Spark & Blaze (A Guns & Hoses Novel) (15 page)

“I’ll go. I’ll call a cab.”

“Why,” Evan didn’t lessen the grip his legs had on Malone’s even though the man was now braced on his forearms. “Was I that bad or is this some normal thing that happens between guys after they get off together?”

Carmichael’s tone was confused and sincere which made Brett feel like shit. If the rookie wanted him to stay, he was more than happy to do so, even if the small annoying voice in his head screamed that was a bad idea. A really, really fucking bad idea. Just like this whole night would likely turn out to be.

“No. I just thought that you’d want me to go.”

“Why the hell would you think that?” Evan didn’t give Malone a chance to answer. “Does this feel like I want you to go anywhere, Brett?” Evan tightened his legs that were wrapped around the man on top of him to prove his point.

Two things aside from the legs that prevented him from rising registered in Brett’s mind at the same time. Carmichael called him by his first name and the rookie’s cock was starting to get hard again.

Holy shit
, Brett’s own dick started to take interest again at just the thought of Carmichael’s recovery time and what kind of pleasure that could mean for his ass.

“You want me to stay, then?” Brett asked even though he had more than enough proof that that was exactly what Carmichael wanted.

Evan laughed. He never thought he would ever be in the position of trying to convince someone to spend the night. It wasn’t because he thought he was all that, he knew he wasn’t. Hell, normally he couldn’t get the women out of his door fast enough after they were finished fucking. And he sure as shit never thought he would be trying to persuade a
man
to stay, but that was exactly what he was trying to do with Malone.

“Yeah, I want you to stay,” Evan smiled up at Malone. “But on two conditions.” Evan felt Malone slightly tense and chuckled. “You need to lose these clothes so we can actually get comfortable on the bed.”

Brett relaxed and grinned down at Carmichael. “I can do that and your other condition?”

“Before I take you back so we can pick up my truck, I want to hear you say my name.” Evan stared up into Malone’s chocolate brown eyes and knew the man understood what he was saying.

“I’m sure I can do that because I have the feeling that whether I want to or not, I’ll be saying your name.”

Evan chuckled because he liked the sound of that. A lot. He finally loosened his legs to allow Brett to escape his hold. Evan’s eyes followed every movement and every flex of muscle while Brett removed his remaining clothes. He rolled onto his side and dropped his head in his hand. Surprisingly, he didn’t feel embarrassed about looking Brett over from head to toe. He didn’t attempt to hide his body’s reaction to the view, either.

Brett might have a few years on him, five if Evan remembered correctly, but he was fit as hell for being almost thirty. Not that thirty was old or anything, but Evan knew guys his own age whose abs weren’t nearly as sculpted as Brett’s.

Brett felt Evan’s eyes on him and lifted his head to meet them. The rookie was staring at him like he was a tiger staring at a slab of beef. His cock liked the appraisal that Brett rarely ever saw shining from a lover’s eyes. The hunger in Evan’s gaze was just as strong as it had been earlier.

Before Brett climbed back into the bed, he looked down the length of the man’s body. The cock he felt hardening against him before he climbed off Evan was beautifully, fully erect and made Brett’s ass clench. He wanted to feel Evan buried deep inside him, but wasn’t sure if the guy was ready to take that step yet.

Only one way to find out
, Brett thought and bent to pick up his pants before he removed a small pack of lube and a condom.

Evan knew his eyes were wide and he was sure Brett heard his nervous gulp at seeing the condom. His dick started to shrivel at just the thought of Brett’s huge cock going up his ass.

“Um… I don’t think...” Evan started and wasn’t sure what to make of Brett’s nervous grin when he climbed back into the bed.

“Relax, rookie.” Brett mirrored how Evan laid facing him and dropped the condom and lube onto the bed between them.

“Brett, I really don’t think...”

“The condom is for you.” Brett waited for his words to sink in and saw the moment Evan realized what he had said. Not only what he said, but what he implied.

“What?” Evan knew his eyes somehow managed to grow wider and he was sure his voice was just as pitched as it sounded in his ears.

Brett chuckled again. He couldn’t help himself. The look of shock on Evan’s face was just too funny.

“You want
me
to fuck
you
?” Evan knew his question was just as high-pitched as it had been the last time he spoke.

Brett let his eyes roam down the length of Evan’s body. Even though Evan now sounded like he could sing soprano with no problem, his body was on board with the idea. However, Brett doubted Evan even realized his cock was back to being fully hard.

“I do,” Brett replied without taking his eyes off Evan’s renewed interest.

“You don’t have to... I mean we don’t have to...,” Evan stuttered.

“I want to ride you, rookie.” Brett finally met Evan’s still shocked gaze.

Evan couldn’t believe his ears and suddenly his mind was flooded with images of what it would feel like to be inside Brett. Of what it would look like to see the larger man astride him and come undone from being fucked.

“But if it’s too soon, we can do all that
other stuff
I mentioned,” Brett offered.

“Um... It’s not that. It’s just…” Evan could feel his blush clear down to his chest. “I’ve never even fucked a chick that way before.”

The spike of lust that slammed into Brett at the thought of being the first ass Evan ever had almost made Brett gasp.

“The mechanics are the same,” Brett smiled.

But it feels sooo much better.
Brett almost said, but instead leaned forward and gave Evan a soft kiss. That soft kiss soon grew heated and they were both panting when Brett pulled slightly back.

“I’ll do all the work until to you get the hang of it,” Brett whispered against Evan’s lips.

All Evan could do was nod like an idiot before Brett sat up. He didn’t resist when Brett nudged him to lie on his back again and he didn’t stop the man from straddling his hips. Brett never looked away from him when he scooped up the condom and lube. Nor did he look away when he dropped the condom on his chest before he ripped open the small packet of lube.

The sound of the small package being torn open caused Evan to lower his eyes to Brett’s hands just in time to see the man empty some of the slick onto three of his fingers.

Brett moved his hand behind him at the same time he lifted just enough from Evan’s thighs to get to his ass. He had to force himself not to close his eyes when he inserted the first lubed up finger. He was glad he resisted the temptation or he would have missed the flash of lust that filled Evan’s expression.

When he added a second finger, Evan licked his lips and rested his hands on Brett’s hips. The rookie’s touch seared his skin and Brett finally succumbed to closing his eyes.

Evan watched Brett’s arm flex and could only imagine what it would look like to see the man’s fingers moving in and out of his ass. He had no idea how many fingers Brett was using, but based on the size of his cock, Evan was 100% positive it had to be more than one. Brett’s eyes had fallen closed, his chin had dropped to his chest, and Evan had no idea when the man started to rock his hips. He also had no idea when his hands had started helping Brett move.

Brett was starting to pant, but as good as his fingers filling and stretching him felt, he forced himself to stop. He had gotten himself off plenty of times with his fingers up his ass, but there was a perfectly hard cock below him that he would rather do the job.

“Put the condom on, rookie.”

“Evan,” Evan corrected even as he tore the condom wrapper open and rolled the latex down his aching prick.

Brett squeezed the remaining lube out of the tiny package and gave Evan’s cock one long stroke from base to tip before he inched his knees into position. He smirked down at Evan when he took the man in hand, stood up his hard cock, and moved it just to tap against his hole.

Evan’s hands were on his hips again, but the rookie didn’t try to push him down. No, Evan was almost stiff as a board, hands digging into Brett hard enough to bruise as if he was afraid to relax and was bracing himself. If Brett couldn’t still see the hungry lust in Evan’s gaze, he would’ve called the whole thing off.

Evan could just feel the hot skin of Brett’s ass through the condom while the older firefighter seemed to be searching his gaze or waiting for him to do something. He knew what he was supposed to do and what he
wanted
to do, but he didn’t want to hurt Brett.

Evan knew that if he caved into what he was resisting doing, he would be buried balls deep and that would surely hurt the man. So, instead he just gave a slight nod to indicate that he was okay,
ready?
, and Brett should continue.

And continue he fucking did.

Evan never believed in the phrase when people spoke about their eyes rolling into the back of their head, but that was exactly what his eyes did the moment he felt his cock breach the tight muscular ring of Brett’s ass.

Brett had to force his eyes to stay open again when he felt his muscles stretch around the head of Evan’s cock. His moan of pure pleasure wasn’t the only one to fill the silence of the bedroom when Evan’s eyes rolled up and his head arched back into the pillow.

Brett paused. Not to give himself time to adjust because he enjoyed the initial bite of pain. No, he paused to prolong Evan’s pleasure along with his own. Evan was biting his lower lip so hard that the skin around his teeth was white and Brett was shocked he wasn’t already bleeding. The hands on his hips had a death grip, but it was a grip that was barely resisting pushing Brett down further. Brett knew that the rookie was likely hanging on by a thread already, but it was too soon for this fucking to be over yet.

Evan was going to cum. He was going to cum so hard the top of his head was likely to explode and fucking Brett would be embarrassingly over before it even got started. The sudden tight grip around the base of his cock made his eyes pop open and a breath whoosh out from between his now parted lips. He couldn’t see more than Brett’s wrist buried under the man’s balls, but he had no problem feeling the fingers that were ensuring he wasn’t about to cum.

“Fuck,” Evan panted out. “Thank fuck.”

Brett chuckled at the relief he heard in Evan’s voice. He now had no doubts that the man wanted this just as much as he did and wanted it to last more than a few minutes.

“Ready, rookie?”

The sound of Brett’s lust graveled voice sent a jolt straight to Evan’s balls. That jolt was almost enough to make him cum, regardless of the almost punishing grip around the base of his dick.

“Second,” Evan managed to request through clenched teeth.

Brett nodded. He could stay in this position, Evan’s cock inside him enough to deliciously stretch his rim for as long as Evan needed. His wrist would eventually cramp, but the burn in his ass was pleasurable enough that he wouldn’t notice any other pain. Still, when Evan finally nodded for him to continue, Brett exhaled harshly before he removed his hand from the base of the rookie’s cock.

Chapter Thirteen

Th
e
sensation of Brett lowering down onto his cock was incredibly overwhelming. Evan’s fingers were beginning to cramp from where he was sure to be leaving bruises on Brett’s hips. But, the cramps in his fingers were the last thing on his mind when he felt Brett’s balls rest against his pubic hair. His legs shook and Evan bent his knees to plant his feet firmly on his bed.

“Holy fuck!”

“Uh huh,” Brett agreed before he leaned forward and braced his weight on his hands just above Evan shoulders.

The movement raised him up just enough for them both to feel the slide of Evan dick being gripped by Brett’s heat. Another joint moan filled the space between them. Neither man noticed how they were already sweating or the droplets of sweat that were dripping off Brett’s chin and nipples.

When Brett raised his hips to the point that Evan thought the man was going to totally slip off him, Evan thrust up. A deep rumbling noise that started in Brett’s chest and ended on an exhalation was Evan’s reward. It was a sound that he just had to hear again. A sound the caused his hands to guide Brett’s hips back up before he pushed them harshly back down at the same time he used his braced feet on the bed to propel his own hips back up into Brett’s intensely constricting heat.

Brett couldn’t stop the second, louder, sound from escaping his throat even if he had wanted to. Which he didn’t. He had always been a vocal lover in bed and even though in the back of his mind he knew this was Evan’s first time, he couldn’t stay quiet.

“Fuck me, rookie,” Brett panted out close enough to kiss Evan’s lips. “I can take it.”

Evan couldn’t have verbally replied if his life depended on it. So, he replied through his actions by using Brett’s hips like handles to piston up into the man. He fucked so hard up into Brett that his hips never made contact with the bed in between every slide in and out of Brett’s tight ass.

He never let loose like this on a woman and intrinsically knew a woman would likely break under the power he was unleashing into Brett. The man wasn’t breaking, that was for damn sure. If anything the sounds coming from Brett only encouraged him to fuck all the harder.

Brett’s words seemed to give Evan the permission to let loose the way Brett needed him to in order to be fucked the way Brett liked it. Hard and fast. Rough and dirty. There was a time and a place for slow and tender, but it sure as hell wasn’t tonight.

Evan’s thrusts that were deliciously punishing Brett’s ass were becoming erratic and Brett knew the sign for what it was. Evan was close. Brett was too, so he pushed himself up. He used his thighs to brace himself and the change of position did exactly what he knew it would. Every rapid, deep, jerky push of Evan’s cock into his ass rubbed his prostate and instinctively, Brett wrapped his hand around his own aching and bouncing prick.

The sight of Brett grasping his dick was too much for Evan. He paused, thrust, paused, and then thrust twice quickly before he felt his brain explode through the head of his cock. Roughly, he pushed Brett down against his groin so that he was buried as deep as possible while he filled the latex that surrounded his pulsating dick.

Feeling Evan’s cock twitching inside of him and the man’s hands holding him down so he couldn’t move sent Brett over the edge into pure bliss. He fell forward and braced one hand next to Evan’s head while the other milked every last drop of his orgasm all over Evan’s chest. Brett didn’t release his cock until the arm that kept him from crashing down onto the rookie started to shake.

He lowered himself onto his forearms that were placed next to Evan’s head while they both fought to catch their breaths. Brett smiled when they seemed to open their eyes at the same time.

Evan was flying high. He knew for damn sure that he had never cum so hard in his life. Just the thought would have made his cock twitch if he had anything left in him. He didn’t. He was totally boneless and knew it would take a miracle to get his dick to do anything after three orgasms in less than as many hours. Still, the smile that Brett gave him made him wish he had one more erection in him.

“You okay, rookie?”

“Yeah.” Evan returned Brett sated smile. “You?”

“I couldn’t be better,” Brett paused before he leaned down and gave Evan a soft and tender kiss. “Evan.” He whispered against the man’s lips after he broke their kiss.

“Good.” Evan beamed and knew it was because Brett had finally said his name.

A mutual hiss escaped them both when Brett grabbed the base of the condom and lifted his hips until Evan slipped out of him. Brett leaned to the side and ungracefully flopped down next to Evan.

The bed rocked from Brett landing next to him and Evan couldn’t help but laugh. For some reason Evan thought he should feel different after being with the man, but all he felt was happy. Happy and totally relaxed because Brett was touching against his side in various places. He was pretty sure how he felt about his first
real
gay experience had everything to do with the man currently lying next to him.

Still, a bout of nerves blindsided him because he had no idea
how
to be gay or what he was supposed to do now. Now, being after the sex was over. Normally, if it was a woman lying next to him, he would already be trying to get her out of his bed and out of his house. The excuse of having to work early the next day usually did the trick, but knowing that Brett wouldn’t buy that lie wasn’t why Evan held his tongue. No, he was enjoying Brett still lying in his bed.

Brett believed Evan when the guy said he was okay, so he wasn’t concerned by the silence that surrounded them. Usually, Brett would already have one foot out the door and sure as hell, not be lying in the bed with a trick after an incredible fucking. Of course, Evan wasn’t just any trick, hell, he wasn’t a trick at all or even a one night hook-up.

What the label was for what had happened with Evan, he didn’t know, but what Brett did know was that what he was feeling for the guy was more than he had any right to feel after a few awesome orgasms. Those feelings scared the shit out of him for multiple reasons. Primarily, his closet at work, but surprisingly more so because he never had a boyfriend before.

Boyfriend?
Where the hell did that thought come from?
Brett wondered.

“What now?” Evan finally grew balls enough to ask.

“What?” Brett asked when he was jarred from where his thoughts concerning Evan were going.

“What happens now?”

“Take off and get rid of the condom?” Brett suggested in a light joking tone to try and ease the uncertainty and Evan’s voice.

Evan snorted at Brett’s reply, but did remove the condom. He tied it in a knot before he wrapped it in a tissue and threw it into the wastebasket next to his night table. He could sense that Brett’s tone was aimed at making him relax, but he was also aware the man smoothly avoided the real question that he was asking.

“Okay, now what?” Evan smirked and turned his head on his pillow to look at Brett.

Brett didn’t have an answer for Evan. He’d never been in this type of situation before, but that didn’t stop him from turning to look at the younger man.

“I don’t know. I’m usually gone by now.” Brett offered a weak smile.

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, so are the chicks I have hooked-up with.”

They both laughed at the same time and their amusement broke the tension between them that neither man was aware was building.

“So, do you want to shower or something?” Evan ventured and rubbed Brett’s sticky cum that hadn’t yet dried on his chest into his skin.

Brett’s eyes lowered from Evan’s face to watch the man rub in his release. He knew his dick would twitch if he had it in him to get hard again.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” The thought escaped Brett’s lips and Evan’s chuckle made him grin. “Too tired to shower, but if you want to wash off, I’ll be here when you get back.” Brett paused before he added, “if you want.”

Oh, Evan wanted. “I’m good,” Evan replied with a lazy smile and rolled onto his side to face Brett. “I like feeling you on my skin.”

Brett repressed a moan and instead pulled Evan closer. The rookie fell asleep almost as soon as his head rested on Brett’s chest. Brett wrapped his arm around Evan’s shoulders and enjoyed the feel of the man’s breath ghosting over his pec.

His mind barely registered Evan’s arm wrapped over his waist or the leg that rested snugly between his before his eyes finally closed and sleep claimed him.

The first thing Brett became aware of was a warm body wrapped around him. The second was a hard cock pressing and slightly rocking into his hip. He didn’t hesitate to pull a barely awake rookie on top of him.

Evan’s weight covering him from chest to calves felt incredible. More than incredible. It felt right and once again fear creeped into Brett’s mind. He pushed it away. There would be time to freak out later. Now was the time to enjoy the man on top of him who was slowly waking up.

“Mmmm,” Evan purred into the heat radiating off the hard muscles under his cheek.

He was surprised to realize they were still on top of his comforter and never woke because of the cool air from the A/C that caressed them while they slept. The heat that Brett was kicking off and he was absorbing was more than enough to keep him warm. If it wasn’t, the hard cock that was pressing against his would have heated his blood enough that thoughts of the A/C really weren’t sticking in his mind anyway.

“You as awake as your cock, rookie?”

“Humm.” Evan pressed his hips down into Brett’s while he mumbled, “Evan.”

“Yeah babe, I know your name,” Brett replied and wasn’t sure which of them was more surprised by his utterance of intimacy.

Evan felt Brett sliding his hand between them and gasped when his cock was wrapped in one of the man’s larger hands. It wasn’t just Brett taking him in hand that incited his sudden inhale of breath. No, it was feeling his dick press snugly against Brett’s steel-hard cock within the man’s grasp.

Brett grinned against the top of Evan’s head when he heard his surprise and felt Evan’s hips push into his hand. He pressed up into every thrust Evan pushed into his hand. Evan never lifted his head off his chest and the hot moist heat of his panting breaths only spurred Brett on. If asked, he couldn’t say which one of them stiffened first before the warm wet slickness of their cum filled the small space between them.

“Oh God,” Evan panted out.

“You keep saying that and you’ll give me a complex,” Brett finally managed to say even though he had thought the same thing.

Evan laughed. “Fuck you.”

“You already did that.”

Evan laughed harder. “Yeah, I did.”

“If I’m lucky, you’ll do it again,” Brett said hesitantly and held his breath when Evan raised his head and met his gaze. The rookie’s pale gray eyes were intense, but full of humor and lust.

“Oh, I’m sure I would like that.” Evan leaned down and gave Brett’s lips a quick peck. “Very much, but right now, a shower and coffee are a priority.”

Brett relaxed and grinned. He really liked seeing Evan this way. Relaxed and playful. It was a much better look on the man then shell-shocked from seeing too much trauma in too short a period of time at work.

“So, get your ass up and make us some coffee.” Brett slapped Evan’s ass playfully.

“Alright.” Evan rolled off Brett. “The shower’s through there.”