becoming us (31 page)

“God, fuck, yes.” Bryce thought he could come just from getting Zac off. He made himself pull his hands away. “Just... on your knees...” If Zac just got on his knees, Bryce would do it right here, amidst the wreckage of pizza box and beer bottles and video game controllers. He didn’t care. If Zac wanted the bed, they could do that, too.

Zac whimpered when Bryce took his hands away, and then he was scrambling up to fall forward onto his hands and knees, shoving the pizza box and game controllers out of the way as he went down. “Fuck. Fuck, c’mon. I need.” His voice was half plea, half demand, a growl with an edge
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of need. He spread his legs as far as they’d go, trapped by the cotton and denim still twisted around his calves and ankles, and he turned to look at Bryce over his shoulder. “Yeah?”

“Yes, yes.” Bryce was already moving, panting, crawling to kiss the backs of Zac’s thighs and tongue his balls. God, it was so amazing to know all this was his. Moaning, he nuzzled between Zac’s asscheeks, getting a handful of each to spread Zac open for him.

Bryce didn’t want to give himself time to think; he’d wanted this so much in his fantasies.... he kissed Zac, open-mouthed and hot, shocking himself with a sharp whine as his tongue finally slid over that tight, puckered skin. Zac tasted like
Zac
, warm and clean and good. Bryce didn’t know whose crazy noises he was hearing as he let himself have what he'd wanted so long, kissing and licking and finally teasing his tongue inside.

Zac’s body opened up for him so easily, and Zac groaned, shuddering all over. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chanted, his hands clawing at the carpet without finding purchase. “Oh, God. Bryce.

Fuck...”

Oh, fuck. It was as good as Bryce had dreamed... he’d never known it would turn Zac on so much. It was
amazing
to feel Zac like this. Moaning, he fucked Zac with his tongue, getting as deep as he could. He didn’t give a damn about anything but how good it was for Zac; it was so easy to push any fears away when he knew Zac wanted it. He got a hand up between Zac’s thighs, fondling Zac’s tight, smooth balls and sliding his thumb over the sleek, wet skin behind them.

“I’m. I need.” Zac broke off with a moan, shuddering hard. His hips shifted, body pressing back toward Bryce’s mouth and fingers. “So good.” His breath came fast and rough and he reached under himself to get a hand on his dick.

Bryce just moved with him, soaking in how damn good it was to be the one to make Zac feel like this. He loved feeling Zac give it up for him, open up, push back, beg with his body. He kept his hand on Zac’s balls, feeling them get tighter, knowing what was coming and begging for it himself with the way he moaned and licked and fucked.

“
Bryce
. Fuck, ‘m gonna--”

Bryce couldn’t stop; he could
feel
Zac coming and it was so good. He pressed in as far as he could, indulging both of them until Zac’s shudders slowed. Panting hard, he pulled away a little, still flicking his tongue against Zac, feeling Zac’s orgasm still humming through him.

“Oh. Oh,
fuck
,” Zac breathed, stretching his arms out in front of him and resting his forehead on the carpet. “I... Yeah.” He lifted his head and looked over his shoulder to ask, “You okay?”

“Yeah.” Bryce looked up to meet Zac’s eyes. His breath caught and his eyes widened as he had to rein himself away from the idea of just pinning Zac to the floor and riding the perfect curve Zac’s ass until he got off. He didn’t even need to get out of his clothes. Really. Not nice, Bryce, no, no, no, but so fucking tempting. God, Zac was so hot.

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Zac just looked at Bryce for a long moment. The smile that curled his lips was slow and hot.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “You gonna fuck me?”

“Yes.” Bryce could make that much sense. He forced himself to move, tearing his eyes away from Zac because if he kept looking, he was going to forget to be good. “Wherever you are by the time I get the lube.” He was so hard he hurt, hurt so much he couldn’t believe he was still hard through it. He pushed himself to his feet, using the bed for support, and made it over to rifle the bedside table.

Bryce had just found the lube when a very naked Zac pushed him down onto the bed, crawling up over him. He was about to complain that he was still dressed when Zac dragged his fly open and got a hand on his dick.

“Fuck, I love you,” he blurted out. God, Zac looked like... better than porn. Like a sex god. All lean and sleek, with his dark cheeks stained reddish with a flush. And his eyes. Bryce suddenly understood what people meant about drowning in someone’s eyes.

Zac shoved Bryce’s jeans down around his hips and then took the lube away from him. “I love you, too,” Zac said, slicking his hand and wrapping it around Bryce’s cock again. “And I want you in me.”

Bryce made himself stop looking at Zac’s eyes and hanging on every word that dripped from Zac’s beautiful mouth long enough peel off his shirt. “You can have me.” It was so hard to think and talk with Zac touching him and saying things like that. Bryce wriggled and with a few shoves and kicks, he got his pants down and off. Being naked only felt right. “I love being yours.”

Zac’s gaze raked over him. “You are so damn hot,” he growled, leaning down over Bryce to kiss him hard on the mouth. He shifted, and then he was sinking down onto Bryce’s cock. Tight, so tight.

“Zac...” Bryce grabbed the covers in both hands so he wouldn’t grab anything else. Oh, fuck, he hadn’t expected
that
just then. He sucked in a breath and then moaned, watching Zac take him in, trying to look at all of Zac at once. He kept coming back to Zac’s face because he could see so much right there.

Taking slow, deep breaths, Zac opened up and took Bryce in. He was incredibly tight, even after his ass was flush with Bryce’s hips. “God, you feel so fucking
big
like this,” he said, but it didn’t sound anything like a complaint. Zac loved that Bryce had a big dick; Bryce knew it.

“You feel so fucking
good
.” Sex with Zac was heaven. Bryce had to breathe short and fast to keep control of himself; he wanted Zac so much, wanted more, wanted to come so badly he could almost taste it. But above and beyond all that, he wanted something even better. He wanted to watch Zac want him, need him, use him, wanted to watch Zac love him and trust him. Letting go of the covers, he stroked Zac’s thighs. “You can have me any time,” he promised.

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“All the time.” Zac just rested there for a moment and Bryce waited, letting him get used to it.

When he finally moved again, it was slow, rising up until just the head of Bryce’s cock was still inside him and then sinking all the way down again. The noises Zac made as he moved sounded like purring.

“You’re incredible.” Bryce couldn’t resist anymore. He pushed himself up, cradling Zac with his body, wrapping Zac up in his arms, and leaned in for a kiss. He loved to touch Zac; he’d always loved it, loved how willing Zac was to be close. He’d never guessed it would lead here.

Zac slid the fingers of his clean hand into Bryce’s hair, holding on as they kissed. His tongue swept through Bryce’s mouth, teasing, licking at Bryce’s tongue, and finally he really moved, rode Bryce’s cock the way Bryce loved it so much.

Bryce held Zac close and kissed him back hungrily, hands stroking up and down Zac’s back, over his ass and thighs, and back up. He held out as long as he could, kissing and touching, before he was overwhelmed by how good it felt for Zac to ride him. He let go and fell back into the pillows, grabbing at Zac’s hips to move with him. “God,
yes
.” His voice sounded like it was being wrenched out of him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Zac’s face.

Zac rested his hands on Bryce’s chest and fucked himself on Bryce’s cock, moaning like he just couldn’t hold it in.

Bryce knew how Zac felt; he couldn’t hold himself together either. Every little move Zac made sent rushes of pleasure through him, and he could hardly breathe. “Zac, I...” His back arched, and he whimpered, fucking Zac harder, pulling Zac down to him with every thrust. He’d held back so long, letting go felt overwhelming.

“Yeah. Yeah, like that.” Zac’s voice came out unsteady and rough; he was writhing, driving himself down onto Bryce’s dick. “Wanna feel you come for me. Come in me.” Coming was intense; Bryce could only gasp Zac’s name before he was left silent and breathless by his orgasm. His back arched, and he shook with one jolt after another. It felt like he couldn’t stop, like he was caught in a loop of pleasure. It was so good, feeling both of them made hotter and slicker with his come.

When he finally came down, he was trembling and dizzy. Everything was dark, and he realized that his eyes were closed. He opened his eyes, trying to focus on Zac’s face.

“So hot,” Zac murmured, leaning down over Bryce to press soft kisses to his lips and jaw. “God, that was so hot.” Zac’s hands traced waves and spirals over Bryce’s chest and sides, stroking him.

Bryce couldn’t make his mouth work at first, so he just nodded. Unlocking his fingers from Zac’s hips was the next task, letting go so he could wrap his arms around Zac and hold on and breathe. “Yeah,” he finally got out.

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“Never thought a piece of paper would make sex feel so damn good,” Zac muttered, his kisses finally travelling back toward Bryce’s mouth.

“Not the paper,” Bryce mumbled, turning to get kisses. “‘S
you
.” Zac was the reason everything was so good. Bryce felt warm and giddy all the way through.

Zac sat up, denying Bryce those kisses. He was shaking his head, grinning. “Nope. It’s
us
.” Zac’s body squeezed tight around Bryce’s so-sensitive dick, and all Bryce could do was moan in agreement.

Once he could breathe again, Bryce leaned up and got his arms around Zac, then rolled them over so that he was on top. Rumbling happily, Bryce ducked his head and kissed Zac’s neck, getting his fix of Zac’s soft skin like that. With Zac trapped under him, he kissed up to Zac’s ear and then nipped it. “Mostly you.”

Zac groaned, neck arching, and Bryce knew he’d won. He sighed happily against Zac’s ear.

“Love you,” he whispered. He shifted to push himself up on his elbows and looked down at Zac.

“You okay?” He stroked Zac’s cheeks and scalp, admiring Zac’s beauty. It had been a hell of a long day.

“‘M good.” Zac certainly looked good, flushed with pleasure and shiny with sweat, his eyes still dark and wide. “You?”

“Better than ever.” Forget what anyone beyond them knew or thought. There was only so much energy in the world and Bryce was spending his on his relationship. He kissed Zac on the mouth, savoring the soft fullness of Zac’s lips. “Ready for bed?” He shifted a little over Zac, offering himself up if Zac wanted him again.

“Mmm.” Zac pulled him in for more kisses. “I could sleep. Lemme set my alarm, so I can wake you up with some mind-blowing sex tomorrow, huh?”

“If you
insist
.” Bryce rolled off and flopped on the bed, laughing. Tomorrow. More sex. More Zac. More
them
. Bryce was looking forward to it; he realized now how often he’d dreaded the idea of another day of potential failure yawning in front of him every time he went to bed.

Things were different now.

Zac laughed, rolling away to fiddle with his alarm clock. “I insist. I think I’m gonna insist on it a lot.” He snuggled up next to Bryce again and grinned wickedly. “Like, really a lot.”

“I think I can deal with that.” Bryce got his arms around Zac and pulled him close, then tucked the blankets up around them. At some point, the TV had turned itself off and the console was idling. The lights were out on the scattered controllers. “As much as you like. No one’s going to notice us sleeping together.” He was realizing that people didn’t notice much that didn’t affect them.

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“Awesome.” Zac rewarded him with a kiss, then broke away to yawn widely. He blinked, looking surprised, and smiled sheepishly. “Long day.”

Bryce couldn’t help laughing. He pressed a kiss to Zac’s forehead. “Go to sleep, baby. Try and get to dreamland before people come lurching back in from the crew house.” He sighed happily and snuggled up.

Zac tucked his head down against Bryce’s shoulder, nodding sleepily. “Mmkay. G’night.” Bryce pressed his cheek to Zac’s warm head, feeling the slight stubble of Zac’s hair growing in.

Maybe he’d help Zac shave it next time they showered together. This felt as good as it had in first year, being close to Zac, as good and so much more; it surprised him now to realize what he’d felt then, how close it had been to love. He stayed awake as long as he could manage, feeling Zac relax into sleep in his arms, before he fell asleep in turn.

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The alarm went off, soft beeps that dragged Bryce out of sleep. Zac was a warm, heavy weight against him, still sound asleep. Bryce reached over, way over, and tapped the alarm to turn it off.

As he moved, his morning erection rubbed against Zac’s hip.
Oh. Nice.

Bryce looked down at Zac again, remembering how many mornings he’d lain in bed and fantasized about this, how much the thought had turned Zac on. He reached for the lube and flipped it open as he ducked his head to press a tender kiss to Zac’s beautiful mouth.

Zac made a little mumbling sound and shifted back against Bryce, but didn’t open his eyes.

Bryce kissed him again and slid a slick hand between them, sliding his palm against Zac’s dick.

“I love you,” he whispered against Zac’s lips.

Zac’s hips came up, pushing his cock into Bryce’s hand, as his eyes slowly blinked open. He focused on Bryce and smiled. “Mmm. Hey.”

“Hi.” Bryce loved that sleepy smile. He kissed Zac again and slid his fingers down between Zac’s thighs, nudging them into the warmth there so he could touch and tease. “Good morning.”

“Oh.” Zac parted his legs and got a hand in Bryce’s hair. “Very good. Yes. Love you.” He was never very coherent in the mornings, but apparently he could manage enough to lick into Bryce’s mouth and kiss him slow and hot.