by Smith,T. M.
As soon as Gabe pulled out Tristan grabbed Micah and rolled them so he was on top, driving deep with one thrust. He drilled Micah fast and hard, sweat coating both their bodies and the sheets as Tristan, literally fucked him into the mattress. Gabe sat back on his heels, reaching for his painfully erect cock, and jacking himself off at the same speed Tristan was fucking Micah.
“Tris, what are you, oh god, fuck, I’m going to come again!” Micah was screaming and writhing as he came again. An animalistic noise, somewhere between a growl and deep guttural moan, reverberated off the walls when Tristan threw his head back and howled through his orgasm. Holy fuck, but that growl was sexy as hell, the sound wrapped around Gabe’s balls and gently caressed them, causing Gabe to erupt all over his hand, belly and thighs.
“Fuuuuuuuuckkkk!” Gabe groaned, squeezing the last couple drops of come out with a tight fist.
Micah and Tristan both smiled at him. “Sorry, that was just so beyond sexy, I barely wrapped my fingers around my dick and I was coming.” He leaned forward to kiss Tristan, almost falling flat on his face. The three of them laughed and Gabe was certain he would be a puddle in the middle of the bed if Tristan weren’t holding him up.
Deleted scene from Hide and Seek.
Chapter 21, Dean and Adam…
One tiny room separated Dusty and David’s bedroom from the room Dean Anderson was staying in for the time being. Only one tiny room without the ability to mask the acoustics of his son and his boyfriend as they shouted and screamed and the headboard banged against the wall. Adam rolled over and reached for him, pulling Dean’s back flush to his chest, running his tongue over the shell of Dean’s ear, pulling an involuntary shudder from his lover’s body. “Tell me again why I can’t fuck you when those two are in there trying to tear the walls down?”
“You know what…” Dean rolled over onto his back, looking up into Adam’s eyes and smiling seductively. “…fuck it.” He pulled Adam down and kissed him. Dean loved kissing Adam, almost as much as he loved having his new lover buried balls deep in his ass. Aside from a brief indiscretion, Dean hadn’t been with a man in over two decades. At first, he thought the electric connection he and Adam shared since the night they met was a passing faze. Something that would fade once they each got their rocks off. If anything, the connection had only grown stronger, solidified with the more time they spent together.
“You still with me?” Adam whispered, sliding down Dean’s body and swallowing his cock whole.
“Adam…” he groaned, running his fingers through the thick, blonde mane and holding on for dear life as Adam licked, sucked and nibbled his way down to Dean’s entrance. “Oh my… fuck… mmmmph.” Dean babbled incoherently. Adam was turning him inside out and he was loving every second of it.
He could feel his balls growing taut. Not wanting to come yet, he tried to pull away, but Adam wasn’t having it. He smacked Dean’s ass, lifting his head and staring up at Dean with a wicked grin. He watched with bated breath as Adam leaned over and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom from the bedside table. Adam sat back on his heels, tossing the foil wrapped condom at Dean. “Put it on me.”
Dean sat up, condom in hand, he tore the wrapper and tossed the empty packet aside before rolling the latex down Adam’s impressive length. Just the thought of that massive member sliding into him caused an involuntary shudder to rack Dean’s body. The way Adam smiled down at him when he looked up tied Dean in knots. Jesus, but this man drives me wild! There was a modicum of concern that once the shine wore off, Adam would be on his way and Dean would be left alone again. While he couldn’t yet bring himself to consider something long term with the sexy doctor, hell, he and Maggie had only recently filed the divorce papers. The fact that it had been a long time coming was beside the point.
Dean had been in two long term relationships in his life. His college roommate, who was also his long-time boyfriend, and Maggie. Add to that his one-time fling and Dean could honestly say that no one person he’d ever been with rocked his world the way Adam did. He made him laugh, made him feel wanted and special, and the way Adam said the word “darling” when speaking to Dean held a well of emotions, just in one goddamn word. Surely Adam must feel the same way Dean did, right?
The ability to think was quickly taken away from Dean when Adam slid two fingers into him, pegging his prostate almost immediately. “Nnnnghnghh.” Along with the ability to speak a coherent word, apparently. “Adam… oh… fuck!” Dean shouted, his ass lifting off the bed, eyes rolling back in his head when Adam added a third finger.
Dean whimpered in protest when Adam pulled away then smacked him on the hip. “Roll over, darling.” Adam whispered and Dean almost came, his dick literally twitched, when Adam called him darling. It wasn’t the term per say, but more so the vast level of emotion that was evident in that one word that had Dean ready to spill his seed before Adam was inside him.
It wasn’t long before Dean was on his hands and knees, Adam drilling into him from behind, the two of them fighting hard to control themselves unlike the two horny bastards down the hall. Adam stretched his long body over Dean’s, one arm wrapped around his chest, the other hand slowly fisting Dean’s impossibly hard shaft. “Oh god, Adam, you have to stop or I’m gonna blow.” he begged.
Adam laughed softly. “That’s what I want you to do darling. Do you have any idea what you do to me? Your body welcomes me in like it’s where I belong, we fit so perfectly together.” Adam picked up the pace, slamming into Dean like a jackhammer. “Come for me darling, I want to feel your seed on my hand as I shoot my load inside you, as I claim you.”
Warm, wet lips kissed the back of Dean’s neck and he had to bite down on his bottom lip to stop from crying out when he came in a rush that left him breathless. Adam wasn’t far behind, the weight of his body pushing Dean down onto the bed. He hissed when his body landed in his now cold puddle of release. Adam laughed, rolling to his side. “Next time, we sleep at my house. That way I can listen to you scream as loud as you like while I plow that ass.”
TM Smith
Author bio:
A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.
Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!
Author links:
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Other books by this Author:
All Cocks stories
Gay for Pay, book 1
Fame and Fortune, book 2
How to Deal, book 3
Dare to Hope, book 4
Live for Love, book 5
Hide and Seek, book 6
All Cocks untitled, book 7 (early 2017)
Opposites series
Opposites, book 1
The Library, an Opposites novella
Appearances, book 2
The Cellar, an Opposites novella
Snapped, book 3 (releasing fall 2016)
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