Shelton in Love

by Dianne Hartsock

  A chilly wind struck him as he stepped outside and he turned up his collar on the way to the light rail train stop on the next block. Unfortunately, he had time to think about his future as the train whisked him toward the hospital. Since it was Thursday, he'd be able to contact the Human Resources department about a possible transfer back to Oregon. Pulling his phone from a pocket, he searched for the number. He'd never met the bank's District Manager, Thomas Baker, but he'd try and meet with him to salvage what he could of his career.

  Distracted, he chewed his lower lip as the phone rang. Of course, he'd talk to Nevil before he made any decisions. The last choice he'd made alone had been disastrous—lesson learned. Voicemail answered and he left his request, along with his name and number. "Please call me back, it's urgent," he asked before he ended the call.

  The train came to a stop and he followed a subdued group of people to the hospital entrance. Becoming lost in the long corridors, he chanced upon Nevil's room in time to hear his cheery laughter. He stepped through the doorway with a smile on his face and paused, for a moment thrown off balance by the handsome man that stood across the room from Nevil.

  Shelton shook off his surprise and, with a quick glance at Nevil, crossed the floor to the visitor. "Hi Percy, it's nice to see you again."

  Percy gripped his hand, confusing Shelton further by placing a light kiss on his cheek. "Shelton, you're looking good. I'd think Nevil would be more careful of his neck with you in his life."

  "Hey, kiss your own man," Nevil teased from the bed. Shelton looked at him and his heart quickened with pity. Dark bruises spotted Nevil's temple and circled his beautiful eyes; his mussed black hair emphasized the white porcelain of his face. Nevil held out a hand and Shelton went to him. Conscious of Percy at his back, he bent to kiss Nevil's cheek, but Nevil turned his head at the last second and seized Shelton's lips in a kiss he felt all the way to his toes.

  Shelton eased back and willed his cock to behave as he caught sight of the loose sling around Nevil's left arm. "Good morning, honey. Doing okay?"

  Nevil didn't answer. His gaze traveled from the obvious bulge in Shelton's worn jeans, up his tight sweater, to the faint flush Shelton knew colored his cheeks. The admiration in his eyes made Shelton's pulse hammer and he gave Nevil a shy smile, glad he had dressed nice for his man.

  Nevil shrugged off his question. "I'm fine. Glad you're here. Percy has an announcement for us."

  "Really?" Shelton turned to Percy and tried to drum up some enthusiasm for the attractive man who'd once had Nevil's love. He watched, intrigued, as color rose in Percy's cheeks.

  Percy cleared his throat. "I'm getting married," he confessed with a slightly embarrassed laugh, though his gray eyes shone with joy.

  Shelton felt a grin spread on his face. Percy's happiness was contagious. "Congratulations! Who's the lucky man?"

  "Do you remember Brandon Eagar?"

  "What! That gorgeous young man you dated awhile back?"

  "I never stopped. But it's taken me nearly two years to convince him he can't live without me."

  "I'm really happy for you." Carried away by emotions he couldn't explain, Shelton left Nevil's side to embrace him. "Have you set a date?"

  Percy's smile broadened. "I wanted to wait until summer when Brandon has some time off between terms, but he insists we go to New York this weekend, where his parents live, and be married immediately."

  "Percy! That's great." Excited, Shelton glanced at Nevil to include him and tried to ignore the stab of disappointment on seeing Nevil's mocking smile. He knew Nevil's thoughts on marriage. Why was his heart being such a fool about it?

  Nevil's eyes widened and he gave Shelton a curious look, but his smile appeared genuine when he turned to Percy. "We'll definitely be there. I have to see this for myself."

  "Oh, you'll be there, seeing as you're my best man."

  Nevil blinked in surprise. It was obvious that he was touched by the gesture. "Thank you, Percy. I'd be honored."

  "Good. That's settled." Percy glanced at his watch. "Well, I'd better get to work. Shelton, please make sure Nevil doesn't fall off any roofs before my wedding?"

  "I'll do my best," Shelton said dryly. They embraced again, and Percy gave Nevil a light kiss on the lips and left the room. Shelton smiled when Percy's merry whistle reached them.

  "I'm happy for him," he said and met the smile in Nevil's eyes. "So, can I take you home yet?"

  "The doctor's supposed to come by this morning to release me. If you lock that door, I'll dress and be ready for him."

  After a glance down the near-empty hallway, Shelton closed the door and twisted the lock. Nevil had already thrown off the covers and his feet dangled over the side of the bed. Shelton winced and hurried to him. With great care, he eased Nevil's injured arm from the sling around his neck.

  "Let me help," he said unsteadily and stepped between Nevil's knees. He leaned over to untie the hospital gown at the back, and a shiver of desire raced through him as Nevil's warm breath brushed his cheek. He groaned when Nevil turned his head and nuzzled Shelton's sensitive ear and drew the lobe between his teeth.

  "Oh, Lord," Shelton said, helpless. "You're not making this easy."

  "I don't intend to," Nevil answered with a laugh in his voice.

  He undid the last knot with shaky fingers and then drew the gown from Nevil's body. He let out a breath of dismay. Bruises covered the left side of Nevil's well-toned body, spreading in a purple and blue mass on his hip.

  Nevil raised Shelton's chin with a gentle finger. "I'm fine, love. Try me and see."

  Shelton's gaze dropped at once to Nevil's beautiful cock, hard and thick. Precum glistened at the tip. Drawn irresistibly to the sweet honey despite his better judgment, Shelton lowered his head to lap at it with his tongue.

  "God, yes," Nevil groaned.

  Nevil gripped Shelton's hair as he drew his tongue over the sensitive slit. Although aware of their limited privacy, Shelton decided to show no mercy and slid his lips and teeth over the engorged head, sucking Nevil's length into his mouth.

  Nevil made no pretense of holding back, and plunged into Shelton's eager lips. Encouraged, Shelton fondled his firm balls. He kneaded and squeezed them as his lips raced up and down the straining pole. At Nevil's tell-tale moan, Shelton relaxed his muscles, and drew Nevil's cock into the back of his throat and swallowed.

  Nevil's hips rose from the bed and he moaned Shelton's name as his came, his delicious cum filling Shelton's mouth and coating the back of his throat. Shelton swallowed, greedy for his lover's taste. He didn't release Nevil until he devoured every drop of the sticky nectar.

  Again, Nevil raised Shelton's chin and met his lips in a kiss that made his head spin before he moved to Shelton's ear. "I love you," he whispered. Shelton shivered as Nevil's right hand traveled down the front of his sweater and fumbled with the buttons of his jeans.

  Shelton touched his wrist to stop him even though his body screamed against it. "You'd better get dressed before the doctor walks in on us."

  "But I'm hungry," Nevil purred with fire in his eyes as he deftly undid the top button of Shelton's fly.

  "Honey, do me later! I'd die if we got started and had to stop to let the doctor in. Please?"

  Nevil studied his face, and a pleasant shudder passed through Shelton at the gleam in his beautiful eyes. He groaned when Nevil palmed his dick and stroked his aching erection through his jeans with his thumb. "Oh, I'll definitely 'do you,' love. Have no fear."

  Shelton became lost in the pleasure of Nevil's skillful touch, pressing his cock into Nevil's hand. He moaned at the fire that licked his nerves when Nevil played with his balls, and forgot about the doctor as Nevil undid another button and stroked the head of his dick.

  He panicked at a soft knock on the door and jumped back from Nevil. Shit! He glared when Nevil chuckled under his breath and tossed the bag of clothing to him on his way to the door. "Put some clothes on."

  Twisting the lock, he opened the door
a little. "Nevil's getting dressed. Can you give us a minute?"

  He felt the heat in his face when the doctor's lips twitched before he glanced at his watch. "I can come back in ten. Will that give you enough time?" he asked. His gaze flicked to the open buttons on Shelton's jeans.

  "Thanks," Shelton muttered and closed the door again. He laughed at the absurdity of the moment, and went to help Nevil dress.

  Chapter Three

  The doctor returned as promised, checked Nevil over, and discharged him.

  "I left a prescription at the nurse's station for you to pick up on your way out. Pain meds for the headache I know you're hiding, and you can also take them for your arm."

  "Thank you, Dr. Franklyn," Nevil said with his charming smile.

  Shelton gave the love of his life a dry look. Always the flirt. He shook the doctor's hand and took the copy of the release papers from him. "Thank you for taking such good care of him. I have to tell you, it was a relief to find him here rather than in ICU."

  "It was my pleasure. Take care."

  Nevil collected his prescription papers at the front desk, and they made their way to the elevators. A soft rain fell as they emerged from the hospital entrance, and they dashed to the train depot. Deep in thought, Shelton chewed his lip while they waited.

  He glanced at Nevil beside him and noted the white set of his lips. "I could take you home first if your head hurts. There's no reason I can't retrieve the car myself later and pick up your prescription."

  Nevil gave him a smile and slipped his warm hand into Shelton's. "Let's pick it up together. I feel like I've just been released from prison. I want to be outside for a while."

  "Just don't get chilled," Shelton said, and then he groaned. "I sound like a mother hen. Please ignore me. I think I left my brain back in Colorado."

  Nevil chuckled. "As long as your luscious body is here," he murmured and smacked his lips together.

  Shelton glanced around quickly. No one paid them any attention, so he gave Nevil a light kiss and then wished he hadn't as every nerve in his body ignited. He wanted Nevil wrapped around him—now—with Nevil's gorgeous cock buried deep inside him.

  He jerked his gaze down the tracks, embarrassed and aching. He hoped Nevil hadn't noticed the tremble in his hands. They would pick up the Prius, go home, and Nevil would take his meds and then go to bed. Shelton would have to content himself with a shower where he could get rid of the hard-on he'd suffered through all morning. The idea made him feel alone. Without a thought, he squeezed Nevil's hand.

  Nevil leaned close to whisper in his ear, "Don't forget... you promised to let me 'do' you."

  Shelton laughed, breathless. He turned back to Nevil and touched his lips with an unsteady finger. "I'm holding you to that," he said, then sucked in air when Nevil's velvet soft lips closed over his fingertip. He watched in captive fascination as his digit disappeared bit by bit between Nevil's pale lips. He felt the roughness of Nevil's tongue in the moist, hot depths. Nevil pushed the finger to the roof of his mouth and started to suck on it. God! Shelton's prick hardened more with each draw. As Nevil's tongue rolled around his finger, his balls grew tight and aching again.

  "Damn, Nevil… stop! You're going to get us arrested," he panted in Nevil's ear. He was ready to drag Nevil behind the hospital and fuck him senseless.

  Nevil's throaty laugh made him shiver with bliss. "The train's coming."

  Shelton dropped his head on Nevil's shoulder and fought to calm his unsteady senses. Nevil didn't play fair. He almost sobbed when Nevil's body heat wrapped around him, teasing him closer when it was time to pull away.

  "Come on, love. It won't take long to get the car. Then we can go home," Nevil promised as he tugged on his sleeve. Shelton boarded the sleek train car but chose to stand when Nevil patted the seat beside him. He couldn't be sure where Nevil's fingers would roam if he sat down. Nevil gave him a delighted smile in answer, reading his mind with ease. Shelton scowled and looked out the window as the train gathered speed. His wanton mind pictured Nevil's mouth on him as they swept along the tracks, and he had to stifle a moan in his throat.

  They reached the downtown area in less than ten minutes and disembarked at the station closest to where Nevil had parked the Prius. The rain had stopped; Shelton took a minute to straighten Nevil's collar and zip the jacket tighter over his chest. Nevil grinned and kissed the tip of his nose. "Thanks."

  "How's the elbow?" he asked. He had noticed Nevil's slight wince when he brushed the sling by accident.

  "It's starting to hurt a little but nothing serious. Come on, let's get the car."

  The block they walked along boasted half a dozen brick buildings that had fallen into disrepair, which Nevil's company had begun to renovate. All of a sudden, Nevil halted on the sidewalk in front of one of them. Shelton scowled. "Is that the one you were hurt in?"

  Nevil nodded his head and studied Shelton's face. Shelton tried to smile but couldn't shake the fear that he could have lost his lover and best friend yesterday if Nevil's fall had been worse. As Nevil watched him, all the mischief left his eyes and was replaced with regret.

  Nevil cupped his face and sighed and Shelton turned his head to kiss his warm palm. "I didn't mean to scare you like that," Nevil said earnestly. "It was an initial walk through, and I found a fabulous picture window up there. Wasn't watching my feet, obviously."

  Shelton bit back the bitter words on his tongue. He wasn't about to tell Nevil how to do his job; he was a brilliant designer. If he needed to go into a dangerous building…

  Shelton's anger melted away when Nevil's thumb touched his lips. Nevil teased his lips open and leaned in to brush his mouth over Shelton's. "Come here," he murmured. He pulled Shelton toward the building. Shelton didn't care where they went—anywhere, as long as he could still kiss Nevil.

  Nevil pulled a ring of keys from a pocket and let them in the front entrance of the abandoned office building. He locked the door behind them, and urged Shelton through a door on the right, latching that one as well. A quick glance around the room showed Shelton a desk littered with drawings and several vacant chairs. Nevil's hand went around the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss.

  God, yes! Shelton devoured Nevil's mouth. Their tongues fenced and twined as Shelton sucked on the moist sweetness within. His senses ignited. His need for Nevil became an almost animalistic lust. This was more than love. He needed to join with Nevil, tangled in a celebration of life.

  His fingers dropped to Nevil's zipper and in seconds, his hand wrapped around his sleek, hard cock. His moan echoed Nevil's. Shelton's dick thrust forward at a tug on the buttons of his jeans. He slid his free hand up Nevil's back and urged him closer as he tried to deepen their kiss.

  Nevil tore his lips from Shelton's. "Goddamn, Shelton. Help me!"

  Shelton blinked, dazed with want, and took in Nevil's flushed cheeks, Nevil's eyes blazing with lust and frustration.

  "Sorry," he mumbled. He took tight hold of his abandoned senses. With care, he lifted the sling over Nevil's dark head and helped him out of his coat. He tossed it aside and made Nevil put the sling back on.

  "You'll only try to use it otherwise," he said, distracted by the buttons on Nevil's shirt. He undid them one by one; Nevil's chest heaved as his tongue followed his fingers down his sweat glistened muscles. He became lost in the salty taste of heated skin as he inhaled Nevil's own scent. He found a hard bud and bit it gently and then soothed it with his tongue.

  His mouth traveled lower to follow the sexy line of dark hair to Nevil's open fly. Precum leaked from the delicious mushroomed head of Nevil's dick. He knelt to lick at it and slipped his hands inside to cup Nevil's tight ass. Nudging the slacks down over muscular legs, he slid off Nevil's shoes.

  Nevil shuddered under his touch, and Shelton grinned in triumph around Nevil's cock as he sucked on the end of him. Easing back, he drew his tongue along the thick vein that ran under the hard shaft and buried his nose in Nevil's tight sac. He breathed in the he
ated, musky scent and his head swam. In a haze of lust, he grazed his teeth along the delicious cock that could give him so much pleasure.

  Nevil's fingers threaded in his curls and urged Shelton to his feet; their lips met in a sensual kiss.

  "Undress for me, baby," Nevil whispered against his mouth. The roughness of his voice sent waves of anticipation through Shelton's body. He stepped back and stripped off his sweater. Electricity shot through him when Nevil tweaked a nipple that peeked from the sparse golden curls on his chest. He kicked off his shoes, undid the buttons on his fly, and slipped off his jeans and boxer shorts. He didn't give a damn about the socks as Nevil's fingers tickled down his abdomen and gripped his aching cock.

  A groan burst from his throat and rang in the room as Nevil stroked him with expertise. He wasn't going to last… Nevil dropped to his knees, swallowed Shelton's cock, and worked him with lips, tongue, and teeth. Shelton peeked at the dark head bent over him. The sight of his cock as it pushed between Nevil's lips blew his mind. Nevil drew back, and Shelton caught a glimpse of Nevil stroking his own dick.

  Fuck! Shelton's balls tightened, and he came in a burst of ecstasy; his mind lost in senseless bliss. He glanced down as his cock slipped out of Nevil's mouth. Nevil sat back on his heels. Pleasure infused his face while he stroked off. Irrational jealousy pricked Shelton, and he dropped down on all fours. He gripped Nevil's wrist to stop him and then gobbled Nevil whole, drawing the thick, hot cock to the back of his throat. He swallowed and felt the shudder that ran over Nevil's body; it burst in a tangy stream down his throat.

  Shelton indulged himself a moment to suckle Nevil's dick as it softened and then sat back. Nevil met his gaze, and they grinned at each other. Shelton's heart leaped at the happiness in Nevil's lovely eyes.

  Nevil picked up Shelton's hand and kissed the knuckles. "Welcome home, love."

  Shelton felt the blush of pleasure in his cheeks. He liked the soft, sated look on Nevil's face. For a second he pretended they were married, and that Nevil wanted only him for the rest of his life.