Reece looked into his dark eyes. He had long, thick lashes that were spiked into tiny triangles by the water, and despite the brightness of the day, his pupils were large and deep.
“That’s okay, I was just thinking how nice this is. In here.”
“That’s what I was thinking too.”
Cade pressed on Reece’s shoulder and turned him a little, so that he faced the diving board.
“Do you like to dive?” Cade asked.
“Yeah, it’s fun.”
Cade smiled. “Do you like to kiss blokes you’ve only just met?”
“I think we’ve officially known each other for nearly ten minutes. Not exactly strangers anymore.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
Reece studied Cade’s mouth. He adored the way the skin above his top lip was coated in stubble and how that dark hair slipped round to his chin and jaw and became denser in his dimples. He had a very kissable mouth, soft lips and the lower one a little plumper than the top. He was movie-star handsome, in a macho-rough-around-the-edges way.
Cade leaned forward and as he did so, Reece parted his lips and fluttered his eyes shut.
The kiss was gentle and sweet and the way Cade was holding the side of his face, a possessive, adoring gesture, had Reece’s knees going a little weak. He was glad of the water supporting him as he slid his arms around Cade’s waist.
“Mmm, you taste sweet,” Cade murmured onto his lips.
“And you feel sweet,” Reece said, slipping his hands to Cade’s buttocks and giving the right one a squeeze.
If Cade could be forward, and just say and do what he wanted, then he could play that game too. And damn if he wasn’t more than ready for his sexual dry spell to come to an end, and what better way than in a millionaire’s mansion with a seriously sexy guy?
“Oh, cheeky,” Cade said, pressing his lips to Reece’s again. He drew him closer and as his tongue snuck into Reece’s mouth, their stiff cocks came into alignment.
Reece let out a small groan. The feel of their shafts rubbing together in the water, heat and cool, slippery and stiff, was the stuff of dreams. He wound his arms firmer around Cade and deepened the kiss. His heart rate cranked up a few notches and a tightening in his lower abdomen increased the rush of blood to his cock.
Cade felt amazing in his arms—all burly brawn and powerful muscles. There wasn’t much difference in their height but there was probably a few pounds difference in their weight. Not that Reece minded, he’d always preferred being on the lean side, and he liked getting down and dirty with big brutes who could pin him to the bed and go for it all night.
“Fuck, you’re getting me so riled up for it,” Cade said, pulling back a bit.
“Good,” Reece smiled. “’Cause I sure as hell am up for it.”
“I can tell.”
They kissed again, smoothing their hands all over each other’s bodies and rutting their cocks together.
Reece felt his arsehole quiver and clench. From what he could feel, Cade was big and his shaft a healthy girth. It would be amazing to have that cock fucking him, easing into his hole then pounding to the root.
He whimpered at the thought. The erotic image and the anticipation was almost too much.
“What are you thinking about?” Cade asked, sliding his hand down the column of Reece’s throat and below the surface of the water. He latched his thumb and index finger over Reece’s right nipple and squeezed.
“You,” Reece said, enjoying the tight sensation which seemed to head straight to his cock.
“What about me?”
“Fucking.”
“Me fucking you or you fucking me?” He tugged Reece’s nipple a bit more, elongating it.
Reece groaned. “You fucking me.”
“Where?”
“Anywhere, on that lounger, here in the pool, over the table up there, where our cans of cola are.”
“You are imaginative.” He switched nipples.
Reece groaned, loving the slice of sharp pain. “So where do you want to do it?” He set his gaze steady on Cade. “And I guess we
are
going to do it.”
Cade chuckled. “Oh yeah, we are indeed.”
“So where?”
Cade jerked his head behind himself. “Over there.”
Reece looked over his shoulder. “In the hot tub?”
“Oh yeah, let’s just say it’s a fantasy of mine to have a pretty boy bent over in there, taking my big dick up his arse.”
Chapter Three
Suddenly Cade released Reece’s nipple and stepped back through the water. “Let’s get to it.”
Reece followed. “I’m glad to be your fantasy boy but I’m not sure I’m happy about the pretty.”
Cade placed his hands on the edge of the pool and hoisted himself out, giving Reece a wonderful view of his arse before he twisted to the right and sat, legs dangling into the pool, cock jutting up.
“Not pretty! Jesus, have you looked in the mirror?
“Well…yes. I—”
“You have hair the color of the sun.” Cade signaled upwards. “Eyes as blue as this pool.” He indicated the water. “And lips as soft as any girls’, not that I’ve kissed many, but I’ve had a few.” He grinned. “You, Reece, are pretty—pretty enough to be a movie star, pretty enough to be a pin-up or in a boy band.”
“I really don’t think so—”
“Shh…” Cade put his index fingers over his lips. “I’m giving you a compliment and being unusually poetic. Go with it.” He stood and placed his hands on his hips. His cock, dark and swollen, jabbed upwards, reaching to just below his navel.
Reece decided to let the pretty slip. He knew he was a decent looking bloke—hardly someone who’d fallen out of the ugly tree—but he wasn’t used to being told it. It was a new experience. But right now Cade could call him whatever the hell he wanted because Reece needed that cock in him as soon as possible. In his hand, in his mouth or in his arse—whatever worked for Cade would be good for him.
“You getting out?” Cade asked.
“Yeah. Hang on,” Reece said, elevating himself from the water. It sluiced down his body as his feet banged on the paving slabs surrounding the pool.
Cade made no move toward the hot tub. Instead, he glanced at the diving board and crooked his finger at Reece. “Come here.”
Reece did as instructed. His erection was weighty now that he was out of the water and his wet balls hung down against the top of his legs.
“You know what would make this fantasy perfect?” Cade said, wrapping his hand around his own shaft.
“Tell me.”
“A blow job, right here in the garden. I’d remember it always, every time I’m mowing the lawn, pruning the shrubs or watering the flowers. I’d always look at this spot, right here, and think of you, with that beautiful mouth of yours around my dick.”
Reece’s breathing increased and saliva pooled on his tongue. The thought of sucking Cade off here, in the open air, where anyone could just wander in, was as terrifying to him as it was making him horny. He glanced behind himself at the house.
“You worry too much. I promise, we have the place to ourselves.”
“Are you sure?”
“As sure as I know I’m going to fuck your arse right after I’ve fucked your mouth.” He stepped up to Reece, placed his hands on his shoulders and exerted gentle but firm pressure.
Reece submitted to being forced to his knees. He folded them beneath himself and was glad that he was on grass and not the slabs.
Cade’s glorious cock was only inches from his mouth. He was holding it, sliding his palm up and down the shaft, shifting the skin a little and letting the domed glans peek out on each movement.
Reece licked his lips.
Cade gave a small laugh. “Oh, boy, you’re hungry for it.”
“Yes.” Reece reached out and slid his finger through the deep slit. “I am.”
“Fuck, yeah, touch me,” Cade said, releasing his cock and putting his hands on his hips. He arched his back and thrust his pelvis forward, the tip of his cock butting up against Reece’s lips.
Reece opened his mouth and took as much in as he could on a fast, hot glide. The taste of Cade was wonderful—beneath the swimming pool freshness was a dark, sultry flavor that screamed raw masculinity.
Cade moaned, a long, drawn-out sound that grated up from his chest. “Ah yeah, like that, like that.”
Reece grabbed Cade’s hip and held him tight.
Cade put his hand over Reece’s and shifted it up to his chest so his palm was flat over his right pectoral. “Yeah, suck me off, suck me deep,” he moaned.
Reece did just that, bobbing down and up, stuffing his mouth full of dick each time he did so. He created suction at the back of his throat, tugging the delicate end of Cade’s foreskin whenever he got the chance.
“Oh, Jesus, yeah…” Cade moaned.
Reece had his eyes tight shut, lost in the moment. Cade’s scent and taste was filling his senses. The veined ripples on his cock had his tongue busily reading them, an erotic map.
“Keep going. You’re the best,” Cade said, sliding his fingers into Reece’s hair and bunching them so that he tugged on his scalp.
Reece moaned around the dick in his mouth. He adored a bit of hair pulling. It pushed his buttons, shot desire to his cock and made his arse clench with the thrill of it.
Saliva collected in his cheeks, soaking Cade’s cock and dribbling down from Reece’s lips to his chin. He didn’t care. On and on, he took Cade in and out.
He dragged his teeth on Cade’s shaft, knowing it would be a dangerous and desperate sensation, especially as they hardly knew each other.
“Oh, man, what the fuck are you doing to me?” Cade muttered. He shifted his hips away then forged his cock even harder at Reece.
Reece took it all. He could beat down his gag reflex when he needed to. Blow jobs were a specialty and taking it deep, low down in his throat, was something he loved. He got off on giving that feeling to another man, reveled in the carnal moans the act never failed to elicit.
“Ahh…ahh…yeah…” Cade groaned. “Fuck, that’s something else, you hot piece of arse, you.”
Reece gave a hint of a smile around Cade’s cock. He looked up, his eyeballs straining to do so.
Cade was staring down at him. His jaw was slack and the sun shone brightly off his damp skin. His cheeks were a little red and droplets of water sat in his chest hair.
Reece had never seen such a beautiful vision. Cocky, gorgeous Cade was putty in his fingers, or rather, putty in his mouth.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” Cade muttered. “Seeing you like that, with your pretty face flushed and my big cock stretching your lips wide. Fuck, I could come from just seeing you.”
Reece withdrew and caught Cade’s shaft in his hand. “So come.” He grinned.
Cade glanced at the house then at the pool, the diving board end. “Fuck, I might just have to.” A tremble shivered over his belly.
Reece took him back into his mouth. This time he cupped Cade’s balls and rolled them around in his palm like marbles in a sack. He let his fingers sneak backwards, teasingly, toward Cade’s anus.
Cade moaned long and low—the sound spreading over the lawn and mixing with the noise of a blackbird who’d struck up song in a nearby tree.
The pace was frantic now—Cade clutching Reece’s head and thrusting his hips back and forth.
Reece opened wide. He was being mouth-fucked and he was grunting, sucking and tasting pre-cum. Damn, he wanted Cade to spill his spunk onto his tongue so he could sample his thick flavor. He hoped he’d climax soon.
“I’m fucking coming,” Cade shouted.
The blackbird startled and skimmed past them, whistling its alarm call.
Reece upped the speed, squeezed Cade’s balls and created a strong suction.
“Oh, man, yeah…” Cade said, withdrawing and fisting his cock. He wanked furiously, took a step back then released his pleasure onto Reece’s chest.
Reece watched fascinated as Cade’s slit pulsated—each time it widened a fresh lot of cum shot from it, splattering onto his flesh. His heart was thudding, his mouth felt empty now that Cade had pulled out, but he was enjoying the show, enjoying seeing Cade so lost in the act of coming all over him.
“More,” Reece gasped. “Give me it all.”
“I am. Fuck, I am,” Cade cried, turning to the right and letting one thick rope of cum splatter to the lawn. “Ah, yeah, that’s it. That’s it…” His knees buckled a little.
Reece jumped to his feet and gathered Cade close. The tough smart-arse had gone and Cade collapsed against Reece, winding his arms around him and nestling his face in Reece’s neck.
“Fuck, that’s intense,” Cade gasped. “You give fucking amazing head.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“More than think so… You just about finished me off.” A full-body tremble attacked him.
Reece rubbed his palms up then down Cade’s hot back. A light sheen of sweat was mixed in with the dampness from the pool. His flesh was hot and smooth and the taut muscles beneath were tense. “I enjoyed making you come. It’s been a while since I’ve given head to someone so sensitive.”
“Wouldn’t anyone be sensitive with another bloke tugging on their dick with the back of their throat?”
“I thought you’d come
down
my throat,” Reece said, pushing Cade’s hair from his temple and kissing him there.
“I didn’t feel we knew each other well enough for that,” Cade said, snuggling closer and his lips moving against Reece’s neck as he spoke.
“That was very polite of you,” Reece said, “but believe me, I can take whatever you want to throw at me.”
Cade pulled back, appearing to regain some of his strength. “Do you really think so?”
Reece smiled a slow, confident grin that stretched his cheeks. “Oh, yeah, bring it on.” He was buzzing for it. Ready to fucking go, no holds-barred and the hot, edgy man standing in front of him was the object of his desires.
“You be careful,” Cade said, tugging on his bottom lip. “I might just do that.” He took Reece’s hand and led him to the hot tub. “Here.” He tossed a towel at Cade.
“What’s that for?”
“Wipe my jizz from your chest. I have to clean this tub.”
Reece did so then shoved the towel in what looked like a laundry box, hoping it would end up in the wash if he did that.
He watched as Cade climbed into the water, flashing his arse cheeks as he went.