Don't Read in the Closet: Volume Four (53 page)

glaring white cheeks to startle you in the middle of the night. Where

had he been tanning? Was the front just as free of tan lines?

Stepping out of his own suit revealed a hard on that would have

rivaled any Scott had ever seen before. He couldn’t conceal his

reaction and trying would only make it more evident. He strode to the

water, trying not to notice the way his cock swayed with every step.

He had almost made it to the dubious safety of the water, when Kevin

stepped under the falling water and turned back towards him.

“I didn’t know you cared,” Kevin said dryly.

“Uh… What?” Confusion and dawning horror swept over him.

Kevin was mocking him and going to send him packing.

“I thought you weren’t interested in me. Maybe I was wrong.”

Scott stayed rooted in place while Kevin bore down on him. At

the last moment, he nearly turned and ran, but strong arms grabbed

him and pulled him close. “I’m not wrong now, am I?” A hand

touched his leaking cock and he couldn’t contain the groan that ripped

from his soul. “No, I’m not. You want me,” Kevin answered for him.

Still unable to speak, he nodded.

“Then I’m going to do to you what I’ve always wanted to.”

Kevin’s mouth came down over his and he had to wrap his arms

around the other man’s broad shoulders to keep from going to his

knees.
Oh God! The man knew how to kiss!

Breathless as Kevin explored his mouth with a thoroughness that

was almost scary in its intensity, Scott felt all the uncertainty,

trepidation and fear ignite and transform into a flood of desire and

longing. Only their embrace kept him on his feet.

Kevin wanted him?
Had he been wrong all this time, thinking

Kevin was straight or at best just not interested in him? The possibility

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broke his indecision and with a moan he pressed against the other man

and kissed back with everything that he had.

When his friend grabbed his ass and shifted so their cocks

brushed, the burst of pleasure stole his breath. He felt the smile on

Kevin’s lips as the man shifted again, forcing him to break the kiss to

pull enough oxygen into his lungs to keep from graying out.

“You’re evil, dude,” he somehow managed to gasp under the

onslaught.

“Yeah, and that’s what you were hoping for.” Kevin’s wicked

laugh rang out and echoed back to them.

Scott reached between them and took both cocks in his hand.

“This is more like what I was hoping for,” he sighed as he pulled his

hand up and over the crowns.

“Oh, yeah! Just keep that up, baby, and I’ll show you what you’ve

been missing.”

“Are you always this much of a handful?”

Kevin bucked his hips suggestively, sliding his cock through

Scott’s hand and over his own throbbing length. “I don’t know. You

tell me, you’re the one with the handful.”

“There’s no way to win with you, is there?”

The clear bright laugh rang out again. “There is one way. Lay

back and enjoy the ride!”

“I thought you would never ask,” Scott muttered. “But first things

first.” With one arm still around Kevin’s shoulders, he leaned on the

man and stroked them both briskly.

Kevin curled an arm around his waist to hold him steady in place,

then let his other hand wander over Scott’s chest, plucking alternately

at his nipples. The resulting jolts coursed through his body, making

Scott’s hand stutter.

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“Oh, yeah, baby! Just like that. You know I like that.” He didn’t

remember Kevin being that vocal when he brought girls back to their

dorm room.

Those lean tanned hips, no tan lines even here on the front, began

to thrust into his hand with increasing force. Cocks rubbed over each

other spreading sticky precum all over his hand. His harsh panting

breaths, now audible over Kevin’s litany, peaked as he did.

“Mmm… Yeah… Oh yeah! Gonna come, baby. Gonna come!”

Secretly Scott thought
then just come,
but he didn’t have the focus

or the interest in wasting time on talking right then. Getting the last

few all important passes of his hand over their pulsing turgid cocks

seemed more pressing somehow.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Kevin painted Scott’s chest and fist with milky

strings of cum, twitching and thrashing with each stroke of Scott’s

hand on his over sensitized dick as Scott sought his own orgasm. “Oh

fuck! Oh fuck!”

With one final twist of his hand over his swollen aching head,

Scott erupted. The pulsing, thudding of his heart threatened to mask

the pulsing flood of semen from his body. He collapsed against his

friend’s chest with a wail.

The pounding of Kevin’s heart under his ear kept time with his

own overworked heart. A strong warm hand swept down his back and

gathered him close, turning him until his chest was pressed tight to the

other man’s. The hand continued brushing over him, as Kevin spoke

in his ear.

“I’ve wanted to hold you like this just about from the moment I

saw you. I knew you liked guys, but I didn’t think you were interested

in me.”

“Not interested in you? I didn’t think you liked guys. You only

ever brought chicks back to our room. I was afraid to scare you off.”

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“I never brought guys back with me, because I didn’t want any of

them hooking up with you.” Kevin’s arms tightened and he kissed

Scott’s ear.

Feeling a bit confused and trying to decide if he should take that

as a strange compliment, Scott questioned, “You’re bi?”

“I’m not going to limit myself to suit someone else’s conventions.

I don’t care about the attachments. If you’re hot, you’re hot.”

Feeling his face burning and glad that Kevin couldn’t see him

blushing like a schoolgirl, Scott confided, “I’ve wanted you for a long

time, but I was afraid to risk it. I thought you would run away from

me and never come back, if I ever let you know how I felt.”

“Is that why you never stuck with any one guy for long?”

“You knew about that? I always kept them away from you.”

“You’re not as subtle or in control as you would like to think. But

you don’t need to be now. Just let go, I’ve got you.”

“I don’t know if I can,” Scott sighed.

“Then I’ll show you how. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll

be a panting, moaning mess, screaming my name.”

“You know how to make a guy feel special,” Scott quipped.

“Come on! Back to camp so I can make good on my threat.”

Kevin grabbed his hand and pulled Scott along behind him like an

exotic toy, only stopping long enough to collect their dive skins before

making for their camp site.

Even though it was only midday, Kevin started gathering more

plant debris and piling the detritus with what Scott had gathered

earlier. Finally satisfied, he unfolded the tarp. “Give me a hand with

this.” They spread the tarp over the improvised mattress and used

rocks around the edges to hold the plastic sheet in place.

“Not exactly the most romantic bed, but it will have to do. I hope

the exotic locale more than makes up for the lack of satin sheets.”

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Scott just shook his head. Who would have thought he’d be

sharing any bed with the sexy man of his dreams? “It’ll be fine. I

don’t have to be romanced.”

“Good because dinner isn’t going to be all that and tonight’s

movie is a skin flick staring two young college boys! Too bad we

don’t have any supplies or I would show you a real good time.”

“Well… You see…” Reaching for his pack and blushing furiously

the whole time, Scott rummaged around in the bottom until he came

up with the lube and condoms he had stowed in the bottom.

“Good boy!” Kevin crowded in triumph. “You are so getting

fucked.”

“Only if I can return the favor,” Scott insisted.

Kevin flashed him a stellar grin. “You damn well better! Now on

your hands and knees, babe. I’ve got a travel plan and I’m taking the

scenic route.”

Hurrying to the center of the tarp, Scott looked back at that

outrageous statement. “Verbal foreplay?”

“Do you need more than that?”
The buffoon actually leered at

him!

“I doubt it,” he muttered under his breath. “Just put your money

where your mouth is.”

Doing just that, Kevin leaned forward and bit him on the ass. The

unrepentant grin on his face did little to reassure Scott. With a sinking

feeling, he realized the expedition wouldn’t be the only adventure this

time out.

“Hey!” Rubbing the red mark on his ass, Scott glared at Kevin.

The smart ass pushed him down onto all fours and kissed the

wounded spot, his lips grazing over Scott’s skin in a completely

distracting fashion. “Let me make it all better.” And boy, did he.

Brushing kisses over the base of his spine, Kevin spread his

cheeks and stroked his tongue down the valley he exposed. “Oh!” An

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amused chuckle met his cry before the agile tongue traced around his

tightly clenched entrance. A groan, raw with intensity, almost tore

him apart and he pushed back.

“Eager, aren’t you?”

Scott just pushed back, moaning when Kevin lavished more

attention on his loosening spiral. Rimming was even better than he’d

been told. He’d never stayed with any guy long enough for one of

them to do this. When Kevin’s wicked tongue breached him, he

couldn’t remain silent any longer.

“Please… Oh my God, Kevin! Don’t stop.”

Fingers ghosted over his face and pressed against his lips, seeking

entrance. Knowing what to expect, Scott allowed the digits to part his

lips and sucked them deeper into his mouth. Stroking the sensitive tips

with his tongue, he concentrated on getting them as wet as he could.

The fingers were withdrawn and pressed at his yielding threshold.

He bit his lip to keep from begging as the tip of one of those fingers

entered him, opening him wider and allowing Kevin’s talented tongue

deeper. Even with his lip still firmly caught between his teeth, he

couldn’t keep from keening.

“Yes, baby. Sing for me!”

Kevin finger and tongue fucked him, and if the man was half as

talented with his dick, Scott would never be able to settle for sex with

a lesser mortal again. Unable to prevent himself, Scott sang as

commanded. Harsh groans and guttural sounds rising from him until

finally he wailed the other man’s name, as his balls drew up tight and

his aching cock twitched and pulsed.

Kevin sat back, languidly sliding his fingers in and out of Scott’s

passage, stroking his gland with every motion. Pulling his fingers

from Scott’s body, the other man reached for the lube and condoms.

“No!” Scott cried in frustration.

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“Don’t worry, babe.” Kevin rolled the condom down his engorged

cock.

Then slick fingers pressed inside him once more, spreading lube

in their wake. Scott swiveled and bucked his hips, fucking himself on

his friend’s hand.

“Ready for me?”

“More than ready. Just shut up and do it!”

The broad blunt head of his roommate’s cock pressed inward in

small shallow thrusts, until gradually he had accommodated the entire

length. Kevin shifted back and forth, the motion not enough to be

uncomfortable as Scott adapted to having another man inside him.

The sense of fullness, of completion, everything he had dreamed

about.

When he grew tired of waiting for the other man to move, Scott

leaned forward and then pushed back until he felt Kevin’s balls on the

smooth skin below the place where they were joined.

“Oh, no, you don’t! This is my show.” Kevin put his hand

between his shoulders and forced Scott down until his chest rested on

the tarp, his back arched and his ass up in the air. He turned his head

and looked over his shoulder to see Kevin watching his dick slide in