Chapter Six

Lynton

Austin arrived at five thirty, so Lynton guessed he had a job after all, just a shitty one that paid beans and allowed no flexibility, or he would have been banging on the door at seven in the morning to take Rupert home.

Lynton went down to the consultation room without Rupert, as he preferred to give clients instructions for aftercare without their pet present. The joy of the reunion led to most owners taking no notice whatsoever of important information.

Austin looked like he hadn't slept for a week. His dark hair stuck up on end rather endearingly and shadowy circles under his eyes smudged the pasty white of his skin. None of this mattered; he looked just as attractive as he always did, though it did make Lynton wonder if it was Rupert or him that was the cause of Austin's sleeplessness.

Lynton stuck his hand out. "Hello, Mr. Bale."

Austin shook it. That clammy hand again. Was he really so nervous in Lynton's presence or was it just the anticipation of getting Rupert back? "Hello."

They were two strangers again. Two men who hadn't been joined in the most intimate of ways.

Lynton stood on the opposite side of the examination table. "Rupert is doing great. He's trying to put some weight on his cast, and if you give him his painkillers regularly, he'll soon be using it properly. He needs to be seen in two days for a check-up, then three days after that for removal of his clips."

Austin nodded. His grey gaze held Lynton's steadily.

Lynton pulled the pill packets from the paper bag he'd brought with him. "Here are his drugs. His antibiotics are one pill three times a day. Empty the capsule into his food. His painkillers are two every four hours, crush them and put them in his food or hide them in a piece of meat or cheese and hand-feed it. Either way, he needs to take them with food."

Austin nodded again.

"His cast will come off in six weeks. Until then, light exercise only, on a leash at all times. No long walks, no running, no boisterous play, no jumping. After the cast comes off, you'll get weekly appointments with the physical therapist. Any questions?"

Austin shook his head. Had the guy been struck dumb?

"Fine then. I'll just go get him."

Lynton left the room to fetch Rupert. He was a little unsettled by Austin's uncommunicativeness but then again, if he'd been unceremoniously thrown from someone's bed the moment he blew his load, he guessed he'd be the same. Austin probably hated him.

He was going to hate him a lot more in a few minutes.

He retrieved Rupert from his cage and let the nurses say goodbye to one of their favorite patients. Rupert loved the attention, barking and wagging his tail before Lynton led him into the corridor. On the way back to the consultation room, he glanced down at Rupert and found the dog looking back at him with moist dark eyes. They were so reminiscent of his owner's that Lynton's heart clenched. Both owner and canine were going to be the death of him, he was sure of it.

He pushed the door open and let go of Rupert's leash as the dog launched himself on a laughing Austin. The two had a few moments, hugging each other fiercely on the floor before Austin got himself together and climbed to his feet. Rupert continued to lick his hand as Austin took hold of the bag of drugs and faced Lynton.

Before he could speak, Lynton said, "I want you to come over again tonight. Same time."

The joyful expression fell from Austin's face. He turned pale, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly. Lynton felt so sorry for him he almost retracted his demand. But not quite. His body insisted it get its fill of Austin Bale.

"I d-don't want to," Austin stammered.

Lynton found that somewhat odd, considering what a good time he'd shown Austin two nights prior to today. But it was the circumstances of their coupling that obviously turned Austin right off.

"May I remind you that you offered to do this as many times as I wanted? I presume you can't cover the costs of his aftercare?" He let the threat hang in the air and hated himself when Austin dropped his head, a flush suffusing his face.

"Okay." He tugged on Rupert's leash, leading his dog out without once looking back.

Lynton sat down for a moment in the chair in the corner. This wasn't the way to do it, but he wasn't quite done with Austin yet. How else to get what he wanted? He would have to make sure he performed just as perfectly as last time so he could give Austin something to remember him by.

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Austin

Lynton's car was already in the driveway when Austin arrived, his engine chugging and his gas light on. He had just enough money in his wallet to pay the electricity bill before the weekend, top up on gas, and stock up on food for Rupert. His own food would have to wait until payday.

He climbed out of his car, walked up the drive, and knocked on the door, waiting. He loathed Lynton with every breath he took, despite the fact that his cock was rather more interested in this evening than his brain was. He was shattered from work, too tired to think about anything other than sleeping…so why was his dick so involved? Why was his ass remembering the feel of Lynton's big dick inside it? Damn his desperate libido.

Lynton answered the door wearing a white shirt and jeans, barefoot, and with wet hair. Something about him inflamed Austin with helpless desire. He mumbled a greeting and kicked off his shoes, following Lynton to the kitchen while a furious voice in his head demanded to know why being treated like a whore made him so hard.

"Wine?" Lynton went to the fridge.

"Please." The black cat eyed Austin from across the room before it turned its attention back to its food.

Lynton handed over a crystal glass and Austin gulped the white wine. A buzz was just what he needed, something to help him get through this, even if his treacherous cock was already raring to go.

Lynton sipped his own wine for a moment, regarding Austin. Finally, he said, "Come on," and led Austin upstairs to the bedroom.

Austin followed him, looking at Lynton's ass in his tight jeans and imagining pushing his fingers, tongue, then his dick into it. He stepped into the room with his heart beating double time. The bedside lamp illuminated everything with a soft glow and Lynton closed the door behind him, making Austin feel rather like a fly caught in a spider's trap. A delicious feeling, nonetheless. Austin wished he wasn't so conflicted. He wished he didn't both hate and desire Lynton in equal measures. He wished the growing attraction between them was something that was destined to go somewhere. He wished, oh God, how he wished Lynton could have been the one.

For now, he would have to be content with being fucked as good as he had been two nights ago and hope his heart could stay out of it.

Lynton stood facing him. "Can I kiss you?"

Austin wanted to say no. This was a business transaction and if he was Lynton's rent boy, he should keep his lips for himself. But it had been a long while since he had been kissed, and he liked to be kissed. He liked it very much and he remembered the way their mouths had collided fiercely during their lovemaking and just how Lynton had kissed him. How could he forget? How could he not want to repeat that?

He stepped forward, turning his face up, then he was in Lynton's arms and the vet was bestowing that same scorching kiss on him. A groan spilled from Austin's lips. His tongue touched Lynton's, battled with it as the kiss deepened and their bodies pressed tight together, erections crushed against each other's.

Oh fuck.Lynton's hands were on the buttons of his shirt, twisting them open, drawing the shirt down his arms, tugging it off, and it was just perfect. Austin's skin prickled with heat as Lynton kissed his neck, moved across his collarbone, then stooped to capture one nipple.

Austin arched under his sucking lips, grabbing Lynton's hair. While he sucked, Lynton discarded his own shirt. He straightened, grabbed Austin's hand and pulled him over to the bed, shoving him down on the edge.

Austin sat looking up as Lynton unfastened his belt, popped his button and zipper, and drew his cock free. Austin stifled a whimper of need as he saw its thickness and length up close. The dick that had fucked him to within an inch of his life a couple of nights ago and that Austin was still imagining inside him, try as he might to stop.

"I want you to suck me off," Lynton said, gripping the back of Austin's head, clearly not prepared to take no for an answer.

Austin had no intention of refusing. He wanted this more than he cared about any humiliation. He opened his mouth as Lynton guided himself inside and listened to the vet gasp as Austin closed his lips around his shaft. He felt so fucking good in Austin's mouth, so hard and hot, and his ass ached with memory. He gripped Lynton at the base of his dick and sucked slow and long, letting Lynton ease his head down to take as much as he could.

Lynton breathed heavily. He groaned when Austin flicked his tongue over the head of his cock, delving into the slit, teasing it before he bent his head to capture Lynton's balls, sucking at his sac.

"Fuck," Lynton said. Austin looked up and caught the vet looking down at him with those intense violet eyes. Austin held the eye contact as he ran his tongue once more around the rim of Lynton's cockhead. Lynton shuddered. Judging by the expression on his face, it looked like Austin's mouth was well worth twenty-seven hundred dollars.

Austin's chest swelled with pride. At the moment he felt as though he held Lynton in the palm of his hand, so to speak, even though he was the one sucking cock while paying off his dog's bill. But never had he enjoyed giving a blowjob so much either. He wanted Lynton in his mouth. He wanted Lynton's fingers tangled in his hair and easing Austin's head down to take more. And he wanted Lynton to tell Austin just what he wanted from him.

Was he secretly into submission and all this time he didn't know? Was Lynton ordering him about and using him a big turn on? Perhaps Austin was getting as much out of this as Lynton was and he needed to stop being so delicate and wounded about it. He moaned around Lynton's cock, his thoughts making his dick harder than steel, and rubbed himself through his jeans.

"Take it out," Lynton said. "Let me see."

Austin didn't stop sucking. He unfastened himself one-handed and took his dick free.

"I want to watch you jerk off," Lynton said. Austin didn't need telling twice. He gripped his cock and slid it through his fist, tracing his thumb over the leaking slit. "Oh, that's so good." Lynton's voice was husky. "You're so fucking hot."

Austin's cheeks glowed with pleasure. Lynton withdrew his cock from Austin's mouth. He held his shaft and, watching Austin, he rubbed the head of his dick around Austin's lips, painting them with pre-cum. Austin opened his mouth with a little moan and Lynton tapped his cock on his tongue. The flavor of him burst over Austin's taste buds and he groaned, capturing the leaking slit of Lynton's dick in a greedy lick. Lynton caught his breath, looking down at him with intense eyes and still holding Austin's hair tight.

"Do you want to come in my mouth?" Austin was breathless, carried away. He wanted that flood of cum down his throat more than anything. Or maybe over his face.

Lynton looked torn. "Yes, but not this time. Get undressed." He moved to the nightstand and tossed condom and lube onto the pillow.

Austin shrugged off his jeans, socks and underwear. He clambered onto the bed and presented his ass, just like last time.

"Not like that," Lynton said. "Turn over."

Austin did so, lying on his back, watching as Lynton climbed onto the bed and moved onto his side, feet to Austin's head, head dipping to his groin.

Austin got the message. He curled into Lynton so they could sixty-nine. Taking Lynton's cock in his mouth, he gasped as Lynton's hot mouth engulfed him in turn.

Oh Christ, it was good, sucking and being sucked. The hotter Lynton got him, the harder Austin sucked his dick, until the noises Lynton made drove Austin crazy. Lynton's hands were all over him, on his balls, his ass, pinching his nipples, and finally, Lynton got hold of the lube. Wet fingers probed Austin's hole, spearing him. He thrust forward, nearly choking Lynton in his excitement.

Austin squirmed, bucking as Lynton pegged his prostate. He stroked and rubbed and made Austin's cock jerk and leak.

"Mmm." Lynton drew back, licking his cockhead. "You taste good, Austin."

The praise drove Austin on. The fingers in his ass and the tongue licking up and down his shaft were about ready to send him over the edge. He cupped Lynton's balls, lifted them and went beneath, tonguing Lynton's taint with darting licks, listening to Lynton hiss, his fingers tightening in Austin's hair.

Oh yes, he liked that. Austin needed to maneuver him into a position where he could tongue a little bit more than Lynton's taint. He tried to push his tongue between Lynton's cheeks and the vet pushed him back. "You're going to make me blow my load." He was panting and flushed.

Austin lay on his back, knees open, with what he hoped was a coy look on his face. "Isn't that the idea?"

Lynton smiled. He trailed his fingers over Austin's hip before he reached for the condom and tore it open with his teeth. Austin's ass clenched, watching him roll the latex down his dick and cover it with lube.

God, for a guy being forced into this, he was desperate to get fucked by Lynton. But he was past shame and regret. That was for later and the cold light of day. He needed this.

Lynton knelt between his legs, holding his dick. They watched each other for a long moment before Lynton pressed against him and Austin gave a little cry as he pushed inside.

So big, so slick, filling him so full he could barely breathe, taking him right to the edge in an instant. He threw his head back and whimpered. He could feel Lynton's teeth on his throat before the vet pulled back and went right into his prostate.

"Holy fuck!" Austin arched, shaking and clenching, fingers gripping Lynton's shoulders.

Lynton growled. He sucked at Austin's neck, one hand on his head, his touch tender, at odds with the swift movements of his dick. "You're something else," he muttered against Austin's skin.

Austin cried out, bucking, moving into each thrust with snaps of his hips. "No, you're…something…else," he ground out. "Nobody ever…fucked me…like you."

Lynton captured his mouth hard. They clung together like drowning men, tongues entangled like their bodies. Austin grasped Lynton tight with his thighs. He jammed a hand between their bodies, gripping his erection and jerking fast, in time with their movements. The swollen head of his cock sliding against Lynton's washboard abs drove him wild.

He couldn't last another moment. This was everything he had ever hoped for and never got in one desperate fumble after another. For the first time in his life, someone had brought him to life. Made him a real man, taking the pleasure he needed.

Austin thundered to a climax, spurting all the way up his chest to his neck. He convulsed beneath Lynton, squeezing his dick until he fell back limply, gasping for breath.

Lynton carried on, giving another few thrusts into Austin's body before he moaned out, shuddering his completion. He came to rest with his lips nuzzling Austin's throat, his breath heavy and hot.

Austin whimpered. "Oh Christ."

"Yeah," Lynton said. "Yeah." He sounded drained. "Come here." He cupped Austin's head and kissed him.

They kissed for some minutes, lazy and slow kisses, exploring each other's mouths. Austin was sure he didn't imagine the palpable emotion between them, how Lynton was just as shattered as he was by the intensity of their lovemaking. He felt nothing but softness and tenderness towards the lover he had previously hated. Austin's mind went spinning off yet again into fond fantasies of this being the start of an all-encompassing love affair. Of Lynton being the one. Ludicrous. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Lynton finally eased free and climbed off the bed, pulling off the condom as he walked towards the bathroom. Austin lay staring at the ceiling, waiting to be told to get out within the next few minutes. He wondered how he was going to even move because his limbs were numb with the force of his climax. The sweat soon began to dry on his body, leaving him cold.

When Lynton exited the bathroom, Austin was shivering. "Get under the covers," Lynton said and pulled the comforter up over him. Austin curled up and Lynton climbed in beside him. He turned Austin on his side so he could spoon him and his warm flesh made Austin melt all over again. He sank into sleep with a smile on his face.