Free Wilder, Winona - Loving Tyler [Coming Out 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Winona Wilder Page A

a reprieve as Tyler reached the night table drawer, pulling out a small black velvet bag. “Open it.”
    Marcus pulled the drawstring open and peered inside. “You’re going to ruin me, Tyler James.” He shook the bag upside down on the mattress between them. A tube of lubricant and a thick silicone dildo toppled out.
    “We’re just getting started. Now lose the pants so we can have some real fun.”

    * * * *

    Tyler woke up in a panic. Just as he had nearly every morning since Marcus left the last town, but this time was much worse. The dream had been more real this time, making his heart ache for the other man. As he bolted up in bed, sweat-glistened, heart beating strong, he began to piece together the night before. Although well rested, the lingering, dull headache from too much alcohol clung to him. He remembered coming back to the room with Marcus, but maybe it was just a fantasy caused by his overindulgence.
    He dropped back on the bed, focusing on the narrow slits of light along the ceiling from the gaps in the heavy curtains. When the door began to open he immediately tensed, ready to reach under the bed for his Colt. But the silhouette was comfortingly familiar. It hadn’t been a dream. Marcus had come back.
    After their loving confessions, his little city boy followed his orders to lose his clothes. He was in for a surprise. Tyler had past experiences with some of the kinkiest men alive, including Jet Cartwright himself, and he’d learned a thing or two in the bedroom. Now he couldn’t even fathom a new conquest. All that mattered was teaching Marcus, loving him and giving him his all.
    “Do you remember how it felt when I took your virginity?” He brushed Marcus’s hair back—silky, black, and shiny.
    “It hurt, and then it felt like heaven.”
    “This’ll be much the same. Even if it feels weird, don’t tense up. I’ll ease it in, nice and slow, okay?”
    Marcus nodded, and Tyler guided him down to his side. His back was toned to perfection, a beautiful golden hue like the rest of his body. He lubed up the silicone phallus and spread the man’s ass cheeks apart to reveal the tight, puckered hole. So tight. He’d love the chance to fuck him today, but he’d promised his lover a chance at this new experience. Besides, Tyler knew in his heart that this act would solidify their relationship, make him Marcus’s as much as the other man was his.
    It was difficult breaching the tight anal ring. As much as he didn’t want to hurt Marcus, he knew from experience the pain would be brief. In time, he’d learn to love that initial stab of pain, the promise of pleasure to come. He let the fake cock dangle, just an inch inserted, until Marcus adjusted. While he waiting he showered his back with kisses, nipping his shoulder blades, his ear lobes, and stubbled jawline.
    Once Marcus began to moan, wiggling against the toy, Tyler continued to feed the cock into his ass. It glided in smoothly thanks to the lube and the man’s willingness to accept the length. “How does it feel, baby? Do you like your ass filled up?”
    “I prefer your cock, your heat.”
    “Later. You get something even better tonight. You’ve only lost half your virginity. Today will make things official.” Tyler rolled to his side. “Come on, let me feel you inside me.”
    The bed shifted as Marcus turned. He heard the spurt of lube as he prepared himself. Then his hand was over his hip as he positioned himself against Tyler ’s ass. He felt the cool shock of the lubrication as he nudged his opening. It had been a long time since he had a man, but this would be like any other because, for the first time, real feelings were involved. “I might hurt you.”
    “Don’t worry about me, darlin’. This ain’t my first rodeo. I won’t complain if you ram me hard.” He meant it. Tyler found a perverse pleasure in the pain of hard sex and erotic punishment. Nothing he planned to subject his sweet boy to, but he was game.
    Marcus