Chapter 39: A Brief Past Inquiry

The Bedroom, Nolan Pierce's Apartment, The Wellman Complex, West And Kelling Street, Flashpoint, New Jersey...

  The frequent sounds of intense moaning and guttural groans filled Nolan's bedroom as the young pale lad found himself pinned with his back pressed against the center of the mattress where Charley Bayler had been towering above him and thrusting between his slender pale thighs. Their renewed act had been quite intense, with Charley being unable to hold back his longing as he found himself growing more and more desperate as his memories of his former lovers plagued his weary mind all the more. The images of Gordon and Holly interchanging with Nolan and his needy blue eyes as he towered above him thrusting his thick appendage inside the blond lad's hidden sex all the more. 

Nolan Pierce had done his best to hold on as his smaller pale frame was jolted along the messy mattress beneath him as the handsome muscle-bound brute known as Charley Bayler towered above him, his powerful arms bearing the brunt of his weight as he pumped his well-toned hips between the younger blond lad's pasty thighs plunging his thick and wayward cock deep inside the lad's hidden sex in the wake of their mutual act. Nolan's blue eyes had been fixed upon the handsome older man and the sensation of their sweat-slick bare bodies being melded together only intensified the lust behind them. Charley's eyes had been closed as he pumped his hips against Nolan's pelvis groaning in the younger lad's ear as he tried to keep a hold of his warring emotions in the wake of his haunting memories threatening to get the better of him. 

Nolan's soft warm hands wrapped around the muscle-bound ass of the larger man as he continued his feverish pumping inside him, the massively thick cock burying itself deeper and deeper with each thrust as Nolan's soft warmth clenched around it making him moan and Charley groan as their feverish act continued. The lad had been at a loss for words as the onset of sensation and need filled him all at once as the early morning hours began to pass by in the wake of their union. Soft whimpers of pleasure and occasional hissing on the part of the deep thrusts had escaped Nolan's pursed lips as he grew more comfortable beneath Charley's larger heavier muscle-toned body.

Try as he might to ignore it, Charley had been returned to the last time he'd been with Gordon in their mutual cell in the dead of night. He recalled just how soft his younger smaller body had been and the rate of the moans that passed through his soft pink lips as he gripped the bedsheets on his bunk below and bit down on his pillow to quiet the noise. The larger brute could recall all too well the sensation of the younger pale lad's shapely ass colliding with his pumping pelvis as he plunged his thick appendage deeper inside the tightness that he'd craved since meeting him. 

Nolan's tightness had been even more exquisite as he clenched around Charley's thick cock making him recall his previous encounters all at once with Holly Bateman and Gordon Tanner respectively. He had not known what it was about the newest addition to his list of lovers, but everything about Nolan had been familiar and strange all at once. Like Gordon before him, Nolan Pierce's delightful young body was soft and accommodating, even more needy in his lust than Charley had been in the past as he clung to him his hands gripping the larger brute's bare ass and pulling him all the more closer. 

The naked blond lad whimpered and moaned as his smaller body moved beneath the larger man enjoying every moment of their close contact. A series of heated kisses passed between them as Charley continued to pummel the sodden-hidden sex of the younger Nolan as his moans grew more frequent and louder in the wake of their continued act. 

Charley gasped as he pinned Nolan against the bed staring into his needy blue eyes as if they had been the only two people in the world. There was something about him, something innocent and mild with a bit of daring and neediness that made him irresistible when it came to how much Charley found himself unable to keep his hands off the lad. His soft moans filled the naked older brute's ears as he captured his mouth in a series of rough and heated kisses. 

Sweat slick skin slapping against skin echoed along the bedroom as Charley continued to pump his thick cock in and out of the sodden hidden sex of the younger blond lad. Nolan had not taken his eyes off Charley who had been gritting his teeth as his body pumped between the younger lad's thighs. He rested his head against the forehead of the whimpering Nolan, their eyes still locked in a heated exchange as their bodies collided amid the messy bedding. 

Nolan had not known what had come over Charley, his sudden urge to have him no matter the hour, and his apparent possessiveness in the wake of his horrible dreams and lingering memories. Charley had called him "Gordon" on more than one occasion as he slept and sought him out for another round of late-night sex when he'd still been drunk or sleepy. Nolan didn't think anything of it but he had begun to believe that Charley had feelings for someone else and it made him all the more determined to make him forget whoever it was by any means necessary. 

He made up his mind to ensure Charley favored him in place of whoever Gordon had been and it had been part of the reason he'd been so eager to get Charley into bed more often than not. He had figured if he could get Charley worked up over him, then he'd forget all about "Gordon". Unbeknownst to Nolan, Gordon was simply a figment of Charley Bayler's unwanted memories, a haunting figure long passed and out of his life before they had even met. 

 "Fuck..." grunted Charley leaning his head against Nolan's chest as he felt his thick cock throb inside the tightness that enveloped it so easily. "Still my favorite pussy...baby."

Nolan moaned into his mouth as he felt his body shutter beneath the larger sweat-drenched brute, as the pulsing inside him continued as rope after rope of Charley's thick release filled him prompting his own messy exchange in the wake of it. 

 The blond lad heard the spent older man growl out his name as he collapsed onto him and smiled some as it appeared that he'd finally won out in terms of whom Charley had preferred when having sex. He gasped for breath as his own smaller cock throbbed in the wake of his own end as he found himself stroking Charley's back and face amid a series of heated kisses. 

Charley looked into Nolan's blue eyes for the longest time as he attempted to lift his body off him the throbbing of his cock still getting the better of both of them as they kissed between mutual deep breaths. 

 "Fuck..." hissed Charley coming to his senses at last. "You're still the best fuck I've had in a long while kid."

Nolan treated him to a sweet smile as he ran his fingers through Charley's sweat-slick hair and pulled him into another deeply heated kiss. Charley indulged him a bid before pulling away and rolling onto the opposite side of the bed that had tended to be his favored spot once they had been done and he stared up at the ceiling. 

Unable to help himself, due to his curiosity about it for such a long time now, Nolan rolled onto his side and gently stroked Charley's bare chest as he sought out a means of forming the right words to ask him about the name he had called him. 

"Who's Gordon?" asked Nolan flat out after a bit of contemplation about whether or not he'd ruin the moment. 

His question seemed to catch Charley off guard and he sighed before rolling out of bed. 

"A bygone piece of ass," he replied in a gruff tone as he stood on his bare feet, as his slick cock slapped against his bare thighs in a rather comical fashion but Nolan had been more focused on his tense appearance and avoidance of the question by way of snark. "Nothin' for you to concern yourself with given how much I love fuckin' your pussy."

He walked out without another word or truly giving Nolan an answer as the lad watched him disappear out the bedroom door and toward the bathroom, as he held his breath hoping that he had not upset him. 

From what Nolan could gather from Charley's snarky response and his less than savory demeanor upon mention of this "Gordon" they had not parted on good terms. He had hoped that he had not pushed too hard when mentioning it as he had no intention of letting this "Gordon" reclaim Charley by any means.