by LL Dahlin
Cash slammed his body backward like he was throwing his body on a skewer and felt the hard bump of Myles’ cock on his prostate. Tightening his grip on the bar in front of him he tried not scream out with the pleasure of how fucking good that was. Until he noticed Myles had stilled.
“Keep going.” Cash’s voice sounded like he’d not spoken in a while and the gruff tone was shocking loud over all the other noise.
“You okay?”
“Please just keep going.” Cash’s body shuddered as he tried to hold back the rising climax that wouldn’t abate.
Myles did what he was told and had a rhythm that was hard to fight. The thrusts were long and deep as he rung his bell with every inward stroke. It didn’t matter how much he would have liked to be the guy who cums in a cool way with light grunts and a soft ahhh at the end but this was not going to be anything pretty like that. Myles wrapped one of his big mitts around Cash’s cock while he urged his body higher and sprung him tighter.
“Are you ready baby? I’m going to cum pounding this ass.”
The rough words said in soft tones, along with the pulling of his hard cock made him spray the wall with his seed as Myles growled as the waves of his climax moved over him.
Just like that Cash could hear the roar of the crowd again and see that the home team had scored 10 points and were winning the game.
Myles pulled out of him and Cash sat back on the couch trying to get his mind to collect itself after such a mind blowing fuck.
“So how was that Chuckie?”
“Oh my god are you going to try out every form of Charles there is?” Cash couldn’t remember the last time anyone called him a derivide of his given name. He didn’t’ think he’d actually like it but from Myles he did.
“Trying to find the best one to call you in the night.” Myles had thrown away his condom and brought back wet cloths for them both to wipe off. “Which one do you like the best?”
“Whichever one you want to call out when your deep in my ass works for me.”
“So I guess it’s gentleman’s choice?”
“I’m not going to argue with that.”
Chapter 9 – Myles
It had been two weeks and Myles was finally getting into the swing of things. Literally. He typically spent his mornings running and exercising with Maddox, midday was spent learning the business side with Cash, afternoons sparring with different guys from the club and his nights spent with Charles.
“Hey?”
Myles whipped his head around toward his opponent. The man who was training for the next fight in a few months to defend his belt. Sam Steele.
“Pay attention.” Sam’s smile was big before he put in his mouth guard.
Wondering how serious this sparring was going to be pulled his attention away from the man who ran this place and tried to get his head in the game. They weren’t supposed to let how they played at home in the night affect how they acted toward each other at the gym. Myles understood that.
The sparring started slow and built up a little but he knew the champion was holding back. After the allotted time Sam removed his gloves and took out his mouth piece.
“You’re pretty good.”
Myles appreciated the words but he had a question. “Did Cash tell you to hold back on me?”
Sam tapped Myles on the chest with the back of his hand a few times. “You are smart, but no he didn’t open his mouth and tell me to take it easy on you.”
“Good.”
“He didn’t have to say anything. It’s obvious that he doesn’t want you too buffed up. You don’t lift as much as a guy your size should be lifting and your workouts are scaled down.” Sam walked away like what he said was a known fact and there was nothing else to say about it.
Myles stood in the ring watching Sam as he strolled off. “Wait!” He hurried out of the ring to follow him but Sam barely slowed his pace.
“I probably shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sure people don’t even notice the two of you and the way you look at each other. Well it’s really you that moons over him when he walks by but he doesn’t do that. It’s the way he treats you that sets you apart. You’ve sparred with all of the top names here and been given an opportunity to talk to each of us.”
“That’s probably just to get more exposure for all of you.”
“This place was built without advertisement, grown by word of mouth and thriving without commercials. If he wanted he could get anyone to write something up on this place. He gets offered things you’d not believe for his time and access to this place, but he gives it to you for free?”
Myles wasn’t sure what to say about that but he knew he wanted to talk to Cash about it and he didn’t want to wait until they were at the house.
“Thanks for sharing that Sam and as always it’s been fun sparring with you.
Sam nodded and walked in the direction of the locker room while Myles went in search of Cash. It was almost time to go so it made sense that the man would be in his office.
Maddox was wrapping up his paperwork and waved him into his bosses office. Cash was working on something and looked like he was totally engrossed into it, but he surprised him by waving him over. “I’m almost done did you want to pick up something for dinner on our way home?”
“Are you not giving me the full 30 day Kick Ass Challenge? Do you think I’m too weak to fulfill my part of this?” Myles walked away from Cash as he wanted to see the man from further away. They both knew when they got close together their cocks were like magnets that wanted nothing more than to be together and he needed some clarity.
“You will be in Kick Ass shape before you leave this facility at the end of your journey.” Cash smiled but it was a pretty weak one by any standards.
“What does that mean?”
“It means you are going to be in the best shape of your life.”
“Will I have the best that I could have or just okay for me?” Myles knew that he shouldn’t be pushing this. Just being in a quasi relationship was more than he thought he’d have but he just wasn’t expecting what he’d heard today. The look on Cash’s face told him more than the words he was trying to pull together were.
Cash stood up and walked over to Myles, but he started talking before Cash could give him more bullshit.
“Look. I can put up with a lot to be with you and I have. I’m not big on being someone’s secret but then again with what I’ve heard most people know what’s going on anyway or they think they do, but to give me a half baked Kick Ass Challenge pisses me off.”
“I didn’t really think about it that way.” Cash stood there like he wasn’t going to say anything else.
“That’s it. You didn’t see it that way?” Myles wanted to hit something. He knew he wasn’t built like the guys Cash typically knew and he knew that most of the guys in the place were in great shape. If they didn’t walk in like that then they left that way, but he wasn’t on track to do the same. “You just want me to stay heavy and out of shape? You don’t think I can do it?”
“No. It’s not that.”
“I’m a reporter who has done sports challenges, all over the world. You think I’m good enough to fuck you but not good enough to let anyone know that you have a fat guy fetish.”
“First of all, you’re not fat and second…” Cash’s voice trailed off. “You know what? If that’s what you think then fine.”
Myles didn’t expect it to go from sugar to shit this fast but he knew when they started this it was too good to be true. “I’ve got more than enough for a story about you and this place.”
Cash’s eyes widened just a little and then got so cold it was a wonder Myles didn’t freeze. “I guess you do. Get out of my gym and get your shit out of my house.”
Myles knew where the conversation turned ugly but he hadn’t realized it until too late. “It’s probably for the best.”
Chapter 10 – Cash
“Look at what I’ve got.” Karrie walked through his door with a sing song voice like she
hadn’t turned his fucking world upside down with her request.
“What are you doing here?” Cash put down the information sheets he was working on for new clients and felt the anger he fought to keep at bay from rising up.
“What do you mean? You said I was always welcome and I flew in just so I could show you the first copy of the magazine.” She held it out waiting for him to take it. His sister would be waiting a long time for that. Karrie ended up tossing it on his desk and the fucker had the nerve to land in the perfect position for him to read it.
Cash looked at the close up of his face and wondered when Myles had taken that picture. That man had always been snapping pictures of this and that. “Charles ‘Cash’ Tucker – Like never seen before.” Just thinking about the man he missed more than old school fist fights made his stomach knot up.
The sigh made him look up. “I get it. I screwed up. I wanted this magazine to be a hit and I knew you on the cover with a story written by Myles would be a match made in heaven, but I wasn’t thinking about you and for that I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t just screw up, Karrie. You fucked up any trust I put in you. How could you trick me like that?” Myles remained seated but he sat back in his seat to watch what she would do with the information he was giving her. “I know how. You know I was hungry for family and you knew I wanted you in my life enough to do for you what I hadn’t done for anyone else. Isn’t that right?”
Karrie’s eyes were big and her color blanched. He knew she hadn’t seen this side of him but if she were going to treat him like the public did then she deserved to hear how that made him feel.
She huffed out a breath like she’d been holding it for awhile. “You’re right.” Her words were quiet and her eyes a bit wet.
Karrie stood up and walked over to his side of the desk and he turned his chair toward her and held up his hand.
“This is not the time to hug it out Karrie. I’m not sure what kind of relationship we have now.” Myles knew his sister had gotten caught up in the hype that was him but he had to let her know how he felt about it. “I don’t have lots of people I think of as family, Karrie. It’s mostly the guys at this gym but you also fall in the category. You knew I didn’t like the things you were asking for but you used your position in my life to take advantage.”
She didn’t say anything but she looked miserable.
“I’m going to take some of the blame too because I never should have told you yes.” Cash got up and walked to where she sat. “I think we can squash this if we learn that we have to work together and not try to run over each other.”
Karrie hopped up from her seat and hugged him. “I’m so happy you don’t hate me. I couldn’t get either of you to talk to me for the last few weeks and then Myles tore up his contract with me. I didn’t know what was going to happen to my magazine, but then this article showed up in my email.”
“I told Myles a lot of things I probably shouldn’t have. There were times I’d forgotten he was even a reporter so I don’t really want to see the words I’ve always kept hidden.” He looked over at Karrie and found the baffling look of confusion on her face. “What?”
“I know we just talked about not taking advantage of each other but I do have one more request.” The weak smile looked like she was stressed and frustrated. “Can you come to the grand opening of my magazine? I swear you don’t have to answer any questions you don’t want to answer.”
“You never give up do you?”
“You have the power to knock people out with your punches but all I have is my mouth but I keep it going hoping you’ll just do it to get me to shut up.” She followed that with a smile.
“When is it?”
“It’s next week in Lemonville, California. Tell me yes so I can send you all the information.” She looked like a little girl with her hands locked as she practically jumped up and down.
“Is Myles going to be there?”
“For some reason I can’t get him on the phone. I told you he cut up his contract and returned his advance. He’s not coming.” She looked sad and defeated.
“I’ll be there for you, sis.”
*****
It had taken a few wads of cash, a couple of autographs and too many group selfie shots to find out where Myles was. Sitting at a post ski resort with his legs up, a drink on his side table and his computer in his lap.
“Myles.” The man’s eyes flew open like he’d seen a ghost, but it was just Cash.
“Yes, it’s me in the flesh.” Flashing a smile he hoped was appealing and didn’t look as crazy as he felt. “Look I am not good at explaining myself and I’m even worse when I’m in the wrong but I want to explain.”
Myles closed his computer and cocked his head seemingly waiting for the words to start.
“I love your body. I like when you have on the t shirt and you have a slight belly pouch. I think it’s cute and I didn’t want you to lose it. The fighters were right about me being soft on you but your softness is what makes you stick out from the crowd. I was wrong to limit your workouts.
“So this took you 3 weeks to obtain the words you’re saying right now?”
“No I wasn’t going to say any of this. I had you in the fuck him , not in a good way, category and I was thinking of using your face for target practice.”
“What changed your mind?”
“Your article.”
“So if weren’t for the article then you’d have been fine with the way things were? You in your spot and me in mine?” Myles crossed his arms and Cash knew he was going the wrong way. “I get that we weren’t a committed couple but I had a complaint and you threw me out.
“I threw you out because everyone in my life finds a way to use me. For whatever reason I trusted you with some really heavy shit and when it was crashing and burning I was mad at myself for letting all that out.” Cash held the magazine in his hand and knew he had to eat crow. “Your article was informative without sounding like a commercial and honestly after I got to the end I wanted to visit. So much information about the visitor experience and the fighters, but none of my dirt was in there. They are all excited for it to come out.”
Myles smiled and shook his head. “I wouldn’t have done that to Charles or Cash and I get that I fucked up bringing up the article when I was mad, but I was talking about all the information I’d been collecting for two weeks.”
“Come to the grand opening of Karrie’s magazine and then come complete your training. I swear I’ll do right by you.”
“Are you talking about in the gym or in your life?” Myles look was direct and real.
“I’m talking about the gym because you’ve already mastered the ultimate takedown in my life. Look at me. No more one and done’s, no more commitmentphobe just me wanting to be with you…what do you say?”
“I say…” Myles stood up and placed his computer on his seat. “What day is Karrie’s grand opening and how fast can we get to my room.”
“Now that’s what I want to hear.
Chapter 11 – Myles
Getting dressed up was never fun. He liked the sports part of his job the watching and the doing but the hand shaking and introduction part was something he tried to avoid at all cost.
He came alone as he and Cash had trouble co ordinating flights and times. They decided just to meet at the function. It was in a large art gallerie with a good deal of the articles blown up as art. The sponsors were also heavily displayed. It was like walking through a magazine.
Myles watched Karrie talking to a couple across the room and he knew the exact moment she saw him. She excused herself and made her way over to him quickly.
“My god, Myles. I’m so glad you’re here.” She gave him a hug and then stepped back and folded her hands in front of her. He knew this part was coming and he was hoping that Cash would be here for that, but things happened the way they did for a reason he supposed. That’s what he was going to tell himself anyway.
“I’m glad to be here.”
“This magazine has been a dream I’ve pursued for as long as I can remember. It’s my purpose, my passion and I’d have done anything to make it as amazing as I wanted it to be.” She cleared her throat. “Would you like a drink?”
Karrie grabbed a drink off the tray a waiter walking by carried and drank it down. Myles said no to the offer but almost said something about how she guzzled down her beverage, but it seemed to be something she needed.
“I used my brother and I used you too. I knew what you wanted and I forced you on Cash. I’m sorry I did it the way I did. I still believe you were the best man for the job but I didn’t have to manipulate either of you to get what I wanted.”
“What you did was messy and that’s not the way I work. I understand the passion and I’m excited about your magazine but you’re right. You could have gone about getting all the pieces of your puzzle together a better way.”
They stood in an area most people weren’t visiting. He looked around and noted they were in the section that must have promoted pharmaceuticals. The print wasn’t as bright or lively.
“Hey, sis.” Cash had come from behind him and rested his arm over his shoulder.
Karrie’s face lit up and he wondered if he’d told her he was coming. She tentatively moved in for a hug but he could tell she wasn’t sure what response she’d get. There must have been a blow up that Cash hadn’t told him about. He took his arm from around Myles and gave his sister a hug, before letting her go and returning his arm to around Myles shoulder.
He turned to Cash and was happy that the man seemed to be in such great spirits. Cash looked at Myles and then back to his sister. “Have I introduced you to my manfriend?”
“Manfriend?” Both Karrie and Myles repeated.
Karrie laughed. “Is that like a boyfriend?”
“Kind of but I don’t like boys. I like men. Isn’t that right Myles?”
Confused by this whole conversation he looked at the man who’d turned him up, down and all around since he’d met him, but not knowing if the weekend they had a few weeks ago when they made tentative plans was in jeopardy or not. “That’s what you’ve said.”
