleep very well at hotels." Hell, he didn't sleep very well
period. Except somehow when he was with Scott.

"There's muffins and stuff in the kitchen. The banana ones

are kick-ass." Scott headed over, pushing into his arms and
giving him a long, deep kiss.

He grabbed Scott's ass, bringing their bodies in closer

together, letting himself get lost in the kiss. His stomach

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growled again and he broke the kiss with a laugh. "Come sit
with me while I eat, baby. We already wasted a whole night."

"You needed the rest." Scott followed him in, pouring two

cups of coffee.

He checked out the muffins, grabbing one lemon cranberry

and one banana. Sinking into a chair, he tugged Scott over to
sit in his lap.

Scott wiggled a little before settling, drinking his coffee,

humming over the steam.

He munched on the banana muffin. "Not bad. Of course I

think you liked it so much because of the resemblance of the
banana to a certain body part," he teased.

Scott snorted, stole a bite. "Nah. I like the nuts."
"I like nuts, too. These ones." He slid his hand to cup

Scott's balls, grinning at the way Scott's eyes immediately
went hot.

"Tell me, baby, aside from all that camera equipment,

what did you bring with you?" The banana muffin was pretty
good, but he'd bet the cranberry lemon was even better.

"Clothes. Toiletries. Stuff." Little liar.
He gently squeezed Scott's balls. "You didn't bring a single

toy? Nothing for us to play with?" He laughed softly and let go
of Scott's balls, tapping the hard cock where it pushed against
the jeans that trapped it. "Why do I find it hard to believe you
left the pervyness entirely in my hands?"

"I brought..." Scott pursed his lips, pinked. "I brought

what you asked for."

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"Mmm ... you're not wearing it now are you?" he asked,

fingers pushing between Scott's ass and his legs, though he
imagined Scott wasn't wearing the plug.

"No. No, I couldn't. I just brought it. It's for when you're

not around, man."

"Now where's the fun in that?"
He rubbed his finger along the thick cloth seam right at

Scott's ass. "Finish up your coffee and I'll show you what it's
for, when I am around."

"Aren't you ... aren't you hungry?" Scott was riding him,

shifting and sliding against his touch.

"I'm eating." He raised the muffin and took a bite, pushing

harder against Scott's ass.

So fucking sensual. Scott was a wet dream come true.

Scott's hands landed on the table, hips rolling back toward
him.

"I brought ropes," he said softly. "And a cock ring."
"Josh..." He got off on Scott's love-hate relationship with

the ring, the way Scott needed it.

"I can't wait to tie you up. You're going to look so hot.

Have you ever done that with anyone, baby? Or am I your
first?" He'd lay bets it was the latter.

"I. I haven't. I don't ever." Scott's back rippled and Scott

pulled away a little. "You're gonna make me cream my
jeans."

"Then I guess we'll have to take them off. What a shame."

He tossed the last of the muffin in his mouth, which left him
with a free hand, and he slid it up inside Scott's t-shirt,
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ultra sensitive this morning. Hot and swollen, they tightened
right up at his touch and Scott jerked, hips pumping,
humping the air.

He rubbed harder along that seam. "I want you naked,

baby. Give me a reason."

"A. A reason?" Scott went up on tiptoe, taking harsh

breaths.

"Okay, an excuse. Stop trying to think and come for me."

He pushed hard, right where Scott's hole was.

"Uh. Uh-huh..." He could smell it, Scott's musk and heat

just filling the air.

"Yeah, just let go and come for me, baby. I want to play

with you. I want to fill you with that plug and tie you down on
that big bed up there."

That was all it took, Scott whimpering, hips humping

restlessly as his baby shot hard.

"Yeah, that's my baby."
He drew Scott back into his lap, burying his nose in Scott's

neck and breathing deeply.

"God, I love how you smell with sex on you."
Scott moaned, panted, throat working for him.
"Mmm..." He nibbled and licked, and then sucked up a new

mark next to the one he'd left the night before.

"Josh. Bed." Pushy, pushy.
Lucky for him, he and Scott had the same agenda. He

stood and half walked, half dragged Scott toward the stairs.
"You just want me to tie you up."

"I do not. I just want you naked."

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"No, I'm on to you, baby. You like the idea. You like it a

lot." He goosed Scott as soon as they got to the top of the
stairs.

Scott bounced and squeaked, moving faster.
Laughing, he slid off his pants, his cock full from teasing

Scott. "There you go, baby. I'm naked. Your turn."

It took Scott longer, but not much longer, the shirt and

jeans tossed aside, the pretty waxed pube area wiped clean.

With a growl, he grabbed Scott's hips and tugged them

together. "You want me to do it right now, baby?"

"Mmm?" Scott pressed closer, lips parted as he got a deep,

wanton kiss.

He took another one, backing Scott up against the bed.

"Focus, baby. I'm going to tie you up and have my wicked
way with you."

"If I feel stupid, you'll stop, yeah? No pictures?"
"I'm not going to take any pictures—if I want to see you

tied up again, then I'll just tie you up again." He kissed Scott
again. "And you're not going to feel stupid. You're going to
feel sexy because I know you, baby. I know you want this."
He did—he could feel the heat pouring off Scott.

"It. I don't know, but I'll try it. For you." Right. For him.
"Go lie on the bed, baby." He took one more kiss. "Spread

for me."

He didn't wait to see if Scott obeyed him, just went to his

bags and dug out the silk ropes he'd picked up before coming
up to the cabin.

Scott had managed the on the bed part beautifully, the

spread part, not as well.

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Josh chuckled. His baby still managed to look sexy though.

He tossed the ropes onto the bed, where they landed half on
Scott's belly.

Scott jumped like they were snakes, then reached for

them, running them through his fingers. "Oh. They're soft."

"Of course they are, baby. This is supposed to feel good."
He climbed up onto the bed, Scott's legs spreading

automatically for him, making him smile.

Scott gave him an answering grin, hands reaching up to

touch him.

"Do that while you can, baby." He caught one hand and

turned the palm, kissing it.

Those fingers wrapped around his cheek, stroking gently.
He kissed Scott's palm again. "You're trying to distract

me."

"Is it working?" Scott asked.
"Not well enough." He grabbed one of the ropes and

looped it around Scott's wrist. One last kiss to the palm and
he stretched Scott's arm up, looping the other end of the rope
around the bedpost.

Scott's eyes were huge, staring at his hands, tying the

rope off.

Josh smiled, and slowly kissed his way down along Scott's

outstretched arm, the soft, sensitive skin of Scott's inner arm
warm against his lips. He loved the way Scott's skin shivered
and shuddered for him, the way the muscles went tight.
Nuzzling his nose into Scott's underarm, he chuckled as Scott
jerked, the tickling backing them away from the edge just a
touch. He nibbled his way across to Scott's mouth, smiling

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against his lover's lips. "You look amazing—I can't wait to do
your other wrist."

"Perv." Scott's tongue traced his smile, the tip just pushing

in to stroke across his teeth.

"You are," he agreed with a wink.
God, Scott made his blood sing.
He kissed his way up along the inside of Scott's other arm,

stretching it out as he went. This one took a little more effort,
Scott shivering a little, tugging against him. He got the rope
around Scott's wrist though, and then tied the other end to
the other bedpost, giving Scott just enough slack to wriggle
between the two. He sat back moaning, and jacking himself a
little. "You look incredible, baby."

Those lean cheeks blushed, Scott's eyes on his cock, his

hand. "Yeah?"

"Oh yeah." He stroked a few more times and then licked

his lips, eyes traveling over Scott's body. "The plug next. And
the cock ring. And then your legs."

And then he was going to fuck Scott's mouth.
Scott went pink, cock throbbing good and hard. Yeah.

Yeah, someone wanted that.

And he thought maybe they'd better go with the cock ring

first.

He got up and got the ring. "That plug in your bag, baby?"

He'd brought one if it wasn't. Just in case.

"Yeah. Yeah, it's in my little shaving kit bag, in a plastic

baggie." He chuckled at his meticulous lover.

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He found the shaving kit in question, retrieving the plug

and returning to the bed. "You ready for the rest of this ride,
baby?"

"Yes..." Scott's plug was short, but wide, heavy.

Impressive. His sweet little slut.

Josh climbed back onto the bed, admiring the stretched

form, fingers sliding over skin. "You really do look beautiful,
baby. Needy."

The cock ring he'd brought was a simple band and he

stretched it around his fingers, slipping it over the hard flesh
of Scott's cock.

He got a long sound, Scott arching for him, so sweet.
Leaning down, he took the very tip of Scott's cock into his

mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue across the slit as he
slipped his fingers out of the ring and let it close around the
base of Scott's cock.

Scott twisted, sobbing, pushing toward his lips.
He circled the head a few times with his tongue, and then

pulled off with a last sucking kiss. "I'm going to make you
crazy, baby," he promised.

"Going to? Christ." Scott tugged at the ropes, just pulling.
He laughed softly and kissed Scott's hip, and then took his

lover's legs and pushed them up and back, exposing that
sweet hole.

"God, I feel like you can see everything." Yes, his baby

was used to being the one that was watching through the
camera lens.

"I can, baby."

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Bending, he licked at Scott's hole, tasting the heat and

musk of his lover.

Scott groaned, hips jerking, that sweet hole begging for

him.

Humming, he licked and teased, playing with the wrinkled

flesh until Scott was writhing. Then he stabbed his tongue
inside, pushing it as deep as he could. He pressed Scott's
thighs back, supported the shaking muscles as he drove his
lover higher. Josh fucked Scott with his tongue, enjoying the
noises Scott showered him with, until that sweet hole was
grasping at his tongue, dripping and ready for the plug.

"Please. Please. Love. Please!" Scott shuddered, tugging

on the ropes furiously.

"You need this now, don't you?" He slid the plug along

Scott's cock, nudged the tight sacs with it.

"I need. Please." Scott rolled, begging with all he had.
"You beg so prettily." He rewarded that by sliding the plug

into Scott's body in one slow, smooth motion, watching as
Scott's body seemed to just suck it right in.

Scott groaned, bound cock jerking violently, fighting the

ring.

He rubbed his cheek against Scott's inner thigh, letting his

stubble scratch the sensitive skin, giving Scott another
sensation to split his focus on. The heat pouring off his baby
just stunned him, made his balls ache. He turned the rubbing
into kissing, slowly working his way down Scott's leg, just like
he'd done with his baby's arms.

God, Scott was pure sex.

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The muscles under his lips jerked and trembled, fluttering

against him.

He was going to blow Scott's mind—he already was. It

made him smile against Scott's skin, made him moan as he
wrapped the rope around Scott's right ankle.

"Josh ... I need to come, lover." Those legs spread so

pretty, all for him.

"Not yet, baby." He slid his hands up along the stretched

out calf, smiling at Scott, meeting the glazed and needy eyes.
"You just need to wait a little longer."

"You ... you make me crazy."
"That makes us even, baby."
He moved a little faster, fingers trailing along Scott's other

leg, and then wrapping the rope around his ankle.

There. All stretched out for him.
God.
"I. You look hungry." Scott gasped, tried to work his ass

against the sheets.

"And you look like the best banquet a hungry man could

ask for." He slowly laid himself down on Scott, their pricks
rubbing together as he took a kiss. The kiss rocked him, bone
deep, Scott as hungry as he'd ever seen him. One taste
flowed into another as they devoured each other.

"Here," he muttered when he finally broke away, "I've got

something for you."

He got a curious, questioning little sound, Scott's body

reaching for him, and he crawled along Scott's body until his
knees were snuggled up along Scott's pits, the tip of his prick
bouncing against his baby's face. "I need your mouth."

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"Josh..." Scott nodded, entire body shivering as Scott

opened for him.

He painted Scott's lips first, sliding his cock over them.

Then he fed his cock between them, pushing slowly into
Scott's mouth.

Hot. Wet. Perfect. His head fell back as those lips

surrounded him. He took it slowly to start with, hips rocking
slowly, not going too deep which let Scott keep control,
mouth and tongue working him.

Scott pulled hard, eyes closed, focused on him, on his

prick.

Deeper and deeper he pushed, watching as his prick

disappeared between swollen, red lips.

"So good, baby. I knew you'd shine at this."
Scott didn't answer, but the man didn't have to, just pulled

harder and faster, demanding his pleasure.

He nodded and leaned forward, grabbing into the

headboard as he took Scott's mouth. His balls slapped against
Scott's chin, the tip of his cock pushing into that hot throat.

Scott swallowed hard, the muscles gripping him almost

painfully. Goddamn.

"Baby ... Scott." His cock jerked and his balls emptied,

come spilling into Scott's mouth.

Every drop was swallowed, Scott's lips wet and shining

against his skin.

He slowly rocked his hips back and forth, loathe to leave

that hot mouth. Finally, he took pity on Scott, knowing his
baby needed to come, and he slid out, took another kiss.

Scott whimpered, eyes wide, desperate. "Please."

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"I want you to come in my mouth, baby. And we'll leave

the plug in for the rest of the day. I want to watch you
walking with it in." He kissed his way slowly down Scott's
body, stopping to lick and suck on Scott's nipples.

"Josh. Josh, I need." Scott moved restlessly, tugging at the

ropes constantly, head tossing.

"I know, baby." Oh yeah, he knew. And Scott was fucking

stunning in his need. He took the head of Scott's cock back
into his mouth, started sucking hard.

Scott screamed, balls red and tight, that lean body

convulsing, fighting for an orgasm.

Josh grabbed the ring with his fingers, mouth coming off

Scott's cock as he dragged it up and off.

Spunk sprayed, hitting his chin and jaw, Scott's hips

fucking the air.

He licked Scott's cock clean, tongue gentle, mindful of how

sensitive Scott's flesh had to be.

Scott whimpered, little breaths almost like sobs filling the

air.

He reached down and released the ropes around Scott's

ankles, and then slid up to untie his arms.

"There you go, baby," he murmured, taking Scott into his

arms. "You did so well. So well."

"Josh." Scott pressed close, tremors shaking him.
"Right here. I've got you." He ran his hands slowly over

Scott's skin, touching, loving, holding on.

Scott relaxed for him, dozing in his arms, solid and sated

and so fine.

He just kept holding on and considered never letting go.

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Funny how that thought wasn't so scary anymore.

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Chapter Seven
He was sore when he woke up—sore and stretched and

happy. Warm. Cuddled. Scott stretched out, rubbing lazily
against Josh, eyes closed as he focused on simply feeling.

Man, this cabin was beautiful.
"Mmm ... you're awake," murmured Josh, squeezing him

tight for a moment and dropping a kiss on his head.

"Mmm. Not really. I'm basking." Like a lizard, but without

the tongue thing.

Josh laughed softly, body moving against his. "Basking."

He got another kiss, this one on his nose. "I knew you'd love
it. Knew you'd love being tied up."

"I was basking over the cabin, not the rope." Not the rope.
That had Josh laughing harder. "If you say so, baby.

Maybe we should do it again right now, though, to refresh
your memory."

"Huh?" His memory was fine. Just fine.
"Well if you're not basking over the ropes, you must have

forgotten all about them."

Scott chuckled, shook his head. The ropes had been ... He

wasn't even sure how to describe it. Too much? Not enough?

"You looked amazing, baby. I could have gotten off just

looking at you."

"It was hard, not touching you." Hard. Yeah. That was a

way to describe it.

"You're not tied down now..." Josh's body pushed up

against his, the movement as suggestive as the words.

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Scott laughed again, hands sliding down Josh's spine,

dragging them tight together.

Josh's legs tangled with his, cock settling hard and hot

against his hip. "Feel so good, baby."

"Mmmhmm." He did. He felt fabulous, relaxed, sexy.
Josh's fingers slid over his belly and moved up toward his

nipples. He shivered, muscles going tight as he waited,
wanted. His nipples drew up like pebbles, still aching from last
night, so fucking sensitive.

"So needy, baby. I love that about you." Finally—finally—

Josh's fingers reached his right nipple, fingers pinching,
tugging.

He gritted his teeth, eyes squeezing closed as the ache

intensified. "You. You make it hard to wear a shirt."

"Clothes are overrated, baby." Josh was laughing, fingers

playing.

"Uh-huh. They ache after you work them. I feel it for

days."

"That's kind of the point. That and," Josh said, pinching

and making him arch and hiss, "getting reactions like that."

"Bitch." He could imagine them, pierced and hard,

throbbing all the time.

"No, I just know what you want." Josh's lips teased his

earlobe, then sharp teeth bit. "I know what you need."

His breath pushed from him, his hips rocking like he was

being fucked, good and hard.

"Mmm ... I do love the way you need." Josh's mouth

covered his as they rolled, putting him beneath Josh's strong
body.

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Scott covered Josh's lips in a strong kiss, tongue fucking

Josh's mouth, shutting the man up. Josh undulated, body
sliding against him, rubbing their pricks together and pushing
his body into the mattress. He rubbed back, trying to keep
up, to push back. It wasn't easy though, with Josh's fingers
finding his nipples again, squeezing and teasing them as
Josh's movements grew stronger. He grabbed Josh's wrists,
moaning at the sweet mix of pleasure and pain.

"Want me to stop?" Josh asked, eyes twinkling down at

him.

"I. Uh." Did he? Shit.
"I'll take that as a no." Josh licked at his neck, and slid

down a little, mouth moving to gnaw gently at his collarbone.

He relaxed a little, body moving under Josh, sliding slow

and easy. Hot and wet, Josh's tongue slid on his skin, cock
dragging down over his thigh as Josh moved down a little
farther.

His nipple was targeted again, and again it reached up for

Josh, demanding attention. Josh's tongue flicked across the
tip, the touch barely there. A soft whimper left him, his entire
focus on that tiny bit of skin. Josh didn't touch it again, didn't
move at all, just breathed on it, holding still. Shivers moved
all through him, his breath panting from him. He grew tighter
as Josh just kept still, not doing anything at all and still
managing to drive him crazy.

When it came, it came without warning, Josh's mouth

dropping over his nipple and sucking hard. His scream rang
out, hips jerking violently as he shot, without a touch to his

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cock. Josh hummed around his nipple and then let it go,
tongue sliding along his chest and belly, licking him clean.

The look in those eyes when Josh glanced up at him could

only be called smug. Of course, as good as he felt, Josh could
be smug. Josh could be anything he wanted.

* * * *

Two long, solid nights of sleep, hours and hours of making

love. Sweet love. Hot love. Kinky love.

Josh felt pretty fucking good.
Too bad it was Sunday afternoon and the weekend rapidly

coming to an end. He should probably call Ginny when they
got back from their walk, make sure there weren't any
emergencies that needed his touch. And he had to work those
figures on the Hindeberg file.

The sun and breeze and fresh air and leaves crunching

under his feet faded as he started organizing his evening, and
he shook himself. It might be coming to an end, but his
weekend off wasn't over yet.

The camera shutter clicked, over and over, Scott

wandering away and close, taking pictures of everything.

Sexy beast.
He stopped and leaned against a tree, watching the focus

on Scott's face as he took his pictures. His baby loved
working, loved being behind the camera, snapping away,
looking at everything.

They were both a pair of workaholics. Luckily they played

as hard as they worked.

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Grinning, he made his way over to where Scott was

focused on a moss covered trunk, sliding his hands around
the slender waist.

"Mmm. Hey." Scott leaned, ass cuddling into the curve of

his body.

"You really love that, don't you?" It was exciting seeing

Scott in his element.

"Hmm?" Scott smiled, leaning in farther, camera clicking

away.

"Taking pictures. You're very passionate about it. Almost

as passionate as you are about sex with me."

"Almost. I'm better at pictures."
"Mmm ... I don't know. I think you're selling yourself short

in the bed department. It's just more ... private."

"It is that. I can't see you doing public."
"Now, that, baby, is perverted." He gave Scott a wink and

rubbed their hips together.

"Yep. Perverted as hell." Scott stood, turned to step close

to him.

He slid his hand along Scott's ass. "Doing it in the woods is

pretty pervy, too, you know."

"I. Yes. Yeah, it is." He could bind Scott's hands to a

branch, stretch that lean body out for him. Scott's shirt could
double as a rope in a pinch.

He started undoing buttons. "You like pervy, don't you?"
"I. I like you." That was a cop out.
"And you like the things I do to you." He pushed Scott's

shirt off his shoulders, tugging the sleeves down.

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The camera hung on its strap, resting on Scott's belly.

"Yeah. Yeah, I do."

Those pretty nipples were dark red, swollen.
"Yes. You do." He slid his fingers across Scott's right

nipple, moaning as Scott shuddered at the touch.

"Josh. Josh, please. They're sensitive." Yes. Yes, he knew

that.

"And just begging for my touch." He backed off though,

taking Scott's shirt and twirling it into a makeshift rope. "Take
off the camera, baby. I'd hate for it to get ruined.

"That would suck." Scott got the precious Nikon packed

away, not even paying attention to him.

He spent a moment finding the perfect tree. He needed a

solid branch that was only just far enough up off the ground
to stretch Scott out. There. It was perfect. Scott would have
to be on his tip-toes, but Josh didn't see that as a problem at
all.

Scott stood, lithe body twisting, that lovely stomach

rippling under the sun. It made him wish for a camera of his
own, to capture this moment, the stunning beauty.

"Come here." The words came out as little more than a

growl, his voice stolen by need. It did his ego good, the way
Scott moved without thought, heading toward him. He
wrapped his arms around Scott's middle, and nuzzled his
neck, licking at a mark he'd left. "Raise your arms up, baby."
He laughed softly and added, "Reach for the sky."

Scott blinked at him, hands lifting as far as his shoulders.

He chuckled and slid his fingers up along Scott's sides. "You
can do better than that, baby."

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"I. We're outside, Josh." Scott's arms raised a little higher.
"Yeah, we are—we mentioned it earlier. About it being

pervy and all." Grinning, he looped the end of his shirt-rope
around Scott's wrists and tugged his arms up higher.

"I. You won't leave me out here, right?" Scott went up on

tiptoe.

"Baby, I'm hurt you asked." Like he would ever leave Scott

tied up anywhere. They were going to have work on the trust
thing.

"I know. I know, it's just. It's weird, being out here like

this."

Tying the shirt around the tree, Josh slid his hands down

along Scott's arms. "This is private property and no one will
be out here, so just relax into it and enjoy the beautiful day."

Scott moved toward his touch, tongue sliding out to wet

the kiss-swollen lips.

"Gorgeous." The word slid from him as he took Scott in.
"Kiss me? Please?" Scott tugged at the shirt a little,

making the branch creak.

"Always so pushy," he noted, nonetheless leaning for a

kiss.

Their lips clung together, Scott moaning low. "I asked

nicely."

"Mmm ... you did. And I believe I kissed you nicely in

return." Nice, full on dirty—they were close enough.

"Mmmhmm. Again?"
Josh threw his head back and laughed, and then took Scott

mouth in a kiss that no one could possibly mistake for nice.
Scott opened for him, so well, tongue sliding against his. He

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worked open Scott's jeans, tugging them open enough to
reach his lover's cock. He felt Scott's moan, more than heard
it, the sound rocking through him.

Deepening the kiss, he ran his hands over Scott's back and

grabbed that tight ass, tugging their lower bodies together,
rubbing Scott's cock against his jeans. Scott's muscles
bunched and tensed, rocking them together, driving them
together. His own prick was hard in his jeans, but he didn't
take it out, enjoying the tease, the need denied.

Pushing a hand beneath Scott's jeans, he slid his fingers

along the hot crack. Scott's ass tensed, squeezed his fingers,
a shudder rocking his baby. Yeah. Yeah, that was fine. He
pushed his index finger down, finding that tight little hole. He
circled it, pressed the tip of his finger in as he nipped Scott's
lower lip. Scott opened up to him, mouth and ass, letting him
in, letting him have what he needed.

The birds sang, the sun shone, gentle breezes sliding over

them, but he barely noticed any of it. His entire focus was on
Scott, on how the naked skin felt against his clothed body, on
how the heat of Scott's ass pulled his finger in deeper and
begged for more.

One leg hooked around his hip, Scott swaying dangerously

for a moment before they balanced again. "Josh. I. Please."

He pushed a second finger in with the first, his other hand

wrapping around Scott's cock and tugging. "Come on, then,
baby. Show me how good it is."

"Oh. You. In me." Scott threw his head back, moving

faster, rocking between Josh's hands. Yeah, him in Scott.
There wasn't much better in the world.

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Bending, he wrapped his lips around one of Scott's nipples.

He squeezed with one hand and pushed with the other, the
branch creaking as Scott sawed back and forth.

"I..." Scott's motions grew jerky and wild, hips pumping

furiously.

If Scott could utter even that one word, he wasn't trying

hard enough yet. So he moved to the other nipple, biting this
time, and pushed a third finger into the tight heat of Scott's
body.

Something close to his name rang out, Scott jerking and

rocking on his fingers. That was what he was looking for,
what he wanted. He tugged on Scott's nipple, pulling on the
abused flesh. Scott went wild for him, cries filling the air, heat
spraying over his fingers.

He gentled his touches, tongue lapping at the red nipple

instead of biting, his fingers moving much slower now as he
worked Scott through the orgasm and then brought his baby
gently down from that high. A series of shudders shook Scott,
but his lover trusted him, relaxed for him.

Josh gave that poor sweet nipple one last kiss and let his

fingers slide away. Taking a half step back, he brought his
hand up to his mouth and made sure Scott was watching
before starting to lick the come from his own skin.

"Josh..." Scott's cock jerked, the spent flesh trying to

respond.

"You taste good, baby." He held his hand up to Scott's

mouth. Scott's tongue flicked out, sliding over his skin. His
own cock responded, throbbed inside his jeans. "That's right,
baby, lick me clean."

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Those eyes flashed up to him, Scott's cheeks pinking,

tongue moving, cleaning him.

"You know what that taste needs? It needs another strong

flavor to accompany it." He looked down at the bulge pushing
at his jeans. He reached up with his free hand, going for the
makeshift rope.

Scott moaned as his arms fell. "Oh. Oh, I was stretched."
He rubbed Scott's biceps, sliding his fingers up and down

along them. "You were. You looked amazing. Like a feast all
trussed up and waiting for me." His prick agreed, throbbing,
reminding him he still needed.

"I was. For you." Scott's fingers reached for his belt.
Oh yes, that's what he wanted, Scott making him come

now. He sucked in his belly, giving Scott room. "Only for me.
I won't share you." Not with anyone.

"No. No, I don't want you to." Scott popped his button,

fingertips brushing his cock.

He groaned, hips jerking. He shook his head. "Mine."
"Yeah. Yeah, Josh." Scott sank down on his knees, hands

spreading the cloth of Josh's jeans.

"Uh-huh." Hips jerked, he pushed his cock toward Scott's

mouth, the swollen lips glistening.

Scott took him in, swallowed him down, throat working

around his cock.

"Baby..." It wasn't just the heat and the suction. It wasn't

just that Scott was so good at this. It was that his baby loved
it, wanted it, needed it. His fingers slid through Scott's hair,
just stroking. For now.

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Scott watched him, looked up at him. Fucking loved him—

how screwed was that? His mouth opened, a low moan
coming out, and his hips started to move, sliding his prick on
Scott's tongue. Scott went to town, sucking and licking, that
sweet mouth driving him crazy.

His fingers tightened in Scott's hair, almost without him

realizing it. All his focus was on his cock and Scott's mouth.
That pretty mouth took him in, took him all, his prick
spreading Scott's lips wide. In and out, he fucked Scott's
mouth, going a little deeper with every thrust. And every
thrust, his lover let him in deeper.

He could feel Scott's sucking all the way to his toes, and

his hips moved faster, his breath growing short. "Soon," he
gasped.

He got a nod, a groan, Scott swallowing around his cock.

The groan was still vibrating as Scott's throat closed over his
cock and he shouted Scott's name, hips snapping as he came.
Scott didn't miss a drop, just sucked and swallowed, sending
him flying. His knees nearly buckled, but he locked them,
refusing to pull out before Scott was ready to let his cock go.

When Scott finally pulled off, his shaft was half-hard again,

shining and wet.

"You're too good at that," he murmured, stroking Scott's

cheek, thumb rubbing across the swollen lips.

Scott kissed his thumb. "I enjoy it."
"So do I." He tugged Scott up, opening those swollen lips

and taking a kiss.

Scott cuddled in, soft and warm, relaxed.

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"You know what the only problem with making love outside

is?" he asked.

"Ants? Sunburn? Random bears?"
He loved that Scott could make him laugh. "The only

problem with making love outside, aside from ants, sunburn
and random bears, is that we have to get dressed and hike
back to the cabin before we can cuddle in front of the fire."

"Yeah. But there is that whole cuddling thing. That's pretty

damned cool."

"So what you're saying is focus on the prize instead of the

waiting to get to it?" He kissed Scott's nose. "You're smart as
well as cute."

"Not. Cute."
"You are so very cute." He tucked his cock away, zipped

back up.

"Not." Scott went for his shirt.
He groaned at the sight of Scott's little white ass as his

baby bent. If they didn't get back to the cabin soon he'd wind
up doing Scott right here in the woods. He licked his lips.
"Are, too."

"Am not." He could do things to that smooth, hairless ass

that would make Scott's eyes cross.

They were going to have to book another weekend. Maybe

a whole week. "Are."

"Not." Oh, yeah. A whole week.

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Chapter Eight
He waved to the parking attendant, who waved back.
Christ, he'd been here a few times, huh?
Poor Josh had called half an hour ago, sounding like death

warmed over. It'd been almost a week and Scott knew Josh
didn't sleep without him, Scott knew, but he didn't know how
bad it was. He also didn't realize that he'd drop everything,
pack a bag, and drive across town on a single sentence.

"Baby, I need you."
Scott parked and grabbed his bag and his cameras and

headed for the stairs.

Man, he was going to have thighs like rocks.
His phone rang about the ninth floor, and he ignored it—he

was about halfway up.

When he got there, Josh was waiting for him at the top of

the stairs, looking worse than he'd sounded, but still
managing to look happy to see him.

Josh's arms opened. "Hey, baby."
"H ... hey." He pushed right into those arms, lifting up on

his toes to get a kiss.

Josh's mouth descended on his, eager, hungry, all but

devouring him. The door closed behind him, his bags hitting
the floor with a dull thud. Josh dragged him down the hall
toward the bedroom, hands hard on his skin, mouth never
leaving his.

He followed easily, hands sliding over Josh's hair, down the

tight shoulders.

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They got to the bedroom and Josh pushed him up against

the wall, his back slamming against the wood.

Right here. Right here, Josh. He moaned into Josh's lips,

tongue sliding against Josh's.

Josh's hips ground against his, cock hard and trapped

inside a pair of slacks.

"Why aren't you naked?" Hell, why wasn't he naked yet?
"Couldn't sleep. Went for a walk."
"You should have called earlier. I was up." He tugged at

Josh's shirt.

Josh just nodded and helped with the shirt, buttons

popping as Josh yanked it open.

Sexy fucker. He reached out, fingers splayed, palms on

those sweet little nipples. They rose up under his hand,
reaching for his touch. His own shirt was given the same
treatment as Josh's, even more buttons bouncing across the
floor.

"Hey." He pinched Josh's nipples, hard. He liked that shirt.
Josh half gasped, half laughed. "Get the pants off, baby, or

they'll suffer the same fate."

"You too. You too." He pinched again. "Now, Josh."
"Pushy, baby." Still, Josh was whipping those pants off like

they were on fire.

"Uh-huh. You can make me pay for it."
"Oh, I will, baby."
Josh's fingers hooked around his waistband. "I tear these

and you'll be stuck here with nothing to wear..."

"Don't you dare."

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Josh took a single step backward. "You've got ten seconds,

baby."

He lifted his chin, the air between them suddenly charged

and dangerous. "Are you going to count?"

One of Josh's eyebrows went up. "Ten ... nine..."
He groaned, cock throbbing as he fumbled with his fly.
"Eight ... seven..." Josh's voice had gone rough, needy.
"Fuck." He tore the zipper open, dropping his pants with a

cry.

"Thank God." Josh pushed back up against him, their cocks

slapping together as he was driven against the wall again,
Josh wild.

"Come on. Come on, take what you need, man." Take him.
"You slick?" Josh asked, hand sliding around to feel up his

ass, one finger pushing at his hole.

He didn't answer. He didn't have to, with Josh's finger

pushing deep. He'd been playing earlier, fucking himself with
a dildo, getting himself off so he could sleep.

"Oh, fuck, baby."
Grabbing his ass in both hands, Josh picked him up,

spreading his cheeks apart for the hard, needy cock.

"Uh-huh. Fuck me. Now. Hard." That cock filled him up,

spread him wide.

Moaning, Josh did as he asked, pushing up into him over

and over.

He pushed back, riding hard, adding his own strength to

his lover's.

"Yeah. Baby. Fuck." Josh grunted, slamming him up

against the wall with each thrust.

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"Yours. Come on. Come on, love. Now." He squeezed as

hard as he could.

"Scott!" His name shouted out, and Josh filled him with

heat, prick jerking inside him.

The flush of heat shoved him over the edge, his own seed

spraying over Josh's belly.

Josh sagged against him, right there against the wall.

"Christ, baby. I needed that. Needed you."

"Right here, man. Right here for you." He stroked the

damp hair at Josh's nape. "Come on. Bed. You and me."

Josh nodded, arms wrapping around him as Josh stepped

away from the wall, carrying him with that prick still buried
deep inside him. It was only a few steps to the bed, and Josh
sat and then lay back, trying, and failing, to wriggle up and
not come loose.

The two of them were laughing by the time they were lying

comfortably, face to face, on Josh's big bed.

"Hey." He grinned over, tracing Josh's face. "Missed you,

huh?"

"Fuck, yeah. Missed you like crazy." Josh smiled back,

beginning to blink slowly.

"You need to sleep." He grinned, kissed Josh's eyelids.
"Yeah. Pretty tired..." One eyelid opened, Josh smiling at

him.

"Yeah. I'm right here, man. Right here for you."
Right here where he belonged, whether he wanted to think

about that or not.

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He hadn't slept in four days and now that he was sleeping

he didn't want to wake up. Except the sun was shining in,
warming his cheeks. And better than that, his arms were full
of Scott. He tugged Scott in closer, trying to convince himself
he was still asleep.

Scott murmured, tugging him closer, petting him.
Oh, he could get used to this.
Right.
Like he wasn't already used to it. Like the only reason why

he'd had a good night's sleep wasn't because of the man in
his arms.

He opened his eyes, smiling down at Scott. Sharp-angled

and pointed, Scott's face begged for kisses, caresses. Bending
his head, he gave them, lips sliding over Scott's skin.

Scott's lips parted, skin warming for him as his baby

arched, reaching for him.

He hooked a leg around Scott's, tugging him closer.
Their morning wood bumped together, hot silk on hot silk,

making him groan.

"Mmm. Morning." Scott cuddled, lips clinging to his.
"Morning." He was supposed to be at work in just over a

half hour, but he couldn't bring himself to get out of bed.

He deepened the kiss, tongue flicking between Scott's lips.
Scott opened up easily, one hand dragging down his back,

wrapping around his hip.

Humming, he began to rock, their cocks sliding together.
"Yeah. Yeah, that..." Scott's eyes opened, smiling up at

him. "Yeah, huh?"

"Fuck, yeah."

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The covers slid halfway down, and he stroked his hand

along Scott's side, enjoying the warmth and smoothness of
his skin.

Scott laughed for him, stretching under his touch. "You

have to go in this morning?"

He shook his head. "I'll need to call and let Ginny know."

He wasn't going anywhere, though. He was horny and tired
and just wanted to bury himself in Scott.

"Then call, huh? So we can play?"
"That means moving." Josh pushed his hips forward,

sliding his cock alongside Scott's. "For some reason, I'm not
wanting to move."

"No?" Scott's eyes went wide, hips rocking up to meet his.
"Uh-uh." He moved a little faster. "Or at least not wanting

to move out of the bed."

"You're moving just fine in it." Look at that smile, wicked

and hungry.

Laughing, he took Scott's mouth, hips working it.
Scott rolled them over, landing on top of him, straddling

him.

"So pushy," he noted, hips bucking, hands moving to pinch

Scott's nipples.

"Uh. Uh-huh." He grinned. His sweet baby, who still

insisted on pretending to be a big, bad top.

"Gonna ride me, baby?" He couldn't think of a better way

to start the day.

"Mmhmm." Scott nodded, leaned down to take a hard,

sharp-edged kiss, ass sliding on the length of his cock.

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He groaned into the kiss, his fingers digging into Scott's

hips. "Come on. You're still stretched from last night." And
how fucking sexy was that?

"Mmhmm." And Scott took him. Just like that. In down to

the root.

"Baby!" He bucked, cock moving inside Scott, the tight ass

squeezing him.

"Yeah. Got you. Fuck. Fucking good." Scott bounced on his

prick, cock slapping that taut belly on each jerk.

He just nodded, lightning shooting up his spine, his balls

quickly growing tight and aching with need. He held onto
Scott's hips, fingers digging in as he helped Scott come down
on him with force.

Scott's head slammed back, throat working, pretty belly

flushing dark.

"Gonna love you so hard," he muttered. "Gonna play all

day long and blow your mind."

No one could give Scott what he could. No one. Groaning,

he pushed up harder, eyes wide open so he didn't miss a
thing.

"Love." Scott's cry echoed through the room, spunk

splashing over his belly.

"Yes!" He jerked as Scott's body milked his cock, pulling

his orgasm right out of him. He kept moving, hips making
small circles, making the good feelings continue.

"G ... good. Good. Love. Damn."
"Mmm ... yeah. Can you reach my cell, baby? I'll call Ginny

and tell her I'm starting the weekend early." He grinned,
realizing he was making assumptions. "Unless you can't stay."

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Scott grinned. "I brought clothes. I'm yours 'til Monday."
"Oh, baby. I love you." He took a kiss, hand behind Scott's

head, tilting it to deepen the contact.

Scott opened right up, tongue sliding into his mouth,

loving on him. Loving him.

"Get me the phone, baby." He nibbled his way along

Scott's jaw.

"Bossy." Scott moaned, stretched for his cell.
"That's my job, baby." Not his pushy lover's.
"Yeah, yeah." Scott handed him the phone.
He hit the autodial. "Hey, Ginny. Look, I'm not coming in

today."

"You came down with something, didn't you? I knew it—

you looked like hell yesterday," she said.

"Flatterer."
She laughed. "Your voice is pretty rough; it isn't strep, is

it?"

"No, no, it isn't strep."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." He smiled at Scott. He was very sure.
Scott nipped his collarbone, teeth scraping, just a bit.
He groaned, his prick jerking inside Scott's body.
"Boss?"
"Just the chills, Ginny. Can you Fed-Ex me anything that

needs taking care of today?" There was something sexy and
dirty and hot about being in bed, naked and buried inside his
lover's body while on the phone with work.

"You sure you don't need to go see the doctor? I could get

you an appointment."

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"No. No, I'm fine. Or I will be after a couple days rest." Not

that he planned on getting a lot of sleep.

"Okay, take care of yourself, boss."
"I will."
He closed the cell back up, handing it over. "There. Now

I'm officially playing hooky."

"Cool. We have a whole three-day weekend." Scott

grinned, nuzzled his jaw. "Lots of fucking and snoozing."

"Uh-huh. Let's start with the fucking." He circled his hips,

cock moving inside Scott, making them both groan.

"Mmm. Yeah. You have good ideas." Scott groaned, leaned

down and kissed him.

"Uh-huh. In fact I'm having an idea now." He bit at Scott's

lower lip. "I could tie you up now and keep you in my bed the
entire three days."

"You couldn't. I'd have to get up." Logical little shit.
"Don't ruin my fun with logic." He grabbed Scott's hands

and held them behind Scott's back.

Scott's ass squeezed him tight enough his eyes rolled.

Fucking hot, how that excited his baby.

He put both wrists in one hand, stroking up over Scott's

belly with the other, tweaking one nipple, and then the other.

Scott tugged at his grip, hips rolling as those bright eyes

stared down at him.

"I'm not letting go. At least not until I can find something

to tie you up with."

He'd bought some rope on Monday, and put it in the side

table drawer, but he was going to have to let go to get that
himself.

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"Promises, promises." Those eyes challenged him, dared

him to push.

He stared back, and grabbed Scott's pillow, working the

pillowcase off.

"What're you doing?" Scott started rocking, trying to

distract him.

"Getting something to tie..." he moaned, and tried to catch

his breath. "To tie your hands with." It was damn hard
working a pillowcase off one-handed and Scott was not
making it any easier.

"Uh-huh." Fuck, what that man could do with his ass

should be illegal.

His hand squeezed hard around Scott's wrists to keep

himself from grabbing Scott's hips and slamming them
together over and over. The pillowcase finally came loose and
he started wrapping it around Scott's wrists.

Scott groaned, moving faster, just bouncing on his cock.
His hand stuttered. "Baby." He used both hands to tie the

pillowcase ends together, effectively tying Scott's hands
behind his back.

"Oh. Oh, fuck. Josh..." Scott shook, staring at him.
"Yeah, baby." He slid his hands along Scott's arms up to

his shoulders, fingers tracing along Scott's collarbones.

Scott's nipples called to his fingers, rose up and drew his

attention. So very pretty, and so very sensitive.

That hot ass fluttered, milking his cock, Scott responding

like a dream.

A shudder went through him as he fought not to come. He

wasn't ready yet.

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"Look. Look at you. So fucking fine."
He arched, showing off for Scott. "You're looking good

yourself, baby." His cock pushed deep, making his words end
breathy and gaspy.

"Oh. There. There, man. Again."
"If I want. You're so pushy, baby." And didn't he just love

it?

"Don't make me beat you..." Scott's head fell back, throat

working.

He laughed, and it made his cock jerk and move inside

Scott. "Baby—that's my job."

"Right. Come on. Come on, now."
He wrapped his hands around Scott's waist, thumbs

digging into Scott's hip bones. "You come first."

"Oh. Oh, Josh. Please. Please." Mmm. Begging. He

approved.

He pulled Scott down onto his prick, angling for the little

bump that would drive Scott wild. When he hit it, seed
sprayed over his belly, hot and wet.

"Fuck, yes!" He kept pulling Scott down onto his cock,

watching as one aftershock after another went through his
baby.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and his own

orgasm hit like lightning going through his body.

Scott collapsed against him, moaned and shuddering for

him.

He ran his hands along Scott's arms, checking to make

sure the pillow case wasn't too tightly tied. "Damn, baby. You
really get off on getting tied up."

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"I don't ... I don't know what you're taking about..."
"Sure you do, baby. You lit up like Christmas when I got

your hands tied up." He tugged on Scott's bound wrists.

Scott groaned, cuddled closer.
"Do you know why you love it, baby?" he asked,

whispering into Scott's ear.

Scott didn't answer, simply groaned and shook his head.
"I think it's because you get off on the trust. Plus it's kinky

and that sends a jolt between your brain and your cock that
you can't deny."

"I. Shh." Scott groaned, took his mouth in a kiss designed

to make him forget how to talk.

It was cute, the way Scott kept trying to pretend it wasn't

happening, that he wasn't so turned on by it his balls would
ache.

He took the kiss though, returned it eagerly. The truth was

that everything about Scott made him hot—kisses, fucking,
the kinky stuff.

Scott shuddered, hands twisting in the pillowcase.
"I think I'll leave you like this, baby. You don't need your

hands."

"Josh..." Fuck, that was hot, hearing his name in that tone.
"Oh, yeah, I think that's exactly what we'll do. I've got

rope, which will hold the knot better than the pillow case. I
can let the ends dangle, baby. They'll brush your ass
whenever you move." Fuck, he could just see it.

"I ... I can't. Josh, this is." Scott moaned, cock trying to

fill.

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"This is exactly what you want." He grinned, and then

groaned as his cock softened enough to slip out of Scott's
body.

"The whole weekend."
"Josh..." Look at that. Look at his baby.
This was going to be amazing fun.

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Chapter Nine
Tied.
His fucking hands were tied.
He just.
It.
He.
Fuck.
Scott twisted, pressing close to Josh, head just swimming.

"Josh. Love. Please."

Josh smiled down at him, hands looping around his waist,

fingers flicking the rope that tied his hands, making it swing
and brush across the top of his ass.

"Fucker." He couldn't do this. He couldn't.
"And you love it."
Josh's lips slid across his, hand sliding down to cup his ass,

warm and solid where the ropes were fluttery and light.

"I." He did not. Fuck. "I can't eat like this."
"Sure you can."
Josh tugged him into the kitchen and sat him down.
"What do you want?"
"I. What?" This was just deeply fucking insane.
"Pancakes? Bacon? Fruit?" Josh sat down next to him,

fingers reaching out to touch him. "I'll feed you anything you
want."

"This is weird." His balls ached from wanting so much.
"The word you're looking for is kinky." Josh's hand slid

down over his chest, headed for his erection. "Maybe you're
not hungry at the moment?"

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He groaned, shifting on the chair, reaching for that hand.

"I'm hungry."

He needed.
"But not for food." God, Josh's eyes saw right into him.

Knew.

His cock was taken, grasped in Josh's hand. He almost fell

off the chair, his ass sliding on the wood.

"Careful," murmured Josh, arm going around him to drag

him into Josh's lap.

He shifted, trying to keep his balance, to keep control.

Goddamn it.

Josh's mouth covered his and he was bent back over Josh's

arm, that hand on his cock slowly jacking him.

Whimpering, he pushed his tongue into Josh's lips, balls

tight and aching as that hand made him crazy.

"You see?" Josh whispered against his lips. "I can take care

of you—you don't need your hands." Josh squeezed his cock
tight and bent him back farther over Josh's arm.

"Josh. Josh, fuck. Don't drop me." He gasped, feeling as

off-fucking-balance as he'd ever been.

"I'm not going to drop you, Scott. I'm going to make you

fly."

"I. This is fucked up." Hard. Exciting. Maddening.
"You can't deny this, baby." Josh squeezed his cock again,

moving faster and bringing him closer to the edge.

He closed his eyes, biting down hard on his lips as he

fought the urge to scream.

Josh's mouth slid over his throat, and then found a spot

and stuck there, sucking blood toward the surface.

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His groan escaped him, feet kicking wildly. Need. He

needed.

"Come on, Scott. Show me. Give it to me." Josh's mouth

landed on his again, sucking at his tongue.

He shot, sobbing through his orgasm, his knees drawing

up with the power of it.

Josh's hand slowed, pulling out one aftershock and then

another from his body.

"Fuck, you're sexy, baby. Make me want so much."
He groaned, words lost, everything but sensation just too

much.

Josh painted his lips with his own come, and then licked it

up, moaning.

His poor cock jerked, just trying to do something, which

wasn't going to happen.

Maybe never again.
Josh cuddled him close. "Feeling more hungry for food

now?"

"Uh. Uh-huh." Food good. Ugh.
Chuckling, Josh put him down on the chair again. "I've got

yogurt and fruit, does that sound good? Anything else'll take
cooking and you may or may not wind up with something that
resembles real food."

He managed to chuckle. The man was trying to starve him.

"That's good. Fruit is good."

"I can see if there's somewhere that will deliver

breakfast..." Or Josh could just untie his hands and let him
cook. Man didn't seem inclined to do that though.

"I can make pancakes." Sort of.

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"Oh, yeah? With your hands tied behind your back? How

does one pick up a talent like that?"

"You can't leave me like this, Josh. I'll get cramps."
"I'll tie them up to your headboard after we've eaten, and

massage the muscles." Josh smiled at him, eyes hot as they
looked at him.

"Bitch. I can't pee like this either."
"You can pee sitting. Or I can hold it for you." Josh winked,

bringing over a container of yogurt and a bowl of cut up fresh
fruit.

"Stop it." He rolled his eyes, trying out a growl to see if it

worked.

Josh sat next to him and picked up a pear slice. "I think it's

sexy, baby, feeding you like this. Taking care of you. I like
knowing you trust me enough to take care of you."

That wasn't fair.
At all.
Really.
He opened up, reached for the bite.
Josh's fingers slipped over his lips as the pear slice slid into

his mouth. "Mmm ... tastes good, doesn't it?"

"Mmhmm." It did. It tasted cold and sweet and slick. He

opened his mouth for another bite.

This time Josh fed him a grape. "You know, it's a good

thing I brought home that fruit basket someone sent on
Wednesday, or we'd have had to order. Unless, of course, you
like mustard and ketchup as a main meal."

"No. You'd have to untie me and let me feed us."

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"Letting you feed us sounds almost as sexy as seeing you

bound all weekend."

"Almost, huh?" Damn.
"Yes. Almost. You can do it next week."
Josh fed him a slice of apple. "Look me in the eye and tell

me you don't like me tying you up."

"I." He didn't know. He didn't know what he thought. "I'm

not sure if like is the right word."

"No? You've come more times than is probably healthy

ever since I tied up your hands."

"Shut up." He wasn't into this. He was just into Josh. Just

Josh.

"You fight it so hard, baby."
Josh picked up a piece of pineapple and put it in his own

mouth, then kissed him, the sweet juice flooding his mouth
with Josh's tongue.

Scott groaned, pushing close, kissing Josh with all he had.
"And yet you respond so beautifully," Josh murmured as

their mouths parted so they could breathe.

"You make me crazed." Had from the beginning.
Josh nodded. "I know the feeling, baby. You're under my

skin, big time."

"Can we ... Let's sit on the sofa." He was beginning to get

uncomfortable, tired.

"You want a shower, baby?"
Josh stood and bent, picking him up and carrying him

down the hall.

"You..." Jesus, Josh was strong. Really.
Josh chuckled. "I love it when you get incoherent."

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They got to the big bathroom with its huge shower. "Turn

on the light, baby."

"Fuck you, Josh." Right, like he could.
"Ooo, showering in the dark—romantic." Josh gave him a

wink and turned him so his hands were at the light switch.
"Sorry, baby, I didn't mean to tease."

"I'm going to bite you. Hard." He flicked the light on.
"Is that a promise or a threat, baby?" Josh waggled his

eyebrows.

He laughed, unable to resist. "A threat. Aren't you scared?"
"Terrified, baby. Just terrified."
Josh set him down in the shower stall and turned on the

water, then he started undoing the rope tying Scott's hands
together.

He leaned against the tile, just waiting.
"The rope is fun, but I have to admit." Josh took his hands

and pulled them up over his head. "I like the personal touch
better."

"The..." Oh, that felt ... Oh. "Personal touch?"
He was so fucking in love.
"Yeah. As in me being the one holding you down, or up, or

whatever." Josh leaned against him, lips sliding on his inner
arm and then wrapping tight and sucking.

Okay. Okay, that. Yeah. Nice. "I'm not getting hard again,

Josh. My balls will fall off."

Josh chuckled. "Careful—I may threaten to tie them up so

they stay on." He got another wink, Josh licking at the mark
drawn up on his arm. "You don't have to come again for me
to fuck you, baby."

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"Very true." And God knew Josh needed to come again.
Josh rubbed against him, cock hard and hot on his belly.

"Love fucking you."

"Love you." And that was that.
Josh's eyes met his, held them as Josh nodded. "Yeah,

baby. Me, too."

The kiss that followed was hard, hungry. He opened right

up, whimpering, offering Josh all of him. Josh stretched his
arms up higher, until he was on his tiptoes, his lover's prick
rubbing over his belly, hotter than the water that sprayed
down around them.

He rubbed back, intent on getting Josh off, making his

lover feels as good as he did.

Soft groans filled his mouth, Josh pushing both wrists into

the one hand, the other sliding down to slide over his ribs, his
nipples.

He did all he could to give Josh pleasure, to make Josh

feel.

Josh's fingers danced their way down to his ass, one

tapping against his hole.

"Mmhmm. Yours." He was. Through and through.
"Yes, mine." His hands were tugged up just a little more,

that finger sliding right into him.

"Mmm." He squeezed, nodded, pushed down on that

finger, as best he could.

"God, you're tight."
Another groan pushed into his lips, Josh's finger rocking

into him.

"I stretch for you."

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"Fuck, yeah. You do." A second finger pushed in, sure

enough stretching him.

"Mmmhmm." He nuzzled into Josh's neck, lips on the vein,

tongue sliding over Josh's skin.

Josh's fingers pushed deep, hitting his gland.
His eyes rolled, throat working a little. "This is about you."
"And here I thought it was about you, baby."
A third finger slid into him. "This is you, right?"
Josh's fingers curled to hit his gland again.
"I. I." He bucked, nodding, heart pounding.
"Good. Because I'm going to fuck you, baby. I want to feel

you tight around my prick. I want to come inside you."

"Yeah. Yeah, Josh. Please." He nodded, groaned. "Fill me

up."

Josh let his hands go, turning him to face the tile. His

cheeks were spread, Josh's prick rubbing as Josh bit down on
his shoulder.

"Take me. Fuck. Now, love. Now."
"Now," growled Josh, cock pushing in deep.
"Yes!" He jerked, the burn deep and perfect.
"Mine, baby. You're mine." Each word came with a thrust,

Josh filling him over and over.

He nodded over and over, fingers dragging on the tile.

Josh's. All of him.

Josh's hands slid along his arms and then wrapped their

fingers together, their bodies slapping noisily together.

He hummed, the heat sweet, deep, the happy sounds Josh

made even hotter.

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"Oh, fuck," murmured Josh. "Baby." Josh pushed hard,

filling him with heat.

Yes. Just, yes. He squeezed Josh's fingers, holding on

tight.

Josh stayed still inside him, body leaning against his, their

hands together.

Scott rested his forehead against the tile, panting, floating.

The water fell down around them, steam rising, as Josh
simply held him.

"Love, yeah?"
"Yeah, baby." Josh's cheek rubbed against his shoulder.

"Love."

* * * *

Josh could feel his shoulders going tight as he cleared off

his desk in anticipation of leaving for the day. Scott had
stayed until Monday morning, the two of them making love
and playing with ropes and dildos and even a plug, all
weekend long. He'd slept as hard as they'd played every night
and had woken Monday morning feeling ready to take on the
world.

Monday they'd both gone their own ways, Scott up far too

early to drive out to a shoot just outside of town and him to
his office.

And here it was Wednesday already and he hadn't slept a

wink in two days. He didn't expect to get anymore sleep
tonight than he had the last couple of days. He'd had
insomnia on and off for the last five or six years, but since

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meeting Scott it seemed he didn't sleep at all unless his lover
was in bed with him.

At first he'd thought it was just them making love that

tired him out enough to get to sleep, but it seemed it was
Scott's presence that was making the difference. He was so
hooked. It wasn't just physical either. The big plus to that
was that Scott, it seemed, was just as hooked.

Which hopefully meant his baby wasn't going to freak if he

suggested moving in together. It sure seemed to make more
sense than him not sleeping for days and then begging Scott
to come over.

Like he was about to do. He picked up his cell phone and

hit the autodial.

It rang and rang, then he heard Scott pick up, voice raspy

and tired.

"'Lo, lover."
His own crankiness and lack of sleep was immediately

forgotten. "Hey, baby, you sound rough—what's the matter?"

"Got a cold. On the mend. How're you?"
"Oh, the usual, I haven't been sleeping that well." Or at

all. "You want to come over to my place?" he asked,
shrugging into his suit jacket and closing his brief case. "I'll
feed you chicken soup." He could pick some up from that deli
a couple blocks from his place.

"I'd love to, but I can't hack the stairs, Josh. I just can't.

I've been driving all day."

"I'll meet you at the front and you can take the elevator

with me."

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When they moved in together they were getting a place on

the second floor. There were some great loft apartments in
the old warehouse district—the city converting the area to a
trendy place to live.

"I..." He thought he could hear how much Scott wanted to

in that raw, sandpaper voice. "I hate elevators."

"I know, baby, but you know you can do them if you're

with me." Ginny was already gone for the day as he left the
office. "Come on, I need you," he wheedled, knowing it wasn't
fair, but doing it anyway. "I can't sleep without you, baby."

"Oh ... You're not sleeping..." Score.
"The insomnia's been pretty bad," he admitted, stepping

into the elevator and pressing the button for the garage.

"Man, you need my warm body snuggling up to you at

night."

His voice dropped even though there was no one else in

the elevator. "Yeah, baby. That's exactly what I need." What
he wanted. Every night.

"Yeah. Yeah, I ... I'll try the stairs, Josh. I'll head your

way."

"No, meet me out front and I'll help you get up the

elevator." He grinned as he stepped out into the parking
garage, headed for his car. "I know how to distract you."

"I don't have any clean clothes with me..."
"Oh, that's my favorite brand of Scott. Naked." He got in

the car and put on his seatbelt. "I'll be home in ten minutes."

"I'll be there about the same, man. See you."
The phone clicked off.

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Josh was whistling as he pulled out into the street. He

even stopped at the deli on the way, picking up some chicken
noodle soup and a couple of hearty sandwiches along with
orange juice and Cokes.

It was a bit over ten minutes later when he pulled into his

parking spot, and Scott was already there, waiting by the
elevator. God, his baby looked good. Tired and sick, but good.

He grabbed his briefcase and the food, locked the car and

jogged over. "Hey, baby."

"Hey. If you'll take my bag up, I'll take the stairs."
Josh shook his head, pressing the button for the elevator.

"No, I'll just distract you from the fact that it's an elevator,
baby." He tilted Scott's head and took a hello kiss.

Scott cuddled in, moaning low, hands cradling his face.

"Missed you."

"Mmm ... yeah, baby. I hate it when you leave." He turned

his face, kissing one palm, and then the other.

The elevator doors slid open and he started backing Scott

into it.

"Josh. Josh, I." He could feel Scott shake.
"Right here," he murmured, dropping his briefcase on the

elevator floor along with the food, pulling Scott's bag out of
his hand. He pushed the button to the penthouse and then
grabbed Scott's ass, tugging him close and taking a hard,
breath-stealing kiss.

Scott's eyes closed and he could feel his lover's heart

pounding against him.

He grabbed hold of both of Scott's hands, holding them in

one hand behind Scott's back. His other hand slid up under

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Scott's shirt, fingers finding one of those little nipples and
twisting it.

Scott whimpered, the sound the most erotic thing he'd

ever heard.

He took a step forward, pushing Scott up against the back

wall of the elevator, rubbing their groins together, circling his
cock against the bulge in Scott's jeans.

"I." Scott jerked, groaned for him. "Hurry. Isn't it done?"
Just then the elevator came to a halt. "It is."
Josh carefully pushed their stuff out with his feet, holding

tight to Scott as they moved back out of the elevator. "See?
You survived."

"Thank God." Scott was pale as a ghost.
"We need to cure you of that," he murmured, pushing

Samuel up against his door, hips pressing and rubbing.

"No curing. Honest ph ... phobia."
"Then we'll have to do something about the elevator." He

loved living above the world in a penthouse, but he wanted to
live with Scott more than he wanted to keep living in his
penthouse.

He took Scott's mouth again, blindly unlocking the door.
Scott stumbled inside, dragging the bags. "Home. Thank

God."

He beamed, pushing the door closed as he stalked after

Scott. "You think of this place as home."

"I. Yeah. Yeah, I do."
"Good."

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He grabbed hold of Scott's waist and pulled their bodies

close together, devouring Scott's mouth, need flaring even
harder than it had been.

Scott was burning up, moaning underneath him.
"You up to this, baby?"
"I want to come and then go to sleep, Josh."
"That kind of sounds like my plans for the evening." He

initiated another kiss, walking Scott back toward his
bedroom.

"Cool." Scott looked relieved, settled bone deep. "You look

tired, love. I worry about you."

"I can't sleep without you," he admitted, giving Scott the

power that belonged to him. He didn't bother turning the light
on in his bedroom, just walked Scott back to the big bed.

"Then we should get some sleep, huh?"
"Yeah. Right after we come."
He fell back onto the bed, bringing Scott down on top of

him, hands pushing at Scott's clothes.

His poor baby was hot to the touch, skin dry to his touch.

Someone shouldn't have been out working with that cold. As
soon as they were both naked, he tugged their bodies
together, their cocks bumping and sliding.

"Mmm. Good." Scott tugged him closer.
"It is, isn't it."
He rocked, moving them together. "Be better all the time."
"Mmmhmm." Scott's lips found his throat, licking and

sucking.

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Groaning, he let his head drop back, one hand sliding

behind Scott's head, holding Scott at his throat. "Move in with
me," he murmured, his cock sliding along Scott's hip.

He felt Scott still, then the suction at his throat intensified,

a hungry groan vibrating him.

"I hope that's a yes, baby." He reached for the lube,

slicking his fingers up.

"We ... we can talk about it. Touch me."
"Don't want to be without you," he admitted, fingers

sliding down along Scott's crack before pushing in.

"I'm yours. You know that. You. You have to know that."
"I know, baby. I do."
He slid his fingers in and out, going as deep as he could.

"Been waiting for you to know it."

"Yeah. More." Scott's shoulders rolled up, ass pushing

down hard.

"Save some of that for my cock," he murmured, his fingers

drawing away and moving to slick up his prick.

Scott whimpered as his fingers pulled free, hips still

moving. "Josh..."

"Come on, baby. Ride me."
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Now. I fucking need you."
He guided his prick to Scott's ass, fingers of his free hand

wrapping around Scott's waist and tugging the slender body
down onto his prick. "Need," he gasped as his cock head
breached Scott's body. "Baby."

"Yeah. Come on. Want to feel."
He thrust up with his hips, his cock going deep as Scott's

body came down on him. "Yeah, just like that."

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Nodding, he wrapped both hands around Scott's hips and

tugged him down into each thrust. He loved it like this, loved
the way it made Scott feel in control and gave him access to
the long cock, the dark pink nipples.

Scott's head was thrown back, belly taut as a bowstring,

the dark flush crawling up the sweet skin.

It was fucking beautiful.
He grabbed hold of Scott's cock, fingers squeezing the

head tight, his thumb pressing into the dripping slit.

"Fuck. Yes. More. Jesus." Scott went wild, ass fluttering

around his prick.

"Like that, don't you?" he growled, keeping his strokes

rough and tight around Scott's cock, holding on to his own
orgasm, trying to stave it off as long as he could.

"I. I. Yes. Yes, more. Josh. Love."
Christ, Scott was sexy, so fucking needy. He bucked as

hard as he could, fucking Scott with short, hard strokes, his
thumbnail flicking across the slit in Scott's cock every time his
hand came up along the heated length.

Heat sprayed over his fingers, Scott's muscles fluttering

around his shaft.

"Fuck! Baby!" He called out, his hips jerking, his prick

shooting deep inside Scott. The pleasure rose and fell in
waves as Scott's ass milked his cock, pulling out every last
drop of come, every last drop of energy.

Groaning, he stilled, melted and boneless.
"Shh. Sleeping. Sleeping, Josh." Scott patted him,

slumping against him.

He nodded, his whole body lax, his eyes closed.

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With Scott there, he could sleep.

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Chapter Ten
Five months.
Five months. Twenty fights. Sixty-eight apartments. Three

realtors. Two banks.

Finally, they found a place that suited them both.
Huge windows. Fourth and fifth floor. Two bathrooms. A

darkroom. An office.

A bedroom the size of his old apartment.
Scott grinned and shook his head, staring at the boxes

that were stacked EVERYWHERE.

Home.
Man.
Josh's arms came around him from behind, wrapping

around his waist, his lover's heat warming his back. "Can you
believe we're finally moved in together?"

"No. It took forever. Honest." But it was so good.
Just right.
"It did." Josh's mouth slid over his neck, nuzzling and

nibbling.

"And it looks like it's going to take forever to get

everything settled." Another nibble slid over his skin. "One
room's ready though."

"Mmhmm. We can sleep." They both had two weeks off to

deal with the house. They could sleep.

"Sleep ... hmm ... yeah, eventually." He could feel Josh's

smile against his neck.

"Love you." He stretched, ass rubbing against Josh's cock.

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"Mmm ... love you, too, baby." Josh's hands stretched over

his hips and pressed him back harder.

"You feel good. You think I should unpack a box?" The

tease had Josh pushing harder.

"No more boxes," growled Josh. "No more talk about

moving or unpacking or anything else. Your focus is needed
elsewhere."

"Pushy." Please. Fuck. Please.
Josh snorted and warm lips closed over the place where his

neck and shoulder joined, Josh sucking strongly.

His hips jerked, ass rubbing back in time with the suction,

thighs tight.

"You better come now, baby. 'Cause it'll be awhile once we

get going." Josh's hand slid to his crotch, rubbing.

"You think?" He let his head fall back, throat working as he

pushed toward the touch.

"So fucking sexy, baby."
Long fingers opened his jeans, Josh's fingers sliding in and

wrapping around his prick.

Hot.
Hot.
Fuck.
He reached down, his fingers joining with Josh's,

squeezing.

"Oh yeah, baby, just like that."
Together they jacked his prick, Josh's mouth busy on his

shoulder.

"Good. Christ." He went up on his tiptoes, thighs hard as

stones.

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"Come on, baby, show me just how good." Josh's thumb

slid across the tip of his cock, fingernail catching for half a
second along the edge of his slit. "I've got plans for you."

Spunk just poured from him, balls aching and tight in his

jeans.

Groaning, Josh humped against his ass, hand working him

still, pulling out another spurt of come, making the pleasure
last.

"Fuck." His head just rolled, knees actually buckling.
Josh supported him, holding him against the strong body,

keeping him more or less upright. "You like that, baby? You're
going to love what we're doing next."

"Uh. Uh-huh." Whatever.
Next?
Josh chuckled, the sound needy and wanton as Josh's

fingers pushed his jeans down until they were stopped by his
shoes. "Off, baby."

"Off." He nodded, all dizzy and agreeable. Eventually he

even got his jeans and shoes off.

His t-shirt was next, Josh's hands warm as they slid over

him, guided him toward the bedroom upstairs.

"You're hungry tonight," he said. He was floating like he

was stoned.

"That's because I know what's coming." Josh covered his

shoulders with little bites and long licks, mouth so warm on
his skin.

"What's coming?" Fuck, that felt good.
"I bought you a little something. Very little. Thin. It's going

to be amazing."

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The bedroom was enormous, the bed in the center of it

just huge.

"Huh?" He headed for the bed, sliding on the soft sheets.
"Curious? Good." Josh watched him as the man stripped,

pulling off the seldom worn jeans and t-shirt.

"Mmm..." He licked his lips, admiring. His. So fine.
Josh did a little circle after he'd stripped, showing off a

little for him. Then he grabbed something out of the top
drawer of the dresser, bringing what looked like a jewelry box
for a bracelet over to him.

"What's in the box?" Another cockring? Josh loved those on

him.

"Open it and see." Josh watched him closely.
The box opened, a long, thin metal rod with a heavy ball

on one end on a bed of satin. "What is it?"

Josh tossed a bottle of lube onto the bed and came to sit

by him, fingers sliding over the silver rod, almost caressing it.
"It's called a sound."

"It makes sounds?" He flicked it with a finger, listening for

the vibration.

"No." Josh stroked it again, and then picked it up by the

ball at the top, holding it in front of him. "It's for insertion."

"Huh?' That would be dangerous in a guy's ass.
"Lie back, baby and I'll show you." Josh leaned in to nip at

the skin beneath his ear, the sound sliding against his cock.
"You're going to love it."

"Yeah?" He stretched out, humming low, just melted,

bone-deep.

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"Yeah. I haven't steered you wrong yet, have I, baby?"

Josh gave him a shit-eating grin. The man knew damn well he
was a sexy bastard.

"Not yet." Scott chuckled and tugged Josh down into his

arms, hugging tight.

Josh kissed him hard, tongue opening his mouth and

pushing deep. One hand slid along his chest and down to his
belly, Josh's fingers wrapping around his prick and tugging.

"Mmm." He hummed into Josh's lips, cuddling in. He liked

their new mattress, their new sheets.

Josh's fingers kept playing him, sliding and squeezing,

fingers brushing across the tip of his prick, and occasionally
sliding right down to his balls, rolling them.

Oh, that felt. Yeah. Damn. Scott spread a little wider,

knees bending.

One finger bumped his hole, and then Josh took his cock in

hand again, bringing him back to full hardness.

It was easy to relax, to let Josh touch him and make him

fly. "Love your hands, man. I do."

"Good. Because I'm not going to stop touching you, baby.

You were made for my hands."

Josh tugged at his lower lip, teeth sliding on it.
"Mmhmm." He caught himself shivering, breath caught in

his chest.

Groaning softly, Josh began to kiss a line from his lips to

his right nipple, lips hot, tongue hotter.

"Josh." His balls drew up tight, nipples doing the same,

just begging for his tongue.

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"Right here, baby." Josh's tongue flicked across his nipple,

and then again, before dragging across his chest to tease his
other nipple.

He reached down, wrapped his fingers around Josh's cock

and started pulling, offering his lover some pleasure.

"You're going to distract me," groaned Josh, hips pushing

the hard prick through his hand.

"Is that bad?"
"Only if you want to find out what that sound does..."
"I want to find out." He did. He wanted to know.
Josh beamed at him. "I knew you would."
Kisses hit his breastbone, his belly, and then the tip of his

cock.

"We start with lots of lube," Josh told him, reaching for the

bottle and grinning up at him.

"Lots of lube? That sounds fun."
"It will be."
Josh squeezed lube out and grabbed his prick, jacking it

slowly.

His eyes closed, the pleasure just a solid ball of heat in his

belly.

"I'm warming this up as much as I can, but it'll probably

still be a little cold, baby." Josh's fingers slid over the head of
his prick, and then cool lube pushed into his slit.

"Josh!" His eyes popped open, a sharp cry ringing out.
Josh met his eyes, grinning. "You always love it when I

play with your slit."

More lube pushed into him.
"L ... lube doesn't go ... Oh. Oh, fuck. Not there."

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"It's going in just fine, baby." Even more was pushed in,

cool, but heating quickly, and foreign.

"Josh. Josh, I don't." He didn't know quite what to think.
"Trust me, baby." A little bit more lube was pushed in and

then Josh took the sound, slicking it up.

"What are. What. I."
"Fuck, I love it, when you're incoherent." Josh held his

prick in one hand, the sound in the other.

"I don't. Josh." His head was spinning, refusing to believe

what he thought was going to happen.

"Sh. Sh. Just trust me. Just trust me."
Josh smiled at him and then turned back toward his prick,

the sound touching the edge of his slit.

"Oh, fuck." He went still, just shaking with something more

than anticipation and less than terror.

"It's going to be amazing, baby."
Josh's eyes flicked up to his, the heat in them burning him

up.

"S ... swear?" Fuck.
"I swear."
Then Josh's attention turned back to his cock, and slowly

pushed the sound into his slit.

Into.
His.
Fucking.
Slit.
Everything just sort of stopped.

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Josh could hear his own breath, loud in the sudden

absence of any sound at all from Scott. He couldn't take his
eyes off Scott's cock, off the sound that was in Scott's cock,
about a half inch of metal inside his baby's body.

Sexy as hell.
"Scott. Amazing. You." Fuck, he was coherent now.
Scott's cock throbbed, jerking just a little in his hand, the

slit spread around the metal piercing it.

"Baby," he whispered, heat going through him like a wave.

He slid the sound a little bit deeper, his breath so loud, so
fucking loud.

"Josh. Josh." Scott was shaking, thighs hard as rocks, belly

trembling.

He nodded and had to clear his throat three times before

he could speak. "You're doing so well, baby. Just incredible. I
mean ... look." He pushed the sound in a little bit more and
then took a breath.

Scott shifted and the sound slipped, dropping down into

the hard shaft.

"Oh, fuck." He just stared at the little ball sitting at the top

of Scott's cock. He licked his lips and looked up at Scott's
face.

Scott whimpered, chest heaving, every muscle in the

sweet lean body taut.

Josh slowly let Scott's prick go, resting it against the lean

belly. Bending, he pressed a kiss to the base of Scott's cock,
and then pressed his lips against the full balls, nuzzling and
licking them.

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Scott's hips snapped up, fucking the air almost violently as

his baby's body fought to come.

"Fuck, this is hot, Scott."
He moved between Scott's spread legs, hands running up

along the soft, sensitive skin.

"I. I can't. I. Josh. Fuck." Scott was sobbing, twisting and

jerking on the sheets.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, ready to pull it out just like that

if Scott said yes.

"I. No. No, it. I. It's huge. Fuck. Josh."
"Oh, I'm going to, baby. I want to fuck you with it in

there." He touched Scott's cock, watching as that jostled the
sound, made the ball at the top slide against the edge of
Scott's slit.

Scott screamed, shoulders coming off the mattress, eyes

huge. Oh, this was amazing fun.

Grinning, cock harder than diamonds, he bent and licked

around the head of Scott's prick, careful not to jostle
anything. Then he flicked his tongue at the silver ball.

His baby's belly went a deep red, that poor cock swollen

and hotter than he'd ever seen it.

Groaning, more turned on than he thought possible, Josh

slid his tongue along Scott's cock back down to his balls, and
then along the hot, smooth skin behind them.

The words that poured down on him were filthy, desperate,

Scott completely lost in it, moaning and grunting, fighting to
climax.

Hands on Scott's thighs, he spread them wide, and slid his

tongue along the hot, wrinkled flesh around Scott's hole.

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Scott arched, body taut as a bow, hands scrabbling at the

sheets.

"Gonna make you all wet so I can fuck you, baby." He

pushed his tongue in, wriggled it around the unbelievably soft
and tight and hot hole.

Scott was wild for him, hips pushing against his palms,

entire body into it, rocking.

So fucking beautiful. He pierced Scott's ass again and

again, pushing Scott higher, opening him up.

"Please!" Scott jerked, sliding against the sheets.
"You ready for me, baby? Ready for me to fuck you

through the mattress?"

"Now! Now, Goddamn it!"
"Pushy, pushy, baby."
And didn't he just love it?
He rose up between Scott's legs, let their cocks slide

together.

Scott stilled, eyes huge. "In me. In me."
"It's coming, baby." He jostled Scott's cock with his once

more, and then lined himself up at that sweet little hole,
rubbing against it.

"Fuck! Josh!" Scott pushed back, impaling himself in one

motion.

He cried out as that incredible, tight heat took him in and

squeezed him tight. Moaning, he leaned in, one hand on
either side of Scott's head and began to fuck.

Scott moaned and whimpered, groaned and begged for

him. So fucking hot.

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Eyes on Scott's face, he reached between them to touch

the sound, making it move.

That sweet ass went fist-tight, squeezing him almost

painfully.

"Fuck, baby..." Leaning in slowly, he covered Scott's

mouth with his own, his fingers sliding up to play with one of
Scott's nipples, pinching and twisting it.

He wasn't sure Scott even felt it, if Scott could feel any

more than Josh was giving.

"You wanna come, baby? You need to?"
"Please. Please. Please..." Scott's eyes were unfocused,

cheeks flushed and sweaty.

"Fucking love how you beg for it, baby." He took Scott's

mouth in a hard kiss, his hips moving, pushing, thrusting
hard.

Everything in Scott was fluttering and shaking around him,

welcoming him in, demanding more.

He kept thrusting, kept pushing into Scott over and over

until he could feel his own orgasm barreling down,
threatening to overtake him. Gasping, he grabbed the round
ball and tugged, pulling it out in as smooth a motion as he
could.

"Now, baby."
Scott screamed, spunk following the wand as if he'd drawn

it out.

The hot tunnel around his cock squeezed him tight, making

him groan and shudder. "Baby ... fuck."

He didn't get an answer, just another squeeze.

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That was all it took, and he shouted out as he came. He

shot deep inside Scott's body, the orgasm sweeping through
him and leaving him collapsing down on Scott, panting,
melted.

Scott's heart pounded against him, his baby gasping

beneath him.

Groaning, he kissed Scott's collarbone, neck, jaw.
"Love." Scott's eyelashes fluttered, lips parted.
"Was it good, baby?" Like he needed to ask.
"Uh-huh." He'd take that.
He stayed where he was, Scott's body good beneath him.

"Love you, baby."

"Love you. Home, huh? You and me?"
"Yeah, baby. Home. Us together."
Right here in this bed; that was all the home they needed.
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