When I get home that night I’m so exhausted I barely manage to get my clothes off before I fall into bed in my underwear and scoot close to Bentley, taking him in my arms.
I know how happy my brother and Pierre are for me and Bentley, but I hope that whatever is going on with them and Cyrus gets worked out, and that they can be as happy as the two of us are. If there are any two people in the world who deserve good things, it’s my brother and his husband.
Bentley
I smell Alex’s scent before my eyes are even open the next morning, his honey and vanilla body wash clinging to the sheets and making me crave him. I’m hard and ready to pounce on him when I open my eyes and see him staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head.
“Morning,” I say, and he looks at me. A small smile creases his lips.
“Morning, cowboy.”
“Everything okay?”
He looks back to the ceiling and sighs and I scoot closer, tucking myself against him. My erection is pressed against his hip but it’s not my priority right now. He folds his arm around me and kisses the top of my head.
Marble, who had been snoozing at the foot of the bed, stands and stretches, then climbs across my legs and plops down on Alex’s stomach. He smiles and scratches her neck, making her purr loudly.
“Just worried about Tommy and Pierre,” he says finally. “Cyrus was at the bar last night and he and Tommy had words, and I just hate seeing him unhappy.”
“That’s one of the things I like about you,” I tell him, tilting my head to look up at him as I trail my finger over his torso. “You care so much for the people around you and hate to see them hurting.”
“But?” he says, raising an eyebrow.
“No but. I just think this is something you’ll have to letthem work through on their own, and just be there to support them, like you have been. I think though, that they will be okay.”
He places his hand on my cheek and strokes it, then brings his lips to mine. I move up a bit so I can kiss him back, and he shifts his hips, making Marble scramble off of him as he scoots down and rolls on top of me, never breaking the kiss. I moan into his mouth, feeling his hard dick against mine and shove my hips up, seeking friction. God, this man drives me wild. Just being near him, smelling him, thinking about him, hearing his voice, his laugh, seeing that smile; every fucking thing about him makes me hard.
He moves against me, deepening the kiss and letting out a moan. He kisses me slow and languid, the pleasure building with each glide of his cock, each brush of his lips and swipe of his tongue until I’m in danger of coming in my underwear yet again.
I whimper when he sucks on my tongue and then bites down on my bottom lip and tugs, making my cock jerk and ooze precum.
“I believe,” Alex rasps, “it’s my gorgeous cowboy’s turn to bottom.” He nibbles on my bottom lip again. “What do you think, baby? Want my cock inside that pretty hole?”
I tremble at his words. “Yes.” My precum is leaking through my underwear by now and wetting his briefs as well. “Fuck me, darling.”
Alex kisses me deeply a few more times, making my dick jerk again. He moans into my mouth before pulling away. “Love this perfect cock,” he says, brushing against me a few times before he slides down my legs and removes my briefs. There’s a rather large wet spot on the front, and Alex brings the underwear to his face and breathes them in as if smelling the sweetest flower, his eyes closed and his dick hard as steel, tenting his ownunderwear. Fuck, that’s hot, him practically getting drunk off my scent.
“God, I love how much you leak, cowboy,” he says, “and how fucking amazing you smell. I’m gonna make you come so hard your body is covered in your spunk, and then I’m going to swallow every last drop.” He drops the underwear on the bed and proceeds to remove his own. Then he’s looking at me with so much desire in his eyes that it makes me shiver, before he says, “Spread those legs for me, baby. Show me what’s mine.”
My hole spasms and I gasp as I do as he says, spreading wide for him, giving him everything he’s asking for. “Alex,” I breathe as he leans down and buries his face in my ass, inhaling deeply and moaning as he does. He presses kisses to my taint that have me trembling, and even more precum dripping from my cock. Then he’s licking a stripe from my taint to my hole and moaning so loudly that between that and the incredible pleasure I feel when his tongue slides over my hole, I have to grab my dick to keep from coming.
“Alex,” I say again, breathless as he repeats the gesture. “Fuck, baby, wait.”
He lifts his head, spit dripping down his chin, his pupils blown wide and cock straining.
My chest is heaving as I stare at him. His gaze heats even more, and I see his dick twitch when he looks at the thick pool of precum on my stomach and sliding down my cock. He really does love that I leak so fucking much. “Fuck, look at you,” he purrs. “Look how fucking wet you are for me. You’re ready to come for me already, aren’t you baby?” He leans forward and licks a stripe up my dick that has me whimpering, and then he’s pressing kisses to it, making it twitch repeatedly, before he sucks the head into his mouth and suckles.
“Fuck!” I shout, and he pops off of me, grinning. Shit, this man is a menace.
“I’m not going to complain if you come before I get inside you,” he says.
I shake my head. “No, I don’t want to. Please. I need to feel you.”
He nods. “We’ll resume the rimming later then.” I nod and he swipes his finger through the pool of precum on my belly, using it to coat his fingers. “I’m gonna prep you with your own juice, baby.”
He moves his fingers down to my hole and spreads the precum around it, using his fingers to circle my pucker. It flutters in anticipation, begging for him. Then he’s pressing against it and I gasp. “Does that feel good?” he asks, and I nod, unable to speak. He presses a bit more, and his finger slides inside, making me moan as it fills me. I’m leaking obscene amounts of precum now, just from one of his fingers inside me and I’m instantly aching for more. More of him, always, more of him.
“Please?” I breathe, and he hums before a second slicked up finger slides inside me. God, yes, that's good. I arch my hips up, chasing his fingers as they move, stretching me, spreading me, filling me, my head thrown back and my eyes closed as I moan loudly. “Fuck, yes.”
