Shelton hardened again and he groped blindly between his legs. His fingers brushed his cock and balls to close around Nevil's sac. Nevil's balls tightened in his hand and his cry rang in Shelton's ear as he came in quick jerks. Shelton grabbed his own dick and, in a few hard pulls, joined Nevil, eyes shut as he rode out the intense orgasm.
He heard Nevil chuckle when he could think again, and he straightened and turned into Nevil's warm embrace. Nevil's grin covered his face and he touched Shelton's cheek, his eyes bright. "You're amazing. Small wonder I love you so much."
Shelton's heart stuck in his throat. Unable to speak, he twined his fingers around Nevil's neck and kissed him instead. He basked in Nevil's murmurs of approval. Nevil kept his arm around Shelton's waist when their lips parted. With a glance over Shelton's shoulder, he tugged on his hand.
"Come on, love. Let's shower. We'll clean up later."
"Sound good to me," Shelton sighed, content to let Nevil lead him to the bedroom. They showered, and afterwards, deciding a nap was in order, snuggled together on their bed. Shelton gave a contented sigh. This is where he wanted to be, held tight in Nevil's arms. It didn't take long for Nevil's soft snores to fill the silence in the room and Shelton rose up on an elbow to look at him in the faint light filtering through the curtains. A smile curled Nevil's full lips.
"What are you thinking?" Shelton whispered, gently brushing Nevil's bangs off his face. He knew Nevil loved him, but he often wondered what went on in that clever mind of his.
"Would be fascinating to know," he murmured and nestled against Nevil's side, his heavy lids fluttering closed as he drifted off into sleep.
Chapter Five
Nevil woke from a wonderful dream that involved Shelton, and he smiled at the warmth of the body pressed against his back. After their nap yesterday, they'd spent a quiet evening watching TV and had an early night. Shelton shifted against him and Nevil grinned. Damn, he'd missed this! He'd woken up alone far too many mornings. He'd been furious with Shelton when he took that position in Colorado for the simple, selfish reason that he hated to sleep in an empty bed. Thank God that was over.
He rolled onto his back and winced at the stab of pain in his left elbow. How long did bruises take to heal, anyway? He was already tired of hurting.
Shelton sighed in his sleep, and Nevil turned to him. Love flooded his heart. He's so damned sexy! Shelton's full lips were parted a little, with a hint of moisture in the corner that Nevil had the sudden urge to lick away. Dark lashes and a few stray curls hid his eyes. Nevil counted the smatter of freckles on his cheeks–still eight.
The clock pinged on the bedside table and Shelton stirred and murmured something. Nevil reached across him to turn off the alarm and then leaned on his elbow to watch his eyelashes flicker. This was his favorite moment. Shelton's lids opened and hazel eyes gave him a sleepy stare. He blinked. Affection and awareness entered Shelton's gaze. A smile spread on his face, though he reddened under Nevil's scrutiny. "Hi."
"Hey, baby." Nevil lowered his head, unable to resist the temptation of Shelton's mouth. There was the slight bitterness of a morning kiss, but Shelton's own sweet taste drowned it out. Nevil lingered over the intimacy, their tongues sliding together. He drew back to tease Shelton's sleep softened lips, and Shelton groaned and plunged his tongue deep into Nevil's mouth. He sucked Nevil's tongue. Nevil's dick responded, hardening in an instant.
Yes! Fire swept through him and he nipped Shelton's lower lip and then sat up and threw the blankets off. He nodded in approval at Shelton's thick cock, aroused and arching toward his stomach, ready for Nevil's touch. Nevil licked his dry lips as he stroked a thumb over the glistened tip and then down the engorged shaft. He shuddered with a burst of lust and recalled the unparalleled pleasure of the scar tissue as it slid up his ass and over his prostate. Shelton's dick had a remarkable roughness that none of his previous lovers had matched, no matter how fancy the condom.
He glanced up to share his delight, but Shelton wouldn't meet his gaze. His eyes focused on Nevil's hand on his cock.
"Shelton?"
Shelton looked at him, his smile strained. "I wish I was beautiful for you," he confessed on a sigh.
Nevil snorted. "Fuck beauty. You're fucking hot," he exclaimed and bent to nibble the wet head.
Shelton pushed urgently on his shoulder. "We don't have time— Nevil! The plane…"
Nevil growled in his throat and climbed Shelton's body, capturing his gaze as he gripped their dicks together in his hand. Shelton widened his eyes and then his lashes fluttered, pretty color flooding his face from unmistakable pleasure. Triumph flashed over Nevil. Shelton was the sweetest lover he'd ever had, his best friend, capturing Nevil's elusive heart years ago.
It thrilled him to no end to be the one Shelton chose to have in his bed. He'd seen the way men looked at him, his unruly curls, big hazel eyes, shy smile a devastating combination made all the better since Shelton seemed unaware of his allure.
Nevil gripped their cocks tighter, the roughness of Shelton's dick against his own as they thrust together into his hand ramping up his pleasure. Shelton's lips parted in a groan, and Nevil seized them in a kiss, sliding his tongue into the sweet warmth of his mouth.
Shelton suddenly enveloped their cocks with his own hand, adding pressure, and Nevil came without warning, the orgasm exploding from him in hot waves of pleasure. Shelton jerked beneath him and the warmth of his semen joined Nevil's between them. Nevil collapsed into Shelton's arms and buried his face against his neck, fighting to catch his breath. All too soon, Shelton nudged his shoulder.
"We'd better get going if we don't want to miss our flight."
"If you say so." Nevil sat up, resentful of anything that made him leave Shelton's embrace. Shelton smiled at his obvious reluctance and licked Nevil's cum from his fingers. Fire scorched Nevil's veins. Hell! No way would he sleep that night until he first tasted Shelton's delicious orgasm in his mouth. A promise he intended to keep.
Shelton caught his glance and a blush stained his face. "Um… the time?" he said, breathless.
Mischief sprang into Nevil's heart; he couldn't help it. "We could always cancel our flight," he said and trailed his fingers over Shelton's chest. He tweaked a hard nipple and grinned at Shelton's gasp and then teased at Shelton's lips with his own. "Come on, love. Percy and Brandon don't need us at their ridiculous ceremony."
Shelton stiffened and Nevil drew back to see his face, surprised by the anger in his eyes. "What?"
He moved when Shelton pushed him off and climbed to his feet. "It means something to them," he mumbled and stalked across the room to the closet.
"Sure. I just don't see the point. They've already been living together for years."
Shelton shrugged and disappeared into the bathroom. Nevil heard the water start for the shower and followed him, not sure what he'd said to set Shelton off.
*~*~*
Shelton's mood seemed to lift as they showered, and he teased Nevil with little kisses on his neck while they dressed. He chatted about work and what he expected at the bank Monday while they packed and held Nevil's hand on the light rail train to the airport. Nevil watched him closely. Something seemed to be bothering his boyfriend. There was a desperate note of cheeriness in Shelton's voice. Nevil frowned, afraid to speculate what it meant.
They had a cup of coffee at the airport, and Nevil let out a relieved breath when he spotted Tera and Robert across the terminal.
"Hello, darling," he said, half-rising from his chair to kiss his sister as she bent to him. "Robert." He shook his brother-in-law's hand.
"Are we ready for this?" Robert asked him as they pulled up chairs to the table.
"I can't believe Percy will settle down to one man."
"You did," Tera pointed out.
Nevil glanced at Shelton and couldn't help the slow grin that spread on his face. "I had the best of reasons," he murmured and enjoyed the flush that stained Shelton's perfect complexion. Adorable! His prick perked up.
In silence, he counted the hours before he'd have Shelton alone in their hotel room.
Shelton cleared his throat and tuned to Robert. "How's business?"
"A little slow."
Robert worked as an investment broker for one of the larger shoe companies. Nevil quirked a brow at Tera as he and Shelton fell into an ongoing discussion on Capital Gains. Tera returned his amused smile and leaned toward him. "Over my head."
Nevil nodded in agreement, but he listened with pride as Shelton spoke knowledgeably and with confidence to the other man. Brains and beauty, what more could a man want in a… husband? Nevil frowned into his coffee cup. Is that what's wrong? Did Shelton want to get married? Shit.
He rose to his feet with the others when their flight was called and filed onto the plane deep in thought. He sighed as he settled into the first class seat. Shelton followed Robert further down the aisle and Tera laughed as she slipped into the seat beside him. "Guess I'm with you until they solve the world's financial crisis."
Nevil gave her an absent smile and ordered a glass of wine from the stewardess as she passed by. Tera touched his arm. "What is it?"
How much to say? "I think Shelton wants to get married," he blurted out, appalled all over again with the idea.
"Is that all?" Tera leaned her head back on the high cushion of her seat. "We've known that for ages."
"Seriously? I had no idea…" Nevil ran a hand over his hair. "This weekend is a nightmare. I have no desire to marry anyone."
"Shelton knows that. Really Nevil, what's bugging you? Anyone with half a brain can see that he's nuts about you, but he also respects your opinion in the matter too much to ever bring it up."
"But, this whole marriage thing with Percy… I'm afraid he will mention it. Then what do I do? I wouldn't hurt him for the world."
"You might say yes and count yourself lucky."
"Lucky. Yeah. Some meaningless slip of paper will make me lucky."
"It's not meaningless to Shelton."
Nevil let out a frustrated breath. "I don't get it."
Tera shifted in her seat and gave him a hard look. "How many men did you date before Shelton? Twenty? Fifty? A hundred? I bet you can't name them all. And some of them were boyfriends. I think Shelton wants the right to call you husband. Something none of them could do. Something of his own. But, don't worry! He knows how you feel and won't say anything. I find that very sad."
"Whatever," Nevil grumbled and slid lower in his seat, closing his eyes to shut her out. Hell. The engines rumbled; Nevil gripped his armrests as the plane taxied, gained speed, and soared into the sky. He hoped he could sleep for at least part of the long flight. Anything to avoid his twin's barbed remarks.
Chapter Six
Nevil sat up when he heard Shelton's familiar tread by his chair and returned his smile as he exchanged places with Tera. Shelton kissed his cheek. "Sorry, I lost track of time."
"No worries." Nevil signaled to the stewardess. "Something to drink?"
"A beer sounds good." Shelton ordered when the attendant came over.
Nevil played with the chestnut curls around Shelton's ear. Shelton lifted a shoulder and chuckled. "That tickles."
They both looked up at a soft hello. Two young men leaned toward them from their seats across the aisle. The pretty blond pointed to the magazine in his hand; Nevil didn't like the excitement in his eyes as they raked over Shelton. "Is this you?"
"Um… sure," Shelton said. "Where'd you get that?"
"It's in the seat." The blond's dark-haired friend showed them the cover to the flight magazine. Nevil snatched a copy from the pocket in front of him and flipped to the picture of Shelton.
Shelton leaned on his shoulder to look at it. "I like Tera's brown suit better," he observed and sat back. Nevil scrutinized the picture that advertised his sister's clothing line. The grey tweed set off Shelton's broad shoulders, but the sexy smirk added a touch of decadence to the otherwise sedate business suit.
"What are you smiling at?" he asked, frowning.
Shelton looked at the glossy picture again. "Oh, Jacob was making faces at me behind the camera."
"Who?"
Shelton pointed to a name below his, and Nevil turned to the mentioned article. A green-eyed beauty flirted with him from the page. The black blazer he wore was a new design, but Nevil couldn't get past the handsome face that could fuel many a fantasy.
He coughed to clear his throat. "You know him?"
"Sure. Tera uses him when I'm too busy or if she has a special look just for him."
"I could use him," Nevil muttered and then bit his tongue. He'd gotten into bad habits while Shelton had been away. He shot Shelton a look from under his lashes to encounter a laugh in Shelton's eyes.
"Sorry, darling. He only likes girls." Shelton took the magazine from him and put it away. Nevil felt the heat in his face and glared at the young men when they giggled and whispered together. They turned abruptly back to the magazine. Out of sorts and embarrassed, Nevil folded his arms on his chest, leaned his head back on the seat, and closed his eyes. Maybe he could sleep…
He started to doze off when soft lips nibbled at his, then relaxed and opened his mouth to Shelton's gentle assault. The kiss ended all too soon, and Nevil had the need to adjust his dick. He smiled. That would give the boys across the way something to ogle! He sighed and found Shelton's hand. As he settled deeper into the cushions, he let the noise from the engines lull him to sleep.
*~*~*
Nevil woke up with a crick in his neck and rubbed the ache as he sat up in his seat. Where was Shelton? He glanced around the first class section and spotted him leaning against the wall near the bathrooms. Nevil's eyes narrowed. Shelton was with the two young men from across the aisle, and Nevil didn't like the way the pretty blond stood too close to him while they talked. If they sought to initiate Shelton into the Mile High Club…
He settled back in his seat and laughed at his twinge of jealousy. That's what comes from being separated for long periods of time. Maybe he should just marry him… No, either you were committed to someone or you weren't. A slip of paper wouldn't change that.
All of a sudden, the seat belt sign chimed overhead. Nevil glanced at his watch. Good, they should land in less than twenty minutes. He scrutinized Shelton's face when he sat down, but there wasn't any sign he'd kissed anyone he shouldn't have.
"It's been a long flight," he answered Shelton's puzzled gaze as he leaned over to kiss him. "Buckle in."
The plane landed without incident, and they shared a taxi ride to the hotel with Tera and Robert. Tera stopped him as Nevil used the key card to unlock their door.
"Do you want to meet downstairs for something to eat before the rehearsal?"
Nevil looked at his watch. "You go ahead. We'll catch up with you at the church," he told them before Shelton could say anything.
Shelton lifted a brow but followed him through the doorway without comment. Nevil leaned back against the door after it closed. He'd indulged in a fantasy on the taxi ride from the airport; he and Shelton having sex while the two young men from the plane had to watch. He was excited and aroused and not about to waste it.
Shelton reddened under his stare and glanced at his watch. "Two hours," he warned, and then he pulled his shirt over his head. Nevil's heart thumped and raced as Shelton kicked off his shoes, undid his belt and zipper, and stepped out of his slacks with obvious intent. His briefs went next. Nevil licked his lips at the blatant erection that arched toward his flat stomach.
"On the bed. All fours," he commanded.
Light flared in Shelton's eyes, and Nevil thrilled at the provocative smile that touched his full lips. "Whatever you say." Shelton inclined his head. Grabbing up his pack from the luggage, he crossed the room, bypassing the bed to reach the bathroom. Nevil was quick to snatch the lube from his overnight kit and hurried to the bed.
He fumbled with buttons as he stripped out of his clothes and then sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed to wait for Sh
elton. He licked his dry lips. Shelton had the most gorgeous ass… Heat swept through him when the water turned on in the bathroom and he had trouble not touching himself, knowing Shelton was getting ready for him.
Shelton returned in short order, flicking Nevil a glance before climbing up on the bed and facing away from him, presenting his ass. Nevil thrilled at the smirk on Shelton's face. He sat up on his heels and slid both hands down Shelton's back, pausing a moment to squeeze the firm, mounded globes of his ass. Catching his breath in anticipation, he lifted and separated them to expose the puckered opening of Shelton's glorious hole. Lust shot through him and boiled his blood. He licked down the deep cleft and swirled his tongue over the tight barrier. Oh my. Shelton smelled of mild soap and tasted like peaches.
Nevil worked his tongue inside him and Shelton shuddered and collapsed onto his elbows, stifling his groans in the pillows. Nevil pushed in deeper. He was so warm, and tight, and delicious. Shelton moaned again and Nevil reached a hand to cup his heavy balls, kneading them gently as his tongue continued its assault. Shelton whimpered with pleasure. Suddenly it wasn't enough for Nevil. He needed to be inside Shelton—now.
He groped for the lube and squeezed it onto his fingers with a shaky hand. He circled the puckered hole with the tip of a lubed finger and then nudged it inside. Instantly, a muscle clamped around it, and Nevil moaned with Shelton as he imagined that heat around his dick. He pushed a second finger in and massaged his opening, frantic to loosen the ring of muscles.
"Please…"
Shelton's strained plea undid him. He withdrew his fingers and hurried to smear his sensitive cock with the lubricant. He rose to his knees and lined up and then sank into Shelton's hot passage. He groaned as the tightness folded around him. God damn, I love this man!
Shelton moved restlessly, and Nevil pushed into him. He tried different angles until Shelton's sharp gasp told him he'd found the spot. He pumped with abandon after that yet needing more. Nevil wanted all of him. He reached around for Shelton's cock and batted at the hand already there.
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