Walker spun back on his heal to face Brendan who stood breathing heavily a smirk still dancing in his eyes. One step back into the room and Walker was inches away from him, could feel the intense heat radiating from his body.
"I beg your pardon?" Walker breathed the words, his lips close to brushing Brendan's. Brendan watched his mouth, his eyes widening ever so slightly as Walkers tongue flicked out and over his lips.
"You heard" Brendan's voice was a low rasp, his eyes flicking up to Walkers. They stood so close in the silent room Walker wondered if Brendan could hear his heart as it hammered in his chest. Had he heard correctly? His mouth was suddenly dry. Only one way to find out, he tilted his head to one side and took the gamble.
"Strip" The word was spoken with far more confidence than Walker felt.
"I beg your pardon?" Now it was Walkers turn to smirk.
"You heard" Brendan's eyes bore into him. They stood breathing heavily, not breaking eye contact. At the edge of his vision Walker saw Brendan's naked shoulders move. He felt the back of Brendan's hand brush against his still hard cock as the other man undid his own belt buckle and pulled the leather slowly from around his waist. This time Walker managed to swallow the moan before it made it out of his throat. He felt the cool metal of Brendan's belt buckle as Brendan ran it up his body, slowing to cross his already hard nipple, the leather of the belt caressing behind. Still they didn't break eye contact. Brendan slipped out of his shoes next before resting the belt over Walkers shoulder and using both hands to unzip his trousers. This time the back of his fingers ran purposefully up and then back down Walkers cock as it strained behind the material of his tight jeans. Brendan's trousers hit the floor and he kicked them aside. Brendan ran his hands down the sides of his own body his lips parting seductively. Walker felt his erection pulsate. He was using every last ounce of will power not to break eye contact, not to look as Brendan ran his hands over his own firm body. Not to look as he slid his hands into the sides of his boxer shorts then slid them to the floor. Not to look as Brendan's hands moved slowly to touch himself, to wrap his fingers around his hard cock and...Fuck. Walkers eyes dropped and the moan finally escaped.
Brendan smiled at his own victory as Walkers eyes tore away from his and looked hungrily down. He ran his hand up his cock one final time for full effect, his breathing loud with arousal but he didn't care, his fingers wet as he ran them back up Walkers body. Had he ever been as turned on by anyone as he was by Simon Walker right now? Walker looked back up, his lips flushed and parted. Brendan kissed him hard, his tongue exploring Walkers mouth, needing to taste him again. Walker's hands plunged into his hair causing him to moan deeply, pushing harder into the kiss so they stumbled back across the room. His fingers fumbled with Walkers zip he was so desperate to feel him naked, if Walker noticed he didn't show it, his sensuous lips never faltering. Brendan pushed the jeans down around Walkers thighs revealing his hard leaking cock. Jesus. Walker's body pressed against him, he could feel Walkers hardness against his own, hot and wet, Brendan felt himself nearing the edge of something he hadn't felt for a very long time. He wanted Walker to touch every part of his body with is tongue, his lips, his teeth. He wanted to feel Walker all over him, to feel him push that wide hard cock deep inside him.
"Fuck me Simon" He breathed the words into Walkers ear and this time there was no smirk.
Brendan's warm words brushing his ear turned him on almost as much as the words themselves and Walker drew a deep breath. Brendan's back was against the mantelpiece now, Walker's own body trapping him in place. He felt Brendan's hands rush down the muscles of his back and dig into his buttocks pulling their hips firmly together. Brendan's skin was salty as he ran his tongue down his neck and out along his shoulder before pulling back slightly to spin Brendan round his back now crushed against Walkers chest. His mouth connected with Brendan's neck, his teeth pulling at the skin, Brendan dropped his head back moaning, his soft hair dampening with sweat as Walkers teeth pulled. He ran his hands purposefully over Brendan's toned chest and stomach, enjoying the feeling of his chest hair and firm flesh. Brendan's arms reached back, his hands again finding Walker's buttocks, pulling them together in rhythm. Walker felt his cock, wet with pre cum sliding between Brendan's buttocks. Gasping he lifted his head and caught Brendan's eye in the mirror that hung above the mantelpiece, the desire in his eyes took Walker's breath away. Dipping slightly he pulled what he needed from his jeans pocket before wriggling them all the way down and kicking them aside.
Brendan watched as Walker unscrewed the lube with his teeth and felt the coldness of his coated fingers slide into position between his buttocks.
"Jesus Christ!" The breath was pushed from him and his eyes widened as he felt Walkers fingers enter forcefully. Shit, Walker had pushed his index and forefinger in hard. No amount of lubricant could prepare a man for that.
"Sorry" Walker lied. Brendan gasped for breath clenching his teeth together tightly. Every reason he had as to why he was always the one doing the fucking flooded into his head, Walker was about to lose him. He should have stuck with his initial instincts, what the hell was he doing? His fingers gripped the fireplace, Walker had about five seconds to make this worthwhile or he was going to get his teeth punched out. He had ever even done this before? Jesus, even Brendan doubted he would be that forceful. Maybe now was not the time to start doubting the authenticity of Walkers experience with men, or women, or anal pen... A loud moan escaped his throat as Walkers fingers hit the spot. He felt his arms buckle slightly and his eyes flutter as Walkers fingers pressed inside him again. Something inside his stomach felt like it started to open.
"You like that huh?" Walker's fingers moved as he whispered, Brendan could only half nod as he gasped for air. He felt Walkers cock against his buttock as he lent forward and kissed the back of his neck hard, high up in his hairline. The feeling of Walkers teeth against his skin went straight to his cock. He was harder now than he had ever been and he felt tiny electric shocks firing through his body. He had lent forward slightly, his chest now against the mantelpiece and he pushed back against Walkers fingers, driving them in deeper, needing to feel more of them. More of him. Walker moaned into his hairline his own arousal hard and wet on Brendan's body.
"Oh yeah" Walker breathed the words into his hair. In the mirror Brendan saw him pull back slightly and tear open the condom packet with his teeth before removing his fingers and pushing into Brendan in one fluid movement.
Walker had never wanted to fuck anyone as much or as hard as he wanted to fuck Brendan Brady right now. He pushed into Brendan hard and fast both hands on his hips, crying out at the tightness of the other man. Brendan pushed back against him, shifting his angle slightly, allowing Walker to push deeper still, deeper and harder. The day seemed to fall away around him. Questions no longer needed to be asked. Nothing seemed to matter. Nothing other than the right here, the right now. The feeling of Brendan all over him, the sound of them breathing together. Brendan craned his neck round and found Walkers lips, their kiss frantic and deep, teeth clashing with the movement of Walkers deep thrusts. Walker broke away from the kiss, pushing Brendan forward.
Brendan braced his arms wide on the fireplace, Walker licked at the muscles of his shoulder blades as they moved.
"Oh fuck" Walker breathed. Brendan caught his eye in the reflection as they both looked up, his pupils blown. He gave a crooked smile. Brendan felt his own eyes flare with passion, sweat glowing on his skin. Walkers brown hair fell across his face, his head dropped, he looked at his cock as it pounded in and out of Brendan. Brendan gasped, he was so near coming, teetering on the edge, hardly able to breathe. Walker's hand slid around his pelvis and fisted around his cock, Brendan let out another loud cry, his body electric. He felt the rhythm of Walker in him, Walker on him, overwhelming him. He chocked for breath as the colours in the room started to melt. Crying out with every thrust he fucked Walkers hand hard hearing Walker moan as he built towards his own climax. Walker lent into him, Walkers body solid, moving all over him, Walkers teeth on the soft flesh behind his ear. Walker, the cry out of his mouth before he could stop it. Something inside him exploded. He came long and hard, shouting Walker's name diluted with expletives. Behind him Walker shuddered and cried out as he emptied his own orgasm hard into Brendan's body, saliva and sweat mingling.
Walker kept his arms tightly round Brendan as both men slowly caught their breath. He placed gentle kisses on the red marks his teeth had caused on Brendan's skin. He inhaled his scent as he came down from his climax. Brendan turned in his arms, a smile lingered in his eyes. Walker kissed him softly wincing with the pain in his lip, the ache of his forgotten injuries returning. Brendan placed a gentle hand on his cheek.
"So" Brendan's voice was a low husk "Does that answer your question as to why I came back?"
Walker smiled. It did. For now.
Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it – Have a look at my other Bralker Fic – 'Now or Never'. There will be more stories to come, they are just too much fun to write