by Lynn LaFleur
“Hey.”
Kirk looked up to see Josh leaning against the door frame. As always, his heart sped up at the sight of the handsome man. “Hey.”
“You wanna get some supper after work?”
“Can’t. I’m going over to Kory’s.”
Josh must have sensed something by Kirk’s expression. He looked both ways in the hall before speaking again. “Is this the night?”
Kirk nodded. “It’s time. I don’t want to hide the truth any longer.”
“Good. Call me later and tell me how it went. Or …” He looked in the hall again. “Come by and tell me in person.”
“It might be late.”
“I’m off tomorrow. Late is fine.”
“I’ll call you and let you know for sure.”
Josh nodded, although he seemed confused. “Okay.”
He turned toward the store, where Kirk had scheduled him to be at the checkout counter today. Kirk didn’t blame Josh for being confused. They hadn’t been alone together since Sunday since Kirk kept coming up with things he had to do, which kept him and Josh apart. Josh had been great with his parents and they liked him, too. His dad said he wished everyone he hired worked as hard as Josh. His mother doted on him like a third son. Yet Kirk’s stomach had churned with guilt the whole time, making it difficult to eat his mother’s delicious cooking. Having Josh in his parents’ home without them knowing how much he cared about the other man didn’t seem right.
He’d tell his brother first. Then he had to tell his parents.
Unable to concentrate on the bills—and worried he’d pay something wrong—Kirk closed out the accounting program. Maybe doing something physical would help take his mind off what would come later.
A truck holding sacks of cement pulled into the yard as Kirk walked out the back door. Perfect. Unloading the truck meant he could put his body on autopilot and not have to think.
“Hey, Kirk,” Gus said as Kirk joined him and Don. “Whatcha doin’ out here?”
“Thought you guys might need some help unloading the cement.”
“Shouldn’t you be doing payroll today?” Don asked with a grin.
Kirk returned his employee’s grin. “Already done. You’ll get your check tomorrow, just like every Friday.”
“Good.” Don rubbed his gloved hands together. “I have plans with a cute little sweetie this weekend.”
Gus rolled his eyes at Kirk. “He’s almost as bad as Kory. I’ll get the forklift.”
Movement at the back door of the store drew Kirk’s attention. Josh stepped outside, shrugging into his jacket. “Hey, Don, phone call for you. I’ll take your place out here.”
“Thanks, Josh.”
Josh stopped next to Kirk in front of the bin where the cement would be stored, stuffed his hands in his pockets. “You okay?”
“Yeah, sure.” Kirk blew out a breath. “No.”
“Look, don’t do anything you aren’t ready to do just because I suggested it. I’ll be out of here in a couple of months. I don’t have to live around your family and friends. You do.”
The reminder that Josh had no intention of staying in Lanville cut into Kirk’s heart, but he refused to let his pain and disappointment show. He’d known from the moment he interviewed Josh that the other man wouldn’t be around for long. Kirk shouldn’t have let his heart rule over his brain. “It was a good suggestion. It’s time. I should’ve been honest with my family a long time ago.”
“Come by my cabin later, no matter what time it is. I want to be with you.”
Kirk wanted that, too. He nodded. “I’ll be there.”
“Oh, man, did you see that?” Kory asked in a frustrated voice. “How could he have dropped that pass? It was perfect!”
Kirk thought the same thing as he bit into a slice of cold pizza. He and his brother had devoured most of the pizza as soon as Kirk opened the box, but the remaining two pieces had been sitting there for a while. Kirk didn’t care. He loved pizza, whether hot or cold.
Besides, eating gave him the excuse not to talk.
With halftime only a couple of minutes away, Kirk decided he’d stalled long enough. “Hey, can I talk to you at halftime?”
“Sure.” He grinned. “Is it the kind of talk that needs a fresh beer?”
“Could be.”
Kory’s grin faded. “Hey, bro, what’s up? You okay?”
“I need to tell you something and I’m not sure how to do it.”
Picking up the remote control, Kory muted the TV’s sound. “You can tell me anything, Kirk, you know that.”
“It can wait until halftime.”
“Fuck the game. You’re more important.”
Kirk tossed the rest of his slice back into the cardboard box on the coffee table. Leaning forward, he clasped his hands between his spread knees and stared at the floor. “You ever wonder why I don’t date as much as you do?”
“Not … really. Why?”
“It’s because there’s no one in Lanville who interests me.”
“Me, either. That’s why we hit the clubs in the Metroplex. Lots of great-looking babes there.”
“That’s the problem, Kory. I don’t want any great-looking babes.” Kirk lifted his head, looked directly into his brother’s eyes. “I prefer the company of men.”
Several moments passed before Kory’s eyes widened so much, Kirk would’ve laughed if the situation hadn’t been so serious. “You’re gay?” he squeaked.
Kirk nodded.
“But you’ve had sex with women lots of times. I know because I was there some of those times.”
“Let’s be honest, Kory. If someone is sucking your dick, you’re gonna get off.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” He ran one hand through his hair. “Wow. I never suspected anything like that.”
Here came the hard part … the question Kirk dreaded asking. “Does it make a difference with us?”
Kory frowned. “Difference?”
“Yeah. Between you and me. Are we okay?”
Kory’s frown turned into a scowl. “What the hell kind of question is that? Of course we’re okay. We’re brothers. Just because you’re gay doesn’t mean I stop loving you.”
Kirk’s shoulders sagged in relief. “God, I was so scared to tell you, scared you’d push me out of your life.”
“Jesus, Kirk, I would never do that. I’ll always have your back, no matter what. Why should I care who you have as sex partners?”
“Desiring men makes me different. That matters to a lot of people.”
“Then they’re idiots because it’s none of their business.”
Kirk glanced at the floor again before looking back at his brother. “Do you think Mom and Dad will feel the same way you do?”
“You haven’t told them yet?”
Kirk shook his head. “I wanted to tell you first.”
Kory scooted closer to Kirk and placed his hand on Kirk’s shoulder. “I think Mom and Dad love you and will be there for you, no matter what.”
Emotion clogged Kirk’s throat, making it impossible for him to speak without bursting into tears. He laid his hand on top of Kory’s, gave it a quick squeeze.
Kory picked up the pizza box. “Okay, now that true confessions time is over, I’ll get us another beer and we can watch the rest of the game.”
And just like that, what Kirk feared would happen when he confessed to his brother vanished into the air like a wisp of fog.
He hoped he experienced something similar with his parents.
“Kory.”
His brother stopped halfway between the couch and kitchen. “Yeah?”
“Hold off on that beer for me. I need to go see Mom and Dad.”
“You sure you want to do that now?”
“Yeah. I think it’s best if I get it done.”
Kory came back to the living room. “You want me to go with you?”
Warmth spread through Kirk’s chest at his twin’s offer. “No, but thanks.”
Kirk stood,
picked up his jacket from the back of the couch. At the front door, he faced Kory, who had followed him. “Thanks for being such a great brother.”
Kory smiled, then tugged Kory into a back-slapping hug. “Backatcha.”
Kirk stepped into the cold night, hopeful his parents would be as understanding as his brother.
Josh glanced at the digital clock when he heard the soft knock on his cabin’s door. 10:05. Not as late as he expected Kirk to arrive.
He opened the door to see Kirk standing beneath the small overhang, his hands in his jacket pockets. He couldn’t tell by Kirk’s expression what happened tonight. Silently, he opened the door wider so his lover could enter.
“What happened?” he asked as Kirk removed his jacket and draped it over the desk’s chair.
“Nothing.” Kirk turned to face Josh. “I was expecting to be thrown out of the family and maybe even ordered to leave town. Kory was great, my parents were great. Kory had no idea I’m gay, but my parents said they suspected it since I’d never been involved with a girl or dated anyone more than once.” Chuckling, Kirk pushed his hair off his forehead. “I thought my dad would be furious. He was even more understanding than my mom. He said as long as I’m happy, that’s all he wants.”
Thrilled coming out had worked so well for Kirk, Josh drew him into a hug. “I’m glad.”
“You might not be for long.” Kirk pulled back, a worried expression on his face. “I told my folks that you invited me to Dallas for the weekend. Dad mentioned that we’ve been spending a lot of time together and asked if you’re gay, too. I said yes.”
“I don’t have a problem with that, Kirk. I told you I don’t flaunt my sexuality, but I don’t hide it either.”
Relief flashed in Kirk’s eyes. “I was worried you’d be angry.”
“No.” He cradled Kirk’s face in his hands. “I could never be angry with you. I care about you way too much for that.”
8
With Kirk’s lips so close, Josh couldn’t resist tasting them. They softened, parted, at first contact. Kirk laid his hands on Josh’s waist and tilted his head to allow Josh to deepen the kiss.
Lips caressed.
Tongues tangled.
Breaths mingled.
With their lips still pressed together, Josh guided them toward the bed. Even though Kirk said everything had gone fine with his family, Josh knew his lover had been stressed and nervous. He wanted to do everything he could for Kirk to relax him and show him that he cared.
Josh pulled Kirk’s sweatshirt over his head. Kirk reached for the hem of Josh’s T-shirt, but Josh held his hands before he could remove it.
“No. Let me take care of you first.”
Kneeling at Kirk’s feet, Josh untied his shoes and slipped them from his feet. He unfastened Kirk’s belt, unsnapped and unzipped his jeans … not an easy feat since Kirk’s hard cock filled the fly. Josh tugged on Kirk’s jeans and briefs until his dick popped free. A drop of pre-cum already dotted the slit. Josh swiped it off with his tongue.
Kirk moaned.
Josh loved that sound and planned to do everything he could so Kirk would make it over and over again. He tugged down Kirk’s jeans and briefs to his knees for more room to fondle Kirk’s balls. They tightened in his palm, drew up closer to Kirk’s body.
Josh’s mouth watered with the desire to taste Kirk’s cum again.
Standing, Josh took Kirk’s shoulders and gently pressed until his lover sat on the edge of the bed. Kirk’s jeans, briefs, and socks landed on the floor on top of his sweatshirt. He pushed again, this time on Kirk’s chest until his partner lay crosswise on the bed, his legs hanging over the side.
Josh took a few moments to simply look at his lover. He admired the shaggy blond hair, scorching blue eyes, shapely lips, broad shoulders, wide chest that tapered to a trim waist. Kirk had no hair on his chest, just a line that ran down from his navel to flow into his pubic hair. Soft, dark blond hair scattered over his arms and legs and formed a nest for his cock.
“I want to look at you, too,” Kirk said in a husky voice.
“Soon. Let me enjoy the view for a bit.”
“You can touch me and still enjoy the view.”
Kirk’s cock jerked, making Josh grin. “Eager, are you?”
“Always.”
Josh ran his hands up the outside of Kirk’s thighs. “Do you have any idea what an incredible body you have?”
“Yours is incredible, too.”
Josh shook his head. “I’m on the lean side while you’re more muscular.”
“Just because you’re lean doesn’t mean you don’t have an amazing body. Which I’m still waiting to see.”
Josh grinned. He liked teasing Kirk. It made the passion so much sweeter. “You can wait a little while longer. I want to play first.”
Before Kirk could utter another protest, Josh leaned over and licked the full length of Kirk’s dick. His lover’s hips jerked, and so did his cock. Josh licked again, traced the thick vein with the tip of his tongue. He laved Kirk’s balls for several moments before he drew them, one at a time, into his mouth and sucked gently.
“You’re killing me.”
Kirk’s voice sounded raspy, as if he couldn’t get enough air into his lungs to talk. Knowing his breathlessness came from pleasure and not pain encouraged Josh to continue his playful torment. He nuzzled beneath Kirk’s balls, licked that sensitive area between them and Kirk’s ass. His partner propped his feet wide apart on the bed, let his knees fall open to expose the rosette. Pulling apart the puckered hole with his thumbs, Josh licked around the edge of Kirk’s asshole.
“Oh, fuck!”
Not yet, but Josh had every intention of fucking this man before the night ended. Or maybe Kirk would fuck him. Either way worked for him, which had never occurred in his life. He’d bottomed a few times and enjoyed it, yet preferred to top. With Kirk, as long as they made love, Josh didn’t care what position he took.
This relationship with Kirk differed from relationships with other men. He’d liked other men, enjoyed sex with them. Everything with Kirk seemed so much bigger, so much more special.
He cared so much more about this man than any man in his life.
Josh pumped his tongue in and out of Kirk’s ass for a few more strokes before he moved back to his balls. Once he’d licked every spot on them, he ran his tongue up the length of Kirk’s dick again. When he reached the crown, he gripped Kirk’s cock by the base so it stood straight up from his body. Josh circled the rim, darted into the slit, took the entire head into his mouth. He watched Kirk’s face while he worshipped the hard flesh in his hand and mouth. His lover’s parted lips and closed eyes proved his pleasure mounted with each stroke of Josh’s tongue.
Knowing Kirk had to be close to coming, it surprised Josh when Kirk tunneled his hands into Josh’s hair and lifted his mouth away.
“With me,” Kirk whispered. “Come with me.”
While Josh loved that Kirk wanted him to also experience pleasure, Josh greedily yearned for another taste of his lover’s cum. “In round two. Right now, I want to take care of you.”
Josh took Kirk’s cock’s head in his mouth again, using his tongue and a gentle suction at the places he knew to be the most sensitive. Kirk kept his hands in Josh’s hair, but no longer pulled him away. He pumped his hips in time to Josh’s sucking, slowing when Josh slowed, speeding up when Josh sucked harder and faster.
Kirk’s breathing became choppy. His chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing. Knowing he had to be right on the edge of a climax, Josh decided to help him fall off that edge. He shoved a finger into Kirk’s ass. His lover’s hips rose off the bed as Kirk cried out. Warm semen filled Josh’s mouth, trickled down his throat.
Josh placed his hands on either side of Kirk’s waist and stared at his face. Kirk still breathed heavily through his mouth with his eyes closed. Josh smiled. He liked completely wearing out his partner so he could barely move.
“You okay?” Josh asked.
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“No.” He peered at Josh from one eye. “You keep hitting me with trucks.”
Josh chuckled. “Want me to stop?”
“Hell, no.” He opened his other eye. “But I do want you naked.”
Deciding he’d teased long enough, he straightened to do as Kirk requested. Holding his lover’s gaze, he pulled off his T-shirt and let it fall to the floor. Jeans and briefs came next, then socks. Once he stood naked before Kirk, Josh palmed his cock and slowly—so slowly—ran his hand up and down his hard flesh.
Kirk sat on the side of the bed, his gaze riveted to Josh’s hand. “Keep doing that.” His voice broke on the last word and he cleared his throat. “I want to watch you come.”
Not something Josh expected Kirk to say, but he had no problem jerking off if that’s what Kirk desired.
Reaching into the nightstand drawer, Josh pulled out a bottle of lube. He poured a generous amount in his hand, applied it to his cock. Now his hand slid easier over his shaft. He paid extra attention to the crown and the sensitive spot beneath the rim. Kirk lifted his gaze every few moments to Josh’s eyes, but then returned it to the scene a foot away from him.
“It won’t take long for me to come if I keep doing this.”
“Good. Don’t stop.”
Josh noticed Kirk’s clenched fists, as if he didn’t know whether or not to touch Josh. Feeling his lover’s hands would only add to Josh’s pleasure. “Touch me, Kirk.”
Kirk placed his hands on the outside of Josh’s thighs. He ran them up Josh’s sides as far as he could reach, repeated the journey back to his thighs. He made one more trip, then reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand.
Anticipation of what Kirk planned to do had Josh’s heart pounding. He increased the speed of his hand as his lover coated two fingers with the clear gel. “Spread your legs,” Kirk ordered.
Josh did. Kirk touched his asshole with slick fingers. Josh’s movement on his dick faltered.
“Don’t stop.” Kirk pushed the tips of his fingers past the ring of muscle. “Keep touching yourself.”
Josh groaned when Kirk’s fingers slid all the way into his ass. Bending his knees, he widened his stance to give Kirk more room. Kirk pulled his fingers all the way out, pushed them back in. Josh altered the rhythm of his stroking to match Kirk’s. As Kirk moved his fingers faster, Josh moved his hand faster.