Author: Olivia Cunning

When he complied, Trey groaned. Close to orgasm, Trey eased Isaac back. Trey sucked a breath of air through his teeth as his cock popped free of Isaac’s tight suction. Damn, he loved the power of a man’s mouth.

“Did I do it wrong?” Isaac asked. The uncertainty in those trembling words brought a smile to Trey’s lips.

“No, baby. You were perfect. I’m seconds from coming, and I want to give you what you want now.”

Isaac’s fingers slid free of his ass, and Trey urged him to his feet. He turned Isaac to face the wall and moved behind him. He wished they had all the time in the world to explore each other’s bodies, but he knew the reality was that they had to hurry. Someone would probably come looking for them soon and Isaac needed time to adjust to what he was discovering about himself before revealing it to others. It was one thing to accept who you were and an entirely different thing to find the acceptance of people you cared about.

Trey unfastened Isaac’s pants and pushed down to his knees. He caressed Isaac’s hips, his hands traveling down either side of Isaac’s erect cock to trail lightly over his balls. Trey palmed them gently, but didn’t touch Isaac’s cock, just the area around it, above it, and below it, until Isaac was whimpering with excitement. Trey paused to apply a condom and then returned to the gentle caresses that would drive any man insane with need.

“Fuck me, Trey. I can’t stand the anticipation.”

The problem was Trey didn’t have any lubrication, and he sure didn’t want to hurt Isaac his first time. Maybe there was something in the medicine cabinet they could use.

“Hold that thought,” Trey said.

He opened the medicine cabinet and found a tube of K-Y Jelly. Jackpot. So Mr. and Mrs. B still liked to roll in the sack. You never could judge a person’s sex life by looking at them.

“Hurry,” Isaac said, hands on the wall, beautiful virginal ass exposed and begging for penetration.

Trey applied lubricant to his straining cock and then to Isaac’s waiting hole. Isaac gasped excitedly and strained against Trey as his fingers pressed inside his silky depths for the first time. Trey withdrew his fingers completely and applied more lube. He slid them deep again and rotated them inside Isaac to prepare him for his first deep penetration.

“Oh,” Isaac crooned. “Oh yes. Take me.”

Trey was too excited to loosen him up properly. He needed to possess Isaac’s tight, eager ass. Like immediately. Trey grabbed his cock in one hand and carefully inserted its head into Isaac’s body. It took every shred of his willpower not to surge forward and bury himself balls deep. Trey pressed an inch deeper and then withdrew completely before entering him again. Just an inch. Another. Withdraw. Again. A bit deeper this time.

“Ahhh,” Isaac gasped.

“You okay?” Trey whispered.

“No.”

“No?” Trey started to pull out, but Isaac pushed against him.

“Deeper. I want you deeper. Fuck me for real! Don’t tease.”

Can do. Trey began thrusting slowly. Pressing half an inch deeper with each penetration until Isaac was taking all of him with every thrust. When Isaac crooned with excitement and met his thrusts, Trey reached around his body and took Isaac’s cock between his palms, stroking his length in time with each plunge.

Isaac tried to keep his cries of pleasure to a minimum, but he was totally getting off and rocking back to take Trey harder and harder. Isaac thrust his cock into Trey’s hands at the same time. Trey grinned, loving to give a lover pleasure even more than he liked to receive it. He knew that giving always came back twenty-fold, and Isaac’s body was pure bliss. Trey’s own pleasure was building him toward orgasm quickly. He stroked Isaac’s cock faster, fingers bumping lightly over the crown to bring him quickly to orgasm.

Isaac bit his hand as he cried out, his ass gripping Trey tightly as he came. His hot cum filled Trey’s hand and dripped between his fingers. Trey let go in the next instant, still pumping vigorously into Isaac as the spasms of pleasure gripped the base of his cock. He shuddered in the aftermath of bliss for a moment, planting tender kisses on Isaac’s nape as his breathing returned to normal. He pulled out with a reluctant sigh.

Trey urged Isaac to face him, knowing all the emotions that went through a guy the first time he realized he enjoyed getting fucked up the ass. To be dominated by another man. To be filled while he came. There was nothing like it. It was humbling and empowering. Trey licked Isaac’s cum off his hand as a sign of affection. Isaac watched, his eyes glassy, breathing still irregular.

“That was perfect, Isaac,” he said.

Isaac flushed.

“Did you like it? Did getting fucked live up to your expectations?”

He nodded. “Even better than I imagined.”

Trey smiled. “Good. Go clean up now.”

Isaac reached for the toilet paper. Trey removed the condom and cleaned up in the sink.

“You need to tell Rebekah the truth,” Trey pressed as he refastened his pants and secured his belt buckle.

Isaac hesitated. “Is that why you seduced me?”

Trey drew him into his arms. “I seduced you because I wanted you.” Maybe that hadn’t been his reason when he’d entered the bathroom, but it was true now. Trey kissed him, his tongue brushing Isaac’s upper lip. “You’re sexy, Isaac. Desirable.”

“I am?” He glanced at him shyly.

“Yeah. I’d fuck you again right now if I had the time. I’ll give you my number. We can get together again. Maybe I’ll let you fuck me next time.”

Isaac smiled. “I think I’d like that.”

“And then I’ll fuck you again. Harder next time, and you can cry out as loud as you want when you come.”

“I know I’ll like that.”

“I’ll even wear my tongue piercing for you.”

Isaac gasped and fumbled to get his phone out of his pocket. “Here. Program your number in. I’ll call you. Like tomorrow.”

Trey took his phone and entered his number into its memory while Isaac cleaned up and rearranged his clothes. “Yeah, sure. I have plans for lunch tomorrow, but I’m free around dinnertime.”

“Come over to my place. I’ll cook for you.”

“You cook?” Trey asked.

Isaac nodded vigorously. “What do you like?”

“Cherries…” He grinned wickedly. “But I’ll eat anything.” Trey kissed Isaac gently and pressed his cell phone back into his hand. “Tell Rebekah the truth. Promise me.”

Isaac nodded slightly, and with that, Trey left the bathroom with a huge smile on his face and a spring in his step. He fucking loved deflowering virgins.

Chapter 28

Eric gave Trey an odd look when he returned to the table. Trey had the hugest, self-indulgent grin on his face. He’d obviously been up to something. This was Trey after all. He was always up to something.

“Where’ve you been?” Sed asked Trey.

“Making room for seconds,” Trey said, his smile broadening further. He patted his flat belly with both hands.

Isaac sat down, wincing slightly as his butt settled in the chair. He glanced at Rebekah and blushed to the roots of his carefully arranged curls. Except his hair wasn’t immaculate anymore. It looked as if someone had been running their fingers through it. Eric turned his attention back to Trey. Still grinning. And then back to Isaac. Still blushing.

No way. Those two couldn’t possibly… Eric shook his head to settle his thoughts somewhere other than the nearest gutter. Dr. Perfect and Trey Mills? It simply wasn’t possible. They had been gone for twenty minutes. Odd that they returned at the same time. Eric caught Trey’s eye, and he winked at Eric. Eric shot a pointed look in Isaac’s direction, and Trey shrugged as if he didn’t get what he was asking, but his smile never wavered.

Rebekah took Isaac’s hand. “Are you okay? What took you so long? I was starting to worry.”

“Oh nothing,” he said, avoiding eye contact. “I’m feeling better now.”

“Are you sick?”

Isaac glanced at Trey and blushed again. “Probably.”

“Do you want to go?” Rebekah asked. “I can take you home.”

He shook his head. “No. That would be rude. Your mother worked so hard to put this wonderful meal together, and your friends want to spend time with you.”

“Think nothing of it,” Mrs. B said. “If you’re feeling poorly, you should go lie down, dear.”

Eric wondered if she’d ever refer to him as dear. Not likely. Not even if he and Rebekah had still been together. Not that Rebekah would ever dump Dr. Perfect for him. Eric glanced at her, his heart in his throat, and then picked at his mashed potatoes.

“You’re a fantastic cook, Mrs. B,” Brian said. “Even better than my wife.”

It earned him a glare from Myrna, but he hugged her and kissed her temple, and all was forgiven.

“You better eat more than that, Myr. You’re eating for two now.” With his fork, Brian poked a piece of ham on his plate and shifted it to hers. He then rubbed a hand over her flat stomach. She smiled at him, the love between them tangible.

“Actually, I’m eating for one, plus a little bitty future rock god about the size of the tip of your finger.”

“He’s that small?”

Eric chuckled at the astonished expression on Brian’s face.

“Yep,” she said. “For now.”

Brian touched Myrna’s face tenderly, and Eric diverted his gaze so he didn’t have to watch their PDA. “Maybe you’d rather have turkey,” Brian said. “Sed, pass the turkey this way.”

Sed was eating more than enough for two, while Jessica picked at her food and chatted with Mr. B about something political or lawyerly. Sed grunted an affirmation and passed the platter of turkey in Brian’s direction. Brian forked a large piece of turkey onto Myrna’s plate.

Myrna chuckled. “You’re bound and determined to make me fat, aren’t you?”

“I just want you happy and healthy.”

Her fingertips resting on Brian’s jaw, she kissed her husband tenderly. “Mission accomplished.”

Eric’s attention turned to Rebekah. She stared at her plate with a sad expression. He knew she was thinking about never being able to have kids. Shouldn’t Dr. Perfect be comforting her about now? The jackass. Eric extended his foot beneath the table and touched her instep. She glanced up and he smiled at her. She smiled back, gave Isaac a wistful glance, and lowered her gaze to her plate. Eric wanted to get her alone. Hold her. He didn’t care if she didn’t return his affections. He simply could not stand to see her gloomy. He missed her smile. He’d do anything to see it again. Even make silly faces at her.

She giggled after he’d made several stupid faces in an attempt to cheer her up. He didn’t give a shit if Mrs. B rolled her eyes a hundred times.

After dinner, they retired to the living room to play charades. Eric’s favorite of all games. He settled next to Rebekah on the sofa. Dr. Save-the-World sat on her opposite side. Her warmth. Her scent. Her mere presence drove Eric to distraction. He really hoped she was happy with her doctor guy, because Eric was absolutely miserable.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Rebekah asked.

For a second, he thought she was asking Isaac. He glanced at her, and she smiled hopefully.

She was asking him. Eric’s heart leapt into his throat. “Yeah.”

She jumped to her feet and headed for the front door. Eric followed at a half-run.

“Rebekah, where are you going?” Mrs. B called after Rebekah with a look of stern disapproval.

“I’ll be back soon.”

Eric took Rebekah’s hand as they walked down the deserted street. It was a little chilly, but he doubted Rebekah would like him to wrap his arm around her shoulders and draw her against his side for warmth.