“My pleasure,” Troy answered. “I like showing off my culinary skills, and you could use some fattening up.”
“You will regret your words when I’m so large I can’t move,” Cody said. “I seriously could polish off that whole tray of lasagna.”
Cody ate his last mouthful, and Troy cleared his plate.
“You can take the rest home,” Troy said. “I have other uses for your mouth now.”
“Really? What?” Cody felt himself getting hard again and wiggled on his seat. It caused the plug in his back passage to shift, and he swallowed back a moan.
“I want you in the bedroom, naked and kneeling on the floor, sub, by the time I have cleaned up.”
Cody didn’t wait to be told twice. He scrambled from his seat and raced into the master bedroom. He flung off his clothes and knelt on the rug that lay at the end of Troy’s large wooden bed.
Everything in Troy’s house was large. Large and masculine like the man himself. The huge oak bed dominated the bedroom along the back wall and was dressed in a dark green spread. Troy had placed matching wooden tables on each side of the bed and a bulky chest of draws sat between two windows opposite the door.
An en suite bathroom ran off the side of the room and was filled with Troy’s spicy-scented body products. Cody loved how Troy smelled and found comfort standing in the bathroom surrounded by Troy’s scent.
He knew that probably made him weird and possibly a little stalkerish, but Cody was sure he wasn’t the only one who did strange shit. It wasn’t as if he had stolen the guy’s jocks or anything. Now that was creepy.
Cody pulled his mind back to the present when he heard footsteps on the hardwood floors. They were getting closer to the bedroom, so he lowered his eyes and looked at the floor, just like Troy had taught him.
“Well done, pet,” Troy said, entering the room. “Your form is almost perfect.”
Troy’s deep rumble washed over Cody’s body, and he warmed under the man’s approval. He felt his cock start to harden and rise toward his belly. It was embarrassing how easily he got turned on by the sound of Troy’s voice.
Cody watched Troy through his lashes as the man removed his shirt and threw it over the back of a chair. He slowly unlaced his boots, and they thudded onto the hardwood floors. Troy stood when only his jeans remained and walked over to where Cody was still kneeling on the floor.
“I had so much planned for our evening, pet,” Troy told him. “But I find I am too impatient to have you. Go and get on the bed. Lie on your back, with your arms above your head, holding on to the head board.”
“Yes, Sir,” Cody answered and scrambled to do as ordered.
The soft comforter felt warm and cozy against his naked back, a stark contrast to the wooden slats his fingers wrapped around as he held on to the bedhead.
“I’m going to bind your wrists and ankles, pet,” Troy said. “Your safe word is red.”
“Yes, Sir.” Cody felt his cock get harder, almost painfully so, and pre-cum leaked onto his belly. He loved being tied down, or up, or however you wanted to look at it.
Troy moved to one of his side tables and pulled out a length of rope. It was black and red, and Cody knew it was smooth to touch. He shivered in delight and tried to rein in some of his eagerness.
Troy made quick work of wrapping the rope around Cody’s wrists and tying them to the slats in the headboard. Cody pulled with his arms, but they were going nowhere, and he heard Troy chuckle above him.
“Not too tight?” Troy asked and ran a finger between the rope and his wrists.
“No, Sir.”
“Lift your legs up and spread them wide,” Troy demanded.
Cody shuffled on the bed and swung his legs up and over his head. He spread them wide and thanked his stars that he was flexible. This position would be really uncomfortable if he wasn’t.
Troy tied each ankle to the headboard, and Cody was well and truly stuck. His body was almost folded in half, and his ass was lifted and showing Troy all his goodies. In this position Cody could hide nothing from Troy’s gaze or his touch.
The thought sent another shiver through his body, and he closed his eyes to try and hide his enthusiasm. It was one thing for Troy to know Cody enjoyed his touch. It was another to come across as desperate and needy.
“Don’t close your eyes,” Troy said. “Look at me.”
Crap, Troy could always read him. There went any chance of hiding just how damned turned on he was.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I love how much you enjoy the things we do together. I want you just as much and can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock.”
Cody whimpered when Troy ran his callused hand along his butt cheeks and down the back of his thighs. He tapped at the butt plug in Cody’s back passage and slowly pulled it out before gently pushing it back in.
“Looks like someone came prepared,” Troy said chuckling. “Don’t move, pet.” He got off the bed and moved to the side table once more. Cody looked at him through his spread legs as Troy removed his pants and donned a condom.
He joined Cody back on the bed, a bottle of lube clutched in his hand. Cody’s heart hammered in his chest, thumping in time with his throbbing penis, and his breath left his lungs in little pants.
“Please,” Cody begged. “I…I…I need…”
His brain went blank, whatever he was trying to say forgotten, when Troy’s big body covered his and he latched onto Cody’s little brown nipple with his lips.
“Oh shit,” Cody cried.
Troy’s teeth grazed his erect nipple, and his tongue soothed the bite.
“Shhh.” Troy’s breath was warm against his skin. “No talking.”
Troy moved to the other nipple and paid it the same attention. Cody felt him remove the plug from his body and heard the pop of the lube bottle before cool liquid hit his hot skin.
He cried out as one long finger entered his tight, forbidden hole, stretching him and grazing his sensitive insides. Troy continued to torment his nipples and added another finger, scissoring them as he moved them in and out.
“Ready for me, babe?” Troy asked, lifting his head and removing his fingers from Cody’s body. Cody groaned in protest at the loss, but nodded in agreement at the same time.
“Words, pet,” Troy said. “I want to hear the words.”
“Yes, Sir,” Cody replied breathlessly. “Please.”
Troy didn’t wait to be told twice. He lined his long length up with Cody’s tight hole and slowly slid in until his balls rested against Cody’s body. Troy went farther into Cody until there were only inches separating their mouths and Cody stared into his deep-chocolate eyes.
“Mine,” Troy said and started to move inside him, his cock raking over Cody’s sensitive nerves. Troy caught Cody’s mouth with his own, their tongues tangling and dancing as Troy’s hips picked up speed.
Cody moaned in frustration, wanting to move his hips to meet Troy’s thrusts, but the rope prevented him from moving and kept him right where Troy wanted him.
Cody broke off the kiss and panted. Troy changed the angle of his thrusts and nailed his prostate with the large head of his cock.
“Please,” Cody said begging. His cock was hard and leaking, and he needed to come so bad he thought the head of his cock was going to blow straight off.
“Yes, now,” Troy said and grabbed Cody’s length in his rough fist, moving it along the stalk in time with the pounding of his hips.
Cody roared his release and felt the warm heat of his seed hit his belly and chest. He panted and shook as he came hard and long, his mind filled with pleasure.
Troy continued to move inside him as he milked Cody’s cock until, with a roar of his own, Cody felt the hot cum fill the condom and Troy collapsed over him.
They lay in a pile, and Cody felt surrounded by Troy’s warmth. The man’s big body put out a lot of heat, and Cody loved to snuggle into his hot embrace.
“Wow,” Cody said breathlessly. Troy grunted a reply ma
king him smile.
As Cody panted and tried to catch his breath, he closed his eyes, all thought of his job in Seattle and the talk he and Troy needed to have forgotten.
* * * *
Cody’s eyes snapped open when pots clanged together in the kitchen, and it took him awhile to awaken properly and remember where he was. He smiled as the events of the previous night came back to him, and he snuggled down into the soft bedding.
Troy had been incredible last night. Everything had been perfect, from the dinner he had cooked Cody to tying him to the bed afterward. Cody couldn’t have dreamt a more incredible night. He had simply fallen more and more in love with the man.
When the two of them got together, it was as though they were meant to be and everything fell into place. So why the moment he left Troy’s sight, did the man go back to being all standoffish and reluctant to call their relationship anything more than a good time.
It was certainly serious to Cody. He was ready to pledge undying love and forever more, but Troy didn’t even want Cody to call him his boyfriend. Which reminded Cody that they still needed to have a serious talk about his job offer in Seattle.
If last night was any indication, Cody wouldn’t be going anywhere. Then again, if Troy’s previous behavior was any indication, Cody would be on the next bus interstate.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Troy said as he entered the room and sat on the bed next to Cody’s hip.
Cody couldn’t help but stare at Troy. He had a serious case of bed hair and his stubble was longer and gave him an unkempt, shaggy appearance. Cody thought he looked fucking hot and felt his cock growing hard under the sheet.
“Morning,” Cody replied and then yawned.
He hadn’t gotten much sleep last night. Troy had moved a lot in the bed, and it had woken Cody up, but at least he could snuggle into the big man’s embrace, and it made him feel cared for and protected.
“Breakfast is ready,” Troy told him. “Come eat, and then I have to head into work.”
Troy leant down and took Cody’s mouth in a long, drugging good-morning kiss. Cody held back a moan. Troy tasted like coffee, and he liked nothing better than the flavor of coffee. Seems he especially liked the flavor on Troy’s tongue.
Cody broke the kiss with a sigh, and watched Troy walk out of the room. He had to admire Troy’s ass in his tight jeans, which did nothing to alleviate the hard-on he was sporting under the sheets.
Cody reluctantly got out of the bed and padded over to the en-suite bathroom. Once he had taken care of his morning needs, he washed his hands and pulled on yesterday’s clothes. He really hadn’t been intending to stay the night. Otherwise, he would have packed a small bag and dumped at least clean undies and a toothbrush inside.
Cody’s stomach rumbled at the smell of cooking bacon, as he made his way into the kitchen. He walked straight past the table and directly to the coffee pot. He hated percolated coffee, but it was all Troy had. It was either drink it or go without, something he was not willing to do. He might be a self-professed coffee snob, but he was even worse when he had no coffee in his system and all.
“Last night you said we needed to talk,” Troy said when he finished getting his coffee and took a seat at the table. “What is it?”
Cody sucked in a big breath and slowly blew it out again. It was a lot harder than he thought. He needed to suck it up and get on with it.
“Yes,” Cody replied. “I have been offered a job in Seattle. Fanatics want me to be head barrister in their chain of coffee stores.”
“Congratulations,” Troy said. “I know you have always been striving for a job just like it. So what did you need to talk to me about?”
Was the man clueless, or did he really not know just how much Cody wanted him in his life?
“If I take the job,” Cody told him, “I would have to move to Seattle.”
Cody looked at Troy expectantly. Troy sipped his coffee and ate a bite of his eggs before looking up at Cody.
“I understood that much,” Troy said. “Do you need help moving?”
Cody felt his mouth drop open and his heart break. Troy was acting as though he wasn’t even a consideration in Cody decision to move to another state.
“No,” Cody snapped. “I don’t need help moving.”
“So you aren’t going to take the job?” Troy asked. “I still don’t understand what this has to do with me.”
Cody dropped his fork, and it clattered onto his plate. He felt tears of frustration rise in his eyes and blinked them back. This was going worse than he’d ever imagined. He’d always known Troy was difficult and stubborn, but he didn’t realize that he was stupid and clueless, too.
“I can’t believe you could be this insensitive,” Cody said. “I wanted to talk to you about my job offer because I consider you my partner and thought maybe you might like me enough to want me to stay.”
“Cody,” Troy said sighing, “I told you from the start that I wasn’t the settling-down type and not to pin your hopes on me. I never led you to believe otherwise.”
“I know,” Cody replied. “You were always upfront and truthful about your feelings. It was all me. I wanted more. Want more.”
He moved over to the kitchen window and stared out into the small neat backyard.
“Babe,” Troy said, “I care for you. I do. Otherwise I wouldn’t have called you back after our first date. But I can’t give you more than what I already have. You should take the job. It is a great opportunity for you. I can’t ask you to stay for me. I’m sorry.”
Cody felt Troy come up behind him and place his hands on his shoulders. His breath shuddered as he tried so hard not to cry. He wanted to walk out of there with some dignity left.
“It’s fine, really,” Cody said. “I’ll take the job. I will miss you though. It was good while it lasted.”
“Cody.” Troy turned Cody to face him, and Cody looked up into his eyes. How did things fall apart so easily? Cody had spent the night in Troy’s arms and felt as if he could take on the entire world. Now he was about to weep in those same arms, defeated and going to take on Seattle alone.
“Please don’t cry,” Troy said. “We still have until you need to leave.”
No, Cody couldn’t spend any more time investing his heart where it wasn’t wanted. He couldn’t have sex with Troy knowing that it was soon to be all over for good.
“I can’t,” Cody told Troy. “It is best if we break things of now. I will need to move in a few weeks and will have a lot to organize. I will never forget our time together.”
“I understand,” Troy said. “At least finish your breakfast.”
Cody couldn’t eat. Not after he had just had his heart ripped from his chest. His appetite had fled. Exactly what he needed to do. Leave.
Cody took a step back and looked at Troy. His big eyes looked sad as they stared back at Cody. He needed to leave before he gave in and made love to Troy one last time.
“I have to go,” he said. “Goodbye, Troy. I hope you find someone who makes you want to commit. I guess that just wasn’t me.”
He didn’t wait for Troy to reply and ducked his head as he walked out the door. He didn’t look back as he opened the front door and walked out, pausing on the step with one last hope that Troy would call out and stop him from leaving.
When he heard only silence, Cody pulled the door shut behind him and made his way to his car.
He had given everything he had to try and be more for Troy, to be the one that made it past the wall Troy had erected and hopefully be let in, but he had failed. He had no one to blame for his hurt feelings but himself, and he understood that. He did. Didn’t mean it hurt any less though.
With one last look toward Troy’s house, Cody started his car and drove out into the street. He needed to put everything behind him and look to the future. A new job, a new state, and a new beginning.
Troy had taught him a lot about himself and submission, and Cody was determined to find a dominant that not only n
eeded him too but one that was also willing to commit and love him back as fiercely as he would them.
Chapter Three
Troy watched as Cody pulled away from his house. He wore a devastated look on his handsome face. Troy knew how Cody felt because he was feeling the same damned thing. His heart was breaking watching his sexy submissive leave him, but it was for the best.
He had lied when he told Cody he didn’t want a relationship with him. Troy wanted Cody in his life so badly it was like a physical ache in his being. It was never going to happen though.
He had pinned all his hopes on one person before and was not only blindsided when the relationship ended but shattered as well. He had his heart broken in the nastiest way and would not let it happen again.
Troy had dated Maria for just over five years. They had talked of marriage and family and had even purchased the big house that Troy lived in now. She knew that Troy was bi and said she never had a problem with it and that she trusted him. Everything in Troy’s life was perfect.
So it was a total shock when he came home from the garage one afternoon to find Maria had packed up her stuff and was moving in with his brother. They had fallen in love, she told him. She felt neglected because he was always working at the garage. His brother had consoled her, and love had blossomed.
Of course he was always at work. He was trying to pay off the large house he had bought to keep her happy, not to mention all the furnishings, clothes, and jewelry the woman wanted. Maria was a material woman, and he had struggled to keep up with her demands.
He knew that he sounded bitter, and he supposed he was. Even after all these years. She had used him badly and ruined him for any other potential relationship. His only consolation was that Maria was now married to his brother and making his life hell.
Not that Troy talked to either of them, but his mother often passed on news about them. His mom was upset that her two sons had fallen out but understood the reason why Troy refused to speak to his brother.
She was a very caring and understanding woman. Raising two kids on her own, after the sudden death of their father, Julie Boone was a force to be reckoned with. She had worked hard her whole life to support her two sons until Troy was old enough to get a job of his own. Then he had helped repay his mother’s years of hard work and dedication to her kids.
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