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    They had each asked about their love lives when he arrived. Trevor had assumed he‟d been dating
    men exclusively when he asked if Craven had a boyfriend. He wanted to be honest with Trevor,
    but he didn‟t want to blow it either.
    “Let‟s go,” he said and drained the last of his beer. When he stood up Trevor rose as well, and
    they left the restaurant.
    The drive home was quiet with Craven‟s stomach tied in knots. He jumped a little when
    Trevor reached across the seats to touch his hand. Whatever coolness he thought he was giving
    off was blown to bits, but Trevor only smiled. They laced their fingers together, and Craven felt
    his cock hardening. Soon he‟d actually be able to touch Trevor.
    In the darkness of the car, he glanced over at him and took in the curve of his lips. The bottom
    one was thicker, and Craven imagined kissing him. Would Trevor taste good? The way women
    came onto him so often, he didn‟t doubt it. The only reason why Trevor didn‟t have a girlfriend
    right now was because he didn‟t want one. When they were younger, women had always let it be
    known that they were available if he chose to look their way.
    Craven wanted to ask him if he‟d ever been with a man, but if he did that, it might open him
    up to questions about his sex life. He couldn‟t risk it. Trevor‟s thoughts must have been traveling
    the same route, because he said, “I‟ve never been with another man. Like I said, I find them
    attractive. I just didn‟t act on it.”
    Neither did I.
    “I guess I‟m kind of glad I didn‟t. I mean what better way for me to have that first experience
    other than with my best friend?”
    “Yeah,” Craven muttered.
    Trevor‟s thumb stroked his hand, and chills raced up Craven‟s spine.
    “You might find that fantasy is better than real life.” Craven was talking more about himself,
    but he still wondered what Trevor thought.
    “Maybe, but I doubt it. Remember our kiss?”
    “Of course.”
    Craven had thought he‟d kept any emotion from his voice, but he guessed not when Trevor
    looked away from the road a second to smile at him.
    “It was good. No, it was very good. I wanted to stick my tongue in your mouth and keep
    tasting you. That night I had such a hard-on I had to take a cold shower. Even afterward, I jerked
    off in bed thinking about you.”
    “Me.”
    “Yeah you.”
    “I‟m a little different than I was then.”
    “You mean the tattoos and piercings? They make you hotter.” Trevor‟s gaze flicked to his
    crotch. “Do you have them everywhere?”
    Craven gave a slow grin. “You‟ll have to find out.”
    He didn‟t know where the boldness came from, but he took Trevor‟s hand and placed it on his
    cock. Right away, his friend began to stroke him, kneading his cock and tracing its length through
    his jeans.
    “Ah, yes,” Trevor moaned as if it was him who was being touched. “You‟re so hard. And
    thick. I‟ve dreamed of sucking you. Tell me you‟ve wanted me too, Craven. Tell me you wanted
    to get your cock in my mouth.”
    “I‟ve wanted you a long time too,” Craven admitted. “I couldn‟t help it when you were always
    touching me and hugging me. I‟m gay, damn it. You have a nice body, and I couldn‟t help
    looking.”
    The pleasure in Trevor‟s expression told him he wasn‟t offended. He pulled up to a red light
    and threw the car into park. “I can‟t wait until we get home. Give me a kiss to tide me over.”
    Craven unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned in close to Trevor. His friend grabbed for him
    roughly and crushed Craven against his chest. Craven expected him to attack his mouth, but
    Trevor gentled right away and stuck out the tip of his tongue to flick it on the ring in Craven‟s
    bottom lip.
    “I don‟t know why that‟s hot,” Trevor whispered, “but it is.” He laved his tongue over the
    spot again and then pushed into Craven‟s mouth. Pleasure exploded across Craven‟s entire body.
    With Trevor‟s lips closed over his and his tongue buried between them, he felt invaded—in a
    good way. He felt like he‟d surrendered himself, and it was the biggest turn-on he‟d ever
    experienced.
    One of Trevor‟s hands moved up from his back into his hair, and he tugged just a little to get
    Craven to tilt his head back. Craven sank a little into Trevor‟s hard body, giving into him even
    more. He wasn‟t smaller than Trevor, but his friend was more dominant, and he liked it.
    Trevor kissed him with desperate hunger. He ran his tongue across the ball in Trevor‟s
    tongue, and then he drew back. In the dim lighting of the car, his eyes glittered. “I wonder how
    that would feel licking my cock.”
    Craven shivered in his arms. “I-I don‟t know.” He could have bitten off his tongue for
    admitting it. If he was so experienced, he‟d have done it countless times.
    But Trevor only seemed more excited. “Let‟s find out.”
    He sped the rest of the way home and pulled into the garage. When they entered the house,
    Craven listened for any sign his sister had come back, but the house was quiet. Trevor instructed
    him to go clean up and meet him in his room. Craven showered, brushed his teeth, and then [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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