It was later than usual when he pulled into the parking space outside his apartment. The sun had set in the distance, leaving a dusky glow above the building. He fumbled for his keys for a moment then opened the door, pushing it closed with his hip as he entered. He sat a bag of groceries on the counter and started to reach for the answering machine when he realized he wasn't alone in the apartment.

It was just a faint sound, nothing most people would notice. But this was his haven, and even a subtle shift in the wind outside caught his attention. He looked around for any signs of who might be in his home, and when his eyes came to rest on the jacket tossed haphazardly across the back of the couch, he smiled. The noise reached his ears once again and he started down the hallway toward his bedroom.

The sounds grew louder as he neared the door and when he finally looked in, his heart almost stopped at the sight before him. The long, lean body spread out on his bed was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Nimble fingers wrapped around a throbbing cock, slowly working it up and down. Muscles tensed, breath hitched…the whole thing was almost more than he could take.

When he saw Tyson reach up and pinch a nipple, causing it to turn dark red, he moaned out loud, his own cock twitching in response. Hazel eyes shot open, fixing him with a look that burned into his very core. A smile slowly spread across the other man's face. "Hey, Sean." It was little more than a breathless whisper. Leaning in the doorway, he smiled across the room.

"Don't stop on my account," he encouraged, pulling the t-shirt over his head and tossing it across the room. On the bed, Ty shifted slightly, making room for Sean to join him. "I told you not to stop." Blue eyes locked into a stare, each man silently fighting to mark the territory as their own. He kicked off his shoes and slipped the workout pants over his hips, leaving them in a puddle at the door.

Making his way to the huge bed in the middle of the room, a smile creased the corners of his mouth. The bed dipped as he lays down, his head at the foot of the bed. With the slightest touch, he runs his fingers across the weeping head of the other man's cock before enclosing his own with a tight fist. His eyes never move from the face across from him as he begins to stroke himself.

With a groan, the other man continues his own movements, watching the intense pleasure taking over the face of the devil himself. A soft chuckle escapes his lips and his eyes begin to slip closed - until he felt a slight tickle between his legs. Sean's hand made its way up his thigh, coming to rest right below the heavy sac of his balls. A flick of his wrist, and Sean's hand was holding the puckered flesh, squeezing it rhythmically.

He swallowed hard, then opened his eyes again, looking at the man next to him. Sean smiled. "You been here long?" It was such a mundane question, out of the blue at the moment and it made him laugh. "About an hour, I guess," he responded. "Watched the news, then got tired of waiting for you. So I decided to start by myself."

He watched as Sean nodded, his hand slowly continuing the task at hand. Suddenly, Sean sat up and pulled open the drawer of the nightstand, reaching in and pulling out a thick, purple dildo. He tossed that onto the bed, along with a bottle of lube, then looked deep into those hazel eyes again. The quirk of the other man's eyebrow caused his whole face to move.

"I wanna watch you fuck yourself," Sean whispered huskily. The words had barely left his lips before the other man grabbed the latex object and covered it with the slick oil. He raised one leg, foot planted firmly on the mattress before he shoved the purple head into his ass. Sean groaned out loud, knowing the pain that had to accompany the impatient gesture.

But the smile on Ty's face told him everything he needed to know. Sometimes, it was all about the pain. The dildo disappeared completely inside him, then slid out again. His pace was erratic and Sean shuddered, knowing how good that had to feel. A few minutes later, he knew his lover had hit the mother lode when a sharp gasp filled the room and his body tensed.

Sean's hand moved faster over his cock, the other once again capturing the other man's balls. Lines of pleasure etched his lover's face and he smiled as his hand began to move faster. Leaning over, Sean placed a tiny, reverent kiss on a nipple before biting down on it, drawing blood to the surface. The other man jerked up, causing the dildo to sink even further inside him.

Sean smiled down at him. "You got a problem?" he asked with a chuckle. He laughed even harder when the other man smiled at him and said, "if I do, are you gonna solve it?" Sean shook his head. "That's your job, man," he said, flicking his tongue over the reddened nipple. The other man looked up at him again and smiled. His teeth closed over the burning flesh once again and Ty hissed in pleasure.

His balance was precarious at best, one hand flying over his cock as the other moved the thick latex cock in and out. Sean reached down and closed his hand over Ty's, forcing the object deeper inside of him, not allowing any room for movement. "What the fuck?" Ty asked and Sean just looked at him before covering his body with his own. A hard, deep kiss brought blood to both their mouths as Sean continued to keep his hands from moving.

With a guttural growl, Sean reached between them and pulled the dildo out, tossing it across the room. In one fluid movement, he placed Ty's leg over his shoulder and sunk his cock deep into his ass. Ty screamed and Sean shuddered. "Changed my mind," Sean grunted as he began to pound himself deeper and deeper inside the bald man beneath him.

"Oh yeah?" was the only response he got, as Ty was too caught up in the waves of pleasure and pain washing over him. Sean's hips moved faster, harder…driving him deeper inside until the tip of his cock pounded into Ty's prostate, sending him into a frenzy. There was no relief from the intense pressure on the spongy tissue and Ty fought for some kind of leverage.

Sean reached up with one hand and grabbed the headboard, forcing Ty's leg back. Shifting his hips slightly, Sean began to thrust in at a different angle, causing the bed to bang against the wall. Ty's hands found Sean's hips and squeezed, his nails digging into the tender flesh. It was Sean's turn to hiss as he saw Ty reach down and wrap his hand around his cock once again.

They matched each other stroke for stroke as they hurtled toward the ultimate pleasure. Another hard kiss caused a trickle of blood to flow down Ty's lip onto his chin as Sean eagerly lapped up the coppery fluid. He felt Ty's ass began to clench, the muscles attempting to pull an orgasm from him in record time. A few more strokes and Sean knew it wouldn't be long. The pressure on his cock was driving him wild, but he wasn't quite ready for Ty to join him.

As Sean threw his head back, howling at the ceiling as he emptied himself into Ty's tight ass, his hand clamped down over the base of the other man's cock and Ty cried out. "You bastard!" The words echoed off the wall as Sean shifted once again, leaning down to take Ty's cock into his mouth. His throat tightened around the head, trying his best to milk every drop he could from the other man.

Ty screamed out his name, reaching down to grab hold of Sean's hair, shoulder - anything he could. His body convulsed once…twice…three times before he let loose, filling Sean's mouth with thick, salty liquid. Sean swallowed it all, his hand still working Ty's balls as he felt them empty into his mouth. Gently, he removed his softening cock from his lover's body, then moved up to lay next to him.

They shared another kiss, tasting blood and cum together. Ty smiled, resting his leg across Sean's body. "So…" he began. Sean looked down at him and smiled. "So what?" he asked. Ty shrugged, watching the room darken even further as the night moved on. Sean chuckled. "You got a problem?" Ty snuggled close to him, wrapping his arms around Sean's waist. "Not any more." And they slept.