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"Yeah...uh..." Haus glanced away. "We thought it might be better for you to stay here for a few days, just until we can figure out who is out to get you."

Kevin frowned, confused about the way Haus was acting. Why was he so nervous? Why wouldn't he make eye contact? "Is something wrong, Haus?"

"You, um, forgot to do up your pants all the way and you're kinda hanging out."

Kevin glanced down then closed his eyes, totally mortified. He opened his eyes and quickly tucked himself back into his pants and pulled them up. He had done away with zippers and buttons on almost all of his pants. Way too complicated. It also made getting around in the bathroom a little easier.

"I apologize, Haus. There is no excuse for—"

Haus held up his hand. "Don't. Please."

Kevin tucked in his lips.

"You have nothing to apologize for, Kevin. If anyone should be apologizing, it should be me for not telling you sooner. I just...wow." Haus's eyes rounded. "It's been awhile since I've seen a cock that nice, let alone been near one."

Kevin's jaw dropped as shock rolled through him, but only for a second. He grabbed the waistline of his pants. "Wanna see it again?" Kevin had no problem dropping his pants for this man. Hell, he might even beg for the opportunity.

"Can you...?" Haus swallowed tightly. "Are you able to—"

"Luckily, that part of the body works just fine. It's the legs that are crap. If you want to be technical, I'm paralyzed from about mid-thigh down, but I can still feel everything. I just can't get my legs to do what I want them to do."

Kevin knew he'd been lucky considering. His spine injury should have been paralyzed him from the waist down. For some reason his doctor couldn't explain, he wasn't. "Don't ask me why. It's just how things ended up."

"But you can feel everything?" Haus asked as he dropped to his knees.

"Yeah. Everything."

Kevin sucked in a breath when Haus leaned down and rubbed his face against the erection trying to free itself from Kevin's pants. Oh god, he was going to die. "Haus."

Haus grinned at him as he grabbed the waistband of his pants and pulled them down, hooking them under Kevin's balls. Haus's eyes never left Kevin's as he stuck out his tongue and ran it gently up the side to the top then over the small slit, capturing drops of pre-cum. A little bit at a time, Haus began sucking Kevin into his mouth, his tongue swirling around every inch it could reach.

It was unbelievable, all hot and achy. Kevin was going out of his mind.

Haus seemed to know just what to do to bring Kevin to the brink of release, stop, and build him back up again. He licked and sucked, and caressed until Kevin could do nothing more than lay there, whimpering. Kevin clenched handfuls of Haus's hair, his hips rising up to meet each downward plunge of Haus's mouth.

"Haus…gonna…" Kevin cried out as he came. Haus swallowed every drop he had to give. Kevin continued to clench in Haus's hair until the man pulled him off and sat up.

Kevin groaned in protest.

Haus chuckled. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet."

Kevin felt like singing a halleluiah chorus when Haus reached into the nightstand and came back with a bottle of lube before sitting back on his knees.

From the desire he could see burning in Haus's deep hazel eyes, no words were needed. Kevin's cock ached, his need growing with every passing second. He knew if he didn't get Haus's cock in his ass soon, he was going to blow without him.

"Can you stretch out in the middle of the bed?"

Kevin used his hands to scoot himself to the middle of the mattress, then grabbed his legs and swung them around until he was stretched out in the middle of the bed. He leaned back on his arms as he grinned at Haus.

"Now what?"

Huas chuckled as he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. "You might want to get undressed," he said as his hands went to the buttons of his pants.

All Kevin could do was sit there and stare as rippling muscles and tanned skin were revealed to his hungry gaze. Kevin groaned. It was unintelligible sound, but crystal clear in its volume. A deep groan of need, Kevin's need.

An involuntary shiver raced through Kevin's body when the Haus's large hands closed around his waist. Kevin's pants were yanked down his legs and tossed aside. His shirt followed quickly after.

Haus's big hands moved over his chest, settling on his nipples to pluck and pull at them. He seemed to know just how much to tug, to pull, how much pressure to use to bring Kevin to the very edge of bliss.

Kevin found himself doing the one thing he never did. He begged. "Please."

Yeah, he was that damn needy.

"I have to stretch you first, baby." Haus popped the lid and poured a sufficient amount of slick out onto his fingers, and then snapped it closed. He dropped the lube back onto the bed.

Kevin's high pitched grunt filled the room as Haus's fingers pushed into his ass. His body stiffened for a moment and then rippled. His heart thundered against his chest.

Haus started thrusting his fingers into Kevin's tight ass over and over again, until Kevin felt the little ring of muscles stretch and pulse against Haus's fingers.

"Gonna fuck you so good, Kev," Haus whispered as he pulled his fingers free and he scooted up against Kevin's ass cheeks.

Kevin heard something tear and then a moment later a big thick cock was pushed into his ass, the burning so intense that for a moment, Kevin thought he might pass out. He felt like his ass was being speared in two as Haus slowly pushed forward, sinking his huge cock into Kevin's tight hole.

By the time he felt Haus's thighs brush up against his ass Kevin thought he might be able to taste the man's cock in his throat. He tried not to wince when Haus stilled inside of him. His ass was stretched so wide he felt like he might be split in half and he ached.

He needed Haus to move, to fuck him, to do something. He was being impaled on a two by four and the man was just kneeling there, not moving.

It was driving Kevin insane.