“Matt—”
Vic got no farther before Matt’s mouthcovered his in an ardent kiss. As Matt’s tongue slipped betweenVic’s lips, Vic unzipped Matt’s jeans, spreading the fly wide torub over the front of his briefs. The hardness there surprised Vic.How could his lover sleep with this crammed in his pants?Prodding Matt’s erection, Vic pulled away long enough to ask, “Whendid you plan on telling me about this?”
“I figured you’d find it sooner or later.”Matt tugged at Vic’s shirt in an effort to pull his lover onto thebed, but Vic didn’t budge. “Are you going to take it off orwhat?”
“You’re not too tired?” Vic wanted toknow.
The look Matt gave him spoke volumes. “Vic,please. When have I ever—hey!”
Matt’s words dissolved into laughter as Vichurried to unzip his own jeans. He pushed them down and stepped outof them in one fluid move, then crawled onto Matt, arms wrappingaround Matt’s waist as he nuzzled Matt’s neck. He bit and nippedplayfully at his lover’s throat, hands tickling over Matt’smidsection. Matt squirmed beneath him, now very much awake. “Vic!”he cried, breathless.
Vic rolled over him onto his own side of thebed. He pulled Matt along with him, resting on his back so Mattstraddled his waist. The moment Matt was free he sat up and, withone finger, poked at one of the balls on the short rods Vic worethrough his pierced nipples. The touch was maddening, sendingspikes of pleasure through Vic as the piercing stimulated hisnipple. “Matty,” he sobbed, catching Matt’s hand in his.
Matt’s other hand picked up where he’d leftoff. Each time it rubbed over the piercing, pure delight shot downVic’s belly to coil in his groin. His cock, mildly interestedbefore, woke at Matt’s inquisitive touch and now strained the frontof Vic’s boxers. As Vic caught Matt’s other hand, his lover rockedback and bumped against the hard dick behind him. His eyes wentwide. Shaking his hands free from Vic’s, he reached behind him andasked, “What’s this?”
“You know very well…ah!” Vic gasped asMatt wiggled his hips and scooted back. His ass pressed Vic’s cockdown with a delicious ache, grinding it into his balls, whichthrobbed with want. Farther, and Matt fisted the front of Vic’sunderwear with both hands. “Matty, yes, yes, yes!”
Farther still, and Matt shuffled down Vic’slegs, hands still clenched in Vic’s boxers. When he reached the endof the bed, he slid off and pulled the boxers down with him,exposing a thickly veined cock that swung up to greet Matt. QuicklyMatt shucked off his own jeans. As he leaned over to step out ofthem, he snapped at the head of Vic’s dick and narrowly missed,earning himself a smear of pre-cum along his cheek for histrouble.
Vic pressed his dick down, angled toward hislover. Matt nipped at it again, caught it this time between hislips, and nibbled the tip as Vic squirmed on the bed. “Yes!”he cried, his voice a bellow that filled the room. “God, Matty!Yes, yes!”
Climbing back onto the bed, Matt kneltbetween Vic’s thighs, his lover’s knees bent and raised to drapehis lower legs over Matt’s hips. With a resounding slap on Vic’sbroad belly, Matt instructed, “Lube, if you please, sir. I see ahole I need to fill.”
“Just fuck me raw,” Vic groused, but hereached over and tugged open the drawer on his bedside table.Blindly he fumbled around in it, searching for lubricant, findingnone. “Fuck.”
Matt scooted nearer. His knees spread aroundVic’s ass in a V shape, cradling it, and he grabbed hold of Vic’supper thighs to pull him closer. “Sometime tonight. Unless…”
The head of his dick bumped between Vic’s asscheeks. The sudden pressure there drove Vic crazy; he yanked outthe drawer, pulling it free from the table and onto the bed besidethem. Sitting up a little, Vic rooted through the contents, cursingunder his breath. “God damn it the fuck—here. Use this.”
He tossed Matt a small sample-sized bottle ofhand lotion. Opening it, Matt squirted a liberal dollop into hispalm and grimaced. “Smells girly.”
“I don’t care what it smells like,”Vic roared. He wriggled down a little, butting up against Matt.“Just use it, Matty. Please.”
Matt rubbed the lotion between Vic’sbuttocks, slick fingers easily gliding into Vic’s tight hole. Vicclenched his muscles to draw Matt in, harder, faster, but Mattextracted his fingers with an oily pop and began to greasehis own hard length. He pressed his cockhead against Vic again andeased inside, inch by excruciating inch, rubbing the lotion ontohis shaft as he went. Vic felt Matt enter, felt the sting and burnas his own body stretched to accommodate his lover, and his hipsrose up off the bed to drive him farther inside. “Matty,” hegasped, hands fisted in the bed sheets one moment, then graspingMatt’s knees the next. “Please, yes, God, yes,pleasepleaseplease yes.”
Once fully in, Matt ran his lotioned handsover Vic’s cock, tugging and pulling him toward orgasm. Vic layback against the bed, savoring his lover in him, on him, lovinghim. They moved as one, slowly, drawing the moment out betweenthem. With their telepathic ability, Vic felt both the dick in hisass and the tight muscle clenched around his own shaft. Matt wasn’tsimply near him but in him, not just physically but mentally,driven so far inside Vic wasn’t sure where he ended and his loverbegan. He didn’t have to know—Matt enveloped every part of him,body and soul, heart and mind. They were one being, pure in theirlove, seeking completion. Vic felt himself soaring above the momentto touch something beyond himself, something he’d never felt withanother, and when Matt finally came deep within him, the fiery rushof his seed spurred Vic’s own release.
* * * *
Matt dreamed they were down in Carytownagain. This time he was in charge—when they neared his car, hepinned Vic against it with the intensity of his kiss, not the otherway around. Vic surrendered beneath him, giving into Matt’sinsistent lips. The shirt Vic wore tore away easily, and he turnedto place both hands against the hood of the car as Matt trailed hotkisses down his lover’s spine. Matt took a moment to trace theCeltic knot tattooed in the small of Vic’s back, wetting the blackink
