Scrambling (Out in the NFL Book 1)

by Lex Valentine

  Reed broke the kiss. “Supplies?” he murmured.

  “You sure you don’t just want to rub one out like this?” Evan teased, moving his body so that he pressed against Reed with maximum friction.

  “Jesus God, that feels so good,” Reed moaned, his eyelids drifting down as he concentrated on the delicious pleasure of his cock riding alongside Evan’s.

  A low laugh came from beneath him. “Sometimes the simplest pleasures are the best.”

  “There’s so much to do,” Reed whined.

  “A smorgasbord of sexual delights,” Evan agreed in a seductive murmur. “Including my cock’s engraved invitation to your virgin ass.”

  Reed thrust his hips against Evan’s. “Who is this Evan? I never knew you were so…so…”

  “Experienced?”

  “I guess.” Reed watched as Evan’s handsome face took on an expression of sheer seduction. His heart rate went into triple overtime.

  Evan reached up and cupped Reed’s head in his big hands, drawing their faces close together. Warm breath wafted over his mouth, and Reed gazed at him with undisguised lust.

  “This is a win-win situation. We’ve known each other forever. It’s hard to be uncomfortable with someone you know accepts you for who you are, always has, and always will.” Evan cocked up one sandy eyebrow. “I know that if by some freak of chance, what we do here tonight doesn’t work the way it’s supposed to, we’re still friends. A botched round of fucking and sucking won’t change that.”

  Reed licked his bottom lip nervously. “Are you sure?”

  Evan nodded. “I am sure. Nothing that happens here tonight will change how I feel about you or make me turn my back on you. So relax. We have all night.”

  And Reed did. He relaxed so much that he pushed Evan back, scooted down the bed, and wrapped his hand around Evan’s thick erection. When his best friend hissed in a breath, he shot him a grin and did something he’d longed to do for years; he bent his head to suck the entire length of Evan’s cock deep into his throat. Evan cried out, and his hips tried to buck, but Reed held him down. He worshipped Evan’s cock with his lips and tongue, reveling in its size, which nearly made him choke since he’d never had a cock so large before. Meanwhile Evan writhed beneath him, alternately begging him to stop and pleading for more.

  With one hand around the base of Evan’s cock and the other teasing his taut balls, Reed suckled and licked like a man obsessed, a phrase that described him perfectly. For years, he’d yearned to get his hands and mouth on Evan’s big, muscled body. Now that he had the chance, he didn’t want to miss an inch of it. He wanted to map every plane and curve and fix them in his memory forever.

  He loved all the sounds Evan made, every moan, groan, and whimper. He loved the way Evan’s big body writhed and undulated beneath the onslaught of his hands and mouth. Reed’s sense of triumph grew as he mastered the man he loved. And he stored every touch, taste, and sound for the coming months and years. He had no idea what their future held, but just in case this was his only chance to express his love physically, he wasn’t about to waste a moment of it or forget anything. Every nanosecond was precious.

  A fine sheen of sweat turned Evan’s body glossy in the dim light. Reed raised his head, slowly licking his way to the tip of Evan’s cock. When he finally pulled his mouth free of the straining organ, his gaze met Evan’s.

  “Supplies?” he whispered again.

  He watched the bob of Evan’s Adam’s apple as he swallowed, then turned to open the nightstand. He pulled out a bottle and a foil packet and held them out to Reed with a shaking hand. Reed balanced over Evan on hands and knees to kiss him, their tongues tangling in a dance of impatient lust.

  Truthfully, for Reed, kissing Evan was probably the biggest thrill of all. Sex was sex. But kissing was what real lovers did, lovers who cared for each other, loved each other. It was an act of deepest intimacy and something that people who were just fucking didn’t always do. Reed loved the feel of Evan’s mouth against his, their tongues twisted together as their hands touched each other reverently. No matter how old he got or what happened in his life going forward, he would never forget Evan’s kisses.

  “Help me put this on,” he whispered as he knelt on the bed and rocked back onto his heels. He held out the condom, and Evan sat up. Together they rolled the latex over his straining cock.

  Evan lay back, his thighs spread wide. “How do you want me?”

  “How do you want it?” Reed countered, squirting lube into his palm so he could stroke it over his cock.

  With a wicked grin, Evan flipped over onto all fours, kneeling in the center of the bed. Reed stared at the perfection of Evan’s ass, and for a moment he thought of all the times over the years that he’d stared at those beautiful globes. He stared every time Evan hiked the football. He had a prime view of that ass many times each week, and he never failed to appreciate it just as he was about to worship it now.

  He palmed each buttock, kneading the firm flesh and pulling them apart so he could see the tender pink hole between them. Unable to stop himself, he leaned forward and placed his mouth over the opening. Evan gasped loudly, and Reed licked him, his tongue dancing over the sensitive flesh. He smelled and tasted of citrus and musky male. Clean and sexy. Very Evan.

  With his face buried between Evan’s ass cheeks, Reed rimmed him thoroughly, licking, sucking, and fucking him with his tongue. Evan made even more torturous sounds than he had when Reed had sucked his cock.

  “You’re killing me, Reed!” he exclaimed finally. “Just fuck me before I explode!”

  Reed licked his way from Evan’s ass all the way up his spine. He nipped Evan’s earlobe as his cock pressed into the crack of the ass he’d just left dampened with saliva. Dropping kisses all over Evan’s shoulders and neck, he worked his lubed fingers into the man’s tight hole. Moans issued from Evan’s slack lips. His head lolled as Reed licked along his jugular vein.

  The hot clasp of Evan’s opening on his fingers had Reed ready to fuck in an instant. He couldn’t wait to get his cock into that heat. He carefully sawed his fingers into Evan’s entrance, scissoring them and making sure the lube got inside. When he pulled his hand free, Evan moaned. Holding his best friend around the hip, he guided his stiff prick to the moist, waiting hole and rubbed the spongy tip against it. Evan’s next moan was louder and a little less coherent. Reed pushed forward, and the head of his cock popped in past the tight ring of muscle.

  Surrounded by intense heat, Reed’s cock quivered. He pressed one hand on the back of Evan’s neck, holding him down as he eased his cock into the tight passage. They both froze for a moment, and then Reed pulled back, the friction nearly unmanning him. Evan whimpered in pleasure, and Reed began to thrust. He fucked Evan hard, each slap of their hips and balls sounding loud in the silence of the room.

  When heat began to paralyze his lower body, telling of his impending orgasm, Reed pulled Evan’s torso upright, cradling the muscled back to his chest. Evan’s head lolled on Reed’s shoulder, and their mouths fused together in a set of frantic kisses. Reed’s hands roamed Evan’s chest and stomach finally coming to rest on his throbbing dick. He wrapped his fist around it, jacking it in time to the movement of his hips. Evan arched back into each thrust, and Reed knew he was hitting his lover’s prostate.

  “Reed,” Evan panted. “Gonna come.”

  “Go on, babe. Give it to me.” Reed encouraged him, barely able to speak but still willing to do anything to help Evan orgasm. He twisted his hand up and over Evan’s cock. And then Evan was coming, his semen spurting from the thick head to coat Reed’s fingers. The resultant spasms in his ass milked Reed’s dick, and heat swathed him, picking him up like a tornado, spinning him around and around. Head whirling, Reed came with a huge roar, his cock jerking in the tight channel of Evan’s ass. He couldn’t remember ever coming so hard or so quickly.

  They collapsed on the bed. Reed cradled Evan in his arms as his cock slipped from the heat of Evan’s body. They both
sucked in great gulps of air, their bodies steamy with sweat and quivering in the aftermath of their forceful orgasms.

  Finally, Evan groaned and moved slowly away from Reed. “Shower. Then maybe a snack and round two.”

  In a daze, Reed removed the condom, tied it off, and tossed it in a convenient wastebasket by the bedside. “Round two?” he murmured, his brain fried from the intense orgasm.

  Evan chuckled, the sound a little evil. Reed glanced up to find him grinning. “The engraved invitation?”

  “Oh, yeah.” Reed returned the smile. As Evan had said, they had all night, and Reed fully expected to not be virginal by morning light.

  He closed his eyes for a moment, bliss enveloping him. Every sex-laden dream he’d ever had of Evan had the opportunity to come true over the next few hours. He ignored the ache in his heart that wished for words of love and commitment to accompany the sexual acts. He’d spent years believing he’d never have anything more than Evan’s friendship. Now he’d received the gift of Evan’s body, if only for a little while. If part of him lay broken deep inside because the gift wasn’t accompanied by a declaration of love, he’d deal. The dream he’d long cherished of being Evan’s beloved partner would remain locked within him. As much as he yearned to speak his heart, he would never risk it. If he did, and Evan didn’t feel the same way, he could lose the friendship that had become the mainstay in his life. And he knew without a doubt that a life without Evan’s friendship would kill what was left of his soul.

  Hot water sluiced down Evan’s body, soothing muscles he hadn’t used in at least a few months. His ass still burned slightly from the rough fucking he’d received from Reed. He’d never taken such a thick cock before, and his body hummed pleasantly from that fact. He couldn’t believe half his fantasies had been achieved in the space of a couple of hours. He reveled in the memory of Reed’s mouth on his cock and hole. And he cherished the sensations still thrumming in his body.

  Evan had to admit what had happened between them could only be classified as lovemaking. He’d never had a lover take such care of him before. Reed’s touch was unlike anyone else’s. He now knew the difference between being made love to and being fucked. He might not ever know it again, but he wouldn’t trade the experience for anything in the world. And now he had to go back into that bedroom and teach Reed how it felt to be made love to. He’d put his cock where none had ever been and show Reed how much he loved him even if he could never say the words.

  He closed his eyes as agony flowed through him. It wouldn’t be easy to fuck Reed and not tell him how much he adored him. He’d have to bite his tongue and just let his hands, mouth, and the rest of his body worship Reed. Thus far, he’d been able to contain himself, keep his heart and emotions hidden. He hoped he could continue the ruse.

  When he walked into the bedroom, Evan found Reed standing in front of the windows again, but this time, he was naked. He held a beer bottle, part of the snack Evan had hurriedly pulled together while Reed was in the shower—a couple of beers, a plate of roast beef sandwiches, and some chips. Evan walked over to the small table and picked up a chip, crunching it as he watched Reed. “We should probably eat something. It’s been at least half a day or more since we last ate,” he said quietly.

  Reed took a drink of beer. “Yeah. Sounds good.” He turned and smiled at Evan. “Do you feel awkward?”

  Evan rolled his eyes. “I feel sore.” He dropped his towel onto a chair, then sat on it. “That’s the biggest cock I’ve ever had. I play football. I’m not a player. I haven’t had a lot of lovers.”

  He picked up half a sandwich and bit into it, his gaze tracking Reed’s movements as he turned and came toward the table. Reed sat across from him and picked up a sandwich. Before biting into it, he stared at Evan with dark, inscrutable eyes.

  “I think I knew that. Of the two of us, you’ve always been the quiet one, less socially inclined.”

  Evan reached for another chip. He lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “I’m always focused on the game. It takes someone a little different than the average bear to make me shift focus. And I’ve never been one to just go looking for a dick when I’m horny.”

  Reed nodded thoughtfully. “It’s always struck me as odd that I’m the one who ended up in a relationship, not you.”

  “Nah. That wasn’t odd at all. You needed some kind of stability after the way your family treated you when you came out.” Evan polished off his sandwich and opened the other beer.

  “I guess you’re right. I didn’t think about it at the time but now, looking back at the way things shook out, I did need to be in a relationship.” Reed rubbed his bare chest. “I suppose that need kept me with Len when I should have left. We hadn’t been happy together for a couple of years. I should have left long ago. Instead, I just ignored all the warning signs and told myself I was trying to fix our relationship when it was already dead.”

  At the word dead, they both winced.

  “Things don’t look good for him, do they?” Evan asked softly.

  Reed shook his head. “Not really. I’m just hoping they can give him more time.”

  “At what kind of quality of life?”

  An expression of sorrow crossed Reed’s face. “I don’t know.”

  Evan wiped his hands with a napkin. He stood and held out a hand to Reed. “Let’s go back to bed and not think about anything bad.”

  A grateful smile lit Reed’s face, and Evan knew that no matter what heartbreak he suffered in the future from being with Reed tonight, it was worth it. Reed needed what Evan was about to give him. He needed the closeness and the distraction. He needed the caring.

  They tumbled to the sheets, arms wrapped around each other. Reed pressed his mouth to Evan’s, taking a kiss, forcing his tongue between Evan’s lips. This time their kisses were a little less frantic, and Evan took his time coaxing heat from Reed. He kissed Reed deeply, holding his head and worshipping his mouth. Evan poured all the love in his soul into the kiss. This was the man he loved, the one he’d always love, and he needed to show Reed how different these kisses were to any he’d received before.

  Evan shivered when Reed kissed him back, the other man’s touch just as reverent as his own. He figured it was a good thing they’d known each other so long. Being intimate with someone you knew inside and out had its advantages.

  As he mapped every inch of Reed’s skin with his hands, Evan could feel emotion swelling within him. It begged to be released, but the only way Evan would do so was through action. He bit back all the words of love that hovered on the tip of his tongue and instead poured his emotions into everything he did to Reed.

  Evan’s mouth moved down the sensitive side of Reed’s neck, along his collarbone and lower to his nipples. Evan tasted the delight that was Reed. The tip of his tongue flicked at Reed’s nipples, then nipped at them when Reed made a low sound of pleasure. His hands moved over Reed’s ridged abdomen, tracing each delineated muscle with his fingertips before replacing them with his tongue. Reed’s cock had begun to fill, the smooth flesh stretching out toward his navel, the head a luscious deep pink.

  Pointedly ignoring the bob of the stiff cock before him, Evan brushed his fingers through Reed’s trimmed black pubic hair and down to his thighs. His lover shifted restlessly beneath his touch, and Evan smiled. He let his hands worship the strong muscles in Reed’s thighs, calves, and feet. He reached behind Reed’s knees in a teasing stroke of fingers, watching the flex of tendon and muscle in reaction to his touch.

  Short panting breaths punctuated every stroke of his fingers over Reed’s long legs as Evan made his way back up toward his crotch. Arousal had Reed in its clutches, and those gasps caused Evan to smile in satisfaction. When he reached the top of Reed’s thighs, he gently pushed them apart. Reed lifted his knees, planting his feet on the mattress, and Evan sighed blissfully as he gazed for the first time upon Reed’s bared ass. The tender dark rose pucker made Evan drool, the flesh so inviting it almost beckoned to him.

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nbsp; Ignoring the virgin entrance to Reed’s body for a moment, Evan cupped Reed’s ball sac. He squeezed, tugged, and rolled the orbs tenderly in his palm. Then he ran his fingers across Reed’s perineum, touching the nerve-rich skin with a seductive stroke. Reed’s body trembled at each of Evan’s touches. When he finally encircled Reed’s thick cock with his fingers, his lover’s hips arched up, a soft cry escaping his lips.

  “God, Evan! I want you so much!”

  “Shh,” Evan whispered, not wanting words to spoil his exploration and adoration of Reed’s body. If Reed spoke, then he’d want to speak too, and if he spoke, all the words of love bottled up inside him would come tumbling out. He ached to speak them, and he wept inside that he couldn’t. The pain tempered his every touch and lick, holding him as if under a spell, time irrelevant and suspended as he worshipped Reed in the only way he could.

  Evan bent and darted his tongue out to taste Reed’s essence. He flicked at the soft head of Reed’s cock, sweeping along the slit and down under the edge, paying special attention to the responsive crown. Reed’s panting became rapid gasps for air, and when Evan stroked the flat of his hand over his lover’s abdomen and up to his pecs, he could feel Reed’s chest quickly rise and fall.

  He gazed up the length of Reed’s body, finally taking in the handsome planes of his lover’s face. Dark eyes fierce with arousal stared back at him. Reed’s square jaw clenched tightly as he obviously fought for control.

  Evan smiled, knowing the movement of his lips held a wicked twist that would serve to increase Reed’s passion. The dark eyes narrowed, and Reed fisted the sheets, his hips moving with infinitesimal thrusts toward Evan. Determined to make the experience one Reed would never forget, Evan bent his head and sucked every inch of Reed’s cock into his mouth.

  A muffled shout rang over his head, but he ignored it as he let the muscles of his throat caress the head of Reed’s cock. He deep throated the thick shaft for a moment before sliding his tongue along the length. He continued sucking Reed with slow, languorous strokes of his mouth while his tongue danced wildly along the hard flesh. In minutes, Reed’s hips were bucking, and he practically fucked Evan’s mouth in a frenzy of lust. Evan bit back a smile and continued to torture his best friend.