Thunderstorms on the Horizon

by Kendel Duncan

  The look on the man’s face as he hovered above Colby was downright….predatory. And it sent a shiver rippling down Colby’s spine.

  “If you think your first orgasm was good,” he said as he pressed the tip of his finger inside.

  Good? Good? That last orgasm wasn’t even in the same ballpark as phenomenal, let alone good.

  That finger slid all the way in to the knuckle and then curved to brush his prostate on the way out as he said, “your second is going to be life-changing.”

  Colby had zero doubt about that.

  His fingers clutched at the sheets as his chest bowed up off the bed, “Oh god,” he groaned as more pre-cum – post-cum – who the fuck knew or cared – drooled from his dick.

  Never in his life had he come twice during sex, not even when he was young and spry. And never in his life had he felt so dominated by someone and not been afraid of that. In fact, he was fucking loving it.

  “Fuck,” he groaned again as Jaden’s finger, joined by a second one, slid back in side and began to spread him.

  Need vibrated throughout his entire body, “P-p-p-please,” he groaned.

  Jaden’s body loomed up over his, the hard cock clutched in Jaden’s hand and positioned at Colby’s entrance, his face just far enough away for him to stare into Colby’s eyes without it being blurry, “This changes everything, Colby. Are you ready for that?”

  Colby’s lust-filled brain finally was able to form a cohesive sentence, “More than ready,” he whispered.

  Jaden stared for a moment longer and then tipped his head forward to fuse their lips as he began pressing his cock inside.

  Colby inhaled sharply through his nose when he felt that initial burn but when Jaden’s tongue swept inside and he began devouring, claiming, owning, Colby’s mouth – his body relaxed and the man slid inside to the hilt.

  Jaden broke the contact of their mouths by tearing his free and then pressing their foreheads together, “Fuck, Colby, you feel so damn good. Can I move?”

  Colby’s fingers dug into Jaden’s biceps in a way that had to be uncomfortable but the man didn’t seem to notice. He swallowed and then nodded, “Fuck, yeah,” he breathed out on an exhale.

  Jaden pulled his hips back until just the head of his cock was inside and then he slid it all the way back in. And, oh fuck, what a sweet burn that was.

  “Harder,” Colby whispered.

  A smirk lifted one corner of Jaden’s mouth, “We’re getting there. Patience.”

  And then he moved in and out again, this time a little faster.

  “Ffffuuuucccckkkk,” Colby groaned. His entire body felt alive in a way it never had before and Jaden hadn’t even touched his prostate yet. The anticipation of what would happen when he did was almost enough to send Colby over the edge.

  But then Jaden’s hands slid underneath Colby, sliding up his back to curl around his shoulders. At the same time, his knees slid together and forward, lifting Colby’s ass just enough to change the angle of his thrusts.

  And then he began pounding his cock in and out of Colby’s ass like a racehorse in the final stretch, pegging his prostate each and every time.

  For the second time in less than an hour, Colby lost both his mind and his ability to speak, “F-f-f-fu, shhhhii, ungh, f-f-f-f, yes!” he shouted as his dick began painting the skin between their bodies, the skin that was plastered together, his come warm and slippery, his brain proudly latching onto the odd fact that he had managed to say the word, ‘yes.’

  Jaden’s hips faltered slightly, the only indication that the man was close and then he lifted his head, locked their eyes together and whispered Colby’s name in a way that felt like a caress across his heart as he plunged in deep.

  In deep, that thought played across Colby’s mind like an electronic reader board.

  Yeah, he was in deep.

  He just had to hope that Jaden would be there with him.

  Fifteen

  Row kept glancing over at King, who was pushing the shopping cart with a devastated look on his face.

  After the tenth, or so, time, King reached over to clasp his arm, “Babe, stop.”

  “I can’t,” Row mumbled as he picked up a jar of spaghetti sauce and pretended to read the ingredients.

  King stood up straight and pulled Row into his arms, resting their foreheads together. He didn’t give a fuck who saw them, he didn’t care if someone might not like seeing two men embracing. They could fucking close their eyes if they didn’t like it, or, you know, just not fucking look, nosy assholes.

  “You can and you will, Row. As far as I’m concerned, the past year was just a blip on an otherwise stellar future.”

  “A blip? A blip? Are you fucking kidding me? I completely cut you out of my life, King. Hell, I tried to take out restraining orders so you couldn’t get near me. That is so far from a blip on anyone’s damn radar.”

  “Are we good now?”

  Row frowned, “What?”

  “Are we good now? Are we back together, on our road to forever?”

  “Well, yeah, I sure as fuck hope so.”

  King pressed their lips gently together once before saying, “Then that’s all that matters.”

  “But…”

  King silenced him with a kiss, “Nope.”

  “But….”

  Another kiss.

  When King pulled away this time he was graced with something that he hadn’t seen in over a year: a smile from Row.

  It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

  “Okay,” Row whispered, “you win.”

  King cupped Row’s cheek and ran his thumb across his lips, “You are all the prize I need.”

  They finished up their shopping with King pulling every sweet smile that Row sent his way whenever he looked at him and tucking them safely into his heart. He’d take those over the frowns any fucking day.

  As they were driving home, Row said, “Do you really think it was Campbell who set you up?”

  King popped a grape into his mouth, “Yep but only one way to find out for sure, right?”

  “Yeah,” Row said and then he frowned at the open road in front of them for a while.

  “You keep frowning like that and it’s going to become permanent. What’s going on?” King said.

  “I just, do you think they knew?”

  Now it was King’s turn to frown, “Who?”

  “JD. Brent. Do you think they knew and that’s why they assigned this case to us? Why they brought us in?”

  “How could they have? We didn’t even know, babe.”

  “I know but talk about weird coincidences.”

  “Strange shit happens sometimes.”

  “Yeah, but…”

  “Stop looking a gift horse in the mouth, babe. We get a chance to take down a fucking child sex-trafficker and get our revenge at the same time. That’s a win-win in my book any day.”

  “So, how do you want to approach Campbell?” Row said with a frown.

  “I’ve been thinking about that. We could wear disguises when we go there, but if we have to talk to him or get anywhere near him, he’s probably going to figure out it’s us. We lived in close quarters with the man for over a year.”

  Row nodded, “Yeah, I agree with that.”

  “So, here’s what I’m thinking,” King said turning his body a little so he was facing Row, “We go in separately. You first. And then I confront you, act like we’re still estranged and I accuse you of cheating or some shit. If Campbell doesn’t try to rescue you and then become your friend, I’ll give you a blow job every day for a month.”

  A grin flashed across Row’s face, “Wow. You’re really giving me an excuse to try to lose a bet.”

  “Well, if you ask nice, I’ll still probably blow you every day. We’ve got a lot of time to make up for.”

  Row frowned as guilt washed over his face, “I know,” he said with a sigh, “King, I….”

  King interrupted him by reaching over and rubbing Row’s cro
tch, “I think we should start right now.”

  Row hissed in a breath, “What?”

  King leaned over and nipped Row’s ear, “Pull over, babe.”

  “King, I, I, I, oh god, I don’t have a condom with me.”

  “That’s okay, babe. What I’m about to do to you doesn’t require condoms,” he growled into Row’s ear as his fingers popped open the button on his jeans and lowered his zipper.

  “Fuck,” Row said through gritted teeth and then he yanked the wheel to the right and pulled off the road. He shut off the car and they stared at each other for a few seconds, allowing the heat to build between them and then, as if no gap in time had occurred between them, they both moved forward at the same time and crashed their lips together.

  Things went from heated to incendiary with the first meeting of their wet tongues.

  “King,” Row moaned into King’s mouth as his hips bucked up into the hand that was currently rubbing his hard dick through his briefs.

  King yanked his mouth away and leered at Row, his eyes dancing with the heated flames of lust, “Get out of the car, Row,” he growled.

  Row glanced around at their surroundings, “Uh…”

  King clamped his hand over Row’s balls, “Get out of the fucking car, Row.”

  Row’s hand was reaching for the door handle before his mind had registered that he’d moved.

  King climbed out too and then looked at Row over the top of the car. “Come here, Row.”

  Row closed his door and walked around to the passenger side of the car. King grabbed him and pushed him roughly up against the closed passenger door, slamming their mouths together as his hand work to pull Row’s dick from his pants.

  “You’re gonna make me come,” Row groaned as King kissed and nipped down Row’s throat while his hand slowly glided over the man’s leaking cock.

  “That’s the idea,” he said and then he dropped down to his knees.

  He waited for Row to look down at him and then he sucked Row’s dick into the back of his throat.

  “Fuck!” Row cried.

  King’s warm, wet, perfect mouth moved up and down Row’s dick while Row watched. King’s other hand fumbled with his jeans and pulled out his own dick. “That’s it, babe. Let me see you jerk your big dick. Fuck I’ve missed your mouth,” Row said with a groan as his eyes closed and his head tilted back.

  They reopened and watched King, watched his hard, glistening cock slide in between those amazing lips.

  He was going to lose it. He was so going to fucking lose it.

  “Everything okay here?” a man’s voice said from behind them.

  King froze with his mouth around Row’s dick and Row could feel the man’s body shaking as he silently laughed. Fucker.

  Row turned his head just enough to see the older farmer in his ancient truck who had stopped and rolled down his window to see if they had a problem. Did they have a problem? Fuck yes, they did. Row needed to come, like…right the fuck now.

  “Just watching the beautiful sunset,” Row wheezed out, his voice a few octaves higher than it normally was because King was currently swirling his tongue around Row’s slit.

  Row could feel his balls pulling up, could feel the tingle at the base of his spine. He was going to come.

  “Okay then, you have a good evening,” the farmer said.

  “You. Too!” Row said a little too enthusiastically.

  With a wave, the farmer’s truck rumbled down the road.

  Row grabbed King’s head and began fucking the man’s mouth, “You. Make. Me. Lose. My. Fucking. Mind,” he said with each thrust. “Oh fuck, King!” he cried as he began pulsing down the man’s throat.

  As his stellar orgasm began to wane, he looked down and saw King’s hand moving at a blurring speed over his dick and then King froze, grunted and his dick shot out thick ropes of cum….all over Row’s shoes.

  “Well, that’s new,” Row said with a smirk.

  King’s mouth finally pulled off of Row’s glistening, softening dick and he looked down at Row’s shoes, “What? That? It’s my cum, Row, it’s nothing new to you.”

  “But marking your territory on my feet is.”

  King smiled, “Oh. I could probably manage to pee on them too, if you’d like.”

  “Nah, I think I’m good with this, thanks.”

  Row stared at King for a long, drawn-out moment and then his brows furrowed. King knew what was coming so he silenced Row with a kiss, “Shhhh, don’t. I don’t need your apologies, Row, I don’t need your guilt, I don’t need your explanations…..I only need you. Have I got you again, Row?”

  Row nodded but then he glanced away, “We, uh, it would be smart if we both got tested, okay?”

  King did his best to hide his reaction on the outside but inside his heart was being shredded. He knew what Row was trying to say – he knew that he was telling King that he’d been with someone else during the year that they’d been apart. King had tried, once, but he’d failed spectacularly by getting so drunk that he threw up on the guys shoes in the alley before anything could happen. And then his obsession with finding Row and trying to get him to forgive him had taken over everything.

  While lost in his head, he realized that Row had said something, “Huh, what?” he said.

  “I said it was only once and I was careful, I swear. I was just trying something, anything, to get you out of my heart.”

  “Yeah? And how’d that work out for ya?”

  “It was awful, horrible. I started crying right after and I locked myself in my bathroom. After trying to get me come out for an hour, the guy finally left and I never heard from him again. But, King….”

  King pulled him closer to his body and pressed a kiss to his forehead, “No, stop, babe. What’s done is done. You have every right to do whatever you needed to do to get yourself whole again.”

  “But, that’s just the thing. Nothing was going to make me whole….except for you. When I left on that transport plane without you, even though I was so hurt and pissed at you, it still felt like a huge chunk of my heart had been ripped from my chest. I should’ve, I should’ve realized,” Row whispered, his eyes closing, his face looking like he was fighting back tears.

  “Realized what?”

  “That the only way I was going to get it back was to let you back in. Because you were holding it, King. Whether you knew it or not, you were holding that piece of my heart and keeping it safe,” he whispered, the words sounding as if they were ripped from his chest as his eyes reopened and locked with King’s.

  “I did know that, Row. Do you want to know how?”

  “How?” The word was spoken just barely above a whisper.

  “Because you will always be in my heart, always. Whether we’re together or not, you’re in here,” he said as he placed his palm on his chest, “and I am in here,” he said as he placed his other hand over Row’s heart, “Always remember that.”

  “I will, King. I swear I will. I’m going to work so damn hard to re-earn your trust, I promise you that.”

  King placed a gentle kiss on his lips, “You’ve already got it, babe. In fact, you never lost it.”

  “But….”

  King kissed him again, “I can keep doing this all day, babe, and I will if I have to.”

  A smirk lifted one corner of Row’s mouth, “Maybe I want you to.”

  “As much as I’d love that, we have fridge and freezer stuff in the car that we need to get home.”

  Row’s eyes went wide, “Oh shit, I completely forgot about the food!”

  King kissed him on the tip of his nose, “You’re welcome.”

  They both walked back to the car and climbed inside. And as Row merged back onto the road to head to their new home, for the first time in as long as he could remember, King felt like he could finally breathe.

  Sixteen

  Colby knew that Jaden was awake even though it was still dark outside. He knew because he could already sense everything about the man – a fact
that scared the ever-living shit out of him because he still had no idea what was going to happen between the two of them.

  What if this was it for them?

  What if Jaden walked away?

  How would he cope?

  What would he do?

  And on the flip side, what if he didn’t? What was next for them?

  “You need to stop thinking so hard,” Jaden whispered into his ear.

  Colby smiled, “I was just about to say that to you.”

  Jaden turned in Colby’s arms. Even though they’d fallen asleep with Jaden wrapped around Colby’s back, at some point they’d switched and it was now Colby who was plastered to Jaden’s backside.

  Even though he hated the separation, Colby scooted back enough to give Jaden some room. His sleepy hazel eyes doing funny things to Colby’s heart when their gazes locked.

  “I’m just trying to figure out what to do with us.”

  The beating of Colby’s heart ratcheted up a few hundred notches, “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, how do I, how do we, fuck….”

  Colby brushed the hair from Jaden’s forehead, “It’s okay, babe, take your time.”

  Jaden blew out an impatient breath, “I’m not sure how to go about telling my folks. They’re going to blow a gasket, Colby, I mean a huge freaking gasket.”

  Colby inhaled a breath to respond but Jaden pressed his finger over Colby’s lips silencing him, “And, no, I’m not going to hide this from them.”

  Colby smiled from behind Jaden’s finger, “Can I speak now?”

  Jaden’s finger slowly slid down Colby’s lips, his chin, his throat, his neck, “Yes,” Jaden whispered.

  “Are you sure you need to tell them already? I mean, we pretty much just met, even though I saw you a few times when you were a kid, I’m not going to count that because it makes me feel like a total perv.”

  Jaden’s expression changed, a frown pulled the corners of his mouth down and he immediately began to move away from Colby, “Oh, I just thought…..never mind.”

  Colby grabbed his arm and pulled him back, “Hey, what just happened? Talk to me.”