Sawyer & Boyd Duo: MM age-play romance

by JP Sayle

  I placed my cutlery down and pushed my chair back from the table. I stood and started to pace, trying to find the right words as I felt the weight of his stare on me. “I’ve always had to share what I had with others for most of my life. My home, my parents, my things, but I didn’t know any different when I was younger. Then I started to see that it could be different, that I could have stuff that just belonged to me. The idea for my house, a home that was mine, came from that.” I stopped and stared him directly in the eye. “But you changed that, because what I didn’t understand was that home is where the person you love is. It doesn’t matter where that is, as long as you’re with that person.”

  It wasn’t until, a second later, Boyd’s fork clattered down onto the plate in front of him that I realised he was still holding onto it. His eyes gleamed with love as he stood and came towards me, his arms outstretched. I didn’t hesitate and jumped at him. He lifted me easily as I hooked my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

  “Oh, Angel boy, I don’t care either as long as we’re together. It might be too soon, but who the fuck cares. All I know is that I love you and you make me happy.”

  His face was full of emotion as his lips claimed mine and I tasted hints of the sauce mixed with Boyd’s unique flavour. I ground against him, my body reacting to his confession. His lips firmed as the kiss deepened and went from gentle to demanding.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Boyd

  The feel of Sawyer’s frantic heartbeat against my chest affirmed that he was as excited as me. And if I’d needed any further proof, there was the arousal he was grinding against my stomach.

  I’d been going slowly to make sure that we went at a pace that suited Sawyer. Right now, with him humping against me like a dog in heat and a powerful surge of desire spreading through me, I questioned why I thought it was a good idea. Refusing to give up his mouth, I blindly staggered towards where I thought the door was.

  Any thoughts of food were forgotten in my need to get him on a flat surface and fast.

  His mouth released mine as he huffed. “Careful.”

  I eyed the door frame I’d knocked him against. “Sorry, did I hurt…you?” I gasped as his hungry mouth sucked on my neck, just below where my beard finished.

  “I’m fine! Hurry,” he mumbled, before he licked up the side of my neck to my ear and nibbled.

  Not needing any further encouragement, I marched as quickly as I could to the stairs. Sawyer hung on, his hips continuing to dance against me. My dick complained at being squashed painfully behind my jean zipper. I was panting and groaning as we entered the bedroom.

  Sawyer’s greedy mouth moved from my ear to my mouth the moment he noticed we were in the bedroom. His tongue teased the seam of my mouth and for a moment, I let him take control of the kiss. His tongue stroked against mine in a caress that I felt all the way down to my toes, which curled in my work boots. His fingers clenched and unclenched in the hair at the nape of my neck, holding me in place.

  He moaned into my mouth as I massaged the rounded globes of his pert backside. His pelvis thrust harder against me as I took charge of the kiss. My mouth devoured his, one greedy bite after another. I swallowed every moan and groan while his body shuddered and melted against mine.

  My lungs screamed for air, so I released his mouth noticing his breathing was as erratic as mine. His face was rosy and beads of sweat coated his forehead as he ran his hands down my back. He tugged at the jumper I wore, pulling it up my back.

  When he struggled to get much further, I chuckled at his impatient huff. “I’ll help, but I need to put you down.” He wriggled impatiently at my suggestion and was slithering down my body making the situation in my pants worse as his cock bumped mine.

  “Strip quickly…I’ll strip too,” he stated excitedly as his feet hit the floor. He bounced from one foot to another, tugging off his shoes and socks and throwing them on the floor. Then he started on his jeans.

  His excited gaze met mine and he hesitated. “Why aren’t you stripping?”

  “I was enjoying the show.”

  He giggled at this, his face beaming up at me. He nodded towards my jeans. “Hurry, I need you naked.”

  Not needing any further encouragement, I stripped at a more sedate pace, watching him crawl onto the bed on hands and knees and wiggle his naked backside at me. He then turned and lay down, his gaze meeting mine in a challenge. My heart tripped over itself and all but landed in a heap at his feet. Fuck, how had I got so lucky?

  His pale skin glowed against the dark cover. His hairless arousal bobbed before his hand slid down his body.

  “No, you know the rules,” I rasped through a dry throat.

  His hands fell to the cover, his hungry eyes never leaving me as I retrieved the lube and condoms before stepping naked to the bedside. I felt like I was on fire and the only thing that would put it out was the man staring up at me with naked desire. “Spread your legs.”

  Goosebumps appeared over his legs and arms as he did as I bid. I crawled between his spread limbs and kneeled, balancing back on my heels. With the knowledge that I was already struggling to keep control and his safety my first priority, I cloaked my cock with a condom. My teeth gritted together at the sensations penetrating through the thin latex from my trembling fingers.

  By the time I picked up the lube, his knuckles were white as he gripped the cover. Please let me do this right, please. That thought continued to run through my head as I lubed my cock then dripped lube over his cock and balls, uncaring of the mess I was probably making. He gasped as cool liquid slid over his bare skin, making it gleam in the evening light coming through the windows.

  The lube bottle landed on the bed and was instantly forgotten about as I crowded over Sawyer. I lent down on one elbow and placed open mouthed kisses on his salty skin, slowly moving up his body until I reached his heaving chest.

  He shuddered, quivered, and moaned at each kiss. His nipples budded with arousal as I sucked one and then the other into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the sensitive flesh. He thrust up and his cock bumped against mine and I growled low in my throat as sensations thrummed through my whole body.

  “Oh gods…more…give me…more,” he gasped, his hands now gripping the back of my head.

  I swirled my fingers in the lube dripping between his thighs and took hold of his cock to give it a firm stroke from base to tip. The head was smeared with pre-cum and I groaned around the nipple I was sucking at how aroused he was for me. His cock felt like silk encased steel against my calloused palm. I stroked him until he was mewling and desperate for more. Only then did I release his nipple and cock.

  I pressed my damp chest to his as I gazed down at his hooded eyes and flushed cheeks. “I love you so goddamn much. I want you so much, if I go too fast, tell me and I’ll try to slow down.”

  His giggle was at odds with the blown pupils as he stared at me, his fingers still buried in the hair at my nape tightened. “You won’t hurt me, and I want this. I want everything you have to give.”

  I didn’t give him a chance to say more as my mouth claimed his in a demanding kiss. His whole body shuddered against mine and I struggled not to mount him like an animal. With care, I lowered my hand and cupped his balls, rolling them gently in my palm. He groaned into my mouth as I teased under his balls and slipped a finger down to his quivering hole. There was so much slick it was easy to spread it over the tight rim of muscle.

  His head strained back into the pillow as he cursed and groaned after our lips parted. I teased him with gentle strokes, adding a little more pressure with each pass over his hole. When he bore down, I slipped my finger inside his hot channel. He cursed repeatedly as he encouraged me to fuck him with my finger.

  “Fuck me. Fuck me with your finger, deeper, pleaseee!”

  “I didn’t know you had such a dirty mouth,” I hissed when he clenched down on my finger and I considered how he would feel wrapped around my throbbing cock.

  “It’s you
r fault,” he whined and thrust up, “Motherfucker!”

  I clenched my eyes shut and buried my face in his neck, panting. His personal scent was stronger there and I inhaled deeply, hoping it would calm me. The heady smell did the exact opposite and my teeth gritted together when his hands fluttered over my back, heading towards my arse.

  The shivery, light touches did crazy things to my heart as I sunk deeper inside him. The few minutes I took to make sure he was stretched properly were the hardest of my life as he drove me to distraction with his dirty demands.

  Sweat coated my skin as I shifted and moved, putting most of my weight on my forearms as I lowered my mouth to his. “I might need to wash your mouth out with all those bad words tainting it,” I rasped as my cock nudged his slick hole.

  His hands moved back to my nape and he gripped tightly, his lust filled gaze holding mine. “As long as it’s with your cum.”

  My own curse was swallowed in his mouth as he dragged my head down the couple of inches separating us. My cock bucked hard at his suggestion and I pushed against his hot flesh. He bore down and the head of my cock sunk past the tight ring of muscle.

  I strained to hold still and let Sawyer adjust, while he chose that moment to suck my tongue deep into his mouth and his hips mimicked the motion, sinking me deeper inside him. Any thoughts of restraint disappeared as the heat penetrated the thin latex and desire spread through me. His hips rocked up and I thrust down. This time his moan filled my mouth before he sucked hungrily on my tongue.

  Sawyer’s need was like pouring petrol on a lit fire. It exploded through me, burning hotter than hell. His small hands seemed to be everywhere at once as he encouraged me to let go and take him the way I wanted to. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the air as we both grunted and groaned our pleasure.

  Teeth clacked against teeth as Sawyer took everything he wanted. We rolled across the mattress until he sat astride me, my cock still buried in his arse. His hands slid up my chest and rubbed at the hair before he gripped my pecs hard. His colourful hair was stuck up all over the place and his skin was flushed a deep pink. He looked wild and untamed and I’d never seen him look more beautiful.

  As if to prove me wrong, he gave me a smile that would have stirred the blood of any male as he slowly rose off my cock before slipping back down in a sexy swivel. His arse muscles clenching in the most divine way. The stark need etched into his face left me breathless and achingly hard.

  “Hold on,” was the only warning I got as he braced his hands and started to ride my cock. He threw his head back and moaned at the ceiling, his whole body seemingly alive. His cock bobbed and dripped down onto my skin.

  My own cock throbbed and swelled under the delicious assault it was receiving. I took hold of Sawyer’s cock as my balls started to tingle, alerting me to my impending orgasm. I struggled to keep in time to his thrusts as he rocked faster, his pelvis slamming down on mine.

  “Ohhhhhhh…youuuuuu…fuckerrrrrr!” he bellowed as his arse clamped down painfully on my cock, causing my balls to tighten.

  My neck arched and my head thrust back into the damp pillow under me. My body hung suspended in the throes of the most exquisite orgasm. Dimly aware of Sawyer’s cum hitting my chest, my hips slammed up against him while his arse clenched around me. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled the latex covering my cock and for a brief moment, I regretted it wasn’t bare. Then my mind was flooded with sensations that made it impossible to think about anything other than the arse still clasping my cock in a tight embrace.

  When my cock gave up trying to fire cum in Sawyer, I sank back against the mattress, exhausted.

  Sawyer melted against my chest, causing my cock to slip free of his arse and I had a moment of regret at the lack of connection with him. Then it struck me that I’d have a lifetime of moments like this with him and a smile spread over my face.

  Puffs of breath hit my neck as his breathing settled, and we lay for long minutes enjoying the afterglow as I gently stroked his sweaty back.

  He lifted his head until I could see his face. His hooded eyes gleamed with pleasure. “What was that you said about washing out my mouth…Daddy?” He bit his lower lip and his demeanour changed.

  My cock stirred and I silently cursed. What was a Daddy to do?

  Chapter Twenty

  Sawyer

  Music floated up from the hidden speakers, but it wasn’t loud enough to stop people having conversations. There was a heady scent of expensive perfumes and colognes, though it didn’t quite mask the fragrant food that had been placed on large silver platters on tables throughout the room. The counters situated in the booths lining the walls around the room had been left free for people to put their glasses and plates on if they chose to.

  My job for the evening was to make sure everyone always had a full glass and as I eyed the people filling the room, I grinned seeing no one without a glass.

  Hours later, the satisfaction was a little diminished, my feet and back aching as I moved around the room with a tray laden with champagne. The only consolation was listening to people rave about the work that Boyd had done.

  I’d actually planned to attend the party as Boyd’s date and make it official to everyone we were dating, but Seb’s request two days before to help out had put paid to that. I’d taken into account how supportive Seb had been with me and how I wanted to help Scott, who had been promoted to head waiter in this new venue.

  Scott had discussed his misgivings about taking the promotion only last week, with the date to open imminent, when a few of us had gone to his home. If Luke worked in the evening and Scott was off, he tended to invite us round, not liking being left alone. It was on one such occasion that he’d mentioned how worried he was.

  Earlier that afternoon, however, I’d felt nothing but pride at my friend’s quiet confidence as he’d gone through the bar and restaurant to make sure everything was perfect before the invited guests arrived. In my books, it showed that Seb had made the right choice in picking him for the job. Now, as I caught sight of Scott through the crowd, laughing with the guests, I could see no sign of those nerves. In fact, he practically glowed, and I didn’t need to look far to see who had given him that confidence.

  His boyfriend Luke, also his Daddy, stood by the hand-carved bar Boyd had made of reclaimed wood, not that you’d know it at first glance. It was then I noticed Boyd stood next to him, his face showing none of the happiness anyone would have expected after completing a job.

  It hurt my heart as my gaze lingered. Glenn had done so much more than try to delay the progress of the club. He’d struck at Boyd’s sensitive heart in a way he had known would hurt the most. It didn’t matter how many times he told me he was fine, it was clear he wasn’t. The assumption that getting the police involved would allow Boyd to relax a bit more had been wrong. If anything, he’d gone into a state of hyper awareness that came out as overprotectiveness. His need to make sure I was okay had given his Daddy nature a serious workout.

  I blew out a frustrated breath. I’d been going with it, hoping it would make him comfortable. After we’d made love for the first time, I thought we’d got past whatever had been holding him back. Only problem with that was he didn’t appear to want to fuck me when I was little. As I always tended to be little when we were home together, I was starting to feel very frustrated. The freedom he’d given me to let go when we were together was hard to break when Boyd was so damn good at giving me what I craved. My cock, on the other hand, was starting to think I’d forgotten what to do with it and I wasn’t sure how to go about changing it.

  What about when you asked him to clean your mouth with his come? He didn’t seem too inhibited when you were little then, did he?

  “Sawyer, can you clear the few tables by the door? Then I’d suggest you’ve earned a break to spend some time with Boyd,” said Seb, drawing me from my thoughts and the burgeoning arousal happening in my too tight trousers.

  Shit, how long had I been stood staring at Boyd?
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  Seb lowered his mouth to my ear. “I’m pleased you’ve found someone to make you happy, he seems like a good man.” He patted my arm before he walked off.

  I chuckled, feeling a wave of heat spread up my neck as I wondered what Richie, his boyfriend and Adam’s best friend, had told him about me. Our parties together seemed to be all about the sharing. The heat in my face increased at what I now knew about my friends’ love lives.

  On my way to do as Seb requested, I paused and counted how many of us that worked for Seb had a Daddy that I knew of—four!

  I shook my head, trying not to think about what that said about us all as I cleared the tables, then went in search of Boyd.

  “There you are, I’ve been looking for you.” I grinned up at Boyd before offering a nod to Luke.

  Boyd’s caramel eyes lit up, but his expression gave little away, and I wasn’t sure if it was because Luke was stood next to him or if it was something else.

  Hoping to make Boyd relax, I turned my attention to both men. “The place looks fantastic. Boyd’s done a wonderful job, isn’t that right, Luke?”

  Luke offered an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, I was admiring the décor. What did you say?”

  “I said, doesn’t the place look fantastic? Boyd’s handcrafted bar is so beautiful and the fact it’s all reclaimed wood really speaks to his dedication to protecting the planet,” I gushed, while Boyd’s face turned a rather alarming shade of red. “And after all the cr—”

  “Luke doesn’t need to know about that, Sawyer,” Boyd said, interrupting me. His caramel eyes spoke volumes, throwing out a clear “shush now” that left me flummoxed.

  Then Boyd lowered his head and whispered, “I’m sorry, Angel boy, it’s just with everything…listen, when you’re finished, we’ll go home and celebrate the bar completion in private.”

  “I’m just going to see if I can speak to Scott for a moment.” Luke gave us a tight smile that made me realise how rude we were being. He didn’t give us a chance to say anything in return as he spun on his heel and disappeared into the crowd.