19. Toby
Chapter 19
When Jace left, he said he needed to take care of something for work. I didn’t believe it for a second. I knew he wasn’t going to let Aiden’s dad showing up slide for a second time. I understand why he’s doing it, though. Even in college, Jace took over the role as the protector, even before he discovered his Dom side. I think deep down, Aiden knows too.
I pop my head in the living room where Aiden is lying on the couch with Oliver and smile. Too bad I’m about to steal Oliver.
“Aiden,” I say walking in. “Can I talk to you for a second?”
Aiden kisses Oliver’s forehead and slides off the couch, following me to the kitchen. “What’s up?” he asks when we step inside.
“I’m stealing Oliver for the day.” Aiden raises a brow. “I just need him to myself for a little while.”
“Okay,” Aiden laughs. “Steal away.”
I peck Aiden hard on the lips and run to the living room. Scooping a laughing Oliver up in my arms, I run for the stairs. “What are you doing?”
“I’m kidnapping you, Baby.” I jog up the stairs and go straight to Jace’s room. I set Oliver on his feet and grab his face. “Get dressed. I want to take you somewhere.”
“Where are we going?” he asks, walking toward the closet. He disappears inside, and I hear him rummaging through his clothes.
“It’s a surprise.”
Oliver’s head pops back out, and he has the sweetest smile on his face. “Just us?”
“Just us, Baby.”
I love the life that we’re building, but I haven’t had a chance to just be with Oliver again. I just hope he likes his surprise.
Oliver comes out dressed in jeans and a soft-looking t-shirt that makes his eyes stand out. Grabbing his hand, I lead him downstairs, where we put on our shoes and head for the garage. With a grin, I grab the keys to Jace’s Maserati and open the door for Oliver. He slides in, and I jog to the other side.
I jump in, stab the button to start it, and back out of the garage. When I’m on the main road, I grab Oliver’s hand and kiss his knuckles.
“Jace is going to spank you for stealing his car again,” Oliver laughs.
“One can only hope. If he didn’t want me to steal it again, he should have hid the keys.”
“Are you really not going to tell me where we’re going?” I shake my head, and he laughs. “Fine. I like just being with you anyway.”
I relax back in the seat and take the road that will lead us out of the city. Oliver and I talk about everything and nothing. He laughs more freely now, and he doesn’t shy away from my affection. Twenty minutes later, I pull in front of a familiar two-story home.
“Where are we?” Oliver asks, looking through the windshield.
“My mom’s.”
Oliver whips around to look at me. “Your mom’s?”
“I figured it was time you met her.” Oliver starts chewing on his bottom lip, and I know he’s worried about something. “What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours, Baby?”
“Does she know?”
“About all of us? Yes.”
“I remember asking before, and you said she had a hard time accepting this.”
“That was until she saw how happy I was. My mom is…old school. It just took her a little longer to come to terms with me being gay. It took her no time to accept the fact that I have all of you in my life. I love you, Oliver, and I want you to meet the most important person in my life.”
Oliver smiles, and it lights up his entire face. “Okay.”
I push my door open and jog around to Oliver’s side to help him out. When I do, I grab his hand and start leading him to the porch. Mom jerks the door open before I even have a chance to knock. “Toby!” She jerks me into a hug, squeezing me tight.
“Hi, Mom.” I kiss her cheek and pull back. “This is Oliver.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Oliver says shyly, and my mom grabs his hand.
“It’s so nice to finally meet you, too. Toby talks about you all the time.” Mom tugs on Oliver to follow her into the house, making him drop my hand. I see his shoulders relax the further she pulls him into the house. “You’re even more handsome than what he described.”
“Mom,” I laugh, following behind them. She pulls Oliver down on the couch beside her, and I sit in the chair across from them. “You’re embarrassing him.”
Oliver’s face is blood red, but he’s smiling. “It’s okay.”
“I’ve been dying to meet the boy who stole my son’s heart.” She looks closer at Oliver’s neck, specifically at his collar, and she claps her hands. “Jace did the thing! I’m so happy for you guys!”
Oliver’s hand automatically goes to the collar and rubs his fingers across it. “You know about this?”
“Of course. Jace calls me every other day to check in. As does Aiden. I might not fully understand what it means, but I know it’s important to Jace.”
“That’s really awesome,” Oliver replies.
“Toby says you’re into graphic design? I’d love to hear about it.”
Oliver and Mom launch into a conversation, making me sit back in the chair with a smile. I knew my mom would love him; it’s hard not to. But seeing Oliver his usual animated self in front of her warms my heart.
This is just more proof that Oliver is meant for us.
Two hours later, we’re finally back on the road, and I still can’t stop smiling. Oliver and Mom talked about everything. Before we left, my mom pulled me to the side and told me how much she already adores him. Then she handed me something that’s burning a fucking hole in my pocket. I flip my signal on and take a road that will lead me to one of my favorite places.
“Where are we going?” Oliver asks, squeezing my hand.
“I used to come here a lot when I was dealing with coming out. It was peaceful as hell. I want you to see it.”
I take another narrower road and pull into a wide spot to park. Jace would kill me if I took his car down this road. I get out of the car and go to Oliver’s side to help him out. Hand in hand, we walk down the small road, and when Oliver walks through the break in the trees, he gasps.
“Holy shit, Toby. This place is gorgeous.”
It’s a meadow surrounded by trees that I found by accident. But it’s the only place that I’ve ever found where you can’t hear a sound from the city. No sirens, no horns, no shouting, absolutely nothing. I lead him through the meadow and down to the little creek that runs behind it. I pull him to stop right by the water and turn him to face me.
“This has always been my oasis. I spent a lot of time here, too, after you left. It’s the only place I’ve ever found where I could find peace.” I grab his hands, already nervous as hell. “You’re my peace now, Oli. From the first moment I met you, I knew you were different. And the fact that I get to share you with Jace and Aiden makes this better.” I reach into my pocket and drop to one knee. Oliver’s eyes widen, and he covers his mouth. “I know it’s soon, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Baby.” I hold the silver band up that my mom had sized for Oli between my fingers. “This was my dad’s, and I want you to wear it as a symbol of my love for you.”
“Oh, Toby,” Oliver whispers with tears in his eyes. “I love you so much.”
“Is that a yes?”
“Of course!”
I jump back to my feet and place it on his ring finger. I take a second to look at my dad’s ring on his finger and kiss it. “I love you, Baby!”
“I love you too.”
Oliver wraps his arms around my neck and kisses me hard, almost desperate. I return it, wanting to get as close to him as possible. I run my hands under his shirt, and he pulls back without question so I can slip it over his head. It doesn’t take us long to strip out of our clothes, and Oliver is standing naked in front of me. I pull the lube from my jeans pocket, and Oliver laughs breathlessly.
“Prepared, aren’t you?”
“I am always prepared for you, Baby. I need to be inside you.”
I rub lube onto my cock and sit on the smooth rock beside the creek with my feet in the water. I pull Oliver to straddle my legs and run my hand underneath him only to encounter a butt plug. “Jace told me to wear it all day. Did he know what was going to happen?”
I shake my head and carefully work it free. I set it on our discarded clothes and massage his thighs. “No. I didn’t even really know I was doing it today.”
Oliver grabs my cock and moves so he can line it up behind him. He guides it inside him and slowly starts to sink down. I find myself watching his face for every expression of pleasure. His brows always crease when he first takes one of our cocks, but the further he sinks down, it always smooths out to one of pleasure. His mouth slightly parts, and he always sighs when we’re fully seated inside him. “Make me yours, Toby.”
Oliver wraps his arms around my neck while I settle my hands on his hips. Oliver slowly starts to move, rocking back and forth on my cock. “You’ll always be mine, Baby.”
Oliver lays his forehead against mine, our eyes locked together. It’s been too long since I’ve had this side of him, and I need to make an effort to have this more often. I run my hands up his sides, savoring how soft his skin is. “You feel so good,” Oliver moans when I shift my hips. “Your piercings are rubbing inside me.”
Oliver seals his lips over mine and starts riding me faster. His movements are jerky, and I know that he needs more, something that I’m more than willing to give. I slide my arms under his legs and stand up, still seated inside him. I lay him on the grass on his back and prop his calves on my shoulders before bracing my hands on the ground by his head so it bends him in half. “Fuck, Baby. You squeeze me so goddamn tight.”
“Toby,” Oliver whimpers and rolls his hips. “Please.”
“Anything for you.”
I pull out until just the head of my cock is sitting inside him and then slam my hips forward. Oliver cries out, and his fingers dig into my biceps. “Yes, yes, yes,” he chants when I start fucking him without restraint. I’m so fucking proud of him for accepting that this is how his body should be used.
“I’m never letting you go,” I growl, leaning my weight further onto his legs. “You can’t get away from me now.”
“I’ll never leave you,” Oliver moans. “You’re mine too.”
“You’re goddamn right, Baby. You own me, heart and soul.”
I start thrusting harder, and it’s like I can’t get close or deep enough. Oliver’s hands are sliding all over my shoulders and arms. “Harder, Toby.”
I let one of his legs drop and grab his wrist. I slide his hand up until his fingers are sitting at the base of my throat. Using my hand on his, I tighten his fingers until my breath stutters. I fucking love having the shit choked out of me. Having Oliver do it while I’m inside of him is even fucking better. “Tighter,” I gasp, and with wide eyes, he does it. “Good boy.” I put his leg back on my shoulder and start moving again. “Do it until I say stop.”
“Fuck,” Oliver moans, his fingers flexing on my throat. “This is so fucking hot.”
“It is,” I pant past his hold.
I start slamming into him so hard that his back is scooting across the ground. Oliver’s cock is twitching between us, and I know it won’t take long for us to come. The harder I get, the tighter his hand gets, and I can’t get enough.
Sweat is slicking both of our bodies, and black spots are dancing in my vision. Oliver moans so deep and loud that my thrusts stutter. He starts coming, and it’s like it won’t stop. “Fuck,” I grunt, hammering into him. I catch a flash of the silver that I put on his finger, and that’s all it takes. I shove inside him and come with a groan. His ass is flexing around me, and I shiver from the sensitivity.
His hand drops from my throat when I let his legs go, and I collapse on his chest. Oliver’s arms tighten around me. “You’re everything to me, Toby.”
I let my heart and mind settle, taking in his words because I know how hard it is sometimes for Oliver to express himself. I kiss the side of his neck and then nuzzle against it. “Same here, Baby.”
One day, I’ll commit myself to him.
Until then, I’m fine with him just being in my arms.