Unconditional
A soft moan escaped Tucker when Todd reached inside his boyfriend’s stretchy sweats and wrapped his fingers around the hard, thick length. Tuck’s breathless pants made his own shaft jerk to attention. This man. This man he loved, who he desired, loved him, desired him, and he had been neglectful. All the need he’d suppressed since his mother’s arrival into his life, he let loose. He groped Tucker, stroking him, cupping his buttocks, massaging the muscles on either side of his spine—touching him every place he could reach. He buried his nose into Tuck’s neck, inhaling the masculine essence of musk mixed with black cherry. God, he loved black cherry now.
He nuzzled his way to Tuck’s jaw, his cheek, his lips, and claimed his lover’s mouth in a kiss that possessed and dominated. They stumbled out of the closet toward the bed. Todd stripped from his jeans, only breaking from the kiss long enough to yank his T-shirt over his head. He ached to lose himself, to find himself, to regain the magic and passion that made them Tuck and Todd.
His mouth curved when Tucker shoved him back on to the bed. He bounced, naked now, his erection jutting from his groin. His mouth watered as Tucker, with deliberate purpose, took off his own shirt then shimmied out of his sweats.
His man was a god among men in the looks department. Even the scars of his ugly childhood couldn’t mar his magnificence. Licking his lips, he watched as Tuck dropped to his knees and spread Todd’s thighs open. Tuck licked the crease between his balls and thigh, and murmured, “I love the way you smell. Taste.”
Todd’s balls tightened and his cock leaked pre-come from the tip. He wanted to fuck and to be fucked. He wanted to join their bodies in a union more “home” than either of them had ever had in past. He watched Tucker lick the tip of his dick, his tongue dipping into the slit before he took Todd deep to the back of his throat, and he rejoiced.
“Yes,” he said. “Fuck yes.”
Todd danced his fingers through Tucker’s short blond hair, urging him on, faster, deeper. Tuck grasped Todd’s balls, gently tugging as he kept up bobbing his mouth up and down Todd’s shaft.
“Jesus fuck, you’re going to make me come.” That was the point, but he wanted to last a little longer. Needed this moment to go on. He sat up, gripping Tucker’s hair and yanking his head from his lap.
He leaned over, marveling at the sheer intent in Tucker’s gorgeous blue eyes, and kissed him, tasting his own salty desire on Tucker’s lips. He sucked the offered tongue, exploring Tucker in a kiss that drove him to the floor and onto Tucker’s lap. He wrapped his legs around his boyfriend’s waist, and rocked his hips, grinding. He thrust his tongue inside Tucker’s mouth as the fevered kiss made his head spin.
Tucker moaned, his eyes clenched shut, when Todd raised his lower body and Tuck’s rigid length slid the crack of Todd’s ass.
Heat spread over Todd, and a fine sheen of sweat covered his flushed skin. When Tucker’s hands cupped Todd’s ass and his callused fingers brushed against Todd’s sensitive opening, the intimate familiarity was overwhelming. He dug his fingers into the hard muscles of Tuck’s back, pulling himself closer and up until his chest was level with Tuck’s face. He squirmed with Tucker latched onto his nipple and pressed the tip of his finger inside him.
The dry entry burned with a minor pain that fueled Todd’s passion even more. “Oh fuck,” he said, his voice heavy with desire. He relaxed, allowing Tuck to penetrate him even more.
When Tucker withdrew his finger, Todd nearly whimpered his protest. He leaned back a little to look at Tuck’s face, amazed as his gorgeous man met his gaze with a wicked grin. He spit on the fingers that had been in him, and with his free hand gripped the back of Todd’s neck and pulled him down for a hard kiss as he reached under him again and thrust his saliva slickened finger back into Todd’s ass.
He poured his groan of pleasure into Tucker’s mouth as he urged his hips to take every delicious thrust. Tucker pressed Todd back against the bed, kissing his way down his jaw. The warmth of Tuck’s breath ghosted against his neck, and Todd’s balls tingled as the pressure of an impending orgasm began to build.
He blindly fumbled for the bedside stand and pulled out the bottle of lube, wetting his fingers first, he reached down and rubbed the oily substance on Tucker’s swollen length. “I can’t wait,” he panted.
And without any more warning, he pushed Tucker’s hand away from his ass and lowered himself on Tucker’s cock. They both moaned as Todd took him deep inside.
“I want to move,” Tucker murmured against his neck. “I need to move.”
“Fuck me,” Todd answered.
Growling his pleasure, Tucker lifted Todd until his back was pressed into the mattress. He rose with Todd, his cock sliding out a little when he lifted Todd’s legs and looped his strong arms around the back of Todd’s thighs.
Tucker’s gaze traveled from Todd’s face down his chest and finally stopped on Todd’s hard length. “Jerk yourself for me,” he said. “I want to watch.” The demand in Tuck’s voice sent a thrill of pleasure through Todd.
Todd, his hands still slick from the lubricant he’d used on Tuck, grasped his dick and began to stroke. Tucker’s expression slackened with lust, and Todd own eyes felt weighted with desire. He moaned, Tucker’s name on his lips as his lover began rocking his hips upward, slow at first then quicker as he matched Todd’s lashing pace.
His mind was full of mindless thoughts like, this feels good, this feels so fucking good, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.
Tucker pushed his legs back even farther, spreading Todd as his hips came up off the bed as Tucker stood and leaned over. The angle of Todd’s body coupled with the angle of Tucker’s cock created a perfect storm of pleasure against his prostate.
Arching back, his neck strained as the delicious torment unleashed a torrent of pleasure that ripped through Todd. His toes curled up as his cock exploded, shooting ropes of come across his stomach.
“Goddamn,” Tucker groaned as he quickened his pace for a moment before thrusting hard and deep, grinding himself into Todd’s ass with orgasmic release. When his climax ebbed, and the tension left his face, Tucker slowly withdrew from Todd, and sidled himself between Todd’s thighs. He lowered himself until their faces were only inches apart.
Todd allowed a wicked grin to play on his lips. “That hit the spot.”
Tucker shook his head and smiled. “Ha ha,” he said. “Glad I could help.”
When Tucker’s face grew serious, Todd’s stomach tightened. He’d been such a shit to Tuck. He’d allowed his worry for his mom to swallow him in a mire of fear and anxiety. He’d shut Tuck out. The one person who he’d vowed to never harm, he’d hurt more than anyone else could.
And what had been Tucker’s response? To love Todd. Unconditionally.
He cupped Tucker’s cheek and swooned when Tucker kissed him with such heartbreaking tenderness.
Todd stared at Tucker, trying to convey all his emotions in his gaze. “My mom told me that she loved me the best she could, but that I had always loved her better.” The swell of his feelings choked him, but he needed to finish. Needed to let Tucker know exactly what he meant to him. “That’s what you do for me. You love me better. You have always loved me better.”
Tucker’s face flushed, and he bit his lower lip to stop the trembling. “I feel the same way. Which is why I will wait until the end of the earth for you.”
“I’m here,” Todd whispered—his voice barely audible over his pulse pounding in his ears. “You never have to wait for me. Never. I’m yours, and I’m here.”