Dreamspinner Press Year Three Greatest Hits

by Jenna Hilary Sinclair

  Tentatively, Geoff slipped his hand just beneath the hem of Eli’s pajama top, his fingers tracing the skin of his lower back. “Can I?”

  The answer was Eli capturing his lips again and wriggling slightly on top of him, so Geoff slipped both hands around his back, sliding them beneath the fabric, and began mapping the contours of the strong back, learning every contour, every muscle, with his hands. The bumps of Eli’s spine, the dimples above his butt, the curve of his shoulder blades, all slid beneath his hands as Geoff mapped what felt like acres of smooth, soft skin that he’d been longing to touch since that first glimpse weeks earlier. His body was pushing him to go faster, the desire ramping up quickly, but he tamped it down, keeping it under control, reminding himself that this was Eli’s first time and he wanted—needed—it to be special, and that required patience.

  Eli kept kissing him, and warm hands slid along his bare chest and ribs, Eli doing his own bit of exploring. Geoff took the pajama top by the hem and lifted it up, Eli pulling away from his lips only long enough for the top to slip over his head and off his arms. Then those lips were back, even hungrier than before, tongue exploring as their chests pressed together, the feel of skin against skin sublime. Geoff wrapped his arms around Eli’s back, hugging him close, a hand cradling the head of dark hair, their lips nibbling on each others’.

  Geoff sat up slowly, their lips parting on their own. “Lean back, Love.” His lips slid away from Eli’s, licking and sucking their way down his neck to the divot where it met his shoulder. He gently worked the spot with his tongue, and Eli whimpered softly into his ear. Geoff kissed his way down Eli’s chest, tasting the smooth skin before capturing one of the hard bullets between his teeth. “Fuck… you have perfect nipples.” Geoff nibbled and licked the perky bud, and Eli began to vibrate with excitement as Geoff held him in his arms. Eli’s skin tasted wonderful: salty sweet with just a hint of sweaty musk.

  “Geoff….” At least he thought Eli was saying his name—it came out as a soft gurgled cry of pleasure. He pulled his tongue back, making sure he wasn’t hurting him.

  Eli’s eyes widened. “Why’d you stop?” It came out as a soft whine as he mashed his chest against Geoff’s face, obviously wanting more.

  “Didn’t want to hurt you, Tiger.” Eli squirmed as Geoff kissed his way to the other nipple, swirling his tongue around it before flicking the hard nub with his tongue. Eli began wriggling against him, his breathing becoming heavier, his whimpers more insistent. If Geoff had a fetish, it was for nipples—small, firm ones that jutted out just enough for him to flick with his tongue—and Eli’s were absolute perfection. To make things even better, Eli’s seemed to be really sensitive.

  Geoff felt Eli’s hands on his shoulders, and he was pushed back against the pillow, taking Eli along with him. Then tongue and lips latched into one of his nipples, giving him the same treatment he’d given Eli. “Yes!”

  Encouraged, Eli nibbled a little harder as Geoff began vibrating on the bed. “Use your teeth lightly.” Eli did, and Geoff thought his head was going to explode. “Yessss!”

  He felt Eli smile against his chest as he switched to the other side, scraping his teeth over the bud, zinging Geoff with a jolt that went straight to his groin. “That’s incredible, Tiger.”

  Eli swirled his tongue around the bud as he worked his hands beneath Geoff and down into his sleep pants, cupping his butt with his palms as Geoff lifted Eli’s head and kissed him hard, flipping them on the mattress. With another kiss he shifted off to the side and slid his hands down Eli’s hips, taking his pajama bottoms with them, pulling them off his legs and sitting back to look.

  Eli was more magnificent than Geoff could ever have imagined. Pale pink smooth skin, dark patches of hair in all the right places, long meaty manhood arching toward his belly button, and strong, work-hardened muscles straining just beneath the skin.

  “Show me what you like, Tiger.” Geoff stroked the skin of the long, powerful, legs as he watched Eli’s eyes get big as saucers. “What?”

  “I’ve never done that. Well, maybe a few times.” A sudden look that Geoff could only describe as shame crossed the angelic face.

  “There’s no such thing as shame here, not in this house and certainly not in my bed.” Geoff leaned forward, kissing and licking the skin of his pelvic dimple. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of when showing your love.” He kissed down to Eli’s knee. “There’s nothing here that’s shameful.” He started kissing his way back up. “Nothing at all.” His lips reached Eli’s groin, and he ran his tongue along his length before wrapping a hand around the hot, silky hardness and pulling gently, watching as the foreskin covered the head and then retreated. “So beautiful.” Geoff leaned forward, bringing his lips close to the full head.

  Eli gasped, “What are you doing?” as Geoff opened his mouth and sucked him down. Eli made some sort of gasping noises as Geoff took him to the base, relaxing his throat to take everything Eli had. The salty tanginess danced on his tongue as he pulled back and then took him again, this time sucking hard, pulling him into his mouth.

  “Can I?” Eli moaned as Geoff worked his hands under Eli’s butt and encouraged him to move, and soon Eli was thrusting gently, moaning all the while. Geoff could tell Eli was getting close; his whimpers were becoming higher pitched and a little louder each time. That Eli was making these sounds for him was thrilling beyond measure. Eli started to shake as he tried to hold himself off, but the need was just too great, and he barreled over the brink, shaking and crying out as he spilled years of pent-up desire. Geoff swallowed and swallowed, not willing to miss a drop as Eli jerked beneath him.

  “I’ve got you.” Geoff talked him down, letting him relax back on the pillow, holding his body close. “You’re so beautiful when you come.” Eli’s heaving breaths subsided, and he started to squirm, and then he got up and pushed Geoff onto the pillows, attacking him with kisses on his lips, neck, and chest.

  Eli kept going lower. Geoff felt fingers circle his length, traveling slowly up and down his shaft. “Is this okay?” Eli gingerly ran his tongue and lips along the shaft and licked the head before slowly taking it in.

  “Careful, Tiger.” Geoff could barely breathe. He had expected Eli to be more reticent, but he was definitely turning into the tiger Geoff called him. He took more and more of Geoff into his mouth, sucking hard as he did. “Good Lord.” Hot wetness grabbed onto him and pulled him in, Eli sucking on him hard before letting him go and sucking him in again. There was no finesse, but the enthusiasm was driving Geoff out of his mind. Pressure quickly built deep inside him. “Eli….” His climax shot through him, and that was all the warning he was able to give as he emptied himself down Eli’s throat.

  He felt Eli swallowing, but there was too much for him. Eli knelt on the bed, smiling, as he swallowed. Then he wiped his mouth and licked his hand. Geoff groaned—that looked so decadent. Good God, he’d expected Eli to be shy, and instead what he got was aggressive, almost wanton.

  Geoff collapsed back on the pillow while Eli kissed him sweetly. “How long before we can do that again?” Geoff looked down, and sure enough, Eli was already raring to go.

  Geoff smiled. “Okay, Tiger, lay down on your back.” The bed bounced as Eli hurried to comply. Geoff positioned himself between Eli’s outstretched legs. “Your job is to tell me what you like.” Eli’s eyes widened as he nodded his head. Geoff spread the long legs and settled between them, sucking first one, then both of Eli’s balls into his mouth. Eli immediately started making soft pleasure noises. Then he released the meaty balls and lifted Eli’s knees, pushing them toward his chest and licking down his cleft.

  “Geoff—”

  “Do you like it?”

  “By all the stars… yes.” Geoff kept going, running his tongue lower and lower, slowly zeroing in on his target. “Are you sure?”

  Eli threw his head back, whimpering softly as Geoff’s tongue circled his opening before teasing the puckered skin. Eli went wild, thrusting into Geoff
’s face, breathing in ragged breaths.

  “I take it you like that?” Geoff got some sort of unintelligible response and then began to tongue the opening in earnest, thrusting deep. Taking one of Eli’s hands, Geoff placed it on Eli’s length, and Eli began to stroke himself, whining and whimpering, as Geoff skewered him with his tongue. The muscles clenched, and Eli went stiff.

  “I love you.” Geoff shifted his gaze to Eli’s face and eyes as he watched him come, his Tiger coating himself with white ribbons, telling him he loved him.

  Geoff lowered Eli’s legs back to the bed and stepped to the bathroom, returning with a warm cloth and towel. After gently cleaning away Eli’s release, Geoff dried him and threw the cloths in the bathroom. Turning around, he saw Eli getting off the bed looking around for his pajamas. Geoff took Eli in his arms, stopping his movement. “You don’t need those. Come to bed with me.”

  Eli nodded and Geoff guided him to the bed. They got between the sheets, Eli curling next to Geoff. The room was now quiet, and the sounds of the night encroached into the room. Cricket chirps carried through the open window on the summer breeze, lulling them to sleep.

  Chapter 11

  GEOFF WOKE to the warm morning light peeking through the window and the sweet feel of his lover lying next to him on the bed—his beautiful, sweet, hot, new lover. And with the light came a chance to see him in all his glory. Long strong legs with just a dusting of dark hair, a high, firm, dimpled butt, soft and smooth to the touch, and a muscled back, warm to his touch. Geoff rolled onto his side, and Eli moved back against him, spooning them together, Geoff’s morning arousal sliding between his lover’s cheeks as he stroked his smooth chest and abdomen.

  Eli’s head rolled to the side. “Morning.”

  “Morning, Tiger.” Eli smiled as Geoff kissed him gently. “You feel so nice.” Geoff’s hand had begun to wander across his chest, down his belly, and along the pulsing erection. Eli moaned softly, shifting his hips slightly to give Geoff better access. “So beautiful; love those noises you make just for me.” Geoff stroked again, rubbing his thumb over the head, and he felt his lover’s hips begin to thrust just a little. Lying back on the bed, he nudged Eli to turn and lay on top of him, lips connecting, bodies touching from chest to toes, Eli rocking gently, their arousals moving and rubbing together. “My sweet Tiger.”

  Eli moaned and shifted, kissing hard, and Geoff petted and stroked, not able to get enough of this wonderful man who threw himself into loving him. Eli was moaning into the kisses, making soft mewling noises, and Geoff was making his own sounds, the feel of Eli’s skin against him driving him out of his mind.

  “Geoff, gonna….” Geoff ran his hands down Eli’s back and over his butt, sliding a finger down his cleft, lightly pressing against his opening. “Geoff!” Eli cried out, throwing his head back as he spilled between them with Geoff following right behind.

  Holding Eli close, Geoff soothed and stroked his Tiger down from his orgasmic high, kissing and loving the remarkable man. Sounds of movement in the house broke their reverie, and Eli started to squirm nervously.

  “It’s okay; just relax,” Geoff soothed.

  “But, Len….”

  Geoff couldn’t help smiling. “I think he already knows.”

  Eli’s attention, which had wandered to the door, snapped right back to Geoff.

  “We weren’t exactly quiet last night, or this morning for that matter.” Eli started to redden, but Geoff kissed him, sliding his lips over Eli’s. “No shame, remember?” Geoff wasn’t sure himself how he felt about Len hearing them make love, but he wasn’t going to let Eli see it.

  Slowly, they got up. Geoff grabbed the towel he’d used the night before, wiping Eli’s stomach before he wiped his own. Eli picked up his pajamas off the floor and put them back on before getting a kiss and leaving the room. Geoff whistled softly as he went into the bathroom to clean up. He looked at the shower, and his mind flashed to an image of him and Eli beneath the spray. He had to push it away so he could finish his morning routine.

  Eli was already in the kitchen, and Geoff could hear him and Len talking as he entered the room.

  “Eli and I have agreed that you can go riding today, but afterward, you’re taking a nap and resting. You can work on the books if you want. Tomorrow you can start some light chores.” Len looked so serious, but then he broke into a smile and shook his head. “Sorry… I shouldn’t be telling you what to do. But I hope you’ll take it easy for another day.”

  Geoff held up his hand in surrender. “I will. I promise. Maybe we’ll ride to the south pasture, check on that portion of the herd, and head back. I’ll get my ride and help you out at the same time.”

  “Fair enough, but don’t overdo it.”

  Geoff agreed, and they ate breakfast as Eli and Len talked about the day’s chores. The guys came in toward the end of the meal, and everyone got their orders before heading out.

  Geoff finished his breakfast and did the dishes before heading to the barn. Eli had already gotten his horse saddled and ready, and the two of them mounted and rode out. It felt good to be outside in the sunshine again. Kirk was itching to go, but Geoff had to hold him back. He wasn’t sure he was ready for full-on galloping yet, and the path they were on was a little too rocky.

  “I’ve been wondering,” Geoff said. “Would you like to visit your family? You haven’t seen them since you came here. I could take you if you like.”

  “I was going to ask Len if he’d take me to visit them.” Geoff looked at his lover, trying to decide if he should be hurt. “I can’t have you take me. I know they’d see the way I look at you and that would be trouble for them.”

  “I’m sorry.” Geoff was terribly sorry that the way he felt for Eli was causing him trouble.

  Eli pulled back on the reins, stopping Twilight, and Geoff did the same. Slowly Eli brought them close together. “No shame, remember?” The leather of the saddle creaked as Eli leaned slightly to kiss him.

  Those lips touched his, and Geoff forgot everything else. The horses, the field, the farm, everything else faded away. Then the lips were gone, and the world began moving again, and his brain started to function. What Eli said made sense, because he didn’t know if he could keep the joy off his face when he looked at Eli. He hated hiding, but he knew in this case it was Eli’s only option, short of cutting all ties with his family, and that was something Geoff could never ask Eli to do. Then another thought occurred to him: what if Eli decided to leave? This was his year away from the community. But, what if he decided to go back? Geoff couldn’t suppress the shudder of fear that ran through him.

  Eli must have noticed. “What’s wrong?”

  Geoff pushed back the fear, not wanting to discuss this right now. “Nothing.” He just couldn’t bring himself to voice the fear—what if saying it made it come true? So he pushed it aside and kissed Eli again before continuing on their way. He rode quietly, deep in his own thoughts. This is dumb. He’s right here, and I’m worrying about what might happen instead of enjoying what I have. The fear subsided, and he turned to smile at Eli. He hoped they’d be together for a long time, but he’d accept what Eli was willing to give.

  They arrived at the south pasture, and everything looked pretty good. The steers were a little low on feed but had enough for the rest of the day. He made a note to be sure to have the guys bring more out before evening.

  To his surprise, Geoff was feeling tired, so they headed back to the farm. In the barn, Eli shooed Geoff into the house to rest. “I’ll take care of the horses; you lie down for a while.”

  “Thanks.” There was no one around, so he gave Eli a quick kiss and then headed to the house. Geoff had just gotten comfortable on the sofa when the phone rang. He answered, expecting it to be a telemarketer.

  “Geoff, it’s Raine.”

  “Raine, it’s good to hear from you. How’ve you been?” He hadn’t talked to his friend in a few weeks.

  “Doing well. Just trying to plan a vacation, and I wa
s wondering if your offer to visit was still good? I thought I’d come in a few weeks if that was okay.” Geoff pulled out his calendar to make sure there wasn’t something special going on.

  “Should be great. I’ll put you on the farm calendar.”

  “You mean like birthin’ time? Or milkin’ time?” Raine mimicked one of the Clampetts. When he got here Raine was so dead.

  “No, smartass. Like ‘Geoff will be away from the farm for a few days to show his friend around’ time. But I could make it stall cleanin’ time or manure spreadin’ time.”

  He hoped Eli would go with them. He’d have to check with Len to make sure they could do without both of them for a few days, but there shouldn’t be a problem.

  “You wouldn’t,” Raine said.

  “Then be nice.”

  “That’s asking a hell of a lot.”

  “I know it is, especially for you, but we’ll show you a good time, I promise.” Geoff was really excited about Raine coming to visit. He honestly had doubted that the man ever would.

  “I know you will, and I’ll call you in a few days with the exact dates once they’re approved.”

  “Good.” Geoff stifled a yawn.

  “The early mornings getting to you?”

  “No. Caught a cold that turned into pneumonia, and I’m still feeling a little tired sometimes. It’s nothing to worry about. When you get here, I’ll tell you all about it.” Geoff reclined on the sofa, getting comfortable.

  “Okay, if you say so.” Raine sounded skeptical.

  “I’m fine, really. Drill sergeant Eli keeps a close eye on me, making sure I don’t overdo it.” Geoff yawned again. “Call me when you have your schedule, and I’ll start making plans.”

  The line went quiet, and Geoff hung up the phone, lying back and closing his eyes. He expected to rest for a few minutes but woke when his lips were kissed gently.