Real Good Man

by Elise Whyles

  “I didn’t … it has never been like that before,” Sean whispered. “I didn’t even know I could come like that.”

  Luke nuzzled into his neck. He hadn’t known it, either. “Get some sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

  Sean’s body relaxed into his, the warm flesh and muscle melting into his body, his embrace, until Luke wasn’t sure who was who. Tangling his legs with Sean’s, he let his exhausted body find solace in sleep. Tomorrow, they’d figure things out. Tomorrow.

  Chapter 13

  “So?”

  Sean chuckled at his sister’s voice as he watched Luke working in the front yard. Shirtless, his pants hanging from his hips, Luke glistened with sweat. He swallowed against the rising need as Luke lifted a cage and set it in the back of his truck. “So, what?”

  “Sean, it’s not nice to tease me. Did you talk to him?”

  Sean leaned back against the counter and sighed. He’d rolled out of Luke’s bed this morning more confused than when he’d gone to him the night before. In the years he and Marcia had been having sex, he’d never come so explosively, but he didn’t think his sister wanted to know about that. Even the porn he’d invested in hadn’t gotten him off so fast or hard. He was still a wee bit tender today. His gaze dropped to Luke’s groin, and he bit back a moan. His lover wasn’t small, and he just seemed the type to be a top. Could he take him? Take that glorious cock into his ass and get truly fucked?

  “Sean.”

  Sean jerked out of his thoughts and groaned. “What?”

  “Did you talk to him?”

  “I did. He said we could take it slow.” Sean dragged his hand over his face. Hell, if slow was what they’d done the night before, he was in way over his head. He shifted, his ass clenching at the thought of Luke’s touch, his finger probing, his tongue against the tender flesh. A groan escaped before he could stop it, his palm going to his cock. It jumped beneath his touch, hardening with each passing second as memories played across his mind.

  “Ew, I do not want to hear that sound or know why you’re making it.” Beth groaned good-naturedly. “I’m glad you got a chance to talk to him. Take it slow, easy, have some fun. And ignore what the folks say. If you’re happy, that’s all that counts.”

  “Easier said than done, sis, you know that.” Sean shuddered at the very idea of his parents finding out. It was bad enough when they thought he was doing something; to actually confirm it would be to risk a lot of pain and suffering. “They’re never going to accept me being gay.”

  “Their loss. Keep me posted, but I have to run. Baby’s awake and hungry.”

  “Love you, talk to you soon.” Sean hung up the phone and tossed it aside. He rose and edged closer to the window. Sunlight fell on Luke’s shoulders, caressing what skin Sean could see. His palms itched to trace over it, to learn every curve, every sensitive spot.

  The man was too hot for his own good. Sean grinned and headed out onto the porch. “Hey, you want a hand with that?”

  Luke turned, his eyes widening slightly, a grin curling his lips upward as he hefted the last wire cage into the back of the truck. “Naw.” He dusted his hands on his pants and started back across the yard.

  Sean shivered with anticipation at the look in his lover’s gaze. Potent, undeniable, it called to him, flamed a ready desire until he wasn’t sure he could escape. Somehow, looking into Luke’s eyes, he didn’t really want to. “Gonna do it all by yourself?”

  “Done.” Luke stepped onto the wooden deck, his body inching closer to Sean. The smell of hot flesh, of fresh pine, swirled around him. “Morning.” He brushed a kiss across Sean’s lips, sipping at his top lip before licking across the seam and darting inside.

  Hints of coffee and syrup swirled along with the taste of pure male. Heady, powerful, it was enough to convince Sean he needed another kiss. He cupped Luke’s face and pressed against him, his mouth settling on Luke’s. The need for air drove him to let go. Harsh, broken, his gasps for air slid between them. “Wow.”

  Raspy, Luke’s chuckle wrapped around him, like his hands at his waist. “Yeah. You, uh…”

  “Shh…” Sean pressed a finger to his lips. Did Luke have any idea how tempting it was to just strip him naked and hit his knees? Would he object? “Can I touch you?”

  Heat flared in Luke’s gaze as he nodded. “Anywhere, anytime.” He opened his lips, drawing Sean’s finger inside. His tongue swirled around the finger, lips locked in place as he sucked. Nibbling, licking, he traced over Sean’s finger, drawing it deeper into his mouth as he bobbed his head. Eyes darkened with lust stared into Sean’s as his heart raced. Blood heated, scorching its way through his body to his rapidly swelling dick.

  “Luke, oh man, what that does to me.”

  “Want more?” Luke whispered after Sean let his finger slip from his mouth.

  Luke’s fingers dug into his hips as he pulled him against his body. Sean groaned when he felt the thick ridge behind the cotton. He could almost taste him, he wanted him so much. “Yes. Yes, I want it all. I want to touch you. To taste you.” Sean shuddered, rolling his hips against Luke to see what sort of reaction he could get. Luke slapped his hands onto his ass, holding him tight against him, and shuffled forward, backing Sean into the wall of the house.

  “Mm, let’s take this inside, babe,” he suggested with a quick kiss. He tugged on Sean’s hand and led the way inside. As soon as the door closed, he turned. “All you have to do is ask.” Luke’s lips were pressed against his ear. “Truthfully, I want to suck you off. Want to watch you come again and again until you’re so horny all you can think of is me fucking you.”

  Uncertainty flared, swelling along with the roaring in his ears as Sean stared into Luke’s eyes. “You sure you’ll fit?”

  “Oh yes.” Luke nibbled on his lip. “I’ll fit.”

  The confidence in his voice erased any hint of insecurity, of fear, and Sean eased his hands down Luke’s back. The hot, sweaty flesh beneath his hands moved with the muscles beneath it.

  “Show me,” Sean pleaded, slipping his hands away to grasp Luke’s and tug him toward the door. He wanted all of Luke, no matter the cost.

  *

  Arousal flooded Luke’s body at Sean’s words. He shivered at the raw honesty in his voice. To have all of him, to take what was so blatantly given, was stronger than any drug. Luke followed wordlessly and let Sean guide him into his bedroom. The soft click of the door echoed in the silence as he stared at the younger man.

  Sean’s chest rose and fell with each breath, and his eyes shone, with hunger in the green depths. Luke bit back a groan when Sean licked his lips while gazing at the prominent bulge behind Luke’s zipper. He forced himself to stand still as Sean reached out. His fingers traced over Luke’s abs, following the curls dusting his skin. He sucked in a breath, pleasure spiking as Sean’s fingers swirled around his navel.

  “Bad?”

  “Good.” Luke breathed out. “So good.”

  Sean smiled, his fingers tracing idle patterns as he explored, narrowing the gap between his fingertips and Luke’s waistband. He stepped closer, his eyes lowered, hiding his emotions. Luke cupped his jaw, and Sean flinched. “Hey, you don’t have to…”

  “I do.” Sean lifted his gaze, lust darkening the orbs. “I need to touch you. Need to feel everything.” He plucked at the snap on Luke’s pants. It came undone beneath his touch, and he swallowed hard. Trembling fingers tugged on the zipper, the hiss of it echoed by Luke as Sean’s fingers brushed against his sensitive flesh.

  Sean peeled the fabric back, letting it hang from Luke’s hips. His knees weak, Luke leaned back against the door as Sean tugged on the cloth, sending his uniform pants sliding down his legs to pool around his ankles.

  Awe, fear, and lust seemed to flow through Sean’s gaze as he wrapped his hand around Luke’s shaft. Up, down, the motion sent shards of white-hot pleasure coursing through Luke’s body. He rolled his hips, encouraging Sean’s exploration. Shuddering when Sean trailed his palms
down his body to cup his groin, Luke pressed his head back against the wood, biting his lip hard to stop the sounds from escaping lest he scare Sean.

  He’d turn into a fucking pretzel if that’s what it took to keep Sean’s touch on his body. A startled gasp escaped when he felt Sean’s warm breath on his sternum, his lips soft, moist, the sharp sting of his teeth jarring him. “Oh, damn.”

  “Mmm, never knew someone could taste so good,” Sean whispered. “Never wanted to spend hours looking, touching, tasting.”

  “Keep it up and we won’t have hours. It’ll be down to seconds.” Luke gasped, draping his arms around Sean’s shoulders. He danced his fingers across the skin he could reach, his body clenching at the moans from Sean’s lips.

  His heart blossomed as Sean’s lips slid down his body, his tongue flicking against skin. Luke lurched forward at the rasp of stubble against his cock, the heady sensations at war with his need. Desperate, he grabbed Sean and lifted him to his feet. “Bed, now.” He groaned, shuffling toward his massive bed. With a firm push, he watched Sean land on the bed, sprawling across the covers, his hard-on tenting his pants.

  After kicking his boots off, Luke shoved his pants off his legs, kicking them aside as he reached for Sean. Clumsy fingers fumbled with the buckle and snap on Sean’s pants before it came loose. Luke grunted his delight and stripped Sean with a ruthless precision. The bed dipped beneath his weight as he crawled up Sean’s prone body. Hands and mouth busy, he worshipped the man beneath him. Lust roared with each slow caress of Sean’s hand, each gasp and moan. His heart thundering in his chest, Luke paused, staring down into Sean’s wide gaze.

  “God, you’re gorgeous.” He blinked; the words weren’t what he’d meant to say. Were they? A wave of heat seared his cheeks only to be banished by the smile on Sean’s face as he toyed with Luke’s bottom lip.

  “Thanks.” Sean hesitated. “Is there something I need to do? Do you want me to move?”

  Luke shook his head. Uncertainty painted Sean’s face as he pressed deeper into the bedding, his ragged breathing filling the air between them. “No moving.” He ghosted his lips over Sean’s and teased. His tongue darted out to flick along the seam of his lips, sipping at the warmth behind them. He nibbled his way along, tracing Sean’s jaw, his throat, Luke’s tongue laving the tiny stings. He paused, his gaze tracing over the dark shadow on his neck. Emotion flared as his mind compared him to his ex-lover. Sean was the opposite of Tony, and he wanted him more than he’d ever wanted anyone else.

  He glanced up and wondered if he should say something to lighten the mood, but the contented, sexy grin on Sean’s face silenced his words. He returned to his purpose: to drive Sean to the brink and back. Tiny shivers raced over Sean as Luke sucked on the dark disk of his nipple. It perked beneath his ministrations, and making an ‘O’ with his lips, he suckled. The sounds coming from Sean’s lips were enough to send him hovering on the brink of an orgasm.

  “Fuck, I want you.” Luke groaned. “I want to taste you, devour you until you can’t walk, and then I want to fuck you until you don’t know your own name.”

  Sean whimpered at the words, his hips lifting toward Luke, silently begging, his hands clenched in the blankets. It had felt so good when Sean touched him; his touch gentle, caring. Knowing how he liked to be touched, how he felt when Sean’s hands were on him, Luke focused on giving.

  Wanting to please his lover, Luke skimmed the inside of Sean’s thigh, his lips painting a wet path along the pale skin. He nipped at Sean’s flesh before he nuzzled into the hair around Sean’s sac and dick. Luke moaned at the heady scent and flicked his tongue over the sac. Sean gave a cry and arched off the bed. His legs spread in silent plea, and Luke repeated the action. He alternated between his balls until Sean was spread wantonly, his knees bent, his fists tangled in the covers.

  A fine layer of sweat covered Sean’s body. A body wracked by endless shudders that were echoed in the sounds coming from his lips. Luke rose onto his knees and grabbed Sean’s hips, lifting him so his legs were draped over his shoulders.

  Luke held his gaze, licked his lips, and bent his head. His tongue painted a line from the base to the tip of Sean’s cock, swirling around the head. Sean groaned when Luke caught the drop of fluid and sucked it into his mouth. Before Sean could speak, Luke opened his mouth and swallowed the head of his cock. He held Sean steady and eased more of his cock into his mouth, swallowing it as his tongue danced around the shaft.

  “Please. Oh God. Damn, that feels so good. More. Please. Luke, please.” Sean’s garbled pleas stirred the embers. Luke let his shaft slip from his lips only to suck Sean’s balls into his mouth. Swirling, licking, slurping along them, only to release them with a popping sound. Sean’s head twisted on the pillows, his eyes closed, mouth open on a soundless scream of pleasure. Luke smiled to himself and ducked his head, his hands shifting Sean’s body.

  He licked along the crack of Sean’s ass. Repeating the motion every time Sean wiggled, he narrowed in on the tiny puckering. He firmed his tongue into a point and teased the opening. Jabbing at it and then laving it. Sean’s balls had drawn up, and his shaft twitched and jumped with each caress.

  “God, you taste so good, Sean.” Luke groaned, resting his forehead against Sean’s thigh, his heart thudding in his chest. “Tell me if I’m going too fast, or if something doesn’t feel good. I want you to enjoy my touch.”

  Sean shuddered, his breath catching for a moment. “Don’t stop. I like it.”

  “Sean. Don’t do something just because. If you’re not feeling good about it, tell me.” Luke pressed a quick kiss to his hip. Concern mixed with the lust scorching his body. “I don’t want to hurt you or move too fast.”

  Sean reached for him, his fingers outstretched, a smile on his moist lips. “You won’t.”

  Luke swallowed. If the words seemed to echo something beyond just physical pain, he pushed the thought away. He was going into this with his eyes open. Office romances didn’t last, never had. Sean’s fingers tangled with his, tugging him up a bit so Sean could sit up.

  “I need you.” Sean pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Just because I haven’t done this before doesn’t mean I don’t understand. I know there’ll be a bit of pain, but I’d rather be with you than without.”

  Luke opened his mouth to question, but closed it with a snap when Sean trailed his fingers down his neck. He hissed a breath at the wash of sensations when nimble fingers tweaked a nipple. It was the silent reminder to pull him back to the reason behind his questions.

  He kissed along Sean’s body and groaned as he brushed against the hard, pulsing shaft between Sean’s legs. He licked his lips, the clear drops welling from the opening tempting. With a tiny shake of his head, he reached for the drawer. He grabbed one packet and dropped the condom and lube next to Sean’s hip. Luke dragged his body down Sean’s and relished in the sounds escaping him.

  No one had ever affected him half as much. He wanted, no needed, Sean to come apart. Every flicker, every nuance of contact created a burning, a yearning he couldn’t deny. He didn’t just want or need Sean to feel pleasure, it was as important to him as breathing.

  Worshiping Sean’s taut body, he reached between his legs to grasp his cock. Sean’s hips lurched when he brushed a thumb over the head. Moisture coated the head. Lifting it to Sean’s lips, he offered his thumb.

  Any control he’d had vanished when Sean opened his mouth, taking his precum in and sucking it off his thumb. “More.” Sean licked along Luke’s thumb, his lashes falling over his desire-clouded eyes. “Please, Luke, it tastes so…”

  For the first time since he’d taken a lover, Luke debated using a condom. Concern for his partner and his own health won out, and he descended to kiss Sean. His lips and tongue devoured Sean, plundering the sweetness he kept hidden.

  “Now, need you now.” Luke panted.

  Sean’s eyes widened, a flare of alarm in them. “How?”

  Luke reached past him and dribbled some lube
onto his fingers. Holding Sean’s gaze, he slid them between Sean’s spread legs, teasing along the sensitive skin behind his balls. Languid swipes along his crack teased as he petted the tense flesh. Again and again, he passed over the puckered opening, swirling a finger, pressing against it. With each motion, Sean’s vocalizations rose in volume, his fingers clenching amid the tangled bedding.

  Long minutes passed, the only sound the whimpers and moans from the bed as Luke slid his finger deeper and deeper. He swallowed hard, grasped Sean’s cock, and stroked it, his grip firm. Every upstroke he penetrated deeper, seesawing his finger until Sean’s hips were rolling in time with his movements. He eased a second finger in, pausing at the first knuckle to allow Sean to adjust. He growled when Sean eased his legs further apart, his ass coming up. Sean rocked into Luke’s hand, forcing more into his tight opening.

  “Damn, sexy, I could devour you.” Luke moaned against Sean’s sternum. “I could do this all day and never get tired of the way you move. The sounds you make. Turns me on. Never been harder.”

  “Fuck, yes.” Sean let out a keening cry when Luke’s fingers brushed over his prostate. “Oh my God, what the…”

  “Feel good?” Luke reached for one of the foil packets. He tore into it and slipped the condom over his aching cock before he bent to take Sean into his mouth. Using his tongue as well as his lips, he eased his mouth over Sean’s erection. He bobbed and slurped along his cock as he moved his fingers in Sean’s hot ass, scissoring them, preparing him.

  Sean’s ass clenched, spasming beneath his touch. He rocked against Luke’s hand, arching into his mouth as Luke took him deeper. Luke moaned and rolled his shoulders as Sean’s heels found their way to the middle of his back. With his fingers deep in his ass, Luke lifted his head, his other hand going to Sean’s cock.