The Right Price

Chapter 12: I Win.

"I'll miss you." Clark said again, holding Tyler tightly. He didn't want to let him go.

"I know, I'll miss you too." Tyler said. They had been sitting in the departure zone for a while now. Amy hadn't been able to come as she was still working at

Dewey's.

She planned on quitting once she could afford to. "I'll be back in the new year." Tyler reminded him.

"I know it's only like a month, but that is too long." Clark thought about following him, but Tyler had told him not to and plus he had work. Maybe a weekend, but his father wouldn't let him take a whole month off. "When you get back you're moving in right?" Clark asked once again.

"Clark we talked about this; I can't leave Amy alone on the lease. She can't afford it on her own and she's my best friend. I don't want to just up and leave her."

"She can move in too." He joked.

"I'm sure she'll love hearing us fuck every day." Tyler joked. "I'll buy her some nice headphones." Clark chuckled.

"After the tour, we'll talk more about it. But right now I gotta go or I'll miss the flight." Tyler said, pulling away from the hug.

"No, I'll fly you out on a private jet tomorrow. I need one more day with you." Clark pulled him back into a kiss, hoping it would drug him into staying. Tyler pulled back, smiling.

"Sorry stud, I gotta go. I love you though and I'll call you every day." Clark didn't want to let him go but after a few more hugs, kisses, and goodbyes he finally let Tyler go off to his flight.

"I love you!" Clark yelled to Tyler one more time as he walked inside the airport.

"Hey, Jesse." Clark pulled out his phone and made a call.

This is so stupid.

He thought to himself.

I can't believe I'm gonna do this.

"I need you to look into making a purchase for me."

January 2022

Tylers Holiday Tour had gone extremely, unfathomably well. People had uploaded some of his performances and he had gone viral. Millions of views and likes, hundreds of thousands of new followers to his socials. He was ecstatic, euphoric about not just that but the tour itself. He had tried out new material that went over great. He'd stumbled once or twice, but no outright bombs. Some

people, of course, had complained. But comedy was subjective, not every joke was for every person. Tyler would've gone out for another month, two, or seventeen even. He loved performing, but he also loved his boyfriend and missed him.

And now Clark waited impatiently for Tyler in the arrival zone of the airport. He hadn't seen him since the week after Thanksgiving and he missed him. Very much. They had called and video chatted, but it wasn't enough. And phone sex was not as erotic as they'd thought it would be. Especially not when Tyler was sharing a room with another performer half the time. Amy hadn't come as she had been assigned a new talent, Kaylee, and was off with her on a job.

Tylers' job was waiting for him after his month-long tour, as were seven gigs. Tyler was excited. Ready to be home, ready to sleep in his own bed, ready to see Amy, perform more. Tyler was also ready, most of all, to see Clark and ride his cock until it fell off and his hole was stretched so far open he could give birth.

"Happy new year baby!" Clark exclaimed as Tyler rushed into his arms. They kissed deeply, their lips vacuum sealing to each other. Tongues become confused as to whose mouth they belonged to. Clark pick his boyfriend up and spun him around. He still hadn't proposed yet. He had plans to do it that weekend at a surprise dinner he had planned Clark hadn't wanted to overshadow Tylers tour with a proposal.

"Oh good god I missed you Clark." Tyler pulled off, begrudgingly, of Clarks lips as he set him back on the ground. "I love you." He remained in Clarks hug, resting his head on his chest. Tyler took in a deep breath, smelling him. His cologne, his musk. He had missed it. It had been hard for Tyler to sleep without feeling and smelling Clark next to him.

It had been hard for Clark to sleep without hearing Tylers hum-snoring. Clark held Tyler tight for what felt like an hour.

"We should go." Tyler suggested, but neither moved.

"Just another moment, I almost forgot what you felt like." Clark exaggerated.

"Well, Clark unless you want to put on a show for everyone, including the police, here I suggest we head back to my place." Tyler said, slyly placing his hand on Clarks crotch.

Clark felt goosebumps ripple over his body. "Okay, get in the car." They hurried into the car, shoving Tylers things into the backseat. Clark nearly peeled out as Tyler buckled in. "You're not going to be able to walk tomorrow." Clark threatened.

"Neither are you." Tyler matched, reaching over. Feeling so horny and lustful for his man. He undid Clarks pants and pulled out his semi-hard cock. "Fuck I missed this beast." Tyler salivated.

"And we've missed you too, but I think maybe road head isn't the safest idea right now. You know how the 71 gets." Clark warned halfheartedly. He'd risk it for the biscuit at this point, as the kids say.

"Oh, I didn't plan on sucking it yet. I actually just wanted to hold it." He slowly stoked it, pulling the foreskin back and revealing Clarks thick, pink cockhead. "Like I said, I've missed him." Tyler nearly drooled, his basement flooding. He couldn't wait to get home.

"Well..." Clark shivered in pleasure from the slow strokes Tyler had begun. "I'll drive a bit faster then." He reached over and stroked the back of Tylers head. "By the way, I haven't cum in two weeks. I was saving it all up for you."

"Floor it." Tyler commanded.

*****

key.

Clark slammed Tyler into the door, his tongue gliding over his as Tyler fumbled to find his

"Mmm." Tyler moaned as Clarks hands roamed his body. One reaching down to help him

get the key in the hole, the other pulling his pants down. "Good thing Amy isn't gonna be home until later." Tyler grinned into Clarks mouth as he finally got the door open, they both nearly fell in.

"I don't give a fuck." Clark responded, closing the door behind them as they made their way towards the couch.

Tyler spun Clark around and pushed him down into the seat. Clark tore his shirt and pants off quickly as Tyler did the same. Tyler quickly straddled Clark, Clarks cock grinding between his cheeks as he swiveled his hips in Clarks lap. Their lips met once again and their moans echoed around the room.

"Fuck you have no idea how much I've been waiting for this." Clark bit Tylers lip playfully as he smacked one of his cheeks and grabbed a fistful of the meaty globe.

"Ah!" Tyler yipped in pleasure, his hands resting on Clarks big, furry chest. "Oh fuck I missed you baby." He cried.

"I love you." Clark responded as he put one of his hands on Tylers head and pushed him down gently to his cock.

"Oh?" Tyler took it in his hand, looking up into Clarks deep green eyes. "Did you want me to suck it daddy?" He asked coyly.

"Yes." Clark growled.

"Yes what?" Tyler teased him, pulling back the foreskin and flicking his tongue across the piss slit.

"Oh, fuck. Please baby. Please suck me!" Clarks head rolled back in anticipation. Tyler smirked, then opened his mouth wide for Clark. He took him down to the balls in one swallow. One hand playing with Clarks nipple, the other juggling his balls. Tyler stuck his tongue out and swirled it around the base of the shaft and raised the balls up to meet his tongue. "Holy shit!" Clark had to use all his willpower not to blow right then and there. "Oh fuck." He put his hands on Tylers head and started to lift and lower his head. He bucked up into him, face fucking him. Clark was treating Tyler like a fleshlight.

"Huuk! Huuk! Huuk!" Tyler gagged and choked as Clark pushed his head down lower and lower each time. Forcing his cock all the way down Tylers throat. He raised him all the way up, giving him a moments reprise to breath. He looked down at Tyler, the sight of saliva and mucus covering his face made his dick even harder. Clark shoved Tyler all the way back down.

"Oh fuck yeah baby boy!" He cried, toes curling, legs shaking as he held Tyler down. Tyler stayed down, using his tongue and hands to assist in the magick of his throat. "Ah! Fuck!" Clark exclaimed as he felt Tylers throat tighten. He released him.

"Huh!" Tyler pulled off the cock, taking in a deep, sharp breath. "Fuck..." Tyler moaned, stroking Clark and licking him up and down. He bobbed up and down slowly, not taking him all the way.

"Get on your back." Clark commanded Tyler to get on the couch. "Hold your legs up." Tyler followed the orders. Clark pulled his cheeks apart and took the beautiful sight of Tylers puckering pink hole. "Ohhhh fuck baby." Clark chuckled in glee at the pristine pussy he was about to demolish. "I've missed this hole." He spat a huge lob of saliva on the hole and used his finger to massage it in. "Oh fuck I can feel how tight it is. Did she miss me?" Clark asked licking his lips, his tongue gliding across his teeth.

"Oh fuck yes daddy. We missed you so much. I'm so tight for you daddy." Tyler leaned back as Clarks started to finger him lightly. "I'm so tight daddy!" His eyes rolled.

"Not for long." Clark promised as he went in, pushing his tongue into Tylers sphincter. Tyler cried in pleasure as Clark spread him open with his tongue, pushing it deeper and deeper. His fingers joining the party, massaging and loosening his tight cunt up for his daddy's big cock.

Clarks cock, dripping in saliva and precum, throbbed and twitched. It longed, ached, impatiently waited for a go at Tylers hole. Clark kept pushing rivers of saliva into the hole. Spitting and using his finger to push it inside. He wiggled his finger on Tylers g-spot and could feel him tighten in response.

"Oh fuck Clark..." Tyler moaned, placing one of his hands on top of Clarks head. Running his hands through the loose, wavy, curls. His legs now rested on Clarks shoulders and he was pinching his head now with his thighs. "Oh god right there." He moaned in response to Clarks movements. Clark could've munched for hours if Tyler hadn't stopped him. "Fuck me now Clark, I'm ready. Fuck me. God I want it now!" He pulled Clark up to his face and kissed him as Clark aimed his prick at Tylers waiting, dripping hole.

"Shit!" Again Clark had to fight not to blow his load right there as he inched into Tylers tightness. It was just the head, but already the velvet grip was almost too much to bear. He inched in more and Tyler moaned in pleasure now too. "Almost in." He said as he sunk seven of his nine inches in. He pulled out an inch or so, then sunk in again. They both moaned and Tyler arched into Clark, pulling his face back down to kiss him. Clark pushed deeper in; he was almost to the base. Tylers walls were squeezing him hard and his sphincter was fighting him. It had been a little over a month and he needed desperately to ravish Tyler and get his hole used to his girth again.

Clark pulled all the way out to the head and leaned back to spit a glob onto his cock, "You ready baby?" Clark asked Tyler as he leaned back down, putting his arms on either side of Tylers head. He nodded his response, biting his lip in anticipation. Clark started to inch back in, faster than before, but still gently. "Oh, fuck. That's in baby boy." Clark groaned into Tylers ear as he sunk all the way in. His balls now resting against Tylers ass cheeks. Tyler cooed and clenched at the pleasure. He wiggled his ass a little to get himself used to Clarks girth. It had been too long.

"Fuck me." Tyler whispered as he pulled Clarks face to his, their foreheads resting on each other now. Noses touching as Clark started to pump into the man below him. Tylers hand rested on the back of Clarks head, cradling it with the other grabbed his hip to guide him and set the pace. "Fuck!" Tyler repeated as Clark started to buck into him. A slow clap sound filled room. A 'fuck' came out with every clap.

Clark cried in ecstasy as he pushed in and pulled out, grinding up with every swing of the bat. The smell of sweat and sex filled the room, heat radiated off of them as they continued to fuck on the couch like that. After maybe twenty-eight minutes of missionary and Clark leading the way, he needed a break so he wrapped his arms around Tyler and lifted them both. "Take over." Clark sat down on the couch and Tyler remained impaled on Clarks cock. Tylers own cock, now standing at attention.

He took over now, gyrating and bouncing up and down. Clenching as he swayed back and forth. He could feel Clark piercing deeper and deeper inside him as he lifted himself up and then bottomed out on his lap. After some rest, Clark joined back in and started to thrust upwards. His pelvis meeting with Tylers ass with each buck, making satisfying slapping sounds. Clark grabbed fistfuls of Tylers ass to control the speed and motion of the ride, Tyler shoving his tongue in Clarks mouth while they fucked.

Clark couldn't hold out any longer, it had been nearly an hour now. "I'm close." He announced. Tyler told him to breed him. "I'm gonna fill you up bitch, leave you gaping and fucking pregnant." Clark flew into overdrive, grabbing Tylers sides and moving him onto his side. He pulled out and positioned him to fuck him side saddle. He plunged back in, all the way in in one swift motion and they botch groaned happily as Clark kept going. He was about to blow. He could feel

the cum, filling up his balls, traveling up his shaft. He kept bucking into Tyler, clapping his cheeks as he went hard and rough. Milking his own cock with his boyfriends sweet, tight hole. "Fuck! Here it comes!" He yelled as he pumped back into Tyler, balls deep, spewing rope after rope of cum deep inside him.

Tyler could feel Clarks load filling him up, there was so much that even though Clark was plugging his hole with his cock some of it started to spew back out. Clark could feel his semen dripping out of Tyler and covering his balls, it flew onto his thighs as he started to hump and clap Tylers cheeks again. A wet splashing noise accompanying now.

Finally Clark stopped and pulled out, keeping Tylers legs up and spread. He took a good look at the gaping cunt. "Fuuuuck baby." He smiled. "Fuck that looks sexy."

"Oh, god my legs Clark." Tyler moaned, his legs weak feeling like pudding after the fucking. Clark simply grinned, chuckled softly and went into Tylers hole. "Oh god baby." He cried, writhing in pleasure. His cock spewed his own load now. Tylers cum landed on his stomach and chest, some of it shooting and hitting the wall and cushions on he couch.

"I'll clean that up later." Clark glanced up and saw the mess but kept eating his cum out of Tylers spent and used hole. "Mmm." He moaned. "I missed that taste." He said getting up and collapsing on his back next to Tyler on the couch.

"I missed you." Tyler said standing and moving himself down to Clarks cock. "Let me clean this mess up." Tyler started licking up his ass juices and Clarks cum from his balls, thighs and then finally made his way up to his cock.

Though it was soft, it was still heavy and big. Tyler took it all in his mouth, swishing it around sucking it clean of the sex.

Then it started to grow. So Tyler kept going. Starting to bob up and down as Clark, exhausted from the fucking, lay there in bliss.

"Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum again." Clark announced just as he spewed his second volley of ropes down Tylers throat. He clamped down to swallow every drop. Making sure not to waste any. "Fuck I love you Ty." Clark almost asked him there in his post coital bliss but he knew Tyler deserved better.

"I love you too." Tyler climbed up to lay on Clarks chest, grabbing the couch blanket to cover up. They lay there for a while, Tyler listening to Clarks steady heartbeat. Clark running his hand up and down Tylers body.

This will be every day.

Clark thought to himself.

And he couldn't wait.

*****

"I win." Clark boasted after their third round of the card game they were playing.

"Fuck you." He giggled in response. The door jiggled. "Oh Amys home!" Tyler shot up and ran to the door to attack his friend with hugs.

"Welcome home!" Amy wrapped her arms around Tyler as she walked inside. "I kept up every day. Sorry I couldn't join you for more shows." She apologized, she'd flown out to meet him for about two weeks' worth of shows but had to fly back both for her job and because she'd been assigned the new talent. " You did fucking great. Jason is thrilled. Wants to see us next Thursday." She told him as they danced.

"Hey Amy." Clark greeted her and she greeted back. "Care to join us in a game while we wait for the pizza?" He offered.

"Sure, hey what's that smell?"

"The pizza."

And definitely not the six rounds of sex Clark and I had all over the apartment.

Tyler thought to himself. They had cleaned it all up, but something about it seemed to have stuck to the walls.

"No...no it's not that, it's like a..."

"It's the pizza." Tyler insisted.

"Oh." Amy said softly not wanting to broach the subject any further. Tyler nodded at her as the oven dinged.

"Oh, I'll get that. Clark shuffle and deal." Tyler instructed as he went to the kitchen.

Clark dealt the cards as Tyler brought plates and the pizza out to the dining room table.

They ate and laughed as they played.

"Well," Clark started as he laid down one of his cards and Amy grunted unhappy at having to draw. "I've got some news."

"You're pregnant?" Amy asked in mock shock. "I thought Tyler was the bottom."

"Well actually-" Tyler began but Clark cut him off.

"I've been wanting Tyler to move in with me for a while."

"Right, so you can have your own live in cock sleeve." She said deadpan.

"Amy!" Tylers brows flew up and he picked a peperoni off the pizza and tossed it at her.

"What! It's your joke." She retorted, picking up the peperoni that had landed on her chest

and eating it.

"Funny," Clark ignored Amy and reached over to Tyler, taking his hand in his. "I want us to live together but I also know you won't leave Amy alone in the apartment because you think she can't afford it."

"I couldn't. Tyler doesn't pay me very well." She joked again.

"Right, so...." Clark was nervous to say the next part. Part of him knew how upset Tyler would be. The other part hoped Tyler would see it as a good thing, he was proving he could provide for him should his career not go the trajectory he hoped.

"Clark what?" Tyler asked.

"I...bought...the apartment complex..." He said slowly. Tylers face went white in shock. Amy, who had been laughing and trying to take the opportunity of distraction to cheat went still.

"What?" Amy asked, her mouth going dry.

"What!" Tyler's

'what'

was not a question, but an exclamation of confusion, annoyance and

anger.

"So now, you can move out without voiding your lease and Amy can afford to stay here on

her own." Clark explained the reasoning behind what he'd done. "Because she won't have to pay rent."

"You couldn't have bought me a nicer apartment complex?"

"Shut up Amy." Tyler was furious. His blood boiled and he was seething. He could see Clark thought he had done a good thing. And sure, maybe in the long run he had. But Tyler was pissed. No, beyond that. There were no words in his lexicon to explain his level of anger. "Clark what the fuck."

"I knew you might be mad about this, but I did it more for Amy and for me actually. I-"

"Oh, no." Tyler cut him off. "You don't get to explain this away. What the fuck were you thinking?" Tyler shot up out of his chair, his phone started ringing but he ignored it.

"Do you want me to explain or do you want to just yell at me?" Clark stood now.