Double Time (Sinners on Tour #5)(94)

       
         
       
        

"You can come now, Trey, but only if you look at me," Ethan said.

It was as if Trey couldn't hear him.

Ethan thrust into him harder and stroked his cock with a firmer grip.

"Trey. Look at me." Ethan wasn't sure why it was so important to him that Trey stared into his eyes as he came.

Trey continued to ignore his demands. Ethan fucked him harder, his lip curled in anger. Why wouldn't he look at him? Harder. Harder. Don't ignore me.

Trey gasped in pain. "N-not so hard," he protested breathlessly.

"Look at me."

Trey squeezed his eyes shut even more tightly and shook his head.

Ethan released Trey's cock and moved his hand to grab his hair. "Open your fucking eyes, Trey."

"Ethan, you're hurting me. Don't ram into me so hard."

Ethan covered Trey's mouth with a punishing kiss.

"Bastard," Trey grumbled into his mouth.

Ethan tugged his mouth free and stared down at the flushed and sweaty face of the sexiest man he'd ever laid eyes on. "If you want me to be more gentle, all you have to do is look at me."

"Fuck you, Ethan. Pull out."

Ethan stopped thrusting and Trey went limp. He still refused to look at him. "Are you mad?" Ethan asked.

"Get off me."

"Did I really hurt you?" Ethan didn't understand why he'd gotten so angry over Trey's refusal to look at him.

"Yes, it hurt."

Ethan's heart twisted with remorse. "I'm sorry, baby. I'll make you feel better," he promised. Ethan kissed his way down Trey's body, pulling out as he trailed his tongue down Trey's sweat-slick belly. He drew Trey's cock into his mouth, but Trey grabbed his head to stop him.

"Go wash your dick," Trey said.

"What?"

"You heard me." Apparently he'd had enough of being submissive. Ethan didn't quite know how to respond.

"I'm sor-"

"Don't apologize, just do what I say."

Ethan hesitated a moment longer and then climbed from the bed to go into the connecting bathroom. He disposed of the condom. Washing his still-hard cock in the sink turned out to be more of an exercise in masturbation. The man of his fantasies had let him make love to him and Ethan had blown it by letting his temper get the best of him. Fuck!

"Don't clean it out," Trey called. "Just clean it off."

Ethan dried himself with a hand towel and returned to the bedroom to find Trey rubbing his balls and wincing.

"Are you okay?"

"I told you I needed to come, not that I wanted you to try to fuck me to death." 

That feeling of love and connect that had extended between them was gone now. More than anything, Ethan wanted that back. He hadn't meant to hurt him. He'd just wanted Trey to look at him. He wasn't even sure why it had been so important to him at the time. Now it just seemed stupid.

"Get over here," Trey said and patted the bed beside him.

"Aren't you finished with me?" Ethan asked, feeling strangely uncertain of himself.

"Did you come in the bathroom?"

He shook his head.

"Then I guess I'm not finished with you. We're going to suck each other off and go to sleep. We'll need our strength to satisfy Reagan tomorrow. I have the feeling she's going to be really horny."

Trey was all business now, but at least he was willing to finish what they started. Ethan would be more careful with him in the future. He didn't want to ruin this. He wasn't sure he'd survive making love with Trey and Reagan simultaneously, but he was more than willing to die for their cause. Ethan crawled up on the bed, the thought of Trey's mouth around his cock made his balls throb. The first time he had seen Trey suck a red lollipop Ethan thought he would come down his leg, and now …  this was no lollipop.

Trey grabbed Ethan around the waist and pulled him down onto the mattress beside him. He grabbed two fistfuls of Ethan's hair and pinned him with a glare. "I don't like pain, got it?" he said. "You can pin me down, coerce me, get rough with me, tease me to intolerable limits, but if you intentionally hurt me, I'm through with you."

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Trey. I got carried away." I just wanted you to see me. To know who was making love to you. "It won't happen again."

Trey nodded. "Warn me when you're about to come," Trey said and turned upside down beside Ethan, facing him.

Ethan gently circled the base of Trey's long, gorgeous cock and shifted forward to run his tongue over the enlarged head. He slowly, carefully began to move his hand up and down Trey's shaft before sucking the tip into his mouth. Trey's warm tongue flicked over the head of Ethan's cock and he tensed. The combined sensation of sucking and being sucked encouraged Ethan to pleasure Trey a bit more aggressively. He wanted it. Trey's cum. In his mouth. He stroked Trey faster-his hand gliding gently over his smooth skin-sucked Trey harder, but not too hard. No pain, just pleasure. Let go, Trey. Let go.