by Elise Whyles
“Naw, Sean and I…”
“Sean? The guy you’re working with?” Censure colored Jack’s voice. “Office romances don’t work, Luke. You know that as well as I do.”
“I know, but this is different.”
“How?”
Luke licked at his suddenly dry lips. How was this different to any other fling he’d had? How was this something more than just a convenient way to pass the time with a co-worker while stuck in the middle of nowhere? The answer was stark and simple. It was different because it was Sean. Funny, charming, bird lover, Sean. A man who was just getting comfortable with his sexuality, with expressing his desire. “It just is.”
“That’s not an answer. Bro, please tell me you’re not doing something you’re going to regret.”
“Me? Naw. Do I look like the kinda guy who would just jump into…”
“Yes!” Jack bit out. A long-suffering sigh drifted over the phone line, followed by a few seconds of silence. “I know you, Luke. You’re the kinda guy who needs the next adrenaline fix. You got a tattoo because Don dared you to after losing at pool. You French kissed your commander’s brother at the Christmas party two years ago and got a black eye. You crashed on my girlfriend’s bedroom floor so I wouldn’t make love to her and ruin everything. You, sir, are a risk taker. You chase the thrill.”
“Perhaps, but this is different. I’m not just chasing a thrill. Jesus, Jack, I’m not a slut.” Luke sighed, pain at his friend’s implication slipping into his voice.
“Didn’t say you were.” Anger tightened his voice. “But I know you. And I know what it’s like to find someone you never imagined would make your heart race. The thrill, the excitement, the need that races through your blood when you see that person. There’s nothing like being in love, Luke, really in love, not just lust. I wouldn’t trade a moment of being with Gilli for anything. I mean, we have our moments, but fuck, man, I get hard just thinking of her. Look, I just want you to be happy. I want you to have what I have with Gillian.”
“Jack, do you have any idea what you have with Gillian?”
“This isn’t about Gilli and I. This is about…”
“Yeah, but do you really understand what it is you have?” Luke pressed, annoyed at how trivial Jack seemed to be about his relationship. If he didn’t understand, he never would.
“I’m hoping something permanent.” A thread of something in his voice pricked Luke’s interest. Were there issues? Had Jack discovered what Gillian was hiding? “Look, you told me when you were down here last to take it slow. I just think you’re jumping…”
“I’m not jumping.” Luke tensed as Sean headed for the house. “I gotta run, Sean needs a hand. Look, get Gillian to call me about when she’d like to have that trip up here. We can do it on Victoria Day if she’s interested.”
“I’ll do that.” The line went dead, and Luke put the phone down as the door swung open. He groaned inwardly, his cock stirring at the image Sean presented. Pants hung from lean hips, chest bare: Sean oozed sex appeal. The curve of his hip was visible with every step, muscles tightening, bunching as he closed the door.
“Got everything cataloged.” Sean hurried over to the fridge and pulled a jug of juice out. He poured a glass of it and then capped the jug and set it back in the fridge. He turned and watched Luke with a familiar heat in his eyes.
“And?”
“Craig said he would send someone up to collect it all tomorrow or the next day. He did ask that we monitor for further activity.”
“Did you tell him…”
“Yes, I told him we were going to do that anyway.” Sean offered a slight smile. He wiped at the sweat glistening on his forehead. “I’m going to take a shower, wash some of this ash and soot off me. You want to make dinner?”
Luke chuckled and inched closer to Sean. Jack’s words of caution echoed in his head, but the need firing in his blood was strong enough to drown them out. If he played it right, maybe the summer fling would turn into something more. Something permanent. Why the thought didn’t raise a screaming alarm, Luke didn’t know, and at the moment, snug against Sean’s body, he didn’t really care. He resolved to think on it later and tucked a finger in the waist of Sean’s pants. “You on the menu?”
Sean laughed, moving into his embrace. “Perhaps.” Sean pressed a quick kiss to his lips that left Luke wanting more and stepped back. “I’m gonna go shower first. I reek.”
Luke nuzzled into the space beneath his ear and groaned. “You smell good. How ’bout I help you with that shower and then we can make dinner later?”
Sean snuggled into his embrace and chuckled. “Mmm, sounds good.”
* * * *
Hot water pulsed on his shoulders as Luke reached for the bar of soap. He built up a lather between his palms. Sean kept an eye on him and offered a small smile as Luke rubbed the muscles in his shoulders, his chest, the foam gliding over his body. Slow hands scrubbed at the sweat and soot, loosening it for the water to take away. Again and again, his fingers worked their magic on his body until the water ran clear.
Sean looked into Luke’s eyes and felt the impact of his desire. Need scorched through him, blood rushing south. His cock twitched, hardening with each passing heartbeat as Luke trailed his fingers down his body.
Sean moaned, his hips lurching in Luke’s grasp as he palmed his dick. Heat filled his blood, the slow pumping of his hand stirring the embers of need. Sean ducked his head beneath the spray of water, the hot water running in rivulets down his back and over the curve of his ass. With a grunt he rolled his hips, pushing himself against Luke’s rapidly swelling cock.
“God, that feels good. I never imagined… Don’t stop.” Sean rubbed against him. “Can I?” He stared at Luke.
Eyes widening in shock, Luke gaped at him for a heartbeat. “Can you what?”
His gaze locked on Luke, Sean trailed hot kisses down his lover’s body, pausing to toy with his nipples and the lines of muscles in his abdomen. His heart soared with each twitch of muscle, every sucked-in breath. A groan escaped when Luke’s body shuddered as he nipped at the curve of his ribs. Hot spot, for sure. He sucked in a breath at Luke’s hiss, the stubble on his jaw brushing over the hardened dick between his lover’s legs.
Sean felt a flare of unease and stroked Luke, pumping his shaft as he stared at the broad head, the thin trail of veins running up it. He salivated and licked along the hot flesh, dragging it upward. Firm, his tongue darted around the head, the deepening arousal coursing through him as Luke groaned. Sean closed his eyes and wallowed in the sensations, the taste and feel of him even as he reached for his own cock. He wrapped his hand around it, keeping light pressure as he stroked himself.
Luke’s groans filled his head. He jerked at the feel of Luke’s hand on the back of his head, his hips lurching forward and forcing more of Luke’s cock between his lips. Again and again, his hips moved in time with Sean’s sucking, the wet slurp racing through Sean’s overheated body. Sean jumped, letting Luke’s dick fall from between his lips when Luke slapped the tile wall, his gaze lifting to meet Luke’s. “Wrong?”
“No, baby.” Luke bent over, his hands coming to grasp Sean’s shoulders. “Any better and I’d come.” Sean straightened at the nudging from Luke. Sean kept a hand wrapped around his lover’s dick and smiled at the heat in Luke’s half-lidded gaze. He squeezed gently, pumping Luke in rhythm with his own jacking off.
“Cocky.” Luke nipped at Sean’s lips. When he opened them, his tongue dived in, tangling with Sean’s. Shudders of heat washed over his body as Luke captured his tongue, sucking it into his mouth and suckling again and again until Sean could barely stand. He pulled back and tilted his head, his voice garbled as Luke bit into the tendon along his neck.
“God, Luke! Please.” Sean lurched forward and pressed his dick against Luke’s. Soft, it throbbed beneath his touch. Sean grabbed Luke’s ass, his fingers digging into the cheeks.
He wanted Luke. Wanted anything and everything the man was willi
ng to give him. Luke’s grip slid down his body to tighten around his sex, pumping it without rhythm; slow, hard, fast, easy, until his mind was a tangled mess of sensations, of need.
“Bed,” Luke rasped against his ear. “Now.” Luke made short work of turning off the shower. Sean ran a towel over his body, his mouth watering as he watched Luke do the same.
Sean stumbled behind Luke and trembled, his body hanging on the edge of the mother of all orgasms. Cool, crisp, the sheets slid beneath his palms as Luke pulled him onto the bed. Luke’s mouth already paying homage to his body. Sean stifled a cry as Luke flicked his tongue over a nipple, his fingers twisting around it slowly. “Goddamn, that feels sooo good. Fuck, Luke. Don’t stop.” On fire, Sean rolled his hips, his balls tightening. Heat pooled in his lower back, licking along the nerves to the head of his dick.
Sean slid his hand beneath himself, his fingers creeping through the hair on his chest, down to the thicker curls around his shaft. His cock jerked against his belly as he slid his palm down it to cup his balls. He flattened out on the bed and rubbed his aching shaft against the sheets.
“Nuh-uh.” Luke slapped his ass before flipping him onto his back. Starting at his knee, Luke nipped and licked his way up to the pulsing hardness. The seeking swipes of his tongue sent shards of want through Sean’s body. His cock throbbed at the very idea of having Luke’s mouth on him again.
Sean trembled again and arched upward as Luke flicked his tongue against the sensitive head. Groans of pleasure escaped his tightly pressed lips, swallowed by the ragged breathing filling the room. His hands mangled the sheets as Luke took him into his mouth. Hot and wet, he sucked in his cheeks, tightening the pressure on Sean’s cock before sliding downward.
His body tensed, his arms locked, Sean arched into each downward motion of Luke’s head. Tension coiled, tightening in his lower back with each movement. He hovered on the edge, yet he wanted more. Wanted something different. His ass clenched with lust as he thought of Luke’s hard cock in his mouth, his taste on his tongue.
Sean licked his lips and forced himself to think, to reach out for Luke. He dug his hands in his hair and tugged. “God, Luke, stop, stop…”
“Too much?” Luke sat up, his ass on his heels.
Sean shook his head, and his body wracked with endless shudders. Doubts flared for a brief moment before he pushed them ruthlessly aside. He needed to be more than a passive lover. He cupped Luke’s jaw, and his thumb traced over his bottom lip as he smiled.
“What?”
“I want…” Sean paused, his cheeks heating with the force of his uncertainty. “I want to taste you.”
Luke frowned, his fingers tangling with Sean’s. “You don’t have to.”
“I want to,” Sean admitted. “I’ve been wanting to for a while. We’ve been lovers for weeks. I’ve been thinking about…” He flushed at Luke’s serious look. Perhaps it hadn’t been the wisest choice to…
“You desire me that way?” Luke tilted his head slightly. He scratched along Sean’s scalp, sending shards of electricity through his body. “Who am I to argue the need to please me? I am at your disposal.” With a quick grin and a wink, he flipped onto his back, his arms already reaching out to wrap around Sean.
Relief flooded Sean as he moved into place between Luke’s knees. A fine tremble raced through his hand as he cupped Luke’s balls. The moan and the clenching of Luke’s hands told Sean he’d felt pleasure. He wrapped his fingers around the base of Luke’s cock and bent forward, his tongue snaking out to flick along the head. Teasing him with slow, learning licks.
Sean wasn’t prepared for the heady sense of power, of control, as he learned every inch of Luke’s hard-on. He moaned softly, his lips parting to slide over the sensitive head. Luke’s hips lurched upward, his voice breaking with a ragged moan. Sean pulled back and glanced up at Luke. Passion and need filled Luke’s eyes. His lips were parted, his ragged breathing slipping through his teeth in tiny hisses.
Sean held his stare and released him with a pop before sticking his finger into his mouth, the faint memory of Luke’s touch the first time he’d sucked him in his mind. He swirled his tongue around the finger and shuddered at the heat in Luke’s gaze as he spread his legs slightly.
“God, you look so good.” Luke raised a hand to wrap around his own shaft. “I want you so much.”
Sean slid his wet finger across the slit in Luke’s cock, relishing the shiver that raced over his lover before he dipped it between the tender flesh of his ass. He stroked over the puckered flesh and stared at Luke’s face.
Chest covered in a fine sheen of sweat, Luke tilted his head back, his throat taut, his hands clenching into the sheets. Sean started only to gasp when Luke rolled, all but ripping the drawer out of the dresser to grab the tube of lubrication and a couple of foil packages. Sean picked up the slim tube and hissed at the icy touch of it on his finger before he slid it between Luke’s clenching cheeks.
Luke’s hips rolled, thrusting against Sean’s questing finger as he slipped it inside quickly before pulling it back out. Again and again, stretching, teasing, until Luke was a trembling, babbling mass of lust.
“Now, for the love of … now!” Luke pleaded, his hips rising and falling with the motion of Sean’s finger in his rectum. “I want you, aches … oh yeah, don’t stop.”
“Need.”
“Oh, baby.” Sean dribbled more lube and stared into the smoky gray of his lust-filled eyes.
He slid his finger in to the first knuckle and then repeated the motion. The thought of Luke’s tightness around his hard cock, silky, hot, throbbing again and again. He growled with need and reached for a condom. Sean rolled it down his length, dribbled lube along the length, and rubbed it in before leaning back. He shot Luke a glance as he rubbed the lube over his latex-encased dick.
His forearms were pressed against Luke’s thighs, spreading him wide. Luke shifted, his hands grabbing the backs of Luke’s legs, his eyes locked on Sean’s. “Slow and easy.”
Sean nodded, sweat rolling down his back as he grasped his cock. He swallowed. He wasn’t too big. If he went slow, it wouldn’t… His thoughts trailed off at the first touch of heated skin to his cockhead. He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut, his breath catching in his throat. Luke’s fingers against his arms drew his attention, and he stared in amazement as his lover spread himself open, inviting him inside with a smile.
Sean pressed the head of his cock against the dilated opening and eased forward. His throat tightened with emotion as he felt the give of Luke’s body, the easy embrace. Panting, he pushed deeper and deeper until his cock pressed against Luke’s ass. Every muscle tensed, Sean froze, his body awash in sensations. His ragged breathing echoed in his ears.
“Never felt so good. Didn’t think it…” Sean thrust again, slowly, burying himself to the hilt. Luke sucked in a quick breath, his body arching into the motion. A flare of alarm hit Sean, and his eyes flashed open. His heart dropped, the scalding burn of arousal fading as he stared at Luke’s flaccid length. He groaned and eased back; he’d hurt him … or did something he wasn’t supposed to. Maybe it had been too fast? Too rough? “Damn, Luke, baby, I’m so sorry.” His voice broke as he leaned over Luke, pressing quick kisses to his lover’s body.
“Don’t you dare stop.” Luke panted, his ankles locking behind Sean’s ass and holding him in place. “I’d forgotten how good this feels. Yeah, move your hips, babe, more.” Luke’s eyes squeezed shut as he thrust against Sean’s shaft.
“But, I…” Sean swallowed against his confusion. “You’re not … um…”
Luke opened his eyes, awareness shooting into them. “It happens.” He reached for Sean’s hand. “A little encouragement, and it’ll be as hard as hell. Feels incredible.” Luke nipped at Sean’s fingers and painted a wet trail around them with his tongue.
“You sure? I know I’m not all that big, but I thought…”
Luke groaned and pulled Sean down to him. Pressing a hard kiss to his lips, Se
an wallowed in the taste. Luke’s tongue stroked along his, teasing him until the need for caution was being overrun by the need to move. The desire to find fulfillment, strong.
“Fuck me, Sean.” Luke panted against his lips. His hot breath dancing over wet flesh. “Fuck me until I come.”
Palms pressed deep into the bed beneath them, Sean rolled his hips. Matching groans of ecstasy escaped them. Determined to show Luke as good a time as he’d shown him, Sean pulled out before easing back in. Slow, easy, each thrust taunted him. His body hovered on the brink, wanting more, wanting to just slam into his lover until they both came hard.
Sean shuddered at the feel of Luke’s blunt nails digging into his back and sped his thrusts. The grunts and groans competed with the slap of flesh. Every movement of his hips brought him closer; the rhythmic clenching from Luke wasn’t helping to slow him. With a muffled roar, his orgasm washed over him.
Scorching waves of pleasure crashed through his defenses, the pulse of his release filling the condom. Again and again his body shuddered beneath the force of his pleasure.
“Oh my God.” Sean panted into Luke’s throat, every muscle feeling like Jello.
“Yeah, something like that.” Luke chuckled, his arms wrapped around Sean’s body. His ragged breathing ghosted over the exposed flesh, making goose bumps along Sean’s shoulders as he snuggled closer for a second before shifting. Sean grabbed the base of his cock, slid free of Luke, and padded to the bathroom. He glanced down and chuckled, his hand tracing over his abdomen. Cold, sticky, the evidence of Luke’s enjoyment was spread across his flesh. Sean tossed the used condom into the trash can and made short work of cleaning up before heading for the bedroom.
He ignored the sun splashed across the floor and crawled across the bed, wet cloth and towel in hand. After cleaning Luke with a gentle touch, he tossed the soiled fabric away and snuggled into the bed next to him.