#Rev (GearShark #2)(80)

“Family takes care of family,” Romeo said.

“Thank you.” The sincerity in T’s voice was real. Even though he’d only said two words, he was acknowledging a lot more.

“Give me some man love,” Braeden joked and held out his arms.

Trent hugged him. Then he hugged Romeo. Then they both hugged me.

It was like a man hug-fest.

“Seriously, though,” Trent said when we were done handing out the hugs. “I’ve never had much of a family. I didn’t really know this was possible.”

“Now you do,” Romeo replied.

“Yeah,” Trent echoed. “Now I do.”

We spilt up into separate cars. Romeo and Braeden were in the Hellcat, and T and me were in his Mustang. The second we were alone, I reached for his hand. Our fingers linked and settled over the gearshift.

“How about we shift together tonight?” Trent whispered.

“Together is good,” I whispered back.

That’s how you know you have a love that will last forever. If you can literally fight your way through obstacles for an entire day and be faced again and again with strife and still be able to sit in a car when all is said and done and not only want to shift together, but know you wouldn’t have it any other way.

I’d probably never, ever say it out loud, but there was a name for what T and I had.

It wasn’t just love.

It was #TrewLove.



PS: Get it? That’s our ship name. #Trew.

PSS: Don’t tell anyone I gave us a ship name.





Trent

Have I ever mentioned blowjobs make everything better?

No?

They do.

Today was going to be a long day.

Not just long, but challenging. After yesterday and knowing what today had in store, sleep had been a very elusive thing.

It wasn’t frustrating, though, like lying in bed usually is. I didn’t stare at the ceiling and become increasingly agitated as I counted the hours of sleep I wasn’t getting. Instead, I lay there listening to the sound of Drew breathing. I felt the way his body nestled into mine and the way our body heat mingled together to create the perfect temperature.

When we got home last night, we went straight up to the room. When we first started telling people about our relationship, I thought maybe it would impact the way were when we were alone.

Like there might be some awkwardness, some hesitation. I worried maybe the comments we got about how we were depraved or somehow wrong for our feelings would intrude.

It didn’t happen. Drew and I were beyond mind games. When we were alone, it was like nothing else mattered. No one else came into play. I was my most authentic when I was alone with him, and I thought it might be the same for him.

It seemed like the further “out” in the world we got, the closer it pushed us together.

We had sex again last night. I entered his body from behind. He dropped to all fours on the mattress in front of me, and I stood behind him and slid right home.

Goddamn, the way he felt around my cock was unlike anything I’d ever known. Seeing his long back and broad shoulders stretched out on full display in front of me as I speared him over and over made my stomach quiver with butterflies even as my balls tingled.

I had to press a hand over his mouth when I took him because he was just as vocal as before. Hearing him moan like my cock was the most satisfying thing he’d ever experienced was pretty much the most satisfying thing I’d ever experienced.

He came with his teeth biting my fingers and my hand wrapped around his cock. Just feeling him explode beneath my touch was enough to make me erupt inside him.

Now here I was, lying against the pillows in a bed filled with our body heat, his full lips sliding down over the very length he allowed inside him last night.

‘Course, there was no condom between us now. Now his tongue swirled around my base and licked up my shaft.

Today was going to be a long day, but the way it was beginning sure was sweet. I thrust up a little and palmed the back of his head. Both his hands slid beneath my ass and lifted my hips off the mattress so he could take me deep. As he did, his palms kneaded my ass cheeks while his fingers slid along my crack.

I reached for the lube on the table beside the bed and slid it beneath me so it came into contact with his hands. He grasped it and pulled back but kept my head in his mouth and swirled his lips around it while he opened the slippery liquid and covered his fingers.

A little while later, I was panting with the need to come, and his hard-and-ready cock was standing up off his body, wrapped and eager. He didn’t say anything when he laid on the mattress, just like I didn’t say anything when I handed him the lube.

He didn’t have to ask me to enter my body; he was welcome inside me anytime. His heart already had permanent residence in my chest anyway.

I straddled his hips and grabbed onto his dick.

I knew I didn’t have to ask; this was exactly what he wanted, but I couldn’t not be sure. He was my entire life, and I was going to treat him like it even if I didn’t have to.

“Like this, Forrester?” I asked low as I positioned myself right over him.

He nodded, and I sank down.

This was a first for us, a new position. We’d been trying more lately, exploring all the ways we could drive each other to distraction. I sank low, taking him deep. Drew’s chin tipped back and his eyes closed when I rotated my hips and rode him.