by K. C. Wells
“I know I said I wouldn’t come into your room, but are we really going to have a conversation like this?”
Kel shrugged. “Come on in. It’s your house.” He stood to one side to let Luc enter. Luc sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to join him. To his dismay, Kel stood by the door, leaning against the wall, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jeans.
Here goes.
Luc took a deep breath. “Okay. Suppose you tell me what’s wrong.”
There was that same shrug. “Nothing’s wrong.”
Luc folded his arms across his chest. “Well, clearly that’s a lie.” He took in Kel’s body language, the way Kel avoided looking at him and studied the rug instead. “You’ve decided you’re ready to move back home, is that it? You want to go home, and you’re feeling awkward about telling me? Well, if that’s it, don’t worry. Don’t feel bad about not needing me anymore.” His chest tightened as he uttered the words. Kel going home was the last thing he wanted.
Slowly, Kel raised his head, until he was looking Luc in the eye. For a moment he said nothing, and the hairs on Luc’s arms stood on end. Kel took a deep breath. “Is there something you want to tell me?”
Luc was momentarily stumped. “Tell you? What…” Then something clicked into place. That phone message. In his urgency to answer that stupid letter, it had slipped from his mind. In a flash Luc put two and two together. He unfolded his arms and leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. “I could ask you the same question. Like, maybe something to do with a missing phone message…”
“Why didn’t you tell me you’re gay?” Kel blurted out, his cheeks flushed.
Aw fuck. I should have picked up on this last night. “I didn’t think it would be helpful,” he said simply.
Kel widened his eyes. “Seriously? I came out to you, and you didn’t think saying, ‘Hey, guess what? Me too!” would’ve been helpful?”
“Kel, think for a minute.” Luc gazed at him earnestly. “What have you been like these last few months? Your emotions have been all over the place, which is hardly surprising. I didn’t want to add to your confusion. And besides, I had no idea how you felt about being gay.”
“What does that mean?” Kel regarded him with puzzlement, his brows knitted.
“Some guys, when they realize that’s what they are, don’t want to accept it.”
“But that’s not me. I know what I am, and that’s not gonna change.” Kel swallowed. “At least, now I know. I wasn’t always like that.”
“Okay then. Answer me this. If I’d told you I was gay, and the next thing out of my mouth was, ‘Hey, come stay with me,’ what do you think would have been the first thing to cross your mind?” Luc stared at him. “And be honest. Because I know what I’d have thought. ‘Maybe Luc’s offering more than a place to stay.’” He air-quoted.
“And what would have been wrong with that? Maybe I might have liked that kind of an offer.” Kel yelled. No sooner had the words fallen from his lips than he paled. “Oh God,” he said weakly.
Luc caught his breath. What the hell? “Why did you delete the call?”
Kel swallowed, but remained silent.
“Tell me!” Luc demanded. “You’ve gotten this far, so don’t stop now.”
Kel blinked and gave a little start. “I guess at first I felt awkward listening to him talk to you like that. But mostly… I was jealous.”
It was Luc’s turn to blink. “Jealous? Of what?” When Kel hesitated, Luc pressed on. “Just tell me, all right?” he said softly. Kel’s words had lit a fire in him, and he needed answers.
Kel’s breathing was uneven. “I hated the fact that this guy had obviously already had a taste of what I’ve been wanting for—” He broke off, swallowing hard.
Luc stilled, but his mind was racing. “For how long, Kel? How long have you wanted me like that?” This had to be a dream, and if it was, Luc didn’t want to wake up. Because the implications….
Kel sighed. “The first time I realized I was attracted to you? I was eighteen. As for how long I’ve wanted you? Weeks. I’ve lost track of how many. I’ve driven myself crazy wanting something I couldn’t have. Because there I was, thinking I had the hots for a straight guy.”
Luc couldn’t hold back his smile. “And there I was, trying my damnedest not to show how much I wanted you…” Is this real? Oh God, let it be real.
Kel gazed at him, a tentative smile blossoming. “You want… me?”
This was not a dream.
Only, it couldn’t be that easy. “But… are you sure about this? I mean, a guy my age? How can you—”
Kel was across the room in a heartbeat, falling to his knees in front of him, his fingers pressed to Luc’s lips. “Nope. Don’t even go there. Because I don’t care. Okay?”
Luc nodded, fighting the urge to suck on Kel’s fingers, to watch his beautiful eyes widen, his lips part…
Slowly Kel withdrew his hand. “Show me, Luc. Show me how much you want me.” He paused, then inhaled deeply. “Kiss me?”
Hardly daring to breathe, Luc cupped Kel’s cheek and kissed him chastely on the lips. When they parted, Kel chuckled. “Oh no, you don’t. I’ve waited too long for that to be my first kiss.”
And before Luc could utter a word, Kel’s arms were around his neck, and Kel was taking his mouth in a passionate, no-holds-barred kiss.
Chapter Fourteen
Kel’s heart soared as Luc’s reticence melted away, moaning softly as Luc explored Kel’s mouth with his tongue. God, this was what he’d dreamed of, Luc kissing him, Luc’s hands on his back, so goddamn gentle, as if Kel was some fragile thing that was going to break. What told him this could be more than a kiss was the hardness pressing against him.
Dear Lord, I know where I want that. Just the thought of Luc inside him sent paroxysms of desire shuddering through him, alternating with waves of apprehension. That feels… big. Oh God. Heat and ice fought for possession of Kel’s body as he waited for Luc’s hands to go where no man had gone before.
Luc broke the kiss, and Kel let out a small noise of exasperation.
“Maybe we need to slow down here,” Luc began, a little breathless, but Kel’s need was burning way too hot for that. Besides, the steel in Luc’s jeans told a different story.
When Luc got up from the bed, after gently disengaging Kel’s arms from around his neck, Kel stood too. He wrapped his arms around Luc’s waist, preventing him from moving.
“Luc.” The raw quality in his own voice was something he’d never heard before. He grabbed the back of Luc’s head and pulled him closer until their mouths were almost touching, Luc’s breath warm on his lips. Kel locked gazes with him. “You don’t want to slow down.”
“And how do you know that?” Luc said softly, not pulling away.
He pushed against Luc, wanting to feel more evidence of his desire. “That. That tells me all I need to know.” His heart pounding, Kel closed the gap a little more. “Now kiss me like you mean it.” The knowledge that he could be this bold sent a hot rush of pride surging through him.
Luc stared at him for a moment, before claiming his mouth in a kiss that had heat spreading through him to his extremities. He plundered Kel’s mouth with a passion that made him shiver, his dick stiffening, his body aching for more. Kel held on, unable to let go as Luc shifted both of them, until Kel’s back was against the wall, Luc’s bigger, taller frame pinning him there.
Luc broke the kiss again, but before Kel could complain, he brushed his lips against Kel’s. “I’ve wanted to do this for months.”
Kel caught his breath. “Is that all you wanted to do?”
Oh God. Luc’s already dark brown eyes were almost black. Then all rational thought fled as Luc changed position, bending a little to hoist Kel into his arms, grabbing his ass and lifting him. Kel hooked his legs around Luc’s waist and held on tight, his heartbeat racing.
“We’re taking this to my room,” Luc said hoarsely.
Kel had no arguments with that. H
e clung to Luc as Luc carried him through the doorway, past the bathroom, and finally into the room he’d never seen. He barely took in the deep red walls—all his attention was focused on Luc’s bed. It was a four-poster, with dark wooden posts, connected by a thick frame at their pinnacles. No drapes surrounded it, however, and on the wall at the foot of the bed was a floor-standing mirror.
The same mirror where Luc set Kel down, facing it. “Eyes front.” Luc’s voice was rough, and it sent more shivers sliding down Kel’s spine.
He couldn’t tear his gaze away from their reflections as Luc pulled off his own T-shirt, then hurriedly dropped his jeans to his ankles, kicking them off impatiently. Kel wanted to see the hard cock that was tapping against his back, apparently as impatient as Kel was to begin. A glimpse in the pool hadn’t been enough. Kel wanted to see it up close and personal.
Then Luc reached around and popped the button free on Kel’s jeans. “Take them off. Are you wearing briefs?”
“Yes.” The word came out as a croak. Hurriedly, he shoved his jeans to the floor, squirming to get them past his ankles, then tossed them aside. He straightened, his gaze focused once more on their reflections.
Luc brought his arm across Kel’s front, wrapping his hand around Kel’s throat, Luc’s thumb pressed against his jaw just below his ear. Gently but firmly, he turned Kel’s face toward his and kissed him, a leisurely, intimate kiss that made Kel yearn for more like it.
“We’re gonna take this slow, okay?” Luc said quietly as they parted, his gaze locked on Kel’s reflection.
Kel could only nod, his pulse rapid, his breathing shallow and harsh. He stared at the mirror, watching Luc’s hands as he slipped them under the hem of Kel’s shirt, lifting it slightly so Kel could see Luc’s fingers trailing over his abs. Kel rested his head against Luc’s shoulder, shuddering as Luc pulled gently on his ear lobe with his teeth, while he slid one hand lower to curl it around Kel’s dick that pushed against the fabric of his briefs. Kel moaned softly as Luc nuzzled his neck, stroking his cock that lay against his hip, so freaking hard. Kel brought up his hand to caress Luc’s forearm, closing his eyes briefly as he enjoyed the sensations, the feel of Luc’s chest against his back, the heat of his cock.
“Eyes front, remember?” Luc gently turned Kel’s head to the front, and he opened his eyes as Luc nudged his hand under the waistband of Kel’s briefs, his fingertips grazing along the length of Kel’s solid dick. Kel’s breathing quickened at the sight.
“You like that?” Luc’s breath ghosted against his ear.
“Yeah,” Kel whispered, unable to stop looking as he watched the movement of Luc’s hand beneath the cotton, felt the warmth of that hand as Luc wrapped it around his shaft and gently fondled it.
Luc wasn’t looking where his hand was—he was looking at Kel’s face. “Look at you,” he said in a low voice. “So beautiful.” When he pulled his hand free, Kel wanted to whimper in frustration, but then Luc unhurriedly unbuttoned Kel’s shirt, moving lower. “Hands behind your back. Feel for my dick.”
“I want to see it,” Kel moaned. When Luc paused in his task, Kel lowered his arms and reached behind him, his fingers encountering the firm, warm shaft. The catch in Luc’s breathing inspired him to curl his fingers around Luc’s length.
Luc’s thick, long length. With a solid curved piece of metal through the head.
Kel caught his breath. He thought he’d glimpsed a glint of metal down by the pool, but hadn’t wanted to stare. “Oh wow,” he said softly.
Luc’s chuckle tickled his ear. “Does that feel good?”
Kel looked him in the eye in the mirror. “It feels huge.” He bit his lip. “And… unexpected.”
“Wait till you feel it at the back of your throat, or better still, inside you.”
Kel’s breathing quickened once more when Luc rolled his hips and suddenly there was heat against his lower back. Luc pulled apart the flaps of Kel’s shirt, slipping it off his shoulders but not removing it. Instead, he stroked Kel’s chest and abs with one hand, skating over them with his fingertips, making the muscles jump beneath the skin. Then thank God, he molded his hand once again around Kel’s dick, while he grasped Kel’s jaw firmly and turned his face toward Luc for another kiss.
Dear Lord, the combination of sensations… Luc’s tongue in his mouth, his hand curved around Kel’s cock, and all of it carried out in slow freaking motion.
“Look how goddamn sexy you are,” Luc told him as he turned Kel’s face toward the mirror. “You like my hands on you?”
“Yes,” Kel affirmed breathlessly.
“You like watching me touch you?”
“Yes.”
“Like it when I touch you here?” Luc reached into Kel’s briefs and gently squeezed his dick.
“Oh God, yes,” Kel moaned.
“Look how hard you are.” Luc pulled free, only to bring both hands up to Kel’s nipples and tug on them.
Kel’s cock jerked inside his briefs, pushing against them. There was something so sexy about watching Luc touch him, watching himself react, a flush appearing across his chest.
Luc turned him, Kel’s shirt still hanging from his arms. Luc pushed the soft cotton garment lower, until it was around his elbows, then grabbed a handful of fabric and held it between Kel’s arms, effectively imprisoning his arms in the makeshift cuffs. Luc’s dick was hard against the gentle curve of Kel’s belly as he nuzzled Kel’s neck, before laying a line of kisses over his shoulder and down his chest.
Kel surrendered to the sensations that assaulted him from all sides: the feel of Luc’s warm lips at his neck, making him shiver; the smell of him, masculine and heady; the sight of that mat of hair over his pecs, mostly gray but with a hint of black here and there, darker over his abs and belly; and the excitement that bubbled up inside him at feeling helpless in Luc’s arms.
Finally, Luc let go of Kel’s shirt and it slipped from his arms, falling to the floor. Kel gasped as Luc cupped his ass, squeezing his cheeks. Then breathing became a chore as Luc gradually lowered Kel’s briefs until the waistband rested below the curve of his ass.
“Oh my God, look at that.” There was no mistaking the genuine awe in Luc’s voice. Kel groaned as Luc squeezed his cheeks again, this time gently pulling them apart. “Aw fuck, look at that beautiful hole.” Before Kel knew what was happening, Luc brought a couple of fingers to his own lips, wet them, then slid them through Kel’s crease, pausing to rub over his pucker. “You like me touching your hole?”
There was only one way Kel could respond.
“Yes,” he whispered urgently. “Please, Luc.” He knew what he was asking for, even though he trembled a little at the thought of Luc’s thick dick inside him. Then rampant desire overcame fear, and he reached up to grab Luc’s nape and tug him down into a heated kiss, his body on fire.
“We need lube, now,” Luc said roughly, breaking the kiss. He moved around the bed to the nightstand, removing a bottle from the drawer, along with a couple of square packets that he placed on the comforter.
Oh Lord. This is really gonna happen.
Before Kel had time to panic, however, Luc sat at the foot of the bed, beckoning for Kel to step closer. “On your knees, baby.” Luc’s heavy cock curved up right in front of Kel, thick and rigid, and his heart beat faster. But once he was down there, Luc patted his left thigh. “Head here, and hold on to my leg. I want you looking at the mirror.”
Kel did as instructed, twisting his upper body to get a better view, and was rewarded with the sight of his ass, cheeks spread, his hole contracting as he watched, his briefs still tight around the tops of his thighs. Luc grabbed the bottle and held it above his crack, squeezing out the clear, thick liquid in a long, glistening strand that felt cool where it met his skin. Kel watched, mesmerized, as Luc leaned over and rubbed the liquid over his hole, before slowly pressing the tip of one finger inside.
Oh my God.
Watching Luc gently slide a finger inside him had to be the hottest thing Kel ha
d ever seen. He winced a little at the intrusion, and Luc immediately squeezed more lube onto his already slick finger. Then he was inside him again, Luc’s gaze locked on Kel’s ass in the mirror.
“Fuck, so tight.” Luc’s voice held that same note of awe. He sawed his finger slowly in and out of Kel’s hole, and with each passing moment, Kel felt more, wanted more…. He got his wish when Luc added a second finger, after dribbling more lube down his crease, and that stretching sensation was back, making him shudder. The slick sounds of Luc fingering him was just as erotic as the sight of those fingers disappearing into his hole, up to the knuckle.
Then Luc pulled them free, tugged Kel to his feet, removed his briefs, and lay back on the bed, taking Kel with him until he half-lay, half-fell on top of Luc. Their lips met in a long, sensual kiss, Luc’s hard, naked body beneath him, his dick rubbing against Kel’s.
“Ready for more?” Luc asked. Before Kel could respond, Luc rolled him onto his back and knelt at his head, legs spread wide. That solid cock was inches from Kel’s face, the metal circle joined by a solid bead. He parted his lips in anticipation, and Luc cupped the back of his head, holding him steady as he guided his dick into position. Kel opened without hesitation, and suddenly his mouth was full of hard, warm flesh and metal. He sucked on the firm head, before flicking the ring with his tongue, his heart hammering, rejoicing inwardly when Luc groaned out loud.
“God, that feels amazing.” Luc pushed a little deeper, and Kel tried his damnedest not to graze Luc’s cock with his teeth. Not that he could take it all that deep, but Luc appeared happy with his efforts, moaning softly each time Kel flicked the piercing.
“Bend your knees,” Luc instructed. Kel complied instantly, Luc stretched out his arm, and those slick fingers were back, sliding into him, moving a little faster than before. Kel grasped his own shaft and tugged it, multitasking as he sucked on Luc’s dick.
If this is how his fingers feel inside me…
“You take my cock so well.”