“How long did you know John before you started staying at his place?”
Something changed in Dylan’s expression. He was coming around to the idea.
“Not long,” Dylan said. “Less time than I’ve know you actually.”
“And the two of you are pretty tight?”
Dylan smiled. “Yeah.”
“So, just stay here,” Ray said flippantly.
Dylan took a deep breath and Ray finally realized that what was holding him back was not reluctance. It was fear. Dylan was afraid of messing this up. “Alright,” the big man said. “I’m in.”
“Good,” Ray said in an almost businesslike manner. “Now, one more question.”
“Shoot.”
“Are you ever gonna let me top you?” Ray asked.
“Top me?” Dylan said with feigned incredulity. He then grabbed Ray and pulled him close. Face to Face. “I’m gonna let you fuckin’ DESTROY me.”
Suddenly, all of Ray’s confidence was gone. He was so weak in the knees; he might have buckled if he wasn’t already sitting.
Dylan reached down and grabbed the stiffening bulge between Ray’s legs. Ray gulped.
“When?” he asked expectantly as his shorts were slid off and a finger entered him. Suddenly, he was naked on his back, with Dylan sitting back on his haunches between his legs.
“When you least expect it.”
There was no one else in the world Ray would let toy with him like this. But the thought drove Ray wild. Even as the slicked finger that slid inside him was followed by a second.
“Open up,” Dylan said, working his fingers into and out of Ray’s tight hole. Ray bit his lip and moaned in pleasure, spreading his legs. The other hand freed Dylan’s cock from his shorts and fingers were replaced with the tip his raw cock. He reached over grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand. Ray watched lustily as the man between his legs slathered his thick cock in preparation. Suddenly Ray’s legs were up and he was saying things that he’d be ashamed to admit.
“Fuck me,” he moaned, “HARD.”
Dylan leaned down and cover Ray’s mouth with his own. But before, where his kiss had been rough and nasty, it was now tender but still passionate. Hands gripped Dylan’s ass and as he dived deeper inside and Ray’s legs wrapped themselves around him almost instinctively
“Spread those legs for me, baby” Dylan breathed “take it all.”
In obedience the large cop grabbed the back of his thighs and held himself open. He was rewarded with the deepest thrust yet.
“Such a goooood boy,” Dylan said in appreciation, thrusting steadily now. Ray was fully erect, and dying to grab his own cock but held steady until Dylan turned him over. He buried his face in the mattress and lifted his muscular ass, giving his top the perfect angle to fuck him in.
From behind, Dylan leaned down and kissed his way from Ray’s neck to his mouth. The two large, athletic men were melded to together in a heated, passionate mess. Long, powerful arms wrapped themselves around Ray’s torso and he felt himself being moved to his side. The hard cock inside of him continued to invade his hole and he lifted his leg to take it all in.
“Cum in me,” Ray moaned, practically begging for it. The grunting and heavy breathing in his ear intensified and he knew what was coming. He could almost feel it already and he wanted it so badly.
“You want it?” Dylan practically purred into his ear.
“Oh, fuck yeah, daddy. I fucking need it.”
Suddenly Ray was on his stomach again. Face embedded into the bedsheet with his ass just slightly up as Dylan pounded it into the mattress.
“Fuuuck baby,” Dylan groaned, arms around him, hips undulating on top of him.
And then it happened. Ray felt his insides flooded with what felt like a geyser of cum. The hot rush of air from the desperate grunt in his ear. He felt the powerful body shake on top of him and it felt like he was being buried. It was amazing.
After the orgasm passed the kissing continued. Ray could have laid on his stomach until they both fell asleep but he felt himself being signaled to face his lover. Once on his back Ray was welcomed with more hot tender kisses. They wandered down from his mouth to his nipples, tongue swirling around one and then the other. From there Dylan kissed his way down and until finally his lips found Ray’s cock.
“Fuucckk,” Ray moaned loudly as Dylan’s warm mouth engulfed the thick head of his cock and slid all the way down. It was effortless, the way Dylan took all of Ray down his throat. As his mouth slid up, Dylan’s hands gripped the base of Ray’s throbbing manhood and followed the lips as they worked up and down. Hands and lips both worked in unison, sliding up and down the meaty shaft over and over again for what felt like forever. In reality in was only a short time before the tense, powerful, sensation seized Ray’s body.
“I’m coming,” Ray said, his voice rasped to almost a whisper, his hands gripping the back of Dylan’s head. Dylan didn’t let up. Even as Ray exploded into his mouth. Dylan’s head kept bobbing up and down, slurping and swallowing everything that fired out of Ray until there was nothing left.
After it was over, Ray watched as that head of red-brown hair rested on his torso, arms stroking his body tenderly and almost…lovingly?
Instead of falling asleep afterward in their usual way, they spent the next several hours talking. Dylan opened up about how difficult losing his business had been and what had ultimately led him to staying with John.
After 13 years in the Marine Corps, Dylan had found himself afflicted with a host of injuries that were not healing quickly enough for his commanding officer’s liking. He was not expecting to be discharged and was thus totally unprepared when it finally happened.
“I was kind of a fuck up after the Marines,” he admitted. “Sleeping in friends’ basements, not being able to hold down a job, getting evicted…. It took me a long time to get my shit together. Then everything started working out for me. I was working in fitness, managing a little gym, teaching classes, makin’ rent with money left over…” his voice trailed off.
“When I opened my own box, it was like I was finally past it all. And when I lost it, I just didn’t want my friends to know.”
Dylan had done everything he could to salvage the small crossfit-like outfit. By the end of it he was sleeping in the garage-like space that he ran his classes out of to save on rent. But it wasn’t enough and eventually he found someone to take over the lease around the same time that John was nice enough to let him stay at his place. They had spent several nights drinking, talking, drinking, and having sex. John was still missing seeing his kids every day and the two bonded and formed a friendship that would last even after the sex part was over.
Ray opened up about the fact the he had actually never had a real relationship and Dylan became the first person to know about a terrible, one-sided, and toxic experience that Ray had with an older, married commanding officer when he was still in the marines. As an E-3, a twenty-year-old Ray had been coerced into relations with someone who had a great deal of power over his career and over his life and the bitter memory had no small part in the way he interacted with the married fellows that he met out on patrol.