Gene’s lips opened and he licked at Billy’s lips. Billy’s mouth opened for him and his tongue swept in, dancing and sliding along with his.
His arms slid around Gene’s waist and pulled him closer so their chests pressed together.
Gene pulled his mouth away for just a moment so he could whisper into Billy’s mouth, “You’re so sexy,Billy, straddling this bike with your hand on your dick.”
His eyes widened and Gene nipped at his bottom lip. “God, you look so innocent, so sweet. And so fucking hot! I just have to make you mine,” he growled against Billy’s mouth, just before he slid his hands up into his hair and started placing hot, wet kisses along his jaw and down his neck.
Billy shivered and leaned in closer. “Y-you w-want to…make me…yours,” he stammered, overcome with lust and longing and shock.
Gene pulled back and moved his lips to Billy’s ear, sucking the lobe and sending tremors through his body. “You and I? We were meant to find each other. Let me show you, baby.” He pulled back and cupped Billy’s face in both of his hands.
Billy’s eyes shone, his heart thundering in his chest. God, he wanted to be with Gene. What would it feel like to be loved fiercely and unconditionally by Gene? He closed his eyes and licked his lips. Maybe his sister was right—now was the time to change things up. Okay, yeah, she said go to California,but wasn’t opening up his heart and letting someone in just as courageous?
“Billy?” Gene whispered, his breath ghosting across his face.
He looked up at this man and felt his heart jump. His arms reached up and snaked around Gene’s neck, pulling him closer. “Show me,” Billy whispered against his lips.
Gene’s lips came crashing down on Billy’s, quickly taking control and pressing his body against his again. He pulled away, only to yank the tight white T-shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor.
Billy gasped at the sight of his naked chest. A light layer of soft, black hair covered his large, muscular pecs and pink nipples, swirling into the center and merging into a dark treasure trail down his stomach, dipping into his jeans. He couldn’t help himself—he reached for Gene’s fly and slid thebuttons through the holes, slowly, one at a time. Gene hissed when he reached in and wrapped his fingersaround his hard cock.
Oh, God, it felt so perfect in his hand.
“Not yet.” Gene pulled away.
Billy started to say something, but Gene put his finger over Billy’s lips. “Not yet,” he repeated, before he turned around and walked to the other side of the garage.
Billy sagged down on the motorcycle, his heart thundering as he watched Gene.
Perry Como’s “Juke Box Baby” began to fill the room and Gene smiled at him as he made his way back to Billy.
“Thought we could use a little music, baby,” Gene whispered as he enveloped Billy in his arms.
Billy could only nod as his cock swelled again at his touch. Gene stepped back a little and slid his jeans down, kicking them off to the side, until he was standing in his underwear. Billy blushed at the large bulge in the front.
Gene began to pull his underwear down, watching Billy watch him. When the waistband slid down, his hard dick sprang forward and up and slapped against his chiseled belly. Billy swallowed hard. His eyes grew wide and his dick twitched.
“Billy,” Gene whispered, “we won’t do anything you don’t want to do.” He smiled a little. “Despite what you said about being bent over the motorcycle.”
Billy blushed again. “I can’t believe I said that out loud!” He laughed nervously.
Gene came closer and pulled him to a standing position before his fingers made quick work of his fly, letting the chinos drop to the floor. He reached back to pull Billy’s underwear down, but Billy pushed him back. “Let me,” he whispered.
Gene stepped back, watching him intently. Undressing in front of him made Billy feel sexy and he relished the feeling. He watched Gene’s eyes on his body, sweeping over Billy’s erection and licking his lips. Once he kicked his underwear to the side, Gene rushed back in, lifting him from the ground and settling him on the leather seat.
Their kisses grew demanding. Need bloomed in his chest and Billy moaned into Gene’s mouth. “Please,”he begged, not even knowing what he was asking for. He was just so full of need for…for Gene, for his touch, his love. “Please,” he begged again as his hips thrust against Gene.
Their cocks brushed against each other and a million explosions lit up his body. “Fuck,” he hissed.