Indigo Road (15 page)

After making
our way
to our room, we lay on the bed in
a food stupor, fighting a post-feast nap. Tangling our pinky
fingers together, I asked, “Why did you pick that restaurant for
Christmas lunch?”

Alex turned to look at me, affronted. “Didn’t
you like it?”

“
God yes, the
food was great, but it wasn’t our normal type of
eating place. Even back home we don’t go to fancy places. I
just wondered why, that’s all.”

“
The
restaurant is always booked out months in advance and I was lucky I
got us in when I made the reservation before we left home. Davis is
from here so it was his suggestion. I’m sorry we argued about it
back at… wherever we were at the time. I just knew this would be a
momentous trip and I wanted today to be memorable. We’re both
without our families this year and I wanted something special to
make up for that.” Alex’s small smile faltered.

The
“You’re my family” I was going to say got stuck
in my throat. I leaned over and brushed my lips against his
instead. “You miss them.” It wasn’t a question. I knew he missed
his parents, and to a lesser extent Calvin and Davis. He spoke to
his folks every week, telling them about the great things we’d seen
and done and they kept up with the travel blog Alex updated every
few days. Of course he’d left out what happened in LA; I think he’d
probably take that to the grave.

He nodded. “Do you miss your folks?”

“
Sure, I
guess. I miss Jules, but don’t tell her that.” I laughed. “It’s a
little weird,
but I think they miss me
more than I miss them. I suppose it’s because they’re not supposed
to be here with me, with us. I should be home so they miss
something that’s not there anymore.”

“I guess that makes sense.”

Neither of us had the energy for anything
other than a few lazy kisses before we fell asleep.

I woke
sometime
later to Alex’s hard cock riding the crease of
my ass, his arms around me as he kissed and bit the back of my
neck. I swore I’d fallen asleep with my clothes on, but when I
looked down, my shirt was unbuttoned—Alex was busily tweaking my
left nipple—and my jeans were undone and around my
knees.

The
dirty bastard was also a sneaky one.

“
Ungh.” Alex
foun
d my cock and was stroking it slowly
as he caressed and kneaded my ass cheek with his other
hand.

Alex moved
slightly and his cock slid through my thighs, brushing under my
balls, making them rise into my body with each pass. Every few
strokes, his cock would push against my entrance, sending a shock
of electricity straight to my
dick, and I
ground my ass against him, seeking more contact. I quickly turned
into a moaning pile of want and need.

“
You sure
know how to wake a guy up.” I wrapped my hand around
his
on my cock and we
stroked in time to him riding my ass.

Alex bit the
fleshy part of my shoulder. “I want you. I want to be inside you.”
Alex’s warm breath washed over my skin
.
As his cock brushed my hole once more, an incoherent moan rose in
my throat.

“Please,” he breathed against my skin.

We’d been
working up to this
. I was
apprehensive
but I
wanted it. At least I thought I did.

“Do it,” I managed through clenched teeth as
I waited for him to enter me. Alex kissed the back of my neck and
ran his hand up my arm.

“
Relax, Josh.
I’m not going to do it right now
.”

“Oh.” I was strangely disappointed and
relieved at the same time.

“
Don’t move,”
Alex said as he crawled off the bed and rummaged in a shopping bag
on the floor. The sun setting over the bay cast a warm orange glow
in the room, but when Alex got up, the space left behind sent a
shiver down my spine.
I stripped quickly
and before I knew
it,
he returned, wrapping himself around me once more, his
chest to my back.

I heard the
telltale ripping of foil and the snap of a lid. “Lift your top
leg
up,” Alex instructed.

With my heart
in my throat and my nerves
zinging
around my body, I did as he asked.

“
Josh.
Relax,” he said, running his hand down my spine to the top of my
ass. “I can’t fuck you without preparing you first, it’ll hurt too
much.” Not for the first time
, I wondered
how he knew about this.

Alex did a
good job of relaxing me, kissing my neck and shoulder, stroking my
cock back to full hardness and turning me into a needy pile of goo
once more. When I felt a slick finger making circles around my
hole,
I groaned involuntarily. Alex
continued to prod and poke, spreading the lube before breaching me
with a single digit. I’d tried my finger before so it was okay, a
little weird but not bad. There wasn’t any pain, just a fullness,
and it wasn’t long before I was pushing back, taking him
deeper.

“God, that’s so hot. Talk to me, tell me how
it feels. I need to hear you, Josh,” Alex said between kisses to my
shoulder and neck.

“Feels… good. Full. Weird, but good.”

“Can you take another finger? I don’t want to
hurt you.”

Could I? I already felt so full. There was
only one way to find out.

“Yes, do it.”

After
a pause that I assumed was Alex applying more
lube, I felt a second finger squeeze in next to the first. Holy
shit, if I thought I was full before, I was bursting at the fucking
seams now. It burned and stretched but Alex was gentle, pausing
then pushing slowly, and it wasn’t long before I was rocking back
again, taking him deeper still.

He curled his fingers, touching something
inside that had me bucking almost clear off the bed.

“Found it,” Alex said almost to himself
before hitting the same spot once more.

“Fuck, do it again.”

Alex
continued to stroke my cock in time with his fingers moving in my
ass. Every time he hit that same spot
, I
thought my balls were going to explode out of my dick. My breathing
sped up.

“Do you think you can take me?”

“
Yeah, do it.
I want you inside me so bad.” My voice was not my
own
; it was littered with want, need
and
a desire
I’d never felt before.

Alex slid his
fingers from my hole, leaving an empty feeling I didn’t
like.
“Get on your hands and knees, it’ll
be easier for you, not as painful.”

I heard the
click of the lube again as I moved into position. I was about to
ask him how he knew so
much,
but the head of his cock pushing at my entrance
took any thought away.

“Fuck. Is that a baseball bat?” It was bigger
than the cock I’d sucked that morning in the shower, I was sure of
it.

“
Try and
relax,” he said, rubbing my back and neck
in an effort to
help lose the
tension I held. “Tell me what it feels like. Tell me if it hurts.
I’ll stop the second you tell me to, but holy fuck I don’t want to.
I want this so much.”

“
You’re
fucking huge.” Alex stopped moving. “No, don’t
stop
. Just… not yet. Keep
going.”

“Are you sure?”

“
Yes, fuck
me
, Alex. It has to be you.”

Alex pushed a
little more and his
cockhead breached my
ring. Christ, it burned, so much. Alex kept running a hand up and
down my back as he slid in a little more, then a little more. I
gritted my teeth and hung my head as I tried to control my
breathing.

“Omigod, you’re so tight. Feels… God, so
good.”

“Hurts,” I ground out as I exhaled hard.

“I’m almost there,” Alex breathed harshly.
“Do you want me to stop?”

“
Fuck no, I’m
not going this far ju
st to have you
stop.”

Alex chuckled. “Stubborn bastard.”

“Just fuck me.”

Alex slid in a little more and then I felt
it.

“
I’m in, I’m
inside you. I can’t g
et any more in if I
tried.” Alex sounded amazed, if a little breathless.

“
That’s
great. Just…
give me a second.” The
burning gave way to an almost pleasant fullness, if only… “Move.
Fuck me, Alex.”

Alex pulled
out
a short way before easing slowly back
in. It wasn’t long before he picked up the pace. I knew he was
holding back, not wanting to hurt me. I felt full to
overflowing
but the
burning pain had eased, replaced with a push and pull that had my
toes curling. I pulled on my cock, timing my strokes with the
thrusts of Alex’s hips, bringing me back to full
hardness.

Alex clenched
my hips, his blunt finger
nails digging
into my skin making me feel possessed, claimed, as his harsh
breathing washed over me like a sweet caress. His hips sped up,
almost with abandon, as he pumped his cock inside me, swelling,
filling me.

“
Fuck, Josh.
Yeah,
ohchristyes
.” Alex’s words ran together as he continued to work his
cock in my ass, pumping in and out in fast succession. He made it
difficult for me to keep up the pace on my dick.

When his cock
touched that spot inside me
again, I came
instantly, hot jets spraying over my hand and the bed below that
left my entire body tingling. I yelled his name with each spurt he
pushed out of me and my vision blurred.

“Josh, ahh fuck. Josh!”

I
collapsed
on
my
arms, smashing my face into the pillows as his hips stuttered, his
cock impossibly swelling more as he filled the condom deep inside
me. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, all I could do was take what
Alex gave me.

Slowing his
hips, Alex slid in one more time before collapsing on top
of me, pushing me into the wet spot.
“Fuuuuck.”

Our
breathing
was labored as we lay there in
silence trying to catch our breath. I turned my head and rested my
cheek against the pillow, not daring to move anything else. Alex
kissed me sloppily, running his hand down my side, a stupid, happy
smile on his face.

“
Are you
okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
His grin
was replaced with a look of concern as I closed my eyes and didn’t
answer right away.

“
Hmm, yes.
But it
’s a good hurt.” I opened my eyes
and smiled. “We have to do that again.”

DESPITE
THE
ache in my ass, I wanted Alex to fuck
me again when I woke the next morning. His cock was riding my butt
crease, but when the tip pressed gently against my hole, I
stiffened.

“Sorry.” Alex’s breath washed over the back
of my neck just before he kissed it.

“Don’t be. I want to do it again, just not
right now.” I flexed my ass cheeks and winced. “Ugh, give me some
time.”

“All the time you need.”

After spending most of the morning lying in
bed, we showered together, Alex washing my body with tender,
thoughtful strokes and being extra careful of my ass. Luckily we
had a late checkout. Once we were both dry and searching for some
clothes, I thought it a good time to give Alex his Christmas
present, albeit a day late.

“I have something for you,” I said just as he
buttoned up his jeans and was searching for a clean shirt. It was
laundry day.

“You do? I didn’t think you bought me
anything.”

“I know. I’m sorry, but after the ring you
gave me yesterday, my gift’s a bit lame, so…”

Alex sat on
the bed next me. “I’m sure it’s not lame. I was nervous
about
giving you the ring
hoping you wouldn’t read too much into it, so
there’s nothing to be scared of.”

Read too much into it? What the fuck did that mean?
I pushed any thoughts away about what Alex and I
were doing and what we meant to each other. Scrap that. I knew what
he meant to me, but now I wondered what I was to him. Was I his
best friend who he just happened to be fucking? Or was I something
more, like he was to me?

I sighed. Time would tell.

I rummaged around in my duffel for his
present. “It’s not much. I bought myself one too,” I said, handing
him the purple-wrapped package, which was a bit torn and crumpled
after being in my bag for so long. Even the paper looked lame.

Alex didn’t seem to notice as he ripped the
paper off and held the shirt against his chest to see if it would
fit. It was the same indigo shirt the guy at the San Francisco
B&B wore.

“I love it.” Alex’s smile chased away any
insecurity I felt. “Where did you find it?”

“Remember that B&B we stayed at in San
Fran? The guy behind the desk had one and it reminded me of the
conversation we had about what color Maude was. When I asked him,
he said he had a different color for each day of the week to match
the seven colors of the rainbow. The day we left, he was wearing
‘red.’”

“I remember seeing that but didn’t think
anything of it at the time. What color did you buy?”