Life Support {ManxBoy} | Mature Content

Chapter 03

Chapter Three:

"Fucking Christ." Vance cursed standing suddenly causing the younger man to stumble back a bit. Reaching out, he grabbed Cyro by his forearm, tossing him carelessly onto the bed as Vance fished his phone from his pocket. The face of his colleague filled the phone screen causing him to flick the bottle of lube he'd been holding onto the bed in frustration. He'd been waiting for this call for what seemed like years, it could be bad news like it always had before or it could be the best news of his life.

"I understand if it's important." His voice was soft but it was enough to pull Vance from his thoughts, drawing his eyes to the naked blonde sitting on his bed. He was sitting awkwardly; leaning on his side with his legs crossed delicately a hand over his erection. Vance's erection twitched at the sight of him he was seductive without even trying. His entire body seemed to have a tint of blush to it as Vance's eyes raked over him. Cursing under his breath Vance shook his head tossing the still ringing phone onto the bedside table before pushing a hand through his jet black hair.

"Wanna escape that bad huh?" Vance chuckled, pressing his hands into the mattress on either side of the younger man, leaning down til their faces were mere inches away from the other. He watched Cyro fumble for words, smirking when he couldn't seem to find any and settled for shaking his head no as the phone finally silenced. An annoying beep signaled that a voice-mail had been left as Vance leaned closer pressing their lips together in another kiss. "Good, I wasn't going to let you anyways."

His eye's widened as their lips touched again, the words catching Cyro off guard, the thought of someone he'd just met saying they weren't going to let him go was ridiculous. His mind clouded with thoughts and for a brief moment he wondered if he was regretting his decision already. A small squeak escaped him as Vance's tongue slipped into his mouth and he felt a chuckle vibrate between their lips. He closed his eyes as Vance's fingers pushed through his hair, his hand gentle at first then twisting the strands in a rough fist forcing his head back. Cyro's eyes shot open as the kiss broke looking at Vance curiously as the older man looked back. He was observing him, it sent a shiver down Cyro's spine, he wished he knew why.

Vance raised himself up away from the blonde's touch before carefully stepping back away from the bed as he began undoing his slacks. Cyro watched silently as Vance pushed the pants along with a pair of boxers down revealing his hard member. He felt his lips part as he watched, awed as Vance's hand grip around his own thick cock. He smirked at the way Cyro stared openly at him, feeling himself getting harder, more from Cyro's ego feeding stare than from his hand stroking up and down his shaft. He stroked himself slowly, deliberately, obviously demonstrating to the younger man the way he liked it touched. Watching him sent a shiver down Cyro's spine, his mind hazing for a moment as his own cock stirring at the sight.

"You wanna touch it?" Vance asked crawling on to the bed to loom over the blonde. Placing his hand over Cyro's he guided him to stroke his length lingering at the head to catch some of the precum dripping from his cock. Cyro stared open-mouthed watching his hand feeling the heat of the older man's cock as it hardened in his grip. Cyro felt himself trembling as Vance kissed began kissing at his neck. He prayed his nerves didn't show but he was sure that Vance knew. Cyro wondered if he was making a mistake, he knew if he was going to back out he should say so now, but his own erection told him he wasn't going anywhere. "Turn over."

Cyro flushed at his request, it wasn't an odd request, he'd seen porn before he knew what was happening, it was just embarrassing. He tried to hide the way he was shaking as he rolled from his side onto his stomach but Vance could tell. His hands gripped Cyro's hips roughly pushing him to turn towards the head of the bed. A breath of laughter escaped him as the blonde fumbled a bit, trying to stay upright as he positioned him. A blush crept down his neck as Vance placed a hand on his shoulder pressing his body down til he rested on his forearms.