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“Yeah,
that works. If that’s how it works. Yeah.” Will sounded nervous but rolled onto
his stomach as he pushed his jeans down around his ass.

“Let’s
take these off.” Jude tugged at the tight denim and, with Will’s help, had him
nude and laying prone in no time. “Get on your knees.” He searched for the lube
that he’d lost and popped the cap open. Will seemed to be on auto pilot. He
rose up on his knees and then spread them without Jude telling him to. “You
have a nice ass.” Jude couldn’t resist saying. He gave into the temptation to
touch Will, that he admitted had been then there since the first day when Will
had stood naked in front of him. Since then he’d found himself watching Will
walk away and trying not to wonder what his ass would feel like. Now he knew.
Jude moaned as he caressed the hard muscled swell, spreading him open wide,
Jude squeezed a handful of sleek muscle.

“Yours
isn’t so bad either. You know, for a dude.” Will’s voice was muffled by the
pillow. He clenched his free hand in the sheet and pushed back against Jude’s
hands. “What are you going to do?”

“I
don’t know. I haven’t thought that far ahead yet.” Surprised by the question,
he let the pretense slip away. He was out of his element and nervous. There was
a male ass in front of him complete with a rigid dick and… he had no idea what
to do with it. “What do you want me to do?”

“I
don’t know, man, I’ve never had sex with a dude… I need to come again. Anything
that will make me come, I guess. Whatever you liked to do with your
girlfriends.” Will’s hole opened and closed when Jude accidentally swiped his
thumb over the area. Fascinated, he did it again and Will moaned long and loud.

“You
liked that?”

“I’ve
never been fucked in the ass. I’m not gay.” But he pressed back against Jude’s
finger even as he denied exactly what they were about to do. “Have you ever? I
mean—“

“Been
fucked? No. I had a girlfriend who wanted to try anal once.”

“Will
it hurt? Do you think?” Will looked over his shoulder, his eyes still mostly
dark in the dim lighting, but Jude could see a touch of fear.

“She
seemed to enjoy it. I don’t know. Maybe. Will, do you want me to…” he pressed
the tip of his finger just inside the rim of Will’s sphincter and held still.

“Fuck
me… yes… no… I don’t know. I’m a little drunk. And a lot horny.” He pushed up
on his elbows and twisted somewhat, pulling one leg further up until he was
spread wide. “You would make it…”

“I’d
make it good for you. And keep it to myself.”

“Not
even Levi?”

“Not
even Levi.” What the hell did he just agree to?

“Okay…
good… and neither one of us will be gay.”

“Lay
down, we’re not gay… we’re just… your Viagra overdose…” Jude couldn’t quite
catch his breath, his hands shook, but he wanted this… badly.

Will
lay down on his stomach and clenched his hands in the sheets. His asshole
throbbed hotly around the tip of Jude’s finger. He closed his eyes thinking how
tight Will would be and how good it would feel to be inside someone again. “I
haven’t had sex since Tiff left me. I need it too.”

“Yeah,
that’s bad man, just really…” he gasped as Jude pushed in up to his first
knuckle. “What are you going to do?”

Jude
didn’t answer, he removed his finger and bent over Will’s back, spreading the
man’s ass cheeks apart and Jude slowly licked a path down his spine until Will
squirmed beneath him. He paused to taste each dimple over the swell of each
cheek before licking between and down to the spot his finger had so recently
occupied. He swiped the area with his tongue surprised to taste warm flesh. The
sound Will made at the first taste sent electricity shooting straight up his
dick.
  

“Fuck,
oh, fuck.” Jude breathed in and out through his nose, hoping to calm down long
enough to…fuck…he didn’t want to calm down, he wanted this. Badly.

“Jude,
fuck, that feels so damned…” Will’s words died on a long strangled cry as Jude
pressed the tip of his tongue inside. Will spread his legs wide apart and arched
into Jude’s mouth. His cries were guttural, and muffled as he clawed at the
bed, pulling the sheet into his mouth.

Jude
reached for a condom. Fuck him if Will changed his mind now. He needed this. He
needed to know what this man would feel like around him. Would it be rough, or
would Will lay there like his ex-girlfriend had? He wanted rough. He craved
rough. He found the lube and tilted the bottle over Will’s backside—he didn’t
watch to see where it went, he just poured. The strong scent of warm strawberries
nearly made him gag. He tossed the bottle and, with two fingers, swiped the gel
along the path until he added a slick finger inside Will. With the other hand,
he rolled the condom down his length. The slightest touch had Jude ready to
explode. He rested his face on the swell of Will’s ass and languidly petted the
puckered spot he’d just licked until Will begged.

“Tell
me to stop. Tell me now, because in a minute I won’t be able to.” Jude gave him
one last chance to end this.

Will
pressed his ass against Jude’s finger, taking it deep inside him with a groan.
“Don’t stop. I don’t care what you do. Just make me come.” He twisted to look
over his shoulder again. His eyes had gone dark, his expression looked almost
pained.

Mesmerized,
Jude rose up on his knees and leaned over until his face was a couple of inches
from Will’s. He stroked his dick in the gelled crease of Will’s ass, mimicking
sex. Will moved with him. “Tell me if I hurt you.” He pressed the tip of his
dick into Will’s body, searching for the right spot. Will’s eyes grew wide and
he sucked in a great gulp of air. He’d found it. “Tell me to stop.”

“Jude…”
Will closed his eyes, his mouth hung open slightly as Jude pushed inside.
Slowly. Just enough to open him. When Will adjusted, he rocked on his dick
signaling Jude to push a little deeper. By the time he was deep inside they
both sweated. “Jude.”

“Yeah.
I know. Fuck, you’re tight.” He leaned his head on Will’s shoulder long enough
to control the urge to come. Without thinking about what he was doing, he
kissed a path up Will’s neck, tasting the spicy scented, sweat slicked, silk
covered muscle that could only belong to a man... oh god.
 
“William.” He heard his own accent as he
dragged the man’s name out, but he just couldn’t stop it from slipping from his
mouth.

“I
love when you turn country for me. Beats the lawyer voice.” Will laughed and
pulled Jude’s arm around his chest. “Now, fuck me before my dick explodes.”

Jude
laughed, and bit the spot he’d just kissed. Hard. Forcing a cry from Will’s
lips. Their faces were so close together he could kiss those too if he wanted.
He didn’t. Instead he slammed deep inside Will and pushed his face into the
bed. “Shut up about my accent.” He placed his hands on Will’s shoulders to hold
himself up and snapped his hips forward. Will slammed back at the same time,
and Jude saw sparks. “Goddamn, Will, just fucking goddamn.”

“Shut
up and fuck.” Will reached behind him and grabbed his hip. “Harder, pretty boy,
make me feel you.” It was rough. Oh, fuck, it was rough. He closed his mind to
who he was inside of and let go. Will grunted and fucked back against him,
cussing him as he came into the sheet. Will’s body twitched violently around
Jude’s dick. “More. Oh, god, more.”

Sweat
dripped into his eyes, and Jude didn’t know how much more he could take. The
pulsing around his dick was enough to send him spewing into the man. He pulled
out and, gasping for breath, tried to make sense of everything as he fought off
orgasm. “Roll over. I want to see your face when I fuck you.”

Will
rolled onto his back, his dick still hard but no longer purple. He eased his
legs back and tucked his hands behind his knees to hold them back, as if he’d
done this a million times.

Jude
dropped onto his hands and leaned over him. Will didn’t flinch or move away as
he stared into Jude’s eyes. The scent of cum was strong in the cold air. “I
won’t last much longer,” Jude whispered raggedly, holding himself elevated for
fear the slightest touch would send him past the point of no return.

“Shouldn’t
be much longer,” Will replied, his breath just as labored as Jude’s. “Fuck, you
fuck like a…fuck…I don’t even know. I wouldn’t have guessed you had it in you.”

 
“This face works in my favor more often than
not. I get what I want. And right now I want…” He didn’t finish. He moved down
Will’s body without touching him. Will’s skin shimmered with sweat and semen.
Black hair lightly covered Will’s chest and lower down his stomach. Jude buried
his nose in the man’s navel and inhaled. God, what the hell was he doing?
Losing his goddamned mind was what he was
doing.

He
followed the hair trail down Will’s belly to the base of his dick and, just
like with his navel, Jude breathed in the musky, spicy sex scent. He wanted to
know how Will tasted. Just this once.

There
would never be another chance, so why the hell not? He opened his mouth to
flick his tongue over the hard shaft that seemed to be reaching out to him. He
found the vein that ran the length and traced the throbbing path back to the
very tip. “Jude.” The whispered plea was enough to solidify the notion in his
head. He opened his mouth wide enough to draw the very tip into his mouth. The
taste of Will... salty, a bit bitter… sex, he was tasting sex. And it tasted… Will
wrapped his fingers around the back of Jude’s head, distracting him. He waited
for Will to either pull him off or force himself deeper than Jude was ready to
take. But he did neither. “Can I come in your mouth?”

Yes.
Fuck. What the hell was wrong with him? Jude didn’t answer, he swished his
tongue under the blunt tip to torture the spot that always seemed to drive Jude
crazy when someone sucked him off. He sucked lightly, letting Will guide him,
gently, with touch and words. “That’s it, baby. Right there. Feels so good.”
Will pulled slightly at the hair on the back of Jude’s neck and groaned, the
sound almost animalistic, as flavor burst over Jude’s tongue. Will came, his
thighs trembling violently, but he didn’t thrust into Jude’s mouth. “I don’t
want to hurt you. Fuck, your mouth feels fucking good.”

He
dug his heels into the bed and bore down. Jude could feel him holding back. His
own dick throbbed painfully, wanting to not be left out. A splash at the back
of his throat, hot cum…oh fuck he was going to come with Will. In the condom.
With nothing else touching him.

With
a roar he sat up on and, hooking his hands behind Will’s knees, spread him wide
and buried himself deep inside while Will continued to come. His violet eyes
were wide open yet unseeing. Will clawed at his back dragging Jude closer. He
wrapped his legs around Jude’s waist and thrust his spurting dick into Jude’s
belly. Mouths nearly touching, Will’s groans turned to whimpers as his orgasm
dragged on. His whole body shook and trembled.

Unable
to fight the urge away, Jude thrust wildly into him, orgasm ripping through his
body from his spine through his balls to his toes and back again. He buried his
face in Will’s neck and screamed as months of frustration spilled from him.
Strong arms held him while he split apart and shook from exertion and shock.
Fingers slicked through his sweaty hair and along his back. Cold air kissed his
overheated skin. There were no words. None. From either of them.

What
was there to say anyway? Thank you for not making this…what? Gay? He’d just
fucked a man. There was nothing left to do but dispose of the evidence and
forget it happened. Except he couldn’t fucking move. The arms wrapped around
him wouldn’t let him move. And he didn’t want to leave the warmth and safety…
Oh god, he was fucking screwed. That’s all, just completely screwed.

Chapter
Eight

His
nose tickled as if something was crawling on it. Will swiped at the tip and
snorted. Sleep didn’t really want to release him. He was warm and comfortable
and wasn’t ready to not be warm and comfortable. Except something kept tickling
his nose.

On
the second swipe he caught a feather but quickly lost it. A soft laugh
followed. Obviously, his bedmate wanted to play. His mind wasn’t ready but
things below decks were waking up just fine.

“
Wakey
,
wakey
, eggs and
bakey
.” He knew that voice, and despite the somewhat
musical lilt, the voice was just a bit too deep for what he had in mind.

“Fuck,
Levi, will you cut that shit out? I’m trying to sleep.” Will grumbled as he
swiped at the feathers on his face.

“So
I see.” The bed dipped and Will cracked open one eyelid to find Levi lying on
his side on top of the covers right in front of him. He was smiling… grinning
would be a more accurate, way to describe his face… a familiar
Levi-up-to-no-good grin that had gotten Will into trouble more times than he
could remember, a grin that had usually involved alcohol. A hand swept over his
belly as the warm body pressed against his back stirred and Levi’s grin grew
even more… salacious. “Morning, Judah.”

“Leviticus…
mmmm
what time is it?” He felt the warm breath as the
words were spoken against his shoulder.
Jude
?
Fuck. Oh fuck they’d… oh fuck!