Stake Out... (Studs & Steel Book 5)

by Heather Mar-Gerrison

  He pulled away and looked at me. Hips lips were cherry-red and swollen from all of our kissing. His pupils dilated so that his usually grey eyes looked almost black. His pale skin was flushed pink all down his chest. Oh, my God. He’d never looked better. He was so fucking beautiful...

  He smiled at me, his eyes half closed with lust, “Who’s gonna see?” he asked lazily, “Who’s gonna know out there?”

  Good point. “Well...”

  He grinned, “I’m sorry – I won’t do it again – well, not where anyone can see anyway.” He flashed me the wickedest grin, his eyes gleaming with utter mischief. Fuck, he was sexy and I’d never been able to resist him. Everything he said was making me more and more turned on. I felt as if my whole body was tingling with anticipation.

  He continued to trail those kisses lower and lower. He dipped his tongue in my belly button playfully and then continued to trail kisses down even further. Fuck his mouth was gonna be up close and personal with my cock any second now...

  “Can I?” he breathed as he hovered his mouth right above my cock. He was on his knees between my wide open legs and I could see his cock, leaking pre-come in a steady stream down his length as it rested against his belly, straight up and hard as rock, “Please?”

  “Oh, God, yeah,” I breathed, “Yeah, you totally can.”

  He dived on it like a starving man at a feast. I flopped my head back on the pillows and closed my eyes as he devoured me, licking all the way down my shaft and back up again before he took the tip of me in his mouth and stuck the tip of his tongue in my slit, making me gasp. Not one of the women I’d slept with had ever done that to me. Not one.

  “Oh, that feels so good.” I groaned.

  He moaned a reply as he sucked and lapped around my cock, his pupils were totally dilated as he looked up at me from under those beautiful dark lashes with his hypnotic grey eyes.

  I stared back at him, my breathing coming out hard and fast and I could feel myself getting harder and harder in his hot, wet mouth. Fuck. Nothing had ever felt better. I couldn’t actually believe that it was Denny’s mouth around my cock. Denny!

  I reached down to stop him. I shouldn’t be enjoying being sucked off by my best friend. It was all kinds of kinky and it felt kind of wrong even though, for some bizarre reason, it also felt very, very right. My intention was to push him off, but I ended up with my fingers threaded through his hair and holding him there while my hips started to thrust of their own volition.

  I didn’t want to hurt him, but I was also horribly aware that I wasn’t being particularly gentle. Denny didn’t seem to care in the slightest. He was sucking and drooling and groaning in ecstasy and oh, wow! He had his hand around his own cock and was working himself in time with my thrusts into his mouth. Fuck. This was awesome...

  “Gonna come.” I gasped, trying to pull out of his mouth. He made a noise of desperation and grabbed my hip, pulling me back into his mouth. Holy fuck – he wanted it. Everything went temporarily black as I came. When I opened my eyes again, Denny was groaning his way through his own orgasm, while still sucking my over-sensitive, semi-soft cock.

  “Denny,” I whispered, “Stop.”

  He opened his eyes, and looked at me. Realising that he was zoned out with my cock still very much in his mouth, he pulled off me with a messy slurp and wiped his face on the back of his hand. “Uh, we made bit of a mess,” he grinned sheepishly, “I’ll get something to clean us both up.”

  “No, wait a minute.” I murmured, holding my arms out. I really didn’t want him leaving me at the moment, “Come here.”

  He crawled back up the bed and I pulled him onto me so he was straddling my lap, “What was that?” I asked, looking into his face in wonder.

  He smiled, “That was pretty much perfection.” He murmured.

  I nodded. It so was. “Kiss me again.” I whispered.

  He smiled again and leaned down to touch his lips against mine.

  Chapter 13 – Kissing...

  Denny

  Kissing Blaine was the best thing in the world. Kissing him after I’d just taken his full load was even more of a turn-on. Could he taste himself? Did it turn him on too? What the hell was he thinking?

  From the groans he was making as he devoured my mouth, to the feel of that rock hard cock pressing me between the cheeks of my arse as I sat straddling him, I’d say he was pretty much turned on...

  God he felt so good pressing against me like that. Should I slide backwards a little and just let him in? Should I stop him? What should I do? “Blaine?” I whispered, “Shall I get us a condom?” He froze beneath me. Ohhh, fuck. Wrong thing to say, obviously.

  “I don’t... I can’t...” he finally managed to stutter out.

  I leaned away from him, pressing myself down onto his cock that was still incredibly hard despite his obvious reluctance to get inside me. “Hey,” I touched him under the chin and tilted his face up to mine, “It’s okay – we don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”

  He nodded, “Okay, thanks – I’m uh, not really ready for that.”

  I nodded, “It’s fine, Blaine, really – shall we just go back to sleep – we can still get an hour or so before the sun comes up.”

  He nodded, “Good idea – I’ll uh, I’ll go back to my room.”

  I bit my lip. Should I suggest staying together? Fuck it – nothing ventured, nothing gained... “You don’t have to go. Stay with me all night if you like. I’m totally a sucker for your cuddles.”

  He chuckled, “You’re like a life-size teddy bear.” He said affectionately, pushing me off his knee and then lying behind me, spooning me from behind. His cock was still pressed tantalisingly between my arse cheeks but I was sleepy enough to find it oddly comforting instead of particularly sexual, “Night, Blaine.”

  “Night Denny.” He muttered sleepily and the next second we were both fast asleep.

  Chapter 14 – Even more kissing...

  Blaine

  We’d slept in the same room for a few nights before we’d actually gotten really intimate and kissed and we’d pretty much kept to the side of the bed we’d gone to sleep on. So waking up and finding Denny wrapped around me the next morning was quite possibly the best experience of my entire existence so far...

  I lay there for a second, just listening to his even breathing whilst enjoying the weight of his bare leg slung over mine and his arm around my waist. I hadn’t been aware that I’d rolled over in my sleep, but I was turned towards the window and he’d obviously turned over at some point and snuggled back up to me – him spooning me instead of the other way around. It was nice. It was comfortable and warm and I felt loved and safe.

  “Are you awake?” he whispered.

  “Yes.” I whispered back, “Why are we whispering.”

  His chuckle was delightful, “Turn over – let me kiss you.”

  “Dude!” I cried, “Morning breath!” Still, I turned around to face him.

  He was grinning back at me, “I’ll go and brush – then you go and brush – and then I’m kissing you for a good ten minutes before we get up and get dressed. It’s Sunday – we’ve got a right to a lie-in.”

  I nodded, “Good point.” I said, “And then I’m making us breakfast. I refuse to eat that muesli shit this morning. We’re having pancakes.”

  Denny leaning in and planted a little kiss on my surprised mouth, before letting out a giggle and scrambling off the bed, heading for the bathroom.

  I watched him go. His hips swung a little as he walked. Something I’d never really noticed before. He was completely naked and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his perfectly pert, rounded behind. My God, he looked utterly edible... Maybe I’d have to take a bite.

  He came back from the bathroom and stood in the doorway of the bedroom. Still completely naked and looking very pleased to see me. My mouth watered. Fuck, I wanted to suck him... Was that too weird?

  “Blaine?” Denny frowned at me from the doorway? “What’s up?”<
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  I tore my eyes away from his cock and up to his face, feeling my face heating up a little, “Nothing.” I rasped, “I just... you... you’re beautiful.”

  He smiled coyly, “Aww, babe.” He said, crossing the distance between us quickly and sliding back under the covers.

  I swallowed, “Can I suck your cock?” I whispered.

  He blinked and looked at me in shock, “You don’t have to do that, Blaine. I meant what I said – I’m happy to do that for you – it gets us both off. I understand that you’re more into women and this wouldn’t be happening in a million years if we weren’t trapped here together.”

  I nodded, an uncomfortable feeling settling in my gut. I wasn’t all that sure if that was actually true anymore... or if it ever had been... I couldn’t deny that I’d been secretly delighted that we’d been sent alone on this operation. I was delighted that we were going to be alone together for weeks on end. And I’d been hoping that something would happen between us, too... “I know I don’t have to, Denny.” I said quietly, “but I want to.”

  I couldn’t deny that I was terrified. Having your cock sucked was one thing – doing it for another guy when you’d never done it before was quite another – and doing it for a guy who was quite obviously confident at it – well, I was shitting bricks over it if I was honest... What if I hated it? What if he hated it? What if I gagged, or even worse, totally choked with come coming down my nose? Could that even happen? Holy shit I was freaking out completely...

  But Denny’s smile was breathtaking. “I would love that.” He said, “Where do you want me? Lying down – or shall I straddle your chest and feed myself to you?”

  My cock immediately hardened, making me feel a little dizzy with the speed of it, “Oh, God.” I whispered, “That sounds amazing.”

  He smiled, “Lie back, then.” He said, “I won’t fuck your mouth or anything – ‘cause that can be uncomfortable if you’re not used to it.”

  I blushed, “I’m really sorry....” I started to apologise because that was exactly what I’d done to him last night.

  He shook his head, “You were fantastic last night.” He whispered, “Absolutely fantastic.”

  I smiled back up at him. No. I’d done nothing really – it was him who’d been fantastic. His cock was bobbing right in front of my face. Taking a deep, steadying breath I looked up at him, “Okay.” I said, “I’m ready.”

  He edged forward and rubbed his cock across my lips. It felt so soft and silky and his scent was driving me insane. I groaned with pleasure, “more.” I murmured, “I want more of you.”

  He leaned into me, sliding his cock into my waiting mouth and I closed my lips around him. Fuck that felt so damned good. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. We’d gone straight from wanking each other off to actually having full penetrative sex when we were teens – although Denny had licked come off my stomach a couple of times – something that I hadn’t been brave enough to do. We’d not actually sucked each other off – again, something I hadn’t been brave enough to do – but I’d kind of wished I had now.

  I was certain I’d like it and I wasn’t wrong. It was fucking awesome. I’d always kind of liked going down on my girlfriends, giving them pleasure had always been a total turn on – but this was something else entirely. His heavy, delicious cock kept dipping into my mouth and out again, his balls nudging my chin. His scent was all around me, overwhelming me and I was in heaven. This was what sex was all about – sucking the cock of the man I’d loved since the day we’d met...

  He groaned as I slurped and sucked him in. I was unaware that I’d wrapped my arms around his legs and was actually pulling him closer. His musky heat was all around me. It was fucking intoxicating. Oh, God, and I could taste his pre-come...

  He groaned again and moaned my name, “Blaine, you need to stop, mate...”

  There was no way on this earth I was about to stop. I was totally in the zone. Lost in passion. I looked up into his face. He looked back down at me with his mouth open and his pupils dilated. He was fucking loving it too. There was also a bit of concern on his face. I closed my eyes and shook my head a little to let him know I wasn’t about to stop. I wanted it all. Grabbing his arse, I sucked him in with even more determination. I wanted him to come down my throat. I squeezed his arse cheeks and pulled him in as far as I could manage without choking. At the same time I reached for my own cock. I was as hard as a fucking rock right now. I started to work myself. Oh... my... God. This was bliss and then some...

  “Oh, God!” I heard Denny as his cock twitched, flooding my mouth with his hot come. I swallowed quickly as he pumped my mouth over and over. I wasn’t as good as he was at this sucking lark and most of it dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin, onto my chest. But fuck. It was the best thing I’d ever done.

  He pulled his softening cock out of my mouth gently and climbed off me, “Are you okay?” he asked as I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand. I could taste his come in my mouth really strongly and I thought I’d hate it, but I really didn’t. It had turned me on more than anything else to make him fall apart in that way – just because I was sucking him. I looked down at myself and the mess we’d made between us.

  I nodded. “I’m fine. How are you?” I asked.

  He looked at me and smiled, “I think I’m in love.” He said.

  I laughed. “Me too.” I agreed, “Me too.”

  Chapter 15 – Pancakes

  Denny

  Had he meant it? I didn’t think he had. Not really – it was easy to say in the heat of the moment. And I was okay with that... Well, I was and I wasn’t. I’d said it because I’d meant it – but I’d also said that I was okay with whatever he was willing to give me while we were here. It wouldn’t be fair of me to now expect more from him than he was able to give, blowjob aside...

  What had that meant to him, though? I knew that straight guys were happy enough to receive them, hell I’d been fooled enough times when I was younger – but I’d not met one straight guy yet that had wanted to reciprocate. The bastards just like using gay guys for getting free blowjobs between relationships with girls.

  And the straight guys that wanted to experiment further were usually tops, too. I guess they thought it still made them straight as long as they were penetrating a hole. Once they started wanting to be bottomed instead, they were crossing a line and I was happy to help those guys out – someone had to show them the way – but I’d never let anyone top me since I was sixteen... since Blaine and I had gotten horny in my bedroom and I’d encouraged him to give it a try...

  I didn’t want anyone else to top me. I wanted to save myself for my one true love. Fuck. I was so damned pathetic...

  I headed for the shower. I needed a little alone time. I needed to sort out my jumbled thoughts and to think seriously about what the hell I thought I was doing... This was not going to end well. I was going to end up alone. I knew it. Blaine knew it – but we were in too deep now to go back. Something was going to have to give...

  *

  True to his word, Blaine had cooked me pancakes by the time I’d finished in the shower – and they were utterly delicious.

  “Did you like them?” he asked me as I finished up my plate.

  I nodded, “Fantastic.” I grinned up at him.

  His big brown eyes gazed back at me, and something that was close to relief passed over his face, “Cool.” He said.

  I pulled the laptop over to my side of the table, “Anything come through from HQ?”

  We’d been given a dongle that were allowed to use between the hours of six am and eight am daily to retrieve emails from HQ only. They were encrypted and it took us almost two hours to get them downloaded successfully and read – and even then, there was nothing new.

  Blaine shook his head, “Nothing new, no.” he said taking a bite of his pancake, “And I’ve checked the valley house and there’s no one there, either.”

  I raised my eyebrows, “What are we going to do wit
h ourselves today?”

  His grin gave me an instant woody. “I have a few ideas.” He said huskily.

  Well, that was most definitely promising. And so did I. “Me too.” I said boldly. I wanted him inside me and I wasn’t about to take no for an answer...

  Chapter 16 – Let’s go all the way...

  Blaine

  Fuck me. I was never going to be the same again. I couldn’t get enough of Denny. He was so utterly sexy, so beautiful and so damned delicious. I’d been surprised when he’d come in my mouth – but not in a bad way. I’d wholeheartedly expected not to like it, but actually... I’d fucking loved it and I couldn’t wait to do it all over again – and more.

  I was completely hooked and I could not wait to put that lube and condoms to good use – and by the look on his face, Denny was feeling exactly the same...

  “Shall we go back to bed?” He asked.

  I nodded. I think my tongue must have been hanging out of my mouth. I was more turned on than I’d ever been in my entire life. He wanted me to make love to him and I was more than willing to do it. I’d only been sixteen the last time we did this but I remember the experience as one of the most intense I’d ever felt.

  I’d had plenty of girlfriends after I’d had sex with Denny but none of them ever felt quite as good as what I’d remembered. Whether that was down to his tight heat or if it was because I’d been in love with him and I’d never felt that about anyone else since was debatable – but I liked to think it was just because I loved him.

  He pulled me into his room, a little smile playing on his lips. “This is going to be the best sex you ever had.” He whispered, leaning in and capturing my lips with his. Well, I’d go along with that. His kisses were the best I’d ever had... sucking his cock had been the best I’d ever had (and the only one I’d ever had but it was still the most amazing oral experience ever) and I knew what it was like to be inside him because that too had been the best experience of my life so far... Every experience with Denny was the best ever. I’d been such a dickhead listening to my Dad’s homophobic prejudices and letting them define me... I was gay. I loved Denny. There really wasn’t anything else to consider...