He walked Garrett over to the bed and moved him until Garrett sat on the edge of the bed.
He looked up at Justice. He knew he looked nervous because he could feel his hands shaking. But even though he wanted this, he should feel nervous.
Justice stroked a calloused thumb over Garrett’s cheek. “You make me wish I was a better man, Garrett.”
Garrett closed his eyes and leaned into Justice’s hand, “How could you be? You’re already perfect in my eyes.”
Justice frowned for a moment – like he was going to argue with Garrett’s choice of words – but instead he whispered, “I will not force you or push you or hurt you – I swear this to you. Anytime you need to stop, just say the word and I stop, okay?”
Garrett nodded. He was too choked up to speak right then. He was so eager to get this going but also terrified that it was about to start. He needed Justice’s lips on him again to make all this confusion go away.
As if the man could read his mind, Justice bent forward and pressed his lips to Garrett’s. Garrett felt the short hairs of his beard as they scraped against his skin, he felt the heat of the man’s tongue and he felt the man’s taste when it hit his tastebuds – yes, he felt it – in every fiber of his body.
He pulled his lips away and for a moment Garrett tried to follow them but then he blinked open his eyes and saw that Justice was pulling his shirt over his head.
“You’re sure about this?” he said when he dropped his shirt to the floor.
“Please don’t keep asking me that, Justice. I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t sure.”
Justice stared down at Garrett and Garrett could literally feel the way the man was studying him, making sure that the words coming from Garrett’s mouth were the absolute truth. Finally, after what was an agonizing minute or less, he leaned over, his lips just a few inches from Garrett’s as he stared into his eyes, “If it becomes too much, if you get scared, if you need to stop for any reason, butterscotch, you just say the word and this ends. I will not hurt you and I will never force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with, okay?”
Garrett swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared up at Justice – not because he was nervous but because he was anxious to move forward, so fucking eager that he felt like he might explode. “I know,” he whispered and those two tiny words caused a reaction in Justice that almost made Garrett groan. Relief washed over the man and then his entire body began to vibrate with his need, his desire, his hunger for Garrett. Garrett could not only see it, he could feel it. And his cock was throbbing so hard it felt like a metronome in his pants.
Justice lifted his chin, “Lie on the bed, butterscotch, in the middle.” And then his hands moved to the button on his jeans and began opening them.
Garrett’s eyes locked on what those hands were doing and he froze, he fucking froze, because he didn’t want to miss one second of what was happening. He barely remembered seeing Justice’s cock before because he was so out of it, but he was sure he remembered there being a piercing. That hadn’t all been a fantasy, had it?
Justice peeled his jeans open and….no fucking underwear, that’s so hot….he pushed them down to his thighs to reveal….oh yes….a thick, long, hard-as-fuck cock with a silver ring glistening from the pre-cum oozing out of the slit onto it.
“Oh god,” Garrett groaned as he stared. And then he realized that Justice had frozen.
Garrett tore his eyes away from that beautiful dick and looked up at Justice. There was fear in his eyes…and hesitation….and Garrett would have none of that. Before the man had a chance to back away, Garrett said, “Can I taste you?”
Relief washed through Justice’s eyes again and his hand came up to grip Garrett’s hair on the top of his head, “God butterscotch,” he moaned as he squeezed his eyes shut then they opened again and he nodded, “Just for a second though because I’m seriously about to blow here.”
Garrett licked his lips as his eyes moved back down to stare then he gripped the shaft and stuck his tongue out, licking off the clear, slick liquid from the end.
“Fuck,” Justice mumbled as his fingers tightened in Garrett’s hair.
That was all the encouragement that Garrett needed. He opened his mouth wide and slowly slid it over the head of Justice’s dick until he felt his gag reflex threaten. He tightened his lips and sucked as he pulled back then he moved forward again, this time managing to get a little farther on Justice’s dick. He did this a few more times until, “If you don’t stop you’re gonna make me cum, butterscotch.”
Garrett, with Justice’s dick still in his mouth, looked up at him. Justice smiled at him as he slid his thumb over Garrett’s lips that were still wrapped around that hard piece of….yummy.
“Perfect,” Justice whispered.
Pride welled in Garrett’s chest because, yeah, he was new at this but it appeared that he was doing okay.
Justice again tilted his chin, “On the bed, butterscotch.”
As Garrett moved he said, “Why did you choose that name for me?”
When he turned to his back and laid his head on the pillow he almost gasped at the downright wicked gleam in Justice’s eye as he smirked, put one hand and knee on the bed and said, “Because of your beautiful yellow-blonde hair and because it’s my favorite candy….I could suck on it for hours.”
Garrett’s hand shot down and pressed onto his dick to keep from shooting in his pants as he moaned, “Fuck, J, that’s so hot.”
As it was he now had a huge wet spot on the front of his gray sweats.
Justice crawled up to Garrett’s hips then he gripped the elastic waistband on Garrett’s sweats and pulled them down his legs with a forceful yank. Garrett’s long – slightly thinner than Justice’s – cock thwacked onto his stomach.
“Oh shit, J….please,” Garrett moaned. He’d never been this turned on in his life….ever. He needed something to focus on because his entire body was a jumble of…..desire… and he felt like he was about to fly apart.
“Please what, butterscotch?”
Garrett frowned, “I, I don’t know, just something….anything…please.”
“How about we start with this?” Justice said then he pushed up onto his hands and knees, lowered his head and sucked Garrett’s dick into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat.
“Oh fuck!” Garrett cried as he dug his heels into the mattress and started pumping his hips.
Justice’s head pulled back just enough to let Garrett slid his dick in and out and as the man’s tongue swirled and his lips and mouth enveloped him in their tight heat, Garrett knew he was done for. His hand shot out to grip on Justice’s hair as he tried to pull the man off. But he wouldn’t budge. “Fuck, J, I’m gonna cum,” he said both as a warning and to try to get the man to move.
Justice’s answer was to move his mouth forward again until his nose was in Garrett’s blonde, trimmed pubes and Garrett’s dick hit the back of Justice’s throat.
He threw his head back and shouted as his orgasm hit, spewing a thick, hot load into Justice’s throat. His fingers gripped the sheets as he tried to hang on because he felt like this orgasm just might jettison him off the bed – it was that big.
When he finally felt like he was coming back down to……normal…..he took a big gulp of air and then looked down at Justice.
The man was holding Garrett’s dick in his hand and licking it all over like it was a damn ice cream cone all while his eyes were locked on Garrett’s face.
Garrett tried to speak but when nothing but a choked sound came out, he swallowed, cleared his throat and tried again. “That was, by far, the best fucking blow job I’ve ever had.”
“Yeah?” Justice said with a grin and a raised eyebrow.
Garrett nodded, “Oh yeah. I really want to learn how to do that deep throating on you. That’s, shit, it’s unreal.”
Justice sat up on his knees, “Damn, butterscotch. Just when I think I can’t possibly get more turned on, you say shit li
ke that and, well, now my dick feels like rebar.”
Garrett smiled at him, “What are we going to do about that?”
Justice’s expression changed as he stared at Garrett, “I, I,” he glanced to the side, “Do you want to fuck me?”
Garrett frowned, “I thought you’ve never bottomed before?”
Justice looked back at him, “I haven’t but I would for you.”
Tears threatened to fill Garrett’s eyes at that admission. He sat up far enough to grip the back of Justice’s neck then he laid back down, pulling the man over the top of him, “That is an incredible offer and I will take you up on that one day soon….but not today,” he whispered just before he pressed his lips to Justice’s.
Justice growled into his mouth as he took over the kiss. His tongue swept inside and collided with Garrett’s as he slid an arm under his lower back to pull him closer. Justice ground his hard cock into Garrett’s, bringing it back to life faster than ever before until there was no discerning whose cock was harder and which one was leaking more pre-cum.
Garrett tore his mouth away to gasp in air when he was in danger of passing out but that didn’t deter Justice. Nope. He just moved his kisses down Garrett’s jawline and began sucking on his neck.
“Fuck, J, please get me ready.”
Justice’s lips froze on Garrett’s neck and then they began to tremble slightly. Garrett wrapped his arms around Justice and whispered into his ear, “It’s okay, J. I want this. I really do.”
Justice took a deep breath and then lifted up. He leaned over far enough to pull open the nightstand drawer. He reached his hand inside and came out with a bottle of lube and a row of condoms. He set the lube down, tore open a condom and carefully rolled it down his dick, being careful not to snag it on his piercing.
Then he picked up the lube and stared down at Garrett as he held it in one hand and slid it other up and down Garrett’s inner thigh.
When it appeared that the man wasn’t going to do anything with it, Garrett whispered, “Please, Justice. I need to know. And I need it to be you.”
“Why?” Justice whispered.
“Because. I trust you. You’ll be loving and kind and gentle but also hot and hard and dominating. You’ll be everything that I want, everything that I need to show me what it’s supposed to feel like so those awful memories can crawl into a box in the corner of my mind and I don’t have to see them all the time.”
Justice nodded his head, “Yeah, okay,” he whispered as he pulled open the lube and squirted some onto his fingers. He rubbed it around to warm it then he slid those fingers over the skin of Garrett’s balls and down between his ass cheeks until he circled Garrett’s hole.
Garrett braced himself for fear, for panic but the second that thick finger slid inside all he felt was…..relief. Relief that all of those dark thoughts and nightmares that had been haunting him would now be replaced by something…..good. Something right, something real, something perfect.
He reached down to grip behind his knees and pull them up and wider as he groaned, “Oh fuck, J. More….please.”
One finger became two and then they curved and, “Holy fuck!” Garrett yelled as his upper body jackknifed off the bed.
“Hmmm, found it,” Justice said with a deep rumble in his chest.
Two fingers became three and Garrett felt his balls creep up as he got closer and closer to that edge. He didn’t want to cum again before Justice was inside him though and he was just opening his mouth to tell the man that when Justice’s fingers slid out.
For a brief, panicked second, Garrett thought the man was running but then he felt the blunt head of Justice’s cock at his entrance.
Just before he pressed inside his eyes came up to lock with Garrett’s as he hesitated.
Garrett didn’t want any more hesitation. He didn’t want any more questions or reassurances. He just wanted to feel. So, without words, he wrapped his legs around the back of Justice’s thighs and tried to urge the man closer.
Justice got the message and he pushed forward. There was burning as that thick head with the ring in it tried to gain entry. Then stinging as Garrett’s hole was pushed wider. And then, just when Garrett was beginning to worry that he wouldn’t be able to take Justice’s big dick, his body stretched just a little bit more and the man slipped inside….all the way inside until his balls were resting on Garrett’s ass cheeks.
Garrett gasped at the intrusion….and Justice froze. With his eyes closed, Garrett reached up to hold onto Justice’s biceps, “No, I’m fine. Just give me a second to adjust……to having a fucking log inside me,” he said as a smirk lifted a corner of his mouth.
Justice snorted a laugh, “A log? I’m not that fucking big.”
“Yeah? Tell that to my asshole,” Garrett said with a smile.
Justice frowned, “Do you need me to pull out?”
Garrett’s eyes opened, “Only to the tip and only if you’re going to slide it back in.”
Justice growled and leaned forward to press their lips together as his cock did just as requested.
Garrett reluctantly tore his mouth away to groan, “Oh fuck, J, that feels, fuck, that feels so fucking good.”
Justice kissed along Garrett’s jaw as he said, “That’s a whole lotta fucks, butterscotch.”
“They were hints not comments.”
Justice pulled his head back far enough to look into Garrett’s eyes, “Yeah?”
He slid his cock out slowly to the tip before just a slowly sliding it back inside.
Garrett tilted his head back and groaned, “Oh fuck, yeah.”
His neck was exposed, his adams apple jutting out and Justice couldn’t resist it. He leaned forward as his hips continued to pump and sucked on that puppy for all he was worth.
One of Garrett’s hands left Justice’s bicep and he felt it slide along his stomach to his dick as he started to jack it. “Fuck, J, I’m going to, fuck, fuck, fuck!” he cried and then Justice felt the warm wetness of Garrett’s second orgasm slicking up both of their stomachs.
And he lost it, he fucking lost it. He growled, his hips moved faster until they were moving at a blinding speed and he was slamming his dick in so hard and deep that the brass headboard was slamming against the wall. He felt his orgasm race down his spine and when it exploded out of the end of his dick he knew with absolute certainty that life had changed for him because this was by far the best sex he’d ever had in his life…and he was now addicted.
“Holy shit, Garrett!” he cried out to the ceiling as his thick load filled the condom. Spurt after spurt, gush after gush shot out of his dick until he was positive that he was jizzing more than he ever had at one time, enough that he worried it would be too much for the condom.
A shiver racked his body as his balls finally emptied completely and he collapsed forward with his elbows on either side of Garrett’s head. He stared into his eyes to look for any sign that the man was distressed or regretful and when he didn’t see it he pressed his forehead to Garrett’s and whispered, “God, Garrett that was, fuck, that was….”
Garrett’s hands caressed Justice’s back as he held him close, “I know, J, I know. It was for me, too.”
Chapter Forty-Two
“You want to tell me what happened and where you went now?” Kelly said from the recliner in Cole’s living room. He had been released from the hospital that morning and now he was going to complete his recovery by spending a few days at Cole’s place before the two of them headed to the mountains above Colorado to Morgan and Luther’s mountain home for the protection Op.
Cole froze in the kitchen and looked over at Kelly, “Kel, I, is now really the time?”
Kelly’s mouth quirked up, “You mean, ‘do I really have to tell you’, don’t you, Cole?”
Cole shrugged a shoulder.
“How about you start with telling me who he is.”
Cole stared at Kelly as he bit his lower lip until he finally whispered, “His name is Tripp.”
“And how did you meet him?”
“Kel…”
“No, Cole. No hiding, no secrets, no lies, remember?”
Cole walked over to sit on the couch next to Kelly where he finally nodded his head and whispered, “Yeah, okay. He and his husband, Tyler, we, uh, the three of us hooked up.”
“A lot?”
Cole shook his head, “No. It was meant to be a one-time thing but we hung out afterwards and realized we had a lot in common – they were total game nerds like me. We hooked up once more but then we all realized that we could become great friends but that the sex would make things awkward because they weren’t looking for a permanent third and I never wanted that any of relationship with anyone – so we stopped the sex. And then, when Tyler was killed in the accident, I was there to help keep Tripp,” he looked away as dark memories flooded his mind and then he continued, “on this planet. There was definitely no sex then. I didn’t want to and Tripp, well, that part of him just shut down. It’s still shut down….or at least it was.”
“It was? What does that mean?”
“That guy, Jackson? The one that Morgan sent to follow me? There was definitely a strong sexual attraction between the two of them. Nothing happened while I was there but it would really surprise me, and make me sad, if nothing ever happened between them.”
“So, how did the horseback ride happen?”
Cole blushed as he glanced at his hands, “I, um, after I had my meltdown and those two talked some sense into me, I realized what an idiot I had been and knew I had to get back here to you.”
“But?”
“But then it started snowing, hard. And he lives up this narrow, winding road with no guardrails. The only way up or down when it snows is by snowmobile or horseback. If we rode down on two snowmobiles, Tripp wouldn’t have any way of getting the second one back up to his house. So, Jackson and I rode the horses while Tripp used his cross-country skis. He strapped those skis onto one of the horse’s saddles after we got down to the bottom and then he and the two horses went back up the hill while a friend of his who lives in the valley picked us up and brought us to the hospital.”
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