A Likely Story: A Wayward Ink Publishing Anthology (23 page)

Once he got the bottles of water, he left one on the counter for Tom in case he wanted it; then he returned to his drawing.

After relieving himself, Tom took a quick look around Will’s bedroom as he walked back to the stairs. The open plan of the studio allowed him to view the lower part of the apartment. He could easily see down over the entire studio, and noticed that Will was back in front of his work.

As compelling as the slide was, he wasn’t going to use it even though he desperately wanted to. Instead, he decided he was going to sneak up behind Will without him noticing. He slowly and quietly walked back down the stairs and moved toward Will.

Will was so completely lost in thought that he didn’t hear Tom’s approach, but felt the actor’s large hands on his bare shoulders. Tom licked his lips and leaned in to whisper.

“So, is that how you see me?” Tom asked with wonder in his voice.

His hands traveled closer together on Will’s shoulders, almost meeting at the base of his neck. He rubbed his thumbs up and down along the spine. At Will’s gasp and breathless
yes
, Tom continued his ministrations as Will’s head rolled forward.

Tom slowly started to massage Will’s neck, his hands on either side. He slid his fingers into Will’s short hair, his nails scraping slightly as he took hold.

Will’s mouth fell open and he let out a low moan. “God, that feels so good.”

“I think it’s time you told me what kind of scene
you
would like to see in my movie, don’t you?”

Will could barely breathe, but his brain knew what was happening and it was screaming at him.
HELL FUCKIN’ YES!!!
He was thankful he had replaced the cap on the water bottle. He let it drop to the floor and leaned back against Tom’s firm body.

Tom continued his hold in Will’s hair. The touch sent tremors down to Will’s groin which caused his cock to slowly thicken. Will reached his hands around the back of Tom’s thighs and pulled him even closer. As soon as he felt Tom’s hard member pressed against the top of his ass, he whimpered. He had no chance of holding it back.

“Well, something like this would be good to see,” Will finally responded.

“Ah, but much better to feel and participate than to watch, hopefully.”

“Mmm.” It was the only thing Will could say in agreement.

Tom released his hold on Will and took a step back. He was so hard the zip of his jeans was actually hurting his cock.

Will sagged and whimpered at the loss of contact, but turned to face Tom. This was his celebrity crush—half naked and fully hard in his apartment—and he wanted to know what Will thought was missing from his movies. This was unbelievable, and a once in a lifetime chance. No need for words now.

Will followed Tom and stepped forward, placing his hands on Tom’s low-rise Seven’s. Fingertips lightly grazed against his warm skin, working their way down inside. He leaned forward and puffed a breath of hot air onto Tom’s left nipple, which caused goosebumps to break out over Tom’s well-defined chest.

The hum that came from Tom was all the encouragement Will needed as he poked his tongue out to lick the nipple, causing it to harden and extend.

Will’s right hand left the comfort of the waistband of Tom’s jeans and glided up his side, massaging along the way to the unattended nipple. Will took a firm hold of it between his thumb and forefinger and gently pulled, causing the most delicious sound to escape from Tom.

The pull dragged conscious thought back to Tom’s brain as he too was lost in the sensation and the situation. He slid his large hands around Will’s back and pulled him into his body, and then let his hands travel down over Will’s jeans-clad ass, squeezing and molding his hands around Will’s bubble butt.

That caused Will to forget about the nipple as he dropped his head back and moaned.

“Oh my God… your hands… on my butt… this can’t be. … ” he panted. He couldn’t finish his thought again.

“Oh, it’s happening, Will.” Tom spoke firmly, having guessed what he was trying to say. “And a whole lot more will happen too, if I have my way.”

Desire flooded Tom’s eyes, which ignited a fire within Will’s, and he was unable to stop his lips from attacking Tom with a passion he never knew he had.

The responding grunt and firmer grasp on his ass caused Will to push and walk Tom backward toward the stairs.

“Up the stairs. I have to see all of you, and I want you in my bed.”

Not needing to be told twice, Tom removed his hands, grabbed one of Will’s and practically ran them up to the bedroom. Will’s feet had barely touched the landing when Tom pulled him into his embrace, their lips locking again.

Tom’s cock was aching now, and the throb against his jeans was too much. He moved his hands to unbutton the fly and hastily remove the garment. Will was just as eager to discard his own clothing. They both struggled to be free of their pants, but still maintained some contact between their lips.

After fumbling and grunting for a minute, both gave up contact, stripped their jeans off, and kicked them aside, completely forgotten.

“Holy Shit,” Will spoke. “Please don’t move. I may never get to see this again, and I
have
to look at you.”

Tom stood, his feet planted shoulder width apart. He tried to relax as Will raked his eyes slowly from his toes to his head.
Perfect
was all that Will could think as he took in the sight of Tom Kent, standing in front of him in only his black, Andrew Christian mesh briefs with yellow waist band. The underwear revealed his delicious, thick cock, which was bulging and trapped, looking like it would break out of the see-through material.

His eyes touched every place he wanted. His hands couldn’t wait to explore those strong, big thighs, tight abs, impressive pecs, and broad shoulders.

Tom couldn’t remember the last time he’d had such a hot guy standing naked in front of him. He was surprised when they had both finally stripped, him leaving his briefs on, that Will was commando beneath his jeans. And as his Will took in the sight of
‘Tom Kent—movie star’
, Tom peered back at Will with the same hunger and amazement.

“You had nothing on under your jeans?” Tom asked while he licked his lips, unwilling to stand there any longer without contact. He stepped forward and gently cupped Will’s sack, softly fondling it. “That is sexy as hell!” he said as he leaned down to suckle at Will’s ear.

A sensitive spot for Will, this motion drove him nuts and he grabbed a handful of Tom’s hair to hold him there. Will’s other hand suddenly had a tight grip on Tom’s shoulder, and he lifted a leg up around Tom’s hip and ground their hard cocks together.

Tom reached for Will’s other leg and managed to move them until the back of his legs hit the bed and they fell backwards. Will recognized they were falling and released his hold on Tom’s shoulder, throwing his hand down to stop them from smashing together.

Will finally pulled Tom away from his ear and repositioned him so he could slowly kiss every part of Tom’s neck, chest, and abs. He worked his way down to the top of his underwear.

He licked along the yellow waistband, and then grabbed the sides to slide them off Tom’s body completely, freeing his huge cock. Tossing them aside without a care, Will’s hands and tongue tingled with anticipation at the thought of touching and tasting Tom’s cock.

He glanced up at Tom and saw the look of sheer want that crossed his features. Will wasn’t waiting any longer. Still holding eye contact, he leaned in and nuzzled Tom’s heavy sack, relishing the heady, musky scent. His tongue peaked out and traced the same line as his nose had; then he wrapped his lips around one ball and sucked it into his mouth. With his tongue swirling around the orb, Will’s hands settled on Tom’s thighs, holding and squeezing. He released the testicle with a popping sound and licked up Tom’s shaft in one long, slow glide.

Tom arched his back, pressing his head into the mattress at the contact around the swollen head of his member. His hands grabbed at the blankets covering the bed as Will sunk down on him farther and farther.

His nose rested against Tom’s pubic bone as Will relaxed and swallowed, taking him deeper into his mouth and down his throat. He held that depth for a few moments and set a good pace gliding his mouth up and down the spit-slickened, rock-hard shaft.

Will gobbled at Tom’s cock. He simply could not get enough. His own cock was straining with hardness, but he left it untouched. He was living out his fantasy and didn’t want to take a moment away. He would have his own pleasure through worshiping Tom.

Tom could feel the tightness in his groin and lower stomach. Will was magnificent with his mouth and tongue. He didn’t want to cum, but was unable to pull back. He hoped it would be the first of many for the evening.

Tom reached down and carded his fingers through Will’s hair. Will understood the movement, felt Tom’s balls draw up, and knew his release was approaching. Will relaxed and loosened his jaw, allowing Tom to take over and fuck his mouth. Within minutes, Tom let go with a yell and Will greedily swallowed Tom’s seed.

Content that he’d sucked him dry, Will sat back on his heels and looked up to meet Tom’s glazed, hooded eyes. A lazy smile cross Tom’s lips and one hand reached out toward Will. A small amount of cum had escaped his mouth and was dribbling down his chin. Tom swiped the cum with his thumb, brought to his own mouth, and sucked it off.

Overcome with desire, Will launched himself on top of Tom, forcing him to fall back completely onto the bed. He placed a leg on either side, straddling him.

Knowing that Will was still hard and probably weeping from his tip, Tom worked one of his hands between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around him. Tom could feel Will’s cock pulse with the need to release.

With a few quick, sure tugs, Will was spurting warm, sticky fluid all over Tom’s abs and chest.

After recovering, Will sat up and looked down at the perfect sight of Tom covered in cum beneath him.

Tom pulled Will back down to kiss him deeply and flipped him over on his back. He used his tongue to worship Will’s mouth, neck and nipples. Tom was getting hard again and wanted to take him. He desperately wanted to be inside that perfect, bubble butt.

“Turn over. I want your ass.” His voice was so deep and husky, Will just had to comply.

Will shifted onto his stomach and willingly spread his legs, exposing his hole. He turned his head to look over his shoulder in time to see Tom lick his lips and dribble some saliva into the crack of his ass.

Fingers trailed down, following the spit and circled his hole. Will sighed in contentment when Tom’s finger breached and pushed in. He wiggled his butt, wanting more as Tom inserted another finger and began scissoring and stretching, and the words escaped him at the same time.

“More Tom, please!” he begged.

First Tom wanted a taste, so he moved down and positioned himself between Will’s legs and licked him from the sack straight up. He did that twice, and then flicked at the puckered hole before plunging his tongue inside.

Thoroughly enjoying the tonguing, Will moaned and still begged for more. Minutes later, Tom gave in to Will’s requests and slid his body up over Will’s.

He grabbed hold of his once again thick cock and teased Will before guiding the head inside. The tight and warm cavern was almost too much for Tom. He had to pause and concentrate to slow down his breathing and heart rate.

Will wasn’t having any of this. He didn’t like that Tom had stopped, so he started pushing back, inching more of Tom inside him, forcing Tom to move with him. Inch by inch they worked together until his cock was fully embedded deep inside.

Slow, deep pumps. Neither could stop the moans and grunts and neither really wanted to.

The heat and tension built until Tom pushed Will’s left thigh up to spread his ass cheeks even wider so he could push impossibly deeper. On the deep push, Tom would snap his hips, hitting Will’s sweet spot repeatedly, making him scream. His right hand reached out and grabbed onto Will’s, entwining their fingers, and with one final push, Tom released and came inside him. This triggered Will’s orgasm and he exploded at the same time, all over the bed.

Both panted and were covered in sweat, but neither was willing to move. They just wanted to lie there and enjoy the afterglow of their passion.

Tom finally softened and slipped out of Will. He lay down on his side and pulled Will closer so he was tucked up against his chest.

“That was unbelievable,” Tom murmured into Will’s neck as he placed lazy kisses in between his words. “I don’t have to be anywhere, can I stay?”

Will snuggled back into him and got settled. “Mmm, that would be perfect.”

Both drifted to sleep with contented smiles and sated bodies.

In the morning Will woke and stretched his used body. He reached out beside him and turned when he felt nothing. He’d woken up alone. He huffed to himself, but muttered out loud, “Well, what did I expect, breakfast in bed? Yeah, right.”

A noise from his nightstand caught his attention. His cell was beeping with a message. Will slid across the rumpled sheets to grab the phone. He touched the screen to unlock it and a message from
TK
popped open.

That was perfect. Your version of the scene was much better. Maybe we should go over it again. My place next time. :P

With a bright smile, Will echoed, “Perfect”.

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