Trey looked at him over his shoulder. Ethan somehow managed to keep his expression hard and commanding even though his heart was melting. When Trey climbed up on the sofa and settled down on his back, Ethan finished undressing. "Take off your clothes, Trey."
"But … "
"I can't fuck you in that position with your pants on. Take them off."
He complied.
"Shirt too."
"I don't underst-"
"Just do it, Trey. Why do you always question me after you ask me to take the upper hand?"
He shook his head. "I don't know."
Trey removed his shirt and collapsed against the sofa. He avoided Ethan's eyes and murmured, "Just hurry. Please, hurry." Trey always got what he wanted, but not this time. Ethan wasn't in any hurry at all.
Ethan removed the rest of his clothes and knelt beside the sofa. Gently cupping Trey's balls, he extended his middle finger and rubbed it against Trey's entrance. His other hand directed Trey's cock into his mouth. He sucked hard and bobbed his head vigorously.
"Ethan," he groaned, "don't." Though his hands were pressing against the back of Ethan's head and he was thrusting upward into Ethan's mouth.
Ethan moved his hand to cover Trey's mouth. Ethan lifted his head and stared into Trey's startled eyes. "You'll take what I give you and not complain. Stroke your cock while I suck it, and not in a way that you hurt yourself. So it feels good."
When Trey nodded and wrapped one hand around his cock, Ethan moved his hand from his mouth and trailed it down his chest. He caught Trey's nipple ring with the tip of his finger and tugged it gently in time with the stroke of his fingertip against his ass.
"F-feels so good," Trey gasped.
Ethan kissed a trail down Trey's flat belly, watching Trey's hand to make sure he was stroking himself gently. "Good," he murmured before sucking the head of Trey's cock into his mouth. Trey's entire body jerked. When Trey began to writhe and produce excited gasps of pleasure, Ethan decided he was in a hurry after all.
He released Trey's cock and shifted to look him in the eye. "Are you ready for me?"
"I'm always ready for you."
Ethan climbed onto the sofa, settled between Trey's legs, and possessed him with slow, deep thrusts. He watched Trey's reactions and could tell that physically Trey was enjoying every second of this, but he was still holding back that emotional connection Ethan craved. Mostly because even though they were face to face, Trey refused to look Ethan in the eye.
Ethan kissed Trey's jaw tenderly and then whispered in his ear. "Why won't you look at me? Are you ashamed?"
"Of course not."
"Then why?
"I never look."
Trey looked Reagan in the eyes when they made love. Ethan had been witness to it. And coveted the same interaction. Ethan lifted his head to stare down into Trey's flushed face. He kissed the freckles on the bridge of Trey's nose and smiled gently. He loved this man. It was about time he knew it.
"Look at me, Trey."
Trey squeezed his eyes shut even more tightly and shook his head.
"You are ashamed."
"I'm not. How can you think that?" He opened his eyes and glared at Ethan. That's when Ethan knew he had him. Neither of them could look away as their bodies joined in perfect synchrony and Ethan got his first real look at Trey's emotional side. It was a far greater gift than he'd anticipated.
"I love you," Ethan said. "Trey."
Trey's eyes widened and he shook his head in denial.
Ethan held his gaze and nodded until Trey copied his motion and nodded as well.
"What are you going to do it about?" Ethan asked.
"I don't know. Love you back?"
"Sounds wonderful. Tell me when you get there."
"Almost," Trey whispered with a crooked grin.
The double meaning wasn't lost on Ethan. He rested his weight on one elbow and used his free hand to stroke Trey's cock. Trey's eyelids fluttered as he lost himself to pleasure, but he didn't look away. Even when he let go in Ethan's hand, he continued to stare into Ethan's eyes. Ethan shuddered as he followed Trey to bliss, equally lost in the connection between them as he was in the release offered to his body.
He kissed Trey's lips briefly. "That felt good," he said.
"Of course it did."
"I mean to finally tell you I love you. I've known since our first time together. Now that you know, are you going to make me leave?"
Trey shook his head and touched Ethan's face. He searched his eyes for a moment. "It's gone," he said.