Page 57 of Missing in Action


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But it seemed reasonable to get fucked as a celebration of his new fortune. What better reason to submit. And besides, the touch of Holden’s fingers made him shiver and tremble and ache for something inside him. It wouldn’t be a hardship. Far from it.

Holden sat back on his heels. He took lube and a condom from his pocket. Of course. Why wouldn’t he be without these supplies? Then he looked at Tyler, hesitating. “I want to fuck you.”

“I know,” Tyler said.

Holden waited. “Is that okay?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

Tyler smiled. “Don’t try to talk me out of it.”

“I’m not, but…”

“What?”

“Don’t think that I…” Holden stopped.

“Don’t think that I need to let you fuck me because you’re going to share your expensive stamp with me?” Tyler asked with an eyebrow raise.

Holden reddened.

Tyler stroked his cheek. “I don’t think that. What I do think is that I want you inside me very much. So why don’t you just get on with it?”

Holden smiled. He uncapped the lube and squeezed some on his fingers.

Tyler flinched at the cold gel.

“Relax.”

“I am.” The sensation of one finger pad lightly stroking his entrance almost made his toes curl, so good did it feel. “Fuck,” he said when Holden pressed and Tyler opened up. He groaned when Holden eased his finger all the way inside, fucking him. Holden leaned over him. He kissed Tyler’s throat, then crooked his finger to find his prostate and Tyler jerked as though electrified. While he’d managed to stimulate it himself in the past, no one else ever had. No one had even tried. He threw back his head, shuddering under Holden’s touch.

Holden gave a low groan. “Fuck, Tyler, you turn me on so much. Look at your cock.”

Tyler looked down. He watched how his cock jerked and dribbled cum with every press of Holden’s fingers.

“So fucking hot,” Holden said, his voice low and dancing along a feverish line. “I can’t wait to feel you squeezing my cock.”

Tyler groaned. The dirty talk again and this time he loved it. “Fuck me,” he said and saw how Holden’s eyes darkened. His partner knelt back and rolled on a condom with unsteady hands before he lined his cock up with Tyler’s entrance.

Tyler’s dick was throbbing. The action of his ass stretching open almost made him come. Never had it been like this before. Maybe Holden would turn him into a needy bottom with one fuck. He clutched Holden’s shoulders as Holden slid balls-deep, making him gasp.

“Holy fuck,” Holden ground out, his face flushed. He reached between their bodies to take Tyler’s dick in his fist, looking down at him. “I need you to come for me.”

Tyler whimpered. His ass felt stuffed to bursting and when Holden withdrew and nailed him again, he let out a cry and brought his thighs up around Holden’s back.

“Come on.” Holden started a rhythm, long and slow, getting harder and faster until Tyler couldn’t breathe or think and his body arched away into an ascent to orgasm that engulfed him. A climax that loomed on the horizon and approached steadily with the force of a tsunami. How was it possible to come so quickly after being penetrated? He never had before. In fact, from what he could remember each time on bottom had been a miserable anti-climax that he hadn’t wanted to repeat, hence he was always the pitcher and never the catcher. Until Holden showed him how it was done right.

He clawed at Holden’s back and Holden responded with a bruising kiss that sent him spiraling beyond all control. At that moment, Holden owned him body, mind and soul and Tyler was smitten. If this was how Holden always made love, Tyler wanted to be part of it for as long as he could.

He heard Holden’s name slip from his lips. A responding growl from Holden before Tyler dissolved into orgasm and things became hazy as he shook and cried out, holding on tight as though Holden might slide away like a dream. Like one of the morphine dreams he had had on the base at Ramstein when his leg had been amputated and he could still feel his foot alive and hurting and begging to be put out of its misery.

When he regained coherent thought, he was lying sprawled beneath Holden with his partner plastered against him, breathing heavily, his hand still around Tyler’s spent dick.

“Oh my God, Tyler,” Holden said with admiration in his voice.

Tyler laughed.

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