Plumbing His Depths (The Three Bears Book 3)

by Kelex

  Ryan’s legs started to shake slightly as Colt continued to feast on the man’s shaft. Testing the waters, Colt began to play with Ryan’s balls before inching a finger back behind the man and running it around the rim of Ryan’s anus. Ryan groaned, his ass clenching. Buoyed, Colt pressed the tip of his finger into Ryan a fraction of an inch. Ryan stiffened, but quickly relaxed against the intrusion and allowed a little more.

  As Colt pushed through the tight band of nerves, slipping his finger completely into Ryan’s body. Ryan cried out, pressing back against the insertion. He rocked his hips, his body frenzied. Cresting quickly, sweat glistened on his tensing body as he sailed toward release.

  Colt typically slowed his play. Coming too soon could ruin a sex session, but after waiting so long to get his hands on Ryan, Colt wasn’t ready to slow things down. Instead, he urged the release on, hoping Ryan would have another in him for later. Colt needed to see his lover peak, needed to see the man in ecstasy and know he was the cause for the reaction. Ryan stiffened before groaning loudly. A heated blast of cum shot from his cock and down Colt’s throat. Colt swallowed the salty seed as well as the ensuing rounds as he drained Ryan’s cock of every drop. Ryan’s cum only made Colt hungry for more.

  It was over too quickly.

  He stared up at a gaze filled with lust. Ryan was breathing rapidly, while a few beads of sweat ran down the side of his handsome face.

  Colt continued to jerk the ebbing erection, not ready for their play to be over. Ryan remained semi-hard, but wouldn’t be coaxed to full-mast quite so soon. Colt stared up at his lover, refusing to give up. He rose to his feet, trailing kisses over Ryan’s body as he moved. As soon as he was at his full height, he kissed Ryan, capturing the man’s lips once again. He entwined his fingers through Ryan’s hair and tilted his lover’s head back, ready to plunder the depths.

  Ryan appeared just as hungry as Colt for things to continue. His fingers roamed all over Colt’s body, before finally gripping Colt in much the same way as he had Ryan.

  Colt broke the kiss and gazed down at Ryan while the man jerked him off. “Have you ever held another man’s cock?”

  Ryan shook his head. “Never thought I would, either.”

  “Are you ready to taste me?” Colt asked.

  A slight glimmer of fear wavered in Ryan’s stare. He swallowed thickly. “Another thing I never imagined doing.”

  Colt pressed a gentle kiss to Ryan’s lips. “You’ve never imagined fucking me? Because I sure have had some fun dreams with you as the star.”

  Ryan smiled against Colt’s lips. “Maybe I’ve imagined a little.”

  “What did you imagine?” Colt whispered the question against Ryan’s ear before licking the lobe.

  Ryan shivered against him. “I don’t know… a lot of things, I guess.”

  “Have you imagined yourself with my cock between your lips?” Colt asked the question as he reached for Ryan’s cock once more, tempting the man to harden. Surprisingly, he was hard again and moaned as Colt caressed him.

  Ryan nodded after a few heartbeats. “I have.”

  “Do you want that fantasy to come true?”

  Ryan was silent a few seconds, rocking his hips into the movement of Colt’s hand. “I suppose it’s only fair.”

  Colt paused, his hand still on Ryan’s cock. “I don’t want you to suck me because you feel you should. I want you to suck me because you want to taste me. Taste my cock and my cum. Because you want to give me the same pleasures I gave you.” He resumed the movements over Ryan’s cock. “So tell me, do you want to make me come?”

  Ryan nodded his head, a little vigorously.

  Colt pressed one hand to Ryan’s shoulder, urging the man down. “Then show me how much you wanna make me come.”

  Ryan went willingly, kneeling at Colt’s feet. With an apprehensive look up, he gripped the base before staring at Colt’s shaft. The apprehension soon ebbed into lust as Ryan stared at Colt’s length, and then into pure hunger as he trailed his fingers up and down the length, exploring Colt’s cock.

  “I’ve never done this before,” Ryan said, his voice low.

  “But you know what you like done to you, don’t you?”

  Ryan nodded, relaxing some.

  “Show me what you like, Ryan. Teach me.” Colt was breathless, needing his lover’s lips on him as much as his next breath.

  Ryan leaned in, his tongue pushing from his mouth. He laved along the slit, collecting the drop of cum Colt saw glimmering on the tip. Colt hissed in pleasure-pain, the long awaited touch of Ryan’s mouth on him leaving him raw and even needier.

  “More,” Colt whispered, wanting to see Ryan’s lips wide with his cock.

  Slowly, Ryan engulfed the head and sucked it between his lips. His hand slid up and down the length as he sucked and swirled his tongue around the head.

  The torment was too much. Colt threaded the fingers of both hands through Ryan’s hair and dragged the man closer, forcing more of his cock between Ryan’s lips. His control was strained, the need he felt overwhelming his restraint. He couldn’t recall feeling this out of control before. He was breathless with anticipation, his cock throbbing painfully awaiting his satisfaction.

  Ryan gagged slightly on the length, but it didn’t deter him. He seemed to like being forced to take more, moaning as Colt shoved more of his cock down Ryan’s willing throat.

  When Ryan’s nose was against his pelvis, he stopped, throwing his head back and crying out with need. He’d not expected the man to take all of him, but seeing his cock disappear fully was hotter than hell. Seeing it reappear, slick with Ryan’s saliva was just as sexy.

  His lover got into the rhythm quickly, sucking Colt like a pro. Colt howled with appreciation as Ryan drove him to extremes, slurping loudly as he hummed and lapped at Colt’s shaft before downing him once more, all the way down.

  Colt watched the scene, knowing he truly wanted to come deep in Ryan’s ass. He pulled away, seconds before coming. Staving off the ejaculation, he hissed in pain. Sliding onto the floor beside Ryan, he pushed the man onto his hands and knees. Colt lowered his head and licked Ryan’s tight bud.

  Ryan pulled away slightly and looked over his shoulder. “What… what was that?”

  “Rimming,” Colt said with a smile.

  “That’s a thing?” Ryan asked.

  “Oh, yes indeed. That’s a thing.” Colt pulled Ryan back in place and licked the hole again. “Give me that ass.”

  Ryan grew tense, but didn’t pull away. Slowly, he relaxed into the play as Colt tempted and teased the man’s asshole. Colt wanted to prepare Ryan for his first anal fuck, and knew he needed to tread carefully. For a man who viewed himself as het, getting an ass pounding might push him over the edge.

  Colt wanted to push him over the edge, but not that one.

  He grabbed his tool belt and pulled out a small bottle of lube and a condom. Glad I was prepared. Colt snickered inwardly as he poured a little lube into his palm. Once the container was back on the floor, he smeared the handful along Ryan’s anus and cheeks, making the area glisten.

  “What are you doing?” Ryan asked, his eyebrows rising.

  “Making you feel good,” Colt answered, pressing a finger against Ryan’s anus. With a surge, he passed the barrier and sank the finger in deep again, just as he had while sucking the man off.

  Ryan stiffened again, but allowed the touch.

  Colt added another finger, stretching his lover in preparation. He lowered his head and kissed the man’s cheeks and lower back, trying to calm him.

  “Do you want me to fuck you? Here, deep in your ass?”

  Colt grew nervous when Ryan didn’t answer. He continued to plunge his two fingers in and out, hoping the pleasure Ryan felt would relax the man.

  “Ryan? Do you want me inside you?”

  Ryan pulled away and turned on his ass. “I can’t do this.”

  Before Colt could persuade Ryan, the plumber was on his feet, pulling his clothes back on. Col
t stood, his cock still rock hard and jutting before him. “Come on, Ryan. We can keep playing. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Promise.” Colt knew he’d pushed too hard, too soon, but he’d been needy.

  Ryan shook his head. “This went too far. I shouldn’t have let it happen.”

  Colt stood and watched the plumber race for the door, work boots in hand. He was in such a rush, he left his toolbox in the room. Colt stood there, naked and hard, as he listened to Ryan rush down the stairs and rev up the engine of his truck. In a flash, the man was gone, leaving Colt with his dick in his hand.

  Fuck! Why the hell couldn’t I control myself?

  His cell phone started ringing and he rushed for his pants, hoping it was Ryan. He grabbed it and saw it was Linc, not Ryan.

  Like I need this right now. “Yeah? Whatcha want?”

  “I might need your help,” Linc said, his voice gruff.

  “Sure thing,” Colt answered, not in the mood to be very helpful, but perhaps it would give him something else to think about besides his painful erection or the man who’d left him in this state. “What do you need?”

  “Chance is talking about leaving for L.A.”

  Great. More man troubles. Just what I want to hear. Colt grabbed his jeans and pulled them on as he held the phone with his shoulder. He zipped them up gingerly over his hard shaft, willing the thing to go down, and fast. “And?”

  “He’s always gone above and beyond to help us get these houses for the fairest price. If he leaves, that means we need another realtor,” Linc said.

  Colt knew that wasn’t the only reason Linc was worried Chance was leaving. Colt wanted into the realtor’s pants in a big way. “I’m sure we can find someone else willing to help us out,” Colt said. “If L.A. is calling his name, maybe he should go. I’m sure there’s a lot more money to be made there.”

  “He’s not going anywhere,” Linc spat. The sound of dominance in the man’s voice shocked Colt. It also felt very familiar.

  Jax had been the first. His boyfriend, Golden, had made an honest man of Jax and ruined their play time. They’d spent years sharing lovers and fucking whomever they wanted. The last few months had been very different without Jax. Now Linc was acting a fool over Chance and leaving Colt the only one still playing.

  And I’m falling for Ryan.

  The thought made Colt freeze in his tracks.

  Falling?

  He closed his eyes, rocked by the thought. Seeing how happy Jax was with Golden had made him a little jealous here and there, but being tied to one person wasn’t Colt’s style. And straight-boy Ryan was scared of anal. He’d never sign up for a permanent thing.

  Colt swallowed, suddenly realizing that was exactly what he wanted. Something that lasted more than one or two nights. A friend and a lover.

  But could Ryan be that?

  “So, Golden got to you, did he?” Colt laughed, knowing Golden had most definitely gotten to him, too.

  Linc was silent a moment. “No, Golden didn’t get to me.”

  Colt considered the situation and gave him the only set of instructions that came to mind. “We need him to stay here and help us. Any other realtor out there would charge us more by way of commission, more than likely, and if costs go up, we might not turn enough profit to make this a viable business. Seduce him,” Colt said blatantly. “He wants you. So seduce him and make him want to stay. Give him a night he can’t forget and make him want to stay.”

  Because that was exactly what he was going to do with Ryan. Seduce him and make the man see what he was missing.

  “That’s a shit move and you know it,” Linc blasted back. “I won’t string him along. It’s not fair to either of us.” Plus the whole thing could easily backfire and push Chance straight into L.A.

  “Of course it is. It’s also a shit move to hold him back from a better prospect just because we want him here.”

  “Talk to him. Find out if he’s really thinking about leaving or was just throwing smoke,” Linc said.

  “I’m not usually the one who talks to Chance. That would be Jax.” Colt had enough on his hands without getting into Linc’s love life.

  “If I tell Jax, then Golden might assume more and play matchmaker. I don’t need that shit. So it has to be you.”

  Colt sighed. “Fine. I’ll think of some reason to call him.”

  This is what love has reduced us to?

  Love?

  Colt rolled his eyes and groaned inwardly.

  “What about the house on Gable? I didn’t ask if he’d had any showings lately. Maybe you could call and ask that and then bring it up.”

  “Fine, fine. I’ll call him now,” Colt said. He felt like he was back in grade school, trying to find out if Bobby Sue had a crush on Billy Rae.

  “Hurry up. And call me back.”

  “Linc, man, chill out.” He ended the call before Linc could irritate him any further.

  At least my hard-on is gone. Great way to cock-block, Linc.

  Chapter Six

  Ryan lay in bed later that night, his cock in his hand, overcome with need. All he could see in his head was Colt on the floor, the man’s mouth wrapped around his cock, drawing on him until he’d come so hard, his eyes had crossed.

  And you left him wanting.

  He’d wanted Colt to continue. His body had wanted it, was a better statement. His mind had rebelled, telling him it was wrong.

  How could that kind of pleasure be wrong?

  I’m not gay.

  Who would’ve known? Just you and him.

  I’m not gay.

  It was just experimentation. Guys experiment with the same sex all the time on the downlow.

  Ryan groaned, releasing his cock. He wanted to do more than experiment with Colt. He instinctively knew one time wouldn’t be enough, and that could be problematic.

  A thought crossed his mind and he rolled to his stomach, digging through the bedside table opposite him. His ex-girlfriend had left a bunch of her shit there and he hadn’t had the time to pitch a lot of it. He’d kept it longer than he should, living in denial, thinking she would return. When he found the thing in question, he pulled it out and closed the drawer.

  He’d jokingly given her with a big dildo one birthday, which she really hadn’t appreciated. Why she’d kept it, he didn’t know, because she’d never even bothered taking it out of the packaging.

  Ryan looked it over, realizing it was nearly the same size as Colt. His cock throbbed painfully as he opened the package and inspected the shaft. Licking the head and sucking it down, he gagged slightly, but knew it was indeed similar size-wise to Colt.

  Digging out his lube, he coated the rubber cock before turning to smear his asshole with more of the liquid. Anticipation nearly had him ready to come. As he brought the head of the fake cock to his ass, he trembled all over with need. Slowly, he worked the shaft in. The pain of his ass spreading to take it was intense, but he bit back against it and languidly impaled himself with the cock.

  When it was inside him to the base, he felt spiked through and through. Gradually, he eased against the foreign intrusion. As his ass muscles relaxed, the pleasure of the impalement coursed through him. Once he’d grown accustomed to the dildo, he felt his own cock begin to pulse uncomfortably and his hips rocked of their own accord, needing more of the delicious pain to find his release.

  Moans drew from his lips as he slid the dildo in and out of his tender ass, the hint of pain with the pleasure pushing him ever faster to oblivion. He closed his eyes tightly, seeing Colt hovering over him. Colt shoved his warm, hard cock deeper and deeper, and Ryan cried out with the need for the real thing, not a fake rubber shaft.

  Colt would kiss him, nip at his skin, and squeeze his balls. Colt’s body would bear down on him, the strength and weight of the man adding to the erotic pleasure. Colt would be hard and warm, and smell so incredibly sexy. Their sweat and the scent of their fucking would fill the room, causing a near delirious stupor.

 
Ryan pulled the cock out and tossed it to the floor.

  He wanted the real thing, not some fake.

  Pulling on his clothes, he considered what kind of excuse he could use to show up at Colt’s door.

  * * * *

  Colt headed for the door, pissed off to be pulled from the dinner table. He was already irritated and horny as hell. He didn’t feel like adding hungry to the list.

  He whipped the door open, ready to tell whomever it was to get the hell away.

  Ryan stood there.

  Colt’s cock immediately responded, his body ready to continue their play. One quick glance down showed him Ryan’s body seemed equally ready. The man’s hard-on tented his jeans, and the look of lust shown in his eyes.

  He walked out and left me hurting, so cool your jets.

  “What can I do for you?” Colt asked, trying to look unaffected.

  “I… I left my tools at the house.”

  “Yep. You sure did.”

  Ryan looked down at the ground. “I can’t afford to lose my tools, Colt.”

  Colt looked the man over. “Maybe you should’ve thought about that before you ran out.”

  Ryan shuddered. “I was freaked out. I’m… not… anymore.”

  Colt’s head popped up, and he eyed Ryan closely. Did that mean what I think it means? “Come in.”

  Ryan walked past, and Colt was sure he smelled the scent of lube. He closed his eyes and groaned inwardly. The lube he’d spread on Ryan earlier that day wouldn’t still linger on him that long. This was added recently, Colt was sure of it. He shut the door behind them and turned to stare at Ryan.

  He was scared to say anything, scared he’d make Ryan run again. Instead, he played it safe, asking for clarification. “What do you mean… you’re not anymore?”

  “I-I want you to… to fuck me.”

  Colt’s cock screamed to a level of hardness he couldn’t recall ever having. He hissed in pain and palmed his cock, trying to get more comfortable in his jeans. “You can’t play with me, Ryan. I’m already on the brink of blue balls.”

  Ryan stalked closer and dropped to his knees before Colt. His hands flew over Colt’s jeans, unzipping them in an instant. Within seconds, Ryan had Colt freed and down his throat. Colt’s head fell back against the door as Ryan swallowed him whole. Ryan’s hot mouth felt too good for him to say a word. All he could do was stand there—on shaking legs—and let his lover finally finish him off.