Two Spirits Page 4

  Tenino's laugh held the same glittery satisfaction that was in his eyes. "I like the sound of you begging."

  "Don't get used to it."

  Fuck. Fuck. Why did he say that?

  "We'll see about that," Tenino said, tightening his hand, demonstrating just how close pain and pleasure could be, his silky black hair caressing Trey's thighs and teasing over his abs.

  Trey thrust upward, begging for Tenino's mouth. Their eyes meeting, Tenino's daring him to watch, to memorize the sight of another man going down on him.

  His breath heaved out. Sucked in. "Do it already."

  "Do what?"

  "Put your mouth on me. Suck me."

  Tenino's smile was pure wickedness. "Say please."

  "Please already."

  Tenino laughed. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

  He locked his hand more firmly around Trey's shaft. Fitted his lips around Trey's cock head and Trey's hips launched off the couch like a rocket.

  "Yes!" he panted. "Yes."

  Oh god yes.

  It was better with a man. Or maybe just with this man.

  His ass clamped. His hands fisted in silky black hair, tugged.

  "More. Suck me."

  He might have sobbed when Tenino's mouth left instead. "You're not in charge."

  "Okay. Okay." He'd agree to just about anything if Tenino would—

  Ecstasy exploded in his cock with the return of Tenino's mouth.

  Tenino lashed him with his tongue, stinging him with white-hot sensation. Done with the teasing and out to prove a point.

  Take no prisoners, that was Tenino.

  Trey moaned and arched upward, tightening his grip on Tenino's hair. He tried to fuck deeper but Tenino controlled the depth, the pleasure.

  It scorched into Trey. There'd be no forgetting this experience, ever. He'd relive it a hundred times, and that'd just be tomorrow.

  "Fuck, that feels so good." His cock was on fire, his chest was on fire, his head was on fire and that fire only got hotter with each suck, at being deep throated and swallowed on.

  He panted, writhed, pulled Tenino's hair. Thought he might die when Tenino's free hand gripped his testicles and prevented him from going off.

  "Let me come," he begged. "Let me come and I'll go down on you."

  The promise did it for Tenino. He'd made his point, he'd made Trey acknowledge he was gay. He'd made damn sure Trey acknowledged that this was what he needed, and not from a woman.

  He released Trey's balls, rhythmically pressed his fingers to the magic spot between testicles and ass as he swallowed on Trey's cock.

  Trey went off with a shout. And the hot come hitting the back of his throat had his own dick screaming.

  A stroke of his fingers over Trey's ass, and Trey's buttocks clenched. Tenino huffed out a laugh and stood.

  That'd get to that, but first…

  He stripped off his sweatpants. And fuck if he couldn't help preening at how fast Trey's eyes went from blissed-out, I just came harder than I've ever come in my life to heated, I've got to get my hands and mouth on that dick.

  As long as that dick was always his dick, they'd be good. But they had time to iron out that little detail.

  Right now…

  Trey slid from the couch, his movement smooth, masculine, reminding Tenino of a lithe, golden panther. Trey's hand encircled Tenino's cock, his breath whispered over the exposed tip.

  Tenino shuddered. Fuck that felt good. And man, having Trey drop to his knees so quickly, oh yeah, that did it for him. He wanted to get used to having Trey be the one doing it. He wanted it to be an every day occurrence.

  Hell, who was he lying to? He wanted it more than once a day. And though he was more of a jack his partner up onto a counter or table, or sprawl him across a rug or a couch or a bed, and then give him head, for Trey he might just drop to his knees.

  Kind of incentivize Trey to keep doing it. He nearly laughed at that mental bullshit, might have if another caress of Trey's breath and the stroke of his hand didn't have him moaning, thrusting.

  "You're not circumcised," Trey said, and a drop of arousal dotted the tip of Tenino's cock as the foreskin retracted further.

  He was tempted to ask if being uncircumcised bothered Trey, but Trey killed the words by ducking his head and licking over Tenino's cock head.

  Tenino grunted, speared his fingers through Trey's hair the way he'd fantasized about doing in the shower. Only this was better. So much better. Mr. Hand could be retired permanently.

  Trey ran his tongue over the tip, around his shaft. And around. And around. Lapped the head and drove Tenino's heart into his ears. "I'm not a fucking ice cream cone," he panted. "Put me in your mouth dammit. Don't tease."

  "What? Don't return the favor?"

  Trey licked again. And again. And again. And Tenino's heart took a running leap and soared. Whatever had kept Trey from coming out, he was definitely out now.

  And somehow he'd survive Trey's coming out. And if he didn't, he'd probably die coming.

  "Okay," he said, "Do your worst. If you dare."

  Trey rubbed his thumb against the tip of Tenino's cock, tightened his grip and pumped, sliding foreskin over penis and proving the saying that payback was hell—well in this case, it was torturous ecstasy.

  Tenino moaned. His buttocks flexed and his thighs bunched. He thrust, panted. Hunched over, cupping the back of Trey's head. "Take more of my cock."

  Trey's husky laugh said no fucking way. But he explored with his tongue, took the first inch of cock into his mouth.

  Fuck.

  Tenino's ass clamped, driving the pleasure back into his dick and trying to drive his dick deeper into Trey's mouth.

  Trey countered, moving, using the hand around Tenino's cock to control the situation.

  Tenino thrust, and kept thrusting, finally panted, "All right, I'm fucking begging for it."

  Trey relented and took him deeper. Sucked him. Swallowed on him. Blew the top of his head off with his hot mouth. And fuck if coming had ever felt as good as it did with Trey's mouth on him. And yeah, not that he'd expected a different outcome, but he wanted to get used to having Trey be the one doing it. He wanted it to be an every day occurrence.

  He combed his fingers through long blond strands of hair, moaned in protest when Trey's mouth left his dick. The guy may not have ever gone down on another man but it was obvious he'd gotten plenty of blowjobs.

  Tenino dropped to the couch, pleased as hell when Trey stretched out next to him. "Damn," he said, arms going around Trey. "You sure you've never been with a man before?"

  "I think it's something I'd remember."

  Tenino grinned, loving the way Trey blushed just enough to make him look adorable without being the least bit feminine.

  "So how'd you get tangled up with Patricia Veron?"

  "Community garden."

  Tenino laughed, touched his mouth to Trey's. "That's all you're offering? You going to make me work the information out of you the same way I did the confession?"

  Trey's blush deepened and Tenino's heart did a leap and wobble like fish jumping out of water as they headed upstream. Damn, he'd have to stay clear of Briar until his macho was nailed back down.

  They hadn't even gotten to the main event and he was wearing a sappy, satisfied look. "So, you were in the community garden…"

  "Yeah, harvesting string beans and quizzing some of my students on their multiplication tables."

  "You live in the same district as you teach?" The same area he'd grown up in if he'd moved back home to take care of his mother.

  "Teach at the school I went to as a kid. Some of my old teachers are still there."

  Tenino's chest tightened and his heart definitely twanged. He'd already been out in the world once as the elders liked to call leaving Thunderbird lands. He didn't want to leave again. He wasn't sure he could leave again. He was Thunderbird. He belonged on these lands.

  Here, even without a mate, his spirit was whole. While Trey, unt
il a little while ago had denied being gay.

  Bring it up? Ask if going back home and teaching in the school he'd attended was what had kept him in the closet? Risk ruining the moment?

  Nah. Tenino rocked forward, pressed his semi-rigid cock to Trey's. "So she saw that long blond hair and those gorgeous baby blues and decided to call you Jack and climb onto the beanstalk…"

  Trey snorted and rolled his eyes. "And now you've just perverted a fairytale. Patricia said she was driving by, had driven by other times but this was the first time she'd seen so many people working, and curiosity made her stop."

  Amusement faded and Trey's eyes held the angry, embarrassed sheen of someone who'd been played. Tenino said, "Let me guess, she said curiosity about the garden made her stop but it came across as seeing you was the real reason she'd gotten out of her car to wander into the garden."

  Trey nodded. "No way to prove it, but one of the FBI agents thought she'd targeted me from the start. Easy enough to do, my face is on the school website. I'm in team pictures at a couple of pizza places and a Chevy dealership."

  "You on a ball team?"

  "Coach. Youth soccer."

  "Wouldn't doubt you were targeted. But none of your kids got hurt, right?"

  "The Feds thought she was looking to play the long game, looking for kids to start grooming for kiddie porn movies. My mother's condition got worse. The coaching went on the backburner, so did most of my community garden time and there wasn't a whole lot of reason for her to drop by my classroom." He shuddered. "She volunteered. I nearly said yes."

  "But you didn't. And getting involved with you turned out to be a huge mistake on her part." Tenino touched his mouth to Trey's, coaxed Trey's lips into parting, his tongue into coming out to play, kissed him until the angry, embarrassed sheen in his eyes turned into heated want.

  Repositioning them so Trey lay on top, he said, "The way I see it, it was a good thing she picked you. It led to her family being taken down. It'll lead to her being jailed. And it led to this."

  He didn't usually like being on the bottom, didn't typically let himself be fucked, but he'd let Trey go where few other men had gone. He'd let Trey take his ass because what he wanted with Trey transcended the physical. What he wanted from Trey originated in the soul. He wanted a spirit mate, a forever lover.

  His hands glided over Trey's back, stroking, caressing, putting into touch what was too early to put into words. His legs widened, his cock hardened to rub against Trey's.

  It was a guilty, probably perverse pleasure, but he loved a circumcised cock when it came to a lover. He just didn't want to be a circumcised lover.

  Trey's breath gave a little hitch. "You remind me of a student who has gotten away with something and can barely stand to keep it to himself."

  "A student, huh? Tell you what, if you get a wild hair to pull out the paddle and play teacher, I'm going to pull out the cuffs and play cop."

  "That's the second time you've mentioned cuffing me. Do you… I mean… Is that something you like to do in the bedroom?"

  Bondage hadn't gotten much screen-time in his repertoire of fantasies to jerk off to. But now…

  Pleasure grabbed him by the dick and he didn't need to be a shrink or see one to figure out why cuffing Trey really, really appealed to him. The guy already had one foot mentally out the door and he wanted to make sure he stuck around instead of running.

  Trey fisted both their cocks, holding them together and sending an icy burn up Tenino's spine.

  "I have ways of making you talk," Trey joked, stroking from base to tip.

  "Just remember, payback is a bitch."

  "A bitch you say? Look who's on the bottom."

  Tenino laughed and Trey used his hand as if it was a sheath, fucking both of them at the same time. He used his dominant position and his weight as if to say he was the alpha male in the relationship.

  Not a fucking chance. But that didn't mean he didn't intend to enjoy this.

  Tenino closed his eyes and thrust upward. If Trey wanted to be the aggressor this round, it worked for him.

  But he speared his fingers through Trey's hair. Guided Trey's head down and took his mouth in a kiss demonstrating the one on the bottom still had plenty of power.

  Trey's hand left their shafts and he moaned at having Trey's length pressed against his, sliding against his. He'd never done a lot of cock humping, before Trey he'd always been more of a get to the main event kind of guy. But now…

  Pleasure was his master and he was a willing student. The thrust and rub of tongues was matched by the thrust and rub of cocks, each one of them like the strike of a match.

  He fisted Trey's hair. Met him thrust for thrust, a white-hot need building, and he didn't fight it, didn't try and redirect it. There were guys who swore frottage was better than actual sex, better than a blowjob.

  He wasn't in danger of buying into that point of view but damn if the rub of Trey's cock against his didn't feel good and set a fire burning in his chest like logs burning on a winter night.

  His testicles pulled tight but he ignored the warning. Let the pleasure build. He couldn't remember ever having gotten off this way but…

  He came in shuddering surges that seemed to last forever, that felt as if they'd been wrenched from the depths of his soul. And that pleasure was intensified by Trey's frantic thrusting, his coming, their semen mixing, coating chests and abdomens.

  And there's the proof this is more than casual for me, Tenino thought, self-aware enough to appreciate the irony. In the past, anything beside the desire to fuck like rabbits early on in a relationship would have sent him running, same as it'd do with Trey.

  "Shower," he said, not wanting to spook Trey with too much too soon.

  Trey followed Tenino to the bathroom. The view from behind was every bit as enticing as the one from the front, every bit as tempting. He loved the deep tan of Tenino's skin, the firm muscles created by genetics and honed by choice and dedication to his job. Everything about Tenino was gorgeous, lust-inspiring.

  Tenino turned and caught him staring. Grinned and with the sweep of his eyes downward, made Trey aware of the hand that had unconsciously gone to his cock.

  "Insatiable, huh?" Tenino said. "Glad to know I have that effect on you."

  "Got much of an ego?"

  Tenino's smile flashed white and irresistible. "Shouldn't I have one?"

  "I'm taking the Fifth."

  Tenino stepped forward and covered the hand Trey had on his cock, guided it up and down until Trey's ass clenched and he moaned.

  "What was the answer I was looking for?"

  "Yes. Okay. Yeah, you have every reason to be cocky."

  Tenino laughed. "So many ways to respond to that, but I think I'll just do this…"

  His lips settled on Trey's and his tongue did a slow delve and rub that had Trey pressing forward, closing his mouth around Tenino's tongue, sucking and eliciting a moan.

  He thrust through their joined hands. He wanted to be fucked. He wanted to fuck.

  He was probably more of a catcher than a pitcher but he wanted to experience both. And as if reading his mind, already knowing him better than he knew himself, Tenino said, "I'm not usually on the receiving end, but for you I'll make an exception. Is that what you want, Trey? To fuck me?"

  Trey's cock throbbed and grew fuller, a spasm wetting the tip. "Yes, I want to fuck you."

  Tenino opened the shower door with his free hand, turned the faucets before using their joined hands on Trey's dick to guide him underneath the heated water.

  They kissed. He lathered his hands and applied them to Tenino's body. God the man was built.

  He traced a finger around a nipple and it stiffened. Its twin did the same. He swept downward, across a lightly raised scar over Tenino's ribs, his heart taking off as if it'd race to his throat. "From a knife?"

  "Nothing that dramatic. I got it as a kid. Playing capture the flag with my cousins. I was trying to get around Briar and impaled myself on a brok
en branch."

  Tenino's soapy hands glided across Trey's chest, one stopping above his heart. The other traveling up to cup the back of his neck and draw him forward. "You'll like my cousins."

  Trey's heart betrayed him with a fast, panicked thump, thump, thump against Tenino's palm. All it took was remembering the speculation in Briar's eyes at the diner to have his throat locking.

  He could admit to being gay here, alone in the cabin with Tenino, but anywhere else…

  Not thinking about it. Not talking about. And if he didn't distract Tenino…

  He dropped to his knees, took Tenino into his mouth again, loving Tenino's explosive, panted, "Fuck. You're a natural."

  I am here. I am when I'm with you. When I'm alone with you.

  He savored Tenino's salty-musky taste, inhaled his clean scent. He fed on the curses mixed with praise, all of them revealing just how much Tenino liked having his mouth on him, how desperate he was to get deeper, to get off.

  The thrust and retreat of Tenino's cock empowered him, emboldened him. It made him feel as if he'd found his place in the world, and he allowed himself to live in this moment.

  He relaxed his throat, relaxed his grip on Tenino's cock. He took him deeper and greedily swallowed the hot wash of Tenino's come.

  "Don't think we're done," Tenino panted, dragging him to his feet and pinning him against the slick shower wall, a hard, hot hand gripping his cock as Tenino's mouth slammed down to deliver equally hard, equally hot kisses.

  He fucked through Tenino's fisted hand. Bucked frantically when that hand tightened mercilessly.

  Please.

  Please. Please. Please.

  "Bed," Tenino said, sparing him from begging, and somehow they managed to dry off and get there.

  Tenino came down on top of him. And god it felt so good. So right.

  Rain thundered against the roof. The fire blazed, warming the cabin.

  Trey moaned. He spread his legs and welcomed the feel of hard cock against hard cock, of heated skin and smooth, firm muscle. He thrust upward. Soft, desperate sounds escaped as his erection slid over Tenino's.

  The slick wetness and throb of Tenino's cock against his tempted him to roll Tenino to the bottom, to kiss downward so he could use his lips and tongue, the suction of his mouth to make Tenino come again.