[Siren Allure, Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Alternative, MM, HEA]
In their early twenties, Jim has sex for the first time with his best friend, David. They were both virgin, and they never speak of it. Jim breaks David’s heart, and when they reconnect five years later, David's heart is broken again.
Another five years pass. Jim is now a police officer and he responds to the death call for David's mom. The two lovers reconnect, and Jim is slowly coming out from claiming to be bisexual to admitting he's fully gay.
The relationship works through a series of rabbit holes and life-threatening injuries until Jim is forced to retire. David stays with his love all the way, but will Jim break David's heart a third time?
And what happens when they meet their soulmate who may become a trio in their relationship?
They went to dinner at The Bold Knight, an excellent but medium-priced restaurant with a bit of a Renaissance theme. The owner was nice and always gave uniformed police officers fifty percent off all meals. They walked in, and the maître d’ recognized Jim.
“Jim, good to see you again. How are you? A detective now?”
Jim grinned. “Michelle, I don’t just come here on duty. I’m off duty. I come because the service and food are excellent. This is my friend, David.”
Michelle offered her hand. “Nice to meet you. Are you two dating?”
Jim gushed. “No, no, you know I’m not gay or anything . We’re just old friends.”
They were seated. David groaned, “Still young, scared, and stupid. Of course we’re dating.”
Jim fired back, “You said we could stay hidden.”
David shook his head and ordered a bottle of Merlot. They ordered meals and drank. Breaking the uncomfortable silence, Jim said, “Do you want me to stay at your place?”
“Yes. I don’t want to be alone.” He sniffled and sucked in a deep breath. His sad face with down-turned mouth made Jim sad. They talked about David’s mother as they both picked at their meals.
The server came around. “Gentlemen, you’ve hardly eaten. Are your meals okay? If there’s anything wrong, let us know. The owner only wants happy customers.” She lifted one eyebrow.
David said, “It’s good. I just have no appetite. My mom died today.” He hunched.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” the server said. “I wish I could make it good for you. You didn’t ask for my advice, but I believe time mends all wounds. God bless you.” She faced Jim. “You’re a police officer, right?” Jim nodded. “Not many of you come in off duty. You are off duty, right?”
Jim smiled. “Yes, Sierra, I’m off duty.”
“Oh, you remember my name. Thank you.” She smiled at Jim. “I’ll still give you the half off price for police.”
“No, no, no. The rule is half off is for on-duty officers in uniform. I don’t mind paying the full price. This is a most excellent restaurant. Thank you. You’re very nice.”
“You’re welcome.” She blushed. “May I say I’ve always found you attractive, and if you’re not dating anyone, I’m not either.” Her blush deepened. She left the bill with a second piece of paper with a phone number and email.
After she left, David said, “You should have told her.”
“I didn’t want to hurt her feelings.”
David whispered, “Young, stupid, and afraid. You’re a lot more into guys than women.”
Jim’s young heart pounded as he settled into his recliner, pawing through the porno magazine. His best friend, David, rested in the bean bag chair to Jim’s left, also leafing through a porn publication. David was sexy with a hot and tight ass in snug jeans and a winning smile. When he smiled, his dimples showed. David was a year younger than Jim’s twenty-two years.
Jim’s boner bulged in his tight jeans and he ached for relief with his breaths coming fast. He rubbed himself as he stole a look at David. David rubbed his stiffie in his jeans. Time slugged on. Jim opened his belt and pants. So did David.
Jim’s armpits leaked sweat, and he lowered his pants and pulled his erection out from his white briefs. David did the same. Jim was glad David wore briefs, which Jim loved. He hated ugly boxers.
Jim played with himself. David sat up and stroked.
Jim had the hots for David for a few years but he never had the courage to hit on him. Jim stood, holding his jeans, and slowly waltzed to his bedroom, but David didn’t follow. “Shit.” He expected David to be on Jim’s heels. Jim called, “David.”
Jim’s heart pounded. Why is it so fucking hard? David walked in, holding his jeans up, a boner obvious behind his light blue briefs. He stopped a foot inside the door. Jim knelt and pulled the front of the briefs down. David let his pants fall and used his hands to lower his briefs from his hips. Jim took the cock into his mouth, the first one he’d ever had. Damn, it fits so perfectly. I like it.
Jim turned David, and Jim walked on his knees, pushing David back until his knees hit the bed and he fell onto it. Jim yanked his own shoes, jeans, and briefs off and climbed on the bed in sixty-nine position. His cock leaked and throbbed. He took David’s dick as far as he could. He gagged but kept sucking.
David pawed Jim’s cock and stroked it. He licked it a few times but didn’t suck it. Jim kept servicing his prick. His mind raced, hoping no one ever found out he was doing this. He told himself he was just a horny guy—David was a sexy dude, about six feet tall and a hundred seventy pounds, clean shaven and well, sometimes shit happens.
He said to David, “Go on, suck it.”