Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

distracted he'd missed the man of his dreams stripping. He walked to Greg, kneeling between Greg's legs as he held the box up so Greg could take it.
    Jeff hoped, prayed, and begged to all the deities out there that Greg was going to more than make his fantasies come true.
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    For some reason, Greg wasn't surprised by the change in course of the evening. After waking up tied to a chair, there wasn't much more Jeff could do to surprise him. Greg took the box from Jeff and set it on the bench beside him. He lifted the lid, smiled, and looked back at Jeff who was nervously biting his lip.
    The box housed butt plugs, anal beads, dildos, and a plethora of other pleasurable items. "How often have you used these?" Greg held up the long strand of beads.
    Jeff shook his head.
    "What does that mean?" Greg asked with a smirk.
    Jeff shook his head again.
    Greg put the beads back in the box and leaned back against the footboard. "Does that mean you haven't used the toys in this box?"
    Jeff nodded.
    "Are these for me? You've been saving them for just this occasion?"
    Jeff sighed before he whispered. "Yes."
    Greg touched Jeff's leg with his foot. "Then I think someone is a tad overdressed."
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    Sometime later, Jeff moaned around the gag in his mouth. He was lying on his back with his wrists bound together and tied to the headboard of his bed. He writhed against the damp cotton sheets as Greg pushed another bead into his ass. Unsurprisingly, Jeff's cock was hard and leaking.
    Greg knew Jeff had lost track of time, hell, everything, to the sensations around his cock and in his ass. The first thing he'd done was bind Jeff's wrist. Then, he helped Jeff lay across his knees, waiting patiently as Jeff had gotten settled. Once Greg knew Jeff was comfortable, or as comfortable as he could be, he'd smacked the firm, taut ass until it was red and his hand was numb. Jeff's cock had stayed hard the whole time.
    This had thrilled Greg, so he'd swallowed the pulsing length down until his lips were nestled against the trimmed dark curls of Jeff's groin. It hadn't taken but a couple of swallows around the head for Jeff to explode down Greg's throat. After that, Greg hadn't allowed Jeff to come again. Yes, Greg had wanted to prolong Jeff's orgasm until he was buried in that beautiful ass, but he had craved a taste of Jeff's spunk.
    He'd lost no time in tying Jeff to the bed and gagging him while he was coming down from his orgasm. Greg had smiled when reality had flown back into Jeff's eyes. It had happened right around when he pressed his thumb, slick with lube, against and into Jeff's ass. That had just been the beginning of his plans for Jeff.
    Jeff groaned as the first of the beads was pulled out. Greg trailed his lips across Jeff's chest, teeth bit down on to hardened nipples, and another bead was released.
    "Open your eyes, soccer boy."
    Jeff's lids lifted, slowly, and he stared into Greg's green eyes. Greg smiled and the remaining beads were tugged out. Jeff 's eyes widened and his cock twitched. The gag was removed and Greg's lips covered his.
    Greg pulled back. "What do you want, Jeff?"
    "You. I want you to fuck me."
    Greg's expression never changed. He wore a half-smile as he moved Jeff's legs up and over his shoulders. The crinkle of the condom wrapper and snick of the lube cap were louder than their combined gasps for air. Greg leaned forward, kissing Jeff as he slid his cock inside Jeff's ass.
    Both men moaned at the sensation. "This is going to be a quick, hard ride, baby." Greg whispered against Jeff's ear, his hips snapping back and forth. Greg was surprised by the emotions that rolled through him every time he slid farther into Jeff's ass. It was more than lust, and yeah, there was a lot of lust bottled up in his body. But it was overrun by a stronger, deeper feeling—love.
    Greg knew from the moment Jeff had knelt between his legs there was more to this night that just a quick fuck. He'd never seen the amount of fear, desire, and love in any man's eyes as he'd seen in Jeff's. It was staggering. It made him want to draw this out, but he was too keyed up. Too fucking aroused. Too everything for it to be more than a down and dirty romp.
    Jeff was with him every step of the way judging from the way his hips slammed back to meet Greg's, and the way he tightened his ass when Greg pulled back. A moment of clarity exposed two things to Greg—one, he didn't want this night to end, and two, he'd fallen head over heels in love for the