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Authors: Jenna Byrnes

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The drive to Reilly’s was quick with no traffic in the wee hours. He pulled into the driveway and as if on cue, the garage door opened. Wynn smiled and exited his car, locking it. Walking into the garage, he tossed his keys in the air and caught them. He suddenly had his second wind.

Reilly opened the door to the house and lowered the big door at the same time. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Wynn stepped into the house.

Gus barked once then backed off when he saw who it was.

“Hi, Gus.” Wynn patted the dog’s head. “Go back to sleep, boy.” He stood upright and gazed at Reilly. “I’m sorry about what I said. The night was just too much for me, I guess.”

Reilly responded by pulling Wynn into his arms and pressing a passionate kiss to his lips. “I know. And as usual, I was pushing forward at full steam when I needed to relax and let things happen naturally.”

“We good?” Wynn asked, his cock pulsing.

“Oh yeah. And I love that you chose to come here instead of going home and getting some much-needed rest.”

Wynn nuzzled behind Reilly’s ear. “Lying next to you is the most restful thing I could think of. I didn’t want to be alone tonight. I wanted to hold you, and feel you holding me back.”

“Then let’s go. Because I want that more than anything.” Reilly smiled and led him down the hallway. When they reached the bedroom he looked back at Gus and said, “Go to sleep, boy.” He closed the door and turned around to face Wynn. “And you, just relax. I want you to lie back and let me love you.” He unbuttoned Wynn’s shirt and ran both hands over his chest and shoulder, shoving the fabric off.

“Sounds good to me,” Wynn agreed. He kicked out of his shoes and socks as Reilly unfastened his jeans, and pushed them down with his boxers.

Reilly leaned in to nuzzle his neck, then captured one nipple between his teeth.

Wynn groaned as the sharp bite of pain caused his cock to twitch. “Hey! I thought you said ‘no pain’.”

“I said ‘no
serious
pain’. Humor me tonight. If you don’t like it, I won’t do it again.”

“I like it already. Go ahead.”

“My kind of guy.” Reilly switched to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. He then flicked it with his tongue before sucking the bud into a firm peak. He finally turned Wynn loose and instructed, “Toss back those covers, will you? Lie down for me.”

More than happy to oblige, Wynn did as directed and settled onto the mattress, spreading his legs as his cock bobbed freely.

Reilly stripped and stood at the foot of the bed, studying Wynn as he stroked his own shaft from base to tip.

“Bring that here and I’ll take over,” Wynn suggested, licking his lips.

“Not this time. You get to watch.” He rubbed the drop of pre-cum from his slit against Wynn’s leg, then removed a foil packet and lube from the nightstand drawer. He settled on his side between Wynn’s legs and licked the tender skin of his inner thighs.

“Aw, God,” Wynn muttered as his erection throbbed.

“Sexy guy,” Reilly kissed and caressed Wynn’s flesh, then sucked firmly and made a hickey on the back of one thigh.

Wynn groaned. The torment was too delicious. He might shoot before Reilly ever got around to touching his cock. “Need you,” he managed to get out between panting breaths.

“Mmm, I’m going to give you everything you need, baby, and more. Just relax and let me have my way with you. The
last
thing I’m going to do is to grease my rod and fill your hot, tight ass. Then, just before I blow, I’ll jack your cock until you give it up.”

“Yes, please.” Wynn’s voice was raspy and his tone sounded dangerously close to begging. And he didn’t give a shit. He wasn’t above begging for a climax if Reilly’s teasing went on too long.

“I know what you want.” Reilly drew the head of Wynn’s cock between his lips and sucked. He pulled back enough to murmur, “You want me to suck this bad boy off until you come. I’d normally love to do that, but I don’t want you to come that fast. You need to sweat it out a little longer. Work for it. It’ll be worth it in the end.” He circled the tip and dragged his tongue through Wynn’s slit. “Of course, by that time I’ll be deep inside
your
end. My new favorite place to be.”

Reilly spread Wynn’s ass cheeks and nuzzled his hole.

Wynn’s eyes rolled back in his head. He’d enjoyed a rim job on occasion but—
sweet Jesus!
—no one had ever done anything like what Reilly was now doing with his tongue. Pressing the organ into Wynn’s ass, working it past the tight outer ring… Wynn gasped.

He was so close to coming he could taste it. “Please,” he mumbled.

Reilly drew back. “Please stop?”

“Oh, God no!” Wynn shuddered when the tongue invaded his ass again. One or two tugs on his shaft and he’d spray all over the sheets. He nearly reached for his cock himself.

“Patience, lover,” Reilly murmured and sucked another noisy hickey on the back of Wynn’s other thigh.

“Ouch!” Wynn jumped. The pleasure-pain combo was powerful and more erotic than anything he’d ever experienced.

“Marking my territory.” Reilly chuckled. “Did the big bad detective really just say ‘ouch’?”

“Fuck yeah, and if you tell anyone I’ll have to deny it.”

“I’ll never tell.” He sucked Wynn’s heavy ball sac into his mouth. “God, you’re shuddering, baby. And working up a sweat.”

“Need you,” Wynn muttered again, barely conscious. He felt like he was floating, and he never wanted to come down to earth again.

“Tell me what you need,” Reilly coaxed it out of him. “Tell me exactly what you want, right now.”

“Fuck me—hard—and take me with you when you go.”

“It’s like you were reading my mind.” Reilly donned a condom then squirted lube into his hand, greasing his shaft along with Wynn’s hole. He lay on his side behind Wynn and kicked one of Wynn’s legs over his. Then, with steady force, eased his cock into Wynn’s ass with a smooth, steady motion.

Wynn’s groan was low and throaty.

Reilly chuckled and wrapped his arms around Wynn’s stomach from behind. He latched on to one shoulder and sucked as he fucked with precise intensity.

The rhythmic, steady pummeling was nearly more than Wynn could bear. “Need to come,” he gasped.

“Play with yourself,” Reilly commanded.

Wynn grabbed his cock and tugged. A long, slow moan escaped and it took a moment before he realized it’d come from him.

Reilly reached down, covering Wynn’s hand with his own, and jacked the leaking erection firmly. “Come on, sugar. Spray my hand with your spunk so I can lick it up.”

Still gasping, Wynn stroked a few more times.
Close. So close
.

“Just say the word, lover-boy. I’m going to fill the latex in your ass whenever you give the order.” Reilly found a different spot and sucked, marking his skin with at least the fourth hickey of the night.

Wynn shattered. “Now,” he ground out as he covered both their hands with hot seed.

Reilly gripped his hip and plunged deep two, three, four more times before he blew. Groaning and swearing, he filled the rubber, judging by the heat in Wynn’s ass.

They rocked together as one, slowly, precisely and passionately.

Wynn swiped an errant tear from his cheek and hoped Reilly hadn’t seen it.

His lover began kissing his face where the tear had been. He’d seen it, but had enough grace not to mention it. Reilly raised his hand and began licking the warm spunk off as he’d promised, keeping his gaze glued to Wynn’s.

Wynn sighed. The events of the evening had taken their toll. If he’d been home he might have curled up in a ball and let it out. This way was much, much better. He pressed his face toward Reilly’s lips and murmured, “Just to clarify, I think we are.”

Reilly brushed a thumb across Wynn’s cheek. “We are what, baby?”

Wynn smiled. “Together. I think we’re together.”

Grinning, Reilly placed a light kiss on his mouth. “Of course we are. Life is just a little crazy right now. When things calm down, we’ll have more time to figure everything out.”

Wynn nuzzled his cheek. “I like the way you think. In fact, I like the way you do just about everything.”

“And I like how you keep me grounded. My first reaction is to freak out about stuff. When I’m with you, I don’t have to worry. You’re calm and laid-back, which is amazing. Perfect. Just what I need.”

Wynn chuckled. “My ex-wife said that my being laid-back was a character flaw.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? Your only character flaw was choosing that woman to be your wife. Seriously, Wynn. You’re strong and sexy and your confidence turns me on. At the same time, it comforts and relaxes me.”

“Mmm, you’re incredible when you’re relaxed. God damn, Reilly. Your cock fills me up perfectly.” He captured the handsome man’s mouth in a kiss that quickly deepened. They batted tongues back and forth until they were forced to separate so Reilly could grab the used rubber.

“Stay there. I’ll get a washcloth and be right back.”

Wynn smiled. “Thanks, sexy.” He closed his eyes and snuggled into the pillow. He felt Reilly’s hands and the warm rag cleaning his body. He remembered Reilly slipping back into bed behind him and throwing the covers over them both. Then he was out.

 

* * * *

 

Wynn ran home to shower and change early Sunday morning. He hadn’t gotten enough rest, but being woken by Reilly’s mouth on his dick was better than sleep any time. Enjoying the first climax of the day before he was fully awake, he’d then returned the favor and sucked Reilly’s cock to completion.
My new favorite way to wake up.

Reilly was fast becoming his newest favorite, too. Wynn was hooked, addicted, maybe even a little obsessed with the fiery redhead, and he wasn’t looking for a cure. The hot ginger hunk had Wynn wrapped around his little finger and he knew it.

He hoped he wasn’t making a mistake, because they hadn’t had time to discuss where their relationship was headed. The one thing he’d always known was that he didn’t want something he’d have to keep in the closet. When he found
the
guy, he wanted to shout about it to the world.

Events had transpired around them so quickly, Wynn hadn’t taken the time to find out what Reilly wanted as far as transparency went. But he knew, already, that he’d cave to his new lover’s wishes rather than give him up at this point.

Reilly had been right. Life was crazy for both of them. Once it settled down they’d figure things out together. He wasn’t a worrier. Everything would work out the way it was supposed to.

He met Mel at the hospital at nine a.m. and they went to interview the boys together. The doctor was in the room with Jesse so they spoke with Sam first. His father was sitting next to the bed when Wynn knocked and stuck his head in.

“Mr. Robinson? I’m Detective Fahey with the KCPD. Can we speak with your son for a few minutes?”

“Of course.” He touched his son’s arm. “Sam, some police officers are here to see you.”

Sam opened his eyes. The boy looked small and pale against the stark white sheets of the hospital bed.

“Sam, I’m Detective Fahey, and this is my partner Detective Riggs. We’d like to talk to you about what happened last night.”

The boy nodded. “You’re Connor’s dad.”

“I am.” Wynn smiled.

“Ben was unhappy he didn’t come to the party.”

“Yeah, well Con wasn’t thrilled about missing it, either.”

Mr. Robinson frowned. “I wish I hadn’t let my kid go.”

“I hear you.” Wynn understood how he must feel. “At least your son is going to recover.”

The father nodded. “I told him about Ben. It’s a damn shame.”

Tears welled in Sam’s eyes. “I can’t believe it. He was so happy last night. Except about Con, of course. And Jesse was giving him a hard time. But he tried to ignore him because he didn’t want to ruin the party.”

“What was Jesse giving him a hard time about?” Wynn asked.

Sam’s face reddened. “I’d rather not say.”

His father snapped, “Answer the detective’s questions, son.”

Wynn glanced at him then turned back to the son. “It’s okay. I understand that this is difficult for you. But we really need to know what happened last night, even if it is embarrassing.”

Sam caught Wynn’s eye. “It’s not embarrassing for me, exactly, but… I guess I can tell you. Jesse was giving Ben crap about being gay. He didn’t use those words, his were much worse.”

The father’s face clouded. “Ben was gay? How does a kid know at that age?”

“Dad.” Sam rolled his eyes.

Wynn wanted to do the same thing, but resisted. He looked at Sam. “So Jesse was bullying Ben, is that what I understand?”

“Sort of. Calling him names and stuff.”

“Negative gay names?” Wynn asked.

Sam nodded.

“How did the drugs come about?”

The boy glanced at his father nervously then replied, “Jesse dared Ben. He said if he wanted to prove he wasn’t a fag he’d try them.”

“Ah, Jesus!” Mr. Robinson exclaimed.

Wynn scrubbed a hand over his face. “Nice. So Ben was supposed to prove how manly he was by doing a drug that had the potential to kill him. Which did, in fact, kill him.”

“Why did you take it, Sam?” His father looked stricken.

“I’m not gay, Dad. I was just going along with the guys. Jesse said it would get us high for a couple of hours. He never bothered to mention what
could
happen.”

“So what
did
happen?” Wynn prompted. “How did you ingest it?”

“Jesse sprinkled it on our pizza. I didn’t have much on mine. I think he gave Ben the most.”

“Judging by the results,” Mel murmured softly.

Wynn had a harder time controlling his anger. “Because that’s what the gay kid deserved, right?” He tried to calm himself down by remembering that Connor had
not
been there.
Connor is okay
. Yet the bullies and the drugs were still out there.
What might happen the next time?

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fahey,” Sam said. “I never felt that way. Ben and Connor are my friends.
Were
my friends.”

Wynn took a deep breath and blew it out. “Con still is, as long as you’ve learned your lesson from this and won’t be experimenting with drugs anymore.”

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