Chapter 8 #2
Greer sent him a hard, sideways look. “Now you know why I like housebreaking alone,” he said.
Penny laughed out loud, gaining the attention of a shadowy man who strode past on the other side of the street. “Admit it,” he said, elbowing Greer. “You liked having me along for the excitement.”
He did not. Penny was the distraction that had nearly ended with him being caught in the act for the first time in his life.
And yet, having the tempting young man with him as the rush of the aftermath swept through him had him thinking things he would never consider otherwise.
So much so that when they walked past an alley between two stately buildings, he grabbed Penny, yanked him into it, then pushed his back up against the wall.
“They could have found us out,” he growled, then slammed his mouth against Penny’s.
Penny jerked in surprise, then melted into Greer with a long, low moan that said just what he thought of Greer’s rough treatment.
He grabbed at the front of Greer’s coat and shifted his knee so it pushed between Greer’s thighs.
The way he met Greer’s ferocious kiss with fight of his own had Greer hard and aching in seconds.
“I like this,” Penny gasped as Greer shifted to kissing and nipping his neck and shoulder. “We should housebreak together more often.”
He should have put a stop to things. He should have pushed back and walked away, leaving Penny behind. He should have marched straight to The Zagreus Den to tell Brutus and Titus he would only work alone, that he did not need Penny at all.
Instead, he pulled back, grabbing the front of Penny’s coat and tugging him with him.
He said nothing as he marched out of the alley, nearly dragging Penny after him as if he were reluctant, which he most certainly was not.
He headed north on Regent Street, crossing Oxford Street, unable to believe he was about to divulge one of his biggest secrets to a man like Penny Frey.
“Are we off to see the Queen?” Penny joked breathlessly as Greer pulled him onto a prim and proper side street.
“No,” Greer answered.
He walked on a bit more until he reached a lovely building near the end of a cozy street. Penny’s eyes went wide as he pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, then dragged him up a staircase to another door, which he also unlocked.
“This is where you live?” Penny asked incredulously as Greer tugged him inside, then closed and locked the door behind him.
“Housebreaking can be profitable,” he said.
That was the last thing he wanted to say, though.
He quickly shrugged out of his coat, then grabbed Penny once more, pushing him against the wall like he had in the alley, and devouring his mouth with twice as much enthusiasm.
He even wrapped his hand around Penny’s jaw like he owned the man and could do whatever he wanted with him.
Penny clutched at Greer’s clothes, tugging his shirt up from his trousers, all while thrusting his tongue into Greer’s mouth and battling for the upper hand.
The struggle had Greer’s blood boiling. Penny was younger and slighter than him.
He should have been the submissive one, taking whatever Greer wanted to give him.
Instead, he ran his hands up under Greer’s shirt, dragging his fingertips over his belly and chest until he reached his nipples. He pinched them as he pushed against Greer, kissing him harder.
“It’s about time,” Penny hummed, then lightly bit Greer’s lower lip, pulling it out for a moment before diving back in on him.
Greer was so out of his head with lust that he didn’t care how much noise he made or whether any of his tenants heard them. He pulled Penny away from the wall and walked him backwards toward his bedroom, tugging at the irascible young man’s clothing as he did.
He had Penny’s coat and cap off before they reached the bedroom, then made quick work of his waistcoat and shirt.
Penny worked at the fastenings of Greer’s trousers, and by the time they hit the edge of the bed, Greer’s trousers and drawers slumped down over his hips.
Penny reached a hand into his drawers and clumsily stroked Greer’s cock, bringing it and his balls out on an upward stroke.
“I’ve wanted this for ages,” Penny panted as he flopped to sit on the bed, which put him at just the right height to fist Greer’s cock and bring his mouth to it.
Greer shouted with pleasure as Penny’s warm, wet mouth encompassed him. He’d figured the man would be good with his mouth, since even the wiliest of street thieves tended to resort to a bit of rough trade when times were tough, but he’d had no idea it would be that good.
Penny sucked and licked at his tip, pushing back Greer’s foreskin and working his tongue over the sensitive spot under the head. He stroked across Greer’s slit, then plunged deep to swallow and suck. Greer was shaking with need and a breath away from coming before he could get his bearings.
“Stop, stop,” he gasped, pulling back. The wet sound of Penny’s mouth slipping away almost sent him over the edge. “I want more.”
Penny laughed and scooted back onto the bed, guessing what Greer meant. The fire in his eyes was intoxicating. It almost made Greer resent the awkward nonsense of both of them shedding the rest of their clothing.
“I’m all yours, guv’nor,” Penny told him, splaying back against the bed and thrusting his hips up to show off his impressive erection.
Greer growled at Penny’s imitation of a street urchin, then stepped out of his trousers and climbed onto the bed with him, rubbing their bodies together as he covered Penny.
The young man was too much for him to slow himself down and tease out the moment.
His blood was still pounding from their near-disaster, so he couldn’t have slowed the pace and drawn the whole thing out if he’d tried.
He wanted it hard and fast, and he wanted it now.
The only concession he gave to Penny before reaching for the jar on the side of his bed was to stroke his already leaking cock a few times to keep him primed. He stroked Penny again once he’d scooped some of the viscous substance from the jar to coat him and ease things along.
“Yes,” Penny gasped, tilting his head back and reveling in the pleasure as Greer worked him. “Make me come.”
The demand in Penny’s voice was a challenge.
Greer loved it. He grabbed Penny’s legs and hauled them up and apart, spreading him and folding him until he was helpless.
Penny didn’t seem to mind the awkward position.
He cried out with pleasure as Greer swiped his fingers over his hole, thrusting first one, then two in.
Clearly, Penny had done this before. Greer smirked.
At least he didn’t have to worry about frightening the young man or taking his innocence.
He worked his fingers deeper, opening Penny up, not caring that they hadn’t prepared as much as they should have.
He wanted one thing, and he didn’t mind if it was messy.
He shifted to guide his cock to Penny’s hole, and without the sweetness and sentimentality that a part of him thought Penny deserved, he pushed in. Penny cried out, cursing like a sailor as Greer worked himself deeper and deeper.
“Yes! Yes! God, yes!” Penny gasped, grabbing his cock and stroking as Greer began to thrust in earnest.
It was raw and charged, fueled by their brush with danger.
Greer was vibrating on the edge of orgasm within a minute, and since Penny seemed just as gone as he felt, he didn’t slow down or pace himself.
He wanted release, pure and simple, and he wanted to claim his young friend so that Penny knew he could master him.
In the middle of those domineering thoughts, Penny tilted his head back and let out a cry as thick ribbons of cum burst from him, coating his stomach and chest. The little bastard had gone ahead and come without his permission.
That only fueled Greer to take his pleasure as roughly as possible.
He thrust hard, causing the bed to thump against the wall.
He was already too far gone to last that way, though, and with a grunt, pleasure shot through him as he emptied himself deep inside of Penny.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had an orgasm so encompassing or that had lasted so long.
When it finally faded, he pulled out and collapsed beside Penny.
Both of them could hardly catch their breath and could do nothing but lay there in the stunned silence that followed their pleasure.
As quick and dirty as it had been, their coupling had been good.
So good that Greer was already looking forward to more.