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

but he couldn’t resist holding that compact hard body tight to his own. He eased through the crowd to where Tony stood.

“May I have this dance?” He smiled, holding his arms open.

“Oh yes.” Tony walked into his embrace, wrapping his own arms around Brody’s shoulders.

Brody checked on Yancey and saw his brother dancing with an auburn haired man in a suit. Brody caught Yancey’s eye and nodded. His brother grinned back.

“He can take care of himself.” Tony tugged on Brody’s hair to bring his attention back.

“I know. I just wanted to let him know the guy was okay. I’ve danced with him a few times. He’s a nice guy. Sort of quiet though.” He hugged Tony tighter to him.

Their erections brushed against each other and Tony’s sigh caressed Brody’s chin.

“Did you sleep with him?” Tony’s question was low.

Brody chuckled. “Does it matter if I did? I’m not sleeping with him now.”

“No. I was just curious how you knew he was quiet.”

He pinched Tony’s ass and the bull rider squeaked. “Same way I know I like my lovers noisy and pushy.”

“Ass,” Tony muttered.

He nuzzled Tony’s dark curls, cupping Tony’s firm cheeks with his hands. He eased his thigh between Tony’s legs and rocked their groins together in time with the music.

Tony gasped. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to cream my jeans and I’m not going to be happy about dancing in wet pants all night.”

“Who said we had to close down the club?” He sucked on Tony’s earlobe, causing the man to arch and hump his leg faster.

“You’re evil.” Tony pushed him away, dark eyes flashing and olive skin flushed.

“Take me home and fuck me, Brody.”

He swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. Glancing around, he found Yancey standing at the edge of the dance floor talking to Morgan. He grabbed Tony’s hand, dragging him along as he headed over there.

“Yancey, Tony and I are heading back to my place. If you want to hang here for a while, I’m sure Morgan would be willing to give you a ride home.”

His brother looked at him and with a knowing smile, nodded. “Sure. As long as Morgan doesn’t have a problem with getting stuck with me.”

Morgan swung a thick arm around Yancey’s shoulder and laughed. “No problem. I’ll probably have to beat the guys off with a stick. You two get out of here before you set the sprinklers off.”

Brody felt his cheeks heat. Okay, so it was obvious what they were going to do, but he didn’t care. All he wanted was to bury his cock in Tony’s ass as soon as possible.

“Fuck you, Kozlov. See you later, Yancey.”

They didn’t wait to hear Yancey’s good-bye.

* * * *

Brody managed to catch them as they fell into the apartment. Getting the door shut and locked was a major feat with Tony wrapped around him like an octopus. The fact they were back inside the apartment must have registered in Tony’s brain because his lover dropped to his knees and started unfastening Brody’s pants.

“Fuck.” His head slammed back against the door when Tony swallowed his cock down to the root.

He buried his fingers into Tony’s curls, trying not to pull on them as Tony licked up and down his shaft. He trailed one hand down to feel his lover’s stubble-covered cheeks hollow with each suck.

Brody had been on the edge since the club and he knew it would take no time at all for Tony to make him come. His balls drew up and the small of his back tingled. He tugged lightly at Tony’s head.

Tony came off him with a pop and wiped his mouth as he eased back on his heels.

Those burning dark eyes met his.

“I want to be in you when I come and I’m close.” He gripped the base of his cock tightly. “Go get ready. If I help you or watch you, this will be over.”

His lover sprang to his feet and raced to the bedroom. Brody chuckled. It had been some time since he’d had a lover as eager as Tony. It got him hot and bothered faster than any other lover had. He stripped, leaving a trail of clothes throughout the apartment leading to his bedroom. Stopping outside the bedroom door, he thought about it.

Maybe it wasn’t so much that Tony was eager to have sex that turned him on as it was Tony wanting to have sex with him so badly. His other lovers had loved sex, but it didn’t matter who they were having it with. Brody rested his head against the doorframe.

Unrelenting desire, need and attraction combined with the fact he liked Tony made this relationship one he was willing to work at keeping.

“Where the fuck are you, MacCafferty? You better get your ass in here.”

Tony’s shouted demand made Brody smile and push into the bedroom.

Tony sprawled on the bed, his hands hooked behind his knees and spreading them for Brody. Lube and condoms were on the bed next to him. His gaze trailed over Brody’s body, leaving scorch marks where they rested.

Without saying a word, he opened the foil package and slipped the rubber on his cock. He popped the top of the lube, squirting some in his palm. Tossing the tube to the side, he smeared the lube over his shaft and joined Tony on the bed.

Crawling up the mattress, he placed Tony’s legs over his shoulder and positioned the head of his cock at Tony’s hole. He rubbed it over the sensitive pucker.

Tony snarled. “Take me, Brody. Don’t tease.”

He eased an inch in and Tony hissed. Waiting for a moment, he reached out and pinched one of Tony’s nipples.

The bull rider’s hips lifted off the sheet. Brody thrust in, not stopping this time until he was buried balls deep in Tony’s ass.

“Wait.” Tony’s hands fisted in the sheet beneath him.

Brody froze. The signal to move came a few seconds later when Tony rocked against him and took him an inch deeper.

“Now.”

He didn’t hesitate after that. He drove into Tony’s ass,