Safe Harbor 2: Hiding in Plain Sight (9 page)

Thank freaking God he hadn’t discovered his homosexuality until he’d gotten to the US. If anyone in Russia had found out… He didn’t allow himself to go down that road. He was worrying unnecessarily and decided he needed sleep. It took a while, but he drifted off into dreams of life as he knew it ending if his secret were ever revealed.

He woke up at ten a.m. with a text from the trainer.

Stay off your foot as much as you can. Come back in a few days, and I’ll have a look. Until then, rest. Ice. Pain pills if you need them.

Though Vlad didn’t like missing games, the idea he might be around to spend more time with Joey sent a little thrill through him.

Okay, thanks.

Vlad drew a bath, since he figured a shower wasn’t on the “need to be on your feet for” list, and sank into it. His sore, tired muscles began to relax, and with his foot propped on the side of the tub, he reached for his phone.

You up?

Snickering, he considered sending a second text about hoping the man was. Before he could, his phone pinged.

Are you asking if I’m awake or if I have a woody?

He laughed. Apparently dirty minds thought alike.

I’ll take either.

Settling into the tub more, he sighed, wondering why he didn’t take more baths. Or get a hot tub. Of course, he’d have to get a house, and he wasn’t sure he was ready for that.

Yes, I’m awake, and I didn’t have a woody till I read your text. Now I do. How are you feeling?

Vlad snorted.

In pain. And like I want to help you with that woody. Maybe it would distract me. When can I see you?

Ugh. He sounded too eager. Hopefully Joey didn’t scare easily.

How about twenty minutes?

Groaning, he let his head fall back for a moment before answering.

See you then.

Though he would’ve liked to soak in the tub longer, if it was a choice between lounging here or messing around with Joey, it wasn’t a question. He wondered if the man would want his ass today, or if he’d give his up. Joey said they could take things slow, and truthfully, Vlad thought of himself more as a top than a bottom, but topping all the time wouldn’t be fair, right? His now erect cock bounced on his stomach as he thought about fucking Joey. Yeah, a plan he could get behind.

Behind. Heh.

Vlad carefully and slowly climbed out of the tub and dried himself off before heading into the bedroom. He’d just slipped into sweat shorts—and nothing else—when he heard a knock. Looking at the T-shirt in his hand, he grinned and dropped it on the bed, his raging erection leading the way. Vlad limped without the crutches, but he hated using them. He opened the door.

Joey’s jaw dropped. “Holy mother of…” His arms waved in Vlad’s general direction. “I fucking want you. Now. Where’s your bedroom?” Vlad pointed behind him, and Joey said, “I know we need to be careful of your ankle, but your injury is about the only thing I plan to handle gently. Just warning you.” Leering at Vlad, he said, “Need me to carry you?”

“I’d like to see you try.”

Joey raised an eyebrow. “You’re aware I’m ex-military, right? Remember? Delta Force?”

“Yes, and I also know I weigh over two hundred pounds.”

With a smirk, Joey picked him up like he weighed nothing, threw him over his shoulder, and gave his ass a couple of good slaps. Oh, that felt…interesting. His sweat shorts were thin, and he hadn’t bothered with underwear, so there wasn’t much between his skin and Joey’s strong hand.

The man marched with purpose down the hall.
Wonder if he’s reliving his military days
. Reaching the bedroom, Joey put an arm under his knees, slid Vlad down, and set him on the bed. “Didn’t want to hurt your ankle. Shit, quite the ugly mess.”

“Yeah. I’ll be out for at least a game or two.”

“A game or two? Yeah, right. That does suck, though. I hated missing time when I was injured. Speaking of sucking.” Joey eyed Vlad’s erection. “I think you need some help with your flagpole. Or I could show you something different. But you need to get rid of those shorts in any case.”

“You’re wearing more clothes than I am.”

Joey pulled his sweater over his head. “Workin’ on it.” Once he had his clothes off, he climbed onto the bed and helped Vlad remove his. “You stay right there. Have you got lube?”

“Uh, yeah. In the drawer.” He indicated the nightstand, sending up a silent cheer he’d gone to the drugstore for supplies just in case, and Joey produced the small bottle.

“Watch.”

Joey poured a generous amount into the palm of his uninjured hand, and Vlad’s eyes grew wide. The man lowered himself over Vlad, lining up their hard cocks. He supported himself on one forearm and circled both erections, spreading the lube. Vlad thought he would stop there, but Joey had other ideas. He firmly grasped the two of them and jerked hard.

“Fuck!” Vlad arched, his ass cheeks clenching as sensation rolled through him.

“Thought you’d like this.”

He kept up a punishing pace, and Vlad could hardly breathe. Everything Joey showed him was mind-blowing, so how good would fucking the man be? Vlad couldn’t wait to find out.

“Can I—” He arched again as Joey squeezed their cockheads together. “Wanna fuck you.”

Joey grunted and sat back on his heels. “Gimme the lube again.”

Vlad found it and handed it over.

Joey began to finger his own hole, and Vlad about swallowed his tongue. “So sexy. I could come just from watching you.” Vlad chewed the inside of his cheek. “Um, what do I need to do?”

“Put on a condom. Now.”

Joey’s voice had turned gravelly, and Vlad hurried to comply. Good thing he’d bought condoms as soon as he’d met Joey. If they’d had to stop now, Vlad was sure his head would explode. Joey poured yet more lube into his hand and slicked it over Vlad’s erection.

“I’ll ride you. It’ll be easier for you to not have to worry about anything. Just relax and feel. Shit, we should probably get tested. I haven’t been since I left Delta Force.”

“I get tested by the team for everything. I guess they want their bases covered.”

“Good to know. I’ll make an appointment. Now lie back and enjoy.”

Vlad understood that Joey had prepared himself and wanted to be on top because it was Vlad’s first time, and the image of the man astride him as he rode Vlad’s dick certainly was hot. Despite that, he hoped Joey would show him how to do this stuff so Vlad could be more in control. Joey straddled him, lined himself up with Vlad’s already pulsing cock, and began pushing down.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” became a litany as Joey sank farther onto Vlad’s erection, his own head thrown back and mouth open.

Joey’s cock waved between them, but Vlad was too far gone to do anything about it. He’d just discovered nirvana. “Gotta come.”

“Not yet,” Joey forced out through clenched teeth. With one quick motion, he bottomed out and sighed. “So fucking good.”

“Move.”

“Relax. Feel me around you.”

“I can, and I am losing my mind.” Vlad bucked upward, which was tough with his weight on only one foot on the bed. “Please.” His eyes rolled into the back of his head when Joey finally obeyed him.

Joey raised and abruptly lowered himself once more, pulling a gasp from Vlad.

“Fucking myself on your cock. So good. Love your dick.”

Vlad forced his eyes open. He wanted to see his lover as they connected for the first time this way.

Joey stared down at him. “Mmm. Wanna ride this luscious cock till I pass out.”

“Sounds good,” Vlad got out as Joey began his excruciatingly slow up-and-down motions. He grabbed his dick, and Vlad pushed his hand away, taking Joey’s erection in hand. Precum was flowing freely, and Vlad used it to slick the way. “Want you to come.”

Joey huffed out a laugh. “I will.”

He sped up, and Vlad kept up with him, pulling on Joey’s shaft. Vlad squeezed the fat cockhead, and Joey swore.

“Like?”

Stiffening above him, Joey cried out, “Coming. Ah, fuck!”

He tightened around Vlad’s cock inside him, and Vlad lost it, pouring his seed into the condom. As much as he would’ve liked to watch Joey come apart, there was no way he could focus with this much pure pleasure streaming through his veins.

After what seemed like an eternity and yet was just a speck of time, Vlad began to come back to Earth.
So, so incredible. Want him again already.

Joey pulled off Vlad and collapsed to the side of him.

Vlad reached a blind hand over and landed it on Joey’s damp torso. “Okay?”

The other man chuckled. “So yeah, that’s gay sex. Well, penetrative sex.”

“Loved it. I want to do it twenty-four hours a day.”

Slowly turning his head to regard Vlad, Joey asked, “Do you mean like we just did? Because you were incredible.”

Words were spilling out of his mouth, and Vlad had a hard time not hugging the guy for being so adorable.

“We never have to do more. There’s still lots of other stuff we can have fun with, though, if you want. And if you’re not comfortable, I’m fine with bottoming. I told you that.”

Vlad had removed the condom, tied it off, and dumped it into the waste bin by his bed while Joey was talking. “I want to. I think.”

Joey gave him a gentle smile. “I have an idea.”

Should I trust that look? He hasn’t steered me wrong yet
. Vlad raised an eyebrow. “Okay. What is it?”

“You said you had toys.”

Vlad nodded, feeling his face heat.

“Where are they?”

Turning onto his stomach, Vlad reached under the bed and pulled out a box. Joey took it from him as he rolled back over onto his back. “There are only a couple of things. I’ve been too paranoid to buy more.”

“There are Web sites, you know. You don’t have to go to an adult store in person if you don’t want to.”

Vlad grunted. “Still makes me nervous.” Joey opened the box, and Vlad watched as he picked through his small collection of dildos and the one butt plug he’d been brave enough to buy.

“Besides, everything you bought could be for a woman too. It’s not like the items scream ‘gay sex’ or anything.”

“If you say so.”

“Don’t forget about the online places the next time you want something. I’ll write a few down for you.”

“Okay. Or, um, you could buy stuff for me.” He flashed his best puppy-dog look at Joey, who rolled his eyes.

“If it would make you feel better. Back to my idea.” He looked Vlad in the eye, his expression serious. “Do you feel comfortable with any of these?”

If possible, his face flamed even more, and he wondered if you could give yourself sunburn from the inside. “They’re okay. Yes, sure.”

“Would you let me put one in your ass? I can make it feel so good. I promise.”

After what Joey had just let Vlad do, he figured he owed it to the man. He nodded.

“I want to make sure you’re good with this. Are you, really?”

“Yes.”

“I won’t do anything to make you uncomfortable, so feel free to say no.”

“Yes. I-I want to. I want to know what it’s like.”

“My cock is bigger than these toys,” Joey said with a smirk.

“I know. But at least I could start getting, um, used to things.”

“Good enough. Get on your hands and knees. It’ll be easier for you. Tell me if anything hurts, and I’ll slow down.” As Vlad did as he bade, Joey asked, “Too much for your ankle?”

“No.”
I cannot believe I just got on my knees to offer my ass to someone.

“I’m going to tell you everything I’m doing so you won’t wonder.” The bottle of lube snicked open again. “Gonna put my finger near your hole, but not inside. Yet. Don’t fight it. Relax, and the whole thing will be easier.”

Vlad leaned his head on his forearms, which pushed his ass up in the air even more. “Ready.”

“You have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now.” Joey groaned. “But I promise to go slow. Like I said, if anything hurts too much, let me know, and I’ll back off. It’ll feel weird, like you said before, and there might be some soreness or burning, but it will fade. I promise.”

He touched his lube-slickened finger to Vlad’s pucker. Vlad jerked.

“Shh, relax.”

Vlad took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. Joey rubbed his back.

“We don’t have to do this.”

“Want to.” Joey began to gently massage around Vlad’s hole. Vlad couldn’t keep a moan from escaping and heard Joey chuckle from behind him.

“Feel good?”

“Yeah. I am…surprised.”

“I told you I’d make you feel good.”

As they talked, Joey continued to circle the outside but never pushed inside. Vlad felt his ass relax.

“That’s it, baby,” Joey crooned as if he were talking to a frightened child, and Vlad supposed in some ways he was. “You’re doing so well.”

Vlad took another deep breath and let it out. Closing his eyes, he said, “Put your finger inside.”

“You’re okay?”

“Yeah. Do it.”

“I’ll go slow.”

The way Vlad felt right now, he didn’t want to go slow. But he’d seen Joey’s dick up close and personal, and there was no way he’d be able to take it comfortably without this preparation, so he leaned more fully on his folded arms.

Another squirt of lube, and Joey was back to massaging. Vlad was about to tell him he really was fine and Joey could do more when the man’s well-slickened finger popped right into him.

“How far are you?”

“You’ve taken half of my finger.”

“Give it all to me.”

“Want me to show you where your prostate is?” Vlad groaned. “I’ll take your response as a yes.”

He pushed in farther and slowly rotated his finger. Vlad nearly jumped out of his skin as Joey began to rub one particularly sensitive area.

“Fuck.”

“There’s your prostate.” Joey’s tone was clearly amused, but Vlad didn’t care. This felt incredible.

“More. Fuuuuuck more.” But Joey withdrew his finger. “What the hell?”

Another chuckle. “Lubing up another finger. I think you can take two. By the way, I have no intention of fucking you tonight. Maybe next time or the time after.”

“Oh.”

“You sound disappointed.”

“I’m not.”
Yes, I am. Shit, I want Joey to fuck me. This is weird.