Gage pressed the length of his body securely against Trent’s, and he was unable to do anything more than splay his hands across Gage’s back and pull him in tighter, wrapping his arms completely around this man as he opened for the tongue thrusting forward. Trent was lost as Gage dived deeper inside his mouth, kissing him with a hunger and passion he’d never experienced before.
Chapter 12
“Hey, Gage, as hot as this show is you’re putting on out here in the hall, you should remember you have a room. It’s just down the hall and to the right,” an unknown voice said. Gage pulled only inches away, looking back over his shoulder. Trent cocked his head around to see the guy standing behind Gage. The newcomer was a striking man who looked very much like Gage, maybe not as tall or as good looking, but still formidable in his own right.
“Little brother… discretion. We’ve discussed this in the past,” Gage said.
“No, that was Garrett… I’m Gary… It’s hard to confuse us, because I’m four inches taller than him. By the way, Mom’s on her way up… And you’re welcome. You owe me because I would have enjoyed that show,” Gary said, chuckling. Gage moved quicker than Trent thought possible, ushering him down the hall to a random door. The hall looked very much like a hotel, but the door was unlocked and Gage opened it to one of the most luxurious homes he’d ever seen.
“Damn, Gage, this place…” Trent said, taking several steps inside the multi-level apartment with an open living area and floor to ceiling glass windows running all along the far wall, looking out over the city. He’d never seen anything like this and turned in a complete circle.
“No, no… I just got you alone. Just me… Focus just on me.” The doubt was back in Trent’s heart, and it must have shown clearly on his face. He took a step back again, needing space between them, but Gage would have none of it, stalking forward with purpose, drawing him back in while wrapping him tightly in his arms.
“It’s you and me. Nothing more.” He lowered his hand as he spoke, palming Trent’s rock hard cock, and began to massage. The sensations dueled with those of his insecurity, and Trent became a drowning man, completely in over his head. The internal fight for which emotion would dominate his heart caused an ache as he closed his eyes and rolled his hips into Gage’s hand.
When this night ended, if he let himself get any more emotionally involved, he’d be in the same position as the waiter. There could be no future with this man who held him, rubbing him so enticingly. They lived two completely different lives. Hell, his entire house would easily fit inside Gage’s living room with room to spare. Trent would become the next forgotten someone in a sea of forgotten men, but in his heart, Trent had known all this from the beginning, and the dull ache in his chest increased at the thought. Trent broke his well-placed rules, and they were there for a reason. Even now, there would be consequences, but from this point forward he resolved to make it only about the sex, and he needed desperately to have sex.
“Trent, look at me. Nothing’s changed. I can feel you want me, and dear God, I want you. Let me take care of you,” Gage said in deep husky voice filled with need. As Gage spoke, he thrust his hips into Trent, their cocks rubbing against one another. The hand never stopped caressing his rock hard dick. This seductive grind became too much, his need too high, and Gage watched him closely. Gage seemed to know the moment Trent gave in, because he leaned in, slanting his mouth over Trent’s, thrusting his tongue back into his mouth, and Trent met him greedily. The hesitation vanished, now everything stayed all about the sex… Trent matched the thrust of his hips, ramming himself further into Gage’s hand, and pulled him even closer to deepen the kiss. Gage began to work his belt off and Trent helped, allowing his pants to drop to the floor with his underwear following quickly behind.
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Gage’s knees hit the floor seconds before he took Trent into his mouth. The slick steel of Trent’s cock slid easily inside as if made to be there. He took him deep, all the way down his throat while he created an immediate gentle sucking. Gage trailed his fingertips up the inside of Trent’s muscular thighs to cup his sac, rolling the balls round in his palm as he gently mashed them together.
“Fuck, Gage, that feels good,” Trent groaned, his hand sliding over Gage’s face, Trent’s fingers caressing his cheek, jaw, and neck. Trent’s free hand tangled into Gage’s hair urging him on, rolling his hips, moving back and forth into the wet mouth. Gage brought the tip of Trent’s broad head to the edge of his lips and groaned as he sucked him back deep inside, letting Trent deep throat him, going as far as he could go, savoring Trent’s taste.
Over the last week, watching the bulge in Trent’s pants, Gage decided the guy was hung, but what a treat to finally get this big, thick cock in his mouth. It turned Gage on like nothing ever had before. His own dick strained against his slacks, and the sounds Trent made caused him to drip with anticipation of what might be coming his way. Gage lifted his eyes to Trent’s face as a new soft moan escaped his lips. Trent’s hips began to solidly move in the rhythm Gage created with his mouth, and Gage forced himself to relax, taking Trent deeper down his throat.
Trent’s eyes remained locked on his cock sliding in and out of Gage’s mouth. The intensity in his expression caused Gage to grip the base tighter, work him harder, and increase the tempo with his mouth. The reward came as Trent’s eyes rolled to the back of his head and his soft moan grew louder, letting Gage know he did everything just right.