Different Tracks - Part 23 (NSFW)

Different Tracks LG

Hello all! Here's my chapter for this week's Different Tracks round robin story.

Here are the links to the current chapters and more info on the Round Robin story. http://www.charliecochet.com/free-reads/round-robin-free-reads/

This chapter is NSFW.

For the first time in Xander’s life, someone had actually taken the time to help him understand something. During most of his childhood and well into adolescence, he’d been afraid to ask for help or admit he didn’t understand something, because experience had taught him that reaching out resulted in him being made to feel stupid or worthless. On occasion he’d even been laughed at. He hated being laughed at.

When Xander knocked over the vase, he was sure Peter would get pissed off and yell at him, so he’d tried to leave before he could make a bigger mess of things. Instead, Peter had gone out of his way to help him get it. Jesus, the guy hammered a hole in his wall. After the initial shock wore off and Xander stared at the hole like his life depended on it, it suddenly hit him.

Xander’s smile couldn’t get any wider. He grabbed Peter, chuckling at his surprised yelp, and pushed him up against the wall, pinning him there with his body. Their lips came together with heated frenzy. They tore at each other’s clothes and Xander was pretty sure he’d heard something rip, but he didn’t care. It was fine. If Peter didn’t care, neither did he.

Their breaths grew ragged and their movements desperate as they finished stripping each other. Peter put a hand to Xander’s chest. “Hold up.”

Shit. “What’s wrong?” Xander swallowed hard and watched Peter swipe up his jacket. He rummaged through the pockets until he found whatever he’d been looking for. With a wicked grin, he handed Xander a packet of lube and a condom. Holy shit. Peter was carrying lube around? He arched an eyebrow at Peter who gave him a shrug, his smile still on his face.

“Positive thinking.”

With a low growl, Xander took the packet from him, his gaze meeting Peter’s. “Well, you’re positively about to get fucked.” The flush that spread over Peter’s skin from his face to his shoulders was adorable, and it had Xander crowding Peter against the wall again. He was painfully hard and when Peter got down onto his knees in front of him, Xander almost lost his load right there.

Teeth gritted, Xander flattened his palms against the wall—taking care not to crush the lube packet—and closed his eyes, a moan escaping him as he felt Peter’s hot mouth on his dick. Peter’s fingers dug into Xander’s ass cheeks as he sucked, licked, and made a meal out of Xander. He didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to take this despite it feeling so damn good. His muscles tensed and he pulled himself away from Peter.

“Okay, you gotta stop that.” He helped Peter up and kissed him, sucking on Peter’s tongue and then his bottom lip before he pulled back. “I need to fuck you now.”

Peter nodded, his lustful gaze threatening to set Xander on fire. He handed Xander the condom and turned to brace his hands on the wall. He arched his back, his plump ass on offer.

“Fuck.” Xander didn’t waste any time ripping through the condom packet or slathering himself up with lube. He planted a kiss on Peter’s shoulder as he lined himself up. Slowly he pushed himself inside Peter, pausing now and then to let him adjust until Peter thrust back the rest of the way, drawing a gasp from Xander. “Fuck. Are you trying to kill me?”

Peter glanced over his shoulder at him. “Come on, tough guy. You promised me a fucking.”

“That I did.” And Xander had every intention of keeping his word. He pushed Peter up against the wall and kicked his legs wide enough for him to step between. He snapped his hips forward, loving the moans and whimpers Peter let out as Xander thrust into him. He drove himself in deep, the sound of skin against skin music to Xander’s ears, along with Peter’s grunts and pleas for more.

Xander loved this side of Peter. “You’re so fucking hot,” Xander murmured against Peter’s ear. He threaded his fingers through Peter’s hair and held on tight as Peter slipped a hand down to his cock. Damn, he was gorgeous. Peter’s kiss-swollen lips parted in ecstasy, his brow was beaded with sweat, and his skin was warm all over. As Xander lost all rhythm to his hips and pounded into Peter, he couldn’t help feeling hopeful.

“Oh God,” Peter warned. “I’m gonna come.”

Xander was right on Peter’s heels, his orgasm hitting him so hard his knees buckled. He thrust hard one last time as he emptied himself into the condom, his low groan matching Peter’s as he came. He wrapped his arms around Peter’s middle, his chest plastered against Peter’s back, and he pulled Peter with him as he turned and slid down the wall to the floor. He didn’t think about what he was doing, just held onto Peter, pulling him onto his lap. He closed his eyes, his breath still coming out ragged. He could get used to this. It scared the ever living shit out of him, but fuck, he could so get used to this. Not just the sex, but everything that came before and after.

Peter didn’t say a word. He curled himself up against Xander, a contended sigh escaping him. They stayed there on the floor in each other’s arms until their skin began to cool. Even then, Xander wasn’t ready to move. He wanted to hold onto Peter just a little bit longer. He reached out and grabbed his jacket to drape over them for the time being. He’d never done this before. Not just the fucking someone in their hallway, but just sitting here like this.

“Thanks,” Xander murmured.

“For what?”

Xander felt embarrassed admitting it, but he did it anyway. “For being so patient with me. For taking the time. Anyone else would’ve given up a long time ago.”

“Well I’m not just anyone,” Peter said, his hand coming to rest on Xander’s cheek.

“I’m starting to see that.”

“I can also be pretty stubborn.”

“I’m starting to see that too.”

Peter’s laugh had Xander smiling like an idiot. He loved that sound. He loved that he was the one who’d caused it. Peter went quiet and Xander noticed the bashful look that came onto his face.

“What?”

“I was thinking that maybe I’d be that annoying morning person tomorrow and get up early to make coffee and breakfast.” He worried his bottom lip with his teeth for a moment before looking at Xander. “I thought maybe you could join me? I make some pretty good scrambled eggs. If you want. No pressure.”

Xander could see how much Peter wanted him to stay and the truth was, Xander wanted to stay just as much. He gently pushed Peter off him and they stood. As he took Peter’s hand, he happened to glance over his shoulder and spot the damaged wall. He moved his gaze back to Peter and smiled.

“Sure. Then maybe afterward we can fix that wall?”

Peter’s smile stole his breath away. “You got it.”

With a big dopey grin, Xander followed Peter to the bedroom. Unable to resist, he gave Peter’s ass a smack, making him jump. Peter gaped at him and Xander wriggled his brows. “Just because we’re heading for the bedroom doesn’t mean we have to sleep.”




« Author Chat over at Goodreads THIRDS Nerds group 12-3pm (Est) Back to post list Healing Hunter's Heart Cover Reveal, Exclusive Excerpt, & Exclusive Giveaways! »

Search


Follow Charlie on Amazon.com


Appearances & Events

Romance Author Mastermind

Dec 03-06, 2020


RARE

Jul 16-17, 2021

Edinburgh


Join Charlie's Mailing List

Join Charlie's mailing list to receive news on upcoming books, exclusive content, giveaways, first access to extras, and more.

Subscribe


Book List

Not sure where to start? Check out Charlie's Book List here.

Current Main Series



Join Charlie's Facebook Reader Group
Join Charlie's Facebook Reader Group

Out Now

Categories