STORY EXCERPT

When I rounded the corner my gaze fell immediately on the pert, firm, little ass shaking back and forth to some imaginary song while digging through my fridge. I thought I was going to have to give my cock a good thump when it started to fill but then Bret moved up next to me and it instantly behaved, remembering my son liked this guy.

“Make yourself at home, Sky,” Bret chuckled. The guy spun around and stood up in a flash, dropping what was in his hands. Holy shit. The front of him was even better and I hadn’t thought that was possible. He was fucking gorgeous.

I watched as my mouth suddenly went dry as the sexy creature before me took earbuds off before tucking his thick, soft-looking deep brown hair with natural auburn highlights behind his ear. He couldn’t have been more than five-eight, and fuck, he was built for sin. I wanted to see what was under that bulky sweater and tight jeans more than my next breath. I could tell he was fit from the jeans, obviously, but the sweater was hiding too much.

“Sorry,” he said with a shrug, his voice fitting his gorgeous outer package. His gaze darted to mine before returning to Bret. “You guys seemed to have something important to talk about and I didn’t want to intrude so I put my music on and you said make myself at home which I assumed meant like a real home and not like growing up at my home where everyone was jerks or the fact that I’m not allowed back at my home because they threw me out and since I was hungry I—”

“You’re more than welcome to anything in the fridge,” I chuckled, even more turned on now that I realized he was a cute nervous rambler. “Yes, Bret meant to relax and be yourself like at your apartment or dorm. I’m sorry to hear about your situation with your family but any friend of Bret’s is always welcome here.”

“Thank you, Mr. Neven,” he said shyly. I saw Bret glance between us in question and that made me wonder what was up. Right, he’d said the guy was never shy. Huh. Maybe it was the whole parent thing and his horrid relationship with his own. “Oh, I’m sorry.” He stuffed his headphones in his pocket and stepped forward with his hand extended. “Skyler Carroll. Thanks for letting me stay here over break.”

I was about to tell him he could use my first name when his smaller hand slipped into mine and I felt a spark sizzle between us that went straight to my cock. Nope, better to keep distance between us and our interactions more formal. Everything in me was already screaming to tell him to get on his knees and wrap those plump lips around my dick… Especially when he stared up at me and licked them.

“No problem,” I replied, biting back a groan. “It’s just Bret and I hanging out when he’s on break, and since I started a new job I don’t have vacation time to take like normal.”

“But you’re still working from home, right?” Bret asked hesitantly. I glanced at him and saw he was watching my hand… That was still shaking Skyler’s. Fuck! I pulled it away but not too quickly like I’d been doing something wrong or had gotten caught.

“Yup, and I was plowing away to get ahead on the project I’ve been assigned so I’ll have time, just not a couple of weeks off like normal,” I assured him. I did a double take when I looked back at Skyler and realized he was eyeing me over like what he wanted to eat now instead of the food he’d been rummaging for. “Are you hungry too, Bret?” I moved between them, trying to hide my desire and now nerves by picking up what had been dropped.

“Yeah, starved actually.”

“Well don’t eat too much. I’m making your favorite tonight.” I bent down to pick the stuff up, smiling when I heard my son groan in delight.

“I know I surprised you with bringing Sky home but you’ve got enough, right?” he asked. I turned my neck to glance at Bret only to lock eyes with Skyler, who was kneeling down next to me.

“Oh, I don’t eat much,” Skyler said quietly, his big, smoky gray eyes focused on mine. “I can just have whatever. Don’t go to any special trouble for me. I’m very flexible.” I just about swallowed my tongue at that last part. Whether he meant the innuendo or not, my mind immediately went to the gutter.

“I just need to add some more meat,” I replied, my voice going a little deeper. Shit. That wasn’t a laced comment as well. I quickly stood with what I had collected. “I always stock up on turkey legs when you come home, Bret. You know that. Just grab another package out of the freezer in the garage and leave them on the stove to defrost. The others are already in the fridge and that should catch them up by dinner.”

“Rock on.” Bret jogged to the attached door to the garage and ducked out while I set Skyler’s fixings on the table. When I turned to get more he was standing there with the rest, dangerously close to me. He licked his lips again as he stared up at me.

“Turkey legs, huh? I do love thick, big meat in my mouth.” I saw his eyes glaze over as his stare raked over my shoulders, down my chest, abs, hips, before finally landing on my groin. “Big meat in lots of ways.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Several more days of Skyler’s teasing and I was officially going nuts. I swear I was jacking off so much I felt like a randy teen. He kept upping his game. Once he even pretended to sleepwalk and crawled into bed with me.

For the love of the gods! I was only a man after all. There was only so much I could take!

It all came to a head that next Saturday morning after my talk with Bret. I had another list as long as my forearm of errands, ready to get Skyler and his taunting me out of my hair. I found him out by the pool… Naked… Fucking himself with a dildo… Moaning my mother fucking name.

I snapped. I didn’t have any excuse or sanity left as I stormed over to him, yanking off my shirt as I did. I was barefoot so that just left me in basketball shorts.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Skyler,” I snarled as I stepped up to the lounge chair he was on. He froze and blinked up at me.

“Oh, you’re home,” he panted, trying to look innocent as his chest heaved. He’d been in the pool so his body was dripping water, looking just as sexy as when I’d first seen him naked getting out of my shower.

“Yes, I’m home,” I hissed, my fangs coming out. He shivered and pumped the dildo. I reached down and yanked it out, moaning when he cried out in pleasure, his back bowing. “You better be ready for the consequences of your actions, Skyler. There’s no going back from this now. You’ve pushed me too far.”

“I want this,” he whimpered. The little imp spread his legs wide, his long, wet hair fanning around him. “I want to feel you inside of me, Mr. Neven.”

“Darius. Say it. If we’re going to do this then you need to start saying my name to my face and not just when you’re pleasing yourself.”

“Yes, Darius,” he moaned.

In a flash I grabbed the towel he’d brought out with him off the other lounge chair and dropped it at my feet. “On your knees. You’ve been fucking teasing me since we met. You’re taking the edge off. Right. Now.”

“As you wish.” He rolled to his feet and sank to his knees, his eyes never leaving mine. Then he pulled down my shorts and groaned when my cock smacked him in the face. I stepped out of my last article of clothing and did what I wanted since I’d seen him. I ran my fingers through his hair before grabbing handfuls of it.

“Suck me good. You’ve caused me enough pain, now bring me pleasure with those sweet lips.” Skyler didn’t even hesitate, swallowing me down as far as he could. I hissed at the wonderful feeling of it, twenty seconds from blowing already. “I’m almost there after all your teasing. It might take two blow jobs just to take the edge off so I can fuck you all day long.”

He moaned as his eyes practically rolled up into his head and sucked on me harder and faster. I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood as I came down his throat without warning. Skyler swallowed every last drop, moaning the entire time like I was officially his new favorite treat.

But I wasn’t anywhere near done with him and still feeling sixteen levels of crazed after weeks and months of his taunting me. I glanced at the dildo and saw it wasn’t anywhere near the size of my cock. When I could get enough air in my lungs, I glanced down at my new lover who was slowly licking my still-rock-hard cock, awaiting my next demand.

So fucking hot.

“You need to stretch yourself more if you don’t like pain or burning. I have lots planned for that tight little ass you’ve been teasing me with,” I said darkly. “You’re going to be walking funny even with your accelerated healing. I’ve not had sex in years and it’s all pent up.”

“I’d love to be the one you use,” he whispered with a shiver. I winced internally at the sentiment. Not glad I want to be with him. He wanted me to use him. That didn’t sound as if he saw this as something real or serious. I’d have to think about that later when I could focus on anything other than my cock. I watched as he slicked up his fingers and reached behind him, pushing them into his hole.

“Do not come or you won’t like the consequences.”

“It’s only fair after teasing you,” he agreed. “Another blow job? I love the taste of you, Darius. I knew your cock would be perfect in every way.”