Devlin and Garrick

by Cameron Dane

  Devlin jumped about a mile into the air and made a very unmanly squeaking noise. He spun and gasped at the vision before him. The crappy lighting in the room did nothing to diminish the specimen of man just a few feet away. Gradyn’s shoulders looked a mile wide, and the definition of muscles roping his arms, chest, stomach, and legs proved that he spent more than a little time working out. The indigo tattoo pattern that started on his scalp and worked its way down the side of his face and neck continued over one shoulder, arm, side and leg, all the way to mid-calf. That all seemed irrelevant at this point, though.

  It was Gradyn’s cock--oh, Jesus, Mary and Joseph--it was his cock that got the pinpricks jumping on Devlin’s flesh. Fully erect, the thing was thicker than Devlin ever could have imagined, and not without a decent amount of length too. Devlin probably had an extra inch, but he couldn’t even get close to the girth of this man. He swallowed. Hard.

  Gradyn canted his head and lifted one brow. “You okay, man?”

  Devlin jerked his focus up to Gradyn’s face. “You surprised me when you came up on me.” I can do this. He cleared his throat and took a step forward. “That’s all.”

  A flash of wicked smile lit up the sea of green in Gradyn’s eyes. “Good.” He snagged Devlin around the waist and yanked him up to his front. Devlin grabbed Gradyn’s shoulders just as the man dipped down and whispered, “Because I sure as hell didn’t want to walk away.” Then he took Devlin with another scorching kiss and tripped him right back onto the bed.

  Gradyn came down on top of Devlin, and the solid weight of his body rocked a shockwave clear through Devlin’s system. Devlin automatically circled his arms around Gradyn’s waist, and with the burn of that bare skin, he quickly started moving his hands over more smooth, solid flesh. He frantically traced his fingers over Gradyn’s back, buttocks and legs, unable to stop touching and learning.

  “Fuck, I want you,” Gradyn said. He groaned for more as he pushed his way into Devlin’s mouth with another kiss, brushing a tantalizing hint of tongues. With every lick or jab Gradyn delivered, he rocked his hips into Devlin with increasing intent and made it impossible for Devlin to forget or ignore the man’s thick cock. Not that Devlin wanted to but, God, its size and rigidity repeatedly stabbed into the crease of Devlin’s inner thigh, and Devlin couldn’t stop his passage from clenching each time he imagined that erection trying to force its way into his ass.

  Gradyn kept his mouth fused to Devlin’s as he reached down and dug his fingers into Devlin’s hips, gripping him with brutal power as he forced Devlin’s legs further apart. He rubbed his hand down Devlin’s prick and gave a shivery-nice caress to his balls before delving deeper and fingering Devlin’s asshole. A blunt tip teased Devlin’s virgin pucker, and Devlin sucked in an unsteady breath.

  “Shit.” Gradyn made a humming noise as he gave Devlin’s entrance a little more pressure. “I can’t wait another second to feel this ass.” He reared up to his knees and grabbed a condom off the comforter.

  With Gradyn poised to rip open the condom packet, Devlin took another glance at this man’s penis--as well as at his clear, unbridled enthusiasm for this coupling--and Devlin suddenly blurted out, “I’ve never done this before. I’ve never had a man fuck me.”

  Gradyn snapped his attention up to Devlin and froze. For a split second, he hung in suspended animation, his dick rearing and nearly ready to go, looking like a predator that could do some serious damage. Then he muttered “Shit” under his breath and shot out of bed. He proceeded to pace the length of the motel room without words. Devlin watched, uncertain but still hard, at the fierceness of this person--this stranger--moving back and forth in a precise, deliberate pattern. An oppressive silence coated the air, but it was not nearly enough to smother the electricity still sparking off every surface of the room.

  The man finally came to a stop. Using his hands, Gradyn braced himself against the dresser, his stance wide and his focus still aimed down at the ugly carpet. The sculpted lines of his beautiful back flexed and strained, making the edges of the tattoo wrapped around his shoulder and side ripple with every move. Devlin imagined that Gradyn wanted to yell down the walls, and that he worked to get his frustration--and possible anger--in line.

  Devlin could see the front of Gradyn’s body reflected in the mirror and took note that he had not lost a bit of his hard-on. His chest moved in steady waves. Devlin stared openly, and the mirror helped give him a complete view of the singular pattern of Gradyn’s body art, showing that it was truly spectacular ... and a little daunting. He really did not know this man at all.

  Abruptly, Gradyn turned and looked at Devlin. “Come here, beautiful.” His voice sounded gentle, and he even offered Devlin a half-grin, which sparked a renewed case of excited butterflies in Devlin’s stomach. “Bring your lube.”

  Devlin crawled out of bed, grabbed the bottle off the nightstand, and shuffled to stand in front of Gradyn. Embarrassment at his inexperience, and that he’d falsely led this man to believe they would have a very different experience tonight, kept Devlin’s attention glued to the floor.

  I’m such an idiot.

  “Look at me,” Gradyn said. He took the bottle but didn’t say another word. Silence sat heavy between them. When Devlin finally looked up, Gradyn, said, “I’m not mad, okay?” He cuffed his big hand around Devlin’s neck and put their foreheads together. He continued, the edges of his tone now sounding frayed. “But I fucking need some kind of connection to another man right now. If you can suck me off, and help me come,” he curled Devlin’s hand around his erection and helped him stroke the stiff length, “I will bend myself over this dresser and let you have at my ass. We’ll worry about patience and going slow later.” He held Devlin’s stare, and pushed their hands between his thighs. “Think you can handle me?”

  Devlin tested the weight of Gradyn’s sac. Feeling the man respond against his palm, Devlin reclaimed some of his bravado. “Hell, yeah.” He gave a gentle squeeze. “I’ll even suck your balls.”

  Gradyn tunneled his fingers into Devlin’s hair and moved them in a massaging caress. “I can live with this kind of negotiation.” He brushed his lips against Devlin’s and then reached back, took hold of the edge of the dresser, and offered a slow, smooth smile. His cock stuck out big and proud, too weighty to point north. He stared at Devlin, and his eyelids fell to half-mast. “Come on, newbie; show me what you’ve got.”

  Devlin leaned in and lifted up to Gradyn’s mouth. He feathered his lips back and forth across Gradyn’s, and smiled against the brushing kisses and grin he got in return. “Give me a chance to work my way there.” He chuckled, feeling oddly equal now, and darted the tip of his tongue out for a fast taste. “I think you’ll like it.”

  A rumbling noise vibrated all the way through Gradyn. He pulled Devlin’s hair, yanking his head back. “I know I will.” He slashed his mouth down on Devlin’s and took him with another savage kiss. Devlin soared on this man’s desires. He claimed Gradyn just as aggressively, sweeping deep into the wet heat of his mouth, and then whimpered when Gradyn severed the connection. Gradyn fused his forehead back to Devlin’s; his eyes burned green fire, and he whispered roughly, “But get there soon or I’m going to fucking crawl right out of my body.” The man shuddered, and his fingertips were white with the grip he had on the dresser.

  Devlin wasn’t a sadist, and he didn’t want Gradyn to hurt. “It’s like you said,” he dropped to his knees and looked up into the eyes of a person in pain, “patience and slow can wait for next time.” Hungry himself, Devlin leaned in and took the thick head of Gradyn’s cock in his mouth.

  Gradyn hissed above him, and Devlin knew the man’s legs trembled in an effort not to shove his full length down Devlin’s throat. It didn’t matter. Devlin possessed a need to give that more than matched Gradyn’s ache for relief. Devlin went down on another inch of Gradyn’s shaft and sucked, letting that salty male flavor tingle over his taste buds again. Oh yeah. Devlin hummed as saliva filled his mouth and prov
ided all the slickness needed for this task. So fucking good. He eased back and used his tongue to spread moisture down and around Gradyn’s length, bringing Gradyn to a moan. The man pumped his hips just a little bit, and a shot of thrilling success raced through Devlin’s blood, spurring him to do more. He went down again, and this time remembered to wrap his hand around the base, jerking gently in time with the drag of his mouth.

  “Oh, yeah ... mmmm ... do it harder.” Gradyn covered Devlin’s hand with his own and forced a tighter grip around his prick. “Don’t hold anything back.”

  Devlin contracted his fingers around Gradyn and dragged up and down the man’s dick with a suffocating grip, certainly to a place of near pain, and Gradyn went back to clutching the dresser while releasing a deep, low noise that sounded like pure sex to Devlin’s ears.

  Aggression and lust mingled inside Devlin, taking over every particle of his mind and body, and he wanted nothing more than to make this man come. He let Gradyn’s cock slide from his mouth, pushed it up against his lower stomach, and licked his way down the underside to tongue his lightly-furred sac. Gradyn’s balls moved under the protective layer of skin, and he purred with each lapping lick Devlin delivered. Inspired to do even more, Devlin pulled one nut past his lips and suckled.

  “Ohhh shit.” Gradyn gasped and snapped his hips, his body rolling in a wave as Devlin swirled his tongue around the hairy weight taking over his mouth. “Something about you, beautiful.” Gradyn stopped and bit off a curse when Devlin opened wider and eased the second testicle past his lips. Gradyn’s back bowed in an arch, and it looked as if he hardly had any strength in his legs to hold him upright anymore. “You’re killing me so fucking fast.”

  Devlin reached up and started jerking Gradyn off while he still had a mouth full of sac. His own prick bounced between his spread legs where he squatted, fully firm with arousal due entirely to what he did to Gradyn right now. Devlin had never been so goddamned hard in his life.

  This is who I am. Finally.

  Pure, unadulterated acceptance of himself sluiced jet fuel through Devlin’s blood and turned his sucking, licking, and foraging more voracious than ever. He whipped his hand up and down Gradyn’s prick with rough speed too, so much so that his rigorous hand job soon absorbed all the saliva available, and he reluctantly released the feast of Gradyn’s balls from his mouth. Devlin batted his tongue against the swinging weight of Gradyn’s nuts one last time and then stuck his nose into the man’s thatch, inhaling the pungent, heady male fragrance of sex and sweat. He licked his way through the dark fur to the thick root of Gradyn’s cock and followed a raised vein to the leaking tip. Murmuring an appreciative sound, Devlin ran his tongue around the crown and across the fat slit to savor all the pre-cum he could get. A hint of bitter whispered across his taste buds and revved him up for more. He took hold of Gradyn’s length, opened wide as he moved in, and sucked down half the man’s scorching-hot cock again.

  Gradyn made deep, vibrating noises that almost sounded like an animal in agony, and he worked his hips with repeated stabs at Devlin’s open mouth. He had his stare fixed on Devlin’s lips wrapped around his prick, and his fingers still crushed the piece of furniture behind him. Devlin savored every bit of reaction Gradyn gave him. He released Gradyn’s cock from his mouth, teased the tender patch under the tip of Gradyn’s dick ... and it was as if someone shot a thousand volts of electricity straight into the guy’s spine. Gradyn roared and yanked his hips back; he grabbed onto Devlin’s shoulder with one hand and locked him in a kneeling position on the floor.

  His face suffused with color, Gradyn drove his other hand up and down his shaft with piston-fast moves and aimed his cock high on Devlin’s chest. “Devlin...” His name turned into a shout as Gradyn shuddered and came, spurting onto Devlin’s pecs. Devlin gasped as the first jetting stream of hot seed hit him, and each subsequent milky-white line that marked his flesh licked fiery lust through Devlin’s core and rushed a line of need directly to his cock.

  Gradyn moaned, and his fingers bore deep into Devlin’s shoulder. “Oh fuck.” He wasn’t steady on his feet, and his erection had not dwindled one bit. “I need more.” He grabbed the lube and tore through the protective seal. As he did, he looked up at Devlin and seared a line straight into Devlin’s soul with one wild-eyed stare. “Get your condom. You don’t need much more than that this time to make it good.”

  “Yeah, okay.” Devlin kept his full attention on Gradyn as he backed up to the nightstand. He tore through the box of condoms, grabbed a rubber, and ripped open the packet. He threw the wrapper on the dresser but didn’t get much further than that.

  Oh Jesus.

  He couldn’t look away from Gradyn squeezing a thick dollop of clear lubricant onto two fingers and reaching around to his ass. The mirror allowed Devlin the perfect view, no matter the shadows the low wattage the lights in the room created. Mesmerized, Devlin watched Gradyn lean forward slightly, pull one cheek aside, and rub his own hole. He didn’t give himself any time, and instead shoved one finger through the muscle and pushed it in to the second knuckle in one shot. The man gritted his teeth, but he didn’t give himself any quarter and quickly forced another finger into his rectum. He moved them back and forth fast, obviously coating his passage with lube. Gradyn readied himself inside in ways Devlin couldn’t see, but the man’s lips compressed and his muscles flexed, and Devlin imagined that he scissored and corkscrewed the fingers embedded in his chute to widen the opening.

  Finally, without words, Gradyn withdrew his fingers and turned around. He faced the mirror, bent himself over the dresser, and spread his buttocks in a clear offering of his ass.

  Saints preserve me. Devlin’s mouth went dry on the sight of this man folded over, with the exquisite lines of his muscular body, the firm globes of his ass parted, and his tiny, rosy bud visible and winking. That’s the sexiest damned thing I’ve ever seen.

  Devlin went to take a step and realized he still had the condom in his hand. Taking a second, Devlin forced himself to look down and pay attention while he rolled the lubricated latex down his shaft.

  As he pinched the tip and tucked the end to his root, Gradyn’s voice cut through the room with the power of a jackhammer. “Christ, I need you inside me.”

  Devlin whipped his head up and found Gradyn watching him in the mirror, his gaze dark and piercing in a way that touched over every inch of Devlin’s nakedness and made him shiver.

  “Get over here, beautiful.” Gradyn caressed him again from ten feet away with just his voice and stare. “Come and fuck me right now.”

  The voice, the body, the eyes, even the tattoos ... the entire presence of this man lured Devlin as if it were just the two of them in the whole world, and that it was perfect, and nothing else mattered. It didn’t make any damned sense; Devlin didn’t know this person, and yet he still walked to him and moved in behind him anyway, only inches away from making them one person for a brief flick in time. Devlin ran his hand down Gradyn’s spine, and the man trembled and his asshole contracted visibly.

  “Give it to me.” Ragged desperation filled Gradyn’s voice. He turned his head on the dresser, plastering his cheek against the surface. He pushed back and rubbed his ass against Devlin’s cock, and Devlin sucked in air at the heat of first contact. “Please.”

  Something dangerously near to Devlin’s heart lurched painfully. “Shh, baby, shh.” He rubbed up and down Gradyn’s back with one hand as he fit his member to the man’s entrance with the other. The ring pulsed a fast beat against the tip of Devlin’s cock, and vibrations from the rest of Gradyn body shimmered between them. Devlin folded himself over Gradyn and put his mouth to his ear. “Relax for me,” he said, and nudged oh-so-carefully against Gradyn’s pucker.

  Gradyn jerked, and a rough chuckle escaped him. “Giving advice to me now?” His tone remained raw, but his frame did loosen some. When Devlin bumped against his ring this time, Gradyn clenched his jaw and circled his ass back into the pressure on his bud without shyin
g away. “Suddenly an expert?”

  Devlin pushed his cock into resistance again, and hid a grin against Gradyn’s inked shoulder. “I read a lot about guys fucking.” As he made that embarrassing confession, Devlin dipped out his tongue and followed the curve of the tattoo up to Gradyn’s neck. “Should come in han...” He bore down again, harder, just as Gradyn pushed back into his efforts, and--Holy Mother of God--Devlin broke through and his cock slipped inside Gradyn’s ass.

  Shit. Damn. Motherfucker. Devlin went stock-still as unfathomable pleasure ripped through him in one fiery swoop and then raced back to his penis buried halfway in another man’s ass. He bit Gradyn’s shoulder as singular words--hot, tight, more, hot, tight, more--flashed in his head and short-circuited any thought that didn’t serve to further that sentiment.

  Devlin obeyed his need; he drove his length through a deeper barrier inside the other man, taking him through a grunt and shudder from Gradyn, and didn’t stop until he buried himself balls-deep. Scorching heat and clenching walls surrounded every inch of Devlin’s cock, killing him with pleasure. As mind-altering good as that was, Devlin pulled all the way out and thrust back into the heaven of Gradyn’s ass again, needing to move.

  He moaned through the hold Gradyn’s body put on his dick, and he pushed through the tightness again. “Oh, God,” Devlin choked on the sensations, “that’s so good.” He suddenly reared up and watched himself withdraw and penetrate Gradyn’s ass, pushing to the root, and then he forced his weight against the connection, craving even more.

  Devlin did it a second time, pulling out and then grinding into that stretched hole as hard as he could. This time Gradyn pulled up, flattened his hands against the dresser, and ratcheted their mating up another dozen notches.

  “That’s it,” Gradyn said. He bumped his hips back in a circling motion and worked himself off on Devlin’s cock. “Oh yeah. Do it.” His eyes fell closed and he bared his clenched teeth as he took another full hit to his ass. “Fuck me.” His channel squeezed in a suffocating hold around Devlin’s length. “Take me hard.”