CHAPTER 20
GAbrIEL
This time when Gabriel woke up, he had Bobby’s arms wrapped around him.
He could definitely get used to this, but he knew he couldn’t get his hopes up.
Bobby had gone from kissing a man for the first time in his life to fucking one within twenty-four hours, and then asking Gabriel to be his boyfriend.
He’d agreed, of course he had. There was no way he was going to say no to something he’d been imagining for two years, but he needed to add a caveat that they keep it to themselves for a while.
Bobby had protested, saying he didn’t want to treat Gabriel as if he were a secret.
That was another reason he was so perfect, he was always thinking of others, but he needed to be selfish this time.
He was in a relationship with a man for the first time, and no matter how supportive people could be, there would be opinions.
Perhaps Bobby was bisexual and had only just realised, or maybe he only had a thing for Gabriel, which was flattering and terrifying at the same time.
Gabriel had learnt that Bobby wasn’t someone who did well on his own, and he had spent most of his adult life in relationships.
Gabriel was just convenient, and all it would take was for a perfect woman to come along, and Bobby would be gone.
He knew he was doom-spiralling, but he couldn’t help it.
Gabriel’s dream man showing an interest in him was a fantasy, and he just had to enjoy it while it lasted.
Yes, it would hurt like hell when Bobby left, but at least they would have had this time together.
Another reason to keep it quiet. Not only did he not want people interfering with their opinions, but if this time with Bobby was limited, he was going to be selfish and take as much as the man would give.
“Good morning, handsome,” said Bobby, kissing his neck and pushing his hard, thick cock against the crease of Gabriel’s arse.
“I can feel that someone’s awake.”
“He’s remembering what it feels like to be inside you.”
They’d fucked again last night after they’d talked.
Bobby had taken more of a lead that time, although they’d both been so turned on, neither of them had lasted long again.
Gabriel had wanted Bobby to use his full strength to fuck him senseless, but he was holding back.
It was in his nature not to hurt people, which was admirable, but Gabriel knew if he could get Bobby to fully let go, he’d have the fucking of his life.
They just needed more practice, which gave him an idea.
“Shall we both phone in sick?”
“And do what?” Gabriel could sense that he was smiling.
“Eat crap food, watch Christmas movies, and . . .”
“I like the sound of the ‘and’ best. But we can’t leave the flat in case we’re seen. And it would be safer if we stayed inside, maybe even in this bed, to be extra cautious.”
Bobby ground up against him again. Gabriel was already hard and could feel his cock leaking. How many times could they fuck today? His arse was tender, but with enough prep he could go another few rounds.
“You’re the HR professional. What should we say?”
“Just say you’ve got the shits.”
“I hope you don’t.”
Gabriel laughed. “It’s something people don’t question, and can be over in twenty-four hours, so easy to explain why it was only one day off.”
“Have you done this before?”
“What, thrown a sickie to stay in bed with a sexy man?”
Bobby growled.
“Nothing like that, but I have thrown a sickie a few times when I can’t be arsed to go in.”
“I’ve never done that.”
“Well, aren’t you a good boy.”
Bobby’s hand cupped Gabriel’s arse, and his finger slid down his crease, before pushing against his tender hole.
“I don’t want to be a good boy with you, Gabriel. I can’t get enough of you.”
Bobby kissed Gabriel’s neck and licked his ear.
Goosebumps broke out all over his body. It had always been one of his most sensitive areas, which Bobby had picked up on quickly.
He continued to grind against Gabriel, and he was desperate for Bobby to fuck him again.
They needed to get up, get showered, and phone in sick.
Then they could get back into bed and fuck all day.
But right now logic had gone out the window.
Gabriel reached across to the bedside table and passed the bottle of lube to Bobby.
“Get me ready.”
“Fuck! Yes!”
Gabriel reached across again, opened the drawer, and grabbed a condom. He went to pass it back to Bobby, but moaned as his thick finger slid inside him. He dropped his head forward.
“I love how tight you are.”
Gabriel couldn’t think of anything to say as Bobby added a second finger.
At least he wasn’t as slow as the first time.
The man was a quick study, because he kept stroking Gabriel’s prostate and was opening his fingers as he slid them in, stretching him on the inside.
Getting past that first ring of muscle would always sting, but you needed the stretch on the inside so the pleasure would take over once you had a cock in there.
By the third finger, Gabriel was shamelessly begging Bobby to get on with it.
“How do you want it?”
“I want your full weight on top of me,” said Gabriel, rolling over so he was lying flat on his stomach.
He heard Bobby getting suited up, and then he felt his body on top of him, before the head of his cock was pushing against his entrance.
“Are you ready?”
“Just get your cock in me, Bobby.”
He slid in slowly at first, and it stung, but Gabriel breathed through it, not making a sound, as the last thing he wanted was for Bobby to stop. The rest of his thick cock slid home, and the pleasure intensified.
“Lie down on top of me and put your hands under my shoulders.”
Bobby did as asked, and Gabriel’s cock leaked when he had the full weight of the man’s muscular body on top of him.
“Now, fuck me as hard as you can.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I can take it. Please, Bobby . . . I need you to fuck me hard.”
Bobby snapped his hips, and Gabriel thought he would pass out as the air left his body.
“More . . . Bobby, I need more.”
Bobby snapped his hips again, making Gabriel moan.
Fuck, that was what he needed. Bobby showed his full strength, and he didn’t disappoint as he hammered into Gabriel’s arse at a relentless pace.
Bobby bit Gabriel’s neck, and there would be a mark there, but he didn’t care.
You’d think with dark skin they wouldn’t show up as easily, but given how hard Bobby had bitten him, he’d be wearing a collared shirt in the office for a while.
The man could mark Gabriel as much as he wanted if he was going to fuck him like this all the time.
His whole body was thrumming with pleasure, as each thrust had the fat head of Bobby’s cock rubbing his prostate.
“I’m not gonna last long if I keep going like this,” Bobby grunted.
“Don’t stop, Bobby . . . I’m so close. Please . . .”
Bobby didn’t stop, but he also didn’t speed up or slow down. He continued to fuck Gabriel hard, and with perfect aim.
“Are you close? I’m gonna cum,” said Bobby.
“Give it to me.”
Bobby’s hips snapped another half dozen times before he slammed in even harder and shouted out his release.
Gabriel could feel his cock pulsing inside him, which was enough for his own orgasm to hit.
He could feel the cum erupt from his cock onto the mattress.
The only thing that would have made it more perfect was if Bobby had fucked him bare.
Not something he usually did, but if things kept going like this, it was a conversation they’d be having sooner rather than later.
After they’d cleaned up and showered together, which had resulted in more kissing, groping, and cumming, Gabriel made them scrambled eggs on toast for breakfast. He’d sent a text to Jason saying he must have picked something up at the weekend as he had a dodgy stomach.
Thankfully, Gabriel had nothing in his diary that couldn’t be picked up by his team or moved to later in the week.
He didn’t enjoy lying to his friend, but he wanted to stay in this bubble with Bobby for just one more day, before reality crashed back in.
Bobby had actually called his manager to say he wouldn’t be in. Who still did that? The policy often said to call because it was written in yesteryear, but most people sent Teams or text messages these days.
Bobby hadn’t been overselling it when he said he was a cuddler, as they snuggled on the sofa, deciding that spending all day in bed might appear like a good idea, but when the sheets were covered in spunk, it wasn’t pleasant after a while.
If Gabriel was within Bobby’s reach, he had to be touching him. That could be interesting when they were in public and keeping things discreet. It had been Gabriel’s request, but he needed to protect himself. Based on his history with men, this all seemed too good to be true.
“What shall we get for lunch?” asked Bobby.
“I can make us a sandwich.”
“We should get something more substantial delivered.”
“Why?”
“I need to carb-load. I want to fuck you at least another two times before bedtime.”
“Yeah, well, if you carb-load me, you won’t be going anywhere near me for a while.”
Bobby sat up, looking at him with a confused expression on his face. It was adorable, and he had a lot to learn about the ins and outs of anal sex.
“Where are all those carbs gonna go?”
Bobby’s eyes widened. “Actually, wait. I remember Ryan saying something about this.” He started looking for something on his phone.
Gabriel snorted. He could imagine Bobby being a thoughtful brother and listening to Ryan talking to him about cleaning out, and showing a genuine interest.
“Here it is. Apparently, it takes at least six hours from when you eat something for it to make it to the colon, and it’s usually longer.
It just depends on how fibrous it is. So, if we get pasta for lunch, I can fuck you, and then you can do what you need to do before dinner.
I can run you a bath to relax in after you’re done, and then we can fuck again. ”
He smiled, his imaginary tail wagging. It was tempting to pat him on the head and call him a good boy. It had to be the most practical thing Gabriel had ever heard from a partner. Typical Bobby, always trying to be helpful, even with a conversation topic like this.
“You know, we don’t need to fuck every time.”
“But I thought that was your favourite thing?”
“It is, but there are plenty of other things we can do.”
“It’s my favourite thing as well. I love how tight you are.”
“Well, aren’t you a charmer, saying such romantic things?”
Bobby laughed with him, and then a frown appeared on his face, which Gabriel didn’t like.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I? And that’s why you’re suggesting we do something else?”
“No, I feel great, but if you fuck me that hard every time, I’ll probably need a break.”
“I can take it easy.”
“Don’t you dare. Next time, you can choke me a bit as well.”
Bobby’s eyes widened, but the way he licked his lips told Gabriel that he’d be up for it. First, he needed to order them some pasta. Today, he could take a leaf out of Bobby’s book and be lazy with cooking, cleaning, and all that domestic crap.
They’d had an amazing day together, lounging on the sofa, watching trashy Christmas films. They’d found several Hallmark-style films, but gay ones, some of which neither of them had seen.
All food after breakfast had been ordered in, and Bobby had delivered on all his promises, from the bubble bath to two more hard dickings, the last of which Gabriel’s body was still shuddering from.
Bobby had gripped his neck, but not as hard as Gabriel liked.
He’d looked uncertain about what he was doing, so they could build up to that.
If Bobby was genuinely uncomfortable, they could give it a miss, but Gabriel sensed it was more that his husband didn’t want to hurt him.
His husband! He couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What are laughing about?”
“I’m just wondering if there’s a question on the annulment papers about consummating the marriage. Do you think putting ‘five times in two days’ would go against us?”
Bobby looked away, although Gabriel didn’t miss the blush on his face.
“What have you done?”
“Promise you won’t get mad?”
“That depends.”
Bobby put on his sad eyes, and Gabriel couldn’t help but smile. “Fine, I won’t get mad.”
“I haven’t filed the annulment yet.”
Gabriel breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank fuck for that. I thought you were going to say something bad.”
“You’re not pissed off?”
“About being married to you? I think I can live with it.”
Bobby laughed. “I thought you’d be upset with me. I got all the paperwork, but then I kept forgetting to do it at work. When I was home, I just wanted to spend time with you, not deal with loads of boring paperwork.”
“For a successful lawyer, you’re a bit of a lazy twat, aren’t you?”
Bobby opened his mouth in surprise and then started laughing. “Fair. So, what do you want to do about the annulment?”
“Nothing right now. I need to sleep. That’s something to think about another day.”
Bobby kissed him gently and then pulled Gabriel into his arms as he had done last night.
Was this how they were going to sleep every night now?
He’d talked about them keeping things quiet for now, but that couldn’t last forever.
The people surrounding them were very intuitive.
For now, though, Gabriel was happy to stay in this bubble of happiness and delusion for as long as possible.