by Megan Slayer
He hadn’t been paying attention to the game. “What?”
“Here.” Colin rewound the game. “Look at that warm-up. The hitter grabs his junk five times.”
Jordan leaned forward to focus. Just as Colin had said, the hitter adjusted and readjusted his junk five times. “Good God, the man has a freaking monster in his pants, too. No wonder he’s playing with it so much. It’s probably still not in place.”
“You think?” Colin tipped his head. “Yeah, he is packing.”
Jordan snorted. “You noticed all the jiggling and wiggling, but not the size of his bulge?”
“I’m out of practice.”
“It happens.” Jordan rested his elbows on his knees. He didn’t have any room to talk. The last man he’d dated hadn’t been all that memorable and they’d broken up long ago. He paid attention to the next play. “Wow. That’s a power hitter.”
“Yeah.” Colin placed his beer bottle on the coffee table. “I miss being on the field. We had good times out there. Even when it was hot as hell and we smelled gross…it was fun.”
“We did have fun. We were a family.” He sat back on the couch. Instead of watching the game, he paid attention to Colin. The man was so at ease. Happy and adjusted, he had everything. Jordan envied Colin. He wanted to be grounded, too.
“I miss the cheers the most,” Colin said. “No one cheers when I find the rare book they want or get my hands on the new shipment of comic books. But when we were on the field, we were gods.”
“You were.” He treasured those moments with Colin. He still saw the young man within Colin. The concern, the desire, the yearning for something more… Colin had a lot, yet he missed the past.
“Everyone loved you. I stole bases, but you rounded them.” Colin rested his hand on Jordan’s thigh. “If you could do it all over again, what would you have done differently?”
What a loaded question. He’d have changed plenty. He’d thought about this very question a hundred times. “First, I’d have worked on my ego, and not been such a jerk. I thought I was the shit.”
“You kind of were. Fifteen home runs in one season? That was unheard of and the record still stands,” Colin said.
“I didn’t know it did, but still. I let that go to my head.” It was so easy to talk to Colin. “I’d have enjoyed the moment more, too.”
“You lived it up.” Colin laughed. “Christ, how many girls did you date during our senior year?” He kept his hand on Jordan’s thigh. “Tons.”
The warmth of Colin’s touch seeped to Jordan’s core. He struggled to focus. “I dated three or four, but most of them wanted to be with the jock. They wanted the honor of saying they’d dated me—not the real guy. They didn’t see me. They just saw the image.
“I believe it.”
“You saw the me no one else did.” With Colin, he’d been able to be himself. “Third, I wish I’d accepted myself. I knew back then I was gay, but I was scared to be honest. I’m still scared to admit I’m gay.”
“Why?”
“I see what you’re dealing with and I don’t know if I can handle the animosity,” Jordan said. “I admire your resolve.”
“You’ve stared down wild pitches, men with guns, drunks and god only knows what else, but not a little hate? Don’t you run into people who dislike the cops?” Colin laughed, then sobered. “I get it. Being yourself and coming out is hard, but when the shit from the antigay group compounds the situation, you want to hide. I do.”
“Yeah, but you don’t.” He bowed his head and grasped Colin’s hand. “I’m afraid to tell my father.”
“He’ll understand.”
“I can’t. Not yet.” He didn’t want anyone to think he couldn’t do his job because of him being gay. But being with Colin soothed his soul. “Colin?”
“Right here.” He let go of Jordan long enough to drape his arm around Jordan. “What?”
“I’ve enjoyed tonight.” He cuddled against Colin.
“Me too.”
“I’ve been able to talk about my past, my fears and hang-ups without judgment.” He tilted his head to meet Colin’s gaze. “You’ve helped me remember how much I care about you. I treasure our friendship and I’m glad you’re in my life.”
“Likewise.” Colin chuckled. “I never thought I’d say that, but I do.”
He inched closer to Colin with his mouth a whisper away from Colin’s. “I remember how much I like you.”
“You do?”
He nodded and kissed Colin. He slid his hand over Colin’s chest. Tingles overwhelmed his body. He craved Colin. “How long until your brother comes back with your son?”
“Tomorrow.” Colin kissed him back, sliding his tongue along Jordan’s bottom lip. “Why?”
“I don’t want to go.” He raked his nails over Colin’s chest and concentrated on his nipple. “I want you.”
“Then what are we waiting for.” Colin left the sofa. He hauled Jordan to his feet. Jordan grunted as he collided with his friend. “Let’s go.” He tugged Jordan upstairs to the second floor and into one of the rooms. Together, they tumbled onto a bed. Colin landed on Jordan’s chest. When they collided, Colin mashed his mouth down on Jordan’s. The fall, landing and kiss all knocked the wind out of Jordan. He threw his arms around Colin.
All the times he’d imagined them together, the nights he’d jerked off thinking of Colin didn’t compare to having the real man with him. Colin knew how to kiss. He nipped the corner of Jordan’s mouth, learning his lover before he made the first big move. He sucked on Jordan’s tongue when Jordan opened to him. Shivers racked Jordan’s body. His blood rushed below his belt and centered in his dick.
“Whoa.” Colin straddled Jordan’s hips. “Happy to see me?” His smile widened and turned predatory. Heat sizzled in his eyes. He resumed kissing Jordan, controlling the situation.
Jordan pulled his mouth away long enough to drag a long breath into his lungs before he feasted on Colin once again. The man tasted of mint. Gum, maybe? Jordan slid his hands into Colin’s back pockets. Colin might have thought he had a nice ass, but Colin’s wasn’t bad. Nice for grabbing and holding on to. He wriggled beneath Colin.
Each kiss, each touch pushed his buttons. He needed more of Colin Baker. Why had he waited so long to do this? To be with Colin? Because of stupid fear.
Jordan held Colin to his chest and rolled over, pinning Colin beneath him. Right now, he wanted to please Colin. Jordan slid down Colin’s body and knelt at Colin’s feet.
“I’m clean,” Jordan whispered. He glanced up at his friend while he unbuttoned Colin’s pants. In the quiet of the house, the zipper’s clicking seemed loud.
“I trust you.” Colin propped himself up on his elbows and met Jordan’s gaze. “By the way, I am too.”
Good to know. Jordan tugged the denim and the cotton of Colin’s boxer briefs down his legs, revealing Colin’s cock. He bit back a gasp. Like the rest of Colin, his dick was perfection. A slight curve in the shaft and a dusting of dark blond curls around the base. His mouth watered.
“Like what you see?” Colin tipped his head. “You’re staring.”
“Still reeling from the moment.” Jordan breathed in the spicy scent of Colin’s arousal. He wanted their time together to last forever, but he knew better. The good things in his life didn’t last long. He shoved that thought away and focused on the now.
Jordan trailed his nose along Colin’s shaft, then dragged his tongue across the blunt head of Colin’s dick. The salty taste of pre-cum spread on his tongue. “You’re eager or it’s been a long time.”
“A long time.” Colin dragged two pillows from the head of the bed and stuffed them behind his head. “I like to watch.”
“I like to be watched.” Jordan grinned. He closed his eyes and sucked Colin into his mouth. He swallowed, tickling the head of Colin’s dick against the back of his throat. When Colin groaned, he pleased Jordan.
“Yeah,” Colin murmured. He threaded his fingers through Jordan’s hair.
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The slight tug heightened Jordan’s desire. He moaned around Colin’s erection. Jordan bobbed his head, sucking Colin to the root, then pulling out. He rolled his tongue along Colin’s shaft, learning the ripples and nuances in his friend’s cock. Colin’s pubic hair tickled his nose. He buried Colin balls-deep in his mouth and moaned again.
“Jordan.” Colin shifted his hips. He tugged harder on Jordan’s hair, taking over the act. “That’s right. Use your tongue.” He guided Jordan, on and off his cock. “More.”
Jordan wanted to nod, but he couldn’t. He slid one hand under Colin’s balls, massaging his friend’s testicles. He liked hearing his name on Colin’s tongue. Then again, he loved being with Colin. This was a dream come true.
“Jesus.” Colin scooted to the edge of the bed and planted his feet on the floor. In combination with Jordan’s mouth on his dick, he pumped his hips. “You’re good.” His eyelids fluttered shut. A low groan escaped his lips. “Real good.”
Jordan lost himself in the moment. He’d always excelled at sucking cock. Something about the act freed him.
“Fuck. Don’t want just this.” Colin eased Jordan off his dick. “I want to be inside you.”
“Yeah.” Jordan opened his eyes. He’d moved too fast, but he didn’t care. He wanted—no, needed this. He allowed Colin to pull him up from the floor.
The overwhelming desire flowed between them, but there was something more—something deeper. Jordan shoved his jeans and briefs to the floor, then stumbled forward as he tried to remove the wadded-up clothing and his boots. He rocked forward and collapsed in Colin’s lap.
“Falling for me?” Colin grinned. He cupped Jordan’s jaw in both hands. “That happens sometimes.”
“People fall for you?” Jordan kicked out of his discarded clothing and boots, then climbed onto Colin’s thighs. “I can see why.” He draped his arms around Colin’s neck. He’d fallen for his teammate back in high school. Being with Colin reminded Jordan why he hated himself for waiting so long to gather the courage up to admit his feelings.
“You can?” Colin kissed him again, sucking on Jordan’s tongue. The pressure sent Jordan’s senses reeling. His thoughts turned to mush.
“Fuck me,” Jordan pleaded. He couldn’t wait. He nipped along the perimeter of Colin’s mouth, then licked a path down to Colin’s Adam’s apple.
Colin patted Jordan’s ass. “Turn over. I need to prep you.”
He might have sounded calm, but the way his Adam’s apple bobbed telegraphed his excitement.
Jordan slid off Colin’s lap and planted his hands and knees on the bed. He waved his ass. “Been a while for this too.”
“Yeah?” Colin stood beside the mattress and rummaged through the single drawer in the nightstand. “We can relearn together.” He withdrew a condom and a bottle of lube. “Been waiting a long time for this.”
“I bet.” Jordan spread his legs wide and breathed out. The move flexed his asshole. The passion and desire in his heart overflowed. He rested his shoulders on the bedding and grabbed his butt cheeks. “Take me.”
“Just a moment.” Colin knelt behind Jordan. He wrapped his fingers around Jordan’s dick as he flicked his tongue over Jordan’s asshole.
“Oh my God,” Jordan gasped. He flexed his butt, grinding his ass against Colin’s face. “Feels like heaven.”
“I just started.” Colin stroked Jordan in time with the taps of his tongue against Jordan’s anus. The act drew a shiver from deep in Jordan’s body.
“Like that?” Colin asked. He flattened his tongue over Jordan’s hole, then tapped his finger against the tight ring of muscle.
Jordan blew out a long breath and allowed Colin in. “I’m ready.” He’d never been more ready in his life. He dug his toes into the mattress and waited.
“Soon.” Colin dribbled something cold between Jordan’s ass cheeks.
Jordan shivered a second time. Chilly lube. Something behind him snapped. Probably the condom. They were really about to do this. Holy fuck, yeah. He was about to have Colin Baker in his ass.
“Breathe for me, Jordan.” Colin pushed something thicker against Jordan’s hole.
Jordan relaxed as much as he could, despite the excitement flowing through his veins. “Do it,” he murmured. “Please?”
Colin pushed into Jordan, connecting their bodies. He moved slow, allowing Jordan time to adjust to the invasion. The man moved with care and deliberation. Like he had Jordan’s best interests at heart. Or he had Jordan in his heart.
Jordan closed his eyes. “More,” he said, repeating himself.
“I will.” Colin filled Jordan balls-deep. “Damn.” He drew the word out. As he did, he moved. In and out of Jordan. He mimicked Jordan’s rhythm, pulling out until only the head of his dick remained inside Jordan.
Jordan pressed his face into the bedding. His skin prickled, and his synapses misfired. He dragged air into his lungs.
“So fucking hot.” Colin smacked Jordan’s ass. “Love this.” With each thrust, he swatted Jordan again.
Colin loved it? Jordan laughed into the blankets. His ass stung from the repeated spankings, but he didn’t care. The rest of the world faded away except for him and Colin. He panted. The pain morphed into pleasure, and heat engulfed him.
“Colin,” he said and arched his back. “I’m—” His restraint shattered. Colin hadn’t said a word about holding back and good thing. He wouldn’t have been able to keep the orgasm at bay if he’d tried. He shuddered beneath Colin and cum shot onto the blankets.
“Me too.” Colin’s thrusts turned feral. His hips slammed into Jordan, and a growl ripped from his throat. He slapped Jordan’s ass once more, then buried himself to the hilt in Jordan. Colin’s nails bit into Jordan’s skin, and his cock throbbed in Jordan’s ass.
Neither man spoke for the longest moment. Colin draped himself across Jordan’s back. His breath warmed Jordan’s shoulder blades.
“I need to get off you, but my legs are jelly.” Colin kissed Jordan’s shoulder. “Give me a moment.”
Jordan didn’t answer. Once Colin pulled out of him and left the bed, Jordan collapsed. He wasn’t sure how he’d held himself up that long. The sounds of Colin moving around the room filtered into his consciousness, but he had no idea what the hell Colin was doing. He buried his face in the pillow again and breathed in the scent of Colin’s cologne. Shampoo maybe? He wasn’t sure.
“Roll over. I’ve got a towel,” Colin said. When Jordan did as told, Colin wiped the cum from his body. He helped Jordan out of his shirt, then tossed the rumpled garment out of Jordan’s line of sight. “Scoot over.”
Jordan moved to his side and faced Colin. He wasn’t sure what to call Colin now—his lover—boyfriend—one-time fuck? “I should ask you, now what?” Jordan snuggled against Colin, once he flopped onto the bed. “Like, will there be a next time?” He wanted one, but nothing was guaranteed. “I liked how you took control and fed into my fetish. I love being spanked like that.”
“I like how you make me feel when we’re together.” Colin faced Jordan. He trailed the backs of his knuckles down Jordan’s cheek. “We fit together well. It’s only been one time, but I’ve never been this overwhelmed after sex.”
“You too? I thought it was just me.” Jordan kissed Colin’s hand. “I’m happy too.”
A long silence settled between them. Bliss? Jordan hoped so. Colin broke the quiet first. “I’ve been thinking. I bet it’s hard to wait and even harder to come out. I’m glad I got that over with early on. I’ve been much happier. Still, I see where you’re coming from. I can abide by your request to stay quiet, but I’d like to date. To be seen with you. Soon.”
“You would?”
“I’d be risking my membership in my single fathers support group, but maybe it’s time my status changed from single to seeing someone. Maybe we can go on a few kid-friendly dates so I can see how you and Gage get along.” Colin smiled. “Yeah?”
“I like the sound of that.” Jordan tangle
d their legs together. “My schedule is all over the place, but I’m sure we can find a way.” A vision of them together at baseball games, the three of them. Attending concerts and playing in the park… Suddenly, domesticity looked pretty damn good.
Colin splayed his hand on Jordan’s chest. “Speaking of your work, who do I talk to if I want to file a complaint?”
“Why?”
“I’m not very good at asking for help in matters like this, but I’ve got a problem. What do I do if I want to report an incident?”
“You’ve come to the right person.” Jordan flopped onto his back and folded his hands on his stomach. “Well, you go to the station and file a complaint. If there’s damage to the property—here or the store—then you call the police. We’ll handle it from there.”
“Let’s hope no one gets stupid.” Colin sidled up to Jordan. “Stay tonight. Don’t leave without telling me.”
“I’m not sure I could.” Jordan clasped Colin’s hand on his belly. “I didn’t pull away when you kissed me because I wanted that kiss so much. I craved your smile. But I never expected you to change your mind. After the ticket and the years of me being a dick…I accepted you’d hate me. I’m not ready to come out and you’re happy being out. You really shouldn’t like me.”
“People change. I’m not wild about what’s happening to my property, but my son is safe here with me. I’m free for the night and to be with you.” Colin closed his eyes and nuzzled Jordan’s neck. “I think this was always supposed to happen. I don’t know that we’ll go the distance, but we were meant to make amends.”
“We did.” Jordan listened to the sound of Colin’s even breaths. He hadn’t wanted to admit it before, but they’d been on a collision course the entire time. Colin’s name had been imprinted on his heart from the beginning. Now he had to come to grips with what he needed to do to keep their future going. He’d found the one man who made him tick. The connection between them was so new and so fragile, but it was there. No way he’d fuck up this chance.