A Merry Little Chase III ***NSFW***

Copyright 2013
Bailey Bradford

Part III

 

Xav shifted in the chair. Chase sent him a smug look. Xav arched a brow. He wasn’t the only one who was a bit tender in the backside.

That ruddy blush Xav loved to see darkening Chase’s skin arose on his cheeks.

“Okay, you two seem entirely too close to jumping each other any minute now. We should go.”

“No,” Xav and Chase both said. Now Chase wasn’t the only one blushing as Xav looked at James and Glenn. “Sorry. We—“ Xav stopped. There were certain things one didn’t share, at least not without discussing it with one’s better half. And talking about sex with James wasn’t something Xav ever thought he’d be able to do.

Fortunately, Chase saved Xav from having to come up with something else to say. “Y’all just got here, Glenn. You can’t leave yet.”

James looked a little uncomfortable, but he managed a grin. “Oh my God. Chase. You just said ‘y’all’. Doesn’t that make you an official Texan?”

Chase grimaced and picked up his coffee cup. “No. I didn’t say ya—that word.”

“Did too,” James cackled, nodding his head. “The Montana boy is long gone.”

“Not a boy,” Chase muttered, his grimace turning into a glare.

James waggled his eyebrows. “You’ll always be that boy I met years ago, in my heart.”

Chase rolled his eyes then slapped a hand over them. “Damn it, I’ve been hanging around Josh too much lately.”

“Josh and Nick have been coming to the Xxchange quite a bit lately,” Xav offered by way of explanation. “And if Josh keeps complaining about the place being too classy for any kind of groping, I’m going to duct tape him to the ceiling. Don’t know how, but it’ll be interesting.”

“Nick might have a problem with that,” Glenn pointed out.

Xav shrugged. “Maybe, but I could take him.”

“Or,” Chase dragged out, “We could consider having either an annex added to the current building, or open a whole new club for the, um, well, wilder clientele.”

Xav studied Chase closely. The Xxchange was now almost a family-friendly place. It did a steady business, too, but…Even though it was what he and Chase had both thought they wanted, Xav still missed the bawdier place it used to be. Now he was beginning to see that he wasn’t alone in that.

“I like the new version of the Xxchange, but I can see how it wouldn’t be the kind of club younger people would go to,” James said. Glenn frowned right along with Xav and Chase. Xav figured he’d better speak up before Glenn got himself in trouble.

“None of us are exactly old, James,” he pointed out. “Geez, you make it sound like we’re all knockin’ on death’s door.”

James’ eyes rounded as he shook his head. “No, I didn’t mean—ugh.” He ran a hand through his red hair. “It’s a more sedate place, not the kind of bar where people would behaving sex on the dance floor.”

Jesus. Xav’s dick twitched and he didn’t miss the soft inhale Chase made. It might not have been a tell that anyone else could pick up on, but Xav knew his man, very, very well. That was the beginnings of arousal right there.

“Nothing wrong with clubs like that,” Glenn was saying. “They serve a purpose—“

James huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “Right. Like to get laid at.”

Xav held up his hands. “Hey, who wants some lasagna? The timer should be going off any minute now.” James was obviously still a bit miffed that Glenn had tried to get laid in the Xxchange a good while back, before James and him hooked up. Wasn’t like Glenn had been cheating, or trying to. He’d been heartbroken and James hadn’t been willing, or able, to give him a chance. A little friendly push that let him see how close he was to losing Glenn, possibly forever, had helped ease James’ way.

“You made lasagna?” James sniffed and his irritation vanished. “How did I miss that? We were supposed to be here for dinner?”

Xav stood up as the timer, finally, went off. “Figured y’all might want to eat.” He wasn’t going to address the missing it issue. The garlic and tomato scent was pretty obvious to him.

“You’re sitting right by the air freshener thingy,” Chase told James. “Probably all you’re going to smell is flowers.”

Xav went into the kitchen and took the lasagna from the oven. It looked perfect, with the cheese bubbling as he set it on the stove top.

“Need any help?”

He looked up at Glenn, standing in the doorway. “Sure. You can get the plates and silverware. I’m going to pop the garlic bread in the oven real quick and fix a salad.”

Really, he should have made the salad and put the bread in a few minutes before the pasta was done so it’d all be ready at the same time.

“James isn’t still mad about it,” Glenn said out of the blue a few minutes later.

Xav turned his head enough to look at him while still tearing up the lettuce. “Huh?”

Glenn came closer and nudged him aside. “Let me.”

“Okay, if you really want to make the salad that bad…” Xav could slice up the tomatoes and get out the peppers and cucumbers.

“I like tearing things up,” Glenn told him, sending a wink along with his words. “And I meant the thing with Troy. James isn’t mad at me about it. Sometimes he feels guilty, that’s all. For pushing me away. Like he was anywhere near ready for what I wanted from him back then,” Glenn added as he shook his head. “Guess seeing that the two of you obviously had a, er, fun night maybe made him feel insecure or something. I’ll talk to him about it as soon as we’re on the way home.”

Xav knew he shouldn’t feel guilty, but damn it, he did. “Sorry. I didn’t—“

“Don’t apologize,” Glenn said, waving him off. “Really, don’t. I could be totally wrong. James has been a bit tense lately, and I’m having trouble being patient, waiting for him to tell me what’s up. If his parents have been hounding him for anything, I’ll make sure they stop it.”

“Why don’t you just as him what’s wrong?” Xav asked. Seemed the simplest and most effective way to find out, in his opinion. “I mean, if you’re going to ask him about the Troy thing, why not get all of whatever’s bugging him out in the open?”

Glenn sighed and put the last of the lettuce in the bowl. “Because.” He stopped and rubbed his forehead, leaving a piece of lettuce on his brow. Xav batted it off. “Thanks. I just don’t push him, Xav. I mean, he’s an adult. He’s come through a lot and he’s the strongest person I know. He’ll come to me when he’s ready.”

Xav shook his head. Maybe he was wrong, but, “Sometimes they want you to ask, Glenn. They can’t get it out any other way.”

Glenn bit his lip and nodded. Xav hoped he was right.

 

After dinner and the visiting was over, Xav sprawled on the couch, one arm over his eyes and one leg propped on the back of the couch.  He heard Chase’s almost silent approach right before Chase spoke.

“That was a good visit, but James seems a little skittery. Probably only to be expected after everything he went through. Memories and shit has to keep getting to him sometimes.”

“Yeah, I’d imagine,” Xav agreed. “Don’t think there’s an instant cure for all the bad that happened to him.” Maybe there wasn’t a cure at all, but James was getting past it.

“I don’t really want to talk about James right now,” Chase murmured at the same time he stroked Xav’s chest. “Don’t want to think about that shit.”

Xav knew Chase meant the time when James had been hurt and Chase had, too, albeit in different ways. That had been a very bad time, and dwelling on it wasn’t going to help Chase at all. Xav was all for distractions.

“So why don’t you let me help you not think at all,” Xav said in a low voice as he moved his arm off his brow. He opened his eyes to leer at Chase. “Get naked and let me suck you until you scream and come in my mouth.”

Chase’s eyes were damn near all pupils as he inhaled. “We could…we could do that. Wanna suck you too.”

Well, that sounded like a brilliant plan to Xav. Just forget about being worried for a little while—because they’d both worry about their friends—and forget about making new plans for expansion. That was going to happen, Xav just knew it. He liked the classy, but he needed some hardcore in his life too, and so did Chase.

Of course, they weren’t exactly up to anything either of them would term ‘hardcore’ at the moment, but there was something to be said for slow and sensual loving, too.

Xav sat up and pulled his shirt off over his head, keeping his gaze focused on Chase except for that short whip of material passing over his eyes. Chase was simply exquisite, all masculine curves and hard planes. Xav knew Chase’s skin was bronzed from head to toe thanks to his penchant for lying out on the back deck completely nude.

Xav loved it when he did that. He’d jerked himself off until he couldn’t stand a touch once. Just stood at the window, Chase watching him, Xav jacking off and dragging it out and—

Chase took his shirt off slower, rolling it up over taut abs and that firm chest. Xav’s mouth watered as those pert little nipples came into view. He reached down and palmed his hardening length. Chase needed a couple of love marks on each tit.

As if he knew what Xav was thinking, Chase pinched each nipple once he’d dropped his shirt to the floor. Those little points were dark red between his thumbs and forefingers. Chase tipped his head back and huffed as he rolled his nipples.

Xav slid off the couch and was kneeling in front of his love in a heartbeat. He had his hands on the waistband of Chase’s shorts before his knees ever hit the floor. Chase jutted his hips, pushing that fat cock right in Xav’s face. Xav mouthed it through the material while using his hands to unfasten the shorts.

There was nothing between Chase’s lovely skin and the shorts. Commando was definitely Xav’s favorite underwear choice, for him and Chase both. The second he had the shorts open, he was licking Chase’s cock from base to tip. He shoved the shorts down with one hand and palmed Chase’s balls with the other. The heat and weight of them, the earthy smell of Chase’s most intimate places, drove Xav so close to the edge that he shook with the need to come.

Chase growled and Xav was pushed backwards. He went down with all the grace of a drunk giraffe, sprawling on his back as his limbs flapped. At least he’d not had a firm grip on Chase’s sac when that push had come.

Xav didn’t get another thought out after that. Chase was on him in an instant. He had Xav’s shorts open and was straddling Xav’s head, his cock already wet at the tip as he rutted for Xav’s mouth.

It wasn’t a difficulty to help him get to where he wanted to go. Xav’s mouth dropped open on a gasp when Chase sucked him in deep. Xav automatically reached for handholds and got himself two firm, sweet ass cheeks to tug on.

Chase’s cock sank into his mouth. Xav closed his eyes and moaned as he thrust up. He pulled on Chase’s butt, wanting him to let go, to take and give and drive and shake.

The taste of Chase’s cock, that salty, bitter flavor, the steel encased in velvet feel of it, would have been enough to make Xav come eventually.

But having Chase take Xav’s cock all the way down, feeling those hot muscles clamping around Xav’s shaft at the same time Chase traced over his hole?

Xav normally had more control. He normally could hold on for longer than a minute…or less. Chase just drove him past his normal sexual endurance and shattered it.

Xav wanted to shout, to roar with the pleasure that shot through him, that jetted in warm bursts into Chase’s mouth, but there was absolutely no way he was going to stop sucking Chase’s dick long enough to do so. Even as he writhed beneath Chase’s talented mouth, Xav kept his own sealed tight as he sucked.

And when he finally stopped coming, and was able to think, Xav rolled them over and crawled up Chase’s body. He kissed that smug mouth, turned up in a grin, kissed it until Chase was restless beneath him, humping against his belly and whimpering with need.

Xav nipped his lips, his tongue, then worked his way down to those nipples he’d longed to bite. Chase’s skin held marks so perfectly, despite the deep tan he had. Xav left plenty of them, too, from his neck to his chest, then he suckled each nipple until the nubs were hot and dark. Xav left a trail of love bites over Chase’s pecs, then he moved down, delighting in the way Chase squirmed, pushing and pulling at Xav’s hair. Wanting, needing, everywhere, so much.

Xav caught Chase’s hands and pinned them to the floor beside his hips. He licked Chase’s cock, up, down, over and over, covering every inch of it with his tongue. Chase’s curses and whimpers only fed Xav’s need to push him higher.

By the time he tongued Chase’s leaking slit, Xav was almost ready to go again himself. He was impressed by Chase’s control, but he hadn’t given Chase enough…And now he would.

Chase bellowed like he’d been holding it in forever when Xav sucked his cock down to the base. Xav swallowed and bobbed back up. He let go of Chase’s hands and instead went back for those still-hard nipples. Chase thrust, shakily, erratically, and Xav let him have his mouth, just took it eagerly as he pinched and rubbed Chase’s nipples.

The sound Chase made when he came was one Xav hadn’t heard before. It shook him to his core, filled him with so much love that his eyes burned as he swallowed Chase’s spunk.

It was as close to sacred a moment as Xav had ever experienced. He wouldn’t ever forget a moment of this time, wouldn’t forget anything about this man.

Life was good, better than he’d ever thought it could be. With Chase beside him, even hard times wouldn’t seem so bad. As Xav moved to lie beside Chase, as he pulled his sexy, strong man into his arms, Xav knew that whatever the future held for them, it would only bring them closer.

He looked forward to it, but for now, he was going to enjoy the present, the feel of Chase in his arms and the soft, warm puffs of his breath against Xav’s chest.