Reunion (6 page)

“It was Franco that started to promote me, he sent my photographs into magazines and websites, and I couldn’t believe the response. I became sought after, courted by model agencies and designers, I began to be in high demand. I started to earn money again, this time is was good, honest wages, there was nothing seedy or dirty about my work. I vowed never to abuse my body or my mind again. He was never a lover, we weren’t each other’s type, but I felt deeply for him and owed him everything, I would’ve been dead without him. He encouraged me to certify as a personal trainer so that I could teach at his gym. I stayed with him for five years and was with him to the end.”

I hear Ryan gasp, the first sound he has made since I began my story. “The end of what? What happened to him?”

“He passed away two years ago, he had pancreatic cancer. It took a long time to diagnose and by then it was too late, he refused treatment after the first attempt of chemo failed. He was one the bravest, kindest men I have ever been lucky enough to meet. I owe him my life.” My arms are wrapped around my body as I hold myself together.

“Oh Nico, I’m so sorry. You loved him didn’t you?” I can hear the pain and anguish in Ryan’s voice.

“I did, not in a romantic way but as a big brother, a family member. Something I hadn’t had for a long time.” I lean against the table facing Ryan now and I can see tears in his eyes as he feels my pain. “He wasn’t just a gym owner, he was the owner of a chain of gyms that everyone wanted to train in, be a part of. I or I guess we, found out after his funeral that he left his entire business to the two of us. His family was furious but there was nothing they could do about it, Franco had made sure of that.”

“Who is we? The two of us? Are you in a relationship, Nico?” I can see the anger in Ryan’s face, clearly remembering what I had done to him earlier.

“Fuck no Ryan, I would never have sucked you off if I was with someone. I may be a lot of things Ryan, but I am not a cheater. “The
we
is myself and Troy. He was Franco’s boyfriend, he’s a lovely young man and he still lives in the house with me. He’s very sweet but definitely not my type.” I laugh at the thought of me and Troy.

I watch as Ryan stands up and walks over to me, I can feel myself trembling not knowing what he is going to do. When he is standing just two feet away from me he stops.

“So, just to clarify, you were thrown away at eighteen, you made some bad decisions that ended up hurting you. Then you changed your life by hard work and determination to become the man you are now. Is that right?”

I can only manage a nod as he wraps my life up so simply, so succinctly.

“Shit Nico, if that’s what you had to do to survive then you should be proud of yourself. You survived even after all you had endured. But what made you come back after all this time, when did you decide to?”

“I had already clicked on the ‘going’ link when Troy found me still looking at the reunion announcement on Twitter. He told me I was stupid if I didn’t come here, he told me that Franco would’ve wanted me to see you again, even if it was just to apologize for leaving you and then have to go back home again. He told me that I needed to see you again.” I lower my head, I feel worn out. I haven’t had to explain myself to anyone for a long time. But the relief to have come clean to the one person, the
only
person I cared about is huge.

“After you left I kept going around to your house but your parents just slammed the door in my face and then just refused to answer the door. All my phone calls were ignored. They never spoke to me again. I never knew why you left or that they had disowned you”

He takes another two steps to me stopping right in front of me, his hands unfurl as he reaches out to grab me, pulling me up against him. His mouth crushes mine, his teeth pull on my lip and his tongue invades my mouth, tangling, dueling with mine.

How much more do I have to listen to this before I can take him back in my arms? I want to seek out these bastards, I want to hurt them, I want to destroy them. My beautiful man broken for nothing more than greed and for sick minds to lust over.

How much longer do I have to listen to his pain, unable to look me in the eye? He looks so ashamed when he should stand tall and proud. He is a true survivor. But hearing the pain at the loss of his mentor breaks my heart. I need him in my arms, I need him to love me as much as I love him, I think he does but is afraid so say the words, well I’m not, I’m going to tell him as I hold him. As I love him and let him love me.

I can’t take listening to him anymore, as he answers my questions so candidly I can see the tension controlling his body; the white of his knuckles as he grips the table so tightly, as well as how taut his legs and back are, he’s waiting for me to run.

In two steps I’m on him, I can’t hold back. I just want my mouth on his. Fuck. I want my mouth on every part of him. Crap, I wish he wasn’t hurt. I want to be on top of him, I want to be inside of him.

I hear his growl and match it with my own; suddenly we are pulling at each other’s clothes desperate to touch skin to skin. My hand skims over his ribs and I feel him tense up.

“Shit, Nicky, stop.” His head jerks up and his eyes narrow.

“What? What’s wrong, is this a goodbye fuck?” I can see the panic in his eyes as they widen in fear.

“What? Fuck no, but you’re hurt. I felt you flinch when I touched you.” I kiss his bruised lips which are now swollen from my kiss.

“Fuck that! I’ve had a fuck worse than this.” Nico kisses me again. “Please Ry I need you. I need to feel you, so bad.”

Grabbing the hem of his shirt, or rather my shirt, I move him away from my lips so I can pull it over his head and then do the same to mine. We’re standing together, our chests heaving as our arousal heightens. My hand reaches out to touch the outline of his very large, very hard cock. I let my fingertips run up his length and feel the twitch under my hand as he reacts. My other hand tugs on the gold bar through his nipple, twisting it before leaning over to slide my tongue over the whole nipple, tugging the bar between my teeth as I pull away making him gasp. Then I focus back on his cock.

“I don’t remember you being this big, every bit of you has grown.” I smile then bite down on my bottom lip, his eyes flare and he groans as I wrap my hand around his solid girth. When his hips push into my hand, I drop to my knees and take hold of his waistband, pulling the soft fabric away from his hips.

It’s my turn to moan now as I take in his beauty, the tightness of his skin over the rigid muscles of his abdomen and hips. I begin to run my tongue down one side of his very impressive V, nipping his skin between my teeth as I work my way over to his other hip. His skin is smooth and free of any hair accentuating the size of his cock and the heavy sac containing his balls.

“Christ Ry you’re killing me.” Nico groans.

I look up at him through my eyelashes taking in his gritted teeth and firm jaw, a muscle is ticking in his cheek. I smile before letting my tongue loose on him again, when his hands reach for my hair I decide I’ve tormented him enough. Looking up again I wink. “You ready?”

His moan is enough. Making him step out of his pants I push his legs wider apart. I can see how much he is ready for me as his cock weeps his pre-cum gliding down the impressive length. Letting my hands grip his ass cheeks I swipe my tongue along the underside of his tight balls and drag over the top to the base of his granite hard, satin smooth dick.

“Watch me babe, watch me loving you.” His eyes open and although he looks down at me I’m not sure how much he can see, he eyes are definitely glazed and his teeth bite down on his bottom lip.

My tongue laps at the base collecting his essence as it reaches me, lazily I trail my tongue up the full length, tracing the thick heavy vein to reach the large blood engorged head. Poking the tip of my tongue into the oozing slit, I let my teeth gently graze over the tip. We both groan. Enough teasing, my mouth covers the head letting me savor the salty musky flavor. I thought I had remembered his taste over the years but this is so much better, there’s a definite sweetness to it. Fuck, I could drown in this.

A nudge from Nico’s hips bring me back to the present, so I sink lower down his shaft sucking hard, making my jaw as wide as I can to take his thick cock deep, pulling back just to take in another breath before letting him deep into my throat.

“Fucking hell Ryan, how much of me can you take?” I hear pride as well as disbelief in his question.

Fuck this, I’m taking him all the way, I pull back and breathe again taking him deeper again. Twice more and I feel my chin hit his balls. Yeah baby. I hum, and the vibrations make him swell even more. I know he’s close, I want to taste him, I want my mouth and throat to be coated in his cum.

“Ryan, pull back I don’t want to come in your mouth. Not this time anyway.” Nico chuckles and pulls me off him. “I’m coming inside you Ry, I’ve waited ten years for this. You are not swallowing this load, it’s only for your ass.”

I look up at him hoping he’s stating his health status as clean but it’s something we need to be certain of before this can go any further. “Nico, just so we’re clear, I’m clean. I’ve been tested recently but I need to know you are too.”

Nico looks deeply into my eyes. “I am definitely clean, I’ve been tested recently as well.”

I kiss up his body as I stand up, before leading him to the bed. I feel him slow down and begin to pull away making me turn back to question him. “What? Why have you stopped? Don’t you want to do this now? Am I pushing too fast?” I can feel myself start to panic.

“No Ryan! Baby look at me. It’s good, it’s so damn good.” But he still looks worried.

“What? Nico spit it out what’s wrong?” I don’t have a clue what he’s thinking.

“I don’t know if you are a bottom or a top. I haven’t topped for a long time now. But I want to be buried so deep inside you.” The worried look in his beautiful eyes tears at my heart.

“Nicky, I wouldn’t care if I hadn’t bottomed since the last time we were together. I would still be dragging you to bed but I switch, it’s fine, I promise.”

The grin that spreads across his face makes me love him even more, so much so that I almost blurt it out. He sees my face and typically calls me on it so fuck it. I’m going to tell him. Shit. No. Not yet, the time isn’t right.

“Why are you looking at me like that Ry?” His smile is still there but fading.

“Because, I can’t believe you’re here after all this time, that you still want me. I’ve dreamed of you, of this happening, but I never really believed it actually would.” My chest is heaving as my emotions bubble up inside me.

“Ryan, baby, you’ve been on my mind and in my dreams every fucking day for the past ten years. Of course I still want you.Now lose the pant
s
an
d
get on that bed pronto!” His smile widens, showing his very sexy dimples.

I can’t help but giggle. For fucks sake, I’m a twenty-eight year old hard-assed army veteran now a cop and I’ve just giggled like a teenage virgin I groan. But my pants hit the floor so fast I almost trip over them. I climb up onto the bed and slide up the middle. Sitting back against the headboard, I watch him open his bag and rummage through his belongings. He reaches for something and then pulls out a bottle of lube. I grin and lift my knees up spreading my feet wide apart. I know he’s got a clear view of my asshole, I love the way his eyes scroll down my body before settling on the prize.

“God Ryan, I don’t know how long I’ll be able to last once I get inside you.” His voice is gravelly with lust.

I watch him crawl up the bed, his hands reach my bent legs and run up the insides, stroking my calves and sending shivers over my skin. They travel further up above my knees to my inner thighs, caressing the softer skin, making tiny circles with his fingertips as they creep higher still.

“You’re killing me babe, I need you, I need you so damn much.” I’m breathing heavily now, my cock is leaking desperate for release, and I just know I’m going to embarrass myself by coming as soon as he touches me.

“You’ll get me Ry, just be patient.” He chuckles, making me want to kill him. After he fucks me. Kneeling up between my legs his erection is pulsing, his shaft is still wet from my mouth and I desperately want it in me again. As he reaches out to grip my cock, my hips push up thrusting into his hand. He strokes up and down letting his thumb circle the tip smearing my pre-cum. Releasing me, leaving me aching and desperate, I watch him glide his tongue over his thumb, his eyes flutter shut as he tastes me.

“Please Nico, don’t keep me waiting.” Taking pity on me his hand cradles my aching sac, running his fingers around and over my tender, aching balls making them tighten and pull into my body. I hear the click of the lube being opened, making me sigh. “Come on, no more messing around. I need you inside me. Now!”

“You’re getting bossy Ry, I like it.” He winks at me. Pouring the lube onto his long thick fingers, he then runs them over my sac, travelling down stroking my taint. I gasp at the sensation and grab my cock but he knocks my hand away. “Keep your hands off, I want all your pleasure to come from me and me alone. I’ve been dreaming of this for ten years too.”

His deep husky and so fucking sexy voice is driving me wild. I feel his finger against my ring, the lube is cold but the warmth of his long middle finger as he pushes gently against the tense muscles is overwhelming.

“Come on Ryan, let me in. Relax, push back lover.” The pressure increases as his digit pushes through my tight entrance. “Fuck, you feel so good. So hot and silky smooth, let me in babe.”

“Christ yeah, more Nic, give me more.” As I push against his finger he slides its full length inside me, pumping gently before dragging it across my prostate. “Oh God, do that again. Fuck!” I feel him pull back then when he slides back in, I feel another finger stretching, opening me. I know he’s getting me ready but I don’t care anymore I just want him inside me. “That’s enough Nico, I’m ready!”

I see the lube being opened again and I watch as he pours it over his beautiful cock, sensuously stroking his full length. Fuck me, he’s big!

“Lie back Ryan, pull your knees up babe, that’s it, spread them wide. You look fucking amazing Ryan, so damn sexy.” Dipping his head down to kiss me, his tongue slipping into my mouth as his cock nudges against my ring and pushing against him, I relax my body and feel him break through the taut ring of muscle then start to glide deeper inside me.

“God, you feel so good. Shit you are fucking huge, filling me completely. Give me more Nicky, I want all of you.” His head is resting on my shoulder now, I can feel the shudders wracking through his body as he thrusts in one hard push. I can feel all of him claiming, consuming and completing me.

“I can’t believe how good you feel, you’re so tight and hot. I’m scared to move in case I just shoot my load in the first stroke.” Lifting his head up to look at me, a slow, lazy, but oh so beautiful smile spreads across Nico’s face. “I love you Ryan.”

“Damn you beat me to it! I love you too babe, now fuck me hard. Make me forget my name.” I kiss him hard, biting his lip and as he growls he pulls back and really starts to fuck. My heart swells at his words. He loves me, shit he really loves me. My head spins at the notion. He’s come back here because he loves me maybe just as much I love him. But then he slams hard into me and I’m back in the present.

Christ he’s good at this. As he continues to vary the depth and speed of his thrusts, I pull my legs further up and apart, and he plunges deeper and harder than I have ever taken before. He wraps his hand around my dick and matches the strokes to the pumping of his cock inside me, his mouth crashes down on mine kissing me so hard and possessively before pulling back to stare deep into my eyes.

“I’m not going to last babe, I need to come, I need to come so hard,” I ground out through gritted teeth, as I feel the sweat running over my body. Nico picks up speed. I don’t know how he can go so fast but I’m loving it. Then with a shift of his hips he hits my prostate, pounding against it on each thrust.

“Come for me Ryan, come for me now.” His fist races over my dick, my back arches as my dick erupts, streams and streams of hot cum detonating over my stomach and chest, some even hitting my neck and face. I have never come so hard or so much. It just keeps gushing, covering me in white, sticky fluid.

With one last deep thrust I feel him lengthen and stiffen further inside me as he comes. He has never looked so fucking sexy. With his back arched and his head thrown back he roars out my name, every muscle in his body is taut while his release fills me as his thrusts continue. Then just when I think he’s finished, he pulls, out spraying me with the remainder of his orgasm, coating my stomach and chest even more, mixing his cum with my own. With one last growl his head drops back down to face me. His eyes are bright with unshed tears. I know exactly how he feels because I’m feeling it too.

“I love you Nico.” It seems that is enough to tip him over, he collapses down over me. I wrap my arms around him holding tight.

It’s only moments until Nico begins to pull away, lifting his weight from me. “Christ Ryan, that was the best feeling in the world, I thought I’d never stop coming. Did I hurt you?” He looks at me, and I can clearly see how concerned he is.