Love Next Door

by Jerry Cole

  God, he wanted more, and Reese hadn’t even kissed him properly yet.

  Just as Reese slid his hand up David’s back, tugging him closer to press kisses to David’s neck, David was aware of a ringing from somewhere in the room. He groaned when he recognized the ringtone. Perfect timing.

  “Dammit.”

  “Ignore it.” Reese licked along David’s jaw, his hand still massaging David’s cock. “Whoever it is will go away.”

  “It might be Nicole.” David pulled away, suddenly feeling very cold when Reese’s hands fell away. “You know what she’s like. She’ll keep calling until I answer.”

  Reese sighed and shook his head.

  “Hurry up and turn your phone off when you’re done. There are some things that are meant to be turned on right now and your cell phone is not one of them.”

  David grinned at that. He was more than turned on. Reese had set off a fire in his veins. He scrambled for his phone, still in his jacket pocket, and checked the answer. He didn’t recognize the number, but that could mean anything. God help him if it was James or Laura; they were enough to cool anyone’s ardor.

  David answered.

  “Hello?”

  “You won’t be so lucky next time.”

  David froze. This was not a voice he recognized. And the raspy tone sent a chill down his back.

  “Who is this?”

  “The car won’t be a substitute for you again, David.” Was all he got in reply. “You’re in for it.”

  Then all David heard was the dial-tone in his ear.

  Chapter Seven

  Reese lay on the guest bed staring at the ceiling. That damn phone call. He was so close to finally kissing David and taking him to bed - they might not have made it that far, but Reese had been planning to give it a good go - and then David was freaked out by the phone call. He had thrown his cell phone across the room, the phone shattering against the wall, with a frustrated growl.

  If Reese managed to get hold of the anonymous caller, he was going to roast them alive.

  God, having David so close to him, feeling his arousal against Reese’s stomach, had set the fire going. Reese had wanted to strip David down and see what he was really hiding. They had worn nothing but shorts before after working out together, but they had never been completely naked. Reese had wondered before how big David was considering how tight his shorts had been. Now he had got his first feel, and he knew.

  David was huge. And that just made Reese want to see him more.

  Damn that phone call. David had been too shaken to do anything. His arousal had gone, and he was cold. Reese didn’t know what to do, only offer to stay with him if David didn’t want to be alone. David seemed grateful by this offer, but Reese could see it didn’t make him feel any better.

  Even an hour after David heading up to bed and Reese getting himself sorted in the guest room, he could still hear David moving around his bedroom. There was a lot of pacing, a lot of growling, and the sound of things being thrown. Even when he was lying on the bed the springs kept squeaking.

  Damn, that bed needed oiling. They would have been squeaking a lot earlier if that call hadn’t come through.

  Reese’s own arousal hadn’t disappeared. If anything, it had gotten stronger. His cock was so hard that it was tenting his boxers. Stroking himself, just made things worse. Reese knew self-service wasn’t going to work this time. And having David next door still awake didn’t help. If he had been asleep, Reese would have forced himself to stop.

  Eventually, Reese gave up. He wasn’t going to get any sleep any time soon, and he was more than fired up. He wanted David, and he was going to have him. That phone call might have momentarily stopped him, but there was nothing stopping him now.

  Reese got out of bed and strode towards the door. Slipping into the hallway, he went next door. There he paused. It was quieter in David’s room now, but Reese could hear something. It sounded like crying.

  David crying? He never cried. Now Reese was pulling back. His needs were beginning to sound pathetic compared to what David was going through.

  He gently tapped at the door and opened it. The room was dark, light coming in through a gap in the curtain from the streetlamp. Reese’s eyes could barely make out the shape on the bed.

  “David?”

  “Reese?”

  There was a loud sniffing noise and then the bedside lamp turned on. David sat up. He was wearing a t-shirt, the duvet tucked around his waist. Even across the room, Reese could see David’s eyes were red. He really had been crying.

  “Are you okay?”

  “I... I’m fine.” David rubbed at his eyes. “Really.”

  “I thought I heard crying.”

  “I wasn’t crying.”

  Reese sighed and entered the room.

  “David…”

  “What?”

  “Don’t lie to me. It’s okay to cry, considering what’s happened to you lately.”

  David looked like he wanted to argue, but then he slumped and fell back on the pillows with a heavy sigh. He stared at the ceiling with a scowl.

  “I’m just so fed up with everything right now. Why can’t people just leave me alone?”

  “That I understand.” Reese approached the bed, easing onto the edge of the mattress. His hip was touching David’s leg. “You don’t seem to have the best luck in things right now, do you?”

  “Not really.” David huffed. “I still wonder if I hadn’t been so naive if I would have noticed what James was doing.”

  Reese wished David would stop bashing himself over the head about this. The man had been in love and it had been his first love, so it was going to be intense. James must have sensed it, too, and Reese believed there had been some genuine attraction there. It was just not meant to be, not with James refusing to be monogamous.

  He reached out and squeezed David’s thigh. The muscles bunched under his hand.

  “That wasn’t your fault.” He said gently. “You can’t control a person or what they’re going to do.”

  “Sometimes, I wish I could.”

  They were silent for a while, Reese’s hand still on David’s thigh. Now David was looking at him, shadows half-covering his face, but unable to hide the desire building in his eyes. His lips parted, and Reese found himself staring at David’s mouth. How could David expect him to go back to his room now they were sitting on his bed, Reese only wearing a pair of boxers and David in his pajamas.

  David shifted, and the duvet moved out of the way. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants, old and threadbare, which left little to the imagination. Reese found himself staring at David’s erection, tenting his pants. Dear God, he looked even bigger than earlier. His hand moved of its own accord, sliding up David’s thigh towards his groin. David’s breathing hitched and he thrust his hips up. Reese grew bolder and moved his hand so it was pressed over David’s erection. David’s cock twitched, and David moaned, his head falling back as Reese cupped him through his sweatpants.

  “You want some company?”

  “Please.” David was breathing heavily, pressing into Reese’s hand. “I don’t think I’m going to get any sleep anytime soon.”

  Reese grinned. He clambered onto the bed and knelt between David’s legs, grabbing the waistband of his sweatpants. David lifted his hips as Reese tugged, the threadbare fabric sliding down his thighs. His cock sprang free and Reese found himself ogling it. David really was big all over, he had to be almost as thick as his wrist.

  His mouth was watering at the sight.

  Reese tossed aside the sweatpants and brushed his fingers over David’s cock. David groaned, and Reese started to stroke him, pressing a hand to his own erection.

  “You do know I wasn’t talking about just sitting here talking company.” He panted.

  “I know.” David sat up and yanked off his t-shirt, which he tossed aside. Then he grabbed Reese and pulled him forward. “I’m not up for talking, either.”

  Reese barely had a chance to breat
he before David pressed his mouth to Reese’s. Delicious. Reese wanted to explore, but David had other ideas. Still kissing him, he flipped the two of them and Reese ended up on his back on the bed. His hand was still on David’s cock, stroking him, but David had knocked aside his hand over Reese’s erection. With one hand, he shoved Reese’s boxers down his thighs. Then his cock was rubbing over Reese’s hard shaft. The warm friction had Reese moaning, and he cupped David’s backside, urging him to move more.

  Damn, this felt good. And they had barely started.

  David broke the kiss far too early, moving down Reese’s body. He twirled his tongue around Reese’s nipple and then scraped his teeth over the sensitive flesh. Reese shuddered, grabbing onto David’s shoulders.

  “David…”

  “Shut up.” David moved to his other nipple. “I’m not done with you yet. My house, my turn first.”

  Reese was about to argue that - he was the dominant one - but then David bit down on his nipple. That sent a shock of pain through his head, followed by pleasure. Reese clutched onto David’s head, unsure whether to push him away or bring him closer. Then David started moving lower again, sliding his tongue over Reese’s belly. His chin bumped against Reese’s cock, and his large, warm hand closed around the rock-hard shaft. David shot Reese a grin as he began to stroke him.

  “You a top or bottom?”

  The pleasure was swirling around in Reese’s head and it took a moment before he realized that David had said something. He swallowed.

  “Your house.” He panted. “You decide what I am.”

  David chuckled.

  “Glad to see you’re managing to pay attention.”

  Then his mouth closed around Reese’s cock. Reese gasped, his hips instinctively thrusting up. David’s tongue curled around his shaft, his mouth squeezing him as he moved his head. Reese felt his cock touch the back of David’s throat.

  Fuck. If he had known that David was this forward in bed, then he would have made a move earlier. Reese was used to being in charge in the bedroom, but he found himself giving everything over to David.

  And he was loving it.

  David sucked his cock with a mouth that seemed to touch every part of Reese’s skin. One hand stroked Reese’s shaft while the other played with his balls, rolling them in his fingers. Reese writhed, wanting more but unable to get more. Every time he tried to thrust into David’s mouth or press David’s head down, David would stop or momentarily ease off. He was not letting Reese take what he wanted.

  Reese could go with that. For now. Next time, he was the one in charge, even if it meant handcuffing David to the bed.

  Did David have any handcuffs? Reese was keen to find out.

  “David…” Reese tugged at David’s shoulders. The arousal was tightening in his belly, spreading through his groin. “I’m going to cum.”

  That was when he felt a sudden coldness. Opening his eyes - when had he closed them? - Reese realized that David had pulled away. Now he was straddling his waist, his cock seeming to be thicker than before. David grinned at him as he reached back and took hold of Reese’s cock.

  “Then cum while you fuck me.” David’s voice was barely a growl as he shifted back. “I want to see you lose it.”

  This was the side of David Reese loved. The primal, animalistic side. It was rare for it to come out, but Reese enjoyed that part. David was something else. And now as he pressed the head of Reese’s cock to his asshole, he looked magnificent.

  Reese hissed as his cock eased into David’s ass. This was tighter than David’s mouth, and it had Reese wanting to shoot his load almost immediately. He gripped tightly onto the duvet, trying to stay still as David slowly pressed down onto his cock. David moaned. Reese looked up to see David’s head falling back, eyes closed with his mouth open in a sigh.

  Then he was fully inside him, David sitting on his lap. Reese could feel his muscles tightening around Reese’s cock, fluttering around his shaft. He grimaced and pressed his hips up.

  “You okay?” David panted.

  “Good.” Reese could barely talk. He was breathing heavily, his whole body starting to shake. “Please, don’t tease me like this.”

  “Not planning to.” David took Reese’s hand and placed it on David’s cock. “Stroke me. I’m going to cum with you.”

  Reese barely had time to respond before David rose up, his ass muscles sliding along his shaft. Then David slammed back down, sending pleasure shooting up through Reese’s body. Reese arched off the bed, his hand coming off David’s cock in his throes. But David grabbed his hand and brought it back.

  “Stroke me, Reese. Or you won’t cum.”

  Reese was too far gone to talk or to argue. He managed to run his hand over David’s smooth shaft as David started to ride him, his cock getting squeezed tighter and tighter. Reese could hardly catch his breath, and he barely remembered to stroke David. David put his hand over Reese’s and urged him to move. David was moaning, his motions getting faster.

  “You ready for me, Reese? I’m going to cum.”

  “I…”

  Reese was struggling to breathe, and the orgasm caught him off-guard. It tickled at the edge of his sub-conscience, and then it exploded. Reese yowled, his hips jerking off the bed. He squeezed David’s cock as David gave a shout, and he felt David’s seed hit his belly in a warm shower. Then he felt his release, his cock twitching hard in David’s ass.

  David moaned and fell forward, keeping himself up with his hands. He was breathing heavily, sweat trickling down his chest and dripping into Reese’s belly. Reese’s hands were shaking as he rested them on David’s thighs.

  “Fuck.”

  He couldn’t think of any other way to describe it. David opened his eyes, which were bright. He grinned and eased down, shifting off Reese to lie beside him. Reese groaned as his softening cock left David’s ass, David pulled Reese against him for a soft kiss.

  “That’s certainly one way to have company.” He said against Reese’s mouth.

  Reese grinned, his hand sliding down David’s side.

  “Definitely.” He then brushed his hand across David’s cock, which was starting to stiffen again. “But this time I’m in charge.”

  “Go for it.” David lay on his back and stretched, thrusting his groin into Reese’s hands. “I’m all yours.”

  All yours. Reese liked the sound of that.

  ***

  Reese was still smiling as he pulled into the parking lot outside his office building. Last night had turned into a night where he and David barely slept, but it was worth it. For the first time, Reese got to really explore David’s body. He was just as solid as Reese expected. All over. And he seemed to have boundless energy. David’s sex drive was much higher than Reese anticipated.

  It was dawn by the time they fell asleep, David tucked into Reese’s side with their arms around each other. It seemed the most natural position for the two of them to fall asleep in. Reese couldn’t remember the last time he had fallen asleep with someone in bed with him. Henry wasn’t one who liked having someone in his bed in case they were interrupted. They simply made love and then Reese went to his own room.

  With David, it was different. He was more comfortable in his skin, and he was more than eager in the bedroom. He knew exactly what he wanted, and Reese was happy to let him take charge.

  Two dominant sexual men in the bedroom shouldn’t have worked. But it did.

  It was during the night that something had lifted. Reese had realized something as he lay with David sleeping against him. He had been living too much for something that he didn’t have anymore. He was missing what he could get back. Henry was gone, and while Reese still deeply cared for him, he wasn’t coming back to life. Reese was going to waste away if he kept mourning for him.

  He could still miss his former lover, but he could also move on. On his own or with someone else, it didn’t matter.

  Maybe he could move on with David. David was not the type to have a bit of fun and then
go back to normal. He was a long-term, permanent type of person. Reese liked that about him. David was the type of guy you could have in your life, who would be there when you got home with a beer and a listening ear. Reese could see himself coming home with David there waiting for him.

  It was odd. Only twenty-four hours ago, Reese had been prepared to wallow in his self-pity. Now he was thinking of a potential future with his next-door neighbor. It was startling what twenty-four hours could do.

  Now all he needed to do was get work sorted out. Reese felt ready to get everything back on track. Maria had been more than sympathetic with his situation, but she had to be feeling irritated at Reese’s attitude. Looking back on it, Reese was surprised he hadn’t been fired months ago.

  Checking that his jacket wasn’t looking like it needed ironing for the second time, Reese headed into the offices on the second floor. One of his co-workers was sitting at his desk, feet up while he tapped away on his phone. He barely looked up as Reese came in. Reese grinned.

  “Avoiding the missus again, Ross?”

  “You know I…” Then Ross looked up, almost dropping his phone as he jumped. He shot to his feet. “Fuck, Reese! What are you doing here?”

  “Why are you so surprised that I would come into work?”

  “Well, it’s been a long time.” Ross shrugged. “I thought you’d moved away or died.”

  Reese wasn’t surprised. He had cut off contact with everyone at work with the exception of Maria - as if she would allow him to do that. Anyone who worked with him had reminded Reese of his failures. He needed a clean break to clear his head. He spread his hands.

  “That was my fault. I just needed time to myself.”

  “After what happened, I’m not surprised.”

  There was no mention of Reese’s indiscretions. Word would have got around the office, but Ross was sensible enough not to say anything. Reese was glad about that; he didn’t want to discuss it further than he had to.