After I burped him and changed his diaper, he fell right back to sleep, and when I laid him down this time, I did as well. I wasn’t thinking about my horrible birth parents but rather about how much love I felt for my family, my real family… which included a particularly grumpy infant son.
Peter
I didn’t get to spend nearly enough time with Trevor and Luka as I’d have liked. We continued to hit snags with the project. That meant I spent most days working late into the evening. I ended up working from home most days, spending at least sixteen hours a day on the project and even forgetting to eat. But the more snags I found, the happier I was to work through the challenge.
Unfortunately, halfway into the project, I had to accept help. But luckily, my boss put a college intern on the project since Fricks had his hands full. She and I were able to pull together most of the issues.
By the third week, we’d completed enough of the plans that we could make the models for the party. I reached out to Trevor to see if Doris could keep Luka for the evening so he could come out and celebrate with me.
I pulled into his driveway to pick him up and almost drooled when he walked down the steps to meet me. He was dressed in a tight pair of jeans and black shirt. Damn, how could someone look that hot in jeans and a t-shirt? I always saw him in casual, loose-fitting t-shirts and jeans. He was hot in those but the way his shirt outlined his abs and God help me, I couldn’t wait until he turned around so I could see how those jeans shaped his bubble butt.
Dang, I had it bad. But who wouldn’t with this man?
When he climbed in, I almost swooned. He was wearing a soft fragrance, something I didn’t recognize. But shit if it wasn’t sexy as hell! I couldn’t help myself. I leaned over and nuzzled his neck. “Damn, you smell nice,” I said.
Trevor chuckled sexily, and the sound went right to my groin.
“Can we skip everything, and I just take you to my condo?” I asked, only half teasing.
Trevor glanced over at me after I pulled back, and the expression on his face wasn’t humor. “I want to say yes, but I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“I think it’s the best idea I’ve ever had, but I’m not going to push. My friend Josh is already at the bar. He wants to meet you in person. I’ve told him so much about you that he thinks I’m lying. ‘No one is that perfect.’” I mimicked him.
Trevor laughed at me. “Then you better stop looking at me like you did when I got in and absolutely no more nuzzling my neck. That’s my weak spot.”
I felt myself growl. “You know Josh may need some alone time!”
Trevor pushed me back when I went in for the second nuzzle. “Nope,” he laughed. “Josh first. I want to meet him too.”
I leaned back and readjusted myself since the front of my pants had immediately gotten a lot tighter. “If you say so,” I replied suddenly, wishing Josh would take a flying leap.
“How long before you have to be back?” I asked, trying to be all innocent.
Trevor laughed at me again. “Not long enough, I’m afraid.”
I sighed and put the car into drive. “We need to plan a whole night out. I’ll pay for an English Nanny if I have to!”
Trevor
I regretted that we couldn’t just go to Peter’s place. When he nuzzled my neck, I almost came on myself. It’d been way too long since I’d been touched. Shit, it was months before I became a single parent. Luckily, Peter had a friend waiting on us, or I would have just jumped on him then and there. That was a really bad idea. I needed to stay focused. No fooling around at least until Luka was a little older, and I could afford to leave him with a sitter.
When we got to the bar, we approached a guy sitting with his back to us.
“You absolutely look like a fish out of water,” Peter said as we came up behind him.
“You are late,” he said as he turned around. He blushed when he saw me. “Sorry, Peter and I have an ongoing argument about punctuality. The guy doesn’t seem to own a watch.”
I laughed. “I hadn’t noticed that yet. Hi, I’m Trevor,” I said, saving Peter from having to introduce us.
“I’m Joshua,” he said.
Joshua turned to the server who’d just come up behind him. “We’re all here.”
The restaurant wasn’t busy, so we were taken to our table right away.
“What do you do?” I asked Joshua.
“I work in construction,” he replied. “Well, I work for my dad, who owns a construction company.”
“Cool, so that’s how you two know each other?”
Peter smiled. “I met Joshua when I came to Atlanta. His father hired me after Martin and I split up.”
“You two dated, right?” I asked.
Peter laughed. “Yep, and that’s why I no longer work for Joshua’s dad.”
“Yeah, you mentioned that,” I replied. “And the two of you didn’t work out?” I was trying to figure out what was going on between these two.
“Oh no… not even a little,” Joshua replied. “We make great friends, but we really failed at everything else.”
Peter laughed again. “Truth… that’s the absolute truth.”
I couldn’t help it. I had to push. “So, why did you fail so bad?”
Peter smiled at me. “Fishing for details, are we?”
“Maybe,” I returned his smile. “Inquiring minds and all that.”
Joshua chimed in then. “Well, after my dad fired him, he was stuck on the unemployment line, and that didn’t do much for our relationship. Then we found we were anything but compatible, and, to be honest, kissing him was, well, for me, it was like kissing my best friend.”
Peter turned toward his friend. “The light just didn’t come on.”
“Perfectly stated,” Joshua replied.
“We are and will always be best friends. That’s just all we are.”
Peter smiled and looked back at me. “Besides, he doesn’t react the same way when I kiss his neck.”
I blushed and decided to change the subject before things got embarrassing.
Joshua was charming, and I enjoyed hanging with him. It only took a few minutes before I could see the two really weren’t compatible and used their differences as tools to enhance a genuine friendship. I couldn’t find it in me to be jealous of the man, especially since he came across as mostly sad and more than a little lonely.
We had several drinks before Josh announced he needed to get home. “Congratulations on getting that project done,” he told Peter.
“It was really nice to meet you, Trevor,” Joshua said before he stood to leave. “Let’s get together again. I’d like to meet the little one too. Peter talks about him about as much as he does you.”
Peter blushed, and I chuckled. “That’s good to know,” I said as I turned to Peter.
“Yep, time to go, Josh,” he said, causing both of us to laugh.
“I’ll talk to you later, Joshua. Seems we have a lot more to talk about. Maybe we’ll get together when Peter’s not around?”
“Hey, you’re going to make me jealous,” Peter said, but he stood and pulled Joshua into a hug. “Take care, and don’t let your dad get to you, okay?”
“Easier said than done,” Joshua replied with a frown but bounced back quickly.
“Y’all have a good night,” he said. “And don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He winked at us before turning to go.
We watched him leave, and I put my hand over Peter’s. “You care a lot about him, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” he admitted. “His dad is a total jackass. Ain’t worth shit as a parent,” he added. “I just wish Josh would tell him to fuck himself and get away from him.”
“Yeah, that’s easier said than done,” I replied.
Peter turned to me and sighed. “Yeah, I forgot you have some experience with that?”
“Too much as you know all too well.”
“Has he tried to contact you again?”
“Oh no, that’s not my dad�
��s MO,” I replied. “He’s more the sneaky, get-you-while-you-aren’t-looking type.”
“Are you afraid he’ll try something?”
“Oh, he’ll eventually try something, but I doubt I’m in any danger. He values his reputation more than anything else, so he won’t take any chances on getting a restraining order. Especially one from his son.”
“He didn’t seem too concerned that night,” Peter replied, worry lines stretching across his face.
“Well, that’s because when he saw us dancing in public, it was a threat to his identity as well. I’m sure he’s terrified someone will find out I’m bisexual.”
Peter sighed. “I never really knew my dad. My mother always told me she was sure he’d be accepting of me, and my grandparents on his side certainly were before they passed away.”
“Same with my grandpa. He was one hundred percent cool, as was Aunt Doris. I always wondered what the hell happened to my mother.”
“Sounds like your dad happened,” he said, and I couldn’t disagree.
“Okay, change of subject. We’ve given them enough of our time. Let’s talk about something interesting.”
“Like that sensitive area, you mentioned earlier?”
Peter looked me in the eye, and I all but melted in my seat.
“You aren’t playing fair… you know I’m a desperate housewife!”
Peter’s grin turned feral. “How desperate?”
That expression sent chills up my spine. “Too desperate… way too desperate!”
“Let’s get out of here, and you can show me!” he replied, the raw lustful expression still clearly present on his face.
Luckily, we’d already paid our bill because the speed at which we left the restaurant left no time for either of us to think about such things.
Peter grabbed me when we got to the car and pushing my back against the door, he pulled me into a full-on kiss. I have never thrown caution to the wind like I did when in Peter’s presence. I tended to be discreet, but this guy did something to my insides that made me forget all that and instead focus only on the lustful needs he seemed to bring out in me.
We managed to climb into his car, and as we drove toward his place, I let my hand rub his thigh. I could see his hard-on through his pants, and I wondered how brave I was. I’d never been this forward with a guy. Hell, I’d only been with a couple of guys and those were very... wham, bam, thank you ma’am.
I decided to throw caution to the wind and let my hand rub over the bump in his jeans. Peter almost lost control of the car, and I pulled back, laughing. “You are easy to distract.”
“Well, yeah, when you do that, I am!”
Luckily, Peter didn’t live far from where we’d met Josh. When we pulled into his parking lot, he threw the car into park, jumped out, and was at my door all but pulling me out of the passenger seat.
Once again, he pushed me up against the car and kissed me passionately, driving his tongue into my mouth. I was so desperate for him at this point, I could hardly breathe. Peter pulled back and unceremoniously dragged me up the stairs to the front door of his condo.
Under normal circumstances, I think I’d have wanted to see where I was, maybe tour the place where Peter lived, but tonight, all I could think of was his skin touching mine.
Peter was the one pushing us up until that point. But the moment we were in his bedroom, and he removed his shirt, all that changed. I wanted my hands on him, I wanted my mouth and tongue on him, and I didn’t let ceremony get in my way.
I jerked my shirt off and pushed Peter onto his bed. I straddled him, letting my tongue make its way from his mouth down to his perfectly formed nipples that hardened with my touch.
I was hungry for him, and his moans just spurred me on. I came back up and nibbled on his delicious, muscular neck, and my tongue moved along the hard muscles that tensed for me there. I felt my dick strain against my jeans, knowing I’d have a nice wet spot there when I finally freed it.
Peter grabbed me, turned me over, and climbed on top, letting his crotch grind into mine as he nuzzled the place on my neck that I’d told him earlier was one of my erogenous zones.
“Oh god,” he exclaimed. “This area right here is all I could think of all night. Poor Josh sat across from me, but my mind couldn’t focus on anything but this. ” Peter licked my neck then sucked on it. I was sure I was going to have a hickey if he sucked much harder, but for the life of me, I couldn’t have stopped him even if I’d wanted to. And I sure as hell didn’t want to stop him.
My dick was so hard it hurt. Peter reached down between us and unbuttoned my jeans, and I all but sighed with relief as my cock was freed from its constraint. He jumped off the bed and pulled my jeans off. He then proceeded to remove his own before climbing back on. Peter ground our underwear-clad bodies against each other, sucking on my neck, nibbling and sending chills all down my body.
Peter
Trevor’s body was perfect, everything I’d fantasized it would be. Lean but muscular chest, slight but accented abs. His lithe form was beautiful to look at and even more wonderful to touch.
I loved the way he squirmed as I nibbled and sucked on his neck. He wasn’t joking when he said that was one of his most erogenous areas, and I was going to take full advantage of that knowledge.
I was determined to mark him, put myself there, so the rest of the world would know he’s mine. His body was mine to possess. For a moment, I drew back. I’d never thought like that before. Hell, I always thought that kind of attitude was cavemanish, but something about Trevor caused me to revert to caveman-like tendencies.
When I could tell he was utterly lost in lust, I moved my mouth down his perfect body until I was sucking his cock through his underwear.
“Oh god, Peter, oh god!” he exclaimed, and I smiled inwardly. I was going to show this man everything I had to give tonight. I pulled his underwear down, and his perfect cock slapped his stomach.
“Wow, you were hiding the prize in there!” I said, surprised at his size.
Trevor looked down, and panic crossed his face. “Too much?” he asked, and I laughed out loud.
“You don’t have much experience with gay men, do you? I’m not sure it’s ever enough.”
Trevor smiled, pulled me up to his mouth, and kissed me. “I’m not worried about other gay men, I’m worried about you, the man I’m currently having mind-blowing sex with.”
I laughed again. “No, it’s not too much. It’s perfect… you’re perfect. Now, if you don’t mind, I was busy doing something I’d like to return to.”
When I went back down on him and took his cock in my mouth, Trevor all but sighed, “Oh god, nope... don’t mind! Don’t mind at all!”
If I didn’t have a mouth full of cock, I’m sure I’d have laughed, but no way was I going to let him go now that I had him in my mouth. I let my lips caress his head, sucking while licking his slit. Trevor’s moans egged me on.
When I finally took his shaft, thrusting his head deep into my throat, Trevor arched. “Damn, I’m going to come too soon! Peter, I’m coming!”
Fuck, fuck, fuck! I said to myself as that gorgeous cock unloaded into my throat. I swear I almost choked on the amount of cum.
When he’d finished emptying himself in my mouth, I pulled off him and licked up any remainder. I moved back up and nuzzled his neck while he finished convulsing with pleasure.
“Fuck,” he finally said. “Fuck, I needed that!”
I smiled at him. “Yeah, me too.” Then I laid my head on his beautiful chest and let myself enjoy just being on top of him, holding and touching him after only being able to fantasize about it until now.
I was just about to drift off when Trevor stirred underneath me.
His hands began to massage my shoulders and head, then he moved me onto my back and began kissing me again.
“My turn,” he mumbled as he kissed his way down my chest and torso.
Trevor
God, it felt so good to come in Peter’s mou
th. I didn’t have it in me to tell him I was totally kinked out by cum and would’ve rather he kissed me than cuddle, but that was totally okay. I wasn’t going to miss my opportunity.
The thought of his cock in my mouth drove me to skip all the other foreplay and go right for the part of him I’d fantasized about since the night we’d danced on my front porch.
I quickly pulled his underwear off and took his cock into my mouth. Peter wasn’t as big as me, for which I was thankful. I couldn’t imagine dealing with a huge cock. I’d fantasized about being fucked, and I was self-conscious about being too big for any normal man, or woman for that matter. The last time I fucked someone was Lisa, and both of us had been seriously drunk. Otherwise, I doubt it would’ve gone very far.
I was obsessed with tasting Peter, and I set to sucking him so he’d come sooner than later.
Peter groaned as I thrust his cock into my mouth, then tongued the edges of his head and slit, just as he’d done to me moments before.
I knew where the sensitive areas were on my own cock, and I made sure to hit those areas as I mouth fucked him.
Peter arched and moved under me before he finally grabbed my head, pulling me up to him, kissing me, then pushing me onto my back.
He straddled my face then began fucking my mouth. Oh my god, that was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. I loved the aggressiveness of the move. I liked feeling his cock being driven forcefully into my mouth, almost gagging me as it hit the back of my throat. Peter would pull almost out and tease me with his head before thrusting himself into my mouth again.
All I could do was moan with pleasure as this man took me again and again.
I could occasionally see beyond his torso to his face, which was flush with pleasure as he pumped me. Finally, his face contorted, and he moaned loudly. Without warning, he came in my mouth, pouring himself into me, fucking me through his orgasm. His salty seed filled my senses, and for the first time in my life, I knew I preferred the taste of a man over most other things on earth.
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