Feel the Fire (Hotshots 3)

“I am.” Tucker bumped his hips forward, letting his cotton-covered cock graze Luis’s thigh. “Well, most of me at least. Now, tell me what you like.”

“You wanting specifics?” He didn’t want to push Tucker into fucking or give him a step-by-step plan to follow, not when letting things evolve on their own was so much fun. But if Tucker wanted a little direction, that he could manage. Tugging Tucker closer, he nuzzled his neck, loving the rub of the stubble there and on his jaw as he kissed his way up from Tucker’s shoulder. “This turns me on, right here.”

“Me too.” Tucker shuddered and rolled to his back, taking Luis with him.

“And this absolutely turns me on.” He grinned down at Tucker, adjusting their position so that he was straddling Tucker’s hips. Moving slow enough that he could gauge Tucker’s reactions, he rocked forward, letting their cocks rub together through their boxers. “And most definitely this.”

Bucking up to meet Luis’s slow grind, Tucker gave a breathy moan. “Definitely that.”

“Want to feel it with skin?”

“Yes.” Tucker joined him in wiggling out of their boxers, groaning low when their bare cocks touched for the first time.

“See? Another turn-on for me. Love feeling you like this.” He resumed a slow but firm rhythm, thrusting together. “You like it?”

“Uh-huh. More.” Tucker’s eyes fluttered shut and his hips started following Luis’s motions, making their cocks drag together between their bodies even more. The friction was delicious, but he also knew what would make it even better.

“How do you feel about lube?”

“Uh...” Tucker’s sudden intake of air and big eyes said that Luis had been right that he wasn’t quite ready to consider fucking as an option.

“Not for fucking,” he reassured, trailing his fingers down Tucker’s arms. “But slick can make this grinding together even sexier.”

That got him a tentative smile from Tucker as he bumped his pelvis up against Luis’s. “Bring on the sexy then.”

“You’ve got it.” He made quick work of getting the bottle from the nightstand where he’d stashed it. “This is what I use when I’m jerking off.”

Squeezing a little into his palm he slicked up both of their cocks, loving how Tucker moaned and bucked into Luis’s hand.

“Ahhh. Yeah. That’s good. Damn.” Tucker bit his upper lip as Luis aligned their bodies so that he could jack both cocks together. “And I should have known that the King of Paint Wars would like it a little messy.”

“Messy is good.” Taking away his hand, he dipped his head so that they could kiss while he rocked against Tucker, their cocks slipping past each other in a way that had them both moaning.

“Too good,” Tucker panted, body following Luis’s lead as easily as if they were dancing, movements perfectly in sync.

“No such thing.” Taking advantage of the way Tucker’s head had tipped back, Luis licked and sucked along his collarbones.

“Says you.” Tucker gave a laugh that ended on another moan.

When they’d kissed as teens, he’d always been so careful to never mark Tucker, never leave evidence of their secret passion. But now some primal urge made him drop a light love bite there, below where Tucker’s shirt would cover but something for him to know about nonetheless. Looking at his handiwork, he growled softly, hips picking up speed on their own.

“Damn. Hard to...hold back.” Eyes squishing shut, Tucker held Luis tighter as their bodies surged together.

“Don’t. Want you to feel good.” Hand on Tucker’s hip, he urged him faster. “Want to hear it and see it and feel it when you let go.”

“Soon. God. Luis.” Each of Tucker’s words was practically a whimper, and every sound had Luis right there on the edge too.

“That’s it. Damn, you are so sexy.” He tried to memorize all the little details—the sounds, the expression on Tucker’s face, the way his back arched, whole body tensing under Luis, the restless movements of his legs, one of which he hooked around Luis’s calf. Even the scent of sex thick in the air was sexy, ramping his desire up further. “You wanted to know what turns me on? This right here, you coming apart for me.”

“Want you to go too.” Tucker managed to sound demanding even as his body strained.

“Oh, I will.” He chuckled darkly because that much was a given, and trying to hold back wasn’t any easier for him than for Tucker.

“Good.” Drawing the word out on a moan, Tucker arched his body again. “Feel so close to you.”

“Me too.” So many emotions were swirling through him beyond the obvious physical pleasure. He could feel Tucker’s heart hammering against his chest, each intake of breath, every tensing muscle contributing to this sensation like they were...linked somehow. One in that moment. And knowing Tucker was feeling it too made it all so much better. Deeper.

“Yeah. Fuck. Want...” Trailing off as his body shuddered, Tucker moaned as his cock pulsed against Luis’s. In that instant, Luis would have promised him any damn thing he wanted.