No Shame: The Complete Series: Including exclusive bonus materials and deleted scenes

by Phoenix, Nora

  There was one thing he could do that would fix this problem once and for all and maybe take away some of the other doubts as well. And why wouldn’t he when all that held him back was his own fear of being too easy?

  Fuck that. Who cared anyway? He trusted Connor, he had from the moment they had met. Nothing he had learned about the man had changed that first opinion. Everything he had said and done had shown how careful he’d been with Josh to make sure he wasn’t triggering anything. Who cared if they had just met? It wasn’t like Josh needed to have a declaration of love before he was ready to have sex. He liked Connor, and he wanted him, plain and simple. Right now, that was enough.

  “Ask me if I trust you,” he said, increasing the pressure on Connor’s cock with his ass. Would the cop get the hint?

  Connor inhaled sharply, his body growing rigid, his eyes searching and finding Josh's. “Do you trust me, Josh?”

  Oh yeah, Connor was following all right. His voice was soft, but his hands came around Josh's waist, pushing him down, creating even more friction between their bodies. “I do, Connor, and what’s more, I like you. Time for rule number two: you have to ask for it. In this house, we don’t assume. We ask. If you don’t ask, you don’t get.”

  Connor’s mouth dropped open, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. He shook his head almost imperceptibly as if he couldn’t believe what Josh was saying.

  “Ask me, Connor,” Josh repeated.

  Connor’s voice trembled as he spoke. “Will you please try to let me fuck you, Josh?”

  Josh thought he’d never been asked quite so nicely. “With pleasure,” he said, fusing his mouth to Connor’s.

  After a minute or two of frantic kissing, Connor stood up from his chair, lifting Josh up with two strong hands on Josh's ass. Josh wrapped his legs around the cop, squeezing their crotches together. Oh, that cock, that beautiful, fat cock. He so desperately wanted to see it again, feel it, taste it. Josh's body hummed, gentle waves of energy pulsating through his veins.

  Connor turned, backing Josh up against a wall, dove in deep with his mouth. Finally, a guy who loved kissing as well, Josh thought and attacked right back. Connor tasted so different from Indy. Indy was sweet, soft. His kisses made the butterflies in Josh’s stomach do a happy dance. Connor was all male, powerful, spicy. He attacked, invaded, demanded Josh open up for him. It made Josh want to bend over and spread his legs. God, he wanted him. Craved him. Connor kissed him till Josh was a whimpering mess, his head spinning, his cock straining, and his body buzzing.

  Connor unbuttoned Josh's shirt with nimble fingers. When it was loose, Josh obliged, leaning back against the wall so the guy could ungracefully yank off his sleeves. Their mouths met again while Connor’s big hands grabbed Josh's butt again, kneading and groping. Too many clothes, they still had on too many clothes.

  “Upstairs.” He tore his mouth away from Connor, panting. “Let’s go upstairs.”

  Connor held him tight, walking through the living room, then up the stairs. “You can’t carry me,” Josh protested. “I’m too heavy.”

  “Watch me,” Connor grumbled, then took his mouth again. His tongue pushed in, dueled with Josh’s until he surrendered, unable to think anymore. Josh's insides melted into a puddle as Connor carried him upstairs, step by step, their mouths never leaving each other. He kept his legs wrapped around Connor’s waist, holding on, putting pressure on the treasure he couldn’t wait to get his hands on. And in his mouth. Oh, sweet fuck, he was about to give that guy the blow job of his life.

  “Which room?”

  “Mine. Ours. Whatever.”

  Connor kicked open the door to Josh and Noah’s room. He dropped them both on the bed, crashing his body into Josh's with a force that made Josh all weak inside. God, when this guy would let loose, it would get epic. He was about to get fucked harder and deeper than ever before, and he trembled in anticipation.

  Josh kicked off his shoes, struggled to pull off his socks without losing Connor’s mouth. He swore when he couldn’t pull them off with Connor on top of him.

  “Flip over,” he panted, pushing against Connor’s biceps. Connor held him tight, rolled over, pulling Josh on top of him.

  With reluctance, Josh dragged his mouth away, sat up straddling the cop. It meshed their crotches tighter together, eliciting a moan from Connor’s lips. Josh hummed with pleasure and gyrated his hips down.

  Connor lifted his arms and let his fingers trail Josh's bare chest, stomach, back. “You’re so sexy,” he whispered. “I’ve wanted you from the second I laid eyes on you in that stupid store. I can’t stop looking at you.”

  “Right back atcha, but I’m hoping you’ll do a whole lot more than looking.”

  Josh unbuttoned his jeans and slid his zipper down, then discovered he couldn’t take off his fucking pants while straddling Connor. He rolled off, muttering, dragging jeans and boxers down in one fluid motion. He might as well take care of Connor at the same time.

  “You have way too many clothes on for this,” he said, yanking Connor’s shirt from his slacks and working the buttons free. Of course, he wore a T-shirt as well. Damn. Josh worked him out of both, dropping kisses on his taut muscles. His wide chest was hairless, with small scars scattered on his pecs and stomach. Josh licked them, kissed them softly with wet kisses.

  He worked his way down, slipped a finger into the guy’s waistband and popped the button.

  It was like Christmas, and even though he’d seen a glimpse already, he couldn’t wait to unwrap this package. He pulled down the zipper, teasing the massive erection underneath with his finger. Connor moaned low and deep.

  Josh debated taking the slacks off first and teasing Connor even more, then decided he was done with waiting. He grabbed his slacks and boxers and signaled Connor to lift his hips, then slid them down Connor’s legs. There it was, that beautiful, big cock, and it was even harder than he’d thought possible.

  He licked his lips.

  “First things first. Are you clean?”

  “Yeah. I’ve always used condoms.”

  “So, you’ve never had a blow job?”

  “No. It’s okay if you don’t want to.” Connor’s voice was once again dripping with insecurity. Josh longed to make that stop.

  “Here’s the thing,” he said, letting his finger travel up Connor’s leg till he reached his balls. “I love sucking cock, and I am exceptional at it.” Connor shivered, and Josh removed his finger, let it wander up the other leg, evoking the same reaction. “But you’re already rock hard, and you’ve never had a blow job, so you won’t last long. I wanna let you know that’s okay.”

  He cupped Connor’s balls, squeezing them. Connor gasped. “Those things look like they hold a massive amount of cum. Don’t hold back when you come. I want to take it. Just don’t hold my head because you may push in deeper instinctively.”

  Connor’s eyes about crossed, and Josh hadn’t even gotten started yet. The power of dirty talk—it never failed.

  “Now lay back…and enjoy the ride.”

  Josh dropped on his stomach on the bed, putting his head above Connor’s crotch. The cop’s cock was so hard it was almost shivering, with droplets of precum at the top. Josh licked the head, savoring the salty taste in his mouth.

  “You taste delicious,” he said.

  He treated the crown to little licks with his tongue, Connor’s body trembling below him. He wasn’t going to last long. Oh, well, there was always a next time. Josh opened his mouth and relaxed his tongue and throat. The guy wasn’t going to know what hit him. He started with the crown, suckling it, teasing the slit with his tongue. Opening wider, he took him into his mouth, sucking him gently.

  Connor bucked at the sensation, a hard moan echoing through the room. Josh increased the pressure, sucking harder, relaxing his mouth to take the guy in farther. He’d never be able to take this monster in entirely, but he would at least try.

  He cupped Connor’s balls in one hand—they spilled over—and the b
ase of his cock in the other. That way, he could feel when the guy was coming. The balls were tightening already as Josh sucked and licked and worked the stiff cock in as far as he could.

  God, he loved how that fat cock filled his mouth completely. There was something inherently dirty about stuffing your mouth with dick until your eyes watered and you ran out of breath. He fucking loved it, the pleasure and satisfaction radiating through his entire body.

  Connor let out a deep groan. He bucked his hips again as Josh fisted the base of his cock. “I’m… Ohhh!”

  Josh got the hint. He pulled back, and a splash of cum filled his throat, then another, and another.

  “Ugh!” Connor grunted.

  Connor shook as the ripples of a powerful orgasm tore through him. Josh swallowed and sucked and milked till there was nothing left. Much to his satisfaction, the continuous sucking left Connor hard—exactly what he’d hoped for.

  He let go of Connor’s cock and felt strong arms pull him on top of the man. Connor kissed him passionately, letting his hands roam over Josh's body.

  “Shit, Josh, that was mind-blowing. Your mouth… Damn, that was so good.”

  He kept kissing Josh in between, clearly trying to convey his feelings. Josh smiled, his heart happy he’d been able to give Connor this pleasure.

  “You feel perfect.” Connor grabbed Josh's butt, put one cheek in each hand and squeezed. “Absolutely perfect.”

  Josh moaned as the strong hands grabbed him, stroked him. Connor’s cock brushed up against his, and he ground his hips, twisting and gyrating to create a delicious friction.

  “You ready for round two?” he whispered in Connor’s ear, licking his neck and dropping butterfly kisses behind his ear.

  “Don’t you want me to …”

  Josh pushed himself up, found Connor’s eyes. “I want you to fuck me. I want that big, fat cock of yours in my ass. Think you can accommodate me?”

  “I’m so afraid I’ll hurt you.”

  Josh kissed him. “You won’t. We’ll start slow, use plenty of lube. Did you bring a condom? I don’t have your size.”

  Connor nodded.

  Josh rolled off him to grab the lube while Connor got a condom from his wallet, then turned on his back, pulled his knees up. “Your job,” Josh said with a sultry look, handing Connor the lube.

  Connor climbed on the bed and sat on his knees. He rolled on the condom with fumbling fingers, which made Josh smile. Fuck, he was so perfect with all his inexperience. Connor applied a liberal amount of lube to his cock once he’d suited up. “Put some in my ass as well and finger fuck me, loosen me up,” Josh told him.

  Connor blinked twice, then hesitantly reached for Josh. This was not the time for endless foreplay. The longer they would draw it out, the more nervous Connor would get. His apprehension was already visible. No wonder when his previous experiences had been so disappointing.

  Josh smiled a little when Connor did as he had told him, ignoring Josh's cock to focus on the task he’d gotten. Connor’s finger slipped inside him, then another. He widened them, twisting and spreading them to stretch Josh. Connor was methodical about it, focused, his pupils dilated and sweat glistening on his forehead. It felt good, but nowhere near as good as that massive shaft would feel.

  Classic Marine, great at following orders. Was he also good at giving them? Fuck, Josh hoped so. When Connor could get three fingers in with ease, Josh was ready.

  “Connor.” He waited till the guy looked at him, a mix of want and fear in his eyes. “You’ll go slow, inch for inch. When I tell you to stop, you stop. When you’re completely in, and you feel me relax, you take over. I told you I like it hard and deep. I want you to pound me, hammer me, drill me until you come so hard your eyes will cross.”

  Connor moaned, his cock releasing a bit of juice. “Dirty talk turns you on, huh?” Josh smiled.

  The cop nodded, swallowed. “What about you?”

  “Oh, don’t you worry. Once you let loose, I promise I will come all over you.”

  Connor lowered himself on top of Josh, putting his weight on his arms. With a frown of concentration, he positioned the top of his cock against Josh's entrance, both slick with lube. He pushed inside, and Josh shivered. Even the guy’s head was thicker than anything he’d ever experienced before. Josh put his hands on Connor’s hips, signaled him to push farther in. He slid in another inch, his muscles trembling.

  “Pull back and slide in back and forth a few times, but stay shallow,” Josh said, his voice thick. He couldn’t get that cock in his hole fast enough, but he had to take it slow, both for himself and for Connor. The guy was practically a virgin. Connor slid back his cock till the thick head was in the outer ring, then thrust forward again.

  “Oh, fuck,” Josh moaned, shivering with delight.

  Connor repeated the move, slid in a little deeper. “You’re so tight,” he grunted. “It feels unbelievable.”

  Josh pressed Connor’s hips again, pulled up his legs even higher. “Deeper,” he said.

  Connor's cock stretched him wider than ever before, and the sensation mixed intense pleasure with a burning sensation as his inner canal ached to adjust. He gyrated his hips, wanting to open wide enough to take in the rest. He only had maybe half of it.

  When the burning eased, he signaled again. Connor slid out almost entirely, then pushed back in with a grunt. He had complete control over his muscles, not going deeper than Josh indicated.

  “I can’t believe you can take me,” Connor whispered in awe. “And holy fuck, it feels perfect.”

  “Deeper.” Josh focused on his breathing to relax, his inner sleeve achingly stretching even wider to accommodate Connor’s girth and length. He rotated his hips again, moaning as the swollen member inside of him hit his sweet spot. Paradise was around the corner, so close he could almost taste it.

  “Thrust a little.”

  The friction this caused triggered a deep ache in his balls, which were getting ready to unload. Not yet, dammit, not yet. He wanted more.

  “Bring it home,” he grunted, his forehead slick with perspiration. Connor pushed farther in until he filled Josh to the max, bottoming out.

  “I’m in.” The joy in Connor’s voice hit Josh deep inside. “Are you okay?”

  How Josh loved hearing these familiar words out of someone else’s mouth. “I’m good, and I’m about to be great. Now, rotate your hips a little, like you’re literally screwing me. Ohhh!” He lost his breath on a deep moan when Connor did what he asked.

  Connor slid in and out with steady, graceful moves. Leaning on his arms, he was only moving his hips in a masculine, sexy way. Josh grabbed Connor’s ass as the painful stretching morphed into a delicious burn and the most intense full feeling ever. Pain and pleasure were entwined, thundering through his ass. Every time Connor slid in deep, Josh's breath caught. Little specks danced in front of his eyes, his vision hazy with want. He let go of Connor’s ass cheeks, reaching up to drag his mouth down for a hard kiss.

  “Hard and deep?” Connor asked, his jaw tight with tension.

  “Gimme all you got.”

  Connor started slow with rhythmic, deep thrusts, but he soon picked up the pace. Josh pulled up his legs as far as he could, opening his ass wide and fisting the sheets with both hands. “Fuck!” he cried out when Connor pulled back almost entirely, then slammed in balls deep. “Oh, God, yes!”

  “You feel so good,” Connor grunted, impaling him again.

  This time, his cock hit Josh's pleasure spot, and he jerked. “Oh, my fucking—Ohh!”

  Waves of ecstatic pleasure crashed into Josh as Connor cut loose and drove into his ass again and again. Their bodies collided with force, and Josh pushed back. Fuck, he wanted more. Harder. Rougher.

  Connor threw his head back, grunting and growling, lips peeled. His arms quivered with the effort of holding up his weight. Every time Connor’s cock drilled into Josh, it hit his sweet spot, and he was almost crying with pleasure. His balls pulled up tight, on the ve
rge of detonating. He fought it, not wanting to lose this incredible feeling.

  Connor grabbed his hips, pounding him with an urgency that alerted Josh he was about to blow his load. Josh couldn’t keep it anymore. When Connor hit him once more so hard his balls thwacked against Josh's ass, his body spasmed, and he screamed as he unloaded all over Connor’s chest. He wasn’t even done spurting when Connor let out a strangled cry and rammed his cock in one last time.

  “Ugh! Oh…. Fuck!”

  Connor’s cock pulsed, filling the condom with liquid. Connor stayed deep inside, grinding against Josh’s ass, gyrating until he had squeezed every drop of cum out of his balls and dick. His entire body trembled with the exertion, and Josh was convinced he’d dead-drop his weight on top of him. Instead, he rolled over, taking Josh with him to place him on top.

  Josh let his head rest on the man’s massive shoulder, his arms around Connor’s neck and biceps. Both their bodies were moist with sweat. He was too done to even lift a finger. God, this was everything he’d dreamed of and then some.

  “Fuck, baby, that was unbelievable,” Connor mumbled.

  Even in his haze of ecstasy, Josh registered the unfamiliar term of endearment. Nobody had ever called him that and meant it.

  “Hold on a sec,” Connor said. He rolled Josh off him to take off the condom. He tried to tie it, but his trembling fingers failed.

  “Throw it in the wastebasket,” Josh said. “I’ll empty it later.”

  Connor crawled back in bed as soon as he’d dumped the condom.

  “Come here,” he said, pulling Josh back on top of him. Connor’s heartbeat slowed down under Josh's cheek as he kissed Josh's head, wrapping his arms around him and stroking his back. Josh turned his chin so their mouths could find each other again, lazy and wet. Their slick, soft cocks brushed up against each other, almost hugging and kissing too. For minutes they lay content, kissing and caressing.

  “I love your cock,” Josh said dreamily, tearing his mouth away and dropping his head on the man’s shoulder again. It felt like such a safe spot with these strong, tight arms around him.