The Dark Angels: Tied Together (23 page)

He liked that Robin was turning to him instead of heading for the hills. “One moment, Robby.” Josh traced his hand up his back to reach Robin’s collar. Once there he wrapped a finger around it to pull Robin closer to him. The soft whimper he heard assured him Robin got the reminder of whom he belonged to.

Stifling the smile that threatened, Josh asked, “Megan?

Anything else we need to know?”

“Yeah. There were some letters. The label has been dealing with them though…”

Josh cut her off. “Some letters? From him? And they failed to let us know?”

Megan looked away. “The label didn’t want you guys upset while you were on tour. They didn’t want me to tell you.”

Robin asked a simple question. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“When you guys first signed with them, I needed to sign paperwork that they recently pulled out to shove in my face.” She closed her eyes for a moment and said to no one in particular, “The fucking confidentiality forms that you sign never seem to protect the right people!”

Josh was sorry Megan was upset but he needed to know what the letters said. “What did the letters say?”

Megan closed her eyes for a moment pulling herself together, back into being the manager they all loved and were a tad scared of. “That he was Robin’s real father.”

“As in biological?” Robin asked in surprise. “Real?”

“Yeah. That you guys aren’t twins but you’re half brothers…”

“He’s not. We’re not.” Robin shook his head. “We’re not brothers!”

It was odd for Josh to hear him say that. Robin was always the one saying they were brothers so his denial struck a confusing chord in Josh. And to say it with such passion, Josh wasn’t quite sure what to think.

Josh got Robin into the Town Car and back to the hotel. The Dark Angels usually got a suite of rooms and shared a common room. But in smaller cities, the hotels could only come up with connecting rooms. This was one of those less opulent hotels.

The assistants still unpacked Josh and Robin in different rooms. They just recently started to openly share a bed, but Robin liked to have his own closet and bathroom. He was very particular of how he wanted his vast collection of cosmetics and clothing arranged.

Robin walked through the unlocked connecting door between their rooms and started tossing off his clothing as he went. His stage makeup was off, but he still sported some liner, which Josh always found sexy as hell. Robin gathered up his clothing in the laundry bag and stashed it in the closet.

Robin hadn’t said a word since they left the arena. Josh was starting to get a little concerned. Robin was more secure with their relationship now but Josh was still worried that something, anything could screw it up. This could be that thing.

Turning to him naked in the middle of the room, Robin kneeled. This was an odd turn of events and Josh wasn’t sure what to make of it. He bought some time by going around the room to lock all the doors so they would have privacy.

Robin was still kneeling with his head down. His hands were behind his back and he kneeled ramrod straight in the perfect posture of a submissive. “Josh?” His voice was low and nervous.

“Yes, Robby?” Josh ran a hand through his hair forcing Robin to look up at him.

“If…” Robin didn’t finish the thought. He didn’t need to. Josh was worried about the very same thing. What if somehow his father was Robin’s biological father and they were really related?

Was that even possible? What then? “Will I still belong to you?”

He asked on a broken sob.

Silence sat between them. Josh knew it was impossible that they were actually brothers. His father was just being a dick. But what if? Josh refused to let him go down that road because Dusty was right; he could easily thumb his nose at society. He wanted Robin and didn’t really care about blood or not. But would Robin be able to deal with it? Stopping all the hypothetical crazy making thoughts. They had no place here.

“You’re mine.” Josh put the steel in his voice that he knew Robin craved. Wanting to be clear even if the impossible did come to pass, he said, “Nothing and no one will change that.”

His hand let go of Robin’s hair to trace the collar so there were no mistakes. Josh’s hand reached out to pull on a hunk of that wild green-blue hair. He wrapped it around his hand and used the grasp he had on the hair to tilt Robin’s head back. “I think you need to be reminded that you are completely mine.”

“Oh God!” Robin groaned right before Josh claimed his mouth. The kiss was outright possession, and when Josh pulled away there were no question lingering in those soulful blue-green eyes about whom he belonged to. Robin knew.

“I need what is mine. Get on the bed.” Looking down at the gorgeous kneeling man, Josh added, “Now.”

Evidently, he liked what Josh was doing because Robin’s eyes rolled up in his head as they closed. He bit his lower lip. Josh watched him as he worried the plump flesh with his teeth. His long cock was dripping sweetness and was obviously ready to follow Josh’s lead. “Oh,” he whispered through a pant. Gathering his wits Robin stood up and opened his eyes to search Josh out.

As he walked past Josh to follow instructions, Josh grabbed his shoulder and stopped his movement. He slapped his ass.

The sound seemed to echo off the walls like a gunshot. Robin moaned as he turned to look at Josh over his shoulder. He kissed the hand that was holding him in place.

“I should spank your ass for doubting who you belong to.”

Josh stated as he gave that perfect ass another smack dead center.

Robin was breathless. “Oh, God. So close.” Nothing turned him on quicker.

“Nope. Not yet. You need to be taught you are mine. Stick out that beautiful butt.” Josh’s hands were teasing patterns in the cheeks he was soon going to toast.

Robin made a sound like a strangled animal but did as requested. The sight of a willing Robin giving him a better target so Josh could spank him was mind blowing. He gave him measured slow strikes with time to feel each one. Each individual spank gave time for reflection of the pain and pleasure it was causing Robin.

The harder Josh hit those rounded globes the sexier Robin sounded. After ten or eleven smacks, Josh said, “Okay. Now, lay over a pillow in the middle of the bed. I want to see that ass high in the air.” He sent him on his way with another tap to his ass.

Robin’s red ass wiggled as he moved quickly to do Josh’s bidding. He laid down on the over a big fluffy pillow. His red bottom pushed up in the air on display for Josh’s approval. Robin turned his head so he could watch Josh’s approach.

The whole situation seemed surreal. But Josh let his inner dominant come out to play, keeping a close eye on Robin to make sure he didn’t cross any lines. Even though they had a safe word, Josh knew he couldn’t take them too far off the usual path. He needed Robin to understand that he belonged to Josh in any and all circumstances.

Josh undressed slowly to hide the fact that his hands were trembling with excitement. He needed to appear as if he were in complete and total control of the situation. He got the lubrication from his toiletry bag and got onto the bed. He couldn’t stop himself from kissing both adorably red cheeks. Robin giggled until Josh’s tongue found his crease and licked deeply.

“Argh!” Robin pushed back looking for more.

“Like that, Robby?” Josh asked.

“Yes,” was the quick response from the man who just reached back to part his cheeks encouraging Josh to go deeper. He didn’t disappoint.

He gave him some more tongue and then let two of his fingers sink in deep. Josh carefully opened him until three digits were moving in and out. Adding some slick to his cock, Josh lined up and waited at Robin’s entrance.

“Josh?” Robin turned and looked at him with a mixture of confusion and lust.

“I am going to take what is mine.” After stating that, Josh slammed into him balls deep. He only paused for a moment then he pulled back out and pushed back in, hard. “You are mine.

Never fucking doubt that!”

Adjusting Robin’s angle just a bit so he could nail his sweet spot, he pounded into the sweet ass at a wickedly fast speed.

Josh knew he was driving up against Robin’s prostate dead on.

The lustful sounds of pleasure escaping his mouth in between his words was delicious. “Take me. Yours. Make me yours. Always yours.”

“That’s right and don’t forget it.” Josh’s palm rewarmed Robin’s ass. His dick continued to heat the channel that clasped it tight in its grip.

“Uh uh. Yeah. So close.” Robin was begging for release.

Josh knew the pillow would be enough friction but his fist would make the feeling even better. He reached round and grabbed Robin’s needy prick and pulled. Up and down he squeezed his fist around Robin’s cock as he pounded into him harder than ever before. He wanted Robin to have no doubts about them ever.

“Please, Josh!” Robin’s body froze as it always did right before orgasm.

Josh didn’t have much choice but to give him permission.

“Yes, come for me.” And Robin did.

Gibberish came out of Robin’s mouth as his cock sprayed out his release. His ass gripped Josh’s cock with the rhythmic squeezes of his orgasm. The climax was felt in the most delicious way around Josh’s cock. He wanted it to last longer but could not deny himself the white-hot pleasure so he let Robin bring him to heaven.

“Mmmmm, yeah. Just like that,” Josh said as Robin’s body involuntarily pulsed around Josh bringing him to a fabulous climax.

The shivers of the aftershocks continued to wrack both of them until they were wrung out. Josh smacked Robin’s butt one more time before collapsing next to him.

Robin curled immediately around him placing his head on Josh’s shoulder. Josh cuddled him closer as he put a hand through his wild hair. Josh ran his fingers through it so it fanned out on the pillow around his head like a blue-green halo.

They were still trying to catch their breath when Josh asked, “Are you okay?” He knew he had been rougher than ever. His dick hurt a little from the treatment he had dished out, but in a good way.

“Mmmm, yeah.” Robin sounded soft and melted. Completely relaxed and at peace with life.

“I didn’t hurt you?”

Robin giggled. “I didn’t say that. Of course, you hurt me. You hurt me deliciously. Exactly how I wanted you too.” He breathed out a sigh of contentment. “I needed that.” None of Robin’s usual embarrassment clung to his words.

“You sure?”

“’Course.” Robin started really laughing. The sound was a beautiful and happy melody. If Josh could write music like that it would go platinum in a day.

“What, Robby?” Josh asked with a grin. He wanted in on the joke.

“I think...” Between laughs he got the words out. “I think that’s what they call topping from the bottom.” His laughter turned into chortling.

Josh’s grin got bigger. “Me thinks I was played.”

“Oh no,
Master
.” Robin teased him. “I am just a good little slave boy who needed discipline!” He laughed so hard he covered his mouth and shook with it.

Rolling his eyes, he pulled Robin in for a kiss. “Be a good slave or else…”

“Mmmmm, or else what? Not much of a threat, I like your or elses a lot.”

Josh growled. “So do I.” His hand traced over Robin’s heated ass. “I love giving you what you need.”

Trouble sparkled in those blue-green eyes. “Oh, yeah?” Robin moved over Josh.

“Yes…” Josh looked over at Robin and knew the submissive that lived deep inside was well fed and no longer wanted to play.

“What do you need right now, Robby?”

Robin was kissing Josh’s shoulders and neck, licking and biting as his mouth skimmed over his body. Josh was fairly purring with the renewed lust that was zipping through him. Robin’s talented little pink tongue had found his nipples and was intent on making Josh lose his mind. Robin’s tongue circled, teased and taunted first one then the other and then back to the first. Finally, Josh’s body arched and Robin bit down causing Josh to cry out.

Rolling Josh over on to his belly, Robin picked up the lube and squeezed some directly into Josh’s entrance. “Hey!” That shit was cold. Robin’s fingers followed and Josh’s annoyance was erased.

“Mmmm, yes.” He arched his ass up so Robin could put those long skilled fingers of his to better use than the keyboards.

Robin was lying on top of Josh and his cock was riding up through his crease, teasing the hell out of him and making Josh actually whine for Robin’s cock. “Oh, yeah. More.” Josh even tried to move in such a way that the long cock would slip into him.

Blowing Josh’s hair away from his ear, Robin whispered.

“Want me inside?”

Such a sexy question from Robin was almost too much for Josh. “God!”

Robin moved his cock so that he was able to thrust into the tight pocket Josh’s thighs and his ball sac made. “Mmmmm, Josh.

You feel so good.”

He could barely think. It all felt amazing. “Inside me.”

Within a breath of being asked, Robin was doing just that. He was giving Josh exactly what he needed and taking exactly what he wanted. Robin entered very slowly. When he was fully seated, he kissed Josh’s neck before saying, “Mmmm, that’s good. You are so tight, Josh. You like me inside you?”

Gone was the submissive, and in his place was a sexy tease that was driving Josh out of his mind. He could only moan and push his ass back hoping that Robin would take pity on him and move.

Robin rose up on his hands and started pumping his hips into Josh. He moved a little too slowly, teasing Josh even more but then he started moving in a grinding motion. The grinding circles were doing amazing things. Josh pushed back.

Nice and slow, Robin wouldn’t be rushed. When he was topping he did things his way and they were always exactly what Josh needed even when he didn’t know what that was. Robin’s slow, loving movements were feeding Josh’s soul. The pace allowed him to enjoy the connection without rushing to the finish line.

The movements slowly picked up speed. Robin pulled Josh up onto his knees so he could tend to his ache. His cock was stroked. They were connected. Just as Robin needed to be taken and shown to whom he belonged, Josh needed to be shown how much Robin loved him. He was very loved.