by Cameron Dane
A chuckle washed warmth across Garrick’s lips. He pulled back and caught a glint sparking in Devlin’s eyes.
“I didn’t mean you have to stop completely,” Devlin said. He guided Garrick’s hand into a rubbing motion up and down his growing cock, moaning as Garrick once again took the lead and teased his fingers over the head, gathering pre-cum as he did it. “Doesn’t mean you can’t give me something rough either.” Devlin bit Garrick’s lower lip and tugged at it, creating a wonderful sting. As it slipped from between his teeth, Devlin soothed with a lick, and added, “I just might need some spit or lube first if you’re going to go full guns blazing at first pull.”
Garrick touched his own mouth, fingering the extra sensitivity Devlin had put there with his love bite. At the same time, he found himself riveted by the millions of as yet unknown stories and desires living right behind the light in Devlin’s eyes. “It’s strange to accept that we still have this learning curve between us when we spent two and a half days fucking each other.” Touching the tips of his fingers over Devlin’s cheeks, Garrick studied this face he already knew so well, and committed a few new laugh lines and cutting edges to the memory. “In so many ways I feel like I know you more completely than any other single person in this world.”
Devlin’s gaze deepened in time with an accompanying arousal below, and Garrick watched the part of this man’s personality that liked to laugh and play naughty emerge. Devlin pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside. He shoved his jeans and underwear down to his hips, exposing Garrick’s hand steadily working its way up and down Devlin’s long cock. Devlin kept contact with Garrick’s stare as he stiffened to granite-hard, rearing under Garrick’s ministrations.
“Oh, God ... yeah.” Devlin bit his lip and pumped his hips into Garrick’s hand job. “I have a feeling we’ll be moving in unison like a pair of finely tuned race horses in no time at all.”
A real, honest-to-God grin took over Garrick’s lips. “I think they pair up the race horses with the mares, beautiful.”
“Maybe...ahh, yeah, that’s so good...” Bead after bead of pre-ejaculate pearled at Devlin’s slit, and as Garrick ran his finger across the opening, Devlin hissed and his eyelids slid to half-mast. Devlin suddenly shook his head and opened his eyes, as if trying to clear the growing fog. “Maybe,” his voice sounded strained, “maybe most. But there have to be one or two studs in there that see another stallion and get just a little too worked up about another sleek male horse in top form, you know?”
Garrick swallowed down another laugh. “Gotta be a few, I imagine.” He loved the twists and silliness mixed in with the core of strength and honor in this man. “I remember how you like your blowjobs. Giving and getting them.” Watching Devlin, Garrick withdrew his hand from Devlin’s erection and licked his palm and fingers. He transferred Devlin’s pre-cum onto his tongue and savored the light taste of salt and man. “Do they still make you lose your mind?”
Devlin swallowed visibly as he stared at Garrick eating his early seed. “You don’t have to tie me up anymore.” He cleared his throat and lifted his gaze back to Garrick’s. “Unless you just want to do it for fun.”
Garrick snaked his hand around Devlin’s neck and jerked him in close. “Maybe another time.” He sealed his lips to Devlin’s, pushed inside and kissed deeply, and let the man taste himself inside Garrick’s mouth. Devlin opened up and tangled his tongue with Garrick’s, moaning and fighting for as much dominance as Garrick did. Devlin ran his hands down Garrick’s back and shoved his hands under the hem of Garrick’s shirt, pushing the fabric up in the back. He scratched his trimmed nails up Garrick’s spine, taking the shirt with him, and Garrick shivered. He fucking felt the light scrape shiver over every nerve ending in his body.
Their mouths broke apart as Devlin lifted the T-shirt over Garrick’s head. “Naked,” Devlin said. His eyes burned bright, even in the shock of sunlight pouring in through the open window. “I want you naked now.”
“You too.” Garrick kicked off his shoes and toed off his socks, his motions clumsy, his focus riveted on Devlin. “I’ve missed your body.”
A quick grin flashed in Devlin. He took a second to drag Garrick in and smash a hard kiss on his mouth. “I’m gonna choose to think that’s a really sweet thing to say.”
Fuck. Heat burned red right down Garrick’s flesh. I’m no poet. “I meant for it to sound nice. Christ.” Garrick’s breath caught as Devlin stripped out of the last of his clothes. Garrick took his fill of the specimen before him; Devlin was perfect everywhere he looked. “You were solid before,” he ran his hands all over Devlin’s upper body, mapping ropey lines in a way he’d been too frantic to do last night, “but five years has turned your body into something exquisite.”
Twin dots of red in Devlin’s cheeks mirrored back to Garrick. “Thank you. It’s the firefighter training.” He looked openly too, studying Garrick all over, making Garrick’s cock twitch toward his belly button under the scrutiny. “I loved that massive guy in San Francisco.” Devlin ran the flat of his hand down the centerline of Garrick’s torso and then back up to curl around his biceps. “But I love this man too.” He held onto Garrick’s arms and swayed them together. “He definitely feels like someone I can put my arm around when we’re out getting groceries, or someone whose shoulder I can rest my head on when we go to the movies.” Devlin wiggled against Garrick’s front, rubbing their cocks against one another in a way that flooded Garrick with seed. “Or just someone I can burrow in real close to in the winter when it’s freezing cold.”
“Jesus.” Garrick didn’t know whether to come or cry. His dick pushed with purpose into Devlin’s stomach and answered for him. “The thought of grocery shopping has never made me so hard.”
That mischievous twinkle reentered Devlin’s eyes. “I remember all the other ways to get you rock-solid too.” He walked them backward to the couch and shoved Garrick down onto it. “I believe you said something about my loving to give a blowjob?” Devlin dropped to his knees and yanked Garrick’s hips to the edge of the couch. “Never gave better head than the first night I brought you back to my motel room.”
“I don’t know.” Garrick remembered any number of award-worthy moments in San Francisco that involved Devlin’s mouth on his prick. “There was that time in the shower that was pretty good too.”
While looking right up at Garrick, eyes open wide, Devlin went down on Garrick and swallowed the full length of his cock in one swoop, stealing Garrick’s voice. And his mind too.
Garrick bucked and then grabbed his balls, but Devlin batted his hand away and took over the job himself. Only, Devlin fucking massaged the incredible, tormenting weight pulling at Garrick’s nuts, rather than put a clamp on it, and it drove Garrick nearly insane with the heightened sensation. Devlin bobbed up and down Garrick’s shaft with wet suction, and each time he circled up and teased the rim with the tip of his tongue, he gently squeezed Garrick’s balls at the same time.
“Damn it... Damn it...” Garrick prayed for the willpower not to come and end this perfect act so fast. “Jesus, beautiful.” He buried his hand in Devlin’s hair, and through half-slitted eyes watched the man blow and fondle him. So fucking beautiful.
Devlin had the sexiest mouth Garrick had ever known; seeing it stretched wide around Garrick’s cock, working full, strong, mind-altering pulls from root to tip, had Garrick spreading his legs even wider and pushing his hips up for more. Devlin swirled his tongue around the tip and across the slit, moaning as he did it, and shimmered the most glorious vibrations straight down Garrick’s prick to his nuts.
“Ohhh fuck.” Garrick twisted the handful of Devlin’s hair he gripped in his hand, and hissed as his cock disappeared all the way into Devlin’s mouth again. “You’re amazing.”
Devlin sucked even harder, and Garrick clenched his jaw against the pleasure, focused on the pale eyes watching every reaction he gave. Unable to look away, Garrick grew painfully rigid and thick with each swipe of Devlin’s mouth or to
ngue. Sweat filmed Garrick’s flesh and soaked the hair at his nape, and he thought he might pass out if he didn’t let himself come.
His muscles went tight and the tingling in his balls started pulling and creeping up his spine. Garrick whimpered and his voice went raspy. “Devlin...”
Devlin grabbed Garrick’s sac and whipped his mouth off Garrick’s cock. “Not yet.” He openly looked up and down the length of Garrick’s body, which in turn heated Garrick’s skin and turned his cock harder still. “Turn over.” Devlin helped Garrick shift to his knees, facing away from Devlin. Garrick braced himself on the back of the couch and pressed his cheek into the cool plaster of the wall.
A strange vulnerability attacked Garrick as Devlin’s body heat went away and cool air grazed his scorching skin, leaving him chilled.
Just when Garrick didn’t think he could take the loss a second longer, Devlin covered Garrick from behind, creating a human blanket for Garrick that chased away the cold. The man dipped down and put his mouth at Garrick’s ear. “You’re not coming until every inch of my dick is smothered deep inside you.” He sank his tongue into Garrick’s ear as he wedged a soft plastic tube under his palm. “Keep that for me.”
Garrick opened his hand and glanced down. Lube. He hadn’t even thought about that.
A whispery-soft brush of lips moved down the side of Garrick’s neck to his shoulder and stayed there for a moment to suck on Garrick’s skin.
“I didn’t see any stuff in your medicine cabinet last night.” Devlin offered that explanation as he kissed his way across Garrick’s upper back, inducing more shivers. “I went out and bought a new one before I came back. I hoped we would need one here.”
“I hope we’ll need lots. Ohhh yes...”
Devlin licked right down the center of Garrick’s spine to the small of his back, and Garrick groaned low in his throat in response. Each licking kiss from Devlin--that went back up Garrick’s spine in reverse and then traced every point across Garrick’s back--conjured additional throaty noises from Garrick and soon had him thrusting his ass backward, searching for Devlin’s cock. Devlin kept just out of reach; he tormented Garrick with continued kisses against his back, and he brushed the tips of his fingers over Garrick’s hips and down his outer thighs, always keeping contact just shy of Garrick’s ass.
Sparks lit under Garrick’s flesh everywhere Devlin grazed his lips. Garrick’s cock leaked a wet spot into the couch cushion with every soft lick from Devlin, and his passage already throbbed like mad for someone to plug it deeply.
Not someone. Devlin. It has to be Devlin.
When Devlin’s mouth came within millimeters of tasting the curve of Garrick’s left buttock, Garrick shrieked inside with denied need.
“Please,” Garrick whispered roughly. He reached back and shoved the lube into Devlin’s hand. “Get me ready. Fuck me.”
Devlin paused with his lips against the cleft of Garrick’s ass. “Open that for me,” he pushed the lube back into Garrick’s hand, “and I will.”
Garrick took the small tube and put the sealed cap to his mouth. The second he did, Devlin spread Garrick’s ass cheeks apart and licked right down his crack to his hole. His nubby tongue teased and poked at Garrick’s ring, and Garrick bucked back into the shock of intimate contact. Devlin held him wide open and nuzzled his full face into Garrick’s crease, making hungry, voracious noises as he laved and sucked on Garrick’s pucker. Each press with the flat of Devlin’s tongue on Garrick’s sensitive asshole alternated with a gentle suckle on the tight muscle and a dart of his tongue into the tiny opening to fucking lick inside. Each rotation spiraled Garrick deeper and deeper into a place where only raw pleasure and need existed.
“Oh yeah...” Garrick pressed his forehead into the wall and gritted his teeth through the base, heavenly kiss Devlin delivered to his hole. Garrick’s passage and dick pulsed in unison, and without thinking, he shoved his hand down to his cock, tunneled the length between his spread thighs back to Devlin, and ordered roughly, “Suck that too.” He growled and pushed his ass into Devlin’s face, feeling primal to his core. “Eat me everywhere.”
Devlin dipped down; he tongued the rim of Garrick’s cock, licked into the slit, and then took the first few inches into the warm cavern of his mouth, surrounding Garrick in wet, wonderful heat. The abbreviated blowjob squished Garrick’s balls up against his body, but he continued to rub the base of his cock while Devlin sucked the other end and created the sweetest kind of pain. Garrick squeezed his eyes shut and suffered through the perfect agony of this mating. He didn’t think anything could make this moment better ... and then Devlin started thumbing Garrick’s pucker and oh-so-gently eased the blunt tip into Garrick’s ass.
Oh yes. More.
Garrick tried to push back and steal something more than just a phantom touch, but Devlin pulled away and bit the inside curve of Garrick’s buttocks, surely leaving marks. He spanked Garrick’s hip and flank, not quite gently, but not with violence either. The sound cracked through the room as Devlin’s hand made contact with Garrick’s flesh again, and it drew a sharp cry from Garrick at the same time as it pulled an arousing sting to the surface of his skin.
“You like that, huh?” Devlin rubbed the flesh he’d just reddened with his hand.
“Yeah.” Guttural emotions and fears still churned inside Garrick, and he needed something equally powerful and coarse to take it all away and make it better. “Do it again.”
Devlin smacked the flat of his hand across Garrick’s buttocks--one, two, three, four times--delivering stinging hit after hit that smarted and had Garrick grunting in time with each firm spank. As quickly as Devlin warmed Garrick’s buttocks with his hand, he delved two fingers down Garrick’s crack to finger his hole. He pressed just a bit, enough to start a little burn, but not enough to break through and penetrate Garrick’s ass.
Garrick moaned and wiggled his ass and rubbed his prick, turning himself into a wanton who would take anything from this man. “Please.” He pushed back for those fingers again. “Push them in. Take me.”
Devlin murmured words of patience as he kissed his way up Garrick’s back to his nape and rested his mouth just inches from Garrick’s ear. “I thought you wanted my cock.” He rubbed over Garrick’s hole and then reached further down to tease a couple of fingers around the head of Garrick’s dick, stirring those ultrasensitive nerve endings all over again.
Garrick’s chest moved in big waves and his throat felt like he hadn’t taken a sip of water in weeks. “I fucking want that too.” He ripped the plastic off the lube with his teeth and bit down on the cap until it popped open. Turning his head, Garrick looked right into the stormy blur of Devlin’s beautiful eyes. “I want everything with you.”
“And you’ll get it.” His pupils flaring, Devlin closed in and seared his lips to Garrick’s, stealing a rough, invasive kiss. He took Garrick’s mouth with something close to violent savagery as he palmed the tube of lube out of Garrick’s hand. Garrick accepted every punishing thrust of Garrick’s tongue and scrape of his lips--that sometimes involved teeth--with equally aggressive enthusiasm, and very likely bruised Devlin just as much as Devlin did him. Garrick kissed Devlin as if he’d never tasted the man before and wasn’t sure he would ever get the chance to do so again.
Cool slick suddenly coated Garrick’s asshole, and just a second later Devlin slipped one long finger up Garrick’s chute, offering a heavenly hint of taking. Devlin twisted his finger inside Garrick’s channel, greasing the walls of Garrick’s ass, and Garrick gasped as his rectum sucked in to hold Devlin’s finger inside.
Devlin withdrew his digit but quickly rubbed the tips of three fingers around Garrick’s sensitized entrance. “Relax, baby, so I can get a couple more in this time.”
Garrick panted and let all the desperation inside him slip into his voice. “I’m so ready you could drive a truck straight up my ass and I would bend over and push back until it was in to the rear bumper.”
His gaze softening,
Devlin pressed his lips to the side of Garrick’s head. “That’s quite the image.”
Everything inside Garrick screamed for Devlin to consume him completely. “I’m just that horny for you.” He nuzzled into Devlin’s face until their mouths touched again. “Take me, beautiful.” He whispered the plea. “Please.”
“Shh ... shh.” Devlin replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, kissing the excited nerves surrounding Garrick’s bud with the tip. He wound an arm around Garrick’s waist, held him steady, and burned a brand right into Garrick’s soul with the intensity in his stare. “Now.” Devlin latched his mouth to Garrick’s just as he surged forward and Garrick shoved backward, straight into Devlin’s cock, and made them one. Garrick shouted, his voice stripped bare as Devlin took him in one driving thrust all the way to the root.
Oh, Jesus. Skin on skin. This is what it feels like to trust someone in every way.
Devlin immediately stopped; he shoved Garrick’s hair out of his face. “Are you okay?” The man’s cock throbbed with its own heartbeat in Garrick’s ass, Garrick could fucking feel it, but Devlin gritted his teeth and didn’t move. “Do you need a minute?”
Garrick reached down and covered Devlin’s hand on his stomach. “Don’t stop.” He didn’t break their gaze as he eased forward, nearly separating them, and then pushed his ass back into Devlin’s invasion, demanding friction again. “Please don’t ever fucking stop.”
Devlin remained still for a heartbeat, his eyes on Garrick. But it was then as if he found the permission Garrick had already told him he had, and he slammed into Garrick again, taking his mouth and ass in one rough shot. He covered Garrick like one animal does to another and pummeled Garrick’s channel with fast, shallow hits. He bit at Garrick’s lips and then down his cheek to his shoulder, sinking his teeth into skin as he attacked Garrick’s tight ass with the sweetest kind of pain. It was everything Garrick begged for and craved, and he thrust himself back to accept each deep piercing from Devlin’s long cock.