Chapter Fifty-one

“That’s right. Take it all off.” Tyler was enjoying the show as Gavin’s hands rubbed his chest and stomach, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Undoing his tie, he tossed it toward the phone. As he removed his belt, he slung it over his shoulder, letting his pants drop. He was wearing boxer briefs, which only excited Tyler more.

Gavin touched his cock, grabbing it lightly. “I know you wish you could touch it.”

Tyler had never used a phone for sex before and felt incredibly awkward as he tried to hold the phone so that Gavin could see him too. “I do. I want to touch you so badly.”

Gavin’s cheeks went red as he grabbed the belt and snapped it. That caught Tyler’s attention. He did enjoy it rough. “You have a thing for collars, right?”

“I do.” He grabbed himself, rubbing the silk sheet against his cock as he watched Gavin put the belt around his neck, pulling it taut.

“I wish you could take control of me. Pull it hard, shove it in.” He pulled on the belt himself, and walked toward the phone, leaning down. “Can you give me a little show?” Tyler got on his knees, keeping the blanket covering his package. Arranging the comforter, he propped up the phone. His hands went through his hair, and he felt the heat on his cheeks. He preferred being in his comfort zone. Without being able to put his hands on Gavin and force him to do something, he didn’t know how to be the most dominant one. Gavin was much more suave. “You are the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“I feel like a fool.”

“I love being submissive. But this puts us on the opposite end. And I won the bet.” He slowly held out the belt. “Why don’t you go grab yours?” Tyler staired at the screen for a minute. He got up to grab a belt, realizing he would have to grab Bram’s. That felt wrong. His leg also immediate felt like it caught fire as he tried to put too much weight on it. He sat back on the bed. “I can’t. I don’t have my belt right now.”

“That’s fine. Sit how you were before.” Tyler got back on the bed, letting the silk sheet cover just enough. “Put your hands on your knees.” Gavin’s voice was calm. A flowing stream Tyler wanted to be swept away by. “Now close your eyes. Run your hands along your thighs, then slowly trail your fingers over your body. Imagine it’s me touching you. Nibbling at your ear, blazing a trail of fire down to your neck. I’d leave my mark on you. That way you remember me every time you look in the mirror.” Tyler dared to open his eyes, to see that Gavin was now sitting in a chair in front of the phone, his dick stood tall, twitching as he watched Tyler with those dark, greedy eyes of his. They were a bright brown that had a burgundy color to them and shined darkly when he was aroused.

As soon as Gavin saw that he was looking, his own hands roamed, and he touched the tip of his cock gently. “Show me all of you.” Tyler pulled the silk off of him and touched himself like Gavin was. This was more stimulating than he thought it would be. “I wish I could take you in my mouth,” Gavin said, slowly pushing two fingers between closed lips. “I would let my tongue run over you. Loving the way you fill me.”

Watching Gavin touch himself, sucking two fingers as if it was his cock was nearly excruciating. He arched in the chair, his body, slim and soft. His skin smooth and pale. Tyler moved his hand more quickly over his shaft, meeting the urgency Gavin had taken on as his lips claimed his fingers. As he pulled them out, a line of saliva followed, and Gavin used those fingers to wrap around himself. “I wish I had something I could use as lubricant. But I don’t do this in the office.”

Tyler smiled, reaching over to the nightstand beside him, and grabbed a bottle of strawberry flavored lube. “Mmmm.” Tyler dripped it slowly over himself, “I would share if you were here. Hell, I’d take you in my mouth and suck you fucking dry.” Gavin liked that answer, spitting into his hand, he worked his cock, their eyes meeting. They weren’t able to touch, but they were both straining, wanting the next thing to be what put them over.

“Are you getting close?” Gavin asked, his cheeks red, his dark eyes glistening. Now that he was lubed up, he was. His hand slide up and down, covering the tip. Tyler growled at him. He tried to raise up on his knees, but the pain in his leg shot through him, and he crumpled back down, grunting. “You are so sexy.” Gavin smiled, arching and sucking on his fingers again. Sliding out of his chair, Gavin leaned over for him, touching himself and moaning so that Tyler could see him. “I want you inside me,” his fingers played with his own ass, but he couldn’t put them in very far without lube. This didn’t stop Tyler from becoming even more excited. Gavin watched him over his shoulder, and Tyler was pounding himself, desperate for relief. “Oh, fuck me, Tyler. It feels so good.” He wasn’t loud, but Tyler was getting to be. And Gavin looked at the door, hoping no one could hear what he was doing right now.

He was the only vampire in the building, and no one here knew he was gay. This would shock them all. It would be amusing though. “Just a little more, I’m almost there. Fuck! I just—”

“Cum. Cum for me Tyler.” Gavin gasped, he liked watching Tyler get so worked up. When his cock finally exploded over the red silk sheets, Gavin felt his own orgasm coming up, and grabbed for the tissues on his desk catching his mess before it got all over his office chair. Tyler was panting and fell sideways on the bed. Watching as Gavin pulled himself together, cleaning up quickly.

“I didn’t even get to see you cum.” Tyler pouted at him.

“I’ll be inside you next time, so you won’t see it then either.” Gavin smirked at him, and Tyler chuckled. He used Bram’s sheets to clean himself off. He really hoped he didn’t get mad at him for cumming all over his bed. “You know, I was in a pretty important meeting. I shouldn’t have left. If I get outted by Bram, my boss will shoot me.”

“Don’t worry, he knew I was calling you.”

“For sex?” Gavin looked over, surprised.

“Yeah, I fed last night. Do full vampires not lose control of their desire when they feed?” Neither Tyler nor Bram had ever cared to get close to the full bloods. It always felt like they were on different teams. Tyler laid back, enjoying watching as Gavin put his clothes back on.

“No, we don’t care about how humans feel when we hunt. There’s no moral compass in us like with you.” He smirked. “So, we never trained our bodies to need sex while feeding. They are two different things to us. I like that you need sex after feeding though… it guarantees there won’t be huge dry spells where you’re just not in the mood.”

“Does that happen a lot?” Tyler asked as Gavin buttoned his shirt.

“Often enough.” Gavin shrugged, twisting his tie into a perfect knot. “We live long enough for everything to lose it’s appeal after a while. Sex, for me, is one of the few things that keeps me feeling alive. But partners rarely stay interesting after a few years. Once they start to feel like an old hat, you get too comfortable, and eventually, the hat starts to fray. You don’t really notice it until it’s falling apart, but by then, everything so worn and used, there’s no hope to ever return it to its former nature. So, you go out and by a new hat."