Tyler felt his moan that came from deep inside of him. As I suspected, Ethan was sweet all over. Damn, he tastes so fucking good.
Ethan’s hand went to the top of Tyler's head and grabbed and pulled on his hair. Tyler was so turned on by every action and response, he knew for certain that when Ethan finally came, he would be right behind him.
Tyler moved his lips over the head of Ethan cock, feeding it into his mouth inch by inch. He felt the veins pulsing on his tongue, the cock in his mouth felt thick on his lips. The grip on his hair tightened and Tyler was in heaven. He moaned around Ethan’s cock. The vibrations made Ethan groan and jerk his hips, the head of his cock bumping the back of Tyler’s throat. Tyler began bobbing his head up and down, while one of his hands massaged Ethan’s balls and the other pulled on the man’s nipple ring, which he tweaked hard, dragging a wanton, sultry moan out of his lover.
Tyler licked and sucked Ethan’s cock to his content, controlling the speed, pulling every torturous moan from the man.
“Oh God, your mouth feels like fucking heaven,” Ethan told him. “So good, so fucking good,” he moaned. Tyler gripped the base of Ethan cock, jerking him at the same time.
He’s exquisite and so responsive…. I have never had a lover who seemed to crave my touch like Ethan.
** ** ** ** **
Ethan was going to die from pleasure. It seemed Tyler was determined to suck the very life out of him.
Tyler is a good kisser and sucks cock like a fucking god. Oh, sweet fuck, the feelings, and sensations... it’s enough to make a man die of ecstasy.
He whimpered when the cold air hit his hot, wet cock. Sensations filled his body, and he had never felt that way before. Ethan felt as if he had been missing out on the pleasurable experience of a real blowjob.
Sean was not a slouch in bed. However, he was definitely lacking in certain areas that Ethan thought would have improved over time. Tyler was by far the best if he compared the two, or anyone else he’d been with.
Ethan could not describe what he was feeling with words, so he used his body. He grunted and jerked his hips when he felt Tyler’s teeth lightly scrape against the sensitive spot on the head of his cock. Ethan realized the grip he had on Tyler's hair must hurt like a son of a bitch, but he couldn’t help himself, he needed something to hold onto. He felt as if he was falling into a river of ecstasy.
“Oh, Ty… please more… don’t stop,” Ethan begged when Tyler began to suck him harder and took him deeper into his mouth.
** ** ** ** **
Tyler had no intention of stopping what he was doing. He wanted to hear Ethan make more sweet sounds and scream his name. He sucked on Ethan’s cock, pulling on his balls. Again, Ethan’s cock hit the back of his throat. His throat would be sore, but he didn’t care, he loved a bit of pain along with his pleasure. His chin rested on Ethan balls, and he felt them tighten.
He knew Ethan was close to cumming, and he couldn’t wait to taste Ethan’s essence. His own cock was hard and leaking. His hips moved in tandem, fucking the sheets as he sucked Ethan’s cock. The roughness of the sheets felt so good on his cock he couldn’t stop. His need to cum as was overwhelming as his desire to hear and taste the man writhing underneath him.
“Tyler…I…I’m go…going…cummm...” he stammered.
Tyler smiled around Ethan’s cock loving the fact that the other man was at a loss for words.
He knew Ethan wouldn’t be able to take it anymore, his legs were shaking and his body quivered. He doubled his efforts, taking his lover to the edge and pulling back.
** ** ** ** **
Ethan felt a tingling sensation starting from the base of his spine and moving right to his cock. It all happened so fast, he couldn’t warn Tyler a second time. He spurted down Tyler’s throat, screaming his name. His lips quivered, and his whole body shivered. Ethan felt his body melt right into the mattress into a puddle of goo.
Damn, and this is just the beginning. I hope I can survive the whole fucking weekend.
** ** ** ** **
Tyler eagerly drank down Ethan’s cum, trying to not let any slip from his mouth. Some dribbled from the sides of his mouth and down his chin. He grunted when he felt the hot cum spurting from his own cock, warming his stomach and the sheets. He came without being touched, and from simply tasting Ethan’s cum. He licked Ethan’s cock clean before letting it slip from his mouth. He kissed the inside of Ethan’s legs, moving up slowly. Ethan was breathing hard; he pecked him on his lips.
“You are fucking delicious.” He licked Ethan’s lips before dipping his tongue in the cavern of his lover’s mouth.
If he tasted this good, Tyler couldn’t wait to be inside of Ethan.
** ** ** ** **
CHAPTER FOUR
Ethan woke the next morning, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for the feeling of regret. When none came, he rolled his eyes at his silliness before rolling over onto his side to face Tyler. After last night’s explosive blowjob, Tyler had fucked him completely senseless. His body was still singing. Tyler was sound asleep, on his stomach. He was facing Ethan’s direction and part of Tyler’s hair covered half of his face. Ethan reached up to push the hair aside, but stopped when he noticed the large tattoo on Tyler’s back.
It’s a Phoenix. How the fuck did I miss that?
Getting to his elbows, he reached over and lightly traced it, wondering when and why Tyler would get a tattoo. In less than a few hours the other man kept surprising him. Other than the rumors and family anecdotes of his many bed partners, Tyler always seemed like the straight-laced brother compared to Christen and Lucas. He certainly didn’t seem like the kind to get any kind of markings on his body. He tried to remember if he'd seen photos of Tyler's naked upper body. All the pictures he could remember were of Tyler’s chest.
Wonder what Marilyn thought of Tyler's tattoo.
“Go back to sleep, it's too early for you to be thinking so hard.” Ethan started at hearing Tyler's deep, groggy voice cutting through his thoughts. He moved his gaze from Tyler's back to his face. Tyler’s eyes were still closed.
“How’d you know I was awake?” he asked.
Tyler rolled over on his side, facing Ethan, “You’re thinking loud enough to wake the fucking dead. Besides, I noticed the change in your breathing.”
“Never realized you were a light sleeper,” Ethan observed.
A large hand reached out and pulled him flush against the warm body lying next to him. His head fit snugly underneath Tyler's chin. It registered in the back of his mind that he felt safe and comfortable. He closed his eyes, blocking everything else out and snuggled deeper into the warmth beside him.
Just for a little while I will pretend that I belong to Tyler, who cares about me just as much as I care about him.
** ** ** ** **
They stayed holed up in Tyler’s penthouse the entire weekend, in Ethan’s mind they were pretending to be lovers. The second time he woke up, they showered together, where Tyler fucked him against the shower wall. Ethan completely forgot about his problems with Sean. And as promised, Tyler never asked any questions about what happened with Sean or why he was in Las Vegas. He was also finally able to see the rest of Tyler’s room.
The penthouse was equipped with a well-stocked kitchen, and they cooked together. Well, Tyler cooked while Ethan watched and made comments. He knew Marilyn Hamilton had taught her boys how to prepare the basic meals such as meat and potatoes. However, Tyler surpassed the basics. Ethan was fed well, nutritiously and sexually, by the end of the weekend.
He didn’t want the weekend to end. It was Sunday afternoon, and they were sitting on the floor in Tyler’s living room, his back leaning against the sofa. It was comfortable and he liked it. He was wearing one of Tyler’s shirts, which came down to his thighs. All their times together and Ethan somehow never realized how much taller Tyler was than him. Tyler, on the other hand, was shirtless, in a pair of black sweatpants and bare feet.
While they had been cookin
g, Ethan had taken the time to inspect the phoenix tattoo on Tyler’s back. It was fiery red and orange with sprinkles of blue in its wings and long fiery tail, which covered his entire back. The wings flared and extended from the middle of his back to the tips of his shoulder blades. There were words written on the wings that were a bit hard to read because they were rather small. Ethan thought it was beautiful and wondered what the significance of such a large tattoo was.
Ethan took a large spoonful of the vanilla ice cream he was eating. They had just finished eating a tomato & basil omelet with chunks of smoked salmon. Extra protein, according to Tyler.
“So why a phoenix?” Ethan blurted out. His curiosity was killing him.
Tyler paused before taking his next spoon full of ice cream. “Do you know the mythology of the Phoenix?”
Ethan nodded his head yes. “A Phoenix is a mythical bird, with brightly colored plumage, which, after a long life, dies in a fire of its own making only to rise again from the ashes.”
“The Phoenix is a representation of me in a sense. Each time I mature as a human being, I see it as a rebirth. I try not to look at my past and let my mistakes define me. I let my present and future define who I am. I chose the way I begin and the way I end.”
“You don’t look like the kind of man who makes mistakes.” Ethan quipped.
Tyler smiled at that. “I’m sure there are a few people who would argue that point with you.”
“You are certainly full of surprises, Mr. Hamilton.”
“What about you? I never knew you had a nipple ring.”
Ethan shrugged. “It's a pretty new acquisition.”
“And the reason behind it?”
“I believe you're breaking the no question rule,” Ethan cautioned turning away from Tyler. “But fair play, so I see no harm in answering it. There is nothing symbolic behind it. I’m afraid of needles and to get over my fear I got it done. It will probably be the only out of character thing I will do again.” He shrugged his shoulder. “Now I won’t ask you anymore personal questions if you don’t ask me any.”
“Fair enough.”
They were quiet for a few minutes and his mind went back to Tyler’s explanation about his tattoo.
Am I letting my past define my future? I'm always looking for the perfect mate while waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“I have to say, I’m surprised, Mr. Hamilton.” Ethan said, breaking the silence. “Usually, you would have said something to piss me off already. This is a nice change of pace I must add. Why do you think that is?”
Tyler chuckled. “That’s because now you realize I’m not the villain you made me out to be. And I think you have it the other way around,” he said. “You’re not walking around with a scowl on your face.”
“Maybe,” Ethan hummed. “Or it could be that I figured out you’re good at something for once. And for your information, I do not scowl.” He smiled, and Tyler threw his head back and laughed.
“How have I never realized you had such a witty sense of humor?” Tyler jested.
“That’s because you were too busy chasing after some new plaything to notice,” Ethan joked.
They stared at each other, smiling. Then Tyler cleared his throat. “So I was thinking,” Tyler spoke, putting down his bowl of ice cream. He moved closer and lightly kissed the side of Ethan’s neck.
“That could be dangerous,” Ethan teased.
“Ha… ha, you’re funny after you get laid,” Tyler quipped, leaning back after placing another kiss on the side of Ethan’s neck.
Ethan chuckled. “Anyway, what were you thinking.”
Tyler pulled back and took Ethan’s bowl out of his hand, placing it on the coffee table. Tyler gave him his full attention. “We’re good together, right?” Tyler asked.
Ethan didn’t know where Tyler was going with that question. “What do you mean?”
“I won't deny that I'm curious about what happened with you and what's his name.” Ethan snickered at that. “And, don’t worry, I'm not going to ask any questions.” Ethan nodded his head, grateful for that. “But what if we continued this beyond a weekend and keep it casual?”
“What do you mean by casual, exactly?” Ethan asked for clarification.
“Exactly what I mean, no questions asked, no commitments just meet up with each other whenever we feel like it.”
“So fuck buddies?”
Tyler rolled his eyes, and Ethan chuckled. “Do your students know how vulgar you are?” Tyler asked. “But to answer your question, yes fuck buddies. Though I prefer the term friends with benefits.”
“And, I never knew you were so proper.“
Tyler grinned and wiggled his eyebrows. “You didn’t think I was so proper last night. I think your exact words were… ‘Oh, Tyler! Please…fuck…yes…right there!’” he teased, adding an exaggerated moan to his voice and swerving his hips. “It’s a good thing we’re at the top of the building, pretty sure if we had guests staying in the room next door they would’ve heard me giving it to you good and proper.”
Ethan blushed and covered his face, he knew at times he could be shamelessly vocal during sex, but no one had ever called him out on it. Ethan uncovered his face smiling, “Ok, that’s enough.” They chuckled and Ethan’s face still felt hot from Tyler’s teasing.
“So what do you think?” Tyler asked, bringing the conversation to what they were talking about before.
Ethan was quiet for a few minutes. He had never had a friend with benefits before, but he’d heard about the concept from others. “No questions asked? Will we be exclusive or am I one of the many men and women gracing Tyler Hamilton’s bed?”
“I won’t say exclusive, if you feel the need to be with another person go for it. Just be safe about it,” Tyler said, shaking his head. “And I know it’s hard to believe, but I don’t sleep around much anymore,” he said with a smile.
“What if one of us starts dating again or develops romantic feelings for the other person? Don't get me wrong, I find you utterly attractive, but I'm not looking for any kind of commitment.” Ethan wanted to be sure. The been there, done that was left unsaid. After a being with Sean, he was not ready to put his time and energy into something permanent. The idea of casual sex was sounding better the more he thought about it.
“If one of us starts dating we can back off, and put an end to our agreement,” Tyler answered.
“And what about our friendship and romantic feelings?”
Tyler sighed. “I think our friendship will remain intact. I’m not the sort of guy to hold grudges. As for romantic feelings if they do arise how about we cross that bridge if it ever comes to that? We are both adults. The way I see it, as long as we are entering into this with the understanding of what this really is, we are just two friends agreeing to have sex with each other whenever the need strikes.” Ethan looked away from him, thinking about what that could mean for their friendship.
And what about Tyler’s family. If they knew about our agreement, would they believe that we’re not in a relationship?
“Hey,” Tyler said, turning Ethan’s face to his, “no pressure. We can call it off after tonight and go back to the way things were. Us basically ignoring each other or….”
“You’re not pressuring me into anything,” Ethan said, cutting him off. “I was just thinking what your family, namely your mother, would say if they found out we were sleeping together. I don't want to give her any false hope. You and I know how happy she would finally be if you and your brothers settled down.”
“There is only one way to answer that. We won’t tell them.” He shrugged. “It’s none of their business.”
That is true, thought Ethan. The only one that would be interested in my love life moved to another state and is having his own issues. More secrets to keep.
“So I guess it’s not all true then. What happens in Vegas doesn’t stay in Vegas? Sometimes you end up taking a little of it back home,” Ethan commented.
“Of course, i
t doesn’t,” Tyler intoned.
“I suppose I’ve become your pretty little secret,” Ethan said wiggling his eyebrows.
“God you’re annoying.”
“Maybe, but you still want me in your bed.”
“I most certainly do,” Tyler assured.
“Let’s do it then,” Ethan agreed. “So,” he said, getting to his knees and straddling Tyler’s outstretched legs. He sat directly over Ethan’s cock and wiggled his ass making sure it was sandwiched between his butt cheeks. “How exactly do we seal this agreement between us?” He leaned forward and kissed Tyler on his neck all the way to his bearded cheeks and then his lips, pulling him into a kiss. Tyler moaned into his mouth as his hands moved to grab his ass.
Tyler pulled back from their kiss and looked into his eyes. “A kiss could work, but how about you fuck me to seal the deal permanently, in a sense.”
Ethan began to pant at the thought of being inside the other man. He smiled and leaned in, his lips not far from Tyler’s, “I think that can be arranged.” He closed the distance between.
Maybe this affair won’t be so bad after all.
** ** ** ** **
Ethan returned to New York, the next day. He got little sleep, but still felt well rested. He dropped his bag by the door and began sorting through his mail. When nothing of importance caught his eye, he threw the stack on the coffee table and plopped down tiredly on his sofa, resting his head on the back. Closing his eyes, he smiled as thoughts of his weekend came flooding back to him. Tyler was a fucking beast in bed.
Ethan had not wanted to leave, but knew he had to return home and continue with his life. It wasn’t as if they were not going to meet up again anytime soon. He could not keep running from his unresolved feelings for Sean.
Tyler had had to stay in Las Vegas a couple more days to finalize some business deal that he was working on. As per their agreement, Ethan didn’t ask any more questions. The less either of them knew about each other the better. It was only by accident he found out that Tyler owned the hotel they stayed in, and even that was too much information.
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