Mateo’s side.Crap, cuddling. Warmth from Riley settled
into Mateo’s bones and he closed his eyes. Riley would be transferred to another safe house soon. Lord knows he didn’t want to be stuck in a safe house, but the idea of
not being with Riley suddenly didn’t feel right.Oh shit, I’m getting attached.Mateo looked into the beautiful face
of Riley Flynn. He moved a stray strand of hair and kissed his forehead. Fatigue took over and Mateo welcomed it.
~~Chapter Seven~~
Mateo rolled over, feeling something under his arm. It
wasnotRiley. He opened his eyes to see a purple hippo
staring at him. Sun light streamed through the curtains and he looked at the clock, it was almost ten. The smell of eggs drifted into the room. He put the hippo on the nightstand and smiled at it, Riley and his fucking hippo. He threw some sweats on and made his way into the kitchen. Riley was at the stove, spatula in hand, making eggs. There were tortillas on the counter next to a jar of salsa, cheese and a container of sour cream. Mateo made his way behind Riley, wrapping an arm around his waist and kissing his shoulder.
“Good morning.” “ Morning. I made breakfast burritos. I figured we could maybe watch TV and relax, if you want.” Riley closed his eyes as Mateo’s tongue slid up his neck and around his ear lobe, causing Riley to drop the spatula. He tipped his head back, tilting his face up to meet Mateo’s lips. A warm mouth covered his and a tongue teased. Mateo’s hand was stroking his cock and Riley felt himself getting hard quickly. Riley leaned back into Mateo’s hips brushing his ass over Mateo’s dick. “We can eat in the family room.”
Mateo smiled and flicked his ear lobe. “Really? After all my hard work getting you excited we are going to watch TV?”
Riley turned and put his arms around Mateo’s neck. “It doesn’t take much you know, everything about you gets my dick hard.”
“ I know the feeling.” Mateo leaned in and kissed him again. Keeping the kisses soft, he used his tongue to explore, learn, and search. Riley’s mouth tasted like coffee and cinnamon, and Mateo groaned as Riley’s hands started wandering. Soft hands slid up his chest, playing with his nipples. Another foreign feeling washed over Mateo. Butterflies. He’d heard about it in all the stupid love movies Naomi used to rent. The feeling of butterflies in one’s stomach at the touch of their lover’s hand, the one they were meant to be with. Causing sweaty palms and stomach flip flops in the unexpected
lovers. Until now he’d laughed at it.What the hell is going on with me?He felt like a damn pre-teen. Mateo
pulled back, smiling at Riley, whose eyes were still closed. He kissed his nose and stepped back. Mateo grabbed a plate and fixed himself a burrito, grabbing Riley by the hand, they settled onto the futon in the family room watching TV.
“Why do women do that?” Riley bit into his burrito.
“Do what?” “ Say that only one man could be the daddy of their baby, and then find out he isn’t? I mean on national TV no less.” Riley shook his head.
“I love how he pauses for so long with the results.” Mateo chuckled. “He’s Satan.”
Riley giggled. “Then they cry and say, well maybe it
wasthat one guy.”
They sat and watched TV for what seemed like hours, leaning into each other and laughing at the stupidity of daytime shows. Riley channel surfed and stopped on one channel.
Riley perked up and looked at Mateo.
“I missed this show for like a week! I wonder if the guy knows his wife slept with his brother.”
Mateo grabbed the remote and held it above his head. “I draw the line at daytime soaps, Riley.”
“Oh come on!” Riley grabbed for the remote. “I gotta know!” At the dramatic music coming from the TV, they both stopped fighting for the remote and turned their heads towards the set. Screaming, followed by fighting, ending in a loud slap.
Mateo looked at Riley. “Yeah, I think he knows now.”
When the soap was over Riley stood up stretching and smiled at Mateo who was shaking his head. “What?”
“It’s just so ridiculous the husband iswayhotter than
the brother.” Mateo chuckled.
Riley threw a pillow at Mateo. “Ha! You got into it!” “ I’m going outside to do something manly now.” Mateo stood up and pulled Riley into a tight embrace. “What are you going to do?”
Faint?Mateo’s strong arms wrapped around him, and
Riley was being devoured. His breath left him as Mateo kissed him with rough, punishing kisses. Riley broke for air. “Cook?” Riley squeaked.
“That’s what I like to hear.” Mateo smacked Riley’s ass. “I’ll be in the garage if you need me.” As soon as Mateo left, Riley looked for something to make. He found chicken breasts in the fridge along with some red and green peppers. Oh, and look, he found onions. Riley looked through the spice cabinet and found cayenne pepper and some other spices he would need. He pulled a bag of tortillas out and went to work. He could hear Mateo banging something in the garage and smiled. He loved the feel of Mateo’s dick in his ass. It was like it was meant to be in there. The man was absolutely beautiful, the ways his eyes sparkled. Mateo’s hair was thick and soft and his body… Riley’s stomach flipped just thinking about his biceps. Leaning against the counter, he remembered Mateo’s hands on his body and his tongue everywhere. Riley shook his head. “What was I doing again?”
~~*~~ Mateo looked through all the ammo boxes in the garage; he knew Derek had kept a box of the groups old things from Afghanistan. He yanked the lid off one of the boxes and pulled out a silver bracelet. It had a flat smooth surface and links so you could adjust it, to make it smaller or larger. Mateo and his team used them in Iraq and Afghanistan. When they were separated, the bracelets became homing devices, and any of the team could locate the other. He was going to put the tracking bracelet to good use. Looking for the dremel, he set the bracelet down on the counter and held it firmly with his fingers. Working with precision, he flipped the bracelet over and closed his eyes. He’d changed since he met Riley. He would have never let anyone this close to him in the past, and now he was sleeping with Riley, not to mention kissing him. Mateo turned the bracelet over in his fingers. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the man from the curtain room since that first night. Now Riley was with him. Mateo held the bracelet and pushed down inscribing it with the dremel. When he was finished, he held it up. “Jesus, I’m screwed.” Mateo grabbed his cell phone from its clip and called Naomi.
“Hello?”
“Hey Naomi.” Mateo went into the long, drawn out story of how he’d saved Riley. How Riley was the man from the curtain room that he’d kissed. He’d been talking nonstop since Naomi said hello. He finally took a breath of air.
“Oh lord, I can hear it in your voice. Talk, Mateo.”
“Still there?”
“Jesus Mat.” Naomi giggled. “You’re falling for the guy!”
“What?” Mateo dropped the bracelet. “No I’m not!” “ Oh yes you are. Oh my God, this is so fucking awesome! I can’t believe Riley Flynn is the guy from the curtain room! Damn Mat, you know he’s in the closet then.”
“I’m not going to worry about it. I have a job to do, and when it’s done, I’ll go on with my life.”
“Yeah, I can hear how serious you are.” Naomi chuckled. “ Oh fuck off.” Mateo smiled and bent down to grab the bracelet. “I have to go, we’ll talk soon okay? Lay low until this is over.”
“Yeah, no problem. Bye, Mat.” Mateo shoved the bracelet in his pocket and turned as he heard the back door of the house close. Riley was making his way out to the garage, and Mateo watched every move as he walked. Yeah, he was so screwed.
“Hey.” Mateo looked Riley up and down.
“Hey, I’m…I’m done.”
“Good, I’m starving.” Riley set the table as Mateo went to wash his hands. He put the plates and utensils down, along with some glasses. His mind drifted again and he felt Mateo’s hand slid
ing over his ass.
“Hey.”
“You’re thinking about sex.” Mateo smiled at Riley’s sly grin.
“I was thinking about you.” Riley handed him a plate.
Mateo looked at the dish and smiled. “Fajitas?”
“Yes, you like them right?” Riley handed him a tortilla and spooned the chicken and spices onto the plate.
“I’ll let you know in a minute.” Mateo leaned in and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. Riley watched Mateo eat like a starving man. He smiled when Mateo helped himself to seconds and then thirds. It was nice to see someone appreciate his cooking. Mandy the bimbo, complained that they were rich and should eat out all the time to be seen. God, Riley hated that empty headed bitch. He ended up chuckling at the thought, which earned him an amused look from Mateo.
“I was thinking about how much Mandy hated eating in.” “ Maybe you should have eaten her out.” Mateo smiled at the look of disgust on Riley’s face. “You did fuck her right?”
“With like eight condoms on.”
Mateo laughed loud. “Oh my, the gay guy had to fuck a woman.” “ Alot of it had to do with my Father. I think somehow he knew I was gay. When I was younger, he tried everything to make me manlier. I guess I’m pretty.” Riley rolled his eyes.
“You are pretty.” Mateo smiled. “I’m not saying that in a bad way.” Riley gave him a look, and pressed on. “So anyway, I started dating girls just to throw him off. I figured if I didn’t, he would start setting me up. So, I asked a girl out and it went from there. In college I didn’t even try to be with a guy, because I was always afraid it would get out somehow. I got more and more curious about being gay, so I finally decided to go and learn a few things.”
Mateo looked at Riley. God, but he was beautiful. The way his eyes sparkled when he looked at him, his lips begging to be kissed… “Wait, was that the first time you’d ever given a guy head?”
Riley nodded taking a bite of his fajita. “Yep.”
“Well fuck me running, youaregood at it.” Mateo sat
back in his chair and laughed shaking his head. “Unbelievable.” After dinner was cleaned up, Mateo took Riley out to the pool. Mateo undressed Riley, kneeling before him. Riley’s dick was already at full mast, leaking small beads of pre-come on his abdomen. The chestnut colored pubes were soft, and Mateo ran his face alongside Riley’s groin. “You smell so good.”
“ Mateo…” Riley’s head fell back as Mateo’s warm mouth enveloped his cock. Mateo’s tongue flicked at his slit and slid inside applying enough sweet pressure for Riley’s legs to shake. Finger’s teased his balls, squeezing softly as the suction began on the crown of his cock. Never in his life had he gotten head this fucking good. Mandy had sucked him off a few times, but it was a far cry from Mateo’s blow job. Threading his fingers in Mateo’s hair, Riley’s hips moved, sending his cock down Mateo’s throat.
Riley stopped, thinking he’d gagged Mateo, but he didn’t even flinch. Riley’s ass clenched as Mateo took his full length, sucking hard around the sensitive cap all while his hand kept a tight hard drag on his cock. The pressure in his balls mounted, and Riley’s ass began to spasm. He ground his teeth and tried to warn Mateo, but it was too late. Riley’s head snapped back and a loud grunt pierced the night air as his dick spurt down Mateo’s throat.
Riley’s legs were shaking and his hips were still bucking as Mateo licked and sucked every last drop from his now softening dick. “Oh my God…” Then his feet left
the ground and he was in Mateo’s arms.When did Mateo get naked?They got in the pool and Riley lay on
his back looking at the clear sky. There wasn’t a cloud on the horizon, and every constellation could be seen. He closed his eyes and felt Mateo’s hand sliding up his stomach. Riley reached for the side of the pool and wrapped his legs around Mateo’s waist, his arms stretched out. He felt Mateo’s hand at the small of his back as the other one ran up and down his stomach and chest.
“ Jesus, you are breathtaking, Riley.” Mateo’s hand glided over Riley’s flawless skin. Every touch of his fingers had the muscles rippling underneath them, and the heat was flowing from Riley, even in the cool water. God, Riley was perfect. His cock laid semi hard on his stomach, bobbing in the water and Mateo had the urge to pull it in, warm it under his tongue. Mateo pulled Riley up and his arms went around his back, as Riley’s came around his neck. He looked at Riley’s lips, slightly parted, waiting to be licked and played with. Groaning, Mateo took Riley’s mouth again. God, he’d never wanted to kiss anyone, and now he couldn’t stop.
“ Mateo...” Riley opened his mouth and Mateo’s tongue slid in, probing, sliding across his teeth then biting his tongue softly. Small, unintelligible whimpers escaped his lips, as Mateo’s mouth closed over his, pulling him in closer. Their tongues were rubbing and sucking, and Riley felt his cock getting harder on Mateo’s stomach. Riley maneuvered his body lower, sliding slowly up Mateo’s body, dragging their painful erections over one another.
“ Oh fuck.” Jesus, he was addicted to this kid. He’d never wanted to fuck someone so much and so often. Just kissing Riley had him in a daze. Riley’s legs were wrapped around his waist and his hips were moving up and down on Mateo’s bare stomach. All that sweet friction against his skin was making a delicious warmth spread through him. Riley’s hands were in his hair, gripping it, pulling. His tongue was diving into Mateo’s mouth, and he swore he was going to cum just from kissing him. Mateo broke the kiss looking in Riley’s eyes. “We should go in.”
Riley pouted then smiled. “Okay.” “Oh no you don’t, no sex.”
Riley pursed his lips. “Fine,”
“Come on.” Mateo laughed, picking him up. They spent a couple hours playing board games. They played Monopoly, and of course Riley bought all the good properties, making sure he’d loaded them up with hotels. Fuck if Mateo wasn’t going to jail every other turn. He was bankrupt within an hour, and he swore Riley was fucking giggling every time he had to pay some outrageous amount of money for landing on Boardwalk. It was a sad and pathetic loss, and Mateo swore off Monopoly with Riley in the future. Mateo pulled the Scrabble game out, and Riley smiled. They pulled out the tiles, and Riley set them up. Looking them over, he found his first word and smiled, putting it down.
“Triple word score.” Mateo arched a brow. “Fuck?”
“We can use those words.” Riley smiled, grabbing more tiles. As the game went on, Mateo was getting the hint. Between fuck, ass, me, dick, hard and a few other choice words, he knew how the Scrabble game was going to end. He looked up at Riley and saw him playing with a tile in his mouth. His tongue seemed to be folding over on itself and Mateo swallowed hard.
“You can tie a cherry stem with your tongue can’t you?”
Riley smiled letting his tongue do a slow sweep of his top and bottom lip. “Yep.”
Mateo swallowed hard and gripped his dick, it felt like iron in his shorts. “So, we should go to bed?”
“Okay.” Riley put the game away and went to the bedroom removing his clothing all the way down the hall leaving a trail for Mateo. Mateo picked the clothes up on his way to his room. Riley was lying on his side, naked in the bed.
“Riley…”
“Mateo…”
“No.” Mateo snickered at the look of defeat on Riley’s face. He crawled in the bed and pulled Riley in close, relishing the musky scent of the man mixed with chlorine. “Go to sleep you little slut.”
“You’re naked. You can’t dangle a carrot in front of my nose and expect me not to want a bite.” Riley grumbled.
Frowning, Mateo lifted the sheet and looked at his hard cock. “It’s bigger than a carrot.”
“Fucking eggplant is what it is.” Riley chortled softly.
“Are you okay with going to a new safe house?” Mateo smoothed Riley’s hair back and looked in his eyes.
“Yes, but I’m glad you’re going with me. I feel safe with you, Mateo.” Mateo’s knuckles ran across Riley’s cheek softly.
“Get some sleep, I’m not leaving you.” Riley threw his arm over Mateo’s chest and one leg across his mid-section. Mateo expected to be uncomfortable, but wasn’t. Riley felt right against him. “Good night, Riley.”
“Good night.” ~~Chapter Eight~~ Over the next three days, Mateo was reminded of why he hated babysitting duty. Stuck in the house watching movies and playing board games was about to drive him into a mental institution. Riley was just as bitchy as he was. Mateo had kept in contact with Derek, and they were no closer to finding the leak. After the fourth loud sigh of boredom from Riley, Mateo had had enough.
“That’s it, pack a bag.”
Riley looked up from his crossword puzzle. “What?”
“Just do it, before I change my mind.”
~~ They’d been on the road for almost an hour playing road trip games. Mateo didn’t have a clue how to play until Riley decided to educate him on ‘I Spy’, and the license plate game. So far, they’d found California plates were the most repetitive, with a few Washington plates thrown in, and the winner was a New York. With six hours to go, Mateo knew at some point he’d have to talk to Riley more about his life. Riley hadn’t been asking questions, and Mateo found that he wanted to tell Riley about some of his life. “I never fucked Derek.”
Riley was shocked at the voice. It had been quiet for about twenty minutes, and he’d thought for sure they would start playing another game, but they hadn’t. Now Mateo had confided in him about something he’d been curious about for some time. “Oh.”
“ That’s it? Oh?” Mateo looked over at him and smiled. Riley had his hands in his lap. Mateo knew he wanted to ask what they had done together. “He sucked my dick a few times and I jacked him off, but that’s it. I’m not one to hide my sexuality Riley, and Derek is. Besides, it was never a romantic thing and I never felt for him—” Mateo
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