Firefly Lane (Briar County 1)

“You wanna fight or fuck?” Roe asked, slightly breathless.

“If you’re not gonna take my hole, then I’m having yours.”

Roe smiled down at him, something Holden couldn’t read in his expression. Whatever it was, it made Holden’s pulse race and his chest swell, his whole damn world tilt on its axis.

“God, you’re fun,” Roe said, his voice hoarse.

Roe was fun too, but Holden couldn’t find the words to say it. Instead, he wrapped his legs around Roe, who sat up on his knees, still holding him close. In this position, Holden was straddling him, his ass on Roe’s thighs.

Roe spit in his hand and stroked Holden’s cock. “I can’t wait to take you, but eventually I’m gonna want you in me too.”

“I’ll fuck you tonight.”

“No. I want you to come from my cock.”

Roe kept jerking him as he leaned toward the nightstand. He pulled out a condom and lube. They’d had a discussion before about both of them being negative and on PrEP, so Holden hadn’t been sure if he’d use a rubber.

“Do you want this?” Roe asked.

“It’s up to you.”

“It’s up to both of us,” Roe countered.

“I wanna feel you…if you’re comfortable with that.” It was an admission for him, that this was different. What he had with Roe felt more.

“Fuck yes.” Roe tossed the condom. He squirted lube in his hand, slicked up his cock, then did the same with Holden’s hole. His large hands held Holden’s hips as he pulled him closer, then held the base of his shaft, leaning forward and pushing at Holden’s rim.

“Fuck…fuck…” Holden’s eyes rolled back as Roe breached him, stretching the first ring of muscles to squeeze inside. Holden held his hips up, Roe pushing in and tugging him even closer to position him the right way. “Jesus,” he hissed, trying to stay loose so Roe’s thick cock could fill him.

When Roe’s dick was buried to the hilt, they both breathed out in unison.

“Never gonna get enough of this ass…so hot, so tight.” Roe leaned back, one hand on the bed, the other on Holden’s thigh as he thrust up and into him before pulling out, over and over. Holden had one leg on each side of him, feet on the bed, ass and thighs on Roe, working with him, easing down on him, and savoring the feel of Roe’s thick rod as it plunged inside him. His own erection bounced as they moved, leaking, his heavy balls filling even more.

Roe made a deep, rumbling sound, before easing away, leaving Holden feeling empty. He reached for Roe again, who said, “Shh, darlin’. I’m not going anywhere, remember?”

Roe moved off the bed, stood next to it, and pulled Holden to him. Holden spread his legs, pulled them back as Roe gave him his cock again, leaning over him and pumping his hips. They kissed, sloppy and messy. Holden clutched at Roe’s slick back, pulling, needing him as close and deep as he could get.

He loved the feel of Roe’s scruff against his face. Holden nipped at his lip, kissed down Roe’s neck and sucked, not enough to leave a mark, even though he wished he could. “Take me from behind,” he ordered against Roe’s throat.

“Fuck yes.”

They flipped again, changing positions. Roe still stood, and he tugged Holden to his feet too, bent him over the bed, and entered him in one swift move.

Holden couldn’t get enough of him.

Their bodies slapped together as they fucked, as Holden tried to recall when it had ever been this good. He wanted to go all night, wanted to feel Roe over and over and over again. He touched places inside Holden no one had ever reached. Made him feel like there was nothing he couldn’t do.

“I’m getting close,” Roe said. “Can’t wait to fill you with my load.”

Those words made Holden’s cock twitch. He spit in his hand and began jacking himself. “Yeah…right there. Harder.”

Roe’s blunt nails dug into his hips, his movements quickening, his thrusts harder.

Holden’s balls tightened, and his vision went blurry as he shot. His hole constricted with each spurt, his cum shooting on Roe’s bed, just before Roe cried out. His dick jerked inside him, hot spurt after hot spurt filling Holden’s ass.

They fell into a crumpled heap on the bed, stuck together with sweat and cum, a tangle of limbs…and breathed.

That was…that was more than sex.

Roe kissed his cheek, his temple, his shoulder. “Goin’ with that honesty thing again here…it’s never been like that for me.”

“Yeah,” Holden replied softly. “Me neither.”

Roe kissed him again, sweet, gentle meetings of his lips on Holden’s skin. “I know you try to protect yourself. That you don’t let anyone in…because of your parents…even because of what happened with Marilee. You don’t think you’re worthy, but you are. Let me in. I won’t hurt you.”

Holden’s chest got tight, and he couldn’t speak around the knot in his throat. It wasn’t an admission, yet it was. And Roe was right. He knew Holden, had figured out who he was inside, had unlocked parts of him Holden didn’t know how to lock back up…or if he even wanted to. Maybe he just wanted to open up and let Roe all the way in.