Firefly Lane (Briar County 1)

They pulled their shirts off, made quick work of their shoes and the rest of their clothes, and tumbled to the bed, nothing but hard, hungry bodies. Holden lingered over him, looking down. “How did this happen?” He leaned in, rubbed his nose against Roe’s, their groins grinding slowly together.

“I don’t know, but I’m glad it did.”

“What if I screw it up?” Holden asked, and his question damn near broke Roe’s heart.

“Stop taking the weight of the world on your shoulders. You might screw up sometimes, and I sure as shit will too. That’s life. People have hurt you, but that’s not your fault. You didn’t chase them away.” Which was what Roe knew Holden was afraid of.

Holden didn’t answer with words, instead using his mouth to stroke Roe’s tongue with his own, kissing and thrusting as Roe grabbed his tight ass, then ran his hands up Holden’s large body and back down to his butt again.

Holden nuzzled Roe’s neck, his chest, nibbled his pec, and sucked his nipple as Roe reached over and plucked the lube from the drawer.

Holden knelt between his spread thighs and slicked his fingers, then tossed the container to the bed. He bent forward, sucked Roe’s cock into his mouth while his fingers sought Roe’s hole.

It’d been a long time since Roe had someone inside him. He used his toys sometimes, liked to finger himself to get off, but he hadn’t bottomed for a man in years. He was fucking dying for it. He damn near dissolved into the bed, feeling the hot suction of Holden’s mouth around his dick, the tip of his finger as he circled Roe’s rim before pushing inside.

“Fuck yes.” God, he needed this. Roe snapped his hips, fucking into Holden’s mouth.

It didn’t take long before one digit became two, Holden opening Roe up while giving him his mouth.

“That’s it, darlin’. Fuck yeah. Jesus, I can’t wait until it’s your cock inside me.” Roe was aching, leaking. His eyes rolled back at the addition of a third finger inside him.

Then Holden pulled off, looked down at him, watching him while he played with Roe’s ass. “Look at you. You fucking want it, Roe. Tell me.”

“Give me your dick,” Roe demanded, and the smile that pulled at Holden’s mouth was so big, so bright, Roe felt it in his chest.

“If you insist.” He grabbed the bottle again and lubed up his cock. “Turn over. Hands and knees.”

Holden didn’t have to ask him twice. Roe went ass up for him. Holden knelt behind him, rubbed Roe’s globes. “Christ. I don’t know whether I want to eat it or fuck it.”

“Fuck me, Holden. Need this, to feel you this way.”

Holden cursed, held the base of his cock, and angled it at Roe’s hole. He pushed in slowly. He was thick, not quite as thick as Roe was, but Roe definitely felt the stretch, the burn, the familiar fullness that made him leak with need.

“Look at you, arching your back just right for me,” Holden said, and Roe tightened himself. “Oh fuck!”

“You like that?”

“How’d you get the upper hand?” Holden teased, then rubbed Roe’s ass as he kept pushing in until the hair at his groin brushed against Roe’s cheeks.

He pulled out to the tip, then thrust forward again. He didn’t go slow or easy on Roe, and he wouldn’t take it any other way. He liked to fuck hard.

Holden held his hips with so much pressure, there would be marks. He loved that. His cock bobbed, bumped up and down against his stomach as he moved back against Holden, savoring the feel of this man he loved.

He could feel the quickening in Holden’s thrusts, how his movements became sharper, needier. Holden reached around and gripped Roe’s erection as he took him, but Roe swatted his hand away. “No. You’re coming in my ass, and then I’ll fill yours.”

Holden growled. “Fuck yes.”

He was hitting Roe’s prostate, which made it hard as hell not to come, but he wanted Holden after this. Roe worked himself, pushed backward, meeting Holden, whose breathing picked up, his thick rod stretching Roe.

“I’m gonna come. Jesus, I’m gonna come.” His cock jerked inside Roe, thick spurt after thick spurt shooting. Damn, Roe had missed the feeling of cum inside him. Hadn’t felt it since his ex.

He wanted Holden to mark him everywhere, inside and out.

“Jesus,” Holden said breathlessly. He pulled out, and then Roe was tugging him down, turning him so Holden lay on his stomach, left leg bent to the side.

Roe grabbed the lube, slicked two fingers, and pressed them into Holden’s hole before wetting his cock.

Holden looked over his shoulder at Roe, his stare deep and penetrating as Roe pushed at him. He didn’t have to go as slow as Holden had when he’d taken him.

The second all that tight heat was around him, Roe trembled. “There’s nothing like being inside you.”