Kick at the Darkness (15 page)

“She’s my best friend. Of course I love her.”

“But you said she was
your girlfriend
.”

Adam shook his head firmly. “I never said that. You might have heard that, but I didn’t say it.” His brows drew together and he was quiet a moment. “I think you said girlfriend, and it didn’t seem important at the time to correct you.”

“So you’ve been gay or bi this whole time?”

A smile tugged at Adam’s mouth. “Yes. Gay, for the record.”

Parker found himself smiling back. “And you wanted to kiss me.”

“I did.” Adam leaned closer, but he still kept his hands at his sides.

“Since when?”

“Since about the time you put that ridiculous hat on me in the store to make the girls laugh.”

Parker could swear he actually felt his heart swell, which was so corny and dumb, but he
felt
it
. He wanted to throw Adam down and climb on top of him and kiss him until tomorrow. He played back what had happened in the bathroom earlier like a movie in his mind. “In the shower…”

“I wanted to touch you. You said no.”

Duh
. “I thought you were just being nice. Returning the favor and all that, even though most straight guys don’t. Should have been my first clue, I guess. Wow, my gaydar needs a tune-up.”

Adam smiled softly. “Guess so. I thought you were, but I wasn’t sure. Everything’s been so upside down.”

“Do you still want to touch me?” Parker blurted.
In for a penny
. “Because I really want to touch you.”

He could have sworn Adam’s eyes flashed pure gold just for a moment before he hauled Parker off the bed and onto his lap to straddle his thighs. Adam licked his lips, and Parker lunged for them. Mouths open now, they kissed and licked and sucked, tongues tangling, and Parker’s whole body flared to life,
want
burning through him.

This was
real
kissing, and he couldn’t get enough. It was wet and messy, and smacking sounds filled the air. He rolled his hips, rutting while Adam gripped his ass and urged him on. Parker wanted to take off his sweater, but he couldn’t bear to stop touching Adam. Their moans and grunts echoed off the cheap wooden walls of the station, and he was sure he was going to come in his boxers.

Leaning back, he broke the kiss. Adam made a low sound that was almost a growl, and Parker grinned. “Don’t worry. I’m not going far.” Lifting up just enough, he freed his straining cock from his boxers. Then he fiddled with Adam’s stretched briefs, and Adam batted his hands away, quickly yanking out his hard dick.

They groaned in unison as Parker settled back down and took them both in his hand, rubbing their shafts together. Adam latched on to Parker’s neck, nipping and sucking the tender skin there. He rolled his hips up in time with Parker’s rhythm, his hands roaming under Parker’s sweater.

Every time Parker thought about pulling away and moving to a bed, Adam kissed him again, or tweaked his nipple, or ran his fingers up and down Parker’s spine. Yeah, right here on the floor was good. It was
great
.

It was hard to believe that only days before, Parker had been so annoyed by Adam. Now he wanted to devour him. “God, I wanna be naked with you,” he muttered.

Adam’s fingernails almost felt like claws digging into Parker’s ass through the cotton of his boxers. He kissed Parker again deeply, and Parker increased his pace, stroking them faster, his other hand dipping down to roll their balls together. That was all it took, and Parker cried out as he came over his hand, the pleasure sweeping through him like a tidal wave. He kept jerking their cocks, milking his and driving Adam to the edge.

Releasing himself, he concentrated on Adam. “I love your dick. I love that you’re uncut,” Parker murmured. He couldn’t seem to activate the filter on his mouth, and it all poured out. “I wanna feel that inside me.”

Face buried in Parker’s neck, Adam moaned as he came, splashing hot between them and dripping over Parker’s fingers. He shuddered as Parker coaxed another few drops from him. They panted softly, and Adam raised his head. He ran his thumb over Parker’s lips.

Parker lifted his hand and sucked his fingers clean one by one as Adam watched avidly with lips parted. When he was finished, they kissed slowly this time, their tongues sliding together. He was still straddling Adam’s lap, and they were sticky. He waited for it to get awkward, but Adam simply wrapped his arms around Parker and drew him closer. He rested his head on Adam’s shoulder, listening to his steady breathing, the world a million miles away.

PARKER WASN’T SURE what time it was when he woke again, but weak light was coming in the open curtains. He was alone in the narrow bed, but when he blinked the room into focus, Adam was looking over his shoulder where he fiddled with the Coleman stove in the kitchenette. He was naked, and damn. It was quite a view. Adam’s ass was round and firm, and just…wow.

“I could get used to this. Do I get breakfast in bed?”

Adam’s tone was playful. “If you play your cards right.”

Parker yawned widely and stretched his arms, pushing the blanket down to his waist. After cleaning up, they’d slept tangled naked together on his bed, and even though there hadn’t been enough room, Parker had slept deeply. His throat wasn’t sore, and he didn’t feel like there was a pound of mucus clogging his head and airways. He felt so good he could almost forget everything else.

Almost.

But there was plenty of time to worry about the world later. “So, are you still gay this morning? And into me? I didn’t dream that, right?”

The smell of coffee brewing filled the air, and Adam chuckled. “Right.”

“Cool.” Like,
epically
cool. He watched as Adam crossed the room, swallowing thickly at the sight of his big cock and balls. He’d seen him naked before, but somehow there was something more intimate about Adam’s casual nudity now.

Adam sat on the side of the bed. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“Better. And like I totally want to kiss you again, but I have morning breath, and—”

Adam’s lips were soft and seeking, his hand coming to rest on Parker’s bare chest. Parker opened his mouth and met Adam’s tongue. He sucked in a breath as they parted. “Okay, so you don’t mind about morning breath. Good to know.”

“Mmm-hmm.”

Parker leaned up and kissed him lightly. It was nice, this kissing business. “You feeling good this morning?”

“Mmm-hmm.” Adam pressed Parker back onto the mattress.

As Adam’s weight covered him and they kissed again, Parker mused that the kissing/sex combo was pretty awesome too. “This is a great wakeup call.” He thrust up his hips, wanting the blanket out of the way.

“Mmm-hmm.” Adam sucked on Parker’s neck, sending a shiver down his spine as his tongue teased.

“Is that all you can say?”

He raised his head. “Is talking really how you want me to use my mouth right now?”

The coiled desire in Parker’s belly whipped through his body, and he moaned. “Uh-uh. Carry on.”

The wet heat of Adam’s mouth on Parker’s nipples had him panting and arching his back, and his morning wood was now rock hard. But Adam ignored Parker’s lower half and nipped his tender flesh before doing some kind of swirl with his tongue that was probably illegal in some states. Parker wouldn’t have been surprised if sparks were actually flying from his nipples. He threaded his fingers through Adam’s thick hair.

“Oh my God. Is this real life?”

Adam’s shoulders shook, and he puffed warm air over Parker’s skin. He moved down, his scruff rasping wonderfully. The combination of his soft lips and rough hair was somehow the most perfect thing ever.

He dipped his tongue into Parker’s bellybutton while he teased the trail of hair leading down with his fingertips. He was so close to the tip of Parker’s dick, which Parker could feel was leaking. Adam was heavy on top of him, the blanket still trapped between them. Parker was completely pinned down and confined, and it only made him harder. He pushed at Adam’s head.

With a wicked grin, Adam glanced up. “Was there something you wanted?”

Groaning, Parker tried to arch his hips again. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please
suck my cock before I explode
.”

Adam shimmied down and pulled the blanket away, tossing it onto the floor. Parker’s dick strained against his belly, but Adam moved lower, mouthing at Parker’s inner thighs until they were trembling.

By the time Adam licked up Parker’s shaft, Parker was moaning so loudly his face flushed. He could hear Greg Mason’s voice in his head.
“You sound like a slutty fag.”
He pressed his lips together, his nostrils flaring as he muzzled his cries.

Adam looked up after a few more licks, his hazel eyes doing that gold glowy thing that was so breathtakingly beautiful. “Why did you stop?”

“You don’t mind? If I’m…loud?”

With their eyes locked, Adam took Parker’s leaking cock in his hand and caught a drop of pre-cum with a feathery flick of his tongue. “I like it.”

Groaning, Parker threw his head back. He wriggled, his limbs electric as Adam sucked down the length of his shaft. Parker moaned freely, and the more noise he made, the more it seemed to spur on Adam. Adam gripped his hips, holding him down as he worked Parker’s dick, the slurping sounds mixing with Parker’s cries and filling the ranger station.

Greg had only sucked him once, and that had been nothing compared to this. Adam took him in so deeply, and the hot pressure on his cock made blood rush in his ears. His legs twitched, and he thought that if he had to die, at least he had an honest-to-God amazing blowjob before he went.

“God. So good, Adam,” he muttered, gripping Adam’s head.

Adam hummed around him, and Parker’s whole body tingled. The delicious torment continued, and Adam brought him close to the edge more than once before backing off. Parker whimpered—he actually
whimpered
—and tried to spread his legs more. Adam mouthed at his balls.

“Please. I need it. Can I…”

Adam’s breath was hot against his sac. “Tell me.”

He tried to block out the memory of a furious Greg, spitting repeatedly on the shower room tiles.
“Don’t be so uncouth.”
Because Greg was the kind of pretentious twat that used words like
uncouth
. But what if Adam thought it was gross too? Parker throbbed with need, and he took a deep breath. “Can I come in your mouth?”

With a groan, Adam swallowed his cock again, sucking fiercely. Parker could only cry out, his head back and mouth open as the orgasm tore through him. He felt as if he was levitating off the thin mattress, shuddering as he spurted. He managed to open his eyes and watch as Adam swallowed it all, his lips stretched wide.

Parker realized he was gripping Adam’s hair too tight, and he relaxed his hands. “Thank you,” he whispered. He couldn’t remember ever feeling so warm and peaceful.

Catching stray drops, Adam licked him clean and pressed tender kisses to Parker’s inner thighs and hip bones. He sat back on his heels and jerked himself off. Parker wanted to offer his services, but all he could do was lie there, utterly sated, listening to Adam’s grunts and watching him work his cock.

“You can come on me, Adam,” he murmured.

And Adam did, leaning forward onto one hand and splattering Parker’s belly and groin as he shuddered and milked himself. Breathing hard, he dropped his head and licked Parker clean, which was possibly the most surprisingly hot thing Parker had ever seen in his life, and he’d watched a lot of porn. The wet drag of Adam’s tongue on his skin sent shivers over him, and he ran his fingers through Adam’s thick hair.

When Adam moved back up Parker’s body to cover him again, they kissed lazily, and Parker loved tasting the remnants of their spunk. He wondered briefly and belatedly about safety, but dismissed the thought since his odds of surviving long enough to contract an STI were slim to none. He was going to enjoy this, goddamn it.

Adam rested his face in the crook of Parker’s neck, and Parker rubbed his back, sliding his fingers up and down Adam’s spine. “You’re really good at that.”

Adam smiled against Parker’s skin. “Am I?”

“Why do you sound so surprised?”

“It’s been a while.”

“Really?”

“Why do you sound so surprised?” Adam asked back.

“Um, have you seen you? The cheekbones, for starters. The eyes. The lips. Jesus, that mouth. And this is all above the neck. It’s not bad to the south either. Shoulders. Chest. I’m pretty sure there’s a six-pack down there, and you could crack walnuts with your thighs. We haven’t even talked about your ass or your junk yet. Do I need to go on?”

With a chuckle, Adam shook his head. He propped himself up on one arm and traced a finger down Parker’s chest. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Me?” Parker laughed sharply. “Come on. I’m all right, but—”

“You’re a lot more than all right.” Adam kissed him again soundly.

The way Adam said it, and the way he looked at him—no one had ever made Parker feel like that. He couldn’t help but ask, “Really?”

Adam’s brow furrowed. “Of course. Your eyes are so expressive, and the lashes are so long. So pretty.” He leaned down and ever so gently licked the shell of Parker’s ear. “Just the right size ears.”

Parker shivered. “Ticklish.”

Smiling, Adam ran his hand over Parker’s chest and belly. “I love that you’re lean and strong.” He teased the hair scattered over Parker’s chest. “Just the right amount. Smooth, but not too smooth.” His hand drifted down over Parker’s thigh. “Narrow hips, and those long legs. Your ass is amazing. Even that first day, in my office? When you stormed out, I was thinking about what an amazing ass you have.”

Parker knew he was blushing, and he bit his lip. “Really?”

“Mmm-hmm. It was pretty damn inappropriate given I was your TA.”

“It was. You’re a total perv.” He grinned. “Good thing I am too.”

Adam lowered his voice and confessed, “I wondered what you’d look like in a Speedo.”