by LL Dahlin
“Remember when I didn’t want to talk about what happened before you left?” Scott’s tone was quiet and it reminded Bailey of how they spoke to each other the night when it all went down.
“Yes, I remember. You said you never wanted to talk about it and that it was old news, water under the bridge, and we should let bygones be bygones. Right?” Bailey asked, knowing he was being a dick, but hoping it would get them back to the friendly camaraderie they’d had growing up. Everything between them was so intense all the time.
“Right,” Scott said and then laughed. “Maybe I want to hear about it more than I let on. Now that I think about it.”
“Since you had more of an idea of what you were doing, I’d like to hear from you first.” Bailey put his hand on the back of the couch and turned toward Scott. Not to intimidate him, but to listen and really hear what the man was trying to say.
The sigh that followed was long and deep…like he’d held that breath since the day Bailey left as a plug to keep in what had happened. “Honey had broken up with you and you were so upset. I’d always followed you around so I was practically there when you were dumped.”
“You were very helpful at that time. Ollie had his own girlfriend and although he was comforting it was great having you around.”
“You needed me and I soaked that shit in like a thirsty sponge sucks up water. I knew you were going away to the Air Force in a short while, but until that day in the truck it didn’t seem real. I appreciated how you and my brother had always kept the bullies away when I was younger, but you didn’t know how I really thought of you. I knew you were straight and I also knew you were my brother’s best friend, but as we talked about everything and nothing under the stars I felt like you’d understand what I was feeling and maybe you felt something for me too.”
The look on Scott’s face and his whole demeanor transported his whole tough cop/bouncer persona to the young teen who used to look at him like he could fix the world. He couldn’t count the times Ollie wanted the little guy to leave them alone, but Bailey had always welcomed him. He’d liked him being around, but there was more to it, even if he hadn’t voiced it to anyone. The day he’d gone over to the house for Scott’s birthday party / get together by the pool and the newly 18 year old Scott had hopped out of the pool when he’d arrived had made Bailey feel like he was in the middle of a corny teenage rom-com. He couldn’t see anybody but Scott. The workouts he’d been doing were paying off and the lean muscles had grabbed his attention unlike anything else had up to that point.
“Anyway. I put my hand in yours and you didn’t do anything, so I straddled your big body like a bronco.” Scott glanced at the television, but Bailey could see the small smile on his face, but he wasn’t sure if embarrassment or some other emotion made him want a break from eye contact.
Bailey huffed out a laugh thinking about what had happened. “I was shocked, but I also wanted to see what you’d do.”
Scott moved a little closer to him on the couch. “I was hard when I hopped on you, but when I felt your thick cock throb under me, I went crazy. I kissed you and rubbed against you like a cat in heat.”
“I think we both know there was more to it than that. You want to take the heat for this, but I’m calling foul. You brought your mouth within inches of mine, but you stopped and it was the longest few seconds of my life. I thought it was a pause, but as the seconds ticked away I knew what you were giving me.”
Scott looked away from Bailey to the television again and the sight of the man’s neck almost did him in. What was it with him wanting to taste Scott’s skin? Bailey reached for the remote and turned the television off. Scott waited a few breaths before turning his attention back to Bailey, who was unable to hold his words until his friends amber gaze settled back on him.
“You gave me a chance to stop you. A chance to say no, but I didn’t take it, did I?” Bailey put his hand on Scott’s face and turned it toward him. “Did I?”
Scott shook his head.
“From the day of you turned 18, maybe a time or two before that, I’ve had a lot of confusion when it comes to you. I’m not a big talker or the assessor of my feelings, but at that time I didn’t like what being around you told me about myself.”
“I know. I’m not sure what would have happened if people didn’t just assume I was gay. It wasn’t ever really a question and it seemed like everyone just knew…I’ve only recently understood that to be a good thing because hiding wasn’t an option.” Scott shrugged.
“It’s probably because you were and are so very pretty.”
Scott punched Bailey in the arm playfully. “You always say that. I used to think you were such an asshole for saying it.”
“I was being honest then and I’m being honest now. You’ve buffed up a bit and the scruff adds another dimension to your look, but you’ve still got a sweet face.”
“What? Like a woman?”
“No. Just like a pretty boy back then and a very hot guy as we speak. I did say it in jest when I was younger, just playing with you, but it was true.” It was Bailey’s turn to feel the warmth of embarrassment. It was difficult saying things he’d normally just hear in his head, but he’d done some damage on his way out of town years ago and it was way past time to clean this up.
“So after we got off you asked me very politely to move and then drove me home. You didn’t fuss or fight or argue with me. I just never saw you again, until you tried to break up a fight in the middle of a bar while I was on duty.” Scott had put the question to him with a slight smile and a bit of sass but Bailey could tell that’s what he was the most hurt about.
“Like I said, I didn’t like how I was feeling and what it said about me. I wasn’t ready to be…attracted to a man. I figured it was because I’d never—”
“Never what?” Scott frowned as he asked.
“Um, I’d never been dumped. Maybe I was heartbroken.” Bailey wasn’t ready to let that out of the bag and he didn’t even know why it was important any more but it was.
“So she dumped you and you never saw her again and you did the same to me?” Scott didn’t look like he was so hot on how this conversation was going, but Bailey had decided that from now on he was going to live his truth, whatever it was. He had men who hadn’t returned from their time as enlisted personnel and he could have been among them, but he wasn’t and he was going to live to the fullest.
He grabbed Scott’s hand. “It probably seems like that, but I didn’t even put that together. Was I running? Yes, I was and for that I’m sorry.”
Scott pulled back his hand and scooted back a few inches on the couch. He returned his gaze to the television that wasn’t on and Bailey wondered what was going on in his mind.
“Looks like you’re pissed and that I understand, but I’ve got to ask…what happens now?”
Chapter 10
“What happens now?” Scott repeated like a stupid parrot. It was hard to believe that he was even getting this kind of closure. The man had been a part of his life forever and then poof he was gone. He had gotten the man out of his mind as much as he could and then poof he was back. “You don’t even know what you’re doing. Have you been with a man before?” He turned back toward Bailey because he wanted to see his expression when he answered the question.
Bailey shook his head. “The night with you crossed my mind a time or two and I thought about trying something with a guy when I was hit on, but it never went further than a thought. I went to The Male Box to once and for all figure out if I had a thing for guys, although the fact that I had questions had me thinking that something is there.”
“What did you find out when you went to The Male Box?”
“I found that you throw a hell of a right hook.” Bailey smiled, and it was hard for Scott not to give him one in return but he quelled it. The deep voice Scott had missed so much quieted down to almost a whisper. “I also found out that I’m still very attracted to you.”
Scott had turned from sitting on
the couch facing him to facing the television. He wasn’t going to focus on the inner teen that was so happy about the last sentence he wanted to bounce on the couch with happiness. Scott was older and wiser now, so he had to get real with his questions. “So you’re in the experimental stage?”
“I guess?” Bailey answered his question with another and Scott knew he was staring at him, he could feel the warm gaze like a caress.
“I’m not really good at being the subject of the gay experiment that, but I can help out like I said I would. It’s only right since you protected my ass all through school.”
“So for protecting your ass you’re going to let me fuck it too?” Bailey’s joking tone lifted the mood of the room and Scott held on to it like a lifeline. If he was going to get through this with just minor injuries he was going to have to take all of this lightly.
“Ha…If anyone will be getting fucked it will be you. I don’t bottom for anyone, but it doesn’t have to just be about either one of us sticking our cocks in ass. There are other things we can do, but I’m only going to be a starter. I’m bending my personal rules about experimental straight men for you.” Scott chanced a look in Bailey’s direction. He appeared to be thinking this over.
“Are you saying I’m a one and done?”
“Well, since we’ve already done one and I’m suggesting this, I’m going to say it’s not quite that, but this isn’t an exclusive thing. If you see someone that draws your interest, then feel free to see them. The same goes for me.”
Bailey pulled Scott across his lap and it took him a bit off guard. Sometimes he forgot how big Bailey was, but he quickly remembered how much he liked feeling securely held tight against the large man’s body.
“So if we’re here together and neither of us are attached, then this would be alright?” Bailey kissed him just like he liked it. Hard and devouring. His tongue was demanding he respond and when he answered back Bailey moaned low and deep. The sound wrapped around his cock like a physical touch so much it was hard not to pump his hips to get more friction. Bailey broke the kiss and they both sounded like they’d run a quick sprint. It took a minute for Scott to remember he’d been asked a question.
“Sure.”
“So with this experimentation?” Bailey was playful and arousing, but Scott needed to remember what this was.
“Yeah?”
“Will I actually get to see your cock this time? Each time we’ve fooled around there has been intense rubbing and a huge sticky mess in my pants, but no actual skin was viewed or touched.” Bailey rubbed his large hands up and down Scott’s back.
There was something Scott really liked about big men. He didn’t know or care what that said about him, but he felt very protected. “Is this you saying you want to see my cock?”
“No. This is me saying I want to taste your cock and I want to see you come. I’ve never seen that sight and I think about it constantly. I’ve missed it twice, but I won’t miss it again.”
“You never have to ask me. Just help yourself.” Scott liked that they were getting back to playful banter until he found himself flipped onto his back with Bailey pulling down his sweat pants. Although it seemed like he kept a half chub around the man all the time, he couldn’t remember a time when his cock was as hard as it was now. Self-doubt wasn’t a usual companion of his either, but that fucker had taken up residence inside his head and was now unpacking his shit like he wanted to stay a while. He’d never had any complaints about the size or function of his cock, but he was actually feeling a bit anxious about both when Bailey took him into his hand.
“I’ve seen porn, but this is my first time actually doing this. Tell me if I fuck it up.” Bailey was pumping his hand up and down Scott’s shaft slowly. Staring at it like it was going to do something magical and it was. All the magic inside was going to spurt onto his face if he didn’t give him a minute.
Scott put his hand over Bailey’s. “Hold on a second.”
“I’ve been waiting forever. You said to help yourself…are you changing your mind?”
“N…no.” It was hard to think let alone have a conversation when his cock was engulfed in Bailey’s large fist.
“Good.” Bailey licked the head of his cock like it was a delicate ice cream cone and he did it with a sense of awe that came through loud and clear.
Keeping his hips from moving was what Scott was supposed to be doing, but it was a tough task. The next lick had been less tentative, but just watching Harold Fucking Bailey holding his cock in his hand, staring at it intently and working his way up to do more was more arousing than the most talented cock sucker could ever be.
“I’ve wanted to do this since you pulled your dripping wet body out of the pool on your 18th birthday. I’ve thought about doing what I’m doing so often it feels like I should know what to do by now.” Bailey looked up at his face when he spoke to him, but watching his mouth so close to his cock wasn’t something that was going to make him able to let Bailey do what he wanted. Scott was at an nine plus on the scale of arousal and his balls were drawn up tight.
“Why don’t we take off our clothes, then I can see you too?” Scott thought that idea might buy him a few minutes and he could use it to cool off a bit. It probably wouldn’t be enough to ease the pressure that had built up in his balls, but it could give him a slight break from the intenseness of the moment.
“I don’t want to let you go.” Bailey looked into Scott’s eyes as he opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the head of Scott’s cock. He took in a little more until more than half of his shaft had disappeared inside the warm cavern of his mouth.
Scott’s hips bucked and he let his head fall back. He really wanted to close his eyes, but the sensation seemed to be even more intense with his eyes closed.
“Look at me, Scott. I want to see your face when you come. I’ve waited for this shit so long it’s like this moment isn’t real.” Bailey had lifted his head away from Scott’s cock to talk, but the steady, rhythmic hand strokes had continued and Scott gave into the desire to fuck his buddy’s fist. He met the man’s thrusts and could feel his abs quivering as his orgasm drew closer.
“Fuuuuck, Bailey.” There was no way this wasn’t going to end with one of the biggest loads Scott had ever blown and gone was his desire to go slow for the newbie. With one foot braced on the couch and the other on the floor, he lifted his hips to get his cock deeper into Bailey’s hot mouth. “Unless you want your mouth full you’d better move.”
Bailey kept his gaze glued to Scott’s face and grunted. The way he remained latched onto his cock Scott could only assume he wasn’t going to move. Just watching his cock go in and out of Bailey’s mouth was going to push him over the edge, but the intense concentration while he sucked him off and the beard hair that slid against him with each downward stroke was hiking his response higher.
“I’m serious, man. Fuck!” Scott looked down and swore the man was trying not to smile and the glint in his eye reminded him of how sexy he sounded when he laughed. His body tightened and all his muscles froze as his cock spurted hard. Scott’s abs contracted and released so quickly it took his breath away. The shouts and moans that filled the room were so loud and hard to hold back they almost mocked him. Scott closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath.
“That was pretty hot, Scotty.” Bailey had licked his cock clean and was sitting between his legs.
“Don’t call me Scotty.” He opened up one eye and closed it again after he got a look at the pride and happiness on Bailey’s face.
“Dude, I’m sitting here with a gut full of your swimmers. I should be able to call you whatever I want.” Bailey leaned in and licked the space right beside Scott’s belly button.
Scott opened his eyes and found himself face to face with Bailey.
“I finally watched you come and fuck, that was hot. We can take this however you want to take it, but know that for you I’m willing to take whatever you give me.”
Looking at Bailey’s f
ace as he begged for crumbs did something to his resolve, but he couldn’t give in. This man wasn’t just a regular man trying to experiment with his sexuality. This was his Bailey. His Bailey. He didn’t know how he was going to survive this when it was over, but he wanted to give the man as much as he could.
“Let me up.”
He watched the troubled expression cloud Bailey’s face as he got up off him. Scott stood up and placed his hand on Bailey’s cock. It was so massive it was hard to believe all that didn’t split his pants.
Bailey laid his hand over his and drew in a deep breath. “Let’s just be done for now. You look like you’re headed into a battle with yourself. I know how that feels because I’ve been there. I don’t want you to have that with me.”
“I don’t want to leave you like this when you’ve done so well by me.”
“That’s not how I want you. I want you to be all in and do whatever we do because you want to, because I wanted to taste your cock for years. I’m happy, but you’re conflicted.”
“I’m not—”
“Honesty only,” Bailey said as he backed away from Scott.
Scott couldn’t help but look longingly at Bailey’s cock, because he really wanted to try the man out. He couldn’t count the times he’d thought about being on his knees and taking Bailey in his mouth or deep within his body. He’d said he didn’t bottom for anyone and he didn’t anymore, but he knew if Bailey wanted him he’d give in. “I may be a little conflicted.”
“That’s better. I’m going to head up to my room and get some sleep and you think about what you’re passing up.” Bailey smiled as he rubbed Scott’s hand down to his balls and back to the tip of his cock before removing both of their hands and backing away. It was the smile that made Scott’s heart speed up like it always had and he shook his head at his friends teasing.
“Hey, I offered.”
