Beginning to Believe (6 page)

Kit’s muscles flexed, leaping toward Ty’s touch. “Mmm... You know how to make a fella feel sexy, all right.”

“Oh, you are sexy, cowboy. Trust me, I know sexy as well as six-packs.”

Kit opened the lube, watching Ty. “Let me touch you? Get you ready?”

“Oh yeah, that sounds good.”

Ty lay back, legs falling open, hair spread out over his pillow.

Kit shifted, settling so his cheek was on Ty’s belly. Slicking his fingers, he first stroked the hard, full cock, learning its heat and weight before cupping the velvety soft ball sac. He’d be damned if he hurried this.

Ty moaned softly, legs spreading wider. The long fingers slid over his head, petting. “Magic fingers, cowboy.”

Kit nodded, dropping a soft kiss on Ty’s belly, fingers sliding down behind those heavy balls, exploring the line of soft, tender skin. Ty’s cock jerked, another soft moan filling the air. Kit played there for a long time, stroking and touching, slicking his fingers up again and again. Finally he slid back and circled the tiny wrinkled hole, getting Tyler slick and used to his touch.

“Oh man, you’re killing me. What a way to go.”

Chuckling, he slid a single finger inside. “I believe the request was to take you to heaven, after all.”

Ty’s laughter was mostly moan, the fingers on his head holding on. “It was, cowboy, it was.”

Kit focused on doing just that, stretching and slicking Ty, one finger becoming two, two fingers pushing deep to play that gland.

Ty’s stomach jerked beneath his cheek, soft gasps filling the air. “Oh, yeah, Kit. Again. Shit, again.”

“Mmm... yeah.” He dropped soft kisses on Ty’s stomach, eyes closing as he touched and stroked, sending Ty as high as he could.

Ty was whimpering when his hands dug into Kit’s shoulders. “Stop. I want to come with you inside me.”

Shuddering, Kit nodded, lips sliding on Ty’s skin. Fuck, yes.

“On your back, cowboy,” murmured Ty.

He scooted up, taking a kiss before he settled on his back. Ty rolled a condom down over his cock, fingers stroking as it went on. Then his hips were straddled, Ty guiding his prick back to that hot little hole.

“Oh...” Kit watched, eyes trailing over Ty’s body, taking it all in.

Ty moaned, pushing down and taking in the tip of his cock. He shook, legs parting, the instinct to draw his knees up and push strong, distracting. Ty took him in so slowly, thigh muscles working as his cock was swallowed up and then Ty’s ass hit his hips and he was all the way in. “Oh, Kit. Feels good.”

“Yeah?” Kit met Ty’s eyes, forcing his breath to slow, forcing himself to settle.

“Oh yeah.” Ty shifted, dropping forward, arms to either side of his head. The long, blond hair fell around his face, curtaining them. “How about for you, Kit? Is this the stairway to heaven?”

“Yeah. Oh, yeah.” Kit relaxed, tilting his chin to take a kiss. “I... Oh, it’s good, Ty.”

“Cool.” Ty kissed him back, hips rotating, pulling up a little and then sliding back down again.

“Oh...” He moaned, biting his own bottom lip. “Again.”

“Oh yeah.” Ty licked at his teeth and lips and then moved again, coming further off him this time before dropping back down. “Oh! Yeah, that’s the spot.”

Kit moaned, shoulders lifting off the mattress. “Ty!”

“Yeah, Kit. Feels good. Feels so good.” Ty moved on him, body rippling.

“Yes. Damn.” He reached out, hand wrapping around Ty’s cock, pumping in time.

“Oh Kit...” Ty moved harder, faster, moaning, face growing tight. Fuck, Ty was... beautiful. Just fucking beautiful. Kit’s body shifted, pushing as best he could. Ty’s ass tightened around his cock. “Soon, Kit...”

“Y...yes. Yes. Soon. Please.” His thumb slid over the tip of Ty’s cock, pressing into the slit.

“Oh Fuck! Kit!” Ty shouted, back bowing, ass coming down hard as heat shot over his fingers.

The grip on his cock was sweet and Kit let the sight of Tyler take him, send him right over the edge. Damn. Oh. Oh, wow.

Ty collapsed onto him, breathing hard.

He wrapped one arm around Ty, holding on. “This okay?”

“Long as I’m not too heavy.”

“Not at all. You’re fine.” He stretched, stroking along the line of Ty’s spine.

“Cool.” Ty was touching him softly, not trying to arouse, just touching, every now and then leaving a kiss on his skin.

“This is my favorite part,” Ty murmured.

“Yeah? Mine too. It’s like floating.” He sighed, nuzzling Ty’s hair.

“Yeah. All touching and feeling good and floating. Being close.”

“Yeah.” Kit stroked and touched, just as relaxed as he could be.

Eventually his cock slipped from Ty’s body and Ty grew heavy, breath slowing, hands growing still. Kit slipped off the condom and tied it off, throwing it away before draping a sheet over them. Ty murmured something indistinct and nuzzled, settling again.

Relaxing, Kit let his eyes fall closed, let himself sleep.

Let himself dream.

Chapter Five

Ty woke up warm and horny, feeling cozy and happy and just right. He was pretty sure it had something to do with the arms wrapped around him, the nice, muscled chest he was more or less lying on.

He cuddled in happily, morning wood finding a mate. Cool. It had been awhile since he woke up with someone. Who’d have thought it would ever be with a cowboy?

With a grin Ty started to slide slowly against Kit, cocks rubbing between their bellies as he left soft kisses on Kit’s sweet skin.

Kit stretched, humming low and sweet for a second before his eyes flashed opened, blinking at him. “Mmm... Mornin’.” Low and rich, just husky enough to be sexy -- Kit sounded fine first thing in the morning.

Ty smiled up. “Hey, cowboy. How’s it hanging?” he asked with a wink. He knew well how it was hanging, he was rubbing against high and hard and it was good.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” Kit shifted, moving closer, cock nudging him.

“Mm... so tell me what you’d like to do this morning? A little rubbing? A little sucking? A little fucking?”

“Is yes the wrong answer?”

His cock twitched happily. “I’d say yes is the perfect answer.”

He gave Kit a quick kiss and then slid down the man’s body until he was able to lick at the tip of Kit’s cock.

“Can you reach one of those rubbers, cowboy?”

“I reckon.” He got a wide grin and Kit shifted, stretching until those clever fingers grabbed one and passed it down.

Ty licked his way down one side of Kit’s cock and back up the other. Then he worked the condom down with his mouth, taking the sweet heat in.

“Oh. Oh, Ty. Hot. I...” Kit rose up on his elbows, watching with dazed eyes.

He bobbed up and down, sucking lightly, watching Kit’s face. Kit stared at him like a man unable to believe he was awake, sort of dazed, sort of lost. Kit’s body, though, it knew what it needed, no question.

Ty increased his suction, one hand going down to play with Kit’s balls.

Kit’s head fell back, the man’s legs shifted, bunching beneath him.

Ty hummed around Kit’s heat, one finger sliding back to tease the soft skin beyond Kit’s balls and the hot, hot crease hidden beyond that.

“Oh, sweet. Ty. Feels damned good.” Kit was stretched out in the sun, a fine sheen of sweat making that tan skin shine.

He hummed again and nodded his head, sucking hard. His finger stroked between Kit’s ass cheeks, finding the wrinkled flesh around Kit’s hole. The muscles jerked, tightened under his touch, even as Kit’s cock throbbed.

Ty backed off and concentrated on sucking, on reaching up and tweaking one of Kit’s nipples. The little nub tightened for him, hard as a little pebble under his fingers. He played it and its mate, stroking one and then the other.

“Mmm... Close. Damn, Ty. Close.” Kit grabbed his hand, drawing it up toward a hungry, wet mouth.

He hummed again, saying let me having it without words and traced Kit’s lips, the hair tickling his fingertips before he dipped them into the wet heat of Kit’s mouth. Those lips wrapped around his fingers, sucking hard as Kit bucked, filling the condom with jerks of those strong hips.

Humming happily, Tyler rubbed his own cock against the sheets. Man, he loved fucking in the morning.

He pulled up and got the condom off Kit, and disposed of, then kissed his way slowly back up to Kit’s mouth. Kit took a long kiss, hand sliding down his spine. “Hell of a way to wake up, there.”

“Best way in the world, I’d say.” He grinned, hips moving slowly, lazily rubbing himself against Kit.

“Yeah.” His ass was stroked, hips tickled. “What can I do for you, Ty?”

“What sounds good, cowboy? I’m easy.”

“Oh, no. None of that now.” Kit goosed him. “What do you like?”

“Oh, I like getting fucked, blown. Hell, cowboy, I’m happy to rub off on you.”

Kit shook he head and grinned, turning him to face the window with its amazing fucking view, cuddling up to his back, hands sliding over his belly. “Then let me touch you, make you come.”

“Oh yeah.” He pressed back against Kit, loving all that warm skin. “I like being touched, Kit. I like it a lot.”

“Mmm... Good.” Kit petted and stroked, hand tangling in his curls, then moving up to tease his nipples.

Ty gasped and moaned, moving against Kit, loving the touches, the feelings going through him.

Steady and slow, Kit didn’t seem to be in any hurry, just focused on his skin, his pleasure.

It felt good. So very good. Ty undulated, pushing into the touches, moving with Kit’s hands. Those hands were truly magic.

“You’re beautiful.” The words floated against his ear. “Moving under the sun.”

“You make me feel beautiful, Kit. Sexy. Wanton. Oh, yeah,” he arched as Kit’s fingers stroked over his cock. “Touch me there.”

“Yes.” Kit’s lips brushed over his nape, fingers sliding. “So hard.”

“For you, Kit. Please.” He moved into the touches.

“Yes.” Kit’s thumb slid across his slit, stroking hard. “God, yes.”

“Oh!”

The view merged, colors sliding into each other as pleasure shot through him and from his cock.

Kit moaned, kept touching, drawing out each shudder, each sensation.

At last he lay against the solid warmth behind him, boneless and sated.

Oh yeah, he loved waking up in a lover’s arms.

Chapter Six

They’d napped a little, but Lindy and Lester wandered in, whining, Lindy’s pregnant belly getting bigger by the second. Kit eased out from behind Ty and into his chair, herding the pups out of the bedroom and into the yard so he could feed and water them. Then he came back in, started some coffee, checked his messages and headed back out to exercise.

It wasn’t until he started doing his work on the chin-up bar that he realized he was whistling. Whistling. Him.

Kit grinned and kept working out, strengthening his arms and back, mind going over last night and this morning again and again.

Ty appeared, giving him a warm smile. “Hey, Kit. Wow, look at those muscles work. You are one sexy cowboy.”

He grinned, pulling his body up two more times before settling into his chair, wiping his chest and belly off with a towel. “Mornin’ Ty. There’s fresh coffee made.”

“Cool. Thought I’d hit the waves first -- get some swimming in, that okay?”

“Help yourself.” He nodded toward the pier. “I’ll wheel down and watch.”

The pups followed them, Lindy slow, Lester bouncing like a huge puppy.

Ty grinned. “He gonna come in with me?”

Kit shook his head. “Only a few steps. They’re not allowed out too far. I’d hate to lose them because I couldn’t get to them.”

Ty stopped and looked at him, head tilted. “You don’t swim? With your upper body strength I’d have thought you’d be a natural.”

“I do in the pool, yeah, but never in the ocean.” Truth was, he was scared of the undertow, of being swept down the shoreline and not being able to get back to his chair.

“Oh man, the pool’s got nothing on the ocean! You want to come in with me? I’ll be your swim buddy.”

“I...” Kit blinked, gave it a thought. “Okay, for a few minutes. I don’t want to fuck up your morning swim, but I’ve always wanted to get in for a while. Thanks.”

“Awesome. And you won’t fuck up my swim. I just want to get wet and play in the waves.” Ty gave him a wide grin.

He smiled back, rolling down to the end of the pier. It tilted down into the water, allowing him to slide out of his chair and sit at the edge, let the water splash against him.

Ty got into the water, looking about as at home as a man could without having fins, scales and gills. “What do you need me to do to help?”

“Err... I don’t know. I can’t roll out there and I’m going to look like an asshole, scooting along on my butt.” Kit chuckled, shook his head. “Maybe this is a sign.”