the_sexy_quinn | Meet the Quinns

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Meet the Quinns

Dev's parents had sent a car to pick up Tom and Dev from the airport. Usually, Dev would feel annoyed that they didn't trust him to make it to the house in Malibu on his own, but this time he was looking forward to relaxing in the back with his boyfriend and unwinding from the flight from Boston. While on the plane, he'd made sure to tell Tom everything he could think of about his folks. He'd shared that both of his parents were born into money yet didn't seem to share the same sense of entitlement that most of their friends did. That didn't mean that they didn't enjoy their money, of course. They had the houses and the cars and all of the trappings of wealth, but the difference, Dev cheekily told Tom, was that they were kind to their staff and treated them like human beings. Sara and Jackson Quinn had also been married for twenty-five years and were the only couple among their friends who had never been divorced. That was more than enough to set them apart from the rest of the company they kept.

Dev had then explained how his family had come into its money (though he did it quickly because, frankly, it embarrassed him to be a trust fund baby). Dev's great-grandfather had been wise enough to buy up a tremendous amount of property in the Los Angeles area and through savvy development decisions had secured his family's wealth for generations to come. Sara's family held the patent for a simple household item that had brought in millions for them and would continue to do so for a great while longer, as well. Dev had told Tom that the only reason he was a poor student now was because he had dropped out of school and been determined to have some freedom and struggle with life a little before taking control of his trust. The day that happened, he and Tom would never want for anything. It just happened that his parents were under the impression that he was rejecting both them and their money and constantly fretted about their son's decision to "go rogue." On the plane, Dev had asked Tom not to let on about his plans to go back into the family fold once he was ready.

Dev looked over at his lover and smiled as the car headed out of the airport. "Almost time to meet Sara and Jack," he said, taking Tom's hand in his own. "Too late to back out now, unless you don't mind jumping out of a moving vehicle."

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"Oh god, yes..." Dev gasped, clutching at the seat as Tom drove into him. "That's it, that's it, fuck me just like that." The words were a breathy jumble as Dev could already feel the tight pull of his orgasm building inside him.

God how he loved to hear Dev babble as he drove him right up a wall. It made him ache to tease him longer, make him beg, but he knew they didn't likely have very much time before they arrived at his parents, so he set a fast, steady rhythm but wrapped his fingers tightly around the base of Dev's cock, keeping him from coming.

Dev let his head fall back, a breathless smile on his face when Tom held his cock. He loved being denied this way, loved the feeling of being so completely owned and controlled while still being free to express his enjoyment.

"God, you're a bastard," Dev gasped out with a breathy chuckle, his voice shaking as Tom moved him with every thrust.

"I learned it all from you, babe." He ground out as he continued pushing them both closer to orgasm, refusing to let Dev go until they were both on edge. "Beg me, beautiful boy, scream for me.'

Dev let out a whimpering cry, followed by a stream of desperate words begging his lover to let him come. He was sure the driver would be able to hear it and that made it even hotter for him.

"Please...fuck, Tom...let me come..." he continued, shouting out, "fuck me!" as he writhed underneath him.

Dev's words were all it took for Tom to be ready, but he wanted to watch that look on Dev's face as he came, a mixture of desire, pleasure and almost pain. Leaning closer, he whispered as he relaxed his grip of his lover's cock and began stroking him. "Come for me, sweetheart."

Dev bucked and let out a howl of relief as he came hard and fast. He grabbed at Tom, needing to kiss him and feel everything when his lover reached his climax, too.

The intense pressure of muscles clenching around him sent Tom over the edge, shouting Dev's name as he thrust deep one more time and let the wave break over him, clinging to his lover tightly. "God...damn, baby." He gasped, still shuddering with the sensations pulsing through him.

Dev was completely wrapped around Tom, holding onto him as his body continued to buzz and shudder in the wake of his orgasm. He tightened his legs and his arms a little more and smiled a smug, satisfied smile.

"I have the best lover in the world," he said, panting softly.

Tom loved holding Dev close after sex, one of them still buried inside the other as aftershock that sent a tremor through one was answered by the other's body. He grinned at Dev's soft words. "And here I was thinking I had the best lover in the world."

"Oh, you do," Dev assured him with a soft laugh. "It's a shared title."

Nuzzling Dev's neck, he laughed. "I pity everyone else who has to make do with runner ups."

"I don't," Dev murmured into Tom's ear. "It's their own fault for settling."

"I for one am glad all those other men and women in your life had to settle, sweetheart." The warm breath washing over his ear made Tom's cock twitch slightly and he wondered if he'd be meeting Dev's parents with a hard-on himself.

Dev giggled softly and kissed Tom's ear. "We should straighten up and then you can tell me just how jealous you are of my past lovers."

Tom blushed. "Is it that obvious that I'm jealous of anyone that touched you before I came along?"

Dev smiled and touched Tom's cheek. "I think it's sweet," he said before kissing him with more tenderness than he had ever shown a lover.

"There is one I'm not jealous of. Your father's friend, him I'd like to pound into the ground." The thought that anyone had ever hurt Dev made him furious, even though his lover seemed to see the relationship with his molester differently.

Dev looked into Tom's eyes and saw the love and anger there. Kissing him again, he gently pushed him back. "Let me get dressed," he said softly. He needed to find the best way to tell Tom that the man he wanted to pound into the ground was probably going to show up during this visit.

Not sure what the uncertainty in Dev's eyes was about, Tom cupped his chin in own hand. "What is it, sweetheart?"

Dev swallowed, a little nervous and not liking the sensation at all. He wouldn't care about telling anyone else something that could upset them, but this was his Tom, and he didn't want to say something he knew could be upsetting to him.

He finally took a deep breath and looked Tom in the eye. "He's going to be there. That man. His name is Dean and he's still friends with my father. My parents have probably told him I'm coming into town and will have invited him over since he's their neighbor out there."

Tom sat back and took a deep breath. He wanted nothing more than to out the bastard for what he did to the child Dev had been, for the innocence he'd stolen from his lover, but he was sure Dev would only be hurt more by having his parents told by their son's lover that he had been molested and they never even suspected it "I'll...I'll deal with it."

Dev wanted to take Tom in his arms and tell him that it was going to be all right and he was sorry that Tom would be uncomfortable, but he felt too ashamed in that moment to do anything but reach for his clothes and quickly get dressed.

After getting dressed quickly, Tom pulled Dev onto the seat beside him. "It'll alright, sweetheart, I promise." He kissed the younger man gently. "I'll just pretend I know nothing about the bastard."

Dev leaned against him. He wasn't used to feeling guilty and that's definitely what this was. Guilt and discomfort.

"I should never have told you about him," he finally said. "Then I wouldn't have to worry about you feeling upset that you're going to meet him."

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