Chapter Twelve

THEN

 

Lyric brought them back to one of his parents’ many properties, only a short walk from where they had had dinner. That was lucky considering how much wine they had both drunk, which would have made it difficult to drive.

It was a modest flat, high up in the D’Alt Villa and down a little alley that Lenox was sure he wouldn’t have even known was there in the light of day. They stumbled through the doorway and into the narrow front hall, giggling and touching each other nonchalantly like it was the most natural thing in the world. There was no denying why Lyric had brought him there. Yet Lenox carried on the charade of pretending he was interested in the decor and architecture of the apartment before the moment came when it was acceptable to let go.

They made it into the front room, Lyric holding Lenox by the hand and pulling him along until they were side by side and facing the sectional sofa that took up most of the south wall of the lounge. Lenox was caught off-guard by the incredible view through the huge floor-to-ceiling picture windows that opened out onto the illuminated city below.

“Oh, wow,” he breathed, dropping Lyric’s hand and taking a step closer to the window to get a better look. “You can see everything from up here.”

“Will you excuse me for a moment?” Lyric asked.

Lenox nodded as Lyric disappeared into another room, and turned back to the view. He breathed in deeply, taking in the moment and being as present in the now as he could. This was exactly what he needed. Distraction and good company. Lyric was beautiful, intelligent, and sensitive. Exactly the type that Lenox knew he should always go for. Unfortunately, his head sometimes led himself in another direction and he ended up with much less desirable company.

His phone rang from inside his pocket. He considered not even checking to see who it was, but curiosity got the better of him. He was surprised to see BLOCKED come up on the caller ID. He ignored the call and cast his eyes over the city once more.

A moment later, he sensed Lyric approaching him from behind and he allowed himself to close his eyes and breathe in the scent of his body. Lyric’s breath was warm on his bare neck. When he opened his eyes, Lyric’s face, full of a lustful intensity, was reflected in the glass before Lyric wrapped his firm hands around his waist and pulled him in closer.

Lenox moaned at the sudden change in sensation of Lyric’s body against his own.

“Mmm, you smell different. What is that? Vanilla?”

But Lyric didn’t answer. Lenox pressed his hands on the glass of the window as Lyric’s lips delicately brushed the bare skin from his earlobe to his shoulder, leaving the area quivering and aching for more. Behind him, Lyric stiffened in his shorts as he pushed his hands up inside Lenox’s vest, exploring the skin of his chest and abs before slipping inside the waistband of his Calvin Kleins.

“Oh, fuck,” Lenox whispered as his shorts tightened around his growing erection.

“I want you so badly,” Lyric muttered back between gentle suckling kisses he was placing on Lenox’s neck. His voice was different. Carnal almost. And his touch was slightly rougher.

Those words were enough to make Lenox explode right there on the spot. He spun himself around so they were face-to-face and Lenox’s back was now pressed up against the glass. He looked Lyric in the eye, pausing briefly as he noticed that their normal bright blue tint seemed darker somehow, almost brownish, before peeling his white vest over his head and letting it fall to the floor around him.

Lyric’s gaze fell to Lenox’s muscular bare chest. Immediately he began unbuttoning his own shirt. He pulled it over his broad shoulders and discarded it behind him. Their hands were on each other like bees on a flower, rubbing and sensing and grasping. They kissed feverishly as they each reached to undo their belts and shorts. To pull his mouth from Lyric’s for even a moment was torturous to Lenox, like a piece of his own body had been ripped away. Their mouths fit together so perfectly, like two lost pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, and as they wrapped their arms around each other, shorts half-unzipped and hanging off their hips, the feeling of Lyric’s erect nipples grazing against his sent ripples of dreamy pleasure through him.

Lyric pulled away and began his descent of Lenox’s body, his hands playing with Lenox’s nipples as his tongue traced the lines of his smooth chest. Lenox twisted and tugged at Lyric’s dreadlocks as Lyric’s head moved slowly to his abs, licking and kissing his washboard stomach. He groaned with pleasure as Lyric found the zipper of his shorts and pulled it down.

Lenox’s hard cock was throbbing and practically begging to be released from the confines of his turquoise AussieBum briefs. Lyric kissed it gently through the soft Spandex of his underwear before tugging at the elastic waistband and commencing the slow reveal. His lips kissed the treasure trail of soft dark hairs that travelled south from Lenox’s navel to his dick. Lenox tensed as his modesty was revealed and Lyric stood back for a second to marvel at the size of his cock. He reached around and massaged Lenox’s arse cheeks, locating his arsehole and touching it. Then he took his penis in both hands, one at the base and one towards the tip, and eased its glistening head into his mouth.

Lenox let out a raspy moan from deep in his belly as he let go and revelled in the sensation of having his cock sucked so deliciously. Lyric took his time, sucking long and hard; his mouth moving up and down the length of his shaft until his lips just grazed the pubic hairs at the base, deep-throating Lenox as much as he could. Lenox arched his back, letting go of Lyric’s head and twining his hands in his own hair. He tugged at his black locks as his bare back pressed up against the glass, giving those down on the street a show they hadn’t anticipated. He played with his own nipples for a moment, stroking his pecs and adding to the ecstasy of the blow job he was receiving. Up and down Lyric’s head travelled. He swallowed Lenox’s pre-come with increasing intensity as Lenox’s frame began to buck.

Lenox was too lost in the sensation to stop him. Another few moments of this momentum and he surely would have lost it. Lyric paused, sensing he was close, and glanced up to study him. Lenox looked down and pulled him to his feet so that they were once again face-to-face. He kissed his lips, licking the sticky juices from Lyric’s mouth.

Lyric offered the most gorgeous smile, brimming with excitement over what was to come. He took Lenox by the hand and led him into a bedroom across the lounge.

“I think the people below us have had enough of a free show.” He mirrored Lenox’s thoughts perfectly.

Lenox shook with the building intensity of his inevitable orgasm and he tried to still himself, knowing the best was yet to come.

When they got into the bedroom, Lyric dropped his hand, leaving him at the foot of the bed and illuminating the room by switching on a small side lamp which cast a pleasant, ambient glow on the walls. He made eye contact with Lenox as he pulled a small, square foil packet from his back pocket before letting his shorts fall to his feet. He stepped out of them, and it was Lenox’s turn to gawk at the size of what Lyric had been hiding in his own trousers. From the imprint it made in his underwear as it stretched the material of his pink briefs, Lenox could tell he had a massive package.

Lyric strode confidently over to him before easing his own underwear down, his long, thick cock springing back against his pubic region as it was released. Lenox could feel his mouth open into an “o” shape as he took in the sight of Lyric fully naked.

When he lifted his eyes, Lyric kissed him sweetly; much softer than before yet with more intensity behind it. He pulled back and looked Lenox square in the eye, his chin trembling slightly.

“I want you to make love to me.”

Lenox was turned on by his choice of words and took the condom that was passed to him. Without breaking their eye contact, Lyric lowered himself down onto the bed. He spread his legs wide and invited Lenox to climb on top.

Lenox unwrapped the condom, slid it over his cock, and climbed onto the bed, fitting himself in-between Lyric’s strong, golden-haired legs. He tugged on Lyric’s cock, pleasuring him as his own dick adjusted itself so that it was pressing up against Lyric’s arsehole. Lyric closed his eyes as Lenox jerked him off slowly and began pushing the head of his penis inside him.

It took a moment for both of their bodies to adjust and relax as Lenox began to insert himself fully inside. Lyric tensed for a moment as his arse opened up and relaxed to make way for Lenox’s girth.

“You okay?” Lenox breathed, stilling himself as Lyric arched his back and head, tilting his chin to the ceiling. Lenox kissed his neck softly as Lyric took deep breaths, making space in his body.

“Go slow…Please?” he pleaded although he had to know Lenox would.

Lenox nodded and furrowed his brow as he pushed himself in further. They both moaned in excruciating pleasure as their bodies joined together as one. Lyric wrapped his strong legs around Lenox’s lower body, relaxing further and allowing Lenox to go deeper inside. When he inserted his whole length, Lenox paused and once again found Lyric’s lips, his tongue entering his mouth. They kissed passionately as instinct took over and Lenox began to thrust his hips.

Lyric cried out as Lenox fucked him, slow and deep. His cock moved in and out like the tides of the ocean. Each thrust increased in speed until they were like the cogs in a well-greased machine, moving without a hitch, faster and faster. As they gained momentum, Lenox reached down and found Lyric’s cock and mimicked the speed and intensity of his thrusts.

Lenox ground his teeth together as he fucked Lyric, sucking in air through a clenched jaw. Lyric reached behind his head and grabbed hold of the headboard, tensing his biceps as he pulled. Lenox took in the sight of this gorgeous man beneath him, muscles flexed and jaw tight. Perspiration was forming on their bodies, creating a sweaty film between them. They cried out in unison as their orgasms moved closer and closer to the surface. Lenox thrust in and out, his sweaty cock pumping away furiously at Lyric’s ass.

Just as they were about to tip over the edge, Lyric let go of the headboard and dug his nails into Lenox’s back, causing him to call out as pleasure mixed with pain and took hold of his nervous system.

“Make love to me, come for me,” Lyric moaned. Their bodies bucked as they both tipped over and orgasmed.

They came together, over and over. Each thrust of Lenox’s cock sent wave after wave of come up inside Lyric, who exploded in Lenox’s hand. A sticky, cloudy mess of semen coated his palm as it worked the head of Lyric’s dick, stroking it up and down until every last drop had been expelled.

As Lenox’s hips began to slow, Lyric caught him off guard by taking charge and flipping them both over suddenly, with Lenox still hard and fully inserted inside Lyric. Once on top, Lyric lifted himself off Lenox and once again sunk his head to Lenox’s hips. Ripping off the condom, he bent and wrapped his full lips around Lenox’s girth once more.

The sensation of having a hot mouth around his dick after coming only moments before was like nothing he had ever experienced. Lenox arched his back and cried out in surprise and pure ecstasy as Lyric sucked the engorged mushroom head of his member until there was nothing left.

When he was finished, and their breath had finally returned, Lyric looked into Lenox’s eyes; a lazy and satiated expression played across his face. Lenox smiled down at him. A smile that spoke his happiness and fulfilment without uttering a word. Lyric returned his happy gaze and lowered himself onto the mattress beside him, so that their slick bodies touched but both were looking up at the ceiling.

Exhaustion stilled them both as lazy smiles morphed into dozy grins. The gentle hum of people on the streets below was like a lullaby, drifting them off into unconsciousness. A cool breeze blew through an open window somewhere and licked at their sweaty bodies as they sunk deeper into sleep.

Lenox was filled with a sense of utter content. He would sleep well tonight, next to this beautiful man, cocooned in this beautiful apartment, high above the streets and nestled in the rolling hills.

He wasn’t sure what time it was as he lay there, moments from sleep, and he didn’t really care. But just before he closed his eyes completely and drifted into blissful unawareness, he thought he’d better check his phone in case anybody was looking for him. As the screen came to life with the touch of the home key, it was blank.

He had half-expected to see another creepy text, and was relieved by the lack of one. He hadn’t told the girls. Their reaction would only have added to his growing paranoia and that was the last thing he needed. He hadn’t a clue who could have sent the earlier message to him, but he wasn’t going to let his mind run away with him and he resolved to try to forget about it. He replaced the phone on the bedside table, face down, and rolled over to sleep.