by Andy Gallo
He expected to be rebuffed, but his heart skipped a beat when Nico slid into the open space between Luke’s arms.
“I’m sorry,” Luke whispered into the tender embrace.
Nico’s breath shuddered over his throat and the crook of his neck. “C’mon. Let’s head back.”
Relief swelled in this chest.
The idea of losing Nico . . . even though he didn’t really ‘have’ him . . .
God.
Nico
Isaiah: Want to meet for drinks? The six of us are going out later.
Nico: Maybe? Not sure how late this picnic will go.
Isaiah: You’re still there with your pretend/not pretend BF?
Nico: Have a safe trip home.
The phone buzzed with ’Saiah’s reply, and Nico shoved it in his pocket without reading. He didn’t need to know that ’Saiah was kidding and Nico needed to lighten up.
This needed to stop. Getting upset over the baseball faux pas proved Nico was in too deep already. Friends wouldn’t have felt betrayed, they’d have laughed it off. Friends wouldn’t have run off because they felt so hurt they might cry.
And there it was.
Emotionally, they weren’t just friends, but Nico refused to let them be more. He couldn’t.
Despite all the shit Kent gave him, some part of Luke still saw good in the guy. Still wished things were different, maybe.
Nico couldn’t be a backup boyfriend. Didn’t want to play second fiddle. He needed to come first.
At least he knew what being in love felt like. It was fifty feet in front of him with a finger in Kent’s face. It didn’t take a lip reader to know Luke was standing up for Nico.
Nico scanned the area. No one seemed to be paying attention to Luke and Kent, but he needed to put a stop to their squabble. It wouldn’t help Luke if a partner saw them arguing. Curiously, he didn’t see Sebastian anywhere. Probably had enough of his ‘boyfriend’ constantly talking to his ex.
“Luke,” Kent whined.
“No!” Luke put his hand up. “Just go away.”
Nico steeled his emotions, grabbed Luke’s arm, and tugged gently. “C’mon. That’s enough. Don’t make a scene in front of the partners.”
That got their attention and they both looked around to see if anyone was watching. When Kent turned his gaze back to Luke, Nonna would have been proud of the evil eye Nico gave the asshole.
Nico hooked their fingers and made sure Luke followed.
“Thanks for saving me.” Luke squeezed their fingers. “I didn’t mean for you to have to face him again.”
“How about we socialize and then maybe leave?”
“Why? Got a hot date?”
“Sorta.”
“Huh?” Luke pulled them to a stop. “You never—”
Nico put his fingers over Luke’s lips. “Isaiah asked if we would like to join them for drinks later.”
Luke’s tension ebbed, and Nico couldn’t deny he liked seeing it.
Nico shrugged. “I already told him we had this picnic, but maybe after?”
Luke paused before responding. “You want me to ditch this work crowd to hang out with your friends?”
“Yes, and if it’s not too much to ask, one other thing?”
Luke chuckled. “Name it.”
Nico met his eye. “I don’t ever want to see Kent again.”
Chapter Fifteen
Nico
Nico’s blood ran hot and fizzy. Wine flowed easily with Isaiah and Darren—as did their conversation. Especially the one where Luke spilled the beans about his first time hooking up with a farm boy.
Adorable, and hot—if only a PG retelling.
They left at midnight, navigating SEPTA, missed their stop, and doubled back.
Laughing, Luke led them up the stairs to their apartment. Nico put a finger to his lips. “Quiet. Mrs. R is sleeping.”
His voice echoed off the walls, prompting a louder “shhhh” from Luke. Who promptly tripped over a large, battered box outside their door.
“Holy shit,” Luke said. “The air mattress came.”
Nico eyed the scuffs and dents. “Bet it won’t work.” He fumbled to get the key in the lock.
“Sounds like you’re hoping it doesn’t.” Luke scooped up the box and grunted. “Heavy. How did Mrs. R get it up here?”
Nico snickered as he pushed open their door. “She’s Wonder Woman in disguise.” He twirled around and fell onto their couch.
Laughter filled their apartment, prompting more shushing from Nico.
Luke plunked the box on the floor and staggered. Lightweight.
Nico steadied him. “Let’s get you to bed.”
“Yes, let’s.” He threw his arms around Nico’s head and whispered huskily in his ear, warm breath tickling his sensitive neck. “Take me, Nico.”
Nico sucked in a breath.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a warning flashed: bad idea. “Luke. You’re drunk.”
“Tipsy. Not wasted.” Luke’s tongue teased Nico’s lobe. “I know exactly what I’m doing.”
Nico’s body betrayed him with a moan. “This is a bad idea.”
Luke tightened his hold and nibbled Nico’s neck. “It feels so good with you. How can that be bad?”
Kent. Backup. Second fiddle.
God, those lips did devious things.
His cock pressed achingly hard against Luke’s crotch. “It’s crossing a line.”
“A line we crossed before, and we’re still good.” Luke grabbed Nico’s ass. Tight and firm.
Nico gasped. Yes, but . . .
But . . .
Nico leaned into Luke, canting his hips, reveling in the friction. Luke crushed his lips over Nico’s groan.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Luke whispered between slick, needy kisses. “I want you so bad.”
Nico squeezed Luke’s nape and fucked his tongue into his pleading mouth. Luke tightened around him, all heat and friction, and they stumbled.
Nico’s brain shouted for him to ignore the animalistic lust pounding through him and pull back. Fall any deeper and he was fucked.
Luke threaded their fingers and led Nico to the bedroom.
Every step, hormones shunted logic to the background.
Just one more night. Just fun.
Then they’d go back to being just friends.
Luke
Luke wasn’t sure this was a good idea, but he didn’t care. Watching Nico with his friends, seeing how much color and sass burst out of him . . . Luke shivered. He’d been half-hard all night. Every sentence, every touch lit Luke’s nerve endings.
They were amazing together.
Maybe another round of mind-blowing sex would nudge Nico into the light?
He pulled Nico into a passionate kiss, hands roaming over the hard lines of his sexy body.
He yanked the tails of Nico’s shirt from his shorts, slid his hands under his boxers, and massaged Nico’s amazing ass.
Nico bucked forward, urgently pushing up Luke’s shirt. Luke raised his arms, and Nico broke their kiss, removing the cotton polo. Fingers snapped to his shorts, knuckles massaging his cock as he unbuttoned them. Luke cursed with desire, cupped Nico’s face, and plunged his tongue into his hot mouth.
Nico hummed needily and shoved Luke’s shorts down. Luke stepped out of the material, flinging them away with his foot.
He gripped Nico’s shirt. “Let me—”
“Nope.” Gently but firmly Nico pushed him back onto the bed. “Turnabout is fair play. Tonight, I want you naked first.”
Tonight. Luke loved the way that sounded like there might be more nights. He scooted onto the mattress, leaned back on his elbows, and cocked his brow. “I hope you enjoy the view as much as I did.”
Nico’s eyes blazed. He ripped his shirt off and flung it aside. “Fuck, what are you doing to me?”
“Anything you want.” Everything.
Nico’s eyes locked on Luke’s with a burning intensity that skittered through Luke�
�s veins like wildfire.
Luke reached into the nightstand and pulled out the lube and condoms he’d stashed there.
Nico ditched his clothes and crawled onto the bed, gloriously naked. He settled his warm, heavy weight atop Luke. “Planning ahead, Mr. DeRosa?”
“Fuck, yeah.” He arched wantonly against Nico, cocks rubbing.
Nico shuddered, molding into the thrusts, and Luke looped a leg around the back of Nico’s and rolled them.
He smirked down at a flushed Nico.
Nico raised his head, snatching a kiss, hands pulling and kneading Luke’s ass. A finger slid between his cheeks and touched his opening. Luke moaned his approval. They were definitely going there.
But not yet.
Luke kissed down Nico’s body, ran his tongue around the left nipple, and gently bit. Nico cursed and convulsed hard. “Found a spot, did I?”
“You’re so evil!” Nico tugged Luke. “Let me torture you a bit.”
Luke wriggled free. “You’ll get your chance when you fuck me.”
His cock twitched at the thought of Nico’s thick cock stretching him wide. He sank wet kisses down Nico’s chest, tonguing his treasure trail, smiling at every gasp, groan, and thrust.
Luke’s chin bumped over Nico’s shaft, eliciting some colorful debauched curses. He gripped Nico’s hips and sucked the head of Nico’s cock into his mouth, slowly inching lower.
Luke pulled off, and Nico’s dick flipped against his groin with a smack. “Fuck!”
“We could torture each other simultaneously,” Nico said, swinging sideways. He steered Luke’s legs around him and engulfed his pulsing-hard cock.
Luke cried out, nerve endings crackling as the head hit the back of Nico’s throat.
He rocked into the tight, wet heat, arousal gripping every inch of his body from his curling toes to his fingers that clutched the sheets on either side of Nico’s thighs.
Luke lifted Nico’s cock, took a deep breath, relaxed his throat, and plunged down. Nico hissed.
“Jesus, Luke. Fuck yeah.” Nico devoured Luke’s cock, grabbing his ass, burying Luke deeper.
Luke moaned around Nico’s length, arms hugging Nico’s butt. They were gloriously pressed together, buried in each other’s mouths and throats.
Luke bobbed up for air, and quickly plunged down again.
He had to stop, or he’d come. He raised his hips and his dick left Nico’s mouth with a wet pop. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
“I know.” Nico grabbed Luke’s shaft and lazily jerked him. “It’s one of my favorite things to do.”
Would be one of Luke’s favorites after tonight. Moving around, he straddled Nico’s spit-covered cock and wiggled his ass. “I hope fucking is another favorite.”
“Definitely.” Nico rocked against him. “Want to start like this? Or do you prefer a different position?”
“I love to ride.” Nico’s cock throbbed in response to Luke’s answer. “But I warn you it makes me come fast.”
Nico reached for the supplies Luke had set out. “Want me to pull out as soon as you shoot?”
And there was why he wanted Nico. Concerned more about Luke than getting off. Most guys he’d been with never asked. “Keep going. I’ll let you know when I need you to stop.”
He needed him to stop when Nico came.
“Sounds good.” Nico stared at the condom and lube. “This might sound weird, but can you put the condom on me while I lube your ass? I know it sounds weird, but I—”
Luke cut him off, crushing their lips together. “Fuck, yeah. That sounds hot.”
“Yeah?” Nico’s face lit up. “I’ve always wanted to do this.”
Lust filled Nico’s gaze. Luke loved the idea that he could give Nico something he’d never done. He plucked the condom from Nico’s hand and turned around.
“Go slow?” Kent wasn’t small, but he wasn’t Nico either. “It’s been a while.”
“I’ll be as gentle as you like.”
The lube lid snapped open, and something cool trickled over his hole.
Nico rubbed the flat of his finger over the bajillion nerve endings and teased a finger inside.
Precome pooled onto Nico’s pelvis, and he pushed back, eager for more.
Nico snorted. “Or as rough as you like.”
“God, Nico. More.” Luke hissed as a second caressing finger joined the first. “I want you so bad.”
“Suit me up.” Nico twisted his fingers, grazing his prostate, and Luke gasped, rutting for more friction.
“I can’t see straight with you doing that to me.” Closing his eyes, he tore open the foil wrapper.
Liquid flowed down his crack, and Nico’s fingers darted in and out of him. “I don’t want you even a tiny bit straight.”
Luke laughed, muscles clenching around Nico’s fingers. “Stop that.”
“What? Making you laugh?” Nico rubbed, making Luke’s cock jump. “Or this?”
Luke laughed again. “Fucker! Stop torturing me so I can get this damn thing on.” He rolled the ring of latex over the glans and pushed it lower with his hand.
“Bossy bottom much?” Nico twirled his fingers back and forth, slipped them out, and pushed the bottle of lube forward. “Can you put some on, please?”
“Now who’s bossy?”
Luke poured some lube into his right hand. He coated Nico’s cock, smirking when Nico shivered under him.
“The things you do to me, Luke.”
Good. Luke wanted to do things to him. Wanted Nico to take a chance on him.
Luke tossed the bottle aside and pumped his cock with the excess lube. He really wouldn’t last long. Facing Nico, he positioned himself and looked down. Nico fucked Luke with his gaze.
“God, I want you,” Luke said.
Nico sat up, eyes locking on Luke’s, and pulled him into a kiss.
Luke kissed him back, sinking into the burn as the thick head of Nico’s cock pressed into him.
Their kiss hitched when Nico cleared his ring. The burn increased until he was fully impaled. Lips locked together, Luke adjusted to the wonderfully thick cock, Nico’s wonderfully thick cock, buried deep inside him.
Nico lay patiently, letting Luke dictate their pace. When Luke rose up, he sucked in air and lifted his head.
“Easy.” Nico steadied his hands on Luke’s hips. “Take it slow.”
Luke pulled up until only the head remained inside. “Hell, no.” He plunged down hard. “Fuck me, Nico.”
Nico tentatively thrust. “Are you sure?”
“I wanna feel you tomorrow when you’re not here.”
Gripping Luke’s hips, Nico guided him up, and when he sank back, Nico rose up, meeting him hard.
“Oh, yeah,” Luke whispered huskily. “Give it to me. Fuck me good.”
Luke stroked himself.
Nico felt way too good inside him, brushing Luke’s prostate with every wild in-stroke.
Panting, Luke closed his eyes, sensation mounting, mounting, mounting as he chased after his orgasm. “I’m gonna come. Kiss me!”
Nico kissed him hard, pistoning in and out of Luke’s ass. Luke moaned, and the first shot hit his chin, second, third, and fourth volleys spurting over their torsos.
Nico pushed himself all the way inside and stopped.
“Keep going. It’s okay.”
“Too late.” He grunted. “So hot.”
Nico’s grip on him relaxed, and Luke pressed a soft kiss on his lips. “God, Nico. That was amazing.”
“You’re amazing.”
They kissed languidly, and Nico pulled back, lazily admiring Luke.
“You quiet types certainly surprise.” He skated a ticklish finger through the come on Luke’s chest. “You really are a bossy bottom, aren’t you?”
Luke nipped a kiss and scrambled to the bathroom for a warm, wet cloth. “When I bottom, I like to get fucked.” He cleaned Nico’s chest, lips hitching. “But watch out, I top like I bottom.”
Nico’s smile widened. “
That better be a promise.”
Luke woke in the middle of the night to a moonlight-drenched room, arm draped over Nico. His hard cock pressed against the cleft of Nico’s ass.
Nico pushed back against Luke, squeezing his butt tight around Luke’s cock. “I’m so glad you stick to your promises,” he said sleepily.
“Mmm?” Luke rocked into the hugging hold of Nico’s hot ass cheeks. “You want this inside you?”
Nico burrowed back, tighter, closer. “Fuck yeah.”
“Good.” Luke nibbled the earlobe by his mouth, eliciting the moan he’d hoped for. “Because I want to be inside you, bad.”
He lowered his hand and fisted Nico’s cock. Precome leaked over the head, and Luke plied his thumb over the sticky fluid.
Nico gasped, and Luke murmured in his ear, “I need to see your face.” Luke rolled on top of Nico, their cocks grinding as he pressed close, eliciting a ragged moan.
Nico wriggled beneath Luke, and fuck, Luke needed.
“Oh God, Luke!”
“Like that, did you?”
Nico tried to return the favor, but Luke grabbed his arms and used his weight to keep Nico down.
“Nuh-uh.” Luke shook his head and smiled wickedly. “I’m taking care of you right now.” He leaned forward and licked the side of Nico’s neck.
“Oh, fuck! That’s hot.”
“Yeah?” Luke shimmied down and blew softly along the side of Nico’s stomach. Nico writhed beneath him, and Luke kept inching up his body. He flicked his tongue across a nipple and swirled it around.
A low growl rumbled through Nico’s body. Keeping his lips around the small nub, Luke bit gently on the sensitive skin.
“Uhh!” Nico’s body arched, and Luke leaned on him, pinning him down.
“So responsive.” Luke swiped his tongue along Nico’s other side. “Let’s see what happens when I move lower.”
He inched his way down, dusting Nico’s body with light kisses. Nico tensed and sucked in short breaths. Luke’s chin touched the tip of Nico’s leaking cock, and he raised his head. Shifting slightly, he pushed up on the shaft and swallowed half Nico’s dick.
