by Jet Mykles
He should go in there. He needed to be in there. Reese was naked and wanting. He could spout all the stupid denials that he wanted, but Reese wanted Luc, just as much as Luc wanted Reese. Luc’s instincts about these things were never wrong. Plus, the entire night backed him up. He had not been alone in that kiss. If it wasn’t for whatever made Reese insist that he wasn’t gay, they could have fucked on the grass in that garden.
Luc reached down to adjust his cock.
Lights came on the second floor. Luc stared. Stupid to just sit here. He should go. Reese had said no with words and even if everything else said God yes he should respect the no.
Frustrated, confused, and a little angry, he kept sitting there. He told himself he’d leave when all the lights went out. That would mean Reese went to bed and was fine being without him. Dumb dumb dumb rationalization, but that’s part of how his mind worked.
Then the light came on in the kitchen. He knew that because he could see Reese through the huge front window and he could see that Reese didn’t look any happier than he was.
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Reese finished his shower and dried off, pulled on a comfy pair of pajama bottoms, then went downstairs to fetch the clothes he’d left near the door. But first, a stop in the kitchen for aspirin and water to avoid a hangover. Even though his dunk in the pond seemed to have cleared his head, he remembered too well just how much he’d had to drink.
Not enough to make you do wonderfully stupid things.
Telling himself to shut the fuck up, he was just finishing a huge glass of water when the knock sounded at the door. He froze, staring across the dark living room at the entryway. It was somewhere around midnight. Who could it…?
He moaned softly, setting the glass down in the sink. If he ignored it, maybe Luc would go away. Except he could now see the Lexus still parked on the curb, in plain view through the front window. A good reason to pull the curtains that he never closed.
Then another good reason when Luc stepped to the side so they could see each other through the window. He was half shadows and half yellowed from the bug bulb in the porch light, but it did nothing to diminish his beauty. Loose red hair was flowing lava down his neck and over his shoulders and his pale silk shirt gleamed. He pointed to the door.
Reese shook his head.
“Don’t want me to disturb your neighbors, do you?” Although the voice was muffled through glass and wall, Reese heard him well enough.
Reese snarled. Just the sound of that voice had his cock perking to attention again. Be strong! He stomped across his living room, kicked aside wet clothing, and opened the door. He tried to just crack it, but Luc took him by surprise and pushed in. Reese stumbled, slipping in a puddle. His world spun and he braced for impact with the tiles. But Luc caught his arms above the elbows, aborting his fall by slamming him up against the closet opposite the front door. The front door snicked shut, but Reese couldn’t see it with Luc looming over him.
“What do you want?” Reese hissed, not sure that he sounded as mad as he intended. There was just so much of Luc and it could be intimidating but it just wasn’t.
Luc’s hands slid down his arms to take hold of his wrists and yanked them up above Reese’s head. He leaned in the extra few inches he had on Reese. Loose hair fell forward, almost brushing Reese’s temple. “This.” Luc took Reese’s mouth in a possessive, brutal kiss.
Reese groaned into it, fisting his hands. It took way too much effort to push Luc away. All of the man’s weight was leaning on those hands, pinning Reese to the closet door. So instead he twisted his face aside, gasping for breath when he was free. “God damn it! What’re you doing?”
Luc’s lips dragged up Reese’s cheek to his ear. His knee nudged between Reese’s legs, pressing his thigh into Reese’s groin.
The erection that hadn’t gone away flared to full, hideous life.
“I tried to leave,” that voice rumbled in his ear. “But I’m dying to taste you. I want to suck you down and eat you up.” His teeth closed down on the curve between Reese’s neck and shoulder. “Please, Reese. I’ve got to fuck you.”
Please? Dear God! He should say no. This was big trouble. He should say no, make Luc go away, and preserve both of their sanities. Except that sanity seemed a long way away when that low voice was begging — begging — to fuck him.
“Luc,” he heard himself moan. When had he closed his eyes? Why was he shaking?
“Yeah, tiger.” The thigh drove into his crotch, pressing pleasure up into Reese’s gut. “You want it, too, don’t you? You want me to shove my cock all the way into that sweet little ass of yours.”
No fair! That voice talking dirty went to his head. Both of them. He squirmed, rubbing his cock against that hard thigh. “Oh, yeah,” he answered before he could swallow the words.
Luc’s mouth was back, open and demanding. His hands framed Reese’s face, trapping it. The thumbs pressed Reese’s chin, forcing his lips to open under Luc’s assault.
Reese couldn’t have fought if he tried. It was too much. He needed this! He melted, his own hands gripping Luc’s sides.
Luc yanked back, pulling Reese with him.
Startled, Reese yelped.
Luc turned him around to face the stairs and swatted his ass. “Get up those stairs unless you want me to fuck you here.”
Believing Luc’s words, Reese darted forward. He beat Luc to his bedroom by mere seconds. The single bedside lamp cast the room in harsh, murky shadows. Closed blinds filtered the spare moonlight in as soft, silver slats over the bed and carpet. He reached the bed and turned.
Luc shoved him.
Reese’s back hit the unmade sheets.
Luc paused only long enough to whip his half-buttoned shirt over his head and toss it aside. He fell on Reese, kissing and grinding their groins together.
Reese moaned, completely lost in sensation. He wound his arms around Luc’s shoulders, spanning his hands over the smooth, satiny skin of Luc’s back. His legs bent and fell open, creating a cradle to welcome Luc’s hips.
Luc trailed his lips down Reese’s neck, his teeth peeping out to nip.
Reese jumped at each little bite, loving the sharp pain just as much as the wet warmth of the tongue that soothed it away.
Luc paused at Reese’s nipples, taking extra time to nip and suck at the sensitive little points.
Reese dug his fingers into Luc’s hair, holding the rockstar to him.
Luc descended lower, hands preceding his mouth. He pulled Reese’s pajama bottoms down, freeing his cock to spring out and slap his belly. “Hard as a rock,” Luc crooned, wrapping a fist around Reese’s shaft. He slid the head between his lips.
Reese cried out, writhing beneath Luc. Sharp crimson lust shot up his cock to his spine, almost making him come. Only Luc’s firm grip at the base of his cock kept that from happening. “Luc! God, Luc!” He was babbling and he couldn’t care.
Luc hummed, sliding Reese’s erection deeper into the hot confines of his mouth.
Reese couldn’t believe it. Jacking off in the shower should have given him more control, but he was crazy with need. “Luc, please.”
The head of his cock popped loudly from Luc’s wet lips. “Go ahead and come for me, tiger. I want to taste you.” Luc took him deep.
“No, I… ah!” His back arched off the mattress. Shit! The man was definitely proving he wasn’t homophobic.
Luc took his time, exploring Reese thoroughly. He only started to suck in earnest when Reese was reduced to barely coherent begging. Then he started bobbing his head in a wonderful rhythm, twisting when the tip of Reese’s cock reached his lips and swallowing when it struck the back of his throat. When Luc reached down and fingered Reese’s ass, he lost it. With a strangled cry, he doubled into himself and gratefully shot into Luc’s mouth.
He fell back, panting, his whole body tingly. He hadn’t come that hard in years.
Luc slid back off the bed, taking Reese’s pants with him. He stood, eyes devouring Reese’s
sprawled body as he undid his trousers. “So beautiful,” he murmured, shifting his weight from side to side, toeing off his shoes. He dropped his pants and bent down to take off his socks.
Although the show was spectacular, Reese had enough of watching. He sat up, edging to the side of the bed to reach for Luc’s briefs. Now he needed to see. Needed to touch. Needed to have.
Luc caught his wrists. There was a condom in one of his hands. “You have lube, Reese?”
He looked up and drowned in the inky night of Luc’s eyes. “Yeah.”
“You should get it.”
He glanced down at the cock trying to burst from Luc’s underwear. “But …”
“Later. I need to be inside you.”
Yeah. Okay. That was good, too. Reese turned and crawled to the other side of the bed. He slid his torso off the edge so he could reach the box he had stashed in the indigo shadows underneath. He opened it on the floor, rummaged around the butt plug and dildos to find and grab the bottle of lube.
“A toy box?” Luc asked, dropping down on top of Reese.
Reese shut his eyes, momentarily overcome by the feel of Luc’s naked body spread full length over his. A warm, steely rod and soft, heavy balls molded over his ass.
The lube was plucked from his hand, and Luc’s body was gone. “We’ll play with the toys later.”
Reese glanced over his shoulder. Oh, good God! He’d known Luc would be beautiful. There was no way he couldn’t be. But even knowing it hadn’t prepared him. Luc naked was a glory to behold. Reese wanted to turn on a light so he could take in the mix of colors and shapes that were this man, but he couldn’t give voice or movement to the need.
Luc dropped the lube on the mattress beside his knee. He opened and rolled on the condom. Luc smiled at him and held his cock. “You want this?”
Reese nodded eagerly.
Luc laughed softly, edging farther back on the mattress. “Up on your knees.”
Reese scrambled to obey, ending up on knees and elbows, with his ass presented for Luc’s pleasure. Just how many times had his imagination placed him in this same position with this man? How many times had he imagined another lover was Luc? Was this really happening?
Luc smoothed a hand over Reese’s left butt cheek. He bent in to kiss it. “When’s the last time you were fucked like this, Reese?”
Reese shivered at the choice of words. “Years.”
A hand smoothed over his other cheek. Another kiss. “You been using that butt plug I saw in that box?”
Reese rested his forehead on the mattress and nodded.
“Good.” A tongue slid up his crack. “Then I won’t hurt you.”
Reese shuddered, astounded that he was still primed. “God, Luc, please just fuck me.”
Teeth nipped his butt cheek. “I’m getting there.”
“Get there faster.”
Luc laughed.
Reese didn’t know at first if it was a finger or a tongue that rimmed his hole, but finally decided it was a finger when it pushed inside. He groaned. “Yeah.”
“You like that?”
“Yeah.”
“More?”
“Oh, yeah.”
Another wet finger wiggled in with the first. “Damn, tiger, your ass is just begging to be fucked.”
“Yeah.”
Luc’s free hand slapped Reese’s cheek.
Reese jumped and moaned.
The fingers pumped. Twisted. Found that spot inside that made Reese’s cock start to reawaken. Again. Fuck! Reese whimpered, pushing back into those fingers. Dear God, it had been too long since he'd felt this.
“Oh, damn, Reese,” Luc groaned, lips whispering over the top swell of Reese’s ass.
“Luc, please.”
“Yeah.”
Fingers left. Bed swayed slightly. The condom-covered tip of Luc’s dick pressed at Reese’s hole.
“God, Luc, please.”
“See?” Luc’s hand slid up Reese's spine as his cock pushed slowly in. The other hand locked on Reese’s hip. “I knew you wanted this. How could you not want this?” His wet hand closed around Reese’s shoulder.
Reese couldn’t answer. Didn’t want to think. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could ever feel better than this. The pain of stretched muscles was nothing compared to the bliss of invasion, to knowing who was taking over his body.
That cock pressed ever forward.
Reese arched on a gasping cry, fingers digging into the blanket and sheets beneath him. Toys weren’t the same. Reese had always known that. He’d warned himself not to use them. Had never let anyone else see them, not even his girlfriends. But the need to be filled was nagging. The toys had taken the edge off, but this was what he needed. “Luc, yes. More!”
“More?” Luc slid home, his groin snug to Reese’s ass. His balls lightly slapped the sensitive skin behind Reese’s own balls. Luc’s lips ghosted over the back of Reese’s shoulder, right over the tiger tattoo. “Feel good?”
"God yes!" Reese squirmed, pushing back. “More. Fuck me.”
Luc pulled out a bit, then pushed back in. “Like that?”
"Ungh!"
He did it again. "More?"
“Damn it, don’t tease me. If you're gonna fuck me, fuck me!”
“Yeah!”
Luc fell forward, shoving Reese farther onto the bed. A pillow dropped to the floor. Reese’s chest pressed into the sheets, Luc’s chest pressed to Reese’s back. He pulled out and shoved forward, scraping perfectly over that spot inside Reese.
Reese groaned, clutching the mattress as rainbows assaulted his tightly closed eyes. He folded his knees so he was more open to glorious assault. Luc’s hands found his, and their fingers entwined in the sheets while Luc pumped endlessly into Reese’s body.
Reese had already come twice that night, and here he was again, climbing toward orgasm. At long last, Luc was inside his body, thrusting, murmuring gorgeous obscenities. Luc’s sweat was dripping onto Reese’s back, mingling with Reese’s own. Reese bit down on his lip to keep from spouting nonsense.
“Gonna come,” Luc groaned into the back of Reese’s neck.
Luc’s fingers, still tangled with Reese’s, pulled Reese’s hand back and down until both of their hands closed around his rejuvenated cock. He moaned. Not again!
“Gonna… Oh, God, Reese!”
Maybe it was the growl; maybe it was the words. Maybe it was the sheer fact that Luc’s heavy, heavenly body was straining and shoving inside him. Whatever it was, it set Reese off again. Luc came first, but Reese’s latest orgasm wasn’t far behind.
He collapsed underneath Luc, hardly caring about the wet spot beneath his belly. Panting, he simply tried to concentrate on breathing, soaking in the weight of the body sprawled on top of him.
Once Luc was almost breathing normally, he pushed up to his elbows. Reese’s heart swelled when he felt Luc’s lips slide over the sweaty back of his shoulder up to nuzzle the nape of his neck. Luc leaned in a little more and brought his fingers up to press the side of Reese’s chin, turning the younger man’s neck so they could see each other.
Luc’s sable eyes glimmered under sweat-mussed curls. He grinned. “That was amazing.” His low voice vibrated through his chest, sinking into Reese's back. He kissed Reese sweetly, briefly, before pushing back to kneel.
“Stay there,” Luc said when Reese started to move.
“But—”
“Don’t get up. Don’t move.”
Reese frowned, confused. He did roll over onto his side, but otherwise obeyed. He saw a flash of Luc’s naked butt as the other man disappeared into the bathroom. The bright rectangle of light from the door didn't quite hit the bed.
Reese sighed. Good God, it had been amazing. He’d always fantasized that Luc was a good fuck, but he’d sorely underestimated him. He closed his eyes and took a brief moment to imprint what just happened in his memory.
When he heard Luc come back, he opened his eyes. The rockstar crossed the room, blatantly at ease with his n
udity. Not that he had anything at all to be ashamed of. Luc’s tall, slim frame was nicely rounded out with lean, defined muscles. His skin was pale — Reese had once heard him confess at a party that he had two colors: white and burned — but it was that creamy goodness kind of pale that one part of Reese’s mind tried to mix in a mental color palette. His hair was damp and pushed back from his face, fully revealing the sharp lines of his face.
Luc knelt on the bed and proceeded to use the washcloth he’d brought with him to wipe cum and lube from Reese’s body. Reese watched, profoundly touched by the little gesture.
When he was done, Luc left again to take the washcloth away. He cut the light in the bathroom and returned to sit beside Reese’s sprawled body. Smiling, he trailed a finger over the nearly nonexistent hair on Reese’s chest. “Want me to leave?”
Reese yawned. He was too worn out to think better of what he said. His brain was mush. Warm, cuddly mush. He edged closer to Luc’s warmth. “Not really.”
Luc settled down onto one elbow at Reese’s side, watching his hand as it continued to caress Reese’s chest. “Do I need to leave early before any of your neighbors gets up?”
“No.
One dark eyebrow arched. Reese could just make it out in the darkness. “You’re being rather agreeable.”
Reese hummed, snuggling in close to Luc. “Worn out,” he muttered.
“Still drunk?”
“No.”
“Then it must have been coming twice so close together.”
“Three times.”
“Huh? It was only twice.”
Reese reached up to curl a hand around Luc’s neck and pull the man down beside him. “Three. One in the shower before you got here.”
Luc laughed softly, sliding down onto his back. “Well, damn. That’s impressive.”
Reese didn’t wait until he was settled. He crawled halfway on top of Luc, pillowing his head on the man’s chest just beneath his shoulder. He smiled. “Thank you.”
Reese felt Luc’s hands thread through his hair. He was pretty sure the rockstar murmured a question, but sleep tackled him and took him under.
