Home of His Own by T. Chase (classic fiction .TXT) 📗

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Tony’s Hawaiian one-night stand turned out to be Yancey’s brother. He didn’t believe in chance, but he did believe the good Lord looked after crazy cowboys and he wasn’t going to miss this chance. He kept Brody close while making sure all the lights were off and the doors were locked.

The boys’ doors were shut, though they heard murmurs coming from Juan’s room.

He nodded in their direction. Brody smiled.

“I don’t think we need to worry about it at the moment,” he said softly.

Tony figured Brody was right. Yancey and Juan might be attracted to each other, but they weren’t going to do anything yet. His nephew was still trying to adjust to being totally out and cut off from his family. Yancey had other issues to work out. He’d keep an eye on them for now.

Pushing open his door, he pulled Brody into the room. They had hung their jackets in the laundry room off the kitchen, so all Brody wore was a dark blue sweater and jeans.

Brody locked the door and reached for him. He went into his arms, forcing the blonde back against the wooden frame.

Their lips slid against each other. He could taste the beer Brody had after dinner. He thrust his tongue in to stroke along the roof of Brody’s mouth, drawing a shiver from the bigger man. Tony tugged at the hem of Brody’s sweater, lifting it up. They broke the kiss long enough to bare his muscled chest to Tony’s view.

He trailed kisses down Brody’s neck, stopping every few inches to suck on salty flesh. His hands were busy, cupping Brody’s firm ass and squeezing. Brody dropped his head back, offering the tanned expense of his torso up to Tony’s mouth.

Stepping back, Tony hooked a finger in Brody’s waistband and urged him to move.

“We need to get naked and take this to the bed.”

Passion-glazed blue eyes gleamed at him. “I like those words; naked and bed.”

“Good. There have been a few nights I imagined you in that bed with me.”

“What were we doing?” Brody’s fingers brushed his as Brody started to unbutton his jeans.

“Exactly what we’ll be doing in a few minutes,” he stripped, not wasting any more time.

Brody did the same and Tony leered at the man’s extraordinary body. The muscles were defined and strong. He laid a hand on Brody’s ripped abs and smiled. Brody’s entire body spoke of care and exercise. It was clear the man took care of himself and Tony was happy to be reaping the rewards of all that diligent work.

He leaned forward, fastening his lips around one of the flat copper nipples and Brody gasped. Flicking the bit of flesh with his tongue, he pinched it tight between his teeth and tugged. Brody’s back arched and his hands threaded through Tony’s hair to hold his mouth tight to Brody’s chest. Tony teased and sucked until the nipple was red and ached.

He moved to the other nipple, making sure it didn’t feel left out.

“God,” Brody moaned.

Tony slid his hands down and around to grip Brody’s tight ass. He traced a line down through the crease, caressing the opening hidden there. The puckered ring fluttered as he rubbed over it. Pulling his finger away, he held it up to Brody’s mouth. Brody sucked it in, bathing it with his spit. Tony took it out with a pop and reached behind Brody again.

He pressed his finger in as deep as he could with one single thrust. Brody groaned, pushing their hips together. The pre-cum leaking from their cocks painted their stomachs.

Tony moved them to the bed, stroking his finger in and out.

“On the bed,” he ordered.

Brody climbed up on the mattress, bracing his body on hands and knees. Tony dug around his nightstand, searching for the lube he’d thrown in there earlier. His fingers closed around the plastic tube along with a foil package. Good thing he’d just emptied everything from his shaving kit into the drawer. He knelt behind Brody, leaning forward to lick a line along the man’s spine.

“Fuck. Just do it already.” Brody arched, his voice strained.

Tony chuckled. Nothing made him hotter than having his lover beg for him.

Squeezing the slick lube onto his fingers, he rubbed them together to warm it up before he circled Brody’s hole with it. He spread Brody’s ass cheeks with one hand while pressing the tip of one finger into his tight passage.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” Brody moaned.

Burying his finger deep enough to nail Brody’s gland, Tony smiled at the full body shiver wracking the man. He leaned forward and nibbled at the soft skin at the top of Brody’s crease, twisting his finger to brush that same special spot again.

“Come on, Tony. Don’t tease me,” Brody begged.

He inserted two more fingers, scissoring them to stretch and relax the ring of muscle.

Brody’s head dropped forward and the man’s body rocked back. Tony braced himself against Brody’s hip, reached around and fisted Brody’s erection. He swiped his palm through the pre-cum leaking from the slit in Brody’s bulbous cock head, using the liquid to help ease the friction as he stroked the shaft in his hand.

His lips pressed against Brody’s ear. “You’ve got a big thick cock. I loved how it stretched me and filled my ass when you fucked me.” He shoved three fingers in and rubbed the gland. “I dreamed of sinking my cock into your tight ass. Can you remember how it felt?”

Brody moaned, humping his hand. “Romanos. Damn it, just fuck me now.”

Tony pulled away and grabbed the condom off the bed. Tearing the foil package, he tugged the rubber out, rolled it over his cock and knelt behind Brody. He popped open the tube and squirted some more lube on his fingers. He rubbed it between them, warming it before he slipped his fingers into Brody’s tight passage, but he didn’t do much except make sure Brody was still stretched. Pulling out, he poured more liquid in