The Right Price

Chapter 10: Mashed Potatoes And Ham

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Janet Price was gorgeous woman. Her cheekbones could cut glass, she took Tyler in a light hug. She smelled like an expensive perfume and she wore an expensive looking sweater with some black pants. She wore an apron over it and it had flour and some other ingredients splattered across it. "Oh, Maggie dear could your take this and keep stirring please?"

"Of course ma'am." Maggie said with a smile and a thick Irish accent.

"My son hasn't stopped talking about you since May. 'Oh mom I met someone, oh he's perfect.' He wasn't wrong, you're so handsome." She pinched Tylers cheek while complimenting him.

"Thank you." Tyler said blushing. She seemed so kind, her energy so motherly. It put Tyler at ease. Some of his nerves at meeting the parents now melting away. "Clark speaks very highly of you." Clark leaned over and side hugged him. Her eyes were beaming, Clark got his eyes from her. They were so deeply and beautifully green Tyler almost thought they were real gemstones.

"You'll have to forgive me and the mess all over me. I was just helping with the dinner prep. Here, let's walk. I'll take you to your father." She directed this to Clark and took her apron off, giving a few final instructions to the kitchen staff. "This way." She smiled, escorting them down a hall. "He's been with your Uncle and some business partners he invited to dinner tonight all morning." She rolled her eyes.

"He just can't take a day off." Clark joked.

"Must be where you get it." Tyler poked him in the rib, reminding him of the call this morning. He hip bumped back with a chuckle.

"Those are my boys. Hard workers, daughter too. My children seemed to have inherited their fathers work ethic." Janet continued leading them through the gorgeous house. "They got my bone structure though, my eyes too."

"I noticed." Tyler agreed.

"We don't know how Clark ended up so tall, however. Thought there was a mix up at the hospital for years. He didn't look like either side of the family. His father is only six foot, my father was a short and stout man. It was quite the conundrum." The three reached a door, Janet opened it and inside were several men laughing and holding glasses of liquor. "Abraham, would you mind." She motioned to one of them. An older, balding man chuckled deeply as he turned to his wife.

"Ah, you'll have to excuse me gentlemen. My son and his boyfriend have arrived. I've been looking forward to meeting him. Clark won't shut up about him." The man placed his glass down on a desk and started walking toward them. he was wearing a black sweater and khakis.

"I don't talk about you

that

much." Clark said to Tyler.

"I assure you Tyler, he does." Janet rolled her eyes at her son.

"Tyler!" Abraham boomed with a wide smile. "Nice to meet you!" He pulled him into a strong hug. He was handsome, and his body was older, but Tyler could tell he was at one point just as muscular as his son. He had the body and hands of a man who had spent his early years working. A hard-earned body, Tyler respected him.

Tyler took the sight of Abraham in, thinking to himself:

This is what Clark will look like in thirty years.

Tyler hadn't thought of the future with Clark with any real weight until the last week or so. Now he was being shown it. Tyler could see himself and Clark greeting their children's future partner in a similar way. Clark laughing with his business associates, Tyler helping the staff cook the dinner. Or vice versa. He looked up at Clark and took him in.

I truly

do

love him.

He thought.

"Tyler? Did you hear me?" Janet asked him, pulling him from his visions of the future.

"Sorry, Mrs. Price. I was just thinking. I'm a little nervous you see." Tyler apologized for ignoring her.

"Oh, please call me Janet." She waved him off. "And I was just asking what it was you did again?"

"I, um, am a shift manager at

Jacks Steakhouse

." Tyler told them.

"Oh, on South Lamar? We love that place. Took Clark there for his birthday earlier this year." Abraham said.

"Yes, that's actually where we met." Tyler laughed. "I also do stand up. I just signed with Miezel Management." Clark squeezed Tylers side and smiled down at him. He stood relaxed next to him, his hand in his pocket.

"Oh, we built Jasons summer home a few years back. What a small world." Janet said.

"Yeah," Tyler said, an odd feeling buzzed in the back of his head. "small world indeed." Then for a second, Tyler felt something pulse inside him. It was gone in an instant, but he'd felt something.

"Are you okay son?" Abraham asked. Tyler must've let something show on his face.

"Uhm yeah. I think I'm just a little tired from the drive maybe." He lied.

"Maybe we should go lay down?" Clark offered.

"Maybe you should. I need to get back to the kitchen anyway." Janet smiled. "It was so lovely to meet you Tyler. We'll talk more once you get rested." She squeezed his shoulders in a light hug.

"Of course, it was great to meet you too." He replied.

"Take him up to one of the guest rooms Clark." Abraham offered as Janet walked back towards the kitchen.

"Oh, I just figured we'd share my room tonight." He insisted.

"Don't tell your mother." Abraham threw his hands up. "It was nice to meet you young man." He pulled Tyler into a hug and he felt the strange pulse again. Stronger this time, and just a moment longer. "My son is quite taken with you." Abraham informed Tyler as he pulled back from the hug.

"You raised a perfect gentleman." Tyler told him. "A good man."

"That was his mother." He chuckled and said his goodbyes as he rejoined the men in the other room.

"You okay babe? What's going on?" Clark asked.

"Don't know, just feeling something weird." Tyler told him.

"Well let me show you my room, you can lay down for a bit. Maybe that'll help."

"You just wanna get me into bed." Tyler said as they headed off down the hallway towards Clarks room.

"Maybe." Clark grinned wickedly. They reached a staircase. "Just up these." Tyler went up first.

"Oh!" He collapse in pleasure on the staircase. He knew what the pulse was now. It vibrated strongly, sending pleasure threw every nerve in his body. His pussy throbbed, prostate nearly exploded. "Clark what the fuck!" He whispered through gritted teeth.

"What?" Clark now revealed his phone, where he was controlling the vibrator through an app. "What's wrong babe?"

"Oh you fucking asshole." Tyler moaned, trying to sound angry but couldn't. When Clark released the button Tyler stood up. He turned on Clark looking down at him from his step ahead of him. "Clark, we could've been cau-" He was cut off by another wave of vibration across his body.

"No, I wouldn't let you get caught. I only set the intensity to 1 and did a short burst." Clark climbed the stairs, now eye level with Tyler. "This time."

"We are taking it out. Now!"

"No," He hit a button and Tyler fell into Clark in pleasure. It felt so good. He almost didn't want to take it out. His cock twitched in response. Clark had not released the button. "we aren't." He held Tyler. "You'll leave it on through dinner like we discussed." He commanded.

"But Clark-" He tried to fight through the still pulsating toy in his ass, it was making it hard for him to make a sentence. "Clark, this is weird. We shouldn't do this." Tyler said as his head started to spin from the pleasure.

"I think it's hot." Clark helped Tyler up the steps. "Knowing that at any moment I could set you off from across the table, the room." They reached the top and Clark released the button. "We'll take it out if you really want to, but I'd really like to leave it in." Clark said seductively, kissing Tyler. He hit the button again, and this time the toy exploded. Going off so intensely Tyler nearly came in his pants.

"Oh my god!" Tyler nearly collapsed, but Clark held him. "Please, oh god, Clark. Stop." He begged. His legs shook, his knees turned to jelly.

"Hm? What was that?" Clark asked.

"Please, please daddy, stop." Tyler begged again, whispering. Clark released the button again. Tyler shook with the aftershock of pleasure. Clark then picked Tyler up, the toy still active. Tylers mouth started to water, his body grow hot with ecstasy. Tyler felt his nipples harden and he squeezed Clarks shoulders he now rested on.

"It's okay baby, you'll be fine in just a moment." Clark reached his bedroom door and kicked it open lightly. Locking it behind them. He turned the toy off for a moment and laid Tyler on the bed. Tylers head was still spinning from the vibrations. He couldn't focus, couldn't take in his surroundings.

"Clark..." Tyler moaned quietly not knowing what he wanted to say next.

"Shh..." Clark turned Tyler over onto his stomach and pulled his arms back. "Just let me take care of you."

"What are..." Clark hit the button again, shutting Tyler up. He writhed, trying to move his arms, but Clark had him pinned. Clark fumbled with this belt, taking it off and wrapping it around Tylers wrist. Now bound, Clark flipped him over. "Clark, I-" Clark shot electricity through him as the toy massaged his prostate intensely.

Clark started pulling Tylers pants down. "Oh yeah baby, I knew you liked it." He said at the sight of Tyler's cock springing from his pants. It was leaking precum, his underwear nearly soaked with the liquid. Clark turned up the intensity.

"Oh my god!" Tyler exclaimed as Clarks started to slowly tease his cockhead at the same time the toy was turned to full power. It was left there as Clark turned his attention now to licking Tylers shaft, running his tongue down to his balls. Juggling them behind his lips. "Oh fuck, Clark. Oh god- damn- someone is gonna catch us!" Tylers back arched, pushing his cock up into Clarks mouth. His balls tightened; goosebumps erupted across his entire body.

"I locked the door, but if you aren't quiet someone might hear." Clark warned as he came up from teasing Tylers groin. "But I think I can fix that too." Clark grinned wickedly at Tyler. Clark pulled Tylers pants and underwear off completely now. Then he balled up Tylers undies and put them in his mouth. "Shhh." He raised a finger to his lips. He tried to say something through the gag, but it just came out muffled.

Clark then placed the cockhead on his tongue, flaring it and wrapping it around the warm piece of meat. Tylers eyes crossed, the toy sending his prostate into overdrive. Pulsing and wiggling around inside of him as his boyfriend started to swallow him. He was already about to cum. Tylers balls and cock ached; he was about to spew. He

needed

to cum.

"Well that was quick, I barely had any fun." Clark said as Tyler erupted, sending rivets into the air. "I didn't even get to catch any." He complained. Tylers was still leaking. "Guess I'll just have to keep going, milk some more." Clark said, pushing Tylers cock all the way down his throat and humming. Sending vibrations through both parts now. Tyler cried through his gag in euphoria. His eyes bulged out of his head; his head exploded. He felt everything times ten now. It was so hot.

Clark started to bob up and down on the sensitive, aching cock. It almost hurt Tyler, but the pleasure he was receiving on both ends outweighed it. His toes curled as he felt Clark stick his tongue out once he reached the base of the shaft, he was licking Tylers balls as he deepthroated him. He had learned that from Tyler. He struggled against his bond, trying to break free so he could do something, anything to join in.

As if he was reading his mind, Clarks hands traveled up Tylers body finding his chest. He pinched and flicked the nipples. Now every pleasure center on Tylers body was being stimulated, the goosebumps on his body grew goosebumps now. Every hair on every inch of his body stood stiff.

"Mmm!" Tyler screamed through the gag. Clark, still throating him, chuckled deeply. The laughter vibrated along Tylers shaft and brought him close to the edge again. Clark was bobbing up and down, sucking hard. Sucking the soul out. Tyler was close again; he was about to spew. His entire body tightened as he prepared. He bucked up, forcing his cock all the way down Clarks throat just as he erupted his second set of ropes of cum. It shot out of his slit and straight into Clarks stomach. Clark moaned as he swallowed more and more. He was loving this.

He kept bobbing, working his tongue and throat to milk more and more cum out of his boyfriend. He was intent on milking him dry. Making him cum again and again until dust came out. Tyler was rolling, his body couldn't handle it. He fought through the pleasure and raised his knee, tapping Clarks shoulder. When Clark didn't respond, Tyler moved the other knee to his shoulders and pushed him off of him.

"What?" Clark asked, wiping some saliva and cum from his chin.

"Mm!" Tyler tried to speak.

"Oh, right sorry." Clark pulled the gag out.

"I need to stop; I can't take anymore." Tyler begged, out of breath. "It hurts." The toy was still pulsing in him.

"Okay baby, I'll give you a break then." He turned the vibrations off and Tyler relaxed a touch, letting out a huge sigh of relief. "You look so fucking hot like this." Clark said in a low voice.

"I can't- I can't...breath." Tyler took another deep breath trying to recover from the interaction.

"Here, this'll help." Clark picked Tyler up and undid his binding. With his hands free Tyler felt free and he relaxed even more.

"Thank you." Tyler rubbed his head; he was still reeling from the blowjob. "We need to take it out."

"You sure?" Clark turned it back on.

"Fuck! Oh god!" Tylers body convulsed. "Yes! Oh fuck! Take it out, please!" Tyler couldn't take it.

"Okay then." Clark spread Tylers legs and pulled the toy out slowly, it was still on. It slid out with a satisfying pop, a squirt of Tylers ass juices with it. "Mmm..." Clark said, licking them of the vibrator. "Sure I can't put it back in?"

"No!" Tyler insisted. He couldn't take another round and he didn't want Clark setting it off during dinner. "I'm not gonna start orgasming while eating your mothers mashed potatoes and ham." He collected himself and looked at Clark now. Catching his breath, sense and reason returning to him.

"If you insist." Clark chuckled, crawling up the bed traveling up Tylers body. He ran his hands up his chest as he landed his lips on his. He took Tylers lips into his and their tongues danced with each other.

"Clark." Tyler said between a kiss.

"Hm?" Clark kissed him harder now.

"We need to get washed up."

"Dinner isn't until 3, we've got like two hours. Plenty of time." Clark lowered his hand to Tylers throbbing pussy lips.

"Mm." Tyler kissed Clark back and moaned at the fingers playing in him now. "Yeah, but I want you to show me around. I wanna see where you grew up." Tyler pushed Clark up off his face.

"Well, I grew up in south Austin. We moved here when I was like fifteen." He pulled his fingers out and sucked them. "The house I grew up in is a business park now." Clark explained. Tyler looked around the room now with a calm head he was able to take in the surroundings. Pictures of Clark and people he assumed were friends or family were on the walls, a door opened into a walk-in closet another to a bathroom. "This is where lost my virginity to Scott Morris though, wanna hear about that?" Clark tried to go back in for a kiss but Tyler wiggled out from under him, getting off the bed.

"Haha, maybe later." He got his pants, grabbing a new pair (of not wet) underwear from his bag that had been delivered, he assumed by Blake, and put them on. "Come on, show me around. Or I can snoop?" Tyler enticed, turning back around to Clark pulling him off the bed.

"Fine." Clark got up and turned Tyler around, pointing him around the room. "This is it. The bedroom where all the magick happened." He explained. Clark pointed to things, and led Tyler threw the room showing him his trophies and awards from one shelf, photos of old high school friends and cousins on another. "Oh, I used to hide my weed here." He chuckled reliving the memory of pulling the base trim off his desk where a little hidey hole sat. It had hidden his condoms, lube, weed. "The cleaning lady found it in my bedside table once so I had to find a new place."

"And what about that window you snuck out of?" Tyler asked.

"Oh, that was this one," he led them to it. "just open it up, then I scaled down the trellis into the side yard, then I'd either run down the drive to meet my friends who were waiting, or I'd go get my car." He laughed. "I got caught a lot. But Blake never snitched."

"Show me the rest." Tyler said, looking at Clarks eyes light up at his childhood memories. Clark was loving this, taking Tyler through his life. He showed him the backyard, with the pool, hot tub, pool house. He took him to the media room, basement, library. Sharing all kinds of little anecdotes and memories of the home.

"You know," Clark stopped and pulled them onto a chaise in the sunroom. He laid back and Tyler leaned into him. "you never tell me much about your childhood. All I know are the jokes you make about it."

"That's because that's all there really is to tell about it." Tyler laughed as he wove his hand into Clarks across his chest. "My parents worked a lot, did a lot of drugs. My brother and I had to survive the best we could. I learned to do laundry at seven. He learned to cook spaghetti at six." Tyler went on. "It was

nothing

like all this." He motioned around them.

"Was there ever any good?" Clark asked.

"Sometimes." Tylers mind started to drift off, he quickly snapped it back. "We had a pool once, an above ground one it was second hand...mom got sober one time for about a month, maybe two." Clark wrapped his arms around Tyler tightly.

"I'm sorry." He leaned down and kissed the top of his head.

"Don't be." Tyler shrugged. "I made peace a long time ago. And my mom is sober for real now I guess."

"How long?"

"Three years almost." Tyler said flatly.

"What about your dad?"

"I don't even know where Casey is." Tyler scoffed; he hadn't spoken to his father since he left for college. Other than when he managed to get his phone number every time Tyler would change it to ask for money.

"Sorry to hear that."

"Again, don't be." Tyler insisted.

"You know, you've got me now right?" Clark asked him.

"Yeah." Tyler choked out as his eyes started to fill with tears. Partly from his memories and partly because he felt so safe and comfortable in Clarks arms right here, right now. "You're my home." He mumbled under his breath.

"Huh?" Clark hadn't heard him.

"I said you have a beautiful home." Tyler lied, clearing his throat.

"Ah!" Violet and Amy entered the sunroom. "There you two are."

"And don't you look so adorable." Amy said sweetly.

"Yup, just got done with the grand tour." Clark said.

"Moms looking for us. She says she wants us all to get together for a big family photo." Violet sat in a chair across from the couple.

"I won't be in it." Amy said looking down to check her phone.

"If I am, you are. You're my family." Tyler told her.

"Yeah, you should be in the photo." Violet said to her.

"Holy shit!" Amy shot out of her chair exclaiming.

"What?" Everyone asked.

"Oh my holy fuck!" She scrolled threw the email she was reading. "Tyler have you checked your email today?" She walked over and pulled him up.

"No, I saw something earlier. But I was just CC'd so I ignored it. Figured if it was important you'd tell me."

"Well I should have checked the email this morning because look at this." She shoved her phone in his face.

"Oh my god." Tylers jaw fell open at what he was reading.

"What is it sweetheart?" Clark asked.