Caught in Your Wake

by Darien Cox

  “Are you...” Tyler swallowed hard, wetting his lips. “Do you feel this weird thing? This thing I’m feeling?”

  Tim exhaled loudly, sliding his arms around Tyler’s waist and pulling him closer. “Depends,” he said in a low voice. “If the thing feels like I can’t keep my hands off you and don’t want to let go of you for even a second, and that just thinking about you makes me ache in places I didn’t know I had...then yeah. I’m feeling it.”

  Tyler’s breath quickened. Reaching up, he threaded his fingers through Tim’s hair. “Need privacy. Now.”

  Tim nibbled along Tyler’s jaw to his earlobe. “My house is only two miles away on foot.”

  Tyler couldn’t remember a time when his dick was harder, and he pushed it discreetly against Tim’s hip. “That far, huh?”

  Tim’s hot breath tickled Tyler’s ear as he exhaled. “It’s not that far. Thought you were Mr. Fitness who climbs mountains and trains in rough terrain? Can’t handle a two-mile walk?”

  “I can handle it.” Tyler slid his hand between them, brushing it over the swollen bulge under Tim’s jeans. “I’d just rather handle you right now.”

  Groaning, Tim’s forehead rested against Tyler’s. “You’re gonna kill me.”

  “No,” Tyler whispered. “Not before I give you the best blowjob you ever had.”

  Tim chuckled, his arousal evident in the tight, breathy sound. “You have special training in that too?”

  “No, but no one’s ever made my mouth water before. You do, so I can only assume I’m starving for your cock.”

  Tim stepped back and grabbed Tyler’s hand. “Screw the two-mile walk. Come with me.”

  Tyler smiled as he followed Tim down onto the beach, pleased with himself. He’d never been much for working even remotely hard to seduce someone. But then he’d never wanted to seduce someone this badly. “Where are we going? The entire beach is full of village hippies and bonfires. I’m all for exhibitionism but...”

  “Trust me,” Tim said as he led him down the beach. “I was born in this town. And I’m the ranger.” He shot Tyler a grin. “I know all sorts of secret spots. Let’s go!”

  Tim broke into a jog, and Tyler was tugged along, still holding his hand. “You don’t have to run.”

  “Yes I do!” Tim shouted. “You promised me a blowjob!”

  “Tim!” He laughed. “Not so loud, Jesus.”

  Two women were walking along the beach and turned at Tim’s outburst. “Yeah, you go get some, guy!” one of them shouted.

  “Oh I will!” Tim called back.

  A laugh escaped Tyler, echoing off the water, and for a moment he could hardly believe it came from him. He was aroused, but it was more a general excitement he was feeling, warm wind in his hair, and just...

  Happiness?

  Was this what it felt like? Could it be so simple? Chasing after a man he desired to go have a secret hookup somewhere outside in the dark, while fireworks popped off overhead? Was this happiness? Because it was certainly an unfamiliar feeling for Tyler.

  “This way.”

  They’d grown close to Christian’s marina, the clinking of boat masts like windchimes up ahead, lights of the parking lot dim and misty from bonfire smoke. “We’re not going to the marina. Are we?”

  “Nope.”

  Under a broken-down dock, Tim led him past faded wooden beams, where signs threatened trespassers to keep out and promised danger and prosecution. “Well, this looks welcoming,” Tyler said.

  “It’s okay.” Tim squeezed his hand as they disappeared into a dark alcove, black rock on either side forming a crevice in the short cliff-side bluff. “The dock is old but it’s safe, we just like to keep teenagers out of here because they used to leave beer cans and shit all over the place. Now, right in here.”

  “Oh, wow.” Within the crevice of rock, a tunnel branched off to the left, opening to a small, sandy cave. Moonlight leaked in from the narrow crevice above. The bluff muted the festive sounds of the village, and they were indisputably alone.

  “Get over here,” Tim growled, and Tyler was pressed against cool stone in the shadows, getting the life kissed out of him.

  He melted into it, pulling Tim tight against him, wrapping a leg around his thigh, needing to get closer. They kissed open-mouthed, tongues and hot breath and desperately shifting lips. Tyler turned their bodies so Tim’s back was against the stone, then he dropped to his knees, tugging open Tim’s jeans.

  “Oh shit, you were serious,” Tim huffed as Tyler pulled his jeans and briefs down over his hips.

  “You’re damn right.” He found Tim thick and hard, and tried sucking him deep, but the angle was wrong. Tim’s legs were too damn long, and Tyler couldn’t get to his cock properly while kneeling. “Fuck, this is wrong.”

  “What?” Tim squeaked. “Feels pretty damn right to me.”

  “Here.” Tyler peeled his own shirt off and lay it on the sand. “Take your jeans off and sit down here. On my shirt, so you won’t get sand in your crack.”

  “Okay.” Tim stepped out of his shoes, then his jeans. “But it felt incredible already.” He crouched down then carefully sat on the shirt, bending his knees and spreading his legs. He looked stunning in the moonlight, especially naked from the waist down, smiling. “Is this how you want me, Tyler? I’ll let you do anything you want.”

  Tyler laughed. “Was that supposed to be an imitation of me?”

  “Not a very good one,” Tim said. “I’d have to make my face all blank and talk like a robot. Is this how you want me, human?”

  With a hand on Tim’s chest, Tyler said, “Lie back. It’ll be worth the sand in your hair, I promise.”

  Tim immediately fell back, and Tyler was on him, this time taking his cock in all the way to the back of his throat. Tim gasped. Not giving him a chance to recover, Tyler deep-throated him again, and again, until Tim was writhing in the sand, hips lifting. “Oh fuck! You weren’t kidding,” he gasped. “This is better.”

  Tyler slid his tongue up Tim’s cock, tightening his lips on the head before popping it out of his mouth. He worked Tim with his hand as he stared down at him, his own dick throbbing at the sight of him splayed out there in the shadowy moonlight, lips parted, eyes closed. “Isn’t this better,” he asked as he stroked Tim’s thick cock, “than walking two miles to your house?”

  “Yes. So much better. Damn,” he said, hips pumping as Tyler worked him. “Tyler...I love you touching me.”

  “All I could think about at dinner was swallowing your cock. I wanted to climb under the table and just suck you off right there.”

  Gasping, Tim said, “The patrons might have been offended.”

  “Don’t care. I would have told them to shut up and eat their sushi. And punched anyone who even tried to pull me off your dick.”

  Tim groaned when Tyler squeezed him tighter. “God Tyler, you’re insane and I love it.”

  “I hope you’re not gonna blow it yet though,” Tyler said. “I like seeing you like this. Out of control just for me.”

  Moaning, Tim’s eyes opened and he propped up on his elbows. “I thought you liked me in control. You seemed to like it this morning when I fucked you senseless.”

  “I do. I liked wrapping my legs around your neck.” He smiled when Tim groaned and collapsed back on the sand, hips jerking.

  “I like your legs around my neck too.”

  Tyler leaned over and fluttered his tongue along Tim’s length. “And you’re gonna fuck me again soon. But right now, tonight, I want this. I’m gonna eat your cock whole. Was so hungry for you all night.”

  “God,” Tim whispered. “Where is this coming from? You’re usually so quiet.”

  “Just telling you what I want. Telling you how much I want to eat your cum. How much I want you to give it to me.”

  “It’s yours. I’ll give you anything you want,” he whispered. “Anything. Anything, Tyler.”

  “Then fuck my mouth,” he said, a moment before sucking Tim’s erection deep and
holding him there. He kept the suction tight but didn’t move, satisfied when Tim began bucking and crying out, the thick head of his cock slamming the back of Tyler’s throat.

  “I’m coming! Jesus Christ holy fucking...Tyler!”

  Softening his throat, Tyler drank every drop, thrilled with the hot pulsing on his tongue, relishing the salty flavor, and even more so, the delicious sounds coming out of Tim’s mouth, moans and gasps and a litany of curses strung together like a prayer.

  When it was over, Tim wriggled away, pushing Tyler’s head back. “Stop, holy shit,” he huffed. He sat up, looking dazed, and reached out with one arm. “Let me...let me take care of you.”

  Smiling, Tyler shook his head. “Get up. Get off my shirt.” He helped pull Tim to his feet. “It’s getting cold in here.”

  Tim swayed on shaky legs, still naked from the waist-down, frowning as Tyler grabbed his shirt off the sand, shook it out and pulled it on. “You just blew my mind, don’t you...aren’t you hard?”

  “Oh, I’m hard. I could chop down a redwood with this boner.” He tossed Tim his jeans. “But I have control of it. You can get me off next time.”

  “I can’t think,” Tim said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I think you just sucked my brains out through my dick.”

  Tyler laughed. “Jeans. On. Now.”

  “Oh, right.” Tim tugged his jeans on, then chuckled. “I can’t believe we just did that. In here. I feel like a teenager again. It was...fantastic.”

  “I didn’t want to wait.”

  “Me neither.” Tim chuckled, a breathy, happy sound. “You sure I can’t...” He pointed to the bulge at Tyler’s groin. “Take care of you?”

  Tyler wrapped his arms around Tim and kissed him deep and hard. “I just wanted to please you tonight,” he whispered. “My raging boner will go down. Let’s head back to the pub. We’ll have a drink and you can hold my hand and put your arm around me all night so no one else hits on me if you want.”

  Tim’s smile was huge. “Yeah? You’ll allow me to do that?”

  “I’ll allow it. I might even like it.”

  Gripping Tyler’s chin, Tim kissed him gently. “You’re fucking amazing, Tyler, you know that?”

  Tyler shrugged.

  “No, you don’t know that, do you?” Tim said. “You really don’t know you’re amazing.”

  “I know...hearing you say things like that makes me feel good.”

  “Good enough.” Tim took Tyler’s hand in his. “Come on, you crazy sexy weirdo, let’s go.”

  Tyler chuckled and let Tim lead him out, back under the rickety dock and onto the beach. “I’m not that weird. Am I?”

  “Hmm, let me see.” He licked Tyler’s cheek, making him laugh. “You don’t taste weird.”

  Tyler wiped his cheek with his hand. “You’re being ridiculous again, thank God.”

  Walking along the shore, Tim draped his arm over Tyler’s shoulders. “Why thank God?”

  Because I thought you were backing away and I need you to push me. Push me and confront me and make me admit I want this, no matter how weird I try to get. “I just enjoy you when you’re being goofy.”

  “Then you must enjoy me a lot,” Tim said.

  They both froze at the sound of a baby’s cry, then relaxed as a young family strolled by. A little boy walked alongside the mom, the dad holding a screaming baby girl who’d clearly had enough of the fireworks.

  “It’s a real baby,” Tim said.

  “Yeah.” Tyler took a deep breath, then slid his arm around Tim’s waist. “We should still be careful. Let’s head back up to the main road.”

  As they walked, Tim kept chuckling and shaking his head.

  “Something funny?” Tyler asked.

  “My head’s just spinning.” He smiled at Tyler. “I didn’t expect this to happen tonight.”

  “You mean me dragging you off to blow you because I couldn’t wait?”

  “Yeah. All of it.” He glanced at Tyler. “Did you mean what you said? About how you...that you feel something?”

  Tyler hesitated. His prior desperation to claim Tim had prompted the boldness of the confession. Now he felt shy. “Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “I meant it.”

  “So we’re not just tripping out because of the sex?”

  “I don’t know.” Tyler glanced warily at him. “You think that’s all it is?”

  “No. I don’t think that’s all it is.” Tim stopped him with a hand on his elbow after they stepped over the stone wall onto the sidewalk. “What made you...I’m not complaining mind you. Not at all. But what happened just now...it all seemed to come out of nowhere.”

  “I just wanted you.” He fought down his insecurities and forced himself to say more, to be honest. “And I thought maybe you’d lost interest in me.”

  “Lost interest?” Tim’s eyes widened. “Since this morning?”

  Laughing, Tyler nodded. “Okay it sounds stupid now. I shouldn’t reveal these weaknesses to you. I’m sure I’ll come to regret it.”

  “You want to hear about weakness?” Tim grasped his shoulders and stepped closer. “I’ve been feeling like second-prize all day.”

  “Second-prize? Why?”

  “I thought you still had a crush on...” He winced. “Elliot.”

  Tyler laughed, a relieved sound. Maybe it was wrong that Tim’s admitted insecurity made him feel better about his own, but it did. “I told you I didn’t have feelings for Elliot anymore.”

  “I know but...you act different around him.”

  “Different how?”

  “Different than you do with other people. You cut him more slack. You always seem so happy when he teases you and...I know I sound like a child right now. But it was making me jealous.”

  “Ah.” Tyler sat down on the stone wall and looked up at Tim. “I don’t have a crush on Elliot.”

  “Okay. I’m sorry.”

  “No, don’t be. I do act different around him now. But it’s not a crush. In the past few years, I’ve been called to help with a lot of crazy, dangerous shit in the village. I always keep my head when shit’s going down. Even if other people are freaking out. But inside, I get worked up and nervous like everyone else, right?”

  Tim sat down beside him. “Of course. And?”

  “Well, every time things were getting dangerous or heightened, Elliot would crack jokes. At inappropriate times. The other guys would yell at him, remind him this was serious. But I liked it. To me, if Elliot could still joke, it meant everything would ultimately be all right.”

  Tim frowned. “So...you’re still comforted by that?”

  “Not for myself,” Tyler said. “For him. See, after you found Baz in the forest, Nolan and Brett went on a really fucking dangerous mission. Nolan got hurt. Really bad. For ten minutes in the chopper, I was sure he was going to die. Everyone was sure. There was too much blood coming out of him. I couldn’t stop it. If not for intervention from an unexpected source, Nolan would have died that night. Definitely.”

  “Oh. It was that close?”

  “Yeah. Nolan and Brett’s suits had cameras with a feed broadcasting back to headquarters, where Elliot was watching, along with Ogden and others. As I was trying to stop the bleeding, putting pressure on Nolan’s wound, all I could hear was Elliot screaming in my earpiece.”

  Tim frowned. “Oh. Jesus. That must have been awful.”

  “It was the worst sound I ever heard. They’d just gotten engaged. And all I could think was...Elliot’s never gonna get to marry Nolan now. And I’m never going to hear Elliot tell another bad joke. Because for the first time, Elliot didn’t have any jokes. Only these...anguished screams. And so I knew, this time, everything wasn’t going to be okay. For Elliot, nothing was ever going to be okay again.”

  Letting out a long breath, Tim shuddered, shaking his head. “But now it is okay. Nolan’s fine. They got married.”

  “Nolan’s fine, but only by a miracle. It could have gone the other way in an instant. So now, when I hear
Elliot laugh...when he gives me a hard time or acts like an idiot? It just reminds me that everything’s okay. That his laughter is still there. And that makes me...feel good.”

  Groaning, Tim rubbed his eyes. “I feel like an asshole. I’m really sorry I misinterpreted that so badly.”

  “I’m not.” Tyler smirked when Tim looked up in surprise. “You were jealous. That means you haven’t stopped thinking about me.”

  Tim laughed and shifted off the wall, then crouched down between Tyler’s thighs, rubbing his knees as he looked up at him. “Come home with me,” he said softly. “I want to return the favor and take control of your body and make you come so hard. Come home with me, Tyler. Spend the night with me.”

  And just like that, Tyler’s hazy happiness shattered. Because it was a fantasy, all of this. Just a fantasy. Reality was a cold, brittle hand squeezing his heart, anxiety a taser to his gut when he remembered that he couldn’t have this. This happy normalcy. Because he wasn’t normal.

  Having to get doped up and locked in someplace underground in order to sleep wasn’t normal. But it was what he needed to feel safe. Whether the safety of that was just an illusion, whether the fear was just a herd of ghosts from his past, it didn’t matter. It was what he needed, and he couldn’t share that with Tim. Which meant he couldn’t share a bed with Tim. Not at Tim’s place, where he’d expect normalcy and sex and happiness.

  Not madness and paranoia and fear.

  “Tyler? You all right?”

  “I...I can’t.”

  Tim blinked, looking sad. “Why not? We can have Myles drop us off at my house, or we can walk, I just want to spend the night with you. You don’t want that?”

  “I do Tim, I just...maybe you can come back to Elliot and Nolan’s instead.”

  Something like realization flashed over Tim’s expression, a knowing that confused Tyler. “Oh,” he said. “Yeah, of course. I forgot...” The last word drifted off as Tim’s cheeks flushed.

  “You forgot what?”

  Tim stood, stuffing his hands in his jeans pockets. “Nothing. I’ll go over there, if you want me to.”

  “You forgot what, Tim? What did you mean?” Tyler hopped off the wall. “Tell me.”