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

The back of Tony’s head slammed against the wall.

Wrapping one hand around Tony’s cock,Brody pumped and stroked while he sucked.

He trailed the fingers of his other hand down Tony’s crease, teasing the puckered opening. He applied a little pressure and eased his finger in up to the first knuckle.

“M-m-m…” Tony arched up, rocking between Brody’s mouth and finger.

One finger became two and then three. He sucked and swallowed, jacking his lover off. He flexed his fingers, stretching the hole so his cock would slide into Tony without problem.

“Soon,” Tony warned.

Brody knew that. The pre-cum leaking out of Tony’s prick coated his tongue. He pulled off. As much as he wanted to taste his cowboy’s cum, he wasn’t willing to risk it.

Bending lower, he sucked on the inside of Tony’s thigh while pumping. He slipped his fingers in and out, doing his best to nail Tony’s gland with every thrust.

“Brody,” Tony grunted and warmth flowed over Brody’s hand.

He waited until Tony’s cock softened before he stood up. Offering his hand to Tony, he moaned as the other man licked the cum off his fingers.

“Turn around,” he ordered, reaching for the condom Tony had left on the shelf.

Tony winked at him and turned, bracing his hands on the tiles. Those lean hips tilted.

After rolling the rubber on, he caressed Tony’s firm ass and used one hand to spread the cheeks. He found the lube, squirted some onto Tony’s hole and massaged it in.

“Come on, Brody. I want you in me.” Tony shoved back and clenched his ass around Brody’s fingers.

“All right, cowboy. Just a second.” He grabbed the slick stuff again and coated his cock.

Placing his cock at Tony’s opening, he pushed in while Tony rocked back. He paused at the moment when he was buried to the balls in Tony. The tanned expanse of Tony’s back moved beneath him. He leaned forward and licked the man’s spine, enjoying the rough moan issued from his lover.

“God, Brody.”

He knew what Tony wanted. He pulled out until only an inch of his cock rested inside Tony’s passage. Gripping the man’s hips, he slammed back in.

“Fuck.” Tony’s head dropped forward.

“That’s what we’re doing.” Brody chuckled.

“Funny. Just do me.” Tony glared back at him.

He slapped Tony’s ass and then proceeded to ream him, nailing the man’s gland with each slide in. He freed one of his hands from Tony’s hip and wrapped it around the thick cock standing proud at Tony’s groin. Brody knew it wouldn’t take long to drive Tony over the edge again.

“Ah,” Tony groaned. Heat spilled over Brody’s fingers.

“Shit,” Brody shouted, as Tony’s inner passage clamped down on him and milked his own climax from him. He held Tony still while he filled the condom.

Brody braced one of his hands next to Tony’s on the wall while trying not to collapse into a puddle on the shower’s floor. When he managed to calm his breathing, he pulled out, tied off the condom and cleaned them both up. He turned the water off and helped Tony out of the shower.

Tony blinked at him. “How long are you going to stay?”

“For a few days. I’ll need to get back to L.A. I have a business to run.” Brody grabbed a towel and started to dry off.

“What about Yancey? You can’t just leave him again.” Tony frowned.

“I wasn’t planning on abandoning him. He and I’ll stay in touch. If he wanted to, I’d welcome him to come and live with me.” Brody smiled. “He seems happy here, Tony, and I don’t want anything more than that for him.”

Tony studied him. “I think you actually mean that.”

“I do.”

His lover nodded and smiled. “I think I want to go back and sleep a little longer.”

“You could if you wanted to, I guess.” He brushed a kiss over Tony’s mouth. “I’m going to get breakfast. All this sex is making me hungry.”

The bull rider sighed. “You’re right and we don’t want Randy coming back in. Sorry about that.”

“He’s your friend. Have you had many guys spend the night?” Brody went into the bedroom and grimaced. “I have to go to my room and get dressed.”

“You could just bring your bag in here. No one’s going to have a problem with us sharing a bed.” Tony tugged a pair of sweats and a t-shirt on. “You’re the first guy I’ve ever brought here.”

He tucked the towel around his waist and headed across the hall to the guest room.

After dressing, he sat on the edge of the mattress. Brody stared at his hands and wondered what the hell he was doing.

He’d come to Wyoming to re-connect with his brother, not fall into bed with a cowboy. He liked Tony, enjoyed the sex and found the man attractive in so many ways, but Tony wasn’t the most important part of the equation. Yancey was.

A noise made him look up. Yancey leaned against the doorframe and smiled at him.

“Sleep well?”

Heat filled his cheeks and he ducked his head. Hell, why was he embarrassed? He was an adult and could sleep wherever he wanted. “Yes, I did.”

Yancey chuckled and joined him on the bed. “Why are you blushing?”

Brody shrugged. “I don’t know. Stupid, isn’t it? Considering what you’ve been doing in Austin.”

“Yeah, but I’m still not sure I want to think about my brother being one of those guys.”

“You know, Tony was the first one-night stand I’d had in a while. Been too busy working and building up my company. I didn’t have time to meet anyone and I’d never buy sex.” He grinned at his younger brother.

“Company?” Yancey glanced at him. “What have you been doing?”

“Personal security. We started out as bodyguards, but now we’re branching out to security systems and things like that.” He sat back on the bed, leaning against the headboard.

“We?”

“Morgan Kosloz and Vance Gladstone. We were bouncers at a nightclub when I first hit Los Angeles. Hung around together all the time and decided that being bodyguards might be more profitable for all of us. Word got around. We