Desire & Denial (Southern Boys Book 3)

by K. C. Wells

  Chaz nuzzled his neck again, and Kendis writhed on the seat, heat pulsing through him. He pulled his hands free of the sweater, cupped Kendis’s jeans-clad ass, and squeezed, and that got Kendis writhing even more. He rolled his hips, and Chaz’s breathing grew erratic.

  “Yeah. Feels good, doesn’t it?” His breath was warm on Kendis’s neck.

  No, it felt goddamn amazing. Then Chaz managed to get his hand down the back of Kendis’s jeans, the tip of his index finger slipping into his crease and pausing there.

  Kendis shivered. “Stop.”

  Chaz’s hand was right there. “Sure about that?”

  He gulped down air. “No way am I havin’ my first time on a bike.”

  “What happened to waiting?” Chaz was trying not to laugh, the bastard. Then his hand was gone, and damn, Kendis wanted it back.

  Kendis pulled away from him and gaped. “Do you wanna wait?”

  “Hell no.” Chaz gave a shrug. “But we got nowhere to go.” He grinned. “Unless…”

  Kendis glared at him. “Well don’t stop there.”

  “There’s always my place.”

  He blinked. “Er, excuse me? Won’t Jon be there?” What he really meant was, ‘And he’ll hear us fuckin’.’ Because he knew that was in the cards, as surely as night followed day.

  Chaz grinned again. “We’d have to be quiet.” When Kendis opened his mouth to say Hell No, Chaz stopped his words with a single finger. “He did say I could bring a date home, right?”

  Kendis pulled Chaz’s hand away. “Yeah, but to watch movies, not treat the place like some cheap hotel that rents out rooms by the hour.”

  Chaz regarded him steadily. “Where does your momma think you are tonight?”

  “I told her I was seein’ a movie with a friend.” That had meant facing a barrage of questions that morning which he’d sidestepped, telling her he had to go or else he’d be late for work.

  “Then call her up and say you’re stayin’ the night, an’ you’ll be back in the morning,” Chaz announced calmly.

  Kendis became so still. “You want me to… stay the night?” What came to mind was him in Chaz’s bed, the two of them curled up together. A first that he’d dreamed of countless times.

  “Do you want to?”

  It was Kendis’s turn to grin. “You are kidding, right?” He pulled Chaz into a heated kiss, his need increasing. He reached down to the waistband of Chaz’s jeans, popped the button free, then slid the zipper down just a touch, his heart racing as his fingertips encountered Chaz’s pubes.

  Oh my God, he’s gone commando. Another thought came hot on its heels.

  All I have to do is reach inside…

  “Holy fuck,” Chaz whispered. He covered Kendis’s hand with his own. “Don’t take it out. I’m that fucking hard, I’ll never get it back in. Let’s go. What’s he gonna do if he catches us—kick me out?”

  “Hey, he could always join us,” Kendis said with a chuckle. Holy mother of God, there was an image right there. He shoved it aside. That was too damn hot to think about, not to mention wicked as fuck.

  Chaz expelled a long breath. “And you talk about the things I say? Jesus, any more talk like that, an’ I’m gonna come in my jeans.” He got off the bike, reached down to where they’d placed their helmets, picked them up, and handed one to Kendis. “Okay… when we get to the house, I’m gonna sneak you inside.” Chaz got back on, facing the right way.

  “Seriously?” Kendis grabbed onto Chaz’s waist.

  “Hell, I am not walkin’ in there with you. I don’t want him knowin’ what we’re… doing.”

  Kendis thought in a house that small, it was going to be pretty obvious what they were doing, but it wasn’t his call. “Okay,” he said at last. What concerned him most was the prospect of being quiet, because that sounded like a pretty tall order.

  Kendis had watched enough porn to know guys fucking were not quiet.

  Chaz grinned. “Then what are we waitin’ for?” The engine roared into life, and he took off back down the trail. Kendis’s heart was pounding, and he figured that was down to anticipation and fear of Jon walking in on them. It wasn’t long before they were in sight of the house. Chaz switched off the engine, and pushed the bike closer to the garage. Kendis removed his helmet and handed it over.

  This is never going to work.

  Chaz opened the front door and stepped inside, motioning for Kendis to follow him, a finger to his lips.

  “Hey, how was the date?” Jon called out from the living room.

  “Great, thanks.” Chaz pointed to his bedroom and ushered Kendis to it. Once he’d gotten him inside the room, Chaz went into the living room, acting as nonchalant as his racing heartbeat would allow.

  Jon was watching TV. He glanced over at Chaz and smiled. “How was the movie?”

  “Great, thanks.”

  Jon snickered. “Wow. Who knew goin’ on a date could reduce a guy’s vocabulary?”

  Chaz went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. “I think I’m gonna have an early night,” he said lightly as he walked past the couch.

  “Okay. Sleep well.” Jon’s attention was focused on his TV show.

  Resisting the urge to fist pump, Chaz walked to the door. As he crossed the threshold, Jon called out, “You boys keep the noise down, all right?”

  Fuck. Busted.

  “Yeah, okay.” Chaz closed the door behind him, unable to miss Jon’s chuckle. What the fuck? He glanced down at the glass in his hand. Might just as well have gotten two. Fucked if he was going back for another.

  Jon would laugh his ass off.

  He went into his room, where Kendis was standing at the foot of the bed, staring at it. He turned his head when Chaz entered, his eyes wide, his breathing faster than normal.

  Yeah. Chaz could relate.

  He walked over to the nightstand and put down the glass. “Well, so much for sneakin’.”

  “Oh.” Kendis glanced at the bed, then Chaz. “Now what?”

  Chaz approached him slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, then pulled Kendis to join him. “Come ’ere,” he said softly.

  Kendis sat beside him, staring at him. “How can you be so… so calm? My heart feels like it’s gonna burst any second.”

  Chaz had to tell him the truth. “It’s an act. Honest. I feel just the same.” He took hold of Kendis’s hand and brought it to his chest. “Can you feel that?”

  Kendis nodded.

  “See? My heart’s hammerin’ too.” He cupped Kendis’s cheek. “Kiss me again?”

  That radiant smile made Chaz feel like a million dollars. “Oh yeah.”

  Lord, it was divine. Chaz forgot about Jon, forgot about his hard-on that wouldn’t quit, forgot all the urgency that had felt so important not a half hour ago, and lost himself in a kiss that seemed without end. Their tongues met, almost hesitantly, and they both laughed before resuming, only this time there was no laughter, only the sound of their breathing as it quickened. Chaz lowered himself leisurely onto his back, taking Kendis with him, not breaking the kiss but deepening it as they lay together on the bed.

  Oh God, the touching…

  Chaz loved the feel of Kendis’s hands on his body, so gentle, as if he was made of glass and had to be handled delicately. He stroked Kendis’s neck, moving higher to rub his hand over Kendis’s hair, the tight feel of it so different compared to his own mop of curls. Kendis ventured lower, his hand on Chaz’s waist, his hip…

  Chaz took a deep breath, slid his hand down to Kendis’s hip, then moved it until his fingers brushed Kendis’s erection. Kendis caught his breath, gazing at him with eyes that were so dark they were almost black. “It’s okay. You can touch it.”

  Like Chaz was going to be left out of that. “You can too.”

  Kendis chuckled. “Feels like we’re going exploring.”

  He got that right. This was all new territory for both of them.

  Even though he knew it was coming, Chaz gasped when Kendis covered his bulgi
ng crotch with a gentle hand. “It’s so hard,” Kendis whispered, molding his fingers around Chaz’s dick and squeezing.

  Chaz laughed quietly. “Says you. What you got down there, a python?”

  Kendis chuckled, but the sound died in his throat when Chaz mimicked his actions, rubbing the length of Kendis’s cock, the fabric of his jeans stretched tightly over it.

  Fuck, it was hot, the two of them stroking and caressing each other while they kissed, Chaz’s soft moans barely held in check.

  “We gotta be quiet, remember?” Kendis whispered urgently. Then Kendis shifted his weight on top of him, and Chaz grabbed his head, pulling him down into a heated kiss, both of them in motion, their hips rocking.

  Then the rocking got a little faster.

  Kendis slid his hand between their bodies and cupped Chaz’s dick once more. “I wanna see,” he whispered.

  Chaz nodded eagerly, and Kendis was off him in a heartbeat, his fingers stuttering as they freed the button on Chaz’s jeans. Chaz pulled his sweater up over his head and tossed it aside. His tank top sailed through the air to join his sweater on the floor. Kendis grasped his jeans and gave them a good hard tug, freeing Chaz’s cock that slapped against his belly with a dull thud. He knelt on the bed between Chaz’s spread legs, his lips parted, his gaze locked on Chaz’s shaft.

  Having a guy stare at his bare cock sent shivers skating down Chaz’s spine. “Go on,” he whispered encouragingly. Shit, his whole body felt like it was on alert, just waiting for the first touch of Kendis’s fingers on his dick.

  Kendis reached out, and Chaz sighed as his warm hand curled around it. Kendis bent over, getting closer, until Chaz could feel Kendis’s breath on the head. Kendis raised his head and locked gazes with him, his eyes shining. “Can I?”

  Chaz didn’t need to ask what that meant. “Please…” He moaned softly when Kendis gave it a tentative lick. “More,” he begged. Kendis’s breath was warm, but the inside of his mouth was even warmer as he slowly engulfed the head. After so many fantasies about how it would feel, reality was nothing like Chaz had expected.

  It was so much better.

  Chaz had no idea how long he lay there while Kendis worshipped his cock. Time was immaterial. All that mattered was the hot, wet mouth that pleasured him, and the gentle hands that stroked and caressed him.

  Kendis broke off, a little breathless. “Am I doing okay? Does it feel good?”

  Chaz wanted to yell for joy, it felt that fucking good. Instead, he sat up. “Wanna find out for yourself?” And before Kendis could respond, Chaz was scrambling off the foot of the bed, pulling Kendis’s sweater up and off, and shoving his jeans to his ankles. Chaz knelt on the carpet before him, gazing up at the long, thick shaft that jutted out from Kendis’s body. “Oh, look at you,” he sighed.

  Kendis gazed down at him, his lips parted. “Oh Lord, my heart is beating so fast.” His chest rose and fell rapidly.

  Chaz sat back on his haunches to drink in the sight. “You’re beautiful,” he said simply. Soft noises escaped Kendis as Chaz stroked his body, learning the feel of him. “Look at that,” he whispered, gliding his hand over Kendis’s firm belly.

  “Look at what?” Kendis followed Chaz’s hand with his eyes.

  Chaz glanced up at him. “My hand on your skin. I knew it would look amazin’, but fuck…”

  The soft oh that fell from Kendis’s lips told Chaz he saw it too.

  He helped Kendis step out of his jeans before sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him, Kendis’s dick pointing straight at him like an arrow.

  “Yes,” Kendis whispered.

  That was all the invitation Chaz needed. He grasped Kendis’s hips and brought his mouth to the head of that luscious cock.

  “Fuuuuck.” The word came out like a sigh. A shudder ran the length of Kendis’s body, and he brought his hands to Chaz’s head, tugging him onto his shaft. Chaz spluttered and coughed, and Kendis pulled back. “I’m sorry.”

  Chaz squeezed Kendis’s hip. “Don’t go so deep, okay? It’s my fault too. Porn makes it look easier than it is.” He let out a chuckle. “I think the key here is don’t run before you walk.” He tried again, and this time Kendis kept still, letting Chaz take as much as he could manage, Kendis’s sac in one hand while he gently rolled Kendis’s balls through his fingers. He loved the feel of Kendis’s hands on his hair, stroking it and tugging on it a little, his body trembling.

  Chaz pulled free long enough to suck on a finger. Kendis gazed down at him with wide eyes, and Chaz smiled. “I wanna explore some more.” He guided Kendis’s dick back to his lips, then shifted one hand back to pull gently on Kendis’s ass cheek. Chaz reached between Kendis’s thighs until his fingers encountered Kendis’s furry crack.

  “Fuck yeah.” Kendis spread his legs a little wider and reached back too, both of them working together to give Chaz access. Chaz rubbed a bit higher, and Kendis’s breathing hitched when Chaz slid his finger over tightly puckered skin. “There. Holy fuck, there.”

  Chaz moved his finger back and forth, Kendis rocking with him, and all the while he sucked on that beautiful cock. Kendis let go of his ass and stroked Chaz’s hair and shoulders, moving faster, his hips jerking. Chaz pulled free and gazed up at him. “Does it feel good?”

  Kendis nodded, and Chaz removed his finger, only to suck on it some more. He resumed his slow rub over Kendis’s pucker.

  “How about now?” Chaz breached his hole carefully and slowly with that finger, and Kendis shuddered violently. “Too much?”

  Kendis shook his head. “Not enough.”

  Chaz caught his breath. “You want to? Because we don’t have to.” Fuck, his finger was wedged inside Kendis’s tight ass.

  Kendis cupped Chaz’s chin and stared at him, his eyes gleaming. “I want you inside of me.”

  Holy fuck.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Kendis glanced down to where Chaz was pumping his own dick, and swallowed. “Tell me you got lube.” Because they were going to need it.

  Chaz laughed. “I got lube. Condoms. Just say the word.”

  “Now, Chaz. Please?” Kendis pleaded.

  Chaz lurched to his feet and almost ran to the nightstand. He took out a couple of condoms and his lube, then sat on the corner of the bed. Kendis tore open the packet and removed the rolled latex.

  Chaz grabbed it and pinched the teat, unrolling it slowly down his rigid dick. “Like this.” He gazed up at Kendis. “How you wanna do this?”

  Now that was a question.

  Kendis straddled him, Chaz’s legs between his. “Does this work?” He moved as if to sit down, and Chaz stopped him.

  “Uh-uh. First we do this.” Chaz slicked up his fingers, and then gazed up at him from his seated position. “Now reach back and spread yourself for me.” His heart pounding, Kendis pulled his cheeks apart, and Chaz slowly pushed a finger into him.

  Dear Lord, he could feel that.

  Kendis gripped Chaz’s shoulders, biting on his lower lip as Chaz slid his finger in and out, his gaze fixed on Kendis’s face. “You’re so tight. It’s like your body is just sucking me in.” Then he kissed Kendis’s chest and nipples, flicking them with his tongue, while keeping up that leisurely exploration.

  Chaz’s finger felt amazing.

  “Now?” Kendis pleaded.

  “I don’t wanna hurt you,” Chaz whispered. “Gotta warm up that hole, ready for my dick.” Kendis moaned when Chaz added another finger, and Chaz locked gazes with him. “Quiet, remember?”

  Kendis nodded, his breathing staccato. Then he widened his eyes as Chaz pushed both fingers in up to the knuckle. “Holy shit.” He winced. “I’m full.”

  “Not yet, you ain’t.” Chaz moved them slowly, bringing his lips to Kendis’s cock and licking it, sending shivers of pleasure rippling through Kendis. He kept up the sensual finger fuck until Kendis was taking them more easily and his breathing had slowed a little. Then Chaz withdrew them, and Lord, Kendis felt empty.

  Chaz slicke
d up his cock, then held it steady around the root. “You ready for this?”

  Kendis shifted until Chaz’s cock slid through his crack. “Only if you’ve got plenty of lube on it,” he joked. The head brushed over his hole, and he shuddered.

  Chaz stroked Kendis’s shaft. “We do this slowly, all right?”

  Kendis took a deep breath. “All right.”

  “Now, baby… sit on it. Slowly, okay?”

  Kendis gave a single nod as Chaz brought the head of his cock to Kendis’s hole. Chaz looked him in the eye. “Now,” he said quietly, and then there was pressure as the head popped through.

  “Ow.” He winced.

  Chaz stilled instantly. “You want me to pull out?”

  Kendis widened his eyes. “Hell no.” He took a couple of breaths and sank a little lower. “Oh fuck. That feels huge.” He bit his lip. “Lord, you’re big.” Every inch stretched him a little more, and he gasped at the burn.

  Chaz didn’t take his eyes off of Kendis’s face. “It feels amazing.”

  Kendis cupped Chaz’s face with both hands as he sank down onto Chaz’s thick cock, taking it slow. “Oh God, you gotta feel this.”

  “I will,” Chaz assured him.

  Kendis let out another soft moan, before remembering. He quietened. “It’s gotta be all the way in by now.”

  Chaz pulled him down into a kiss. “Any… second…now.”

  Touchdown.

  Kendis locked his arms around Chaz’s neck and kissed him. “Oh God, it’s like I can feel you everywhere,” he whispered. Chaz’s dick was buried to the hilt in his ass.

  “Oh fuck, so tight.” Chaz grabbed Kendis’s waist. “Can you move yet? ’Cause you’re gonna fuck yourself on my dick.”

  Kendis lifted himself up a little, then sank back with a wince. “Okay, not just yet.”