Rain in A Bottle
Grayson stood there with his chest puffed out. His eyes narrowed on Ant. You could see the smoke coming from his ears. Anthony had both fist balled, watery eyes, and red cheeks. It was obvious that he felt equal parts rage and jealousy. The dark sky sparkled with lights from a nearby storm.
“Son of a bitch,” Aiden groaned as he grabbed his jaw. His mouth felt sore from the impact. He spat out a few drops of blood.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Grayson’s tone was low, deep, and rage-filled.
Ant chuckled in disbelief. “Me? What the hell is wrong with you, Blue? You keep picking him. Why him? Tell me. NOW!”
Grayson charged at Anthony. He rammed his entire head and shoulders into Anthony’s waist. The force knocked Anthony to the ground. Ant used all his strength and rolled Grayson onto his back. Ant drew his fist and punched the man.
Anthony drew his fist back again. Aiden jumped up, ran over, and yanked him by the shirt off Grayson. Aiden tossed him across the dirt. Anthony quickly stood up. His blood was pounding in his veins. Aiden stood in between them with his veins bulging from the side of his neck. Grayson stood up. He was ready to have it out with Anthony.
“Move, Aiden,” Grayson shouted at him. “This is between me and Anthony.”
“He fuckin’ hit me,” Aiden screamed.
“I know!” There was fury in Grayson’s voice and thunder with his words.
“Fuck you both,” Anthony shouted. “We just had sex earlier, and you come running to him and you’re ready to fight over this man.”
“What?” Aiden’s eyes bulged, and his throat tightened. “You left me earlier and went and slept with him?”
For a split second, everything in the world stood still. There in the distance, out beyond the empty lot and just barely past the wet grass, he saw him. Grayson knew it wasn’t real, but it felt real, and it filled him with something special. Braylon stood in his raincoat with a smile on his face. Grayson blinked, and his little brother was gone. He turned toward Aiden.
“I slept with him, but I didn’t leave you to sleep with him,” Grayson answered as he stared into Aiden’s eyes. He held nothing back. He allowed Aiden to see the ugliest parts of himself. “I have a twisted relationship with Anthony. He was the first and only guy I ever loved for a long time. My trauma is so connected to him.”
Aiden’s eyes flickered back and forth between Grayson and Anthony. “So, you love him?”
Grayson sighed, “I do love him, but I’m not in love with him. I haven’t been for a very long time.” Grayson turned to Anthony. “I haven’t been fair to you. We were so in love, Ant. Then everything changed in the blink of an eye. I blame myself for what happened to Braylon. I blamed you for being the reason I was in that storm to begin with. So, every so often, I’d come to see you and give you what you wanted so that it would mess up whatever happiness you had.”
A tear rolled from Anthony’s eye. “I knew you didn’t love me. Not like you used to when we were younger. I wanted you to love me, and I also wanted to ease my guilt. We were supposed to be endgame. You were my soul, Blue. We were going to love each other to the end of time.”
“I was supposed to die that night. You did love me until the end of my time. The version of me you loved died that night. I’m not him, and truthfully, you aren’t that version of Ant. You are free. Go be happy. You’ve done your part. You did it better than most people would have.”
“I don’t know how to walk away from you, Blue,” Ant cried. “I’ve loved you for so long. How am I supposed to just be okay? I don’t know how to move on from this?’
“Yes, you do. Be present in your now. Stop living in the past. It’s okay to remember how we used to be. Cherish those times, but don’t trade your now for your past when you can’t go back. Life is going to treat you well if you let it, Ant. I forgive you.”
Grayson wrapped his arms around Anthony. He gave him one final hug that eased the tension and hurt Anthony felt in his body. Anthony exhaled, and his soul cried out. He had been walking around for years with his own guilt from that night. He had walked away with a visible scar on him. Only his scar lay buried deep, and those are the worst kind of scars because no one sees them. No one knows if you're bleeding or if you’re healed. It’s usually too late by the time they find out.
Anthony turned to Aiden. “If you hurt him, I’ll hurt you. He deserves to be happy even if he doesn’t know it yet.”
“I got it from here,” Aiden replied. “He’s the storm I've been waiting for my whole life.”
Anthony walked away. He knew he could never look back. If he looked back just even for a quick glance he knew he’d get sucked right back in. Grayson watched that chapter of his life write its final paragraph. Ant was gone, and for the first time, where emptiness had been, there was something small. It was hope!
“Are you going to let me in all the way, or are you going to run off again?” Aiden asked as he took hold of Grayson’s hand.
Grayson turned and stared into Aiden’s eyes. The stare was so deep and intense that it made Aiden feel shy. The bull dropped his head and ran his fingers through the back of his hair. He looked back up, and Grayson was still staring at him with such depth.
“Why are you staring at me like that? It makes me not know how to act.”
“Because,” Grayson began. “You’re like...”
The wind moved through the trees slowly and peacefully. Grayson looked at Aiden like there was a secret waiting to be spoken. Everything felt like a slow exhale between them. Aiden loosely wrapped his fingers around Grayson’s. His thumb moved in slow circles.
Grayson spoke quietly. Like he was afraid for the rest of the world to hear him. “You’re like rain in a bottle.”
Aiden’s brows drew slightly. “What?”
Grayson exhaled. “The rain always falls like something wild and unstoppable. No one can hold it. It comes and goes.” He smiled for a moment. “I used to catch it when I was a kid. I’d put it in a bottle, and it fascinated me. All the beauty and all that chaos…stilled. Kept.”
Aiden, unsure of himself, asked, “You think of me as chaos?”
“That’s what you feel like, Aiden Sky. You should be something I can’t touch. Something just passing my life right on by. But you’re here with me and I don’t understand how that’s possible or why.”
Aiden took a moment to absorb Grayson’s words. They were poetic and insightful. His eyes softened, and then he leaned in closer. Their foreheads almost touched.
“Then don’t try to understand it. Just hold on to it. Hold on to us.”
Grayson nodded his head. Their foreheads touched, and the space between them was officially gone.
***
Aiden walked out of the bathroom. The steam flowed out of the room behind. He strolled in in a pair of black boxer briefs that hung to his delicious, muscled body. The sound of “Tennessee Whiskey” by Chris Stapleton pulled his attention. In the middle of the bed, he found Grayson waiting patiently for him. The chocolate hunk looked amazing in a pair of grey briefs. Aiden stopped moving, and his eyes roamed over the man’s body.
“I want you to pour your rain out all over my body.” Grayson’s voice was low, tight, and teasing.
Aiden moved without saying a word. His body, however, said it all. He climbed into the bed. Grayson sat up on his knees just as Aiden wrapped his arm around his lower back and pulled him close. Grayson wrapped his arms around Aiden’s neck, and their lips drew close, and the two kissed. Aiden’s hand dropped to Grayson’s ass.
Aiden ran his hands across those incredible cheeks. They felt soft to his touch. Grayson slid inside of Aiden’s mouth, and his hand slowly stroked Aiden’s growing erection. The way they touched one another gave them chills. Their tongues playfully danced together.
Grayson pulled Aiden’s cock out through the opening of the underwear. His hands felt soft and tender around the thick piece of flesh. Aiden moaned softly. He pulled away and hopped off the bed. Grayson quickly slipped his underwear off, as did Aiden.
Aiden stood close to the bed. Grayson slid over to him and took his throbbing member into his mouth. Aiden let out a sigh of pleasure. He ran his hand down Grayson’s back and onto his ass. His thick digit moved along the slit of the man’s ass. His finger made contact with the tight pucker.
Grayson’s tongue moved the side of Aiden’s cock. He licked it from the base to the head and then rolled his tongue across and around Aiden’s balls. He took the appendage back into his mouth and forced it further down his throat. The sensation tingled Aiden in all the right places. Grayson’s gag reflex was something to be admired. He could make a dick feel like gold.
“Feels so good, Storm,” Aiden beamed.
Aiden laid on his back and Grayson straddled his face. That long and thick tongue swiped across his rosebud. Aiden pushed his tongue inside of him. As he ate him out Grayson sucked his cock harder than before. Aiden’s tongue swirled around the inner and outer ring of Grayson’s ass.
Their moans grew more intense. Aiden used his thick hands to massage those cheeks as his tongue probed the inside of that warm valley. Grayson’s throat expanded and he swallowed more of Aiden’s cock. The stud began to buck his hips. He fucked up into Grayson’s mouth. His hands moved over those chocolate cakes and the lower part of Grayson’s back. His touches gave the man chills. His tongue deep inside of him, tasting every past life.
Grayson rolled onto his back. He spread his legs, and Aiden caught a view of his winking hole. It looked tight and ready to eat some dick. Aiden placed the head of his wet and throbbing member against Grayson’s hole. He pushed, and it slipped right inside of the man. It spread him with perfect ease.
Grayson breathed, “Oh…yes!”
Aiden leaned down and kissed him. Their chest connected, and Grayson wrapped his legs around the man’s waist. His hole felt stretched, stuffed, and loved. Aiden slowly moved his hips. His cock made small little jabs and pushed against the tight anal walls. He could feel nothing but intense pressure and pleasure in his cock.
Aiden began to increase his hip movements. His thick cock started to truly move in and out of Grayson hole. Moans began to flow as the chocolate drop started to stroke his hard dick. Aiden’s cock moved deeper inside of him. Everything felt intense, slow, and deliberate. Grayson wrapped his arm around Aiden’s neck. Their lips touched again, and the bed slowly rocked. Aiden pulled away from their kiss.
“You feel so good inside,” Aiden confessed.
His eyes met Grayson’s gaze. They stared deep into each other’s eyes. There was peace and courage in their shared stare. Grayson ran his fingers through Aiden’s hair as the man began to fuck him faster. Grayson’s moans grew louder as that cock slid against his anal walls over and over. His hole felt wet and hot.
“Fuck me, Aiden,” Grayson told him.
Aiden pulled out of his gaping hole. He rolled him onto his knees. With the man face down ass up Aiden had the perfect vantage point. He admired those puffy anal lips and ran his hands and fingers across the pucker. Aiden lined his cock back up. His dick had gotten bigger. He eased it back inside Grayson. The man moaned loudly as his walls were stretched even more to fit Aiden’s new girth.
“FUCK,” Grayson cried. “Fuck me, baby.”
“Give me your pussy,” Aiden growled. “Give me all of you.”
Grayson started to rock back and forth, fucking himself on Aiden’s dick. His body moved fast as if he were fucking his favorite dildo at home. Aiden placed his right hand on Grayson’s fat ass. The feel of the muscles and fat rippling, bouncing, and clapping felt good to Aiden. Aiden’s thicker than average dick moved through the man at intense speeds.
The bed rocked and thumped. Aiden leaned over and stuck his tongue in Grayson's ear. The two men used their body to truly fuck one another. Minutes passed and Grayson found himself bouncing up and down on Aiden’s dick. Precum oozed from Grayson’s cock onto Aiden’s chest.
“It’s so fucking big,” Grayson exclaimed as his cock flopped around.
Aiden ran his hands down Grayson’s back to his ass. Aiden spread his legs and fucked up into the man. Grayson moved up and down his dick. He could feel it in his lower back, and it felt good. Grayson moved slowly as he twisted and ground his hips on Aiden’s pole. Suddenly, he picked up his pace. He moved up and down faster as he stroked his fat cock. His climax rapidly approached.
“Fuck,” he cried as hot cum shot from his cock and covered Aiden’s chest.
Aiden fucked up into him harder and harder, and harder. He gripped Grayson by the hips and gave him one final thrust. His cock erupted and he coated the man’s insides with hot cum. He let out a loud cry as his cock twitched repeatedly inside of Grayson’s hole.
It felt like time had come to a complete standstill. The two of them lay side by side. Their naked bodies were interlocked with one another. The room was quiet and filled with shallow breaths. Their eyes were locked on each other. The heat from their bodies engulfed each other. Aiden lazily stroked Grayson’s forehead with his finger. Grayson stroked Aiden’s arm.
“I leave tomorrow,” Grayson informed him.
“I just got you. I don’t want you to leave,” Aiden whispered.
“If I could stay, I would,” Grayson told him.
“You can stay. Just change the flight. Give me one more day with you before you leave, Storm. I want one more day of us just being in this close bubble. We can figure out the long-distance stuff later.”
“One more day, Aiden Sky.”
Aiden smiled, “I’m happy. You’ve made me real happy. My perfect little storm.”
“Well, I feel like I should be rewarded for my efforts in making such a stubborn ass bull real happy.” Grayson finished the sentence with an energetic smile.
“I think that deserves a perfect date tomorrow. How does that sound?”
“Oh. Sounds good.”
“It tastes even better,” Aiden told him as he rolled over onto Grayson.
Aiden stroked the side of Grayson’s face, and then he dived in for a kiss. The night was theirs, and it was full of passion and desire. Outside, the rain fell gently from the sky as the latest storm system rolled right on past them and out of the state.
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