by Max Walker
Red had been a top every time they’ve fucked, but now his body was craving something more. His cells were practically screaming out for Caleb. He had to sit on Caleb’s cock, he had to have his man inside of him. He had no idea if it was going to hurt or feel like bliss.
Red’s heart was drumming in his chest as he climbed on top of Caleb, who was grinning with a smile that almost made Red come right then and there. Instead, his rock-hard length throbbed and leaked a clear thread of precome, falling down on Caleb’s taut belly. Red leaned down, feeling Caleb’s cock rubbing against his ass, and kissed Caleb with a type of kiss that demanded possession. Red didn’t want anyone else but Caleb. This was the man he wanted by his side for the rest of his life. This was the man he wanted to experience everything the world had to offer with. He wanted Caleb to be the first and only man to ever be inside of him.
“I love you,” Red said in a husky moan. The world's fell out of him like a waterfall.
“I love you, too.” Caleb’s hazel eyes bore through him as the tip of his lubed cock pressed up against Red’s tight ass. His own stiff cock pulsed in the air, leaking more of his sticky precome down onto Caleb’s stomach. Red reached over and grabbed the lube bottle from the night stand. He reached behind him and ran his lubed hand down his crack, making sure to get Caleb’s cock nice and slick as well.
“Fuck,” Red hissed as Caleb lifted his hips up from the bed, pushing the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle.
“Breathe,” Caleb reminded him. Red took a breath as he felt himself receiving more of Caleb.
“Fuuuck,” Red repeated. “You’ve got such a big dick. Is that even going to fit?” He groaned as Caleb sunk deeper.
“It’ll fit,” Caleb said, grinning as he bit his lower lip. “Just relax. Tell me if I’m going to fast.”
Red took another breath. He pushed his ass lower, taking more of Caleb, feeling himself stretch wider. The sensation of fullness was different at first, before quickly becoming intoxicating. He wanted Caleb to sink completely into him. He wanted to feel that fullness with Caleb completely inside of him.
“Oh fuck,” Red groaned, sitting down and taking all of Caleb’s cock inside. He felt it, and he fucking loved it. Caleb moved a hand from Red’s hips to grip onto his cock, stopping it from pulsing in the air. He squeezed at the base before tugging upward, drawing out clear beads of come. Red’s balls were tight as he lifted his ass up and then brought it back down, feeling Caleb’s cock stroke his insides. It was incredible. Red had initially felt some discomfort, a bit of a burn, but that all faded by the third thrust.
Red started to pick up speed now. Grunting like an animal as Caleb put his hips into it as well, thrusting every time Red bounced down on his cock, driving himself deeper, harder. Caleb’s fist was still wrapped right around Red’s swollen cock.
“Yeah, just like that. Fuck, Red, you’re so fucking tight.” Caleb’s hazel eyes were lit with fire. Hearing him talk like that drove Red crazy. He loved seeing Caleb lose it whenever he was fucking him, and now that it was the other way around, he found it even hotter.
“You like that?” Red said, picking up the pace, slamming his ass down harder, going balls deep before coming up to feel the tip of Caleb’s cock at his hole.
“Yeah, keep bouncing on my cock, just like that.”
Their moans filled the room along with the sound of skin slapping on skin. Red’s balls were so tight, they were practically gone. The aching pressure started to build inside of them, the one telling him he was close. So fucking close.
“Oh, fuck, I’m close, baby,” Red practically whined, his throat tightening.
That’s when Caleb slowed down, smiling devilishly as he slowly pulled his cock out of Red’s ass with a pop.
“Not just yet,” he said, sounding just as evil as he had on the boat.
“You fucking bastard,” Red growled, smiling, feeling his body on the edge of bliss and ready to dive.
Thirty-Three
Caleb Forester
Caleb loved making Red squirm, and tonight was extra special. He had always wanted to try topping Red, but never thought Red would be as into it as he actually was. The man looked like he was living for having Caleb’s cock inside him. He was rolling his eyes and throwing his head back and sounding like a wild animal. It was so fucking hot and Caleb wanted it to last as long as it could. He had felt the hours of despair that came with not having Red, and he wanted to erase all that by overdosing on him.
“Lay down,” he said, guiding Red down onto the mattress. He was between Red’s legs now, basically reversing their positions. From his view, he looked down at Red, his muscular body shiny with sweat and flushed with heat. His chest was pink underneath the dark peppering of hair. His gaze trailed down, over the delicious happy trail, and to his swollen cock, throbbing in the air as though it were begging to be sucked.
Caleb was happy to oblige.
He crawled back on the bed a bit and leaned down, licking around the tip, over the wet slit, down the silky soft shaft. Red moaned and gyrated his hips, trying to get his entire cock into Caleb’s mouth.
Caleb, once again, was happy to oblige.
He started sucking on the head, tasting Red on the tip. He savored it, sucking more of Red’s cock into his mouth, hearing him grunt as his fingers started to tug on Caleb’s hair. Caleb loved that feeling. He gobbled up Red’s cock, feeling his balls get tighter and tighter in his palm. Red was practically twitching when Caleb came up for breath and stopped sucking him off.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” Caleb growled, feeling a sort of animalistic instinct take over. He wasn’t normally so vocal, but something about Red was driving him fucking crazy.
“Yeah?” Red asked, reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing the lube again. He squirted some on his palm and spread it over Caleb’s cock before sliding his hand down between his leg, working his own hole.
“Mhmm,” Caleb moaned, lifting Red’s legs up in the air and exposing his tight ass. Red continued to slide his fingers over his hole, spreading his ass apart for Caleb.
“Finger yourself,” Caleb said, watching as Red slid a finger into his tight hole. He slipped another, inside and out, opening himself for Caleb.
Caleb had to get inside of Red.
“Come here,” he said, grunting as he threw Red’s legs onto his shoulders. He lined his cock up with Red’s pink hole and slid in, sinking himself balls deep into Red with one slick, swift move. Red, being so receptive and turned on, didn’t need as much prep as Caleb thought. They both moaned in unison as heat enveloped Caleb and his cock filled Red to the brim.
It was bliss. Pure bliss.
Caleb rolled his hips back, pulling his cock out to the tip before watching it plunge back into Red’s ass. Slowly at first, tender and soft, making sure he wasn’t hurting Red. He reached down and held onto Red’s cock as he went harder, picking up the pace, both men grunting now with every thrust, pleasure consuming the both of them.
“Keep fucking me,” Red pleaded, his hands making fists in the sheets, drawing them up as Caleb continued to fuck him, balls slapping against Red’s ass, Caleb’s legs starting to tingle with the impending climax.
Red’s eyes were shut tight in ecstasy. Caleb leaned down, kissing him as he continued to fuck him. He slowed down now, the thrusts becoming longer, more rhythmic. They continued to kiss. Caleb could feel himself falling into a deep well there was no climbing out of. He was so irreparably in love with this man. It wasn’t something he had just realized, but it was something that became all the more concrete.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” Caleb moaned, unable to hold it back any longer.
“Do it inside me, fill me, baby,” Red practically begged for it. He was jerking himself off, faster and faster as Caleb’s thrusts grew more erratic. Caleb’s thighs tensed and his toes curled behind him as his balls unloaded inside of Red. His whole body shook with every wave, and fuck were there waves. It felt like it was never ending, m
ade more intense when Red started to climax, his ass clenching around Caleb’s pulsing cock.
Anyone nearby would have called the police over the sounds that the two men made.
After, Caleb collapsed in a heap onto Red, his cock still inside of him. They both started to chuckle.
“Holy fuck,” Red said, breathless. Caleb, smiling, kissed him. He reached down between them and pulled his still swollen cock out. Red laughed and squirmed, drawing another kiss from Caleb.
“How was that?”
“I feel like you’ve been holding out on me,” Red said, his cheeks pink. “It was fucking incredible.”
“It really was,” Caleb said, whole-heartedly agreeing. They kissed again through their smiles. The moment between them was loaded with passion and love. Nothing could compare to this. Caleb had never felt more complete.
“I was so scared, Red.” He looked deep into Red’s eyes. “I thought I lost you, and I didn’t even know why. It was terrifying.”
Caleb felt himself opening up like a flower. He had all these emotions running through him, mixing with the ecstasy from the climax, it was creating a torrent of words.
“When you put that ring on my finger, I felt whole. And that sounds so dumb and cliche and like something you’d say in one of your movies—not that your movies are dumb and cliche (“mhmm,” Red said)— but damn, it’s true. I’ve never gotten so excited envisioning my future before, and that was all because you were in the picture. Then, just like that, the picture was dumped in the shredder.”
Red’s eyes were getting glossy with emotion. “It was terrible, Caleb. The moment Peter sent that message, I knew I had made a mistake. I would have called you right then and there, but Peter ended up smashing my phone. So, I may have smashed his laptop before I stormed out and raced my way to Sierra View.”
“Good thing you do your own stunts,” Caleb said, smiling softly.
Red chuckled. “At least it’s all over now. We can put it behind us. Nothing’s going to stop the two of us.”
“Nothing,” Caleb said, whole-heartedly agreeing.
They kissed again.
And again.
And again.
Every time, it was like the first time, and it would stay that way for the rest of their lives.
Epilogue
Six Years Later
CALEB
A thin blanket of pristine white snow covered the normally emerald green grass. The hills appeared as though a bucket of whiteout was dumped over them, making them harder to see as Caleb watched to make sure Bear didn’t get too lost in the snow. It was only about half-a-foot of covering, but the little Yorkie didn’t need much to disappear. Plus, he was quite an adventurous little fur ball so Caleb wouldn’t have been surprised if dove headfirst into a pile of snow just to see if there was a bone inside. Normally, when their backyard wasn’t a winter wonderland, Bear would spend an hour running around and trying to find treats he had already hid around the property.
He was a weird one, and they absolutely loved him.
“Come on, Bearski,” Caleb called affectionately. Bear looked up from sniffing the ground, his snout covered in white dust. He started running toward the porch, his thick Puppyface jacket making him look like a puffy abominable snowman with a big plaid hood bouncing as he ran.
“That jacket is ridiculous,” Red said with a laugh as he walked up behind Caleb.
“I know, I love it.” Caleb leaned into Red, feeling him kiss the top of his head.
It was cold out, meaning Red’s body warmth was more than welcome. Caleb turned around and kissed Red as Bear leaped up the four steps and barreled into the house, going straight for the treat jar. He sat down and waited patiently for his reward while Caleb tried not to get carried away with his kiss. He never got bored of kissing Red, even six years into their relationship. He had loved every second of those six years, even the bad seconds. Like the time they had to rush to the hospital because of Caleb’s appendix, or the time they got stranded at an airport for two days because of a massive blizzard. Hell, even their random trips to Ikea didn’t break them. Red had never been to the Swedish furniture paradise and so Caleb had decided to bring him, if only for the meatballs, but also to test the strength of their union.
Ikea was known to destroy couples. They go in as lovers and out as gladiators.
But, what Caleb loved most of all, was the day they got to meet the love of their lives. Their sun in the sky. Their little angel on earth.
Lily Miller Forester, a beautiful baby girl born on an equally beautiful summer’s day. Caleb remembered it like it was yesterday, not four years ago. He could remember everything, down to the shoes Red was wearing, the panicked look he had as they rushed into the hospital, the smile on one of their close friends after she brought little Lily into the world.
And Lily. Those bright golden eyes. Those plump little cheeks. The tiny fingers that tried their damnedest to hold onto yours. And her smile. Even as a newborn, she had a smile that lit up an entire room.
The moment she entered their lives, everything changed for the better. Fatherhood was difficult, that part there was no sugarcoating, but Caleb couldn’t have asked for a better partner to figure it all out with.
“Daddy! Can I go out and play!”
“No, sweetie pie, we have to get ready. Your uncles are almost here.” Caleb separated from Red and picked his little girl up, swinging her around and eliciting a barrage of giggles. It was the most innocent, sweet sound in the world.
“Yay! Uncle Dean and Nono!”
Caleb, trying to hold back his laugh, set Lily down. “His name’s Noah, sweetie. No-ah.”
“Nono!”, she exclaimed, jumping up and down with a wide smile. She looked soo cute in her little pink Power Ranger pajama set.
Red couldn’t hold back the laugh. He grabbed Lily’s hand and led her back to her room so she could get ready. Caleb watched them go, being followed by a still hungry Bear. Luna jumped off her cat tree and sauntered behind the train, no doubt hungry for some tuna. He closed the door to the backyard and went into the kitchen, grabbing himself a mug and popping a coffee cup into the machine. He pressed the buttons and let his coffee brew while he gazed out the window, trying to figure out what he did in his life that earned him this paradise.
***
RED
The doorbell rang throughout the house. Red ran down stairs, Caleb followed behind with Lily. Bear had beaten them to it, yapping and jumping at the door as if he were going to open it himself. Red wouldn’t be surprised. He swore that dog had super-human abilities… or super-canine abilities? Regardless, he had done some crazy shit. Red walked in on him trying to open up the bottom-most drawer in the kitchen as if he was going to find treats.
“Hello!” Red said as he opened the door, greeting Noah and Dean with open arms. They all shared hugs, Lily getting the longest ones, and then helped the two guys in with their luggage.
“How was the flight?” Red asked, rolling the two luggages over to the guest room, just adjacent to the living room.
“Great,” Noah replied, taking his coat off, “a little bumpy for a few minutes there, but nothing some hand-holding couldn’t get Dean through.”
“Me?” Dean scoffed. “He almost had me illegally prescribe him Xanax before we got on the flight. As if I had a dispenser in my back pocket.”
“Hey, I don’t know, medicine is crazy these days.” Noah was smiling as he picked Lily up. She had changed into a cute light blue shirt and her favorite purple pants. She looked like a little candy ball in Noah’s arms, popping against his black long-sleeved shirt.
“And how are you, miss princess?”
“Great, Nono!”
Noah laughed, giving her a big smooch on the cheek. “I’m so glad to hear,” he put her down on the floor where Bear immediately went to playfully nip at her ankles. She laughed and ran down the hall, toward the living room. They all followed her lead, talking more about their trip and how they both couldn’t wait to
get there and spend time with Red and Caleb and their family. They liked to set aside a week or two out of every year where they all escaped their daily lives and went somewhere. It wasn’t always to Red and Caleb’s vacation house in New York, one year they had decided to fly to Amsterdam and another year to Tokyo, but they always went somewhere.
“Crow couldn’t make it, huh?” Dean asked, grabbing himself a cold Corona from the fridge.
“Nah,” Red said, looking for the bottle opener. “He couldn’t take time off from tour.”
Noah opened the fridge and went for a Blue Moon. “Well, when you see him, tell him I wasn’t joking about getting him to sign my—ass.” He dropped his voice at the end to avoid cursing in front of Lily.
“Did Selena have the baby, yet?” Dean asked.
“Yesterday actually,” Red said, feeling happy for her and her family. “She sent me pictures, he’s crazy cute.”
“Gage must be so happy.”
“Oh, he’s on another planet. He’s sent so many Snapchats of him and the baby, my phone’s been vibrating nonstop,” Caleb said, smiling as he pulled out the tray of Redtinis they had prepared. “These are for after the beers.”
The spent the rest of the day reminiscing about their times together. Stories about jumping into Lake Michigan completely nude, or the time the four of them rode elephants through an Indonesian rain forest (which Caleb wasn’t all that fond of seeing as his fear of horses was only magnified ten tons). At one point, Red looked around and couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.
Lily was laughing, throwing Bear’s rubber duck toy across the living room. Luna batted her tail on the roof of her cat house as she perched there, observing everyone in the room. Caleb was sitting next to him on the couch, their hands linked together. Dean and Noah sat nestled on the other couch, laughing and having a great time.
