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I got you, that's all I wantI won't forget, that's a whole lot The weekend break had been wonderful, Charlie had returned to set fired up and raring to crack on. It had also given him a whole heap of new things to think about, to process. It’s become obvious to his colleagues that Charlie’s ‘getting some’, and he’s brushed off the teasing with a smile and a shrug - not entirely sure how the gender of his new lover will go down.The next three days are hard core - 18 hour days - indeed the second day he’d simply slept in his trailer rather than haul ass home - but after the fourth day he’s ready to go home, eat some take out and sleep in his own bed.It’s gone 10 when he pulls the bike into his garage - he sets his helmet aside, pulls off his gloves and heads in, the house dark and quiet. He dumps his bag on the counter in the kitchen and opens the fridge, takes a long drink of milk and sucks the droplets from his mustache. He needs to call Colton, all they’ve managed the last couple of days is some jokey teasing texts. And he’s getting the itch.Colton has tried to keep himself occupied but being just days away from filming he’s antsy and missing Charlie desperately. By day four he can’t take it anymore and heads out to Charlie’s house. He doesn’t attempt to cook and since he has no idea what time his lover will be home he figures they’ll get something delivered if Charlie is hungry. Some time around nine Colton falls asleep in Charlie’s bed, holding his pillow tightly.Charlie flicks on a light, hunts out the take out menu and orders up a pile of Chinese food - that done he toes off his sneakers and pads down the hall and up the stairs to his bedroom, figuring he’ll take a quick shower and pull on some sweat pants while he waits for his food. He flips on the hall light and pushes open his bedroom door.“Jesus fuck!” He starts, his heart in his throat when he sees the body in his bed, then, as his eyes adjust he sees his lovers face. “Fucking hell Cole!”“What?” Colton sits bolt upright, heart racing, “Charlie? Fuck, what time is it?”Dropping his ass on the side of the bed, Charlie reaches out to put his hand on Colton’s sheet draped thigh. “S’just after 10.30, you scared the fuck out of me,” he admits, but he doesn’t sound pissed, far from it. “Hey baby,” he adds a little softer.“Me too,” Colton cranes his neck for a kiss, “sorry, but I missed you.” It hadn’t occurred to Colton that Charlie might not want him just dropping in like this, “I still have a key but you can have it back if you want.”“No, no...” Charlie leans in, presses his mouth to Colton’s for a brief, closed mouth kiss. “S’fine, just..put a sticky note on the door from the garage, or leave something down stairs so I know you’re here, okay?” He smiles, resting his forehead against his lover’s for a moment. “I just ordered in some take out, wanna share?”At the thought of food Colton’s stomach answers for him, “Yeah, please,” he grins at the rumble, snakes his arms around Charlie’s neck and pulls him down, demanding more kisses with the press of his lips.Laughing Charlie lets himself be pulled down, his smile pressed to Colton’s greedy mouth. He spends the next few minutes kissing his boy, thoroughly. Finally though he lifts is head, rubs the tip of his nose to Colton’s. “Missed you,”“How much?” Colt asks cheekily, allowing his brand new erection to press into Charlie’s hip.“You are fucking incorrigible!” Charlie laughs again, “I’ve hardly slept since I saw you, I just did an 18 hour day and I’ve not eaten since lunch time - your fucking sex can wait,”Colton chuckles, “My sex huh?” He nuzzles into Charlie’s neck and licks just under his ear before sucking gently and inhaling the scent of Charlie’s warm sweat.“Yeah, your sex, your dick, your ass..that fucking hunger of yours,” Charlie tilts his head, enjoying the attention. “I need a shower,” he murmurs after a few moments.“Can I wash your back?” Colt asks lightly, waggling his eyebrows, the thought of wet, naked Charlie is very appealing.“No! You can keep an ear out for the delivery man, my wallet’s in my backpack on the kitchen counter,” A quick kiss planted on the tip of Colton’s nose. “And there’s beer in the fridge,” he pulls back.Colton pouts, “You’d have to get the door if I wasn’t here …” he mutters as he rolls out of bed to pull on a pair of shorts. Colton is watching his weight as always but there’s a heat tonight that demands a beer. He grabs two and takes them into the bathroom, twisting the top off one and leaning on the vanity, he’s going to watch even if he can’t join in.Rinsing shampoo out of his hair, Charlie pushes it back from his face and opens his eyes. He grins when he sees Colton’s outline through the steamed up shower screen. “So, what have you been up to huh?” he calls out.“I went up to Malibu with Alli for a couple of days,” Colton sips the ice cold brew, “to work on my tan, we start shooting next week.” He’s excited about it but that is tempered by the thought of less time with Charlie.“Already?” Charlie flips the shower off and steps out - grabbing a towel. “We’re not going to see much of each other huh?”“Nope,” Colton replies sadly, “Maybe we can sleep together sometimes,” and he means sleep as well as sex, “I’ll get you a key to my place, it’s closer to the studio, if you’re there instead of on location.”“Sleep?” Charlie looks up from where he’s bent over drying his legs. “Yeah sure,” he nods. “I don’t want to go weeks without seeing you, however briefly,”“I don’t want to go days without seeing you,” Colton takes Charlie’s towel and motions him to turn, scrubbing his back dry, “don’t wanna go hours either,” he adds quietly.“Cole...” Charlie sighs, glancing over his shoulder. “You knew it would be like this - hell when I’m done with ‘Sons’ I have a movie lined up - I’ll be away then, on set,” He’s too tired to get into this right now.“Doesn’t mean I have to like it,” Colton pouts. He hangs up the towel and hands Charlie an open beer just as the doorbell rings. “I’ll get that.”He watches Colton go - appreciating the way his ass moves in his shorts. He towels his hair off and picks up his brush which he carries back to the bedroom - he’s missed Colton taking care of that for him. He sets himself in the bed, turns on the bedside stereo and leans back to the head board.Colton appears at the door a few minutes after he left, “You want it in here?”“Yeah,” Charlie smiles. “With you...hurry up!”He drops the bag on the bed, nose screwed up at eating there and not somewhere more appropriate, then goes out to the kitchen for forks and plates before returning to Charlie shaking his head, “What? I don’t want to make a mess.” Once he is settled on the bed Colt peeks into the containers, “What did you get?”“Lots of not very healthy stuff,” Charlie laughs, “Open ‘em up, I’m ravenous,” He picks up a plate and starts to load it up. “Hmm, chili beef!”“Ugh, it’s so greasy,” Colton wasn’t hungry when he was missing Charlie but now that he can smell it he finds that he is, “you realise this means another thirty minutes on the bike tomorrow?” And despite his complaints he dishes himself a hearty serve of Chow Mein.“If you had told me you were coming over I could have ordered in steamed fish you whiny ass bitch,” Charlie snorts as he shovels a fresh mouthful of beef into his mouth, he winks to show he’s teasing.Colton ignores the comment but adds, “Or fifteen minutes if I can find someone to have sex with tonight …” He doesn’t wink back at Charlie but he does smile.One blonde brow rises and it’s only when Charlie’s finished his mouthful and swallowed does he reply.“Well, if that’s what you’re looking for isn’t West Hollywood a better hunting ground?” Charlie drawls, because hell yes he wants to fuck tonight - and he wants to fuck this man.He knows Charlie is teasing, maybe, “Nah, too much competition for a pretty boy like me.” Colton is satisfied with about half what he put on his plate since the conversation has taken on a sexual flavour.Charlie wipes his lip with the heel of his hand. “You’re the hottest fucking boy I’ve ever seen,” he says softly. “That’s why I had to have you,”Colton blushes, dipping his head to look at Charlie through his lashes, "I bet you say that to all the boys."That blush, that look, has Charlie all growly. “Don’t throw my fucking compliment back at me, you know I don’t look at other boys, I didn’t want a boy, I wanted you Colton. I still only want you, you’re mine,”It surprises Colton every time Charlie is like this and he swallows hard, "M'all yours," he replies seriously, "are you done eating yet?"Charlie eyes Colton over his plate, and glances down at it - making his lover wait is never a bad idea. “No,” he shakes his head and turns his attention back to his food.“That’s not fair Charlie,” Colton pouts, “you get all growly and … look!” he points to the obvious bulge in the front of his shorts. This is a side of Charlie that has taken far too long to come out and one that Colton absolutely loves. That Charlie can be so playful is just another reason that he is perfect for Colt.“Do you want a pussy whipped bitch as your lover Colton? Or someone who’ll put you in your place, on your knees, with a dick in your mouth and ass so sore from fucking you can’t sit straight?” Charlie’s tone is rather matter of fact as he continues to eat - as if he were discussing something as mundane as the weather.Those words do nothing to change the situation in Colton’s pants but it does wipe the smile off his face. “You know that’s what I want,” he returns, voice unintentionally huskier than it was a minute ago.Charlie shoves a further forkful of beef into his mouth and eats it, his eyes on his lover the whole time, taking in the faint flush the way his eyes are darkening. When he’s done he sets his plate aside and uses a paper napkin to wipe sauce from his beard.“Is that what you’re getting Colton?”“Mostly,” Colton is pinned by Charlie’s eyes, there’s a predatory gleam in them and it ramps up his arousal.“Mostly?” Charlie tips head to one side, as he sets the napkin on his plate.Colton squirms, “Only other thing I want is more,” it feels like Charlie is getting closer though he’s not moving, Colton can smell the soap and sweat on Charlie’s skin. “I … I can put the rest of this in the fridge for you, if you want?”“Leave the fucking food alone,” The growl is back in Charlie’s throat. “More? It’s always more Colton, hows that work hmm? When I don’t see you every day?”Colt frowns, unsure now if Charlie is still teasing or he’s actually angry, “Just because I can’t have it doesn’t stop me wanting,” it’s the best he can do.“How much would be enough?” Charlie rolls on his ass and pushes the bedding down. “How often do you want my dick in you Colton?”Despite what Charlie ordered him to do Colton gathers the take out boxes and moves them off the bed to the dresser before turning back and sitting on the edge of the bed. “All the time,” he murmurs the reply, “sometimes it’s all I think about,” a real blush reddens Colton’s neck and chest.“My dick? That’s what you think about?” Charlie cups his junk and starts to tug his cock. “Just my dick?”“No,” Colton fights the urge to look down but he knows Charlie doesn’t like that so he scrubs the back of his neck, “I think about you too, being with you,” when his eyes follow the movement of Charlie’s hand he licks his lips.“Why?” He’s pushing and he knows it.“Why what?” Colton frowns, “Why do I think about you? Why do I want you?” his frustration is starting to show, “Because you’re you, because I love you.”Charlie reaches out, his hands closing on Colton’s arms and he hauls him in, using all his strength to pull him close, when he has him cradled in one arm he smooths his hand over the side of Colton’s face. “Who’d you belong to baby?” he asks softly, his tone a counterpoint to the way he’s holding his lover.Colt’s stomach lurches when Charlie grabs him and his breath is suddenly short and his cock is so hard it hurts, “You.”“And who do I belong to huh?” He rubs his thumb along one sharp cheekbone, his face serious, his eyes watching Colton’s face, loving how his pupils have blown wide.“Me?” Colton guesses hopefully.A half smile and Charlie nods, his hair falling out from where it was tucked behind his ear. “You,” he agrees, he slips his hand down and around Colton’s throat. And he uses it to maneuver Colton down onto his back, he pulls at the boys shorts with his free hand, until they come away and he tosses them aside. “You are so beautiful,” he murmurs, “Open your legs,”Charlie doesn’t even have to ask, Colton is moving as soon as Charlie is, laying back and opening to his lover. He doesn’t consider why the hand on his throat is actually heightening his arousal, not until later.“You want me to fuck you?” Charlie rumbles, moving to lay over his lover, his hips settling between splayed thighs. “You want me to ram my cock so far up your ass you can taste it hmm?”“Yes,” Colton whimpers, his cock and balls squashed under Charlie’s weight but he doesn’t care as long as Charlie is right there. He spreads his legs as wide as possible, hands sliding up Charlie’s chest and around his neck, “Yes please.”Lube is recovered from the bedside, spilled in and around Colton’s asshole and then he smears the rest over his own dick before rubbing the leaking head against the fluttering pucker. “Breathe baby,” he murmurs. “Breathe for me,”As Charlie’s hand rests on Colton’s throat he is reminded of another night here where Charlie hit him and backed him up to the wall hard and he whimpers. “Please,” he begs, barely a whisper.Those beautiful big baby blue eyes stare up at Charlie, and it’s all he can do to keep going - something in his chest squeezes hard and he he gives the boy the briefest of nods. Then he’s pushing, his dick stretching out Colton’s hole, not stopping until he feels the give and he’s pressing in, until he’s balls deep. The lack of latex makes his head swim, Colton’s body so hot and tight around his hypersensitive cock.Colton moans, the intrusion bringing him back from the memories. Charlie’s entry burns and fills him perfectly. He tilts his hips and pulls his legs up, taking Charlie in as far as possible. “Feels so good, Charlie ...”He covers Colton’s mouth with his own, kissing his boy, his lover, deep and nasty, he can’t risk hearing ‘nice’ from his lover, he wants to feel Colton’s body respond, he wants his lover to come utterly apart beneath him - he uses his hands to press Colton down, his fingers returning time and again to his lover’s throat.The way Charlie is so close, heavy, pinning him, means Colton’s arousal is building with almost no direct manipulation. The position isn’t helping either, while Charlie is getting in he’s not getting deep enough or thrusting with the right timing; if one of those things were better then Colt could hang onto that and come.Something’s off, even as aroused as he is, Charlie can tell something’s not right. He pulls back, hair hanging in his face, breathless, a little sweaty. “What?” he grinds out.Colton whines, grasping for Charlie, “Don’t stop Charlie, please don’t stop.” Now that Charlie is a little more upright he is in a better position to stimulate Colton’s prostate. “Oh fuck!” Colton’s eyes roll back and his cock jumps, “That’s fucking perfect Charlie.”Charlie’s brows pop, he’d not expected that, he cants his hips again, mesmerised as he watched Colton’s eyes roll again, the lashes flutter. The new position means he can drink in how his boys body flexes beneath him, abs crunching, the tight cords in his neck when he tilts his head, baring his throat. “Oh fuck...you’re beautiful,” he growls out, snapping his hips up repeatedly.His hands fly up above his head so Colton can grip the bedhead, mostly to arch his back but to also keep himself from jerking his cock and ending this too soon. His balls tighten and there are tingles coalescing in Colt’s groin. “Are you coming soon? Don’t know if I can hold off …”Lip caught between his teeth, nostrils flared, Charlie nods, sweat beads over his forehead and he grunts out at one particular thrust.Colton’s mouth falls open and he lets out a guttural moan, his orgasm about two of Charlie’s thrusts away. “Soon, fuck me, soon.”His hand goes back around Colton’s throat, he can see how close his lover is, and he squeezes as he slams in once, twice and then the third time he stills, shouting out some wordless noise of pleasure as he cums hard, filling Colton with his semen.Part of Colton’s brain is calmly telling him that he should be panicking as Charlie’s hand clamps almost hard enough to stop Colton’s breath. He doesn’t. His body reacts before his brain even has the necessary arguments and bucks up under Charlie, cock flexing and spraying come all the way to where Charlie’s hand is holding him.With his hips still tucked up snug against Colton’s ass, Charlie lets his hand slide away and he drops down, whiskers rubbing against Colton’s jaw as he pressed a messy, but tender kiss against the lightly bruised skin of his boys throat.“Hmm,” Colton moans, breathing hard. When his lover pulls back Colt grins, “You get better at that every time.” As he’s looking at Charlie he can feel his cock softening inside and then a wetness dribbling down between his ass cheeks and Colton’s eyes open wide, “You didn’t use a condom.”“No, I didn’t.” Charlie agrees, pressing a kiss to the corner of his boys mouth. “It was time,”“Fuck,” Colt could get hard all over again at the thought, he adds in a whisper, “can’t wait to feel it running out of me.”“Why’s that?” Charlie smiles, nuzzling Colton’s ear. “Hmm, girls usually hate it, do boys like it huh?”“Your boy does,” and Colton’s cock is responding to spite him, “means you’ve been there,” he draws a breath, “and maybe if there’s a bit left there tomorrow I’ll be able to feel it then, touch myself and feel it still slippery …”“Dirty bitch,” Charlie smirks, “So I did it right huh? Seemed off to start with - you gotta tell me about that shit,” He’s still pressed against Colton, his dick still tucked up inside him.“It wasn’t that you were doing it wrong,” Colt tries to explain, “more that you were doing too many things right and all of it just wasn’t enough.” He’s aware that he isn’t making sense but there’s no better way to explain it, “I was just a bit frustrated … you fixed it though,” he adds with a wide smile.“Apparently so,” Charlie drawls as he pushes up, he shifts his hips and pulls his dick free, dropping down beside his boy.Colton feels it right away and it’s like a gush, he moans lowly and rolls to his side so Charlie’s release has to flow over more of his ass before it soaks the sheets. “How was it for you?” Colt asks shyly.“Fucking awesome,” Charlie turns his head watching Colton. He yawns widely and reaches down to scratch his balls.“I think I better clean up a bit, and piss,” He grins as he climbs out of the bed and heads for the bathroom.“You’re always fucking washing yourself,” Charlie calls out after Colton’s ass - an ass that has damps smears all over it, much to Charlie’s amusement. “I thought you wanted my cum in your ass?”“In it yeah,” Colt calls over his shoulder as he stands over the toilet, “gonna get itchy if I leave it on there though.” It’s only a minute or two until Colt has swiped his ass with paper and washed his hands then he’s back in bed and snuggling in close to Charlie, “Love you,” he says around a yawn.Tugging the covers up around them, Charlie reaches out to switch off the stereo and the light. The room stinks of sex and take out food, and he’s sure they’ll both bitch about that in the morning, but right now he can’t find it in him to care. He tugs his lover in and wraps his arms around him, burying his nose in Colton’s hair. “Go to sleep,”END