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his entire length inside him. “Braxton…wow.”

Braxton reached for Fabian’s cock and drew his palms over

it, making it throb. Once his body had relaxed, Fabian began

bouncing up and down on Braxton, thrilled Braxton was

touching him, having assumed he’d have to do it himself.

~

Braxton stared at Fabian’s body as he appeared to pleasure

himself internally using his cock. The sex didn’t get worse after

the first time, as he assumed it would do—it became amazing.

What had Braxton been so afraid of?

Everything!

Not now.

He joined Fabian in his sexual dance, meeting each of

Fabian’s downward thrusts with an upward one of his own.

Fabian’s eyes closed and his sexual vocalizations were glorious

to Braxton’s ears. As if Braxton had indeed hit Fabian’s inner

sweet spot, Fabian’s cock thickened in his palms and Braxton

watched as Fabian’s expression contorted to pure lustful

pleasure.

When Fabian came, his cum spattered Braxton’s chest and

hands. Braxton didn’t even wait until Fabian’s climax subsided.

He quickly moved Fabian, still connected, to lie on the bed on

his side, and Braxton fucked him, leaning up on one elbow

staring at the connection between them, loving it. Yes, loving it.

“Oh, fuck…” Braxton came and drove in deeply, shuddering

as his groin swirled with intensity and his cock throbbed inside

his hot lover.

“God…Braxton…” Fabian drooped limply to the bed. “Sex

with you is a religious experience.”

Braxton pulled out and collapsed against Fabian. “I do love

you. I wasn’t just saying that last night because I was drunk.”

The sparkle of adoration shone in Fabian’s eyes. Braxton

smiled back, hoping he was communicating the same affection.

“Marry me?”

“Oh hell yeah.”

Braxton grabbed Fabian and pulled him into a violent

embrace, holding him so tight he knew it was painful for Fabian

and pushing his face into Fabian’s neck to hide his tears.

Chapter 18

Monday morning, Braxton had finished his workout with Tyson,

showered, and dressed in his business suit. Feeling invigorated

and happy—for the first time…in his life?—Braxton held his

gym bag in his hand and checked his phone as he walked to the

exit of the spa.

“Braxton?”

He spun around just before he made a call, putting an

earpiece into his ear so he could work hands free as he drove to

the office. “Ms Steinman?” Braxton was surprised to see

Virginia there, but then recalled Tyson mentioning he was dating

her brother Howard.

“Hey! Don’t you look hawt!” She hugged him and he

received it stiffly, not hugging back.

“I’m on my way to work. Sorry.”

“No problem. I just wanted you to meet my…err…straight

friend, Max.”

Braxton just noticed a young man in his early twenties, built

like an Adonis, gorgeous as one as well, giving him a shy smile.

Oh dear.

“I told him all about you, Braxton!” Virginia whacked

Braxton’s arm as if they had been buddies for ages. She leaned

closer and whispered, “Totally bi-curious. Wants the first time to

be with an experienced older man.”

Oh dear, oh dear. Braxton gave the spectacular young male a once over.

“Hi.” Max shifted his weight nervously, his tank top showing

off

a

nipple,

his

tight,

small

white

gym

shorts

showing…everything.

“Uh…” Braxton pointed to the exit.

“So?” Virginia grinned devilishly. “When can I set you boys

up for some, man on man fun?” Again she whispered quietly,

“No strings attached, he has a girlfriend.”

Shoot me now!

Braxton salivated at the thought. “Well, I…”

“I can give Max your phone number. Ya know? So you two

can arrange something…private.” Virginia winked and hugged a

very nervous-looking Max.

“I…well…” Braxton licked his lips at the muscular young

thing, who appeared eager for a taste of forbidden fruit.

“He’s a boy who loves boys who love boys.” She giggled.

“Or should I say men who love men. Something like that.” She

looked back at Max. “Isn’t he a doll? Captain of his lacrosse

team in college. Honor roll. He’s the best.”

Max blushed deep crimson and Braxton could see his erection

engorge even more.

“I…well…” Braxton ran his hand through his hair. “I can’t.

I’m engaged.”

Virginia’s jaw dropped dramatically. “To a guy or girl?”

“A guy. Though a week ago I would have jumped at the

chance…” Braxton bit his lower lip and eyed Max-the

magnificent. “Now? I’m spoken for. Good luck to you, Max. I

know you’ll find a man who can’t say no.” Braxton spun on his

heels towards the door.

“I thought you were that man!” Virginia called after him.

“You sure?”

“Sure.” Braxton didn’t turn around and tapped his phone to

dial as he left the spa and headed to his car.

“Hey, lover.”

“Hey, Fabian.” Braxton grinned as he tossed his gym bag in

the trunk of his car and sat behind the wheel. “I’m on my way.”

“Great. Uh…Brianna found something on the ‘net.”

“Oh?” Braxton headed towards downtown LA. “About the

premiere?”

“You could say that. I don’t want to spoil her fun. See you

when you get here.”

“Okay.” Braxton was about to hang up when he heard, “Love

you, Mr Todd.”

He grinned happily. “Love you too.” He disconnected the call

and made a few more as he headed to work.

~

Fabian tapped keys on his computer keyboard, answering the

never-ending demands of the clients they worked for. He heard

Brianna’s happy greeting to Braxton and stood, tucking in his

shirt and sprinting to see his man.

“Hey, babe.” Braxton kissed Fabian lightly. “Okay? What’s

on the ‘net?”

Fabian nodded for Brianna to show him.

She opened a page she had obviously saved and stood behind

Braxton as he viewed it.

There, on one of the daily gossip rags front cover, was a

photo of Braxton kneeling in front of Fabian, popping the

question. In huge block letters it read, ‘ Marry Me! ’ with a caption underneath that read, ‘ PR Master Braxton Todd finally

off the market? Has hell frozen over?’

Fabian and Brianna exchanged cheeky glances.

Braxton took a moment to digest it, then cracked up with

laughter.

“So?” Brianna asked. “It’s true?”

“Yeah. It is.” Braxton curled one arm around Fabian and

pulled him close.

“Pay up.” Fabian held out his hand to Brianna.

She dug through her purse and put a five dollar bill into his

hand. “Damn! I thought it was pure bullshit.”

“Told ya!” Fabian waved the cash at her playfully. He then

nuzzled Braxton sensually. “I’m moving in.”

“Unreal!” Brianna cheered. “Finally! Braxton Todd has a

wife!”

“A husband.” Braxton corrected, kissing Fabian’s cheek.

“So?” she asked, “Confirm the tabloid’s suspicion? I got your

okay?”

“You got my okay.” Braxton looked at Fabian. “Does she

have your okay, Mr Rhys?”

“Yup.” Fabian’s blue eyes shone.

“Son of a bitch!” Brianna began tapping keys