Devlin and Garrick by Cameron Dane (short story to read txt) 📕

shower and get ready to go. I’m all for doubling up and conserving water.” He dipped down and skimmed his lips across Devlin’s as he fumbled out of his flannel shirt. “How about you?”

Devlin helped Gradyn work his shirtsleeves over his wrists and then went for the man’s belt. “Where are you taking me, Denny?” Between kisses, Devlin let the belt fall to the floor, and they stumbled into the bathroom together.

“You’ll find out,” Gradyn murmured, arousing Devlin with the rich texture of his voice. “I did a little asking around while I was out today and think I heard about some interesting places. They’re not fancy,” he held Devlin’s stare with the heat in his, “but I think you’re a guy who would be cool with that.”

“You do, huh?”

“Oh yeah.” Gradyn kept his hand tangled in Devlin’s hair; he tugged and tilted Devlin’s head back, holding him in place. “Just like I think you’d do really well as a firefighter. You’re strong and have good stamina and you’re smart. And goddamn it,” he whistled low as he openly took his visual fill, “you’d be amazing in the gear.”

Devlin’s insides hummed with Gradyn’s words, making him feel as fucking giddy as a kid being chosen first for the kickball team in school. He hooked his fingers in Gradyn’s open jeans and tugged him closer. “Would you like to fuck a firefighter?” With that question, he shoved Gradyn’s jeans and underwear down to his knees, revealing his thick, semi-erect cock.

Gradyn sucked on his lower lip as he looked Devlin up and down, and then glanced down as his prick grew some more. “If it was you,” he licked over Devlin’s jaw and cheek to whisper in his ear, “hell yeah, beautiful.”

The man stuck his tongue in Devlin’s ear, and Devlin gasped and sank his fingers into Gradyn’s hips in reaction. “How about a bookstore clerk?” Devlin asked. Excitement and new power stripped his voice to raspy. “Would you press your face into the shower tiles and let a man who can show you where to find The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Men fuck you under the warm spray of a shower?”

A shudder resonated within Gradyn. “I’m hard for him already.” He grabbed Devlin’s hand, worked it in a snug squeeze down the rigid length of his cock, and scraped his teeth over the sensitive skin of Devlin’s temple to his hairline. “Grab a condom and show me what you’ve got.”

Thank you, God, for making me walk into that techno club.

Devlin spun Gradyn into the wall and covered him from behind. He leaned in and inhaled the natural musk that clung to this man’s flesh, and his own prick shot to full attention. Smiling against Gradyn’s shoulder, Devlin reached back blindly and snagged his shaving kit off the counter.

He forced the black case into Gradyn’s palm so he could shove his jeans down his legs. “Find what we need.” Aroused as hell already, Devlin rocked his erection slowly back and forth between the hills of Gradyn’s ass.

“Mmm... Yeah.” Sounding breathless, his cheek plastered to the wall, Gradyn fumbled with the small leather bag. “Here.” He pushed a travel tube of lube and a condom into Devlin’s hand. “Hurry.”

Using his teeth, Devlin pried open the plastic cap. “Maybe we won’t make it into the shower quite yet after all.”

Gradyn’s chuckle turned into a low, stunningly arousing moan as Devlin cupped the man’s balls, rubbed slick lube into the crease of his fine ass, and fingered his hole...

*

...The blast of a horn jerked Devlin back into his car in his apartment building’s parking lot. He darted his attention all around, didn’t see anyone, and belatedly realized he had his hands wrapped around the center of his steering wheel and that he was the one honking a horn.

Good God. Devlin rolled his eyes at his own sappy mentality as he climbed out of his car and pocketed his keys. You never could stop thinking about that weekend, even when you didn’t have the very man in your hometown.

That had been one amazing Saturday. After taking Gradyn--Garrick--against the bathroom wall, to the most incredible cries urging him on, Devlin did finally drag Gradyn into the shower and clean him up. Afterward, Devlin remembered Garrick standing behind him in front of the bathroom mirror and knotting his tie from over Devlin’s shoulders, and then Devlin turning around and tying Garrick’s for him. Devlin had been right. The man had looked stunning in his new-used suit.

Garrick had treated Devlin to an afternoon at a little museum that showcased cartoon art. Then he’d taken Devlin to a park to enjoy a free outdoor concert. They didn’t have a blanket to sit on the ground and there wasn’t an empty square of bench in sight, but it didn’t matter. They just wandered along the paths listening to the music rather than watching the musicians play. Finally, they caught another cable car to an awesome family-style restaurant. They had to wait close to an hour to get a table, and not a single other person in the place was dressed up like Devlin and Garrick were, but it didn’t matter because the food was beyond delicious and the people were friendly and Devlin got to sit across from Garrick and just bask in his company and enjoy the atmosphere.

Then it was back to the motel. Into their cocoon again. They’d stripped down to just their underwear, crawled into bed, and watched some horrible comedy movie. They laughed at every lame joke and then got quiet and held hands when the guy, of course, got the girl in the end. Without a word, Garrick had turned off the TV and fucked Devlin with a slow, raw intensity that had felt dangerously close to what Devlin imagined making love must feel like. Gradyn had stayed inside Devlin for a long time afterward, and had even made Devlin come a second time without either of them ever moving. When they finally did