#Junkie (GearShark #1)(82)

The change in direction was no less devastating, and I filled my hands with his shirt, mimicking the way our lips clung together. Beneath my jeans, my cock was so hard it hurt, and already, I felt a bead of moisture slick my boxers.

I didn’t know it could be like this between two men.

I didn’t know it could be like this at all.

I couldn’t imagine this kind of intimacy with anyone else. It was like he had the ability to reach inside my chest and grab my heart. But he didn’t. Instead, he reached in and cradled it gently, with the utmost care.

When at last he lifted his head, I could still taste him on my lips. His eyes were hazy and his lips were swollen. Still holding me close, Trent stepped backward into the room, and I went with him.

Beside the bed, he peeled away my jacket and the vest. His fingers skimmed my waist when he reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head.

As he worked, he kicked off his shoes, and I did the same. His hand closed around my chin, holding my head in place as he kissed me again, this time with more impatience, as his other hand made short work of my belt.

I pulled back and began undressing him, and soon, both of us were completely naked, standing in front of each other with heaving chests.

His thick cock jutted out from his body and his balls looked heavy with intended release. It made me crave to feel his body shudder as he spilled across my tongue.

I reached for him at the same time he reached for me. Our movements mirrored each other, each of us slowly jacking the other. Trent reached between us and cupped my sac with his free hand and gently massaged my balls in his palm while teasing my tip with light strokes.

I leaned forward and closed my lips around his nipple and sucked the small, hard bud into my mouth. Suddenly, I felt the intense urge to mark him.

Somehow brand him as mine.

My hand tightened around his rock-hard cock, and I groaned. My lips slid away from his nipple and pressed soft kisses to his pec. Playfully, I nipped at his skin with my teeth, and his cock jerked in my hand.

A little bolder, I sucked some of the flesh into my mouth, deep. Trent’s hand started moving much faster, pumping me as deep as I sucked. His palm flattened against the back of my head, and he growled, “Deeper.”

I gave him what he wanted and sucked harder. I sucked until I was certain there would be a mark when I lifted my head. Satisfied, I pulled back, and Trent attacked my lips with his.

We fell back on the bed in a tangle of limbs, touching and kissing everywhere, both of us so much bolder than we’d been before.

Being around each other today and not being able to touch had been like one endless round of foreplay. It felt like we had lost time to make up for, and it didn’t matter how deep our tongues stroked; it just wasn’t enough.

Trent rolled so I was beneath him and his heavy body pressed into mine. Our cocks rubbed together, the feel of his hard rod against mine the ultimate tease. I moaned low in the back of my throat when he started moving down my body, and he positioned himself between my legs.

His wide palms covered my inner thighs and pushed my legs wide.

A little apprehensive, I looked up.

“Do you trust me?” he rasped.

“Yes.” I didn’t hesitate because I did trust him. Completely.

“I want to touch more of you, more than I have before.”

Nerves coiled low in my stomach. They battled with the intense desire already there.

Trent wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked it gently. “Just my hand and fingers tonight, nothing more.”

“What if I don’t like it?” I whispered.

“You will.” His confidence was sexy, and he was still playing with my dick.

I nodded.

Trent flashed a smile, revealing that ornery crooked tooth. Quickly, he lowered and sucked my entire length into his mouth. I was still shuddering when he pulled back and disappeared for a few seconds.

He came back between my legs with a small packet in his hand. When my eyes widened, he chuckled and held it up. “It’s not a condom. We won’t be needing any of those tonight. It’s just lube.”

I never even thought to get some of that.

Of course he had, though. He always thought about shit like that, anything he could do to make me more comfortable.

I settled back against the pillows, and he bent to lick up my length. For a while, that’s all he did. He licked and sucked until I was damn near panting for release.

It was then he started exploring.

His fingers slid down my taint while at the same time he gently sucked my balls. He kept going until I felt the pad of his finger sliding along my crack. A sound sort of like a growl filled the room, and my cock was instantly in his mouth again. At the very same time, his finger brushed over my puckered hole. I tensed, not knowing what to expect, but he just laid his finger there, allowing me time to get used to the feeling as he lazily gave me head.

Slowly, his finger started moving, rubbing over the area in slow circular motions. It felt good. The nerve endings there were sensitive, and I was already so turned on it just added to the pleasure.

His mouth released my cock with a slight popping sound, and I heard the packet rip open. Seconds later, his finger came back, but this time it was slippery and smooth. I wiggled a little when he rubbed against me, because I liked the way it felt.

Trent pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh and probed the hole gently. It felt… odd, but not bad. Just a little different.