Pocket Pair

by Carol Lynne

  Trey tried to look away, but Cole cupped his lover’s cheeks and held his head in place. “Talk to me, darlin’.”

  “There’s some stuff that I haven’t told anyone except my therapist. It’s not even in the police report I filed, but William’s defence attorney is darn good. I’m afraid he’ll make me tell the jury things that no one should have to hear.”

  Cole traced Trey’s black eyebrows with his thumbs, trying to soothe the troubled younger man. He couldn’t imagine what had Trey so scared, and his lover was scared. It was easy to see in his eyes and feel in the tense muscles of his back.

  Cole leaned forward and swept his lips across Trey’s. “You don’t have to tell me, but it might be easier if I hear about it now, rather than read about it later.”

  Trey’s hand moved down to rub across his towel-covered thigh. “I’m afraid I led William to believe something about me that wasn’t true. Maybe I did silently ask for what happened to me.”

  “You wanted him to rape you? You invited him into your home so he could stab you and leave you for dead? I highly doubt that. William had an agenda from the beginning. The fact that he’d already done it to others is proof of that.”

  Trey started to squirm on Cole’s lap. He knew it wasn’t the time to get an erection, but the movement against his cock was taking the situation out of his control. He placed his hands on Trey’s hips to still the movement and received a wide-eyed expression in reply.

  “Sorry.”

  “Don’t be. It’s not that I didn’t enjoy it, but we’ve got other things to talk about first.” Cole watched as Trey appeared to be warring with himself. “Nothing you can say will make me love you any less.”

  “You sure about that?” Trey sighed. “Well, you know I told you I met William online.”

  “Yeah.”

  “After the second time we chatted, he asked if I had a webcam on my laptop. I said yes, and he asked if I’d turn it on and strip for him.” Trey paused, obviously trying to gauge Cole’s reaction before he continued.

  “From there things began to progress very quickly. He’d ask me to do things to myself. I don’t know why I did some of them, but he told me I was sexy. I’d never been told that before and it seemed to fuel my creativity.”

  Cole saw the embarrassment and shame in Trey’s eyes, and he didn’t like it. “Do you think you’re the only one to perform for a lover? I’ve done plenty of things in my day I wish I could take back, but I can’t. I’ve learned to accept the fact that I get carried away at times. Sounds to me like you experimented with your own body and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

  “But I did it for someone I’d never even met,” Trey cut in.

  “Do you think I knew anything about the guys I let suck me off in dark back rooms?” Cole put his forehead against Trey’s. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that there’s nothing wrong with getting your freak on when it’s mutual. When you did those things for William, it was your choice, that’s what makes the difference. What you did by choice has nothing to do with what was taken from you by force, and don’t let anyone try to make you believe differently.”

  A knock on the door made Trey jump in his arms. “We’ll be out in a minute,” Cole called.

  “Okay. No hurry,” Bobby said.

  Cole shifted his attention back to Trey. “If you really don’t want me in the courtroom that’s fine, but I don’t want to stay away because you’re embarrassed some of this might come out.”

  “How about if you come over to Bobby’s place after I’m done for the day?”

  Cole knew Trey was still worried about the school board finding out about their relationship. He was going to protest further, but he decided Trey had enough on his plate to deal with. “Okay, but are you sure you wouldn’t rather come to my house?”

  Trey shook his head. “I can’t be sure a photographer won’t follow me. We’d be much safer at Bobby’s.”

  Cole wanted to argue that he didn’t care anymore, but a small part of him wasn’t so sure he was thinking with the right head. “You feel like eating some fried chicken, slaw and potato salad?”

  Trey nodded. “Yeah. Just let me get dressed first.”

  Cole started to leave, but Trey called him back.

  “You can stay.”

  Cole turned around just as Trey dropped his towel to the floor. Cole leaned against the door and bit the inside of his cheek as he stared at the gorgeous man in front of him. If nothing else, their talk seemed to put Trey more at ease. Had his lover been carrying the guilt around with him to the point that he hadn’t allowed himself the pleasures of his own body?

  Trey stood with his shoulders back, perfectly aware of Cole’s studying gaze. Cole felt his body respond to Trey’s hardening cock and shook his head. “You’re about to get me into trouble.”

  Trey grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’d like to go home with you later, if that’s okay?”

  Cole knew immediately what Trey was asking for. The problem was, he didn’t know how to respond. Was Trey offering what he’d held so dear out of guilt, or did he truly want to make love?

  Cole stepped forward until he was toe to toe with Trey. He reached down and caressed his lover’s cock. “You can stay with me anytime you want, but I can’t take your gift until I figure out a way for us to be together for real.”

  Trey stepped closer and ground his erection against Cole’s hand. “I think the longer I let it go, the more importance I’m putting on the physical aspect instead of the feelings behind it.”

  Cole swept his tongue across Trey’s lips before pushing his way inside for a taste of his man. Trey responded immediately and welcomed Cole’s kiss with exuberance. Damn. Cole wanted nothing more than to throw Trey onto the bed and bury himself deep into his lover’s ass.

  He broke the kiss and whispered against Trey’s mouth. “Not here. When we get to my place, we’ll take things one step at a time.”

  Trey nodded. “Then I guess you’d better feed me.”

  Cole reluctantly released the cock in his hand and bent to pick Trey’s clothes from the floor. “Then I guess you’d better get some clothes on so I can think of something other than your sexy ass.”

  “You love my sexy ass,” Trey teased.

  “Yep. Your sexy ass, stomach, legs, arms, brain…I could continue to name body parts, but it’s easier to just say I love you.”

  Chapter Seven

  Cole unlocked his front door and ushered Trey inside. Trey released more of the day’s tension as he glanced around the living room. It was amazing how at peace he felt in Cole’s house.

  Since having the talk with Cole earlier in the evening, he’d slowly allowed himself to unwind. He’d realised how much pressure he’d been putting on himself in regards to the physical aspects of a relationship.

  Cole was nothing like William, and it had been wrong of him to hold himself back the way he had. Trey wondered when he’d become such a prude. How could it be wrong to give yourself, body and soul, to the man you loved?

  He turned towards Cole and held out his hand. When Cole took it, Trey led him into the master bedroom. “I’ve missed this bed.”

  “It’s missed you. I’ve spent more than my share of sleepless nights in it since you’ve been gone.”

  Trey unbuttoned his white dress shirt and let it fall from his shoulders. He unzipped his slacks and stepped out of his shoes, kicking the pants to the side. “Would you mind taking me to Bobby’s in the morning so I can get a clean suit?”

  Cole began stripping the clothes from his muscular frame. “I thought I was gonna go with you to the courthouse?”

  Trey shook his head and pulled back the covers. “I’ve got you in my heart. I don’t need you to be in the courtroom. If we’re patient until this is over, maybe we can make it work, and you can still hold onto your job.”

  He slid between the sheets and waited for Cole. To say he was nervous would be the understatement of the decade. He was petrified that he’d f
reak out in the middle and scare Cole off for good. I’ll be fine. It’s Cole, not William.

  Cole switched on the bedside lamp and turned off the overhead light before crawling into bed and right up against Trey. “Before we do anything, I want you to know something.”

  “Okay.”

  “Loving you isn’t conditional upon having sex. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

  Trey nodded and rolled on top of Cole. He gazed into his lover’s eyes and felt his chest expand further. “Yes.”

  Wrapped in Cole’s arms, Trey felt safer and more loved than he ever had. He moved down enough to rest his head on Cole’s chest. Large hands began rubbing circles on his back and Trey practically purred. Every touch from his lover felt like a gift.

  Trey circled the nipple in front of his face with his index finger. He was delighted when the pink flesh began to harden. “I love you,” he whispered.

  Cole pulled Trey back up and kissed him. The gentle kiss was a mere sweep of slowly exploring tongues. Cole broke the kiss and whispered against Trey’s lips as his hands landed on Trey’s ass. “I love you, too, darlin’.”

  The finger running lightly up and down his crack wasn’t enough for Trey. He repositioned his legs on either side of Cole’s body and drew them up. With his ass opened wide to his lover’s touch, Trey stared down into Cole’s brown eyes. “Touch me.”

  After several moments, Cole reached over to the bedside table and retrieved a small bottle of lube from the drawer. “I’ll go as fast or slow as you want, but you’ll have to be honest with me if you become uncomfortable.”

  Trey nodded as Cole began to rub circles around his hole. Cole seemed to be in no hurry to progress as he began kissing Trey. Slowly, the pad of Cole’s finger began to press against the puckered skin until the tip slipped inside. After several moments, Cole pressed in further.

  “That okay?” Cole asked.

  Trey was no stranger to playing with himself. A man didn’t reach his age and not feel the need to explore his own body thoroughly. Unlike the attack, Cole’s probing finger didn’t elicit an ounce of fear or pain, and Trey found himself wanting more.

  “Feels good,” he moaned.

  Cole’s hips thrust up as he continued to saw in and out of Trey’s ass, eventually adding another finger.

  Trey licked at Cole’s bristled chin as he began rubbing his erection against his lover’s torso. “In me,” he moaned, needing more.

  Cole’s fingers stilled inside of Trey. “I don’t wanna push you too far this first time.”

  “You’re not. I want it,” Trey confessed.

  Cole used his free hand to search out the bottle of lube once more. He dripped the cool liquid down the crack of Trey’s ass and added a third finger.

  “Condom?” Trey asked as he reached for the drawer beside the bed.

  “I don’t know,” Cole moaned. “Look in the back.”

  Trey was searching the drawer when he came across a photograph. He blinked his eyes several times as he stared at his own image. “You have a picture of me?”

  Cole removed his fingers and wiped them on the sheet before removing the photograph from Trey’s grasp. He set the snapshot of Trey, sitting in the bleachers at one of the football games, on the table. “Sorry.”

  Cole didn’t say anything else as he began searching the drawer. He finally came out with a foil package. “I knew I had one somewhere.”

  Trey pulled Cole down on top of him. His curiosity wouldn’t let the subject of the picture go. “Did you take that picture?”

  Cole stared down at him for several moments before shaking his head. “It’s embarrassing.”

  Trey let out a snort. “Yeah, like I haven’t told you embarrassing stuff about me. Spill,” he said in a playful tone.

  Cole sighed. “I stole it from the darkroom at school last year.”

  The idea of Cole doing something so out of character warmed Trey. He reached up and pulled Cole down for a kiss. He didn’t need to ask why it was in the bedside drawer with the lube. As he swirled his tongue inside Cole’s mouth, he pictured his lover jacking off to his image.

  He blindly reached down and grasped Cole’s hand with the condom in it. “Make love to me.”

  Still looking a little shame-faced, Cole sat back on his heels. “You’re not mad?”

  Trey shook his head and spread his legs further apart. “The only thing I’m mad about is that you had a picture, and I didn’t.”

  Cole tore the foil packet with his teeth and started to roll the condom down his shaft. Trey stopped him. “Let me.”

  With a surprised expression, Cole removed his hands and reached for the bottle of lube. “It’s all yours.”

  “Hopefully,” Trey teased.

  He took the opportunity to stroke the fat cock several times before rolling the thin latex to the base of Cole’s erection. He couldn’t stop a moan from erupting as Cole once again began to finger his hole.

  With the condom in place, Trey reached lower and began to fondle Cole’s low-hanging balls.

  Cole chuckled and swatted Trey’s hands away. “If you don’t stop that, it’ll be over before it begins.”

  Trey dutifully tucked his clasped hands under his head as Cole leaned forward, bracing himself over Trey on one arm. He knew this would be a big test for him. The thought of being held down by a much bigger body would’ve sent him into a panic only a few months previously, but surprisingly, he felt safe, not scared.

  Without being asked, Trey shifted one of his legs to drape over Cole’s shoulder. The heat in Cole’s eyes intensified as he leaned further down for a kiss.

  “You sure about this?” Cole asked as he touched the head of his cock to Trey’s stretched hole.

  Trey nodded and positioned his other leg on Cole’s opposite shoulder. He closed his eyes as Cole’s cockhead pushed past the outer ring of muscle. Trey held his breath, expecting Cole to ram inside. When he didn’t, Trey opened his eyes and gazed up at his lover.

  “You still with me?” Cole asked.

  “Yes.”

  Cole eased his way in slowly, stopping frequently to allow Trey’s body time to acclimate itself to the girth of its invader. At each interval, he’d wait for Trey’s nod before proceeding.

  By the time Cole was fully seated, the burn in Trey’s ass had turned to pleasure. Trey swallowed a gasp as Cole seemed to drop his defences. The love Cole felt for Trey was so evident on his face, it took all Trey’s control not to profess his love over and over and beg Cole to stay right where he was for the next sixty years.

  “You okay?” Cole asked.

  “Better than,” Trey answered.

  Cole pulled out slowly before gliding back in.

  Trey released his hands from under his head and pulled Cole down on top of him. His legs started to slip from Cole’s shoulders, but his lover caught them in the crooks of his arms and held Trey open.

  The position was slightly awkward, but Trey needed to feel Cole as close as possible. His hamstrings may be screaming in the morning, but his heart was singing at the moment and that’s what mattered to him.

  He continued to accept Cole’s deep kisses with fervour. The longer their tongues played with each other, the faster Cole’s hips seemed to thrust in and out of him. Trey broke the kiss as he moaned in pleasure. “Faster.”

  He didn’t quite know what he needed, but his balls were begging for release.

  Still buried to the hilt, Cole leaned back and tucked a pillow under Trey’s hips. Trey’s legs were once again positioned over Cole’s shoulders which allowed Trey plenty of room to touch his cock. Oh, sweet heaven that feels good.

  “Get ready,” Cole panted as he moved into yet another position. On his next thrust, Trey screamed as Cole’s cock pressed against his prostate.

  “Again, please,” Trey begged as he took a firmer grip on his cock.

  He didn’t know how many times he felt the zing of electricity race through his body before his cock erupted, but it was unlike anything
he’d ever experienced. At one point Trey was certain he was going to die from the sheer pleasure of Cole’s cock in his ass.

  As he struggled to breathe, he heard Cole’s grunts in rapid succession. Trey managed to open his eyes in time to see his lover’s climax envelop him. “Oh, that’s beautiful,” he whispered in a reverent tone.

  Cole’s body stiffened, as the veins in his neck stood out in stark relief.

  He wasn’t sure, but Trey thought Cole might be experiencing the same feeling he’d just recovered from. He pulled his lover down into his arms and slipped his legs from Cole’s shoulders to wrap around his waist.

  Cole gasped several times before he spoke. “Never been like that.”

  Trey smiled as he kissed Cole’s sweaty temple. He was disappointed when Cole reached between them and pulled out.

  “Hey, I liked you in there,” he whined.

  “I liked me in there too, but losing the condom in your ass would kinda defeat its purpose,” Cole rasped.

  Trey waited for Cole to dispose of the rubber before snuggling back up against him. “Do you think someday we can do it without a condom?”

  “I’m counting on it. We need to wait a few more months for you to take another test though.”

  “Yeah. At least I can start dreaming about falling asleep with you still buried inside me.”

  Cole yawned. “Someday.”

  Trey heard Cole’s light snores as his lover dropped off to sleep. He eased himself out of bed. Before he retreated to the restroom, he stared down at the man he loved. He knew in that moment that he’d absolutely made the right decision to make love. Trey couldn’t imagine a more perfect man for him.

  * * * *

  “You need to eat something,” Cole prodded.

  Trey dutifully took another bite of his ham and cheese omelette. “It’s good. I’m just nervous.”

  He couldn’t stop thinking about getting back up on the witness stand. Would the judge clear the courtroom again? Trey had worried all night. On one hand, it would be nice not to tell his deepest secrets to a room full of strangers, but on the other, he also wouldn’t have his friends to concentrate on. The previous day had been hard, but he knew it would soon get unbearable.