“What kind of man do you like?” Jaime reached out carefully watching Mr. Military’s reaction. When his hand landed on a cleanly shaven cheek and stroked, the tension drained from Mr. Military’s shoulder. “I’m sure I could find some way of entertaining you.”
Jaime leaned in until his body was flush with rock hard abs. Mr. Military was all sharp edges and hard surfaces including the length that throbbed against Jaime’s thigh.
“Give me what I want and I’ll make sure you enjoy it too.” Jaime whispered the words so softly that he felt a shiver raced through Mr. Military’s frame.
“I’ve got a place a few blocks from here.” Mr. Military ground his hips into Jaime’s. “But I’m not looking for anything more than tonight.”
“Lube, condom, and no names. Can you handle that, soldier?”
Mr. Military’s lips curled into an affirmative smile before Jaime pulled him into a rough kiss.
* * * *
The cool air outside the bar was chilly and quiet compared to inside the packed bar. The sounds of the music carried far enough that Tyler had to walk down the block before he could even hear himself think. Just as he started to dial Jenny’s number, Tyler spotted two figures on the edge of an alley halfway between the bar and the dojo.
Tyler’s defenses kicked into gear. He wasn’t looking for trouble, but he wasn’t about to let someone get rolled for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He closed his phone and took in the situation. A larger, leather jacketed man hovered over a smaller frame. As they shifted, Tyler recognized Jaime pressed against the alley wall. As Tyler hurried toward the two, he calculated how he would disable the guy. Kick to the knee and a backhand to the temple should distract him long enough for Jaime to get away. Then Tyler would have to see how much fight the tough guy had in him.
Then Jaime reached up and caressed the man’s cheek. It was the possessive, soliciting movement of a predator. Curiosity brought Tyler to a dead stop, and he watched the larger man tensed then relax. Jaime leaned in and pressed his lips to the man’s ear. Tyler was too far away to hear what Jaime said, but the way the larger man ground his hips against Jaime’s left little doubt that this was a willing interaction on both parts.
Tyler felt like a pervert watching two guys get it on. He knew he should go back inside or, at least, keep walking. He should just go over to Jenny’s and spend the night with her. But his feet refused to move. His eyes wouldn’t look away.
He was captivated by the light touch of Jaime’s hand on the man’s muscular shoulder that rose and fell with a quickening breath. Jaime’s other hand was nowhere in sight, but Tyler’s imagination filled in the blanks as the two men’s lips met in a ferocious kiss. There was nothing tender about it. Raw sexuality sparked from the contact.
It wasn’t the first time Tyler had seen two guys kissing. He had accidently skimmed over the gay porn sites that sometimes popped up on his computer those late nights when he was alone and horny. Those men always looked so fake. Too pretty and fragile. Now he was watching a man he knew, a man he’d been wrapped up and pinned by. The mild-mannered Jaime who always bowed low and thanked everyone with the highest level of politeness was gone. In his place was an assertive man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to go for it. It was the same confidence Tyler saw in Jaime when he pinned Tyler.
The drunken laughter of a couple of college coeds stumbling away from the bar broke the silence. Tyler turned to head back to the bar before he was spotted. When he looked behind him, he saw Jaime leading the man from the alley toward the parking lot. Tyler tried not to think about what Jaime would do to the man or what it would feel like to be completely in Jaime’s control. The former was just too confusing. The latter was something he knew first hand. Instead, he pushed his way through the bar back to where Sarah and Randy were sitting.
“Are you in the dog house?” Sarah asked when Tyler finally made his way back to their table.
“What?” Tyler had to force visions of naked men intertwined from his head.
“Jenny must have given you an earful again for being out so late.” Sarah tried again. When Tyler’s blank look did not change she continued, “That phone call took a while.”
“I couldn’t reach her.” Tyler hoped he was forming coherent words. All he could think about was how glorious Jaime would look naked and triumphant.
“You all right?” Randy asked. He gave Tyler a curious and concern look.
“Yeah, fine. Why?”
“You look like you took a wrong turn at the carnival and saw something you didn’t pay to see,” Randy kicked out a chair for Tyler to take. “Don’t think that just because you’re giving me the captain’s salute that I’m going to buy the next round.”
“What?”
Randy’s eyes trailed down to the bulge in Tyler’s pants. Tyler dropped into the chair so fast he nearly missed. Embarrassment burned his cheeks all the more because Randy had no idea who had caused his hard-on. Tyler didn’t even want to think about what Randy would say if he knew. They’d been friends for years, but there were just some things you didn’t tell another guy. Especially if it involved a hard-on and two guys making out.
“When do you get your class schedule?” Tyler asked Sarah as he finally remembered why they were at the bar.
* * * *
Anonymous sex wasn’t nearly as awkward as the post-sex semi-familiar conversation.
“I don’t really have much to offer you for drink,” Mr. Military said, as he stood shirtless in the half-kitchen
