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  wrenched from him, bowing his back as his thighs tensed and quivered. Cum hit his chest and stomach as Darren’s vision dimmed to a pinprick of light.

  “Knew you’d love that,” he heard Lee say smugly. Darren grunted then yelped when something cold and wet splattered onto his still tight sac. “Lube,” Lee informed him,

  “because I am going to fuck you until we’re both stupid from it.” Darren figured he had a head start there, because he was pretty sure the top of his head had blown off with the intensity of his orgasm. He flinched as Lee worked a finger into him, expecting pain.

  “Relax, you’ll love this as least as much as the rimming.” He had his doubts about that until Lee’s finger brushed over Darren’s prostate. Darren knew what it was, but after that one horrible experience he hadn’t had the nerve to try to find it himself. Now he wished he had. He could almost weep over losing two years’ worth of such pleasure.

  Lee rubbed that spot until Darren’s dick was fully erect then there was more pressure at Darren’s hole.

  “Look at that, two fingers inside you, stretching you, and you’re loving it, fucking yourself on them.”

  And it felt too good to be embarrassed about. Darren pushed and ground against Lee’s fingers, whining when they slipped from his body.

  Lee shushed him softly. “You want more. That pretty little asshole is pink and fluttering, begging to be filled.”

  “Lee…” Darren gasped as his ring was stretched wider. It didn’t hurt, exactly. Lee worked his fingers in deeper, bumping Darren’s gland then it didn’t even come close to being painful. Darren’s hips rocked of their own accord, his butt moving up and down. His dick pulsed and bobbed, slapping against his stomach beneath his naval. Those warning tingles that had failed to alert him last time began at the base of his spine, crawling up its length slowly at first before rocketing up only to come to a halt when Lee pulled his fingers free.

  “What… Why…” Darren wished he cursed, because he had been so very close to coming and why had Lee stopped?

  As if he knew what Darren was thinking Lee laughed and gently slapped the inside of Darren’s thigh. “I need to fuck you, and you’re definitely ready.” AFTERMATH

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  “Oh.” Well, that was all right then. Darren watched as Lee picked up the foil package and tore it open. He rolled the condom down his big cock then grabbed the lube and opened it.

  “Always use lots of lube. Better too much than not enough,” Lee advised.

  Darren figured that was only one of the reasons he and Cody had hurt each other. They hadn’t done more than stick a finger in each other before squirting a dollop of lube onto their dicks. Darren had felt like he was being scraped raw with a sandpaper-covered pipe. It had sucked.

  “Roll over, it’ll be easier for you. Knees on the floor and spread them wide.”

  “Okay,” Darren stuttered, telling himself it was pretty stupid to feel self-conscious now.

  Lee had stuck his tongue and fingers in him, had already seen how wanton Darren could be.

  He rolled over and slid down until he was kneeling on the floor, his chest on the mattress and his butt tilted up.

  “Wider,” Lee said, his voice low and rough in contrast to the way he was softly stroking Darren’s hip. “Beautiful.”

  Darren wasn’t sure what the best position for his hands or arms was so he settled for stretching them out and grabbing handfuls of the sheets. He closed his eyes and shivered when he heard then felt Lee kneeling behind him. He flinched when his butt was caressed, expecting to feel a violent plunge into his body despite Lee’s assurances otherwise.

  “I haven’t hurt you yet, and I won’t. Trust me, at least with this if you can.”

  “I do.” He didn’t even have to think about it. Darren took a deep breath and relaxed his body. Lee ran his hands from Darren’s shoulders to his thighs then Darren’s balls were cupped and rolled.

  “These fit my palm perfectly.” Lee tugged and Darren moaned. “And I can’t wait to feel this,”—he grasped Darren’s cock, squeezed it—“buried in my ass. You have a very nice dick, long and thick, and this vein here, the one I traced with my tongue when I sucked you off, mmm.”

  Darren struggled to return the praise that had him flying but something blunt and hard slid between his cheeks, bumping at his hole. Lee’s cock, and it’s—” Oh,” Darren sighed as Lee began pressing in, the fat crown stretching Darren’s pucker. Lee released Darren’s shaft and grabbed his butt cheeks, spreading them open. “That’s so good!” AFTERMATH

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  “It gets better.” Lee’s voice sounded strained as he slowly pushed his cock in, filling Darren in a stroke so perfect he couldn’t imagine it getting better. “God, you’re so tight, you don’t know…how good this feels, the way your ass clenches around my dick, those soft, warm muscles rippling, pulling me in deeper.”

  Maybe he didn’t know how it felt to Lee, but Darren was pretty near the stupid stage Lee had promised to screw them both into. Lee slid his cock in another inch then his thighs pressed against the backs of Darren’s.

  Then Darren understood exactly what Lee meant about it getting better. Lee swivelled his hips, the base of his cock stretching Darren’s hole while the glans rubbed over Darren’s gland. Electric sparks spread out with each touch, zinging throughout Darren until he thought he’d scream from the sheer pleasure filling him.

  Lee began thrusting, long slow strokes that speared Darren so deep he thought he should be able to taste Lee. “Feel good?”

  Darren tried twice before he managed to answer. “Yeah, please don’t stop.”

  “Not planning on it,” Lee rasped. “But I am fixing to take this up a notch.” Darren was going to tell him that might just cause everything in his body to short out but Lee began pumping his dick into Darren harder, deeper than before. “Ahh,” was all Darren could get out as he clutched at the sheets, trying to brace himself somehow so he could push back. Darren gave up and moaned when Lee’s balls slapped against his, the sound and sensation stealing his breath.

  Lee was panting loudly, his hips slamming against Darren’s butt. He tipped his hips up and saw stars as Lee’s dick once again rubbed Darren’s prostate, albeit this time with more force. Darren’s butt was caressed, his lower back, then all the way to below his shoulders.

  Lee shifted behind him then Lee was surrounding him, pressing his chest to Darren’s back.

  Darren yelped when Lee shoved his hands under Darren and plucked and pinched his nipples.

  “Again.” Darren found his voice long enough to voice the command. Lee’s answer was to twist and pull at the hard nubs Darren had ignored except when getting cleaned up. They sure hadn’t seemed like an erogenous spot then, so maybe it was just Lee.

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  them. He’d examine that thought later when Lee wasn’t ploughing into him so thoroughly, so exquisitely.

  Darren sank into the pleasure, moaning and whimpering as Lee sucked up marks on the back of his neck and his shoulders. His nipples were tormented deliciously as Lee plunged his dick into Darren over and over, battering Darren’s gland. Darren tried to slip a hand under himself to jerk his own dripping cock but Lee snarled and sat up, pulling Darren with him.

  “I told you, mine.” Lee emphasised his claim by pinching Darren’s nipples, adding a twist to make the swollen nubs burn, the pain nothing compared to how good it felt. “Mine,” Lee said again as he fisted Darren’s cock. He dipped the tip of his thumbnail in Darren’s slit and Darren howled his approval, bucking his hips and begging for more. Lee brought his other hand down to cup Darren’s balls, pushing them up against Darren’s body.

  “Yeah, baby, look at you, listen to those sexy as fuck sounds you make.” Lee pushed his thumbnail in again and squeezed Darren’s balls. Darren lost it, screaming as cum blasted from his cock. He vaguely heard Lee cursing as Darren’s head swam with the force of his climax. Lee kept pumping into him, groaning so much it became one long continual sound to Darren.

  Lee shoved him forward, bending him over the bed. Darren was too boneless to do anything other than kneel there as Lee shoved his dick into him roughly, his rhythm gone as he sought his release. His hands spread Darren’s cheeks open again and Lee drove in deep.

  Darren jolted and keened at the contact to his gland as Lee bellowed, his cock pulsing inside Darren so strongly he could feel each shot of spunk that jetted out. Lee collapsed on top of him, placing wet sloppy kisses on Darren’s neck and cheek that made Darren’s heart flutter.

  Lee roused after a while and nipped Darren’s shoulder. “Up, come on, get in bed.” Darren tried but he was already half asleep. He got one leg up on the bed before letting sleep pull him under completely.

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  Chapter Seven

  Lee rolled over and pried his eyes open, smiling when he saw Darren lying on his side, his head propped up on his hand. Darren’s eyes were still sleep-heavy, the lids drooping until they were almost shut before Darren managed to snap them back open. Darren’s stomach growled and Lee had to bite his cheek to keep from laughing when Darren blushed and tried to scramble away.

  “Oh, no you don’t,” Lee said as he hooked an arm around Darren’s waist and hauled him close enough to steal a kiss. “Running just makes me chase you. I found you finally, don’t think I’m going to let you escape.” Not any time soon, at any rate. Darren was just too enjoyable to use once or twice then dismiss. Lee wasn’t sure what his intentions were towards Darren but he wanted to explore this attraction between them more thoroughly.

  Darren winked at him. “What if I like you to chase me?” Lee’s brows had to have been near to the top of his head. This was a side of Darren Lee hadn’t expected to see, comfortable enough to tease. He liked it, just as he did everything else he’d learned so far about Darren. “Well, then, I guess you’ll have to make sure I can catch you, and I will definitely have to make sure you want to be caught.” He leered and thrust his groin against Darren’s. “But maybe we should go find something to eat first so we both have the energy for it.”

  Darren sighed and looked around the room. “What time is it anyway?”

  “Seven, not late at all, why?”

  “I have to get home and take care of the chickens. Old Red is going to be a nasty twit since I didn’t feed him on time.” Darren started to get up again and this time Lee let him. He crossed his arms over his chest and tried not to glower as Darren began getting dressed.

  “You don’t even have time to eat?” Lee sat up as something occurred to him. “How are you getting home?”

  “Laine and Severo said they’d pick me up and take me home.” Darren bent to pull his underwear on and Lee caught a glimpse of pink puffy skin nestled between Darren’s ass cheeks.

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  “Is there some reason you don’t want me to take you home?” Lee was going to, if Darren insisted on leaving.

  Darren turned and frowned as he looked at Lee. “No, but I didn’t want to presume anything since, you know, I know this is just a one-night-stand-type deal.” That wasn’t exactly what Lee had said. Apparently those two words—“for now”—were going to be used against him and it was his own damned fault. Lee stood and stalked over to Darren. “I did not say any such thing. I said you were mine ‘for now’ which doesn’t mean just for tonight or whatever temporary description you want to put on it. I mean, really, Darren, what was I supposed to say? We weren’t close when you lived in Jackson, and I just found you again today. Thirty minutes after that I’m swallowing your cum as you moan and shudder under my hands. Doesn’t that seem a little too quick to commit to a long-term relationship?”

  “Yes. I’m sorry for being an idiot. I just…I don’t know how to have a relationship or a…whatever this is.” Darren frowned and shook his head. “If it’s not a relationship, but it’s not a one or two-night-stand, what is it? Or is a term necessary?” Darren seemed so puzzled Lee had to touch him. He put his arms around Darren and pressed a kissed to his parted lips. “If you have to have a term, we’re dating, taking our time and seeing where this goes, sound okay to you?”

  “Yeah,” Darren said a little breathlessly, his eyes gleaming as he nodded and held onto Lee. “Yeah, I think that’d be good.”

  Lee studied Darren until he was sure it was good with him then kissed Darren again just because he wanted to. “Okay, then. I’ll take you home tonight or in the morning—” Darren went stiff in Lee’s arms, gasping as his eyes widened, fear blowing the pupils wide. Lee felt a blast of cold air, too frigid to be natural, sinking into his back. He let go of Darren and spun around, jaw dropping open as the sheets spun around in the air, a good three feet above the bed.

  “What the fuck!” Lee reached behind him and pushed Darren back. “Someone is messing with us. Stay there.” He stormed over to the bed and stuck his hand in the space between the bed and the sheets. Nothing but air, very cold air. “What kind of trick is this?” Lee wasn’t scared yet, but he was getting there. He climbed onto the bed and waved his arms above the sheets. Again, cold air and nothing else. The rational part of his mind said, Duh! If AFTERMATH

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  there’d been strings attached to those sheets I’d have noticed it before now! The irrational part, which hardly ever got a say, pointed out, then there’s no rational explanation for this!

  Lee grabbed the sheets. They stopped spinning, hanging still and just plain wrong in the air. Lee pulled. A corner of one sheet slithered out like a snake and tapped his cheek.

  Now Lee was scared. He stumbled off the bed and landed on his ass, never looking away from those sheets.

  The corner that had touched him shot up in the air then dove down at him. Lee scrambled backwards, his heart clamouring in his chest. One sheet shot past him. He heard Darren yell then Lee found himself fighting off over six-feet of material. Of all the training he had in the military, all the methods of fighting he’d learned, none of it was any help against a sheet.

  Lee’s arms were bound to his sides as the thing wound around him. He struggled and cursed then was lifted to his feet and Lee knew he’d either completely lost his mind or…or something. If he was lucky then this was all a dream. The edge of the sheet peeled back then unwound with a quickness that left Lee spinning like a top. He flailed his arms as everything sped by in a blur, then he was stopped suddenly by some invisible force.

  “Christ,” Lee gasped, blinking rapidly as everything else still seemed to be spinning, then he saw Darren standing in front of him. Bound by the fitted sheet, eyes wide with terror, and unable to scream because a portion of the material was wedged into Darren’s mouth.

  Lee hadn’t been so scared before in his life. He yelled as he grabbed the sheet and pulled. The material didn’t budge for a second then Lee was tumbling back onto his ass as the sheet came off Darren in a flash. Lee tossed it aside and pushed himself up, reaching for Darren immediately.

  Darren began to shake, his body jerking with the violent waves rolling through him.

  Lee enfolded Darren in his arms and peppered kisses over whatever part of Darren’s face he could reach.

  When Darren’s teeth stopped chattering Lee was almost recovered as well. He didn’t know what had just happened, or why or how, but he knew he was getting Darren and himself out of this motel immediately.

  “Can you finish getting dressed?”

  Darren blinked at him. The high-pitched laugh Darren let loose sounded off, tinged with a hysterical note. “Y-you’re still naked.”

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  Lee nodded, keeping the fact that he hadn’t even thought of that to himself. Darren was on edge, it wouldn’t do to spook him any more, and Lee was barely keeping himself from freaking out, only the knowledge that Darren needed him giving him the strength not to run from the room butt naked and screaming.

  “I’ll be dressed and packed in two minutes, then we’re out of here.” Darren’s nod was more of a twitch, Lee thought, but he released Darren and stepped back. “You’re okay. Whatever that shit was, we’re both okay.”

  “Yeah.” Darren shuddered then resumed dressing, not looking at Lee. “You can stay with me if you want, unless you’re going to leave after this.” Lee paused in mid stride and turned back to Darren. “I’m not leaving yet, and I would like to stay with you.”

  Darren flicked a glance at him that made Lee’s heart lurch. “Good, that’s good.” That decided, they each returned to their tasks and in under two minutes Lee and Darren were out the door.

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  Red was in a mood when they pulled up in Lee’s Camaro. The rooster made getting to the house a challenge, chasing after them and nearly catching them as Darren and Lee ran up the porch steps.

  “Christ,” Lee panted, “between that damned rooster and the sheets, we’re lucky we haven’t been hurt.”

  Darren snorted as he unlocked the door and turned the knob. “Yeah, we’re physically unhurt. Mentally I know I may be scarred for life.”

  “You and me both,” Lee muttered. “I want to know what the hell happened back there, but maybe if we get a good night’s sleep we’ll be able to think a little more clearly about it.