Chapter Five #5
Immediately, he’d be pushed back so there was NO contact with his dick.
He kept riding, and when Gene locked his wrists behind his back, he was even more of a prisoner.
To the pleasure.
To the pain.
To his man.
“What won’t you be doing ever again, Ethan?” Gene asked, enjoying the visual of his thick dick slipping into the man’s ass. Someone was riding like his life depended on it.
He whimpered, as Gene was pulling him down, impaling him brutally on his erection. The cum he’d deposited in his ass, lubricated the slide, and was making a wet spot on Gene’s pants.
“Running. I won’t ever run again, Daddy,” he whispered, as his body was on overload.
Maybe it was how rough he was being handled, or maybe it was because they had an audience, and he craved that kink, but Ethan was definitely in his glory.
“Harder,” Gene ordered. “Ride my cock, Ethan.”
He did.
The whole time, Gene enjoyed the view. There was nothing more erotic than his tattooed man taking dick like the fuck toy he was about to become.
“Please let me cum!” he shouted, his body aching for that release.
“No,” Gene said. “You haven’t earned it. Ride my cock like the whore you are,” he said.
And that took all Ethan had not to cum at his words. He wanted to be this man’s whore. He wanted to be this man’s everything.
When Gene pulled him forward again, he landed punishing blows on Ethan’s cheeks, and they were scarlet red.
“You will not run from the man who owns you,” he told him. “You will NEVER run again unless it’s to me!”
Ethan whimpered.
His balls were so tight he was trying to control what was coming.
Him losing it.
“If you cum without permission, Ethan, I will absolutely make sure I lock your dick down, and you won’t cum for a week. Test me!”
That sounded…horrible.
There was no way he’d last a full week. Gene was sadistic when he was Topping him.
He’d be brutal.
Blackhawk knew what he needed to do.
“I won’t cum. I promise,” he said. “Please bend me over the arm of this couch and fuck me like I deserve,” he said, loudly.
Well, ask and he would receive.
As he said it, Ethan stared straight ahead defiantly. Yes, he was being fucked, and he fully expected disgust from his brother.
But he didn’t care.
Not.
At.
All.
When Gene shoved him up, he moved him to the other arm of the couch and gave him what he wanted.
He shoved him over the edge, his hand wrapping around his neck, as he controlled him.
And he fucked him like he deserved.
Ethan was facing the kitchen, and he could see his brother watching him, and that only made it better. He loved an audience, and this one…
This was the one person he needed to know what was in him. In a way, he wanted Callen to see that he was okay.
“I love you,” Ethan shouted, as Gene fucked him.
That made Gene’s heart skip in his chest.
When Ethan locked eyes with his brother, there wasn’t disgust. That didn’t happen.
As he was taken, he watched his brother draw a heart on the window where his breath had fogged it up.
And then, he left.
Tears filled Ethan’s eyes and they were dripping onto the arm of the couch.
Gene saw the wetness, and it softened him.
While he knew that they had to walk through this storm together, he didn’t want Ethan to hurt any more than he wanted himself to hurt.
So, Gene pulled out, and yanked Ethan back down into his lap, sinking back into him.
They were facing each other now.
Wrapping his fingers around Ethan’s rock-hard erection, he stroked him.
The man moaned.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered, as his head dropped back, and goosebumps crisscrossed his body.
“Tell me who now owns you,” Gene demanded.
Ethan shook.
“You. I love you,” he whispered, this time talking to Gene, and not his peeping brother. “You own all of me!” he shouted.
Gene was on the cusp, and he didn’t want to hold on.
“I’m cumming, EJ. You’d better be ready,” he said. “Or you’re going to dinner horny.”
That was all he had to hear.
Permission.
The orgasm erupted, and he came so hard. He came harder than he’d ever cum before, and that was saying a lot.
It was like a purge.
And he needed it.
The spray of cum hit Gene in the chest as he took that tumble too.
Together they fell into the pleasure pressed together. There was silence, and only the thudding of their hearts was heard in their ears.
Well, Ethan knew the truth. He had some baggage to unpack with this one.
That was for damn sure.
It took a few minutes before his lover spoke.
“Are you okay?” Gene asked.
Ethan was honest.
“Yes, and no. Yes, because you came for me, and no because I nearly lost the best thing in my life. I’m sorry, Gene. I’m so sorry.”
The heaviness in his words made Gene go into protection mode. He’d fucked the anger out, and he wasn’t upset with the man anymore.
Instead, he wanted to help him.
So, Gene cuddled him.
“It’s okay, Baby,” he reassured. “I’m over it.”
Ethan sat up and stared into his eyes. What he wanted was for Gene to see that he REALLY felt horrible about all of this.
“No. You shouldn’t have to get over it. Not trusting you to catch me in my spiral hurt you. I know how it feels to be disappointed in someone you love.”
Gene let him talk.
“I won’t run away ever again. I learn, and I adapt. You came for me, Gene. That was all I needed. You get to be angry with me but know that I’m angry with me too.”
Yeah, he could see that.
Instead of letting him carry it alone, Gene spoke as he tucked some of Ethan’s hair behind his ears.
“I won’t lie, EJ. It’s going to take me time to regroup from this. I got off of that plane, and the first thing I saw as I was walking back into Hell was that my partner bailed.”
At his words, tears filled Ethan’s eyes. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt this man.
But he had.
“That hurt,” he said. “I didn’t expect you to run away. We’ve come so far as a couple. We’ve lived through so much, and to know that you ran…”
Ethan touched his cheek with gentleness but let him have this moment to get it off his chest.
“It terrified me. You know how you felt when I opened the door and took a bullet to my chest over Christmas? Or how you felt when you realized I’d been taken?”
He nodded.
In those moments, Ethan’s world stopped, and it stole his breath. He’d never forget those feelings of having to do this without Gene.
“It felt like that. I was just coming off of being abducted and hurt,” he said, holding up his casted arm. “And then, my world was decimated.”
A tear slipped down Gene’s cheek, and Ethan kissed it away. That raw honesty was so brave, and he admired Gene for being able to talk about his feelings.
“I need time to regroup. As long as we have this love, I’ll always chase you and come back for you, but it still costs something. Everything has a price, Ethan. Everything. We both have seen that in action.”
Oh, he was aware.
Coming back here had a price too, and Ethan could feel it. Instead of telling him that, he rested his forehead against Gene’s.
“I’ll pay the price,” he admitted. “Because you’re worth it, Gene. Please know that you’re worth so much in this world. Know that I don’t deserve a man like you, but I’m grateful I’ve been given him. I am hearing how you felt, and I’m sorry that I made you experience it.”
He held him.
“Just give me time to trust again. I don’t know if I’ll be the same man I was. For a whole day, I lost my soulmate. It changed me. I don’t know if I can just slip back into submissive Gene again. When something threatens what is mine, I get feral. I never expected this.”
Ethan understood.
Honestly, after being abducted by David Neives, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to be dominant again. They might just have to run with this new thing, and see what happened.
“We’ll work through it together,” he admitted. “I should have trusted you. I should have stayed where I was or gone to our home instead in DC. I should have waited for you. I’m learning how to do this too. Coming back here…”
Gene let him talk.
By allowing Ethan the opportunity to explain himself, it was giving Gene the ability to calm down over this whole situation. They balanced each other, whether Ethan knew that or not.
“It’s not easy.”
Gene knew what Timothy told him.
“I know, Baby. Trust me, I know. We’ll be okay. I know it to my soul.”
He was glad someone knew because Ethan truly believed that Gene wasn’t going to find him. It was clear that his man loved him.
“Thank you,” he said, cuddling against him.
As Gene held him, he left kisses on Ethan’s neck, as he was still wearing the rosary.
Yeah, it wasn’t coming off.
Not until he replaced it.
“There’s no need to thank me. I know if I lost my goddamn mind and ran for it, you’d come after me.”
Thankfully, Ethan knew that would never happen.
EVER.
He couldn’t picture a day when Gene turned and walked away. Then again, he was difficult to love, so that might happen. If it did, there was no doubt that fear would likely paralyze him in place.
Ethan was curious.
“Are we really going to dinner at my grandfather’s?” he asked.
He nodded.
“Yes.”
Ethan knew that he had to be upfront with Gene about what went down. He owed that to his man.
This might be his kink, but it might not be Gene’s.
“My brother just watched us have sex. As you were being bossy, I saw a shadow in the window. He was likely coming home after work.”
Gene paused.
“Uh, is he still there?” he asked, not sure how he felt about that. They’d just defiled the man’s couch.
If Corbin humped his man on their couch, he’d be buying a new couch.
After he beat his ass.
“No, but I don’t know how long he was there. He left something on the window.”
Gene turned around and saw the window not far away in the kitchen. On it, there was a heart drawn in the condensation and snow.
Oh, well, that was going to make dinner hella awkward, now, wasn’t it?
Someone got quite the show. Gene had been so involved he’d not heard a car or footsteps on the deck behind the house.
OOF.
“We can…,” he began, willing to bail on dinner so they could avoid that.