“Ash, you son of a bitch,” he muttered. “I told you when I filled that thing out it was just for laughs. I wanted nothing to do with your little dating service.”
Ash snorted. “You’re one of those closet men who walk around wearing that ‘bisexual’ cloak when you know what you really want is a hard, warm body, not a soft one.”
Cal glared at Ash, whose face was suffused with accusation. His chin tilted up and those blue eyes held him trapped. As much as he’d come to trust and like Ash over the years, he wasn’t about to share his reasons for not having a relationship with a man with him, but he wasn’t a closet gay. “Ash—”
“Yeah, I know,” he cut in, rolling his eyes. “You’ve dated women all your life, blah, blah, blah. Yet you haven’t found a single one to settle down with even temporarily.”
He’d tried, but none had appealed in any way that mattered. They couldn’t soothe the frayed edges of his soul. “I haven’t been looking, dumbass,” he snapped.
Ash gave him a patient look that Cal held with defiance as he crossed his arms over his broad-muscled chest.
“My slippery friend, those lies you love to spout about not wanting a ball and chain are just that. Lies.” Ash grinned but Cal saw that loneliness in his friend’s eyes. It was a hunger that Ash kept carefully tucked away when talking about his own romantic life. He knew it because once in a while he saw it in his own eyes and felt it rumbling around in his own soul. “Yeah, I know your type.”
“You don’t know shit about me,” he grumbled. His type? The type that hungered for more but was too afraid to open his heart to it? If that’s what he meant, then that was him to a tee and he had to agree Ash knew him well because he was just as hungry and wounded.
“But we still have a problem,” Ash said. “You know I pride myself on giving my customers what they want and need.”
Cal cringed inwardly at that mischievous look in the man’s eyes. That damn Ash had something up his sleeve and was looking to make him his guinea pig. “I don’t see how that becomes my problem,” Cal commented carefully.
“It’s your problem because I’m not giving this guy a refund just because you’re a coward,” Ash told him matter-of-factly.
“I’m not a coward,” Cal snapped and leaped to his feet. He paced across from Ash’s desk to look out the window onto the small patio at the back of the building. It was one of Ash’s many venues for first meets. Couples could have a quick introduction made there before going off on a date.
“He’s hot,” Ash began. “Long red hair, cute little button nose, nice little body, and a pair of the prettiest—”
“Redheads are too pale,” Cal broke in. He faced Ash. “You know I’m not that into white guys to start, so don’t throw some little pale-as-hell redhead my way and expect me to honor your commitment. Offer him two more free dates or whatever.”
“Nope,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re his perfect match. If he’d merely just picked you, I’d fix him up with someone else, but I think you’ll like him. He’s under six feet just like you prefer, doesn’t smoke, has a job, and he’s not straddling the fence.”
“He’s gay, and he knows it,” Ash told him, and smiled. “He’s a bottom boy, and we both know you’ve got them hot fantasies of a strict bottom that’s willing to let you be the man in charge.”
He glared at his friend, but he was right. He liked his men a little submissive but not mindlessly obedient. Dominants were nothing but trouble. “I’m not taking out some—”
“Some homo?” Ash cut in, giving him a cold glare. “News flash, big sexy, you’re a homo too, but you just won’t admit it.”
“Be honest for once in your sorry life, man,” Ash said, his voice holding a hard edge. “Tell me you don’t love sinking your mouth down on a hard prick over eating pussy. Tell me the sweet smell of a woman gets you hotter than hell. Tell me you want to be married to a woman, and I’ll have you ten perfect choices by the end of the day. Each one will be just your type, but you’ll reject each one of them like you always do after a few dates. Hell, you couldn’t even get it up for that last one.”
“That is not true,” he retorted coldly, and Ash laughed as he got to his feet.
“No? Remember that evening a week after you met her? I walked in on you two at your office making out. She was giving you the business real good, but your dick was so limp in her grip it could have belonged to a five-year-old. Then, you saw me watching and stroking my cock and your dick came to attention faster than a corporal in a general’s presence. I thought you were going to shoot your load right then.”
“You’re an ass.” Cal shook his head in self-disgust. Women had never really done it for him, and he’d realized that when his college professor approached him in the library one night. He’d been attracted to the man, turned on more than he’d ever been with any girl he’d ever met. That had been his first male lover. A delicious black man who’d introduced him to the real joys of sex.
“But I’m not lying.” Ash perched on the edge of his desk and Cal faced him. “It’s time to come all the way out of the closet.”
This was his greatest sexual fantasy in living color. Avery twisted in his arms and looked up at him. “Do you really want me?”
Cal nodded. “Yes.”
The intensity in his eyes made Avery weak in the knees, it scorched him. He cupped Cal’s face and stole a kiss before stepping back. He turned and headed for his bedroom allowing a little extra sway to his hips.
Once in the bedroom, Avery turned hoping Cal was behind him, and he was. He looked even hungrier than he had moments ago. His chest rose and fell quickly and Avery tugged the tank over his head. He watched Cal’s eyes and caught the surprise at the belly ring that dangled from his navel.
“Perfect,” Cal breathed roughly. “You are absolutely perfect.” He toed off his shoes, his eyes never leaving Avery’s face before reaching for the button of his jeans. Avery was there in a heartbeat brushing his hands away.
“Let me.” He unbuttoned the button before slowly gliding the zipper down its track. He pushed the flaps open and pushed the pants down his hips taking his briefs along for the ride. He claimed Cal’s mouth in a hungry kiss that made his head spin before he pushed Cal’s pants down his legs.
Cal kicked his pants and underwear aside and Avery helped him out of his shirt tossing it onto the chair near the bed. Avery ran his fingers over Cal’s chest, sifting through the tight curls sprinkled there. before he dipped his head to trail kisses over his chest. Avery flicked the moist tip of his tongue over Cal’s nipple.
He sucked at the tiny point and then swirled his tongue around it before pressing a line of kisses from one nipple to the other.
“Avery.” His tone was lust-drugged.
Avery lifted his head and smiled up at him. “Down.” Avery pushed and Cal stumbled falling back onto the bed. Avery smiled. “I’ve got you where I want you now.”
“What are you going to do with me?” Cal eased up on his elbows and watched as Avery removed his briefs.
Avery grinned and opened the top drawer of the nightstand and removed condoms and lube. He tossed both on the bed before moving to straddle Cal. “Mmm watch and see.” He let his hair rub against Cal’s chest and heard a sharp intake of breath. Avery did it again before licking over one of Cal’s nipples. He glided his tongue around the areola before lightly and carefully nipping the tender flesh.
Cal moaned and pushed his fingers into Avery’s hair to push it back. He watched Avery trail kisses down his belly. “Baby you’re something hot.”
Avery gave him a smoldering look and lowered his head reaching for a condom. He tore the package open and rolled the condom over Cal’s erection. “Let’s see if I can get it hotter in here.” He lowered his head drew his tongue around the crown before closing his lips over the tip.
Cal made a harsh sound as his hips jerked involuntarily sending in cock a little deeper into Avery’s mouth. Avery smiled around the flesh and lifted his head and lowered it. He flicked the head before licking down the hard ridge underside. He stroked back up and held his mouth poised over the head. His tongue darted out to stab at the pee hole before swirling around the tip.
“Mmm, yeah.” Cal’s groan was a guttural sound torn from him.
Avery cupped his balls as his head moved up and down now in earnest sucking and licking. Cal’s hips came off the bed, his cock fucking Avery’s mouth slow and easy. Avery loved the feel of him taking his mouth. It was erotic and had his dick throbbing and leaking.
He stroked his own cock momentarily as he prepared to take Cal to the back of his throat. He didn’t have time. Cal hauled Avery up his body and claimed his mouth in a hard demanding kiss.
Avery rubbed against Cal, their cocks sliding together. The head of his dick brushed insistently against the shaft of Cal’s. Avery groaned as pleasure rocked him. He broke the kiss grinding harder against Cal who landed a light slap on his ass.
Avery shuddered loving the rush of heat that coursed through him from the heavy tap. “Cal, you feel so damn good,” he said roughly. “I can hardly wait to have you.”
Cal brushed Avery’s bangs out of his eyes. “I can’t wait much longer myself,” he said softly. “Pass me the lube. Let me get you ready for me.”
Avery did as he asked and Cal flipped the cap and squeezed some of the cool liquid out onto his fingers. He rubbed it in and Avery moved against him. Cal groaned and pushed the tip of one finger into the tight confines of Avery’s ass.
“Oh, fuck. Your ass is tight.” He breathed harshly.
Avery shifted lifting up and then slowly lowered himself to rub his thick cock against Cal’s. He smiled when Cal shuddered. “I bet you’ll like fucking me, Cal.” He kissed Cal slowly taking his time, teasing and stroking his tongue against his. “Mmm. I like kissing you.”
Cal pushed his finger deeper and fucked it in and out as Avery kissed him again. He pulled his finger free just as Avery ground against him.
“Cal, hurry up,” Avery groused. “Your fingers aren’t big enough.”
Cal gave Avery’s ass another tap before he pushed two fingers into his hot ass. He pulled them almost free and pushed them back and Avery moved taking his fingers eagerly as he rubbed their cocks together.