Breaking Alex

Breaking Alex

Prologue

At first, Alex thought he would hate Kelly Robinson, well for number of reasons. His money, his fame, and his women, but that all changed when they had the mission together. As time went by, he started to really enjoy being around the boxer champion. He actually felt sorry for Kelly since he didn’t get to have his parade.

“Hey, I got an idea,” Alex started, as they successfully had Rachel arrested. Kelly looked at him with interest.

“Yeah, what?”

“Why don’t I give Mac a call, and we can have a break,” the blonde suggested. Kelly smirked; he thought Alex was getting at something.

“Alex, are you suggesting a steak-out?” he confirmed with a seductive smirk. Alex blushed a bit. Damn, he got caught.

“Maybe.”

“We definitely deserve a break. Tell you what, you call Mac and I’ll go set up a room,” Kelly confirmed.

***

“Ah!” Alex cried, as Kelly pinned the blonde against the wall of the room they rented. Kelly had Alex’s arms pinned above his head.

“You like having it rough, don’t you?” the champion said, before claiming Alex’s lips in a powerful kiss. He kissed the blonde for a minute before darting his tongue to Alex’s lips, asking permission. The blonde eagerly accepted his lover’s tongue. Alex moaned as Kelly continued to roughly massage his lips. After a few minutes, the two of them needed air, and Kelly broke the kiss, as Alex panted in for oxygen.

The blonde then gasped as one of Kelly’s hands unbuttoned his belt and slipped his hand inside his pants and into his boxers. Smirking, Kelly grabbed his surfer-boy’s dick and started pumping it. Alex threw his head back, forgetting there was a wall behind him. “Oh shit, Kelly!” he moaned in pleasure, his body squirming, and shamelessly withering his body against the champion and the wall.

Kelly chuckled softly, knowing that he was the only one who could make this hot, sexy blonde squirm in his touch. He always thought he was interested in women, but ever since the mission with the spy plane, he started too actually like the blond spy. Hell, he became jealous of Rachel and he was pissed when that bitch stabbed his partner in the leg. Alex began to breathe faster.

“Oh my god, Kelly, faster, please!” Alex pleaded. Kelly smiled and complied too his lover’s demands. And he began to pump his member harder and faster. After another few minutes, Alex felt pleasure building up in his lower area. “Ugh!” he cried, as his seed spilled into Kelly’s hand.

“Fuck, Alex. You’re my whore now,” Kelly said with authority laced in his voice.

Still holding one of his arms, Kelly grabbed the other, forced Alex towards the bed, and shoved him to the mattress. Without pausing, he tore off the blonde’s pants, boxers, and shirt, leaving him completely naked and vulnerable under the still fully clothed boxer champion. Letting the surfer-boy catch his breath, Kelly undid his own pants.

He ran his cool hands down the blonde’s naked body and gently pushed his legs a bit. The champion then placed himself in between his legs. Kelly placed two of his fingers to Alex’s mouth. “Suck,” he commanded. Alex did as he was told, and opened his mouth, letting the fingers in. Kelly moved his fingers around Alex’s mouth, exploring the hot tavern. When he knew that his fingers were well coated, he took them out of the young spy’s mouth.

Kelly reached down to Alex’s lower half and placed his fingers near his lover’s entrance. “Brace yourself, Alex,’’ Kelly warned him. He ran his coated slick fingers between Alex’s legs, behind his cock, then he inserted first one into the tight opening of the blonde’s body.
Alex whimpered but accepted the single finger easily. Kelly pushed it in and out with little resistance, and moved on to two fingers without much time wasted. They had already done this a couple of times before, that Alex was used to being stretched like this, enough to take Kelly inside of him without strain. He gently pushed his fingers in and out, and moved around inside of Alex, trying to find the blonde’s sweet spot.

“Ah, fuck Kelly!” Alex cried, as the boxer champion’s fingers brushed against his most sensitive spot in his body. Kelly knew he found his lover’s prostate. He started to thrust in and out, hitting the spot over and over again. Alex threw his head back onto the pillow, and cried out. He loved every minute of this, but he wanted Kelly inside of him.

Kelly looked into his blonde’s blue eyes and he could tell that Alex was more then ready for him. He slowly took out his fingers. He spat in his hands to coat his member. He placed himself in front of his lover’s entrance once again. He looked up into Alex’s face again. “Are you ready, Alex?”

“Shit, yes,” Alex panted.

Kelly pushed his member through the blonde’s entrance, breaking the barrier. Alex’s scream was swallowed whole as Kelly claimed his lips in a fierce kiss. The blonde could feel the hard tool deep inside his body, sending shocks of pain and pleasure throughout his entire body.

The champion smirked, and started his thrusts, making sure they were harsh, but slow. Alex’s feet slid against the mattress, trying to push his body away from the feeling of penetration. He was crying out constantly, only breaking the pattern for a quick moans and whimpers. The blonde hadn’t quite gotten used to the feeling of the boxer champion inside of him, so it was a little rougher then he had anticipated. Of course, that didn’t stop it from being pleasurable.

Kelly was in heaven. The tight feeling Alex’s muscles around him, engulfing him in heat was incredible. It was the feeling of being together as one, of absolute pleasure and love, that he found he loved the most. Alex had stopped fighting now, since he had gotten passed the pain and was enjoying the pleasure his boyfriend was giving him.

Kelly pulled Alex’s left hip toward him, sending him deeper into that tight heat. Alex cried out, the tip of Kelly’s cock hitting his prostate dead-on. The champion leaned down and took one of the sexy blonde’s nipples into his mouth, surprising the other. The blonde shuddered violently. A scream of pure delight tore from his throat as he came. The boxer kept thrusting, keeping the pace slow and steady.

Alex arched his back and felt the area below his naval tighten up again. His cock quickly returned to its full hardness, rubbing against their sweaty abdomens, and causing amazing friction. He heard himself moan Kelly’s name over and over again. He was begging, screaming for his release, but for the pleasure to never end. His prostate was getting so much attention, that he actually thought it would break.

The blonde twisted and came again, kissing Kelly’s swollen lips, with little energy he had left. Kelly bit down on the other’s bottom lip as he allowed his body to slip into the white heaven only a steamy climax could provide. Alex, who was panting and lying limp on the mattress, gasped at the feeling of his lover’s essence filling his insides. Kelly gently pulled out of him and collapsed on top of his surfer-boy. They were both completely exhausted (though Kelly would never admit it), but happier then they could ever imagine.

“Shit, Alex, that was incredible,” Kelly said between pants. Alex gave him a tired smile.

“Glad I’m used for something,” he said softly, before cuddling up against his black lover, and falling asleep. Kelly smiled. Alex still looked like an innocent blonde angel, even after having sex.

Suddenly, his last words came to their full meaning, made Kelly’s eyes widened in fear.

If people or even the bad guys they would have to deal with on their missions, ever found out that Alex Scott was gay, he would be in deep trouble. He was a hot, sexy blonde with a great body. He was also way too innocent, no matter how many times he and Kelly would have sex. If he wasn’t careful, men would love to get their hands on him, and not only will they want to have sex, but they would also hurt him. Right then, Kelly made himself a promise that he would keep Alex away from those sadistic types of men.