I had resigned myself to rolling over and jerking off to the last vestiges of the dream when I felt the slightest touch of a finger trailing up and down my spine. My eyes popped open in alarm and panic started to roll through me when I couldn’t see where I was or even who I was with in the pitch-black room. My head was turned away from my bedpartner and I wasn’t in a hurry to face him. My god, who the hell had I picked up when frustrations over Macio got to be too much?
I slowly became aware of other things as I laid there silently, hoping that the person touching me thought I was still sleeping. There was a tenderness in my leg muscles, raw spots on my knees, and my asshole ached like it had been fucked by a champ more than once. I spread my legs slightly to get more comfortable, which my bed buddy took as an invitation to tease the crack of my ass with the same finger that had bumped along my spine.
I felt the heat of his body before I felt his bare flesh press against my side. His dick was equally as hard and leaking where it pressed against my hip. His dick wasn’t the only rock hard thing about my new friend either, I felt his hard-muscled chest and abdomen along my side. I was starting to get past my wariness and ready to pat myself on the back for the hotness I hooked up with when my lust-fogged brain picked up on a frightening detail; I had dried cum between my thighs.
“Fuck!” I rolled to my side and sat up. Oh my God! I’d had unprotected sex with a motherfucking stranger. I rubbed my fists over my eyes to try and rub out the remaining sleep from them.Why the fuck did I feel so exhausted? Did this douchebag drug me?I never had unprotected sex. Ever. “What have I done?” I felt the man in the bed roll away from me and I heard a lamp snap on. I continued to cover my eyes like a coward rather than face what I’d done. Then I heard a chuckle rumbling deep in the guy’s chest and my heartrate accelerated even more when I recognized it. I uncovered my eyes and turned slowly to look at him.
Macio. He smiled at me and it all came rushing back to me like movie clips. I saw the interview that was laden with a new tension I later realized was sexual when he confessed to wanting me. Kisses that were so fucking hot, they’d permanently be seared into my soul. The hard fucking I begged for followed by a nap where I cuddled into his side. When we woke a few hours later, I rolled him to his back and rode him like a bronco until we were both shouting and coming. I had tried to leave then, but he tugged me back onto the bed. Cuddling after sex was something I never would’ve associated with Macio, but I realized I could quickly become addicted to the tight way he held me against his body.
The next time I had woken up, Macio was staring at my lips as he traced them with his finger. I kissed his finger and his gaze slid up to mine. My breath hitched in my throat at what I saw there. I had never seen anyone look at me with so much want and need. It felt like the shields he erected around him were down and I got a glimpse of the real man. I saw the raw longing for a life he felt he couldn’t have and it physically hurt me to look into his eyes. I did the only thing I could think of to replace the emotion in his eyes to one I could better handle.
I slid down his body and took his cock into my mouth and worshiped him the way he deserved. If we were only going to have one night, then I’d make it one he would never forget. I wanted to be the best he ever had and worked his cock like a seasoned pro while stroking my own erection until we had both come.
“What’s wrong, Aiden?” Macio’s voice pulled me back to the present. He placed one of his big hands on the back of my neck and began to massage the tensed muscles there. I’d never look at his hands the same. The world saw fists that could destroy his opponents, and while I still saw them that way, I also saw hands that touched me with so much tenderness, I wondered how I’d be able to move on from him.
“We didn’t use protection last night, Macio. That’s something I’ve never done before and it has me rattled.”
“I get tested every three months as part of ETC’s medical requirements,” he said soothingly. “I promise you, it’s okay.” He shook his head slightly in disbelief before he confessed, “I’ve never had unprotected sex either. I’ve never wanted to be raw inside someone until you.”
“I get tested every six months, Macio. I can show you the results of my latest test…”
“Shhh.” He covered my lips with his finger. “I trust you, Aiden.”
“Why?” It was so much easier for me to trust him because I knew about ETC’s rigid medical testing, which would be expected in a blood sport. Macio didn’t know jack about me though.
Macio shrugged and said, “I just do. Lord knows you could destroy my career with one word, but I know you won’t. If you tell me that you get tested and practice safe sex habits, then I believe that too.” A fierce scowl formed on his face and his next words dispelled any fantasy I had that what we shared would be repeated. “But don’t trust any other guy with your body this way, Aiden.”
It was foolish to entertain the thought that something real could happen between us, even if only for a minute. Macio and I lived in different worlds; I lived in the open while he stayed in the closet. Lives were shattered and destroyed when those two worlds collided and I refused to do it ever again. I shook off the melancholy that had begun to creep in. “I promise you that I won’t. I’d like the same guarantee from you.” I wasn’t foolish enough to believe that Macio had been a virgin before we met nor did I think he’d be celibate for the rest of his life. I squelched those thoughts immediately because they hurt way more than they should.
“That’s a promise I can easily make.” Macio leaned forward and pressed his lips softly against mine, as if he was sealing his promise with a kiss. “Can you stick around for a while longer and have breakfast with me? I’ll order room service and we can eat in bed.” Even though there was spunk all over the bed, I couldn’t imagine any place I’d rather eat breakfast than in bed beside Macio.
“It sounds wonderful.”
I left Macio to order our food and went to take a shower. I hated to wash the smell of him off my skin, but I desperately wanted to shake off the exhaustion that was pulling at my eyelids. I came alive when he joined me beneath the spray of hot water. I got immense pleasure when Macio washed my hair with his shampoo, then my body with his shower gel, because I would still leave his hotel room smelling like him. I returned the favor, of course, and by the time I had finished, we were both hard as steel again.
Macio slid his hard dick between my ass cheeks and teased my puckered hole with the broad head. “Can you take me again, Aiden?”
“Yes,” I hissed between my lips.
Macio slicked his cock with the lube he kept on the shelf next to his shower gel and pushed inside me with one hard thrust. Even though he’d already had me twice, the sheer size of him still took me by surprise. He allowed me to adjust to him and then set out on a fast pace. For as long as I lived, I’d never forget the sounds of our wet skin slapping together or the tight way he held my body to his, as if he never wanted to let me go.
The kiss we shared after we were spent was equal parts hot and sweet. I was doing my damnedest to keep things in perspective and not allow myself to get carried away with fantasies that would never come true. I knew I needed to gain an upper hand in the situation for my own fucking sanity. Lounging around in the bed while sharing breakfast would only make things harder when it was time for me to leave.
I dressed in the master suite while Marco went to answer the knock at the door. I knew he wouldn’t like my decision, but I knew he’d accept it without too much fuss. I expected him to come through the bedroom door with a cart full of covered dishes, but instead, I heard voices coming from the living room of the suite. My heart plummeted when I cracked the bedroom door enough to hear what was being said.
“Uh, what are you doing here in L.A., Rupert?” I heard Macio ask.
“I’m out here meeting with Michaelson’s to hammer out the final details for your gloves and figured I’d drop by. You’ve not been yourself lately and I was worried about you. We need your focus to be on your training and nowhere else.”
“I’m fine, Rupert. I just wanted a short break to spend time with my brother and his family,” Macio replied.
“Kid, I know you’re not being completely honest with me.” Rupert’s fatherly tone irritated me and I couldn’t be sure why. I understood that he was Macio’s publicist, but that didn’t make him his keeper. I didn’t know how Macio kept from choking on the short leash they had him on. “You came out here for more than a family visit or else you’d be staying at Rico’s house like you always do.”
“How’d you know I wasn’t?” Macio asked irritably.
“I called his house this morning and he told me you weren’t arriving until later in the day. Of course, I knew you’d already been out here for a few days, but I didn’t tell him that. You’re entitled to your privacy.” I bit back a laugh at that comment. He could have privacy, but not from Rupert and Barry.
“Yes, privacy,” Macio said to Rupert. “That means from you too, Rupert.” I punched the air with my fist. “I just needed a few days. I promise I’ll be stronger than ever when I get back.”
