Two Spirits (5 page)

Panting, Tenino said, "Lose the shirt."

Trey got rid of it, nearly came when their
chests touched. He'd gone a lifetime needing this, craving this,
denying himself this.

More arousal coated his cock head. He wanted
to push his sweats downward and do the same to Tenino's. For the
first time in his life, he felt emboldened by the erection he'd
gotten because of another man.

Tenino's mouth slammed down on his again,
carnal, forceful.

He speared his fingers through Tenino's
hair, loving the way Tenino didn't hold back. Masculine lips
crushed his and the thrust of Tenino's tongue said,
I'm going to
fucking take you. I'm going to ram my cock into your ass and you're
going to love it
.

He would love it. He knew he would.

Hardened nipples touched, rubbed and sent
icy-hot spikes of pleasure straight to his cock. He stroked
Tenino's powerful, muscled buttocks.

They flexed against his palms and he
imagined them doing the same as Tenino's cock pistoned in and out
of his ass.

"You want to claim that a woman will still
do it for you?" Tenino asked, breathing as fast as Trey was
breathing.

"No." He didn't want to think at all.

Tenino slid downward, put his mouth on a
nipple and bit and Trey's dick jumped. He cried out, arched his
back.

Tenino bit him again and again and there was
no dodging the streaks of pleasure shooting straight to his cock.
He grasped Tenino's hair again, tugged.

Tenino sucked a nipple.

"Fuck, fuck," Trey panted, hips jerking.

He spread his legs wider and dark
satisfaction glittered in Tenino's eyes. "We'll get to that."

His heart had given up tapping Morse code
and was now on a mission to pump every drop of blood into his cock.
Forget that, it'd taken up residence in his dick and was screaming
down here, down here
!

And Tenino was going down, not taking his
time to get there, not kissing his way over abs but standing and
jerking the sweats to mid-thigh.

Trey's breath caught, his dick pulled away
from his stomach, trying to go vertical and propel itself to
Tenino's mouth.

His heart split so a third of it pounded in
his cock, a third of it pounded in his skull and what was left was
doing a gymnastic routine between his rib cage and dick. And then
Tenino's hand wrapped around his shaft, callused and big and hot,
so incredibly hot.

Pleasure drove Trey's head back and his hips
upward. "Please," he panted, ready to go off with a hand job if
Tenino denied the blowjob.

Tenino's laugh held the same glittery
satisfaction that was in his eyes. "I like the sound of you
begging."

"Don't get used to it."

Fuck. Fuck. Why did he say that?

"We'll see about that," Tenino said,
tightening his hand, demonstrating just how close pain and pleasure
could be, his silky black hair caressing Trey's thighs and teasing
over his abs.

Trey thrust upward, begging for Tenino's
mouth. Their eyes meeting, Tenino's daring him to watch, to
memorize the sight of another man going down on him.

His breath heaved out. Sucked in. "Do it
already."

"Do what?"

"Put your mouth on me. Suck me."

Tenino's smile was pure wickedness. "Say
please."

"Please already."

Tenino laughed. "That wasn't so bad, was
it?"

He locked his hand more firmly around Trey's
shaft. Fitted his lips around Trey's cock head and Trey's hips
launched off the couch like a rocket.

"Yes!" he panted. "Yes."

Oh god yes.

It was better with a man. Or maybe just with
this man.

His ass clamped. His hands fisted in silky
black hair, tugged.

"More. Suck me."

He might have sobbed when Tenino's mouth
left instead. "You're not in charge."

"Okay. Okay." He'd agree to just about
anything if Tenino would—

Ecstasy exploded in his cock with the return
of Tenino's mouth.

Tenino lashed him with his tongue, stinging
him with white-hot sensation. Done with the teasing and out to
prove a point.

Take no prisoners, that was Tenino.

Trey moaned and arched upward, tightening
his grip on Tenino's hair. He tried to fuck deeper but Tenino
controlled the depth, the pleasure.

It scorched into Trey. There'd be no
forgetting this experience, ever. He'd relive it a hundred times,
and that'd just be tomorrow.

"Fuck, that feels so good." His cock was on
fire, his chest was on fire, his head was on fire and that fire
only got hotter with each suck, at being deep throated and
swallowed on.

He panted, writhed, pulled Tenino's hair.
Thought he might die when Tenino's free hand gripped his testicles
and prevented him from going off.

"Let me come," he begged. "Let me come and
I'll go down on you."

The promise did it for Tenino. He'd made his
point, he'd made Trey acknowledge he was gay. He'd made damn sure
Trey acknowledged that this was what he needed, and not from a
woman.

He released Trey's balls, rhythmically
pressed his fingers to the magic spot between testicles and ass as
he swallowed on Trey's cock.

Trey went off with a shout. And the hot come
hitting the back of his throat had his own dick screaming.

A stroke of his fingers over Trey's ass, and
Trey's buttocks clenched. Tenino huffed out a laugh and stood.

That'd get to that, but first…

He stripped off his sweatpants. And fuck if
he couldn't help preening at how fast Trey's eyes went from
blissed-out,
I just came harder than I've ever come in my
life
to heated,
I've got to get my hands and mouth on that
dick
.

As long as
that dick
was always
his
dick, they'd be good. But they had time to iron out that
little detail.

Right now…

Trey slid from the couch, his movement
smooth, masculine, reminding Tenino of a lithe, golden panther.
Trey's hand encircled Tenino's cock, his breath whispered over the
exposed tip.

Tenino shuddered. Fuck that felt good. And
man, having Trey drop to his knees so quickly, oh yeah, that did it
for him. He wanted to get used to having Trey be the one doing it.
He wanted it to be an every day occurrence.

Hell, who was he lying to? He wanted it more
than once a day. And though he was more of a jack his partner up
onto a counter or table, or sprawl him across a rug or a couch or a
bed, and then give him head, for Trey he might just drop to his
knees.

Kind of incentivize Trey to keep doing it.
He nearly laughed at that mental bullshit, might have if another
caress of Trey's breath and the stroke of his hand didn't have him
moaning, thrusting.

"You're not circumcised," Trey said, and a
drop of arousal dotted the tip of Tenino's cock as the foreskin
retracted further.

He was tempted to ask if being uncircumcised
bothered Trey, but Trey killed the words by ducking his head and
licking over Tenino's cock head.

Tenino grunted, speared his fingers through
Trey's hair the way he'd fantasized about doing in the shower. Only
this was better. So much better. Mr. Hand could be retired
permanently.

Trey ran his tongue over the tip, around his
shaft. And around. And around. Lapped the head and drove Tenino's
heart into his ears. "I'm not a fucking ice cream cone," he panted.
"Put me in your mouth dammit. Don't tease."

"What? Don't return the favor?"

Trey licked again. And again. And again. And
Tenino's heart took a running leap and soared. Whatever had kept
Trey from coming out, he was definitely out now.

And somehow he'd survive Trey's coming out.
And if he didn't, he'd probably die coming.

"Okay," he said, "Do your worst. If you
dare."

Trey rubbed his thumb against the tip of
Tenino's cock, tightened his grip and pumped, sliding foreskin over
penis and proving the saying that payback was hell—well in this
case, it was torturous ecstasy.

Tenino moaned. His buttocks flexed and his
thighs bunched. He thrust, panted. Hunched over, cupping the back
of Trey's head. "Take more of my cock."

Trey's husky laugh said
no fucking
way
. But he explored with his tongue, took the first inch of
cock into his mouth.

Fuck.

Tenino's ass clamped, driving the pleasure
back into his dick and trying to drive his dick deeper into Trey's
mouth.

Trey countered, moving, using the hand
around Tenino's cock to control the situation.

Tenino thrust, and kept thrusting, finally
panted, "All right, I'm fucking begging for it."

Trey relented and took him deeper. Sucked
him. Swallowed on him. Blew the top of his head off with his hot
mouth. And fuck if coming had ever felt as good as it did with
Trey's mouth on him. And yeah, not that he'd expected a different
outcome, but he wanted to get used to having Trey be the one doing
it. He wanted it to be an every day occurrence.

He combed his fingers through long blond
strands of hair, moaned in protest when Trey's mouth left his dick.
The guy may not have ever gone down on another man but it was
obvious he'd gotten plenty of blowjobs.

Tenino dropped to the couch, pleased as hell
when Trey stretched out next to him. "Damn," he said, arms going
around Trey. "You sure you've never been with a man before?"

"I think it's something I'd remember."

Tenino grinned, loving the way Trey blushed
just enough to make him look adorable without being the least bit
feminine.

"So how'd you get tangled up with Patricia
Veron?"

"Community garden."

Tenino laughed, touched his mouth to Trey's.
"That's all you're offering? You going to make me work the
information out of you the same way I did the confession?"

Trey's blush deepened and Tenino's heart did
a leap and wobble like fish jumping out of water as they headed
upstream. Damn, he'd have to stay clear of Briar until his macho
was nailed back down.

They hadn't even gotten to the main event
and he was wearing a sappy, satisfied look. "So, you were in the
community garden…"

"Yeah, harvesting string beans and quizzing
some of my students on their multiplication tables."

"You live in the same district as you
teach?" The same area he'd grown up in if he'd moved back home to
take care of his mother.

"Teach at the school I went to as a kid.
Some of my old teachers are still there."

Tenino's chest tightened and his heart
definitely twanged. He'd already been out in the world once as the
elders liked to call leaving Thunderbird lands. He didn't want to
leave again. He wasn't sure he could leave again. He was
Thunderbird. He belonged on these lands.

Here, even without a mate, his spirit was
whole. While Trey, until a little while ago had denied being
gay.

Bring it up? Ask if going back home and
teaching in the school he'd attended was what had kept him in the
closet? Risk ruining the moment?

Nah. Tenino rocked forward, pressed his
semi-rigid cock to Trey's. "So she saw that long blond hair and
those gorgeous baby blues and decided to call you Jack and climb
onto the beanstalk…"

Trey snorted and rolled his eyes. "And now
you've just perverted a fairytale. Patricia said she was driving
by, had driven by other times but this was the first time she'd
seen so many people working, and curiosity made her stop."

Amusement faded and Trey's eyes held the
angry, embarrassed sheen of someone who'd been played. Tenino said,
"Let me guess, she said curiosity about the garden made her stop
but it came across as
seeing you
was the real reason she'd
gotten out of her car to wander into the garden."

Trey nodded. "No way to prove it, but one of
the FBI agents thought she'd targeted me from the start. Easy
enough to do, my face is on the school website. I'm in team
pictures at a couple of pizza places and a Chevy dealership."

"You on a ball team?"

"Coach. Youth soccer."

"Wouldn't doubt you were targeted. But none
of your kids got hurt, right?"

"The Feds thought she was looking to play
the long game, looking for kids to start grooming for kiddie porn
movies. My mother's condition got worse. The coaching went on the
backburner, so did most of my community garden time and there
wasn't a whole lot of reason for her to drop by my classroom." He
shuddered. "She volunteered. I nearly said yes."

"But you didn't. And getting involved with
you turned out to be a huge mistake on her part." Tenino touched
his mouth to Trey's, coaxed Trey's lips into parting, his tongue
into coming out to play, kissed him until the angry, embarrassed
sheen in his eyes turned into heated want.

Repositioning them so Trey lay on top, he
said, "The way I see it, it was a good thing she picked you. It led
to her family being taken down. It'll lead to her being jailed. And
it led to this."

He didn't usually like being on the bottom,
didn't typically let himself be fucked, but he'd let Trey go where
few other men had gone. He'd let Trey take his ass because what he
wanted with Trey transcended the physical. What he wanted from Trey
originated in the soul. He wanted a spirit mate, a forever
lover.

His hands glided over Trey's back, stroking,
caressing, putting into touch what was too early to put into words.
His legs widened, his cock hardened to rub against Trey's.

It was a guilty, probably perverse pleasure,
but he loved a circumcised cock when it came to a lover. He just
didn't want to
be
a circumcised lover.

Trey's breath gave a little hitch. "You
remind me of a student who has gotten away with something and can
barely stand to keep it to himself."

"A student, huh? Tell you what, if you get a
wild hair to pull out the paddle and play teacher, I'm going to
pull out the cuffs and play cop."