Crossroads

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Who the hell knew how bad things would go with Nick’s family, but like Bryce, Nick knew he wanted him. Every part of him. So, despite the fact that they’d figured nothing out, that Bryce lay on the bed fully clothed, Nick took off his shirt. His shoes, pants and underwear followed. His cock bobbed against his stomach as he walked over.
Bryce scooted down the bed a foot or so, taking the pillows with him. “Kneel on the bed. Straddle my neck. I wanna try something I saw on Sexy Man Lovin’.”
“Ah, fuck.” Nick stroked his dick a couple of times as he climbed onto the bed, getting into position.
“You know you’re going to have to try and fuck me again. It’s something you just have to do, Nick. I’ll be okay.”
Nick nodded, stroking his erection. “I know.” Even with Bryce using the dildos, he was reluctant to try again. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Bryce. He wanted him so fucking bad he couldn’t see straight. He just didn’t want to hurt him. Maybe he was afraid it wouldn’t work again, and what that would mean for them.
“I might not be able to take your dick in my ass yet, but I can take it in my mouth.” Bryce squeezed his ass. “Feed it to me.”
A shiver ran down Nick’s spine. Pre-come leaked from the head of his dick that was begging to do exactly what Bryce said.
Bryce opened his mouth, and Nick wanted to fill it with come right then and there. He was so fucking sexy, so masculine. To see Bryce below him, waiting with his mouth open to take Nick’s cock, made his balls ache.
It made his chest swell, too.
He guided his dick with his hand, angling it down before pushing it in. Jesus, he’d never done something like this before. Get head, yeah, but shove his dick into someone’s mouth from above, no. Slowly, he thrust his hips forward. Not all the way, not wanting to give Bryce too much. When he pulled out, his erection was wet, shining with Bryce’s saliva. Bryce leaned forward to take him again.
He tightened his hold on Nick’s ass when Nick tried to pull out again, holding him in place as he took him deep. All the fucking way to the back of his throat. He felt Bryce swallow as he sucked, felt this throat move around the head of his cock, and it took everything inside him to hold off from exploding in his mouth.
He groaned when Bryce pulled off, fought not to grab him by the hair and put him back into place. All he did was slide lower, sucking Nick’s balls into his mouth. He road Bryce’s face, pumping his cock as Bryce licked his sac.
“I’ve been practicing...trying to ease my gag reflex.”
“Ah, fuck. You’re going to fucking kill me. Take my dick again. I want in your mouth, Bryce.” He loved the feel of Bryce’s mouth.
Bryce propped himself on the pillows so Nick could slide into his mouth. Bryce sucked, licked and swallowed him down, hollowing his cheeks at one point, driving Nick insane.
Nick grabbed his hair, and fuck if he didn’t see Bryce smile around his dick. He kept thrusting as his balls tightened. A few more thrusts, and the orgasm barreled through him as his come ran down the back of Bryce’s throat. He took it all, swallowed him down, licked him clean before pulling Nick down for a searing kiss.
He knew what this was about, Bryce trying to make up for the fact that Nick hadn’t fucked him. What Bryce didn’t know was that he had nothing to make up for. Nick was happy.
“Who knew I’d be such a good cocksucker?” he said lightly, obviously trying to steer them out of the heavy conversation from earlier.
“My cocksucker.” Nick fell down on top of him, his hand tangled in Bryce’s hair as his eyes fell closed. “Sorry if I shouldn’t have stopped by the shop today.”
“Yes, you should have. I want you there. Fuck everyone else.”
Those words breathed life into him again. “Give me a minute. When I can open my eyes again, it’s your turn. Not that I can rival your cocksucking abilities.”
Bryce laughed. “You can suck me off in the morning. Let’s get some sleep. Roll over, so I can get the light.” He pulled out from under Nick, and Nick let him. He heard rustling, then the bed dipped and a muscular, naked body was against his.
“I love you,” Nick mumbled. “Fuck everyone else.” He just wished it were that easy.
***
Bryce woke up early Sunday morning and told Nick he needed to go for a ride, and that he wasn’t sure he would be back before Nick went to work. He could see the confusion on Nick’s face, and he wanted to reassure him, so Bryce leaned in and kissed him. “We’re good. We’re okay. I just need the open road.”