Full Disclosure (Nice Guys 2)

He lifted the tie from his collar and unbuttoned his shirt. He slid off the dress shirt, and tugged the white undershirt over his head, then he reached for the lube and condoms in the nightstand. He grabbed those as he worked his slacks and underwear down, tossing them on the end of the bed where he placed his shirts. His socks came off as he stood with one hand on the dresser.

“You’re sexy as hell,” Mitch said from the bedroom door.

“How hard do you want it?” Cody asked, trying to keep his nerve. Mitch was shirtless. That expansive tattooed chest always did funny things to his stomach, and he looked away to help keep his goals in sight. He wanted Mitch Knox in his life like he had never wanted anything before.

“How hard you got, cowboy?” Mitch smirked, walking forward. He was much slower at undressing, and his actions became Cody’s very own strip tease. He knew Mitch wiggled his ass and gripped his rigid cock, stroking himself, just for show. It worked and Cody had to force his eyes away from the sight in front of him. He turned on the small lamp on the nightstand and turned off the bright overhead light.

He then took his time to walk across the room and shut the bedroom door to block out the light from the living room. The last thing he did was push back the curtains over the large windows, exposing the view of the Austin skyline. He prayed they were high enough up and dark enough inside the room to keep from being seen by any roving eyes.

“It’s a great view,” Mitch said, looking out the window before moving his attention back to Cody. Mitch’s gaze ran up and down his body, taking him all in. The way he looked at Cody made him grow even harder. “I can’t imagine ever getting tired of looking at that.”

Cody didn’t respond any more than the involuntary twitch his cock gave at Mitch’s lust-filled stare. He kept it cool as he opened the condom box and the bottle of lube for easy access. Maybe he could catch Mitch off guard with the way they were standing. Mitch had his back to him for the moment.

Mitch had been trained for the sudden attack, so he slowly slid in behind him, kissed his shoulder, and then his neck. He placed his hands on Mitch’s waist. He had to be careful—the steel beam could work for what he had planned if he didn’t damage anything on Mitch’s body in the execution.

“Trust me?” Cody asked quietly.

“Oh yeah,” Mitch cooed and laid his head back on Cody’s shoulder, turning in for a full kiss. The exact move he needed. He smiled as he leaned in, lightly kissing Mitch’s lips. He took the silk tie from around his neck and slid his palms down Mitch’s arms. In that moment, everything changed. Mitch opened to kiss him, and Cody drove their bodies forward, wrenching Mitch’s wrists above his head, taking care as they slammed into the support beam. The grunt Mitch gave made it very clear Cody had taken him by surprise and now had the upper hand, if only for a moment.

He ground his hips violently into Mitch's ass as he gripped both wrists in his one hand, and wrestled them up above his head. He tied Mitch’s wrists together with the silk necktie and bound him to the steel beam. He was strong and he knew Mitch was just as strong, but in this moment, Mitch gave in to him. “Can you feel me, Deputy Marshal?” He pressed his body against Mitch and held him there, securing the knot as his cock slipped up and down the crevice of Mitch’s ass.

“Fuck yeah,” Mitch moaned. He pulled and then wrenched at his wrists, struggling to free his hands. Mitch tried in vain to get free. Watching him struggle made Cody hard as hell.

He stayed on Mitch, pressed against his back, as he ran the palm of his hands up and down Mitch’s brawny arms. He leaned forward and whispered in Mitch’s ear, “Don’t fight me, it just makes me harder.”

“I want it.” Mitch arched his back, grinding his ass farther into Cody. The move fueled Cody’s lust, and he involuntarily met Mitch’s ass with a solid roll of his hips. He ran his nose up the back of Mitch’s neck and inhaled the scent of his skin.

“Mmm…you smell so fuckable,” he hissed against the shell of Mitch’s ear. He ran his hands to the front of Mitch’s chest, pressed his body head to toe against him, and shifted his hips. One hand moved to Mitch’s neck and the other hand slid lower, his fingers traveling down Mitch’s flat stomach and farther into the closely trimmed hair at the base of his cock.

“Kiss me,” Cody hissed into Mitch’s ear. At that point, it wasn’t a request. The urge to taste Mitch’s kiss on his lips overwhelmed him. He tightened his grip on the side of Mitch’s neck and jaw and turned his head at an awkward angle, holding Mitch where he wanted him. Effortlessly, he slid his tongue inside Mitch’s mouth.

Mitch pulled away and whispered, “I want this…need you,” before leaning back as far as he could and allowing Cody complete and total access to his mouth. The little sex noises Mitch made kept him working harder. He gripped Mitch’s cock and roughly stroked him. Mitch bucked up into his fist. But the grinding backward Mitch had done had come to an abrupt halt. Now he was arching forward, shoving himself into Cody’s hand. Mitch had abandoned the kiss, arching forward, and Cody reached low with his other hand, gripping his balls.

“If you don’t want this, you better say something now. It’s the last chance you’re gettin’,” Cody growled into Mitch’s ear. He wasn’t sure where his words came from, because they certainly were the only rational thought running through his head. He rolled Mitch’s balls in the palm of his hand and Mitch widened his stance. The heady smell of their arousal filled the room, shooting straight to his balls.