16. Jaxon
“You will always have me.”
All the air leaves my lungs when the words fall from my lips. Not from fear, but from the sensation of falling because I know them to be true. I’ve fallen head over heels for Alex.
My heart feels full, with the realization that I’m finally living for the future and not the day to day grind of running a business. I love Ink Me and I’m proud of what I built. The blood, sweat and tears it took to make my dream into a reality has forever changed me.
But when I look down at the man beneath me, I see passion and sincerity in his eyes. I feel strength and tenderness in his touch. I see a man I denied myself for so long, only to now find myself willing to give anything to have his heart to bleed into mine and mark me forever, for him to Ink Me.
“What's wrong?” Alex asks, turning to stare up at me with those big chocolate eyes.
“You're beautiful,” I say, and he gives me a shy smile as his cheeks blush into a beautiful shade of red. Leaning down, I kiss every emotion I have into him.
The sweet kiss slowly morphs into us laying side by side with grabby hands and wayward hips. The desperate want from a minute ago is back, and stronger. I feel his cock pressed up against mine. The precum leaking from both our slits is enough to make us slide together with ease.
“Are you ready, baby?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me now… Please?”
“Well since my needy boy asked so nicely, your wish is my command.”
Alex scrambles back onto all fours and I lean back, grabbing the bottle of lube, slicking up my cock and rubbing the excess around his pretty pink hole.
I want to take my time and kiss and suck on every inch of his skin, but the urgency and confidence oozing out of Alex tells me that is not what he's after tonight. And his ass is a delicious view, but right now there is a view I want more.
I grab his ankles and pull, causing his arms to flail and his body to fall to the mattress. Alex lets out a tiny squeak, followed by a burst of laughter when I flip him to his back. His smile and laughter are contagious.
“That's better, I want to see your face when I stuff you full,” I say, crawling up his body, pushing his knees to his chest as I go, until I’m hovering over his lips, giving him one last kiss.
“Ready?” I ask, lining my cock up with his hole. His chest heaves in and out with a sheen of sweat covering his body from being worked to the edge over and over.
“Oh my God, yes! Fuck me already, dammit!”
I chuckle, slowly pushing in until Alex’s body tenses.
“Relax baby boy, let me in.”
I pause, my hips fighting the need to move, so he can have time to acclimate to me. The wet heat of his hole squeezes around my cock and I stifle out a groan, “Ahh, Fuck! Are you good? Because I’m going to need to move soon. ”
Alex arches his hips up into me, testing the motion. “Yeah, I’m good.”
I start off slow, pushing in and out, until I feel his muscles relax around me. “Ahh, that’s it, baby.”
I thrust again, harder this time. “Yes, harder. I wanna feel you in the morning and every time I sit for a week,” he pleads, and it would be my pleasure because I’ll do anything Alex wants.
Snapping my hips forward, I begin thrusting. I let out a strangled moan and pick up the pace, moving my hips like a man possessed, with my sole focus on the man beneath me. And he's not holding back either, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“That's it baby, take that cock like a good boy for daddy.”
Alex's eyes roll into the back of his head and I can't tell if it's because of the words or because I hit his prostate, so I slow my pace for a moment, angling my hips in search of his sweet spot that holds all the pleasure.
And I can tell the moment I hit it. He arches his back as his mouth lets out a silent scream.
“Ohh, is that it baby? Is that where you need my cock?”
Alex nods his head up and down vigorously. “Yes, right there.”
I give him everything I have, hitting that spot over and over again. His cock is as hard as a rock, the head angry and purple, with slick precum leaving a trail from the tip to the dusting of his treasure trail. His inner muscles squeeze and clench around me, pulling me deeper with every rock of his hips. When Alex starts thrashing his head back and forth, I know he's close to the edge.
I feel the tingling in my balls as they pull up tight. It's sweet torture, not wanting this to end but also wanting to give him what he craves. Alex reaches down to grab his cock and I bat his hand away before wrapping my fingers around him and stroking until he's right on the edge, sobbing my name.
“Come for me,” I grit out, holding on for dear life. Alex clenches around me so tight I see stars as his cock pulses rope after rope of cum between us.
“Oh fuck, Jaxon, Jaxon, Jaxon.” Hearing my name fly off his lips takes me over the edge. The rhythm of my hips stutters as my orgasm hits, painting the inside of his hole.
“Jesus baby. Fuck. Your ass is tearing me apart. ”
“Good! Because your cock just ripped me apart, payback’s a bitch.”
I chuckle, slipping my oversensitive cock from his hole. My shaky legs give way and I fall next to him on the bed. Our chests heaving as we try to catch our breaths.
I look over at Alex, who looks sedated and satisfied, the sight causing me to break out in a giant grin. When he turns to look at me we both let out a bark of laughter. I grab the back of his head and bring him in for a sweet kiss that once again turns filthy. My fingers roam down his body to his ass. Alex shivers when I play with the cum leaking out of his hole and swirl it around his sensitive rim.
“Are you okay? Was I too rough?”
“It was fucking perfect. But can we not wait so long before we do it again?”
“It was hard enough to wait before. Now that I know what you feel like wrapped around my cock I sure as fuck won’t be able to hold back.”
“Ahhh, dammit.”
“What?” I sit up in a panic.
“I never got to blow you, that was supposed to be me tonight.”
I chuckle, leaning down and kissing him, “Don't worry baby, there will be plenty of other times.”
“I never thought I would see the fucking day.”
I startle, banging my head. “Ouch! You asshole!”
Dom chuckles and I roll out from under the car, giving him the middle finger.
“I just wanted to make sure you were still alive and not taken over by body snatchers.”
I reach out my hand and Dom grabs it, helping me up.
“Whatever, weren't you the one telling me to stop spending all my time at the shop?”
“I was, and I’m glad to see you are taking my advice. ”
“Mira has it handled. Wait! Aren't you on the schedule today?” My voice panics because that means the monkeys are loose at the zoo.
“Relax old man… I'm on my way now, but my first appointment was canceled so I thought I would take a detour.”
I walk over to my tool box. My garage sits back from the house, with 3 stalls. Yes, the house is small, the garage is big, but no, I’m not trying to compensate for anything.
Over on the 3rd car side I have a large tool box, my workout bench, which mostly collects dust, a couple of camping chairs, and my beer fridge. And to top it all off, it’s heated. I like my garage, I usually spend a lot of time here.
“Wasn't this thing just in the shop?” Dom asks, knocking his knuckles on the hood of Alex’s car.
I sigh, “It was, but when he left to go to the store yesterday I noticed it sounded funny when he went to start it.”
“Starter?”
“I think so, but you know how it goes, you can never get a car to recreate a noise when you need it to.”
It may only be noon but I reach into the fridge and pull out a beer. I toss Dom a bottle of water and he wrinkles his nose.
I shrug my shoulders, “Perk of having the day off. I get a nice cold beer and you… get water.”
“The beer would sound better if it wasn't so damn cold out.”
I nod, motioning to the chairs, and we both take a seat.
“Have you tried talking Alex into getting a different car?”
“Yes, but I think it might be a touchy subject for him. The car has meaning for him. His grandmother left it for him when she passed. He’s taken decent care of it, but it's old and I don't think it will make it through the winter.”
“So how are things going with you and Alex?”
I know I look like a fool, but I can't help the smile that spreads across my face when he says his name. “Good, things are good.”
“You stopped getting hung up over his age? ”
“Alex is… He's just different, you know? I guess I never really saw him that way until recently. He has been through so much and yet he never gave up, and look what he has accomplished.”
“Sounds like someone else I knew at his age.”
What Dom says is partly true. I had the privilege of having two loving parents who supported me and always encouraged me to follow my dreams. Me being gay was nothing to them, they just wanted me to be happy and to find love like they did.
But Alex… He built a life for himself with no support from his parents, who did nothing but tear apart their only son. I send a silent thanks up to the sky that he at least had his grandmother, even if for only a short time.
I look over at the rusted blue car, and my heart breaks for him. I can see why he's holding on so tightly. Alex gives so much to other people without any of us even knowing, I just wish there was something I could do for him.
“Hey, do you know anything about the shelter over on the edge of town?”
“What shelter? Why would I know anything about a shelter?” I shake my head. See, the thing about Dom is that he can’t lie. It's the one thing that turns the big scary Dom into a tongue tied mess.
“What do you know?” I narrow my eyes at him.
“What do you know?” he says, narrowing his eyes back at me.
I gasp, “You know, don't you? How did you know and I didn’t?”
He sighs, “I overheard the little old ladies. It wasn't my place to say anything. Alex kept it a secret for a reason, so who am I to divulge that information?”
Dom can't lie for shit, but will always be the keeper of your secrets.
“Now that I know Alex better it makes perfect sense that he would do something like that.”
“He's a good kid.”
I chuckle. The things he did with his tongue this morning. He may be my baby boy but he's very much all man.
“Can I ask you something?”
Taking a swig of my beer I nod, “Sure, what's up?”
“Why did Beckett come back home? He plays it off like he's just wanting to be there for his friend, but I can't help thinking that is not the whole truth.”
“I don't really know. He has been tight lipped about it. He acted like everything was fine, but something changed in him during his final year of culinary school. I tried to get him to talk about it, but he was always busy working some internship at a fancy restaurant in L.A.”
Dom picks the label off his water bottle, a look of deep concern etched on his face.
“Why, is something going on with Beckett?”
“I don't know, it’s just the other day he was on the phone yelling at someone. He said he didn't want to talk about it, but he was acting differently after the phone call. Whoever it was made him pretty upset.”
“Yeah, I’m worried about him. I have been for a while.” Guilt creeps in at the fact I’ve been so preoccupied with what's been going on between me and Alex that I didn't even notice that Beckett was struggling.
“Do you think you could keep an eye on him? Just maybe see if you can get what is going on out of him. He has always put on this brave face like he can handle everything all on his own, but he doesn't need to.” I say.
“Look, maybe I’m not the best person to help Beckett.”
“Umm, yes you are. Look, sometimes Beckett needs a firm hand. Someone who won't put up with his bullshit. And I do believe that is right up your alley.”
“Yes, I like control and submission, but in the bedroom.” Dom counters.
“I know,” I say, giving him a wink. I’m not going to be the one to point it out. He's going to have to figure it out on his own. But I see the way they both look at each other when they think the other is not looking.
“Fine, I will keep an eye on him.”
“Thank you, now get to work. I’m not paying you to sit around and bug me all day.”
“Yeah, yeah I’m leaving. Don't forget we moved family dinner to Saturday night, since you and Alex have your engagement to flaunt around tomorrow. We are having it at the cafe, Spencer is closing at 8pm so we will have the place to ourselves.”
“Ohhh, is Beckett cooking?”
“Actually I think he and Olly both are.”
“Ohhhh, you know we are gonna eat good. I can't wait.”
“Yep… Alright, I’m out,” Dom says, walking out the door.
“Call me if you need anything!” I yell after him. He ignores me per usual and I go back to working on Alex’s car.
Now that Alex and I have finally had sex, I think it unlocked some kind of sex demon. He has been insatiable. Not that I’m complaining. Fuck no. And true to his word, even if Alex stays up late working on his project, he falls into my bed every night.
“Excuse me, Mr. Beefy Mechanic?”
I chuckle, sliding out from under the car and standing.
“Oh, I don't know about beefy and I only pretend to be a mechanic so I can get under your hood.”
“That's okay, I only let you play mechanic so I can see you all sweaty and grease stained.”
“Does that turn you on? Do I need to put on a pair of overalls?”
“Only if you go shirtless underneath.”
“That can be arranged.” I wrap my arms around his waist and Alex wraps his arms around my neck as I pull him in closer for a kiss.
“How is Trixie doing?”
“Oh baby, I know how much she means to you, but I worry she is going to leave you stranded somewhere. And with winter coming.” My senses are on high alert. The thought of something happening, I know I wouldn't survive it. Not again.
“I know,” Alex says on a sigh, pulling away and running his hand down the hood.
I come up behind him, resting my chin on his shoulder. “I’m not going to pressure you, but when you are ready, let me know and I will help you find something.”
Even though he needs a new car, I can't push him because of my hangups.
Alex nods, “Okay.”
He leans his body back into mine and I revel in the feeling of his warmth. We fit perfectly together with my dick nestled in the crease of his ass. He pushes back into me and my cock as it starts to thicken, having a mind of its own.
“Why, is that a gun, Jaxon, or are you just excited to see me?”
“Oh, I’m very excited to see you,” I say, grinding my cock against his perfect ass.
“Hmmm, I wonder what car sex would be like?”
I give a deep and throaty chuckle. “It's not as sexy as it would seem.” I let go of Alex and lower the hood of the car. “Now sex on a car hood is a whole different ball game.”
Alex moves to stand between my legs as I lean against the hood. “I’ve always wanted to give a blow job on the hood of a car.”
“I volunteer as tribute,” I say against his lips and he chuckles before kissing me breathless.
When Alex’s confidence shines he's a force to be reckoned with, and I desperately want him to wreck me. He pushes me back so I’m half laying on the hood. It not very comfortable and my back will hate me later, but I sure as fuck am not going to complain. Especially when he unzips my jeans, takes out my half hard cock and swallows me to the hilt.
“Fuck baby, that mouth of yours,” I groan, as he starts bobbing his head up and down on my cock, making it go rock hard in an instant. “God you're just so needy for it, aren't you?”
He nods his head, his mouth never leaving my cock. His fingers wrap around my base and he swirls his tongue around the head. When his warm chocolate eyes meet mine, my heart thumps wildly, knowing the feelings I’m holding for Alex go way beyond friendship and like… It's something so much deeper.
I chuckle to myself. Never in a million years did I think I would realize I’m in love with someone while he's peering up at me with my cock down his throat.
My palm rests on his cheek as my thumb traces his lips around my cock.
“Your lips look so pretty wrapped around my cock, baby.”
I soon lose the battle of holding my hips steady and start to rock, picking up the pace. Fucking his face with every thrust. He looks lost in pleasure and his eyes roll back .
“That’s it, fuck! You're gonna make me come. Are you gonna swallow it all down, baby boy?” He nods his head, never losing suction. Damn, his mouth is like a Hoover vacuum.
As soon as he cups my balls, rubbing his thumb over the sensitive skin behind them, I go stiff.
“I’m coming, baby.”
I unload rope after rope of cum down his throat. My orgasm wracks through my body from head to toe. Alex swallows around me, taking everything I give him before looking up at me and sticking his tongue out, showing me he was indeed a very good boy.
And it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed.