Parker Iwata loves his boyfriend, Mace Smith, and he trusts in the knowledge that they are honest with one another on everything. Although they had a whirlwind romance, he knows that Mace is the man he’s going to be with forever.
But one tragic accident changes everything.
Mace Smith is not from this world. He’s a visitor, one that has special powers to bring Parker back from the brink of death. But in doing so, he must give up everything and leave Earth. Can he possibly convince Parker to go with him back to his world?
Be Warned: m/m sex
Parker’s eyebrows shot up. Sometimes Mace was very literal with words. “Uh, yeah. Have I told you how sexy you are when you go all dictionary on me?”
“No,” Mace murmured as he ran a hand over Parker’s ass. “Tell me more.”
“How about I tell you upstairs, right before you fuck my brains out?”
Mace’s dark eyes lit up and in the next second, Parker found himself slung over Mace’s back as he hurried up the stairs. Moments later, he was flung onto the bed where he watched his lover perform a striptease of his incredible body. Truly, there wasn’t a male specimen formed any better than Mace Smith.
Tall, with rippling muscles barely contained by his shirt, Mace had to turn sideways to fit his broad shoulders through a door. Black hair with a neatly trimmed beard and mustache, dove gray eyes, and a fine pelt of hair on his chest. Parker admired the defined pecs, with puckered nipples hard like marbles that tapered down to washboard abs and narrow hips. His cock was long, straight and thick, jutting out between thighs hard enough to crack walnuts. Fluid dribbled from the hole, announcing his excitement.
“Beautiful,” Parker whispered. “You are the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, even when you translate the dictionary verbatim.”
Parker took off his glasses and set them on the nightstand where he grabbed the lube. They’d forgone using condoms after getting tested and committing to their relationship, and although many would say that it was stupid trusting each other’s lives with a vow not to cheat, Parker figured it was the same within a heterosexual relationship. Commitment and love depended on trust and respect and Parker trusted Mace, just as he knew Mace trusted him.
They melted into each other, their mouths coming together, lips and tongues anxious to devour one another. Parker was lost in Mace’s hot mouth dominating his. Mace slid his hand up Parker’s thigh to find and squeeze his cock through his pants. He gasped as Mace massaged the hardness before moving to the zipper. In a few seconds, his hand slid under the waistband. There wasn’t much room in the jeans so Mace couldn’t do much except brush Parker’s cock with his fingertips. Parker shifted, trying to get closer to Mace, groaning in frustration when the denim didn’t give way. Mace withdrew his hand.
“Get your clothes off,” Mace ordered as he grabbed hold of his own cock and began to leisurely stroke himself.
Parker got to his knees and unbuttoned his shirt, slowly. He batted his eyelashes in a flirtatious manner. “Why? Do you want to fuck my ass?”
He lightly slapped one jean-clad cheek.
“You know I do. Clothes. Off. Now.”