Off Base (Out of Uniform 1)

Emboldened, Zack started a slow but steady rhythm of retreating, sucking hard, before sliding forward, licking a little as he got more comfortable.

“Not gonna last,” Pike panted, shoving at Zack’s shoulders again. “Just finish me with your hand—”

Zack growled and sucked harder. He didn’t take orders from Pike. He needed Pike’s orgasm so badly that his whole body trembled with it, and slick sweat gathered at the small of his back. He tilted his head, trying to find a better angle. Pike’s patch of hair tickled his nose and lips, but Zack couldn’t care less. He moaned around Pike’s dick, loving how damn full his mouth and throat felt, loving the sensation of swallowing around that hard length.

“Zaaaa—coming.” Pike made a series of inhuman noises as he came down Zack’s throat, coating his mouth and tongue when Zack slid back to milk him through the aftershocks with his tongue. He tasted different than Zack did—and yeah, he’d tasted his own spunk. More than once. Pike tasted saltier, earthier and so fucking intoxicating.

Pike gripped Zack’s head, fingers digging into his hair, and...fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Just that twinge of added sensation, the tug at his scalp, coupled with the taste of Pike on his tongue and Pike chanting his name above him, and Zack was coming too, pulling back so that he could breathe through the aftershocks, not caring that his lips and cheeks got painted with the last of Pike’s orgasm.

“Oh my God.” Pike was laughing now, a glorious sound, a release of all that pent-up energy they’d shared, and Zack couldn’t help from joining in. “Did you seriously just come untouched from sucking me?”

Zack looked down at his pants. “Yup.”

“That’s like the hottest thing ever.” Pike sank down next to him on the hardwood floor. He rested his head on Zack’s shoulder and for a long moment everything was as perfect as it had ever been in Zack’s life, but then Pike straightened, sadness clouding his green eyes.

“Now we talk.”

Chapter Ten

“Got something you’d like to tell me?” Pike waited for a reply, grabbing his towel from the floor. No way did he need his junk hanging out for this talk. Zack ran his hands through his short blond hair, fingers clawing like he’d be yanking it if it were longer. This was where poor confused straight boy freaked the fuck out that he just sucked cock like a champ. Pike had seen this movie before, and he hated the ending, even if the middle was kind of hot. Okay, very hot.

Damn, but Zack was good at giving head. What he lacked in technique and practice, he made up with sheer ballsy enthusiasm. Of course the guy who jumped out of airplanes was going to try to deep-throat on his first go. And succeed.

And no matter how much he needed Zack to talk, Pike had had every intention of returning the favor for him, but then Zack’s bigger body had shuddered like he was electrocuted...

And okay, Pike was going to have to stop thinking about Zack coming untouched unless he wanted his cock to spring back to life. He needed to focus on what was really important.

“Do you have to be so...harsh about it?” Zack whispered, resting his head on his knees. “I’m trying. There are some things I haven’t ever said aloud to anyone.”

“I’m sorry.” Maybe he was being a bit of a dick about this. He could do better, and he reached over, rubbing Zack’s warm, smooth back muscles. God, shirtless in nothing but camo pants, he looked like the cover model on one of his mom’s romantic suspense novels, right down to the broody expression. “It’s okay. Take your time. Maybe—”

Pike was on the verge of offering Zack an out when he finally spoke. “I don’t like girls—women. Not in the way you’re supposed to.”

“There is no supposed to.” Pike kept his voice gentle, keeping back the incredulous tone that wanted to smack some sense into certain people in Zack’s life. “Some people are attracted to women. Some people aren’t. It’s all just biology and genetics.”

“Then why does it feel like a failure? Why does it burn so much that I can’t make myself feel what other guys do? My brother was banging his girlfriend at sixteen when he was supposed to be babysitting me. He didn’t care what the church or Mom and Dad said about abstinence. He couldn’t wait to do all that stuff.”

“You’re not a failure,” Pike said firmly, still stroking Zack’s back. “Dude, you’re a freaking navy SEAL. You’re not a failure just because you like dick.”

Zack shook his head but he gave Pike a weary smile. “That’s not how my family would see it. Every good thing I’ve done, every choice I’ve made, none of it would count if I were gay. So I’ve told myself for a decade now that I’m not. Doesn’t matter what goes on in my head when I...you know. I figured I could be straight if I wanted it bad enough.”