Black Heart Down, Conquest Series #5
For Robbie Russo, only one man has ever owned his heart, Kyler Christenson. The years at each other’s sides never diminished his love for him, but with the rise to fame in their rock band, Black Heart Down, more than a few challenges hindered their relationship. Now, he’s reached a crossroads, either he’ll have all of Kyler, or he’ll walk away from everything they’ve built together.
Kyler may be fearless on stage, but if there’s one thing to send his heart crashing down, it’s losing Robbie. When Robbie delivers his ultimatum, Kyler’s willing to do what it takes for things to work. But change doesn’t happen quickly, and when he makes a terrible mistake, all their history together might not be enough to save their future.
Kyler went to the monitor and confirmed with the doorman that the pizza was his, then went back to the living room and handed Robbie the beer. “I’m going to change out of these things.” He gave the top of his pants a tug.
Robbie caught his movement, and also the large bulge pushing against Kyler’s pants. He flicked his gaze up to Kyler’s. “Alright.”
Kyler slowly turned away, walking toward a hall to go to the master bedroom.
Robbie couldn’t resist sneaking a look at Kyler’s ass in the leather pants. He reclined back on the couch, unconsciously running his hand over the supple black leather, then realized he was doing it and let out a frustrated groan, since he knew exactly what the gesture mimicked. He gazed around the room, attempting to distract his mind.
The tables were glass with stainless steel accents, the décor consisting of concert posters, Gold and Platinum records, two electric guitars, one acoustic. Everything cool, hard, rock star, like Kyler himself. Yet there was style and softness to the place also, like in the chairs and couch.
Robbie closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. Now his thoughts had gone from bad to weird. He was analyzing Kyler’s furniture trying to gain insight into him. He had officially lost it.
A knock sounded on the door. Robbie started to get up, pausing halfway to standing as Kyler came back down the hall wearing an Indianapolis Colts T-shirt and blue workout pants. He’d taken his hair out of the ponytail and shook his fingers through the golden strands as he walked toward the door.
Robbie dropped back to sitting. When Kyler was dressed in trendy clothes, he always looked hot. But when he was like this, to him, Kyler was even more stunning.
Kyler paid for the pizza and dropped it off on the coffee table on his way back into the kitchen to get plates. “Go ahead and throw in whatever movie you want.” He smirked over his shoulder. “You know where the porn is.”
Robbie couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yeah, but unless you’ve bought some new ones, we’ve already watched them all.”
Kyler returned with the plates, offering one to Robbie. “True, but we’ve also never made it all the way through one. The second half of any of them would be like a whole new movie.”
Robbie stared at him. His heart pounded quicker. His cock, which he was sure hadn’t gone all the way down since getting around Kyler, hardened to its fullest. The intensity in Kyler’s eyes was a look he knew well, and it always defeated him. He’d never understand how he could want to deny him and have him at the same moment. But he couldn’t do both, so he’d have to choose which path to follow; his heart telling him to surrender to Kyler’s smile, or his mind telling him to keep things cool.
Robbie reached up to take the plate, but laid his hand more over Kyler’s. “You never gave me a welcome home kiss.”
Kyler wet his lips. “I was under the impression you didn’t want me to kiss you.”
Robbie pulled the plate from Kyler’s hand and set it on the table. He stood, leaving only inches between them. He angled his lips toward Kyler’s. “I always want you to kiss me.”
Kyler lifted one hand, sliding it to the back of Robbie’s neck as he leaned forward, whispering before their lips touched, “That’s good, because I always want to kiss you.”
A hushed moan sounded in Robbie’s throat. He wrapped his arms around Kyler. As their bodies pressed together, his chest met with Kyler’s, his hands explored the muscle of Kyler’s back. Kyler’s kiss was tender, his tongue gliding over his own in slow, deep thrusts. Each time they had tension between them, when they finally allowed their hearts and bodies to succumb to what they truly wanted, it was always like this, as if they were starting over, again and again. And yet even though things would feel fresh, underneath it all was comfort and familiarity.
Robbie moved one hand up Kyler’s back to toy with the ends of his hair. The gentle kiss was wonderful, but he wanted more. He wanted Kyler to unleash his hunger, his aggressiveness. Robbie dropped both hands to Kyler’s ass, grabbing hold of each cheek and jerking him forward so their hips pressed tight together.
Kyler broke the kiss, his voice breathless. “You won’t be getting any rest if you keep this up.”
Robbie lightly nipped Kyler’s neck. “I’ve changed my mind about that.”
Those words were all Kyler needed. He spun Robbie and pushed him down to the couch, following after him. As Robbie tried to get situated on his back, he could hardly move from Kyler’s weight on top of him, and the rough and frantic kisses Kyler was placing on him as he pushed his shirt up. A laugh slipped from Robbie as he attempted to wiggle out of his shirt.
Kyler stopped kissing him, giving him a playful glare. “Are you laughing at me because I’m so hot for you?”
Kyler finished pulling Robbie’s shirt off. “I guess I’ll have to show you that’s not a very nice thing to do.”
Kyler covered one of Robbie’s nipples and sucked hard. Robbie groaned between clenched teeth and arched up to Kyler’s mouth. Kyler lightly pulled at the nipple with his teeth. Robbie moaned louder. He tried to grip Kyler’s back, but the shirt blocked him. Seeming to sense Robbie wanted to feel his skin, Kyler sat up and tore his shirt off, then went down again to cover Robbie’s smooth torso with licks and kisses.
Kyler reached Robbie’s jeans, quickly opened them, and dragged them down, his gaze on Robbie’s hard cock. He rubbed his palm along the shaft and glanced up at Robbie. “Were you with anyone while you were gone?”
Robbie shook his head. “No. You?”
Robbie let his doubt show in his expression.
Kyler took his hand from Robbie’s cock and fixed him with a serious look. “Don’t look at me like that. You know I’m always honest about it, even when I know it’s not what you want to hear.”
It was true. If there was one thing Kyler was always wholly honest with him about, it was when he slept with someone else, and he returned Kyler’s honesty with his own, always telling him when he’d been in a different person’s bed. They were both diligent in using protection with other people and in getting tested regularly, but it’d been a long time since either of them had strayed. Even though they’d had some good fights in the past few months, they managed to work through them.
Though, that was another common thing in their relationship. It seemed like it was so much easier being together when they weren’t on the road. Maybe because the temptation was less, things were quieter and they could almost live normal lives. It made him dread leaving on tour next week.
Kyler cupped Robbie cheek, looking into his eyes. “I’d never do anything to risk your health and safety.”
Robbie laid his hand over Kyler’s. “I know. I’m the same way. You mean too much to me.”
A crooked smirk quirked up one corner of Kyler’s lips. “Now look who’s being charming.”
Robbie chuckled and gave him a bump on the side with his knee. “Before you ruin the mood with talking, I think you better just put your mouth to work in a different way.”
Kyler started to lower himself down again. “I just want you to remember you’re the one who started this. I was all for letting you rest.”
Before Robbie could retort, half his cock was buried in Kyler’s warm mouth, and words became lost to him. His body relaxed as all sensation focused on his cock. He lay still for several moments, enjoying Kyler’s movements, the slickness of his saliva, the softness of his tongue, then he opened his eyes and looked at him.
Kyler was trying to hold his hair back with one hand while keeping himself over Robbie’s cock, but a few strands still fell loose to rest along his cheek. Robbie reached down and gathered Kyler’s hair to hold it for him.
With his hand free, Kyler drifted it up the muscled ridges in Robbie’s abdomen, over the curve of one pectoral to pinch a nipple. The spark of pain made Robbie jerk his hips. His cock head hit the back of Kyler’s throat, but rather than back off, Kyler pushed it deeper. Robbie’s breathing quickened at feeling Kyler’s strong throat muscles swallowing him. His cock felt more sensitive with every motion of Kyler’s head. Heat burned through him. His muscles tightened.
Robbie yelled out as he came. He gasped and writhed as Kyler sucked him harder through it, as if trying to forcefully draw his cum out. Even when his climax subsided, Kyler continued to suck him, sending jolts of pleasure through him. When he finally eased back, Robbie lay unmoving save for the rise and fall of his chest as he fought for breath.
Kyler crawled up Robbie’s body and grinned down at him. “Now do you know I missed you?”
“I don’t know anything other than I feel really fucking good right now.” Robbie opened his eyes and guided Kyler down to his smiling lips. His taste on Kyler’s tongue made him hungry for Kyler’s cum. He brought the kiss to an end, whispering against Kyler’s lips, “But now I want to show you how much I missed you.”
Kyler placed a soft kiss on Robbie’s lips, then got off the couch to take off his pants. “That’s a relief. I was starting to worry you hadn’t missed me at all.”
Robbie chuckled, his laughter stopping as Kyler pushed his pants down. He gazed at Kyler’s long cock, the shaft thick, his full sac, all his pubic hair shaven. It was still the most perfectly formed package he’d ever seen.
Copyright 2011 by S.J. Frost and MLR Press