Marry Me, G. Hauser [ereader for textbooks .txt] 📗

the pen.

“Are you joking?” He chuckled.

“No.”

Fabian watched the bartender curiously.

“What should I write?” he asked Braxton.

“Just your name, the date and how about the place of

business.”

“Okay.” The bartender did just that and said, “You two just

get married?” He made sure he signed each one. “Oh, this one

says, ‘fire’. Okay. I suppose in California this is better than a

marriage license, since those aren’t legal for gay marriage.” He

gave each man his coaster and shook his head. “So? Are you two

engaged? Next drink on the bar to congratulate you?”

Fabian didn’t know what to say or do in the awkward

situation. He was about to shake his head no and laugh, but

Braxton said, “Yeah. We are. I don’t want him to leave me and

he doesn’t want to go anywhere. I suppose it means the same.”

“You bet it does. How about a shot of sake?”

“Perfect.” Braxton looked back at Fabian, appearing amused.

“You’re a riot, Mr Todd.”

“And that’s the closest I’ve ever come to the ‘C’ word in

thirty-three years.”

“It is a commitment, Braxton. A contract between us.”

“True.” Braxton accepted the tiny shot of sake and held it up

in a toast.

“And you’re not the one escaping and running away for a

change?” Fabian held up his cup and tapped Braxton’s.

“Not yet.”

They drank the warm shot and it tasted very good to Fabian,

and…he was getting buzzed.

“Do I have to buy you a ring?”

Fabian choked with laughter and dabbed at his eyes. “Yeah,

why not!”

Braxton bumped him with his shoulder and they smiled at

each other affectionately. Fabian kept their arms in contact as

they ate their appetizers and drank enough to get a good heady

buzz.

~

Braxton was drunk and it felt great. “…no, he did. Mark

Richfield called me.”

“Sure, Braxton.” Fabian leaned heavily on him as they

walked back to the parking garage. It was nearing eight and they

had four vodkas each and shared two bottles of sake with their

second round of food.

“He told me Drew had asked him to call, to coerce me into a

deal.”

Fabian stopped and swayed. “Mark Richfield. Called you?”

“Yeah. Why is that so weird? I mean, I’m not a nobody. Am I

a nobody?”

“No. You’re not. You’re Braxton Todd, PR man

extraordinaire.”

Fabian resumed their walk, stumbling. Braxton caught his

arm and ended up hooking elbows with him. “You don’t drink

much, do you?”

“No. I’m stewed. No way I can drive.”

“I can.” Braxton purred into his ear. “I can drive into you.”

“Oh…” Fabian moaned in agony. “Don’t fuck me and leave

me.”

“I can’t. I signed a coaster.”

“I mean it, Braxton. If all you want is my ass, don’t do it to

me. I’ll be crushed.”

Braxton ran his hand down Fabian’s back and cupped his

bottom. “You feel so good!”

“Oh God, oh God…” Fabian held onto Braxton as Braxton

pushed his fingers between Fabian’s ass cheeks.

They entered the parking garage which was nearly empty

since the downtown core area around their office catered mostly

to nine to five occupants. A few cars remained but not many.

Braxton continued to massage Fabian’s ass as they walked to

where their cars were parked side by side on the second level, in

a deserted section of the garage.

Seeing it was indeed vacant, Braxton grabbed Fabian and

pushed him against the trunk of his Porsche.

Fabian fell back on it and made a noise of passion.

With his left hand Braxton cupped the back of Fabian’s head

and brought it to him to his lips, with his right, he went for

Fabian’s crotch.

Fabian whimpered and spread his legs as Braxton rubbed hot

friction where Fabian had grown hard in his trousers.

They both opened their mouths wider and the touch of

Fabian’s tongue was driving Braxton out of his mind. He let out

a low agonized moan and moved them between the cars, trying

to find his key and open his car door while they kissed and

ground their crotches together. After using his key fob to unlock

it, Braxton opened his car door and spun Fabian around to face

away from him, pushing him inside the car.

Fabian’s gasping breaths were loud and fast.

Braxton reached around his waist, undid Fabian’s belt and fly

and dragged his pants down his ass.

At the sight of his gorgeous tight bottom, Braxton nearly

came in his pants. He spread Fabian’s cheeks wide and chewed

on him, using his teeth to nibble and his hands to mold that

perfect butt.

Fabian grunted and spread his legs as wide as he could in the

awkward space, propped up on his elbows across the console.

Braxton dragged Fabian’s trousers to his ankles and made

him get to his knees on the driver’s seat.

With a condom from his wallet, Braxton exposed himself and

sheathed his cock. His attention went back to Fabian’s rim and

Braxton used his saliva to get it good and wet, then pushed his

finger inside him.

“Oh, God! Oh God!” Fabian arched his back and fumbled

with himself. Braxton wondered if he was going to come on his

leather interior, and didn’t care.

Holding Fabian’s hips, Braxton pushed the head of his cock

inside him and closed his eyes. “Christ! I am about to come and I

haven’t even fucked you yet!”

“Oh, God!” Fabian kept repeating, as if he were stunned this

was happening.

Braxton penetrated Fabian and the tightness and heat made

him swoon. He ran his hands under Fabian’s clothing up his back

and felt how muscular he was. “Fuck!” Braxton came and

couldn’t stop it if he tried. His entire body washed with the

pleasure and he stared at his cock, which hadn’t even entered

Fabian all the way.

Letting it pulsate and the climax subside, Braxton pulled out

and the minute he did, Fabian flipped over and grabbed

Braxton’s jaw, drawing him to his mouth so quickly, Braxton

didn’t even have a chance to take the condom off.

Fabian kissed Braxton like a madman then began pushing

Braxton down to suck his cock.

Braxton took a look at that fabulous dick with a small dark

pubic bush and a treasure trail to die for. He dove down on

Fabian and drew as much of him into his mouth as he could.

Fabian thrust hard inside Braxton’s mouth and came

instantly, holding Braxton around the neck to keep him right

there, sucking deep and strong.

Braxton moaned and swallowed, inhaling Fabian’s scent like

an aphrodisiac. Fabian released Braxton’s neck and dropped

back, gasping for air.

Braxton stumbled into the Lexus’ passenger’s door and

looked