A Moment in Time(3)

By: Stormy Glenn

“You were made for me.”

Apollo gasped when Grayson leaned forward and deep throated him. He nearly tumbled off the counter, caught off guard by Grayson’s ability to even do something like that. Apollo was no slouch in the size department. Not many men could take all of his length.

“Damn, baby,” Apollo groaned, his fingers sliding through Grayson’s dark hair, holding on as he shuddered and savored every second of what the man was doing to his cock.

Grayson pulled back and licked and sucked with genuine enjoyment, making the sloppiest sounds imaginable, hot, sexy sounds that drove Apollo insane. When Grayson looked up at him from under his thick, black lashes, all Apollo was able to do was gape at him in amazement.

The man was so goddamn beautiful kneeling in front of him with Apollo’s cock in his mouth.

“Shit!” Apollo shouted when Grayson began to hum around his dick. The vibrations were felt all the way to his toes. Grayson’s tongue flickered over the very tip of Apollo’s cock, sucking in the clear liquid as his lips created a vacuum seal around his shaft, nearly making him come.

Apollo was going to die a very happy man right now.

Grayson murmured Apollo’s name around his cock, sending Apollo into a wild craze. He began to fuck Grayson’s mouth in earnest, feeling the head of his prick sliding down Grayson’s throat over and over again. His thigh muscles quivered, his legs threatening to give out as his balls drew so tight to Apollo’s body that they actually hurt.

Apollo shouted as his back arched, his cock lodging in Grayson’s throat as hot jets of seed were ripped from his balls. White lights exploded behind his eyelids, making him dizzy as hell. His head was throbbing as he settled his body back down.

Apollo was gasping for air, pulling his cock free and praying he wouldn’t fall off the counter. Grayson’s strong hands held him in place as the man stood and leaned down to rest his head in the middle of Apollo’s stomach.

“Grayson.” Apollo panted as he stared at the man that had just taken him to heaven. He stroked his hands through Grayson’s dark-chestnut hair, threading the strands through his fingers. “Can I—”

A low rumbling laugh shook Apollo’s stomach before Grayson turned his head and glanced up at Apollo. “I kind of came when you did.” Grayson winked, seeming not a bit embarrassed that he had come without physical stimulation of any kind. “It was hot.”

Apollo’s eyes rounded. “Okay then.”

Grayson stood and then turned, walking to the sink to turn the water on. He was back a moment later with some wet paper towels to clean Apollo up.

“Thanks.” Apollo flushed. He couldn’t remember the last time he had had a lover that was so considerate.

Grayson grinned as he tossed the paper towels in the garbage before tucking Apollo’s cock back into his jeans and buttoning all of the buttons. “It was my pleasure, believe me.”

Apollo’s curiosity about the man grew as he watched him walk back to the sink and wet more paper towels. Even with the man facing away from him, Apollo still felt the man’s pain when he winced.

Apollo chuckled. “Warm water works a whole lot better.”

“I was in a hurry,” Grayson said as he tossed the paper towels. “The timer is about to go off on the oven.”

“Timer?” The loud beep from the stove answered Apollo’s confusion. “My oven has a timer?”

Grayson glanced over his shoulder as he reached for a potholder and the oven door. “You don’t know that?”

“I didn’t know I had an oven.” A gourmet cook he was not. If he couldn’t order it by phone, bring it home already cooked, or heat it in the microwave, he didn’t eat it.

Grayson was all smiles as he pulled a pan out of the oven and set it on the counter. Apollo leaned closer, his mouth starting to water as a wonderful aroma started to fill the air.

“What is that?”

“It’s like a breakfast pie.” Grayson pulled two plates out of the cupboard and set them down and then began dishing them up. “I don’t think I am different than any other man out there. I love meat.”

Apollo laughed at the lecherous wink the man sent him. “Right?”

“I came up with this little recipe once when I was really hungry and just had few things in my fridge. It’s bacon, sausage, caramelized onions, diced potatoes, cheese, and eggs, all cooked together in a pie crust.”

Apollo’s eyebrows rose. “I had all of that in my fridge?”

Grayson nodded. “Yep.”


Who knew?

“I usually like to make biscuit gravy to go with the little pies, but there wasn’t time this morning. I promise I’ll make it next time.”