Somebody to Love
Carolina ValdezAvailable from Amber Quill Press
| Nate had the barbecue fired up, the coals were glowing, and the corn and steaks were cooking when Kevin stepped out the back door. Most of the disguise was in the house. He wore the hat and the dark glasses. For all anyone knew, he'd shaved off his mustache and beard.
He stretched and sniffed. "That smells wonderful." "Feeling better?" "A zillion per cent. Thanks." In a low tone he added, "I'd show you how grateful I am, but we're outside." Nate chuckled. The laugh rumbled out of a stockpile of happiness. "There's beer in the refrig if you want one. Bring one for me, too, please." It was too cold to stay outdoors once the food had cooked, so they ate in the kitchen and talked. When the temperature dropped even lower outside, Nate built a fire in the living room. They finished their beers sitting in front of it. Kevin collected the bottles and took them to the kitchen. Nate watched Kevin come out of the kitchen. Standing, he held out his hand. "Come here." Kevin sighed as Nate grabbed his butt and pulled him hard against his solid body. He loved feeling Nate's cock locked against his as both dicks strained against the restricting pants, wanting to touch skin to skin as they had in the desert. Nate's mouth closed on Kevin's, and his lips were at first soft and sweet, but then they seduced deeper and fuller, building a hunger Kevin matched. Nate rubbed his groin across Kevin's, setting alight a tingling all over his body. "I want you, Nate Marquette." "So I've noticed. The feeling's mutual. The couch is softer," Nate whispered against Kevin's mouth. They tore off their clothes and clung together, chest to chest, belly to belly, cock to cock. With trembling hands Kevin fumbled in the pocket of his khakis for two foil packets, at last pulling them free. He held them up. "Grape or strawberry?" "I don't care. Just hurry before I cover you with cum." Kevin knelt, and Nate groaned softly from low in his throat as Kevin's breath bathed his swollen dick. The groan resonated in Kevin's belly and desire coiled tight in his core. Kevin unrolled a purple condom over the damp cock jutting toward his face. He denied Nate the pleasure of suiting him up because he knew he'd erupt the minute Nate's hands were on him. Standing, Kevin whispered against his lover's ear just before he blew softly on it and then plunged his tongue deep inside. "I hope you like strawberry." "I want my mouth on you--any time, any flavor at all," Nate responded. The couch was too narrow and they didn't make it to the bed. Half-way there, they dropped to the floor, and when Nate's hot mouth closed over what filled the red condom, it was Kevin who groaned. He stroked Nate first, wanting to feel the fullness as he remembered how velvety it had felt when latex wasn't covering it. Then he savored grape as he nibbled at the head just beyond the loose purple tip and he took his time as he licked and sucked his way up until his mouth filled with the essence of his lover. His hands roamed over the powerful body until he reached the soft, marbled sac and caressed it. As he felt Nate's passion build, he closed his fingers around the base of his dick and squeezed firmly, just on the edge of hurting him. Nate's mouth released Kevin's hard erection. "God, Kevin, let me come." "Not until I've had all I want of you. . ."
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