Cleats in Clay (16 page)

W
HILE
Odis took a bathroom break, Bobby and Tuck walked over and sat on the double bed to remove their shoes. Bobby reached out and played with the tuft of graying blond hair in the center of Tuck’s pecs. “You have a nice chest,” Bobby complimented.

Tuck shrugged. “I try to keep up. Shoulda seen it twenty years ago.” “Don’t be that way,” Bobby said with a frown. “It’s still tight,” he said, rubbing the faint solid lines of Tuck’s pectoral muscles for emphasis. “It’s easy to have a nice body when you’re young. Being older and
still
having a nice body is even more sexy, I think.”

After grabbing the back of Bobby’s head, Tuck pulled him close for a quick, sparking kiss. “Thank you, by the way. Yer one helluva sucker.”
Bobby waggled his eyebrows. “I’ve got other talents too,” he teased.
Tuck grabbed the collar of Bobby’s western shirt and yanked firmly. All the snaps popped like the rapid spatter of firecrackers as he pulled open Bobby’s shirt. Tuck gazed at the hummingbird tattoo as he slipped the cotton fabric over Bobby’s shoulders. “And whatta we have here?” he asked in an admiring tone.
“Just some old ink,” Bobby replied almost dismissively. He didn’t want to bring up Nathan again. Not right now.
They heard the toilet flush before Odis emerged. As Tuck dropped the shirt on the floor, Odis moved over and sat on the other side of him.
Tuck gave Bobby another quick kiss, before he turned to Odis. “I think we need a bigger bed too, since you’re goin’ furniture shoppin’ and all.”
“Good idea,” Odis agreed with a nod. He grinned over at Bobby and then glanced back to Tuck. “I think it’s Bobby’s turn now. He hasn’t had a warm Texas welcome yet.”
“For shame,” Tuck nearly barked. “We’ll hafta fix that right now,” he said as he got to his feet and playfully pushed Bobby back onto the bed. Turning to Odis, he asked, “You want the head or the tail?”
“Um,” Odis replied in confusion. “What’s the difference?”
Tuck chuckled. “Do you want the ass end or the pecker?”
Bobby sat up. “Don’t I get a say in this?”
“Of course, stud,” Odis said. “Whatta ya want?”
“First off, we need supplies.” Seeing the lost look on Odis’s face, Bobby crawled off the bed. “Never made it to Walmart?”
Odis shook his head.

“Don’t worry,” Bobby replied as he crossed the room. “I brought some this time.” He sat on the floor in front of his suitcase. As Bobby dug around in the bag, Heim left her spot in the kitchen and sidled up next to him to give him a slurp across the cheek. Bobby chuckled. “Hello to you too.” Heim sat next to him and watched as he found and retrieved a zippered leather bag. He closed up the suitcase and brought the shaving kit back to the bed.
Tuck took the bag and unzipped it as Bobby sat on the bed again. He pulled out a ribbon of condoms. Tuck looked between Bobby and Odis. “Do we need these? I’m clean.”
Odis glanced at Bobby, then said, “We talked about it before, and I am too.”
Bobby played a look of mock shock on his face. “Wow, Tuck, an officer of the law condoning unsafe sex?”
“Yes or no?” Tuck barked.
“I’m clean,” Bobby replied.
Grinning as he saw the other contents of the bag, Tuck put the condoms back and pulled out the bottle of lube. He zipped the kit closed before setting it on the floor next to the bed.
“So,” Odis said as he slid up the bed next to Bobby, “you never did say what ya want.”
Bobby glanced over at Odis as Tuck crawled up the other side next to him. “Maybe I’m just being a control freak. You guys do what you want,” Bobby offered.
Tuck reached over and unbuttoned the top of Bobby’s jeans. “Let’s get these pants off first.”
As Tuck leaned in and kissed Bobby, Odis undid the rest of the buttons on Bobby’s jeans and slid them off to the floor.
Tuck moved down and nuzzled Bobby’s ear, whispering, “You have
great
legs.” He kissed Bobby as Odis removed the boxer briefs, leaving Bobby naked, his throbbing cock begging for attention. Tuck glanced down and then smiled. “
And
a great pecker,” Tuck told Bobby before another kiss. Tuck looked over at Odis. “Ya got on a lot of clothes over there,” he teased.
Odis pulled off his T-shirt and jeans, revealing that his stiffened dick was ready for action. He looked to Tuck, asking, “What now?”
Tuck looked into Bobby’s smoky brown eyes. “Does Bobby like to bottom?”
Bobby smiled at Tuck. “It’s been quite a while, though. Nate wasn’t much into topping. I don’t know if I could handle you right off.”
With a hearty laugh, Tuck tussled Bobby’s hair. “Not me, stud. I ain’t a twink no more. Us old farts need more time ta recharge.” Tuck looked over at Odis. “I was thinkin’ Odie could.”
Odis scooted closer to squat on his knees behind Bobby’s ass and gazed down at him, saying, “I could, if ya’d like.”
Bobby grinned. “Well okay, then,” he agreed, reaching down and stroking Odis’s solid cock.
Tuck pulled gently on Bobby’s shoulder, urging him to roll. “On your side facing me.” He looked over at Odis as he opened the lube. “You watch me. It’s a little more involved than bein’ with a woman.”
Odis nodded as Tuck slathered some lube onto his fingers. Tuck reached down and pulled Bobby’s thigh upward, then stroked his fingers along the cleft of Bobby’s ass. With his lubed pinky, Tuck encircled Bobby’s anus, teasing and moistening it.
Odis felt his dick swell harder, and watched in anticipation as Tuck worked the tip of his little finger into the hole.
Leaning forward slightly, Bobby relaxed and opened up, pulling the pinky inside.
Tuck chuckled as his finger quickly disappeared. “Damn, stud. I guess this ain’t your first rodeo.” He rotated his hand and inserted his ring finger, using a gentle circling motion to loosen Bobby’s sphincter.
“I said I didn’t do it
often
,” Bobby replied. “But I do it well,” he said with a grin.
After inserting his third finger and circling wider, Tuck used his other hand to squirt some lube onto Odis’s pecker. “Ya ready, stud?”
Bobby nodded and Tuck withdrew his hand. He spread the lube over Odis’s pecker before guiding him down. “Super slow,” Tuck told Odis. “Just line it up and let him mostly move onto you.”
“Okay,” Odis said with a nod. Tuck pulled on Odis’s knee, urging him to spread his legs farther apart and changing the angle a little as Odis teased Bobby’s hole with the glistening tip of his dick. Tuck leaned down and kissed Odis.
Bobby opened up, feeling the penetration of Odis’s swollen cockhead. “Lord have mercy!”
Odis froze and Tuck broke the kiss. “You okay, stud?”
“Oh hell yeah.” He nodded. “I almost forgot how good this feels.” Bobby scooted back a bit more, taking about half of Odis inside.
As Odis fought the urge to lunge forward, Tuck ran his large hands over Odis’s chest and teased his nipples.
Bobby bent forward and pulled off of Odis a bit. “More lube.”
Tuck tapped on Odis’s hip, urging him to withdraw. He liberally slathered Odis’s pecker and guided him back down.
Odis held his breath as he slowly entered Bobby again. The tight sphincter pulled back his foreskin as he penetrated inside and the sensations nearly made him come. “Maybe I shoulda used a condom,” he muttered as he tried to hold still.
Tuck froze. “
Why
?”
“’Cause it’s so sensitive, I’m about to come right now.”
Tuck pinched firmly at Odis’s nipples. Bobby chuckled and said, “I wanna at least have you inside me first.”
Odis resisted the pulses of the tightening sphincter from Bobby’s chuckles. “Stop laughing,” he said. “You’re gonna make me come.”
Tuck kissed Odis again, playing more roughly with his chest as a distraction. Odis moved forward a little more.
Hungry now for all of Odis, Bobby tried to keep from laughing. “Are you just gonna tease me? Give it all to me.”
Odis pushed in a little more.
“Now?” Bobby nearly begged.
Tuck reached down and pushed on Odis’s ass, urging him forward. Odis slid the rest of the way into Bobby and then stayed very still, trying not to blow his load from the wonderful feeling of Bobby surrounding him.
After another quick kiss, Tuck told Odis, “Stay right there and don’t move.” Tuck leaned down to Bobby and kissed him, enjoying his electric sparks. He moved over to Bobby’s ear and whispered, “Do you have any idea how fuckin’ hot this is? I’m already totally hard again.”
Bobby chuckled as he opened his eyes and glanced down at the tent in Tuck’s sweatpants. “I hadn’t noticed. I’m too busy with his fantastic cock filling me up.”
Odis lightly slapped Bobby’s butt. “Stop laughing, I’m still about to blow.”
Tuck grinned down at Bobby. “You just keep enjoyin’ it.” He leaned down right on top of Bobby’s ear and whispered, “I’m gonna use your bag of tricks and make him
explode
inside you.”
Bobby tried not to laugh again as Tuck moved to the edge of the bed. Just having Odis buried inside him felt glorious enough. He couldn’t imagine anything better. He heard the quiet zipping noise.
Tuck positioned himself in front of Bobby’s groin, admiring the fat pecker before he licked the head and drew it into his mouth. He smiled at Bobby’s pleasant moans.
Bobby closed his eyes again. He’d never been serviced from both ends before and reveled in the amazing sensations.
As he worked his mouth on Bobby, Tuck quietly opened the lube. He pulled back and asked, “How ya doin’, Odie?”
“Better,” Odis said as he slid out a little and in again, eliciting another moan from Bobby.
Smiling, Tuck used his mouth again on Bobby and moved his hand behind Odis.
As Odis slid backward, he felt something cold near his asshole. “What—”
Tuck pushed the small plastic vibrator just inside of Odis.
Odis pushed forward. “Oh shit.”
Sucking Bobby’s cock completely into his mouth, Tuck flicked on the vibrator and pushed it a little farther into Odis’s ass.
Bobby moaned again and opened his eyes as Tuck deftly worked his cock. “Jeezus, Tuck,” he muttered.
The vibrating sensation of something foreign inside him catapulted Odis over the edge. “Fuck!” Odis yelled and clutched Bobby’s hip as he saw stars. Odis exploded with an orgasm that nearly made him pass out.
Bobby nearly exclaimed as waves of Odis pulsed inside him. Tuck applied more suction and mouth-fucked Bobby’s cock until he
did
scream. “Holy fuck!”
As he sucked down Bobby’s essence, Tuck turned off the vibrator and removed it from Odis’s collapsed body. He grinned at the sight of both men limp and panting.
Odis managed to sit up a little. As he pulled out of Bobby, he glanced over at Tuck. “What the fuck was that in my ass?”
Tuck held up the small smooth plastic torpedo vibrator. “Just a little somethin’ extra Bobby had in his bag.” Tuck glanced up to the top of the bed. “Was that good for ya, stud?”
Bobby just moaned without opening his eyes. “I don’t think I’ll ever leave this bed,” he said with a gratified sigh.
Tuck gently patted Bobby’s calf. “You just grab a nap, then.” He turned to Odis. “I’m hittin’ the head,” he said as he got up and went into the bathroom.
Odis went over to the laundry basket and grabbed a towel, which he used to clean himself off. He’d have to remember to keep one closer to hand next time. He opened the nightstand drawer and fetched a clean pair of boxers and slipped them on before going into the kitchen and starting a fresh pot of coffee.
Emerging from the bathroom, Tuck smiled over at the naked sleeping figure of Bobby. He looked so contentedly peaceful, like a slumbering cherub. Tuck grabbed the afghan off the floor and draped it over the nude form before joining Odis in the kitchen. “Ah, coffee.”
“It’ll just be a minute,” Odis said as Tuck leaned down and kissed him. Odis pulled back. “Was that good enough for ya?”
“Ya even hafta ask?” Tuck teased with a grin. “That’s gotta be the hottest thing I’ve ever done in my life.” Tuck reached down and ran his hand through Odis’s hair. “Of all the times I fantasized about you, I
never
dreamed up anything like that. Almost made me come again. And that’s after the way Bobby deftly drained my dick,” he said with a wide smile.
“I fergot ya were a poet,” Odis said as the coffee pot beeped. He turned and poured out two mugs. “Ya ever do anything with it after high school?”
“Poetry?” Tuck shook his head. “Just play around once in a while. Haven’t tried to get published or anythin’.” Tuck took the mug Odis handed him and followed him into the dining room. He glanced over as the sleeping Bobby shifted on the bed. The afghan slid off his shoulder, revealing the upper part of the tattoo.
Tuck turned to Odis. “What’s with his tat? He got a little tense when I asked about it earlier.”
“Oh, the hummingbird?”
Tuck nodded as he took a gingerly sip from the mug.
“It’s sorta like a handfasting pledge he and Nathan made when they got together. Nate got one too.”
“I see.” He gazed over at Odis. “You never decided to get one?”
“A tattoo? Nah. Never could think of anything I wanted, really. Didn’t wanna do it just for the sake of doing it, ya know.” Odis took a sip. “I didn’t see one on you, either.”
Tuck grinned. “Maybe ya just didn’t look in the right place,” he teased.
“Where? Wha’d ya get?”
“You’ll just hafta look for it someday,” Tuck said with a teasing glint in his eye.
“Bonehead.” Odis chuckled as he saw Bobby stirring again on the bed.
Bobby sat up and blinked blearily at the guys in the dining room. “Shit, I’m sorry.” He untangled himself from the afghan and stood up. “Didn’t mean to pass out on you guys.”
Tuck smiled at him. “It’s understandable. You had a long day, hangin’ out in airports and all.”
“Still, I hate bein’ rude,” Bobby said as he went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Odis got up and poured another mug of coffee, which he brought back to the table for Bobby.
A few minutes after the toilet flushed, Bobby opened the bathroom door and then dug around in the garment bag hanging on the outside hook. He removed a bathrobe and slipped it on before joining the guys at the dining table. “What time is it? Did I sleep all night?”
Odis chuckled as he glanced over at the microwave. “Just after midnight. You only slept a few minutes.” He waited until Bobby sat down and had some coffee. “When ya get waked up, I’ll need ya to help me with somethin’.”
“As long as it’s not algebra or something. My mind’s not ready for that yet.”
Tuck chuckled. “What’s wrong with your mind?”
“All my higher functions went offline. I swear, that was the best sex I’ve
ever
had. Have ever dreamed of….”
Odis nodded. “I think we
all
agree on that.”
The trio quietly shared their coffee.
Heimdalla twitched her ears. She jumped up and ran into the kitchen, then disappeared around the corner.
Bobby followed her with his eyes, then turned to Odis. “Why’s she going into the pantry?”
“Not a pantry,” Odis answered. “That’s the laundry room and the— on the other side is her doggy door.”
Tuck raised an eyebrow. “You can say it, Odie. That’s where your grow room is, ain’t it.”
Odis nodded.
“I had that talk with Broyles a long time ago. As long as ya ain’t sellin’ or makin’ a nuisance about it, the department won’t hassle you.” Tuck scowled. “Believe me, there’s worse sharks out there in the pool.”
Bobby looked over at Tuck. “Like what?”
“Meth,” Tuck told him, nearly spitting out the word. “Busted three labs in the county last month, but rumor mills say there’s four more out there now.”
Bobby frowned. “I always thought that was more of an urban problem.”
“I wish,” Tuck lamented. “The way that shit rots the brain, they might as well just snort up Clorox. And the labs themselves, most of those fuckups couldn’t pass high school chemistry, but they’re fiddlin’ with all that volatile shit right in their kitchens. Luckily, it’s been a year since one blew up.”
Bobby watched as Heim trotted back into the kitchen. He could swear she nodded her head, like an “all’s clear” signal, before curling down on the floor again. “I’m sorry, Tuck, I never realized you had shit like that to deal with. Always pictured you’d do things like get cows off the road or rescue lost old ladies.”
Tuck sighed. “Yep, there’s that small-town stuff too. But it ain’t
all
like a TV sitcom.”
Odis glanced over at the morose looks that fell over Tuck’s and Bobby’s faces. He looked over at Bobby. “You wanna help me now?”
“Sure,” Bobby said, putting his mug down on the table. “What are we doing?”
“Well,” Odis said as he glanced over at Tuck, “Tuck’s been holdin’ out on us. He’s got a tattoo somewhere.” Odis stood up and walked around the table.
Bobby grinned. “Really, now, and you want my help to find it?” he asked as he sidled up beside Tuck.
Tuck put his hands up defensively. “Now, boys, just take a seat.”
Odis grabbed his arms and pulled him up out of the chair. “Just cooperate and I won’t hafta get mean,” he said, studying Tuck’s back for any marks.