perfectly masculine, lean
and fit without the muscles of a guy who did serious bodybuilding.
And the blond ponytail was about to drive him crazy. He had a thing
for long hair. He loved freeing his braid and having a lover comb
his fingers through it. He loved doing the same to a lover.
He closed his eyes, breathed deeply and
regretted it as the light scent of Trey's cologne had him wanting
to press his mouth to Trey's throat and inhale deeply. He needed to
deal with this and there were two choices. One, kick back and have
some fun.
No commitments. No expectations. Just go
with the flow, take what was offered though casual with Trey would
only make the cabin seem empty and the loneliness worse when he was
gone.
Or two, hold out. Fight the attraction and
spend a lot of time jerking off in the shower.
Yeah, that option held a lot of appeal.
He didn't have a clue how to proceed. Say
something about the chemistry that had him harder than he'd been in
a long time? Don't say anything?
It's not like they were in a gay bar or set
up by friends. They were snugged up in his cabin with one bed, one
sofa and a whole lot of togetherness. Which meant he was going to
be totally miserable in his own place if something didn't give.
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and
let the first words that presented themselves out. "Look. No
surprises here. I'm gay. I—"
"I'm not gay."
"Yeah, I got that you're bi—"
"I'm not bi."
Fuck if that didn't ring one hundred percent
true, which could only mean…
Shit, the guy was in denial, total
denial.
Tenino's eyebrows went up and he had the
satisfaction of watching Trey's face flame and his hands tighten on
the top edge of the book. Okay, so not in complete denial which was
a good thing because seriously, did Trey expect to be believed when
he was using a book to hide a boner?
Did he think I wouldn't notice?
Trey ducked his head and a nearly
overwhelming need to force the truth out of him just about cost
Tenino his control. He stood before he gave in to the temptation to
make Trey say, Okay, you're right, I'm gay .
Not just gay, but a virgin. And that was
enough reason to retreat to the bathroom.
Tenino stripped and stepped into the shower
stall, close to having most of his brains reside in his cock. He
gave the hot water faucet a savage twist because there were only
two cures for what ailed him, and taking a cold shower was only
going to lead to more cold showers.
He lathered his hands, wrapped one of them
around his dick and cupped his balls with the other, giving in to
the fantasy that his hands were Trey's hands.
Fuck, he had it bad. But short of
handcuffing Trey—
Exquisite agony raced along the length of
his cock. Shit, cuffing Trey to the bed and getting him to confess
he was gay would be the sweetest confession he'd ever heard.
Tenino closed his eyes and let his head tilt
back. He tightened his hand on his shaft, stroked, ass clenching at
the feel of foreskin over penis. Was Trey cut? Left natural?
Either way he'd use his mouth on Trey. He'd
use his hands on Trey. He'd take it slow at first, build the need,
the anticipation. And then he'd use his cock on Trey and by the
time they'd gotten to that point there'd be no doubt in either of
their minds that Trey was gay.
He'd make Trey's first time so good the only
place he'd call home was the cabin and the only bed he'd want to be
in was the one in the next room. There were teaching jobs close
enough to Hohoq for Trey to commute back and forth. It could
work—
Getting a little ahead of yourself aren't
you?
Except… Hadn't Tenino thought Trey's showing
up was like Marisa's and Clay's and Jessica's? Hadn't he felt a sense of rightness that'd had him looking for the Creator's
cup, hoping to see it even believing that Trey was bi?
Tenino slid his hand up and down on his
cock. His buttocks flexed. His thighs bunched. Pleasure whipped
through him with each stroke.
He panted, thrust through the tight fist of
his fingers as hot