Guardian (15 page)

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lex was excited
and nervous in equal measure. He’d done everything he could to prepare, and he was pretty sure they now owned enough lube to run a slip’n’slide for the entire block, but this was a huge step and he didn’t want to mess things up.

He was relieved that Ty hadn’t given him The Look when he’d suggested it earlier in the week. Some guys weren’t into getting too close to the anus, and broaching the subject could be nerve-racking in itself, but Ty had reacted positively, so now Alex’s worry had turned itself inward instead.

What if Ty didn’t like it? What if Alex screwed it up somehow? What if he couldn’t take that cock inside?

He nibbled his lip while he showered. He had to relax. This wasn’t going to work at all if he couldn’t stop fretting and get himself to calm down.

“Deep breaths,” he whispered to himself. “It’s all going to go fine. He’s going to love it.”

He made sure to rinse himself off thoroughly, then turned off the shower and stepped out of it.

“
Y
ou’re absolutely sure
?” he said.

Ty laughed and grabbed him by the towel around his waist, then drew him in for a slow, luxurious kiss. “Baby, wild horses couldn’t make me change my mind. I’ve got you all weekend, and I want to send you off to work on Monday so well-fucked you can barely walk.”

Alex swallowed at the thought. “God, I must’ve been a good boy in a previous life to get you.”

“Nope.” Ty tugged at the towel, lazily unfurling it. “You’re good in this one.”

The towel fell to the floor. Ty’s hands slid down Alex’s back and carried the moisture with them when they settled over his ass cheeks.

Alex gasped faintly and leaned against his boyfriend’s broad, solid chest. “This is going to take a little time,” he whispered.

“Whatever it takes,” Ty rumbled. “You tell me what to do and I’ll do it.”

“When we get there, I will.” Alex nodded and ran his hands down Ty’s sides.

Ty grinned and hoisted Alex clean off the floor, then hopped his hands down to catch him under his thighs.

Alex curled his legs around Ty’s waist to cling on, and warmth began to seep through him at this now-familiar show of strength.

Ty carried him with patience and tender kisses along the side of his neck. He eased Alex down onto the bed before his lips traveled along Alex’s skin to his collarbone, to his shoulder, back to the center as they mirrored their languid kisses the other side of his body.

Alex’s breathing quickened. He let his legs fall either side of Ty’s knees and his hands caress his boyfriend’s incredible shoulders. He watched as his fingers spread and slipped over the inked feathers along his biceps.

This man… God this man knew him. Ty knew every inch of him, knew exactly what to touch and how to touch it, and Alex was putty in his hands every time. Ty’s lips, his fingers, they softly caressed his nipples and he arched into the touch as though his body were lifted on strings. When Ty exhaled hot breath over his skin and warmed the trails left by his tongue, Alex writhed at the tingle it spread across his chest.

When Ty’s hardening cock brushed against his own, Alex cried out.

Ty did more than just know him. Ty
got
him. Ty cared for him, respected him, did every little thing he could to make Alex’s life perfect, and asked for nothing in return. He reveled in pleasuring Alex, took tremendous pride and delight in applying his patience and precision to bringing Alex nearer to the brink, the point of no return.

And he was
good
at it. He’d thrown himself headlong into reading, researching. He’d try new experiences, new ideas. All because he wanted to.

Nobody put that kind of effort in unless it was driven by passion and by care.

By love.

A shiver of joy ran through him, and he gripped Ty’s biceps tight.

“Everything okay?” Ty murmured against his shoulder.

“It’s perfect,” Alex breathed. “Not just okay.
You’re
perfect.”

“Good of you to notice.” Ty grinned and laughed gently before he began to kiss his way down Alex’s body.

Alex’s grip shifted from Ty’s arms to his shoulders, and then to the top of his head. He groaned as Ty took him into his mouth, but again Ty knew him; his hands pressed against Alex’s hips and held him firm as he sucked gently along Alex’s length.

“Christ.” Alex gulped. The inability to raise his hips, to control the pace even just a little, was bewilderingly carnal.

Ty’s hair was too short for him to get a hold on, so he dropped his hands aside and clutched at the sheets while Ty tormented him, enveloped him in heat, suckled on his cock like he’d been doing it for years.

Jesus,
he needed Ty inside him.

He gasped for breath and tried to marshal his thoughts enough to form an entire sentence.

“I know I said it might take some time,” he gasped.

“Mmhhmmm,” Ty answered. The hum of it added a vibration to his tongue, and Alex whimpered, desperate.

“I didn’t mean all weekend. I want you inside me, Ty. I
need
to have you inside me.” He stared down at Ty as if he could use his will to make Ty understand how badly he needed this.

Ty slowly lifted free and laughed as he hopped off the bed. Alex kept up the
fuck me
eyes as he watched Ty grab a bottle of lube from the side table and ease back to where he’d been moments before, but Ty stubbornly refused to pick up the pace.

“That’s what you want, baby,” Ty rumbled.

Alex heard a click, then felt cool, wet fingers against his entrance. He bucked, but Ty’s other hand landed across his stomach to still him.

And then that skilled mouth was on Alex’s cock again.

“Fuck!” Alex cried out. His hands skittered across the sheets only to clutch them again.

Ty sucked slowly. Too slowly, too softly, to do anything more than keep Alex hard.

But his
fingers
! Jesus fuck, his fingers! They teased and stroked. They circled and they pressed.

And then a fingertip softly pushed against his hole.

Alex let loose a string of begging and cursing, much of it incoherent to himself. The words scrambled between his brain and his mouth until most of what came out was, “Fuck! Fuck, fuh… Fuhhhh. Fuck! Ty, please! Jesus, fuck, Ty, please fuck me… Fuck…”

Ty’s mouth stilled around Alex’s cock and he nudged his finger further. Slowly.
God
so slowly.

Alex groaned lowly like a beast in heat as he felt the cool, slippery intruder gently ease through his ring, carefully coaxing his muscles aside.

Ty’s finger stopped where it was. It held fast, barely breaching him. Not even a knuckle had entered Alex yet, but Ty waited.

Alex panted rapidly. He wanted
more
. Ty’s finger tormented him, offering so much and giving so little.

“Ty!”

Ty’s tongue lapped along Alex’s slit, then lips circled the head of his cock and sucked.

“Ahhh!” Alex bucked around the hand which held him down.

Ty’s finger slipped inside him some more.

Alex felt the bulge of a knuckle as it slipped through his entrance. Then it withdrew, meanly, and his begging was entirely wordless.

It entered. Withdrew. Took its time. And then when it next came, a second knuckle followed.

Alex shuddered. If Ty didn’t fuck him soon he was going to lose his mind.

Ty’s mouth freed him. “Everything okay?”

“Sometimes,” Alex panted. “Sometimes there’s a time to go slow.”

Ty chuckled. “You’re gonna test my fucking patience, baby. You have
no
idea how fucking sexy you are right now.”

Alex felt Ty’s hand against his ass, his fingers cupping Alex’s crease, that first finger squirming powerfully inside him. His head fell back, and his breath came hard, each gasp a broken moan.

And then Ty found it.

Alex’s cry tore through him and left his throat raw.

There was
nothing
like that. The touch against his prostate was utterly unmistakable. It was deeply intimate, as though his cock were being massaged from the inside. He had no other way to describe it. He was laid bare, vulnerable and weak, completely at Ty’s mercy now.

Ty’s light nudges against that spot persisted a while, and then his finger retreated.

“Fuck me!” Alex growled.

“Not yet.” Ty popped the lube again, and the next thing Alex knew there was more than just one finger probing him.

Stretching him.

Entering him.

He groaned at the slow, soft burn. It built as Ty twisted and wriggled inside of him, then gave way when two fingers pressed against his prostate far more firmly than one alone had.

“Jesus,” Ty hissed. “I don’t wanna hurt you, baby. But I’m gonna need to get inside you soon.”

“I trust you.” Alex arched his back. “And if you keep doing this and I’m gonna come before you fuck me.”

Ty’s fingers pressed harder. “Sure I’m not too big for your tight little ass? I could ruin you, baby.”

“I
need
you to ruin me! Fuck me! For fuck’s sake, Ty, fuck me!”

“Shit, you’re fucking hot when you beg.” Ty’s fingers eased free. “I read it’s easier if you’re on your front…”

“No.” Alex gulped. “No, I have to see you. I want to look into your eyes when you’re in me. I want to
see you
.”

He couldn’t explain. Couldn’t find the right words. He needed Ty to look, to see. To know how much Alex loved him.

Ty crawled up his body, kissing here and there until he could reach past Alex and steal a pillow, which he dragged down as he kissed his way back to Alex’s stomach.

Alex lifted his hips from the bed and Ty slid the pillow under him, then Ty dragged Alex’s legs up over his thighs and left him spread there, exposed.

The tube clicked. Fingers smeared lube against his already-wet entrance.

Moments after, Ty shifted his position, and his wet, hot cock head dragged across Alex’s waiting hole. Back, forth. Around in an idle circle.

“Slowly,” Alex whispered.

“I will. I promise.”

The hard, slick head pushed against him. It sundered him. It was more than the man’s two fingers had been and Alex’s ass stretched. It stretched. Oh
God
it wouldn’t ever stop stretching.

He couldn’t take it. He couldn’t. Ty was too big. His cock was
huge
. It felt like a monster, and it kept coming. It breached him. It dominated him.

Ty’s hand clamped around his cock. His thumb slipped through the wetness pooling along Alex’s slit.

Alex shifted and whined.

And then, with almost a
pop
, that vast head had passed his entrance and nestled inside.

Ty’s forward motion stopped immediately. His hand began to stroke.

“Baby?” he breathed.

“God, I love you,” Alex babbled. It spilled out of him, raw and unfettered. “Fuck, why didn’t we do this sooner? I love you so much.”

Ty’s breath hitched. “You’re all I need, Alex. All I could ever want. I love you.”

Tears pinched at Alex’s eyes and he blinked them away, then laughed. His muscles began to relax, and the second burn faded. “I want to feel that monster you call a cock all the way inside me.”

“You bet,” Ty growled.

It moved. It filled him. Inch by goddamn inch it invaded the very core of Alex’s being. It was thick, massive, it speared him and blinded him. Every vein rubbed over his prostate, and he was helpless under the onslaught.

Something deep, deep inside him gave way.

Ty leaned over. His hips were against Alex’s ass, his balls against Alex’s flesh, and as he bent forward Alex’s hips lifted from the pillow and he crossed his ankles behind Ty’s waist.

Ty’s mouth fell on Alex’s and his fingers tangled themselves in Alex’s hair. He pressed his chest down against Alex’s and held him fast as he attacked his mouth.

Alex’s body was well and truly stuck. Ty’s forearms were enough to pin his arms up and out of the way, even though he left Alex’s wrists free.

“Yes,” Alex whimpered. “Please.”

Ty sucked hard on Alex’s lips, and his hips moved. He fucked in slow, long strokes at first. Strokes which butted his cock head against Alex’s prostate, ramming at it and then rolling over it.

The more Alex whimpered, the more he begged, the more Ty thrust into him. It was shockingly personal, impossibly intimate. It connected them in a way that nothing else had, nothing else ever could. For one unreal moment Alex swore that their souls touched. Mingled together.

Became one.

“Fuck me, Ty. Jesus,
fuck me
!”

“You horny fuck,” Ty snarled. “I’m gonna come in your ass. Make you mine. Make you mine forever.”

“Yes!” Alex stared up into his eyes, begging him with a look. “Fill me up. I want your cum inside me. I want to feel you pump your load deep… ahhh…” His eyelids fluttered as Ty pounded into him. “Fuck… I’m…”

“You’re gonna come.” It was half a statement and half an order. “You’re gonna come with my cock in your ass. Do it. Look into my eyes and come for me.”

Alex wailed and bucked. The touch of his cock nudging between their stomachs was more than enough to tip him over the edge. His orgasm ripped through him in a blinding, roiling wave of heat and pressure, an explosion he couldn’t ever hope to contain. Ty’s gaze was an inch from his eyes, Alex focused on it as hot seed landed against his skin.

“Love you, baby,” Ty breathed. “Fuck. You’re so beautiful.”

His hips jerked, then he buried himself deep in Alex. His cock pulsed.

Ty spilled in him, and Alex moaned with satisfaction.

“Hey,” Ty whispered after a moment. His lips brushed against Alex’s, and his gaze was hooded with hazy exhaustion.

“Mm?”

Ty grinned crookedly. “You look good with me inside you.”

Alex smiled the weak, lazy smile of the deeply-fucked. “You look good inside me,” he whispered.

As they lay together, connected by Ty’s cock until it softened enough to slip free, exhausted and happy, Alex’s breathing slowed and evened out, and he watched the man who held him tight.

His love. His protector.

His guardian.

“One of these days,” he whispered, “I’m gonna put a ring on your finger.”