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“Why?
Do you need lessons in how to pleasure a lady? I could teach you a few moves.” Jude
pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and arched his neck toward Will’s
suddenly very dry mouth.

Will
forgot everything, and releasing Jude’s hands, he dragged the man’s shirt from
between their bodies and tossed it onto the floor. “You’re trying to make me
come.”

“First
one to come loses. Isn’t that your game? To see which one of us is the closet
queer?” Jude wrapped his legs over Will’s thighs and his arms around his back.
“Or are you just horny, and I’m the nearest warm body?”

“You
are so fucking hot,” Will whispered against the sweat slick skin at the base of
Jude’s neck. He wanted to latch on to the pulse point beating there and
suck…hard. Instead he skimmed his fingers down Jude’s tight body, lingering at
the pebbled nipple he found. He pinched, seeking to force a moan from the man
if it killed him. “I want to rip these pants off you and slid inside you and
fuck you until you moan.”

“Yeah?”
Jude’s fingers slipped beneath his sweats and pushed until he found nothing but
sweaty skin. “Maybe I’ll do that to you. Maybe your ass is just begging me—”

“Shut
up, Jude,” he growled as he shoved the flannel pants and boxers the man wore underneath
down far enough to find what he needed.

“Make
me, Slater.” Jude wrapped around him like a spider monkey, moving with him,
sliding beneath him, his cock hot and hard, his hips simulating fucking. Will
couldn’t help himself, he licked the pulse point just above his collar bone.
“Will. Oh, god…” the rest of Jude’s words became unintelligible. Will sucked
the spot loving the gurgling sounds coming from the throat. Short blunt nails
that didn’t break skin and felt so fucking…right, slashed his back.

“You
win, Brody.” Will whimpered thrusting hard into the damp heat, his balls drew
up tight and released…everything. He fucked into the welcoming body, moaning
his release as if it was the first time he’d come in his life. When he was
through he collapsed onto the flat chest and tried hard to remember what the
fuck his name was.

“I
win, Slater.” The voice was masculine. The scent of cum and sweat nearly
overwhelmed him. “I didn’t come. Yet.”

Will
rose up onto his knees, prepared to flee now that he’d made a fool of himself.
But

Jude
wrapped those long damned legs around his waist and locked his ankles. “You
won. You’re no…” Jude looked up at him, his hair a sweaty tousled mess, his
eyes dark with unspent lust, his lean body covered in cum. Will’s cum. His dick
was long and hard and nearly purple as it pulsed and throbbed against Will’s
belly.

“You
got yours. Now it’s my turn. Or wasn’t that part of the deal? The loser gets
fucked by the winner.” The words were said with one of Jude’s trademark sneers.
And fuck if Will didn’t want to know what those evil fucking lips tasted like.

“You’re
not fucking me, Brody.” But his asshole seemed happy with the idea, his balls
throbbed, cum still dripping from him onto Jude’s belly, as if he were some
horny teenager, and the mere mention of sex could set him off.

“And
you started this, now finish it. Or aren’t you man enough?”

Will
balanced over him, unsure what to do. The scent of his own cum on heated skin
turned him on. He leaned over, and with a flick of his tongue, he tasted Jude’s
nipple. He drew the hard point into his mouth to suck the cum from him. Jude
moaned and pressed his hard dick into Will’s sensitive groin. “I’m not gay,” he
whispered as he licked the cum trail from the hard plane of the man’s chest.

“Neither
am I. I need to come, Will. Make me come.”

“How?”
He licked cum from Jude’s belly button. The tip of Jude’s dick was so fucking
close he could…lick it too. Over the slit, under the hood, and down the shaft
to his balls while Jude squirmed beneath him. His dick throbbed hard under
Will’s tongue, and his balls pulled tight at the first swipe over the hair and
down to that spot the Pizza Guy hit to make the blond twink beg.

Fuck,
he tasted good. Jude cried out at the first touch of his tongue over his hole.
He set his heels on Will’s shoulders and gripped him behind his neck holding
him there.

“Lick
me. Fuck, that’s good. I’ve never known…fuck. Fuck…
Weelyum
…me. Please.” His Alabama boy accent came back, the same
accent Levi had when they first met. All Southern drawl and mean ass son of a
bitch.

“Remember,
you asked me.” He pushed Jude’s legs back and moved up his body in the same way
he went down. He swirled his tongue over the head of Jude’s dick, the taste of
their combined fluids had him considering doing the unthinkable. He swallowed
Jude in on gulp.

Gagged
and pulled off. How the fuck did that twink do that? But that was all it took,
the first burst of cum in his mouth startled him into swallowing. He pulled off
again, but Jude held his head captive and fucked into his lips until he was
inside again. Will controlled it this time. Taking just the head into his
mouth, he wrapped his hand around Jude’s shaft, and using the same stroke he
liked which was more of a twist than a pump, he had Jude growling obscenities
and bucking beneath him...while he sucked the cum right out of him.

Jude’s
body seemed to vibrate, his legs trembling as Will moved between them. Jude’s
cock strained and begged for more even after spilling enough cum to leave a
normal man flaccid and begging for a sandwich. Will couldn’t stop looking at
his hand as he stroked the man, his own dick begging to get in on the action.

“I’ll
come again if you keep that up.” Jude watched him with hooded eyes. His mouth
was relaxed from its usual thin lipped sneer, and seemed to beg Will to climb
up and kiss his lips until they were red and plump like the twink on TV.

Will
opened his hand and lined his dick up with Jude’s. “If you have to.” He
squeezed them together and with a cry he fucked into his hand, and Jude’s dick.
Holding himself suspended over the man, eye to eye, he did something he
couldn’t remember ever doing…he put his partner’s needs above his own. “Come
with me…show me how it feels…look at me…that’s good Jude…fuck, you feel so
good.”

Jude
held his head with both hands, he didn’t break eye contact. Will could feel Jude’s
breath ghost over his lips. He wanted to kiss, but he’d miss the glorious sight
of orgasm as it filled Jude’s eyes turning them into liquid whiskey. His body
burned out of control, spurred on by the way Jude said his name in that country
boy drawl. Cum filled his hand as Jude pulled him tight against him.
“William...” he dragged his name out, clawing at his back and thrusting into
his hand as one more violent shudder wracked him.

The
electricity sputtered and died leaving them in cold silence. The moaning and
groaning from the television was gone now leaving their voices to fill the
silence. The candles still flickered on the shelves around the room, casting
enough illumination for Will to see recognition return to his partner’s eyes.
The wind whining through the windows blasted him with cold and shame. He’d just
fucked a dude. Not just any dude but Levi’s goddamned infuriating look-a-like
brother.

And
he liked it.

Chapter Six

Sunlight
glinted off the Mississippi and into Jude’s sleep deprived eyes. He turned his
back to the river and leaned against the rail to sip his take out coffee. Levi,
wearing a pair of wrap sunglasses, had no problem with the water. “It’s really
cold in the house. You need to have the windows insulated. And maybe add
another full bathroom.”

“There’s
no room for another full bathroom. You know that, Jude, better than I do.” Levi
sounded as tired as Jude felt. And agitated.

“If
you take out the weight room, you could make that one room into a small bedroom
and a full bath. Which makes sense if you sell the place—“

“I’m
not selling. At least not yet.” Levi moved on along the Riverwalk, his hands
stuffed in his pockets, winter hat and sun glasses hiding his face from
passersby. The same people looked past Levi but would pause to stare at Jude as
if he might maybe be somebody before shrugging and moving on. Levi didn’t seem
to notice. He seemed distant and distracted.

“Is
there trouble at home?” Jude didn’t know how to ask what he wanted to ask. He
and Levi just didn’t have that kind of relationship. “I mean…is there a
possibility that you’re going to move back to New Orleans?”

“No.
Maybe. I don’t know. I’m…” He stopped walking and turned to face Jude, even
going so far as to remove his sunglasses. “I love him. I’m in love with him.
Okay. I am. I love being with him. Living in that little house and having
breakfast and making love all night, but…”

“But
it’s the middle of fucking nowhere, and you’re used to having more to do than
wait for him to come home from work.” He’d heard that before. When Tiffany
threw his engagement ring at his head, she’d said something very similar.

“I
have nothing to do. I’m going crazy. I’ve started spending my days with his dad
and brother Avery on the farm. I touched a cow, Jude, a live one. And one gave
birth….it was… disturbing.” He gave a delicate shiver of distaste, but Jude
didn’t trust it, the voice was Livy not Levi. Before that, Levi had declared
his love.

“Livy
is just an act with you isn’t he?” He had no idea where that came from. The
idea popped into his head as he watched his brother transition back to Levi.
“What happened to you, Levi? I mean—“

“There’s
not enough time in the day for that conversation, Judah.” And they were back to
that—Levi keeping him at a distance. Their real names...always thrown at each
other as a reminder of who they were and where they could be again.

Jude
stood still and watched a brown pelican brave the icy wind over the water. He
felt like that right now, as if he were trapped in one place by air currents
that were constantly pushing him back, and no matter how hard he fought, he
couldn’t move forward.

“How
did you know you were gay?” The words rang out loudly over the water. People
stopped and stared then hastily moved on.

Levi
walked back. Jude couldn’t tell what he was thinking or if he’d even answer. He
was sure Levi was coming to shush him or maybe even hit him. He did neither,
instead he cocked his hip and snapped his fingers, “Honey, I came out of the
womb, spotted the doctor and said, ‘Well, hello, sailor.’”

“Be
serious, Levi? I mean…” he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He needed to know… something.
“I had sex with a man.”

Levi
gasped, his hands thrown over his mouth to hide his surprise… well, that wasn’t
a Levi thing, that was pure Livy. “Oh, my
gawd
,
Jude.” The smile he uncovered was enough to make Jude regret opening his mouth.
“Did you top or bottom…oh my
gawd
, tell me it wasn’t
Slayer? He didn’t get drunk and force himself on you, did he?”

Something
like that, but Jude sure as hell wasn’t going to admit that to Levi or Livy or
who the fuck ever. “It was a guy from the clinic. I worked with him when I
clerked after law school. We maybe flirted back then. And nobody topped or
bottomed. We just kind of… humped each other and he… he blew me.”

“And
you liked it, but now you think you’re gay.” Levi leaned against him, his arm
thrown over Jude’s shoulder. “One time doesn’t make you gay, Jude. If that’s
what you’re worried about. Lots of straight men like to experiment. I’ve been
fucked by so many straight guys it isn’t even funny.”

“Jesus,
Leviticus, I do not need to know this stuff…you just let straight guys…you
bottom…I don’t want to know.”

“You
asked earlier when I knew. You’re how old now? Twenty-seven?”

“Twenty-eight,
and you forgot my birthday last month.”

“You
forgot mine last Halloween, so that makes us even. How do you always forget my
birthday when it’s a freakin’ holiday?” They walked along like that, with
Levi’s arm around him, their heads together, like lovers. And Jude didn’t care
what people thought. For the first time in his life, he didn’t give a shit what
someone thought about him. “So you’re a bottom? I never would have guessed.”

“I’m
a power bottom, baby. And you’ll have to look that up in the gay handbook they
hand out once we all make a choice on which position we play. You’ll get yours
when you and office boy—”

Jude
elbowed him in the ribs, effectively shutting him up. “There’s not going to be
a repeat performance. I’d had too much to drink, and he was horny. I was too.”

“But
you liked it, enough to worry that you might have just suddenly switched
teams.”

Jude
balled his hands into fists. He was thinking back on last night, how it had
started, and worse, how it had ended with him nearly begging Will to fuck him,
and the terrified look in Will’s eyes as he left Jude lying there covered in
cum…and shame. “I asked him to fuck me.

And
I wanted it. I haven’t had sex since Tiffany… I think I’m losing my mind, Levi.
We were just fooling around and it got out of control. And all I can think
about is…” but he couldn’t say it. He just couldn’t admit out loud that he
wanted more from Will. “You let straight guys fuck you?”