Size Matters (7 page)

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. We both love that you are.”

“Size queen. It’s not an insult?”

“Absolutely not. It’s code for my lover has a big fat cock and yours doesn’t.”

Trey’s laughter rang out, bright and happy. Lucien did love that sound.

He continued fucking Trey with the plug, changing the angle until Trey jerked and cried out.
Oh, there
. Right there. Lucien pegged it, over and over.

“Gonna get you all revved up and then spank you, let you come over my lap.”

“Oh, God.”

“Yeah, I know exactly what you need and I’m going to give it to you.” He kept thrusting the plug in.

“Please. Please, more.”

“I won’t stop.” Lucien thrust the plug faster, letting Trey really have it.

He wasn’t going to let Trey come, though. He wanted his baby needy so Trey could enjoy the spanking.

When the rocking and noises became desperate, Lucien eased off and settled the plug inside Trey’s body.

“Please. Please. Touch me.”

“I don’t want you to come again before your spanking.” He settled on the bed, just like he’d done before, with the headboard against his back. “I’m going to help you lie over my lap for the spanking.”

“I don’t think I can move.”

He stroked Trey’s spine. “I’ll help you, baby.”

Trey nodded, looking a bit overwhelmed, panicked. He eased Trey down onto his lap, that deep red, needy cock between his legs.

“Shh. Shh. Easy, baby.”

“Easy. God, I’m excited.”

“I know. You want to be careful not to come yet.” Lucien stroked Trey’s spine.

“Uh-huh. It’s hard.”

Still petting, Lucien chuckled. “You said ‘hard’.”

“I know I did.” Trey relaxed for him. That was better.

Lucien wanted Trey keyed up, but not so desperate he came at the first swat.

Holding his thighs together, he put some pressure on Trey’s cock. “You’re allowed to come during this.”

“Okay. Okay.”

“God, you’re sexy. You make me want to do so many things to you. But first this.” He raised his hand up then brought it down on Trey’s ass. He didn’t spank Trey hard, but it made a good noise.

Trey tensed, stopped breathing.

He rubbed Trey’s butt. “You have to breathe, baby.”

“I… Sorry.” Trey looked so worried.

“It’s just fine, baby. You’re doing so well.” He kept rubbing, humming soothingly.

“Can you please keep talking to me?”

“I can. I will.” Bending double, he kissed Trey’s rump. “One day I’ll make you come, just from talking to you. Of course today is not that day. Today I’m going to spank you.”

“It’s a little scary, that’s why. Just a little.”

“You want it, though. You want it more than it scares you. I can tell from the way you’re still hard. From the fact that you haven’t used your safe word.” He swatted Trey again. “And you’re going to be into it in a moment, and your nerves will disappear.”

“Oh, good. Good. I want to know.”

“I know. You want to know it all.” Lucien loved that innate curiosity that Trey had. He smacked Trey again, then again. “Just feel my hand on your ass.”

Trey nodded and seemed to ease for him. Lucien kept speaking, not saying anything of consequence, just talking. He spanked as he talked, keeping it hard enough to feel, but light enough that the burn built slowly. It took a dozen swats before Trey began to rock into him, to respond.

“Oh yeah, just like that.” He slowed down, hit a little harder so Trey could really feel each swat.

Trey’s breath huffed out of him, and he gave a full body shiver.

“Your ass looks amazing with my handprints on it.” Lucien loved it.

“It burns.”

“How’s your cock?” He could feel it between his thighs, hot and leaking.

“Hard. Heavy. Wet.”

“You need to come, baby?” He rubbed Trey’s ass.

“Uh-huh.” Trey wriggled from side to side.

He continued to touch Trey’s ass, then lifted his hand. “Then come.” He dropped his hand, smacking Trey and hitting the end of the plug.

“Ow!” Trey jerked forward.

“Ow?”

“That stings.”

“It was supposed to send you over.” He touched Trey’s ass again, letting his little finger push at the base of the plug.

“Oh. Oh. Oh.” Trey shivered and humped his leg.

That was better. He needed to learn about Trey as much as Trey needed to learn about him and the things they would do together. He kept nudging the base of the plug. Trey’s body seemed to be on fire, cock leaking for him.

“I want you to come for me,” he said again.

Trey nodded, almost hysterically.

“Do it now.” Lucien pushed the end of the plug in hard.

Heat splashed on his thighs, his boy coming hard. Groaning, he massaged Trey’s ass, making the orgasm last. Trey’s moan split the air, so rough, so raw.

He helped Trey to sit, curled up against him. That taut ass burned on his, the skin well-marked. He kissed Trey, sucking on his lover’s tongue as he stroked Trey’s back. His sweet boy was working the plug, still. So needy.

Thank God they’d found each other.

“Good?” he asked.

“Uhn.”

That was a delicious answer. He hugged Trey tight, holding onto his baby.

Chapter Three

Trey headed to the coffee shop with Happy. He hadn’t seen Lucien in what felt like forever, both of their jobs keeping them busy, but he was done with a couple of short stories and he was hoping they could hook up in the next couple of days. He’d left some messages, but he didn’t want to be desperate, so he headed out for a latte. The trip would distract him from his worries that he hadn’t heard back from Lucien yet. He hadn’t left it too long, had he?

Anthony greeted him warmly, sending him to sit while the man made his coffee.

His phone dinged. A text message from Lucien. Putting in his earbuds, he listened to the message.

You called?

“Text Lucien. Just wanted to say hi. Finished story. Send.”

Lucien’s answer came back immediately.

Reward time?

Trey hoped so. He let Lucien know to call when Lucien had the time and that he was grabbing a latte.

He was about halfway through said latte when the bell on the door rang and solid, sure footsteps sounded.

“Hello, Trey.”

“Lucien.” He had missed Lucien, so much.

Lucien touched his arm, then his cheek, tilting his head. “Hey, baby.” Then Lucien’s mouth closed over his.

Oh. Oh, goodness
. Trey gasped, the pressure of Lucien’s tongue delicious.

Anthony wolf-whistled and still the kiss went on, Lucien only ending it several moments later.

“Get a room, you two,” Anthony teased.

Lucien ignored the comment. “Let me take you home and blow your mind, Trey.”

“Uh-huh.” He grabbed Happy’s harness, his coffee. “See you, Anthony.”

“Bye, honey.” Anthony was laughing at him.

“I’ll see you soon.”

“Uh-huh.”

Lucien took Trey’s latte and put his hand on Lucien’s arm. “I’m glad you texted. I’ve been missing you.”

“I missed you, too. I didn’t want you to feel like I was stalking you or anything.”

“Baby, I promise to say something if you start being stalkerish, but I’m betting that’s not going to happen.”

“Thank you. How’s the gym?”

“It’s good. Running itself more and more. Luckily I have clients to train or I’d get bored.”

“Being bored is the worst.”

They waited for the light.

“Well, I read a lot. And I’ve been checking out online stores, looking up things to keep my very own size queen happy.”

“Lucien! Have you?” Trey was shocked and excited. Mostly the latter.

“I have. There are so many options and I can’t wait to explore them all with you.”

Trey chuckled. He was going to have to write a lot of books to keep up with Lucien, he could tell.

“Have you been using The Boyfriend at all?” Lucien asked.

His cheeks heated. Had he? Only every time he needed to fall asleep. “Huh?”

Lucien laughed. “Your face says yes.”

“My face is silly.”

“Are you saying it’s lying?” Lucien stopped and opened the gate for him, the bell ringing.

“No. I’m saying it’s silly.”

“No, I love your face. It’s beautiful and it tells me things when you don’t want to.”

Oh. Oh, that was possibly the coolest thing ever.

Lucien kissed him again, lips full and warm and soft. Trey decided he liked outside kisses. A lot.

The wind blew, the scent of rosemary suddenly strong. Trey sniffed deeply, everything new and fresh, and he grabbed hold of Lucien. One hand landed on his ass, Lucien bringing their bodies together.

Happy barked.

“Should we go inside?” Trey asked, tightening his hand on her harness.

“Yeah, we should. The things I want to do to you are not suitable for public.”

Trey wasn’t sure where the door was, but Happy knew and so did Lucien.

“Stairs,” murmured Lucien, then they were up them and at the door, Lucien putting his hand on the door lock.

He got them in and got Happy settled, the rhythm of taking care of her easy and right.

“Here’s your coffee.” Lucien put it in his hand when he was done with the dog. “You want anything to eat along with that coffee?”

“No. No, I ordered a pizza earlier, but I didn’t want it.”

“Oh, cold pizza makes a great post-sex snack.” Lucien tugged him close, lips pressing against his cheek, his chin, his neck.

“I like that. It tingles.”

“You have the best skin. So soft.” Lucien put his hands on Trey’s ass and lifted him.

He wrapped around Lucien and held on.

Lucien hummed, the sound happy. “I’m taking you to the bedroom.”

“Yes. Yes, please.” It had been too long. Since when had a few weeks been too long? Trey was in big trouble here.

“Yeah. Feels like forever.” Lucien lowered him onto the bed, still placing kisses over his face and neck.

“Eons. Please.”

“I can’t wait to feel your tight heat around my cock.”

“Uh-huh.” He was slick and ready, wanting it.

“You been using The Boyfriend to keep yourself happy, baby?” Lucien asked again, tugging at his clothes.

He answered easily this time. “Yes. God, yes. Lots.”

“Good. I brought you a new Boyfriend. Can’t have too many dildos.”

“What? Another one?” What was it like? Was it big? He was immediately fascinated.

“If you’re going to keep me off limits while you’re writing, there’s going to be another one each time I come see you.”

“Each time?” God, he was a lucky bastard.

“Yep.” Lucien had his shirt off and was working on his slacks, Lucien’s fingers touching him through them as button and zipper were dealt with.

Trey reached for Lucien’s shirt, but he was clumsy with need. Lucien left his pants half-open, pulling the shirt off for him, letting him at Lucien’s warm skin. All he could do was moan, entranced by that warm skin, the heavy muscles.

“The new dildo is less like a penis and more like three different sized circles. It’ll feel amazing inside you.”

“Circles… Can I see?”

“Uh-huh. You finish working your pants off while I strip the rest of the way and get it for you.” Lucien kissed his right nipple, before getting off the bed.

“’kay.” He stripped off, putting the clothes on the chair by the bed.

“I washed it at home so it would be ready to play with.” Lucien placed the cold, rubbery dildo in his hands.

He squeezed, laughing at the give, at the almost gummy texture.

“You want a little give with a dildo, but not too much. You feel how the middle circle is bigger than the other two? Can you imagine it sliding into your ass?”

“Uh-huh.” Trey totally could.

“Slick it up, I want to watch you fuck yourself with it.”

“What? Now? You don’t want me?”

“I do. I want this more. Just a few strokes.” Lucien’s hand landed on his belly, petting him. “Then it’ll be me.”

“Okay.” Trey wasn’t ashamed. He just needed to know that Lucien wanted him.

“It’s going to be so hot, watching you fill yourself with it.”

There was pure desire in Lucien’s voice and that heated Trey as he rested back on the bed, fingers unerringly going for the lube.

“God, you’re stunning,” Lucien told him.