The Perfect Mess (7 page)

“We’ll do extra cardio tomorrow,” he sobbed. They laughed as Landon hit Send on the phone.

“I can’t believe we like the same pizza place and get pretty much the same order. I was sure that would be our first fight,” he said as he waited for the phone to pick up. Ben chuckled as he released Landon and went to inspect his movies. Landon watched Ben as he placed the order. “Do you see anything you like?” He asked as he set his phone on the coffee table. He heard an incredulous laugh as he went into the kitchen.

“You have all of my favorite movies, I haven’t seen one that I wouldn’t be happy to watch,” he said and Landon shook his head as he opened the fridge.

“Pick something,” Landon called as he pulled out two beers and shut the door.

“
Rear Window
?” Ben offered and a bark of laughter burst from Landon.

“I was in the mood for Hitchcock,” he announced. “Or some anime,” he added as he set the bottles on the counter and removed a wire cork cage then twisted the cork.

“Do you have any Studio Ghibli?” Ben asked and Landon gasped as the cork popped and his heart raced.
No one can be this perfect,
he complained.

“I think
Howl’s Moving Castle
is still paused from the last time I watched it. It’s saved to the hard drive,” he said as he worked on the other bottle.

“So, let’s watch that and then
Rear Window
?” Ben asked and Landon laughed.

“This is literally my perfect night,” he said before he released the other cork. The second pop had Ben wandering into the kitchen.

“What are you opening?” He asked as he walked in and his eyes lit up as Landon poured the first beer into a wide pilsner glass and passed it to Ben. “I love Ommegang!” He said before he took a sip then grinned. “This’ll be perfect with pizza,” Ben said and Landon chuckled as he poured his glass.

“I did very extensive research and this is my favorite pairing,” he announced and Ben tipped an imaginary cap.

“Well done, sir,” Ben said as he lifted his glass for another drink. Landon waited then handed Ben his glass.

“Take these to the coffee table and I’ll bring everything else?” He asked and Ben nodded before he turned back to the living room. Landon grabbed plates and a stack of napkins. Then frowned as he looked at the silverware drawer.

“Do you need a fork and a knife?” He kept his voice neutral. Ben was very precise about his appearance and his apartment was immaculate. Landon held his breath as he waited.

“Pfffttt… It’s pizza, Landon. Not a steak,” he replied and Landon sagged with relief.

“Thank God,” he said as he tucked the second bottle of beer under his arm and grabbed the plates and napkins. Landon set everything on the table and swiped the remote off the end table. He was working his way through the menu when Ben sat on the sofa and gestured for Landon to sit on the floor between his legs. Landon’s brows pulled together but he obediently dropped to the floor and turned his back to Ben.

“Might as well start the movie,” Ben said as his hands closed around Landon’s shoulders and started to knead. “You know they take forever,” he said and Landon tried to nod but his spine melted.

“Oh, shit,” he slurred as his head flopped forward. Ben laughed softly as his thumb worked the muscle along the side of Landon’s neck.

“It was this or blow you and I didn’t think I’d be done before the pizza got here,” he explained and Landon groaned as his cock pulsed. He’d been hard from the moment Ben stepped into his apartment and his balls were starting to hurt. He squeezed his erection through his shorts, trying to reduce some of the pressure.

“What about quick blow-jobs just to take the edge off?” He suggested and Ben’s hands stilled.

“Get up,” Ben commanded and Landon jumped to his feet.

“Only if I can suck your cock at the same time,” Landon raised a brow as he tucked his thumbs in the waist of his shorts and Ben nodded as he lifted his hips and pushed down his (Landon’s) pajama pants as he slid onto his side. Landon shook his head in disbelief once again as he got in position, straddling Ben’s face as he dove for Ben’s heavy erection. This was not the way his dates usually worked out. Not even the best of his past encounters included blow-jobs and pizza. Landon would have stopped to pinch himself if Ben didn’t have a tight grip on his shaft and the head of Landon’s cock deep in his throat. Or, if he wasn’t doing his best to swallow every, thick inch of Ben. They went at each other like wild animals and it wasn’t long before Landon could feel the pressure building in his sack and the base of his cock. “I’m close, Ben!” Landon warned. Ben hadn’t cared the night before but Landon didn’t want to assume…

“Mmm…Hmm…” Ben hummed as he hugged Landon’s hips and sucked eagerly. That was all Landon needed. He gasped around Ben’s thickness as he came deep in Ben’s throat. He felt Ben back off so he wouldn’t miss any of Landon’s come. Landon moaned as Ben’s tongue teased the slit at the end of his cock as he continued to suck. He was about to beg Ben to stop when Ben hissed. “Landon!” Landon appreciated the warning but wasn’t about to be outdone. He stroked firmly as he lapped at the head of Ben’s cock. As soon as the first spray hit his tongue, Landon wrapped his lips around Ben and sucked hungrily as he continued to work Ben’s length and sack. “Oh, shit! That’s so good!” Ben groaned as Landon swallowed the last of his release and licked him clean. Ben’s come was sweet and only slightly bitter, Landon hummed happily and was about to say that the pleasure had been all his when the buzzer went off.

“They would be fast tonight,” Landon complained as he pushed off the sofa and reached for his shorts. He swayed as the blood rushed from his head and Ben gave him a steadying hand. As soon as the room stopped moving, Landon waved and rushed toward the door. He grabbed his wallet and buzzed in the pizza guy as Ben made himself presentable.

Landon shoved cash at the delivery guy and hoped that it wasn’t obvious that he’d just got off or that he’d just swallowed. He narrowed his eyes at the delivery guy’s “Enjoy the rest of your evening.” before he used his foot to kick the door shut then carried the pizza to the living room.

“I will,” he said under his breath as he watched Ben’s ass as he bent over the table, arranging their plates and topping off their beers.

Chapter 11

A soft snore drifted from Landon’s throat and Ben smiled as he ruffled his fingers through Landon’s hair. Ben had settled Landon against his chest and rubbed his shoulders. After a blow-job, half a pizza and a bottle of really strong beer, Landon lasted about ten minutes. The first movie had ended some time ago but Ben hadn’t watched any of it. He used the time to catch his breath, mentally and emotionally. Every time he made up his mind to stop worrying about the future, to just enjoy being in the moment, Landon would say or do something perfect and romantic and it would scare Ben. He sighed as he looked around the living room, taking stock of the situation.

He loved Landon’s apartment. It was airy and bright and comfortably furnished with oversized pieces in welcoming fabrics and soft leather. There were quirky objects like a large weathered garden rooster, about a dozen of those lucky cats you find in Asian restaurants and stores and an old barber’s chair along with beautiful framed art and numerous overlapping oriental rugs. It was clean but relaxed and lived in, not like Ben’s meticulous, carefully designed apartment. He’d obsessed over every detail, down to the shade and texture of the curtains to achieve a modern gentleman’s club atmosphere. Landon’s apartment felt like a collection of found and luxury odds and ends combined haphazardly on a whim, placed in a cheerful, elegant box. Ben was currently cocooned in soft sweater knit pillows, a cashmere throw and Landon’s warm body and intoxicating scent. If he didn’t need to pee so urgently, he would have been content to stay all night.

Ben carefully slid from under Landon and after arranging him comfortably on the couch and pulling the throw blanket up to his chin, Ben went to relieve his bladder. The large antique scale by the shower made him smile. There was a large square vase in the corner and Ben’s mouth fell when he realized it was filled with tiny hotel shampoo bottles. There had to be hundreds.

When he walked back into the living room he quietly gathered the remnants of their meal and hummed under his breath as he loaded the dishwasher. He gathered the trash and neatly arranged the bag on top of the pizza box by the door. Ben discreetly peeked in Landon’s fridge as he helped himself to a bottle of water and was impressed by the selection of produce and beer. He leaned against the counter and sipped his water as he watched the fading sun bathe Landon in soft, warm light. The early hints of bitterness and concern faded and he was filled with an intense longing to be as close as humanly possible to Landon. He wanted to feel every inch of Landon’s body with every inch of his. He wanted to feel Landon inside of him. He was unexpectedly calm about it as he thought it through. Ben felt a tremor of anticipation roll through him when Landon stretched and moaned as he came awake. His hand reached and searched before he raised his head and blinked groggily as he scanned the room. When he found Ben he smiled as he sat up and stretched again.

“I keep waking up without you,” he complained and Ben felt a surge of heat and fought the urge to run across the room and tackle Landon.

“I had to sneak away to use your bathroom and then I thought I’d clean up,” he explained and Landon nodded.

“Good idea,” he said as he stood. Ben’s eyes were drawn to the erection pushing against the front of Landon’s shorts as he walked past and he was helpless to stop himself from following. He admired Landon’s ass as he leaned over the toilet and almost stopped him when he pulled his shorts back up and went to the sink. Ben’s patience was slipping but he didn’t think that bending over the sink or the cold marble floor would be ideal, so he waited as Landon washed his hands and reached for an electric toothbrush. “While I’m thinking about it!” He pulled open a drawer and waved for Ben to look inside. Ben blinked at a dozen or so brand new toothbrushes then looked at Landon. “Want to skip ahead to the Toothbrush Stage and pick one?” He asked and Ben raised a brow as he stared at Landon and blindly pulled one from the drawer.

“Do you have a lot of sleepovers?” He asked and Landon rolled his eyes as he reached for the toothpaste.

“Almost never,” he said as he applied it to his brush. “I get them from the dentist and I can’t bring myself to throw them away,” Landon explained and Ben relaxed as he opened the package and tossed it in the trash. He set his new toothbrush next to the sink then wrapped his arms around Landon’s waist and watched him through the mirror.

“I want you to convince me,” he murmured softly as he caressed Landon’s ear with his lips and Landon froze.

“Row?” He asked around the toothbrush and Ben nodded before his tongue traced the edge of Landon’s ear. Landon was still for several seconds before he went back to brushing his teeth. He finished quickly and Ben thought he might have seen Landon’s hand tremble as he turned on the water to rinse.

When Landon turned in Ben’s arms, his mouth was cool and tasted like mint as their tongues tangled and Landon guided Ben into the bedroom. They shed clothes along the way and when they fell on the bed, Ben felt a nervous flutter until Landon’s body covered his. He was smooth and hard and everywhere they touched, heat flared. Instead of feeling dominated, Ben felt revered and cherished as Landon’s hands and lips explored his body. Ben gave in and was soon swept away, need and anticipation overwhelmed him and any concerns he had were long gone.

Even though he knew what to expect, every sensation was new to Ben as Landon took him deep into his throat and his finger gently traced Ben’s hole. He should have tensed and probably asked Landon to slow down but all he felt was an urgency as his passage tingled in anticipation.

It was as if Landon could read Ben’s mind. He was tender and slow as he gently fingered Ben’s ass as he sucked his throbbing length. Three fingers stretched and probed as Landon’s lips and tongue wrapped around Ben’s cock. While it didn’t feel uncomfortable, Ben had yet to feel any real pleasure as Landon’s fingers worked inside of him. He just felt restless as he waited for Landon to touch his prostate. Ben bucked his hips and must have moaned, Landon raised his head and his hand stilled.

“Do you want me to stop?” His voice grated and was thin as he waited. Ben shook his head.

“God, no! I’m ready,” he said. “I want you to fuck me, Landon,” Ben announced and Landon groaned as his head dropped and he took Ben deep into his throat as he sucked hungrily. Ben heard ripping and Landon released Ben’s erection as he quickly stretched the condom over the head of his cock. Ben appreciated that Landon applied a generous amount of lube before he crawled over Ben’s body. Landon’s lips covered Ben’s and his tongue swirled seductively as he pressed against Ben’s puckered entrance. There was pressure and stinging as he slid past the tight ring and Landon swallowed Ben’s gasp. But Landon’s hands were everywhere and his body molded around Ben’s as he waited for Ben to relax. The tight clenching of the muscles around the head of Landon’s cock softened and Ben sighed into Landon as he felt him slowly slide forward. There was so much pressure but it was accompanied by warmth and pleasure that pooled in Ben’s groin and slid down his legs. Ben’s shoulders came off the bed when Landon reversed and a current of electric pleasure rushed through him. Landon froze.

“Are you alright?” He asked huskily and Ben nodded as his arms wrapped around Landon.

“Don’t stop!” He begged. “That was so good,” Ben breathed and he felt Landon relax in his arms as they closed around him.

Landon panted Ben’s name over and over as he smoothly rode him but all Ben was aware of was how completely saturated he was in Landon. He was everywhere around Ben and he felt so full as Landon continued to thrust slow and deep. Not that Ben wasn’t enjoying the pleasure that rolled through him but he was enthralled by how much of Landon he could feel as their bodies twisted and slid against each other. Ben’s hands splayed and pulled at Landon’s back as his legs wrapped around Landon’s as he tried to pull him closer and deeper. Landon’s hands closed around Ben’s ass as he angled his hips and Ben’s eyes crossed as Landon ground against his prostate.

“Oh, fuck,” Ben whimpered. “There!” He pleaded and Landon chuckled as he rocked into Ben.

“There,” Landon agreed as his mouth covered Ben’s and he drove forward.

Ben would have sang or recited poetry if his lips hadn’t been fused with Landon’s. He’d swear he saw stars as the pleasure swelled and the heat became more intense. The tiny gland in his ass and his sack tightened as pressure pushed up his shaft. It took Ben a moment to realize the hot, wet slick that coated their stomachs was come and that it was his. It continued to pour as pleasure and pressure swirled through his groin. Then, his nerves drew tight and Ben arched in Landon’s arms and his world became bright as it exploded.

“Jesus!” Landon gasped as Ben’s passage clenched tight and spasmed around Landon’s shaft. He bucked and groaned as his release was pulled from him and he followed Ben into blind bliss. Landon’s body shuddered and he twisted in Ben’s arms, chanting his name breathlessly. He collapsed and his breath was damp and hot in the corner of Ben’s neck as Landon’s chest heaved. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he pushed off the bed. “I don’t want to crush you,” Landon murmured and Ben shook his head and clung to Landon.

“Stay.” He held tight, still mesmerized by the perfection of Landon’s body locked with his.

“Ok,” Landon sighed as he buried his face in the corner of Ben’s neck again and slid his hands between Ben’s back and the bed. Their chests pushed against each other and Ben let the heaviness take over as his eyelids fell.

It could have been several minutes or hours when Ben’s eyes opened. Landon was asleep in his arms. At some point he had pulled out but their bodies were still intertwined. Instead of confusion or regret all Ben felt was joy. And desire. He bit his lip as he tried to decide what he wanted more as his hands skated up Landon’s back. He hummed drowsily and Ben felt warm lips slide against his shoulder.

“Do you need me to move?” Landon asked and Ben nodded as his lips found Landon’s ear.

“I need you to move exactly like you did last time,” he whispered and Landon’s head rose and he stared down at Ben in shock.

“You sure?” He asked and Ben grinned.

“I think we need to do it again, I’m not completely convinced.”