Bound by Love

by T. A. Chase

  “Lead the way.” Tyler gestured for him to go ahead.

  “You just want to stare at my ass,” he teased.

  “And you weren’t doing that a minute ago?” The twinkle in Tyler’s eyes ruined his glare.

  He gave the younger man an innocent look. “What do you expect when you flaunt such a fine-looking ass in front of me?”

  The compliment made Tyler blush. “Flaunt? I don’t flaunt.”

  He burst out laughing. Tyler’s hazel eyes gleamed.

  “Thank you, love.”

  He knew Tyler teased to lighten the mood.

  “You’re welcome. Let’s go for a ride. Maybe after lunch, I can go for a different ride.”

  The leer Tyler shot his direction stiffened his cock and he groaned.

  “Tyler, riding with a hard-on is uncomfortable,” he complained.

  “Good. I don’t want to be the only one suffering.” Tyler tipped his hat to Ren, nudged Gonzo with his heels and shot down the trail.

  “Brat,” Ren called after him before urging Solace to give chase.

  They kept the conversation light as they took their time getting to the cabin where they had first been together. Ren let go of the guilt he felt toward Keith. He knew nothing could be done that wasn’t already being tried. Keith would have to fight through and make peace with his demons in his own way.

  The sun had just reached over head when Tyler pulled Gonzo to a halt in front of the paddock and Ren joined him. The horses were unsaddled, watered and put into their pen. He picked Tyler’s saddlebags and slung them over his shoulder.

  “Let’s eat.” He nodded toward the cabin.

  Smirking, Tyler brushed a hand over Ren’s ass and walked ahead of him.

  “If you’re not careful, cowboy, you’re not going to get lunch first,” he growled.

  Tyler winked. “Maybe I’m not hungry for food. I might be interested in a different kind of meat.”

  Ren’s mouth opened and closed like a fish. He doubled over, laughing so hard, tears rolled down his cheeks. When he caught his breath, he snagged Tyler around the waist with one arm.

  “I can’t believe you said that.” He nuzzled Tyler’s neck and chuckled.

  The younger man turned red and actually giggled. “Neither can I.”

  He licked a line from the sensitive spot behind Tyler’s ear to where his lover’s neck blended with his shoulders. He sucked on a little piece of flesh, drawing up a dark bruise. Tyler whimpered and pushed closer as Ren untucked Tyler’s T-shirt. Sliding his free hand up under the fabric, he pressed on one of the red marks he knew was there.

  “Oh.”

  Tyler arched, grinding his cock against Ren’s. Could he make his responsive lover come simply from touching those welts? He decided to save that experiment for another time. He pulled away, ignoring Tyler’s protest.

  “Inside. I want to fuck you on the bed or over the table. I don’t care which.”

  A tremble crashed over Tyler’s body at Ren’s words. He slapped Tyler’s ass to get the other man moving.

  “I want you naked and on the bed by the time I get our food taken care of.”

  “God,” Tyler murmured and raced for the cabin.

  Ren followed leisurely. He didn’t plan on playing rough. Tyler’s back wasn’t up to another round yet.

  The cabin had an open floor plan. When he stepped inside and glanced to his left, he saw Tyler’s clothes scattered over the floor. Tyler sprawled on the bed, pumping his erection.

  “Put your arms above your head,” Ren barked.

  Tyler blinked and hesitated before moving his hands. He looked frustrated.

  “No touching yourself allowed, love.”

  Ren went to the kitchen and set the bags on the counter. He crossed his arms and leaned against the sink. Tyler’s tanned body stretched out like an offering, his cock jutting from a nest of blond curls, swollen and weeping pre-come. The sight caused Ren’s dick to harden to the point of pain. Adjusting himself, he was tempted to strip, but fought the urge. A little discomfort never hurt anyone.

  “Bring your prick here and I’ll take care of the swelling.” Tyler pointed at Ren’s groin with his chin.

  “I know you would. You’ve proven it, but waiting can be fun. Don’t touch yourself,” he repeated. “I want you to come when I fuck you.”

  He unpacked the food, making sure everything was in neat stacks and piles, even taking the time to stow the bags in the closet.

  Rustling made him look over his shoulder. Tyler had rolled over, rubbing his shaft over the blanket. Ren admired the man’s determination. Walking over, he popped Tyler on the ass. The younger man rolled over and pouted.

  “You said I couldn’t touch with my hands. You never said anything about rubbing off on something.”

  He raised an eyebrow. Opening his jeans, he freed his own cock. Ren grasped it and stroked. “You come now, you’re not getting any of this.”

  Tyler climbed to his hands and knees, crawling across the mattress with his gaze focused on Ren’s crotch.

  “You aren’t fighting fair.” Tyler licked his lips as hunger flashed in his eyes.

  Ren didn’t protest when Tyler wrapped his mouth around the head of his cock. He looked down and the younger man teased him with his tongue and teeth.

  “Beautiful.” He ran his fingers over the hollow sucking created of Tyler’s cheeks.

  Tyler’s skin took a cute pink hue. His lover let go.

  “Will you fuck me now?”

  “What? No foreplay?” He peeled his clothes off, tossing them and not caring where they landed.

  Shaking his head, Tyler confessed, “Not this time. I want to feel you, Ren. I don’t mean being spanked or whipped. I want you buried so deep in me, I can’t remember where you start and I end.”

  He groaned. His mind whirled with the image of his cock buried balls deep in Tyler’s ass. Of their bodies moving together. His mouth went dry.

  He swallowed. “Where’s the lube?”

  “Don’t need it.”

  Ren lost the ability to speak. Tyler stuck two of his own fingers in his mouth, got them good and wet. One long leg was pulled back, revealing Tyler’s hole, pink and puckered. Tyler jammed his fingers in and Ren’s knees gave out.

  He sat on the bed, watching Tyler get ready for him. Tyler wiggled and shifted, pulling his leg farther. Two fingers became three and Tyler’s stomach glistened with sweat and drops of pre-come.

  “Ren, love, need you.” Tyler’s pleas grew in volume.

  Suddenly Ren couldn’t take anymore. He pushed Tyler’s hands away, used his own spit to slick up. Positioning his flared cock head at Tyler’s stretched opening, he took Tyler by the hips and rammed into him.

  “Shit.”

  “Fuck.”

  Their shouts filled the cabin. Ren couldn’t stop reaming Tyler’s ass. Watching his lover touch himself so intimately lit a primitive blaze in Ren. Not only did he want to bathe Tyler’s innermost places with his seed, he wanted to mark the man in a more visible way.

  Leaning forward, he bit Tyler’s shoulder. Tyler screamed, body bucking under him. Hot liquid splashed between their bodies. Tyler’s climax drove Ren over into his own. His cock was surrounded by moist heat as he poured his come into Tyler.

  He collapsed onto Tyler, who wound his arms around him. Their slowly diminishing jerks and quivers drew corresponding ones from each other.

  After what felt like an hour, but really was only a couple of minutes, Ren’s strength returned. He rolled to his side and moans were uttered when his soft cock slid from Tyler. He climbed out of bed and went to the pump in the sink. He found a cloth, soaked it and washed. Rinsing it, he carried it over to the bed and made sure it was lukewarm before he cleaned Tyler.

  Tossing the cloth back into the sink, he laid back down, resting his head on his hand and stared at Tyler. His lover ran a gentle finger over Ren’s eyebrows and down the slope of his nose. He saw the satisfaction and love in Tyler’s gaze. It was a perfe
ct moment.

  “Move in with me,” he blurted out.

  For a second, Tyler looked surprised and then happiness blossomed in his face. “Are you sure?”

  He nodded. “Yeah, I am. I love you, Tyler Newsome. Maybe I always have. I want to share everything with you. My house, my bed, my love, and most definitely my body.”

  Ren took Tyler’s hand and laid it on his chest, lacing their fingers together.

  “What about Isaiah and Keith?” Tears made Tyler’s hazel eyes sparkle.

  “Keith’s not coming back here to live, only for visits. He never wanted to raise horses. Isaiah’s needed elsewhere. Maybe one day when he’s older, he’ll come back, but for now, his purpose is to wander. You can still help your dad with the cattle, but I want to go to sleep with you and wake up to you in my bed every day.”

  He brought their hands to his mouth, whispering a kiss over Tyler’s knuckles. There wasn’t any fear in his heart.

  Tyler nodded, seemingly choked by emotion. The younger man blinked and cleared his throat. “I’d be honored to move in with you, Ren. This was what I was looking for when I came home. Someone who saw me and understood me.”

  Their promises were made and sealed with a gentle kiss. There was passion and desire in their embrace as well. Yet underlying every other emotion was love. One that Ren figured would only grow stronger and deeper as the years went by.

  He tugged the covers over them. Snuggling close, arms wrapped around each other, Tyler drifted off to sleep. Ren laid there, eyes closed and listened to Tyler breathe. His own sleep would always be haunted by nightmares, but he knew he’d rest easy as long as Tyler was in his arms.

  About the Author

  There is beauty in every kind of love, so why not live a life without boundaries? Experiencing everything the world offers fascinates me and writing about the things that make each of us unique is how I share those insights. When not writing, I’m watching movies, reading and living life to the fullest.

  Find TA on the internet at: http://www.tachase.com

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