DAVID FOUND the knob behind him, opened the door, and stepped inside. Then he reached out, grabbed Travis by the shirt, and pulled him in. David shut the door and pinned Travis to it with a claiming kiss.
Travis didn’t resist and let David control the kiss, let David stroke and pet and caress his face, until they both had to come up for air.
“You said something about watching?” David cocked an eyebrow.
“Oh yeah, so I did.”
David stepped away and, with a grand sweep of his arm, led Travis to the bed. “The viewing platform awaits.”
Travis slipped out of his holster and hooked it over the back of the chair, kicked off his shoes, undid his tie, and climbed up on the queen-sized bed. He arranged the pillows and lay back against the headboard. “I’m ready. Let the show begin. Bring out the dancing boys!” He clapped his hands together.
David bowed, then toed off his shoe. With a flick of his foot, it sailed into the air, tumbled toe over heel, and he caught it. Travis laughed. David repeated the trick with his other shoe and caught it.
“I didn’t know you were so talented.”
“I have many talents.” David wiggled his eyebrows.
He leaned over, grabbed the toe of his black dress sock, and pulled. The material stretched as it slid off his foot; then, with a snap, it came free. He tossed it to the side and bent over again.
“Turn around,” Travis ordered. “I want to watch your ass.”
David obeyed, and this time, when he bent over, he did a slow wiggle of his hips.
“Damn, baby.” Travis’s cock bulged, and he spread his legs wide to accommodate his erection.
He looked so sexy David nearly lost it.
Getting into the striptease, David unbuttoned his shirt, turned his back to Travis, then slowly slid the shirt down to reveal one shoulder.
“Don’t stop.”
David lowered the other shoulder, trapping the upper half of his body with the shirt, then peered from under his lashes and over his lowered shoulder. He licked his lips and shot a heated glance at Travis.
Travis rubbed his cock through his pants. “You’re such a fucking tease, baby. You’re just doing that to get me hard.”
David laughed, and Travis joined him.
“But you love it, don’t you?”
Travis nodded and sucked on his bottom lip.
David turned around and let the shirt fall to the floor. “What next?” He cocked an eyebrow at Travis.
“Take off your belt.”
David unbuckled it and slid it out of the loops, snapped it, then held it out and dropped it to the floor. Travis’s gaze never left David’s body, and David loved the way the man’s eyes hungered for him.
He waited for his next instructions.
“Now take off your pants.” Travis humped against his own hand.
Grinning, David loved the way it felt to know he was making Travis crazy. It rather shocked him that he enjoyed being told what to do, controlled, even if it was just play. He’d never played with a lover before, never laughed as he had with Travis. What they shared was so special he didn’t ever want to let it go or screw it up.
David flicked open the button, then lowered the zipper. He flashed his underwear at Travis before turning around, denying Travis a view.
“Tease,” Travis called as he laughed and tossed a pillow at David.
David ducked. “You won’t get anything if you act like that.”
“Oh, won’t I?” Travis moved so fast, David barely had time to react. Travis came off the bed, tackled him around the waist, and pushed him to the floor.
Straddling David’s hips, Travis ran his hands over David’s belly, tickling him.
David burst out laughing as he tried to fight Travis off, but Travis just laughed and kept tickling him. David bucked and sent Travis over, then pounced on him, tickling until they were both rolling on the floor, tears leaking from their eyes.
In a move he didn’t think he had in him, David flipped the larger man over and straddled him, his hands wrapped around Travis’s wrists, pinning him. “Say uncle.”
“Never.” Travis laughed. “Cops never say uncle.”
David ground his cock against Travis. “Say uncle.”
Travis groaned.
“Say uncle.” David wiggled.
“That’s fighting dirty.”
“Didn’t they teach you that in cop school?”
“It’s the academy, not cop school,” Travis growled.
“Academy, then. Uncle?”
“Make me.” Travis’s eyes glittered up at David.
David’s blood pounded in his cock, beating so hard he could feel each pulse. Christ, Travis got him so hot. Made him want to do things he’d never done before, not with any of the lovers he’d had.
He let go of one of Travis’s wrists, licked his lips, and held up his hand. Travis watched without moving to gain ground. David reached into his pants, pushed down his briefs, and pulled out his cock.
“Uncle?” David stroked his prick once, then squeezed a drop of precum from its tip. It swelled, full and ripe, then dripped onto Travis’s belly.
“Oh, fucking goddamn,” Travis moaned. “Uncle. Uncle. Uncle.”
Head thrown back, David laughed.
Travis reached up, took David’s cock in his hand, rasped his thumb across the tip, and David jerked. Travis worked the thick bundle of flesh below the swollen head, and David arched into his hand.
“Uncle?” Travis whispered.
“Oh fuck, yeah. Uncle.”
David thrust forward into Travis’s tight grip as Travis jerked him off.
“Gonna come,” David mewled.
“Come on me. On my belly, baby. Mark me with your spunk.” Travis’s hand flew over David’s hot flesh, bringing him even closer to the edge.
David whimpered, leaned forward, and watched as Travis worked him. It was so fucking erotic to watch Travis’s large hand wrapped around his cock, to feel the scrape of his palm and the tightness of his grip, that David lost it.
His body shuddered, his hips thrust forward, and he shot his load, hot and ropey, over Travis’s hard, chiseled stomach. When the last tremor had rocked him, David fell forward, catching himself with his hands on Travis’s chest.
“Oh God, that was so good. So hot.” David stared down into Travis’s ice-blue eyes. It was a million miles down, and he didn’t care if he ever found his way back up.
Travis smiled. “I love you, David.”
“Love you.” David grinned.
“Bed?”
“Bed.”
David pushed off his lover and shucked out of his pants and briefs. Travis rose and stripped down, leaving his clothes draped over the chair.
“You’re a slob, David Delaney.” He picked up David’s pants and folded them.
David winked. “It’s my only fault. Promise.”
“Only fault? Just one?” Travis stepped up to David, took him by the hips, and pulled him close.
“Just one. So far.” David licked Travis’s cheek. “Now, if you’re finished with our clothes, the bed awaits.”
Travis’s eyelids shuttered as David walked him backward to the bed.
TRAVIS WANTED David with such a powerful hunger it took his breath away, brought him to his knees and made him weak. If this was love, then he’d never been in love before, not all the times he’d thought he was; it was all nothing before the magnitude of what he felt for David Delaney.
He’d never had such a good friend or found such a selfless, caring person who was willing to be there for him, support him, and accept him in all his strengths and weaknesses.
His legs hit the bed and he sat, pulling David onto his lap.
They wrapped their arms around each other, and Travis fell backward. Hands buried in hair, foreheads pressed together, mouths mere breaths from each other, they gazed into each other’s eyes.
“David, I want you. I need you.”
“I’m here for you, just like you’ve been here for me.” There was such love and caring in David’s eyes. Travis trembled as he rubbed his thumb over David’s brow, smoothing away the lines that creased it.
Then they kissed. Soft, gentle, loving.
“Take me,” David whispered.
Travis kissed him again. David rolled over and pulled open the drawer to his nightstand. He retrieved condoms and lube.
“Here, use these.” He gave them to Travis and then fell back on the bed. Travis knelt between his legs, his cock thick, stiff, and hard, pointing its way to David.
David spread his legs. His erect dick lay against his belly, dark red, velvet-skinned, plump-headed, a glorious and beautiful sight.
“Fuck. You are the most handsome man, David.” Travis sighed as he ran his hand over David’s thigh to touch his sac. It pulled tighter, and David arched off the bed, moaning.
“Travis, I need you,” David warned before he pumped his dick once, twice, his hips thrusting with each stroke.
Travis slipped on a condom, lubed it, and then squirted more lube onto his fingers. After sliding them along the stretch of tender skin between David’s balls and his hole, Travis oiled the tight rose and pushed his lube-loaded fingertip inside as David bucked.
“Oh yes.” David gasped as Travis breached him, sliding his finger deeper.
Tight and hot as hell, David contracted around Travis’s invading digit. Travis searched for that special spot, the one he knew would send David straight to heaven.
And found it.
David cried out, thrusting himself onto the finger, working himself off on it as Travis held it steady.
“Gonna come. Soon.”
Travis pulled out, positioned himself at David’s portal, and eased forward. David surged toward him, taking the head of Travis’s penis inside, past the tight ring of muscles that guarded his tunnel.
“Oh Christ, David,” Travis whispered, falling forward, holding himself over David. He pushed again, slid deeper, as David urged him on.
“Deeper.”
“Shit, you’re so fucking hot inside. So tight. God, I can’t move.” Travis held still as David’s channel held him in its snug grip.
“Fuck me.” David turned his head and bit Travis on the arm.
God, it was so hot, so demanding. David was so eager to be taken, if Travis didn’t move soon, he’d spill right now.
“David.” Travis stared into green depths. He pulled out and shafted in. David whimpered. Travis stroked again. Again. Hitting David’s gland, making David cry out, shudder beneath him, clutch onto Travis’s arms, arch his back, and take everything Travis had to give him.
Travis thought he’d go mad before he came. David’s body was his, and even more important, David’s heart was his. Knowing David loved him was all he needed to know.
David clung to him, meeting his thrust with his own thrust of hips, taking Travis so deep his balls slapped David’s ass and made such wonderful music.
His motions became frantic, his balls tightened, and the pressure built. Travis rode the wave, surfing it as it grew stronger and higher, until, at last, it broke and he came.
“Oh God!”
Both cocks pumped out their loads, as Travis filled the condom and David painted his own belly, until they were empty. Boneless. Floating on the aftermath of sharing their bodies in the ultimate act of love and friendship.
Travis eased out of David and lay on his side. David flung his arm over his face, gulping air.
“Are you all right?” Travis went up on his elbow and touched David’s arm.
“God.” David waved his hand weakly. “Fine.”
Travis fell back and laughed. “You scared me.”
“You killed me.” He groaned.
Heat burned Travis’s face as the thought he’d hurt David sank in. “Did I hurt you?” he whispered.
“No.” David shook his head.
“Then why won’t you look at me?” Travis frowned. He must have done something wrong.
David lowered his arm. “I didn’t want you to see,” he rasped.
Travis leaned over and looked down at David. “You’re crying. I did hurt you.”
“No, honey. I’m just… touched. So touched.” David bit his lip and blinked. Another tear spilled from the corner of his eye and trailed down his cheek, to get lost in the hair above his ear.
Travis kissed David’s eyes, tasting his tears, the salty evidence of what their coupling had meant to his lover.
“I love you,” David said and rolled onto his side, away from Travis.
Travis scooted up behind him, wrapped his arms around David, and pulled him close. David tugged the quilt over them, and they just lay there, fingers interlocked, bodies giving heat and comfort, heartbeats matched and steady.
Travis had never felt such completeness in his life.
The door burst open and David Delaney Sr. stood in the opening. “Davey! I heard noises. Are you—what the hell?”
Travis jumped and reached for his gun, but it was on the chair halfway across the room. David groaned and sat up. His father had walked in on them again.
“Shit, Dad. Get out!”
David’s father glared at them, then his eyes landed, at last, on Travis. Travis felt their heat, their burning hatred.
“Holy shit! Get out of my house! Faggots! I can’t believe you’d taint my home with your filth.” His father stood shaking in the doorway, his hand still on the doorknob.
“Fuck. How many times do I have to tell you, it’s my house? Mine! Now get out of my room.” David threw back the quilt, stood, and went to his clothing. He pulled on his jeans, zipped them up, and strode toward his father.
“Now, Dad. Out.” He took his father by the arm and led him away. They disappeared down the hall, and Travis could hear only their muffled voices.
He groaned and fell back on the bed. Then he got up, dressed, and slipped his holster back on.
David returned and leaned in the door. “Sorry about that.”
“It’s all right.” Travis shrugged. “Is he okay?”
“Well, as well as can be expected for someone who just found his grown son in bed with another man.” David gave a cynical laugh and rubbed the back of his neck.
“Right.” Travis grunted. “He probably hates me now.”
David shook his head. “He didn’t remember who you are. Chances are, next time he meets you, he won’t know you either.” His mouth twisted in a grimace.
“I’m so sorry, David.” Travis took David in his arms and hugged him as David rested his head on Travis’s shoulder.
“I wanted you to stay longer.”
“Better not. Walk me to the door.” Travis took David’s hand and pulled.
“You’re okay?”
“I’m fucking fantastic. I’ll let you in on a little secret.” Travis leaned close, his lips next to David’s ear.
“What?”
“I’m in love with my best friend, and the sex is unbelievable.” Travis kissed David’s cheek.
David blushed. “What a coincidence. Me too.”
“Lucky son of a bitch.” He grinned and gave David a playful punch on the arm.
“Lucky bastard.” David punched him back.
They’d reached the front door. Travis opened it and stepped out.
David caught his arm. “Good night. I had a great time.”
“Thank you, David. Good night.”
Travis surged forward, captured David’s mouth in a hard kiss, his tongue plundering his prize, then broke away.
He trotted down the steps to his car, got in, and waved good-bye to David.
David raised his hand, stepped inside, and closed the door.