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He paced the corridor outside the hall, waiting for his driver to pick him up. He’d thought they could sneak out the back of the house and grab a curry somewhere, just the two of them, but then he remembered Dixie was going to be out with Emm and Tina for a few hours sightseeing. Hmm, maybe they should take full advantage of this opportunity? Yes, and a pit stop at the florist should be easy enough. Bottle of wine, perhaps? He texted Chip again.
Wear something nice
like nothing at all (-:
Tyler’s rental was a charming brick house with white trim. It was luxurious for its small size, and the landlords rented it out to athletes every summer. They were used to the unique quirks of celebrities, like having security guards and delivery people around at all hours. Usually there were a couple of reporters stationed out front to harass whoever was renting it out. To his pleasant surprise the only person who greeted him on his arrival was a guard.
He let himself in the front door and walked through the downstairs, surprised Chip wasn’t waiting for him. He had wanted to surprise him with the flowers. He stood in the center of the dining room and listened to the silence, then heard soft music playing upstairs. A smile spread across his face. He knew that music; it was one of those romantic stations Chip liked to play when they were alone. Though his hands were full, he managed the stairs two at a time. When he opened the bedroom door, his mouth watered at the sight of Chip, naked on the bed. He lay on his stomach, his round, perky cheeks in the air, and a saucy grin on his face.
“Hi, Daddy.” He said, a teasing tone to his voice.
Tyler bit his lower lip, trying not to laugh. He didn’t find it funny, but whenever Chip said porn-like sentences, he wanted to giggle like a schoolboy. His proper upbringing had its drawbacks, usually at times like this.
“Hello, son.” Tyler did his best not to laugh, but a giggle escaped nonetheless. It was contagious, and seconds later Chip was laughing too.
Once their awkwardness subsided, Chip spoke, “Why are you standing in the doorway? C’mon, join me.”
Tyler smiled shyly, then whipped out the small bouquet of roses he’d been hiding in one hand. Chip’s face lit up.
“Oh my God, they’re beautiful.” He said.
Then, for the piece de resistance, he took his other hand out from behind him. In it was a small bouquet of wildflowers.
“Two bunches of flowers?” Chip asked, his face flushed.
“The roses are thorny, like me. The wildflowers are beautiful and sweet, like you.” Tyler blushed. He didn’t know why he was inspired today, but all he could think about was pleasing Chip. Even in the middle of his match, thoughts of Chip’s dimples threatened to derail his game.
“What brought this on?” Chip asked. “You’ve never been like this before.”
Tyler laid the flowers next to the bed, leaned down and gently kissed Chip on the lips.
“Just call me old-fashioned. Every once in a while my uptight Virginia upbringing shines through, and I give my best imitation of charming.” He kicked off his sneakers and pulled his shorts down, kicking them both across the room. He pulled his shirt over his head, and felt Chip’s hands on his hips, pulling him forward. The t-shirt flew across the room as he crashed onto the bed next to Chip, who’d turned over to reveal a raging hard-on.
“If I’d known I’d get this reaction, I’d have brought you flowers more often.” He murmured, then nuzzled Chip’s neck. His cock grew hard at the sight of his man. Seconds later Chip was on top of him, grinding their cocks together while attacking his mouth with his lips. Tyler stretched his arms around Chip and drew him into his chest, while he humped away at Tyler’s erection. Soon they became lost in the sensations, their wood creating sparks that flew up and down their bodies. Finally Tyler placed a hand on Chip’s muscular chest and pushed him back.
“Slow down or I’m going to pop now.” He gasped. “I’d like this to go on further, but just the sight of you makes me crazy.” He ran his fingers up and down Chip’s spine, lightly, and Chip shivered from the sensation, his cock pulsing against Tyler’s.
Chip took a few deep breaths, and looked deep into the dark eyes staring intently into his own. He stroked Tyler’s cheek with a feathered touch, then ran his fingers through his thick, dark hair.
“I love you, big man.” Chip whispered.
“I love you too.”
Tyler placed his hands around Chip’s neck and pulled him closer. For a moment, all he wanted was to feel Chip’s face next to his own, the warmth of his skin melting into his own skin, and for a few seconds he could imagine they were only one.
Tyler was overwhelmed with the urge to be inside him now, and couldn't hold back. He reached down and felt for Chip’s hole. He rubbed it, Chip arching his back in response, then rubbed his cock against Tyler’s, sending electric jolts racing through his body. Tyler placed his lips on the tender skin underneath Chip’s ear, kissing him with a fervor that elicited moans from deep within the younger man. His moans vibrated through his neck, somehow making Tyler’s cock even harder than it was before. He pushed it against Chip’s, and felt that familiar sensation building up inside. His thoughts grew wild, and without thinking, he grasped Chip by his hips and pulled him down next to him. He climbed on top of him, then noticed Chip’s eyes were wide open with a look of surprise.
“I’m sorry, babe, I hope I wasn’t too rough, I just needed to…” Tyler mumbled, then Chip placed his index finger over his lips.
“Shhh. You weren’t too rough. I loved it. You can manhandle me anytime you want.” Chip reached up and squeezed Tyler’s nipples.
“Damn it, boy. I wanted this to last, but I’m not sure I can. You’re driving me crazy.” Tyler moaned. His hips began rutting against Chip, his hard cock wanting to be inside him, but Tyler was doing everything he could to prolong it. He leaned down and kissed Chip on his full lips, hoping to slow down the heat building in his cock by warming up his heart with a kiss.
It only made his desire grow.
“Stop putting it off, Tyler. Fuck me, I can’t wait any more. I need you inside me now.” Chip said, his body trembling with need. Tyler took Chip’s cock in his hand, pulling on it slowly. A glistening drop of pre-come glistened on the head. He pulled Chip’s body down until his face was inches from it. Tyler snaked out his tongue and licked the head, relishing Chip’s flavor. Then he took the head of it inside his mouth, and Chip’s back arched with pleasure. He relinquished the head, and licked under Chip’s balls, working his way toward his entrance. His tongue worked its way down, then started lapping at his hole.
“Oh my God, Tyler, please.” Chip’s head moved back and forth, his eyes tightly shut, then he placed his hands in Tyler’s hair and pulled him up, not thinking of any pain he might be causing. Tyler looked at his love, his face contorted with need, then scooted up on his knees and reached over to the nightstand for the lube and condoms. He dribbled the lube on his fingers, and worked it into Chip’s ass, then slathered the rest up and down his own length. Tyler tore open the condom and unrolled it with a shaking hand. He wanted Chip so bad his whole body trembled, and he placed a hand on the bed next to Chip to keep from toppling over. Once he regained his balance, he rubbed the head of his cock against Chip’s entrance.
