Defined By Deceit

Llew groaned low and rough when Shane began to stroke his thick length in time with his own. He wanted Shane’s body pressed against him but he wanted it like this too. Shane spread his knees wider; pushing Llew’s even further apart, putting their balls snug against each other.

“I’m gonna come on you, babe. All over you and I want you to come all over my hand. I want you to have a clear view of us coming together. Keep those dark eyes open.” Shane bucked hard, his own words having the same effect on him that they were having on Llew. He felt him tighten his hold and start to work them both with purpose. Shane’s shoulders hunched in as he embraced the feelings overwhelming him and Llew followed his hero. He stopped trying to shield his reactions and gave Shane all that he was.

“Oh god,” Shane murmured when Llew gripped his muscular hips and forced Shane to move with him. He thrust up into Shane’s palm while pulling him down on him. “Feels so damn good. I can’t hold it anymore.”

“Fuck. I’m coming.” Llew huffed, already feeling out of breath. His eyes wide, and full of shock at what was approaching; he squeezed Shane’s thighs with the power of his orgasm, not the least concerned about hurting this man. From the looks and sounds of it, Shane was getting off on Llew’s strength. Instead of it doing a head-trip on him, the recognition that Shane wanted this sent a surge of dominant power through him that seemed to completely re-align his mind.

“Oh fuck! Fuck! Llewell.” Shane jolted forward from the impact of his first shot, sending it all the way to Llew’s throat. His naturally tanned body flushed a deep red, his eyes glazed over as he fought to keep eye contact with Llew. Shane stroked them both erratically in a punishingly tight fist, causing his own hips to lift up off Llew when he shot again and again, this time the creamy fluid coating the slick, dark hairs from Llew’s navel to his cock. It felt so goddamn good; he’d never realized how much he’d missed another man’s essence.

Llew growled and held Shane’s ass tight against him. Fire seared his spine but a cathartic coolness brought him back to earth all at the same time. His back arched painfully as he shot in Shane’s hand. Llew opened his mouth and let go of a guttural, pained, relief-filled moan as his balls released more than eight years’ worth of pent up need.

“Yes, baby. Let it all out,” Shane said, drowsily. Slowly milking Llew’s cock with his slick hands. His eyes were hooded and satisfied as he watched Llew’s body convulse through its erotic metamorphosis. “So good, Llewell.”

Llew was coming down from the highest high he’d ever felt. Coming that hard from jerking off, he smiled inside, fearing for both of their lives when they had intercourse. He said “when” in his head with conviction. Shane said he was going to let him fuck him and Llew believed every single word Shane said. “Gaaawd. Shane.”

“I’m here, babe. Just feel, don’t talk. I’m there with you,” Shane said softly.

Llew’s cock twitched and jerked happily. He finally let go of Shane’s hips, starting at the dark red hands prints he’d left behind.

Oh no.

“Mmmm. I like how those look on me, babe. Gives me something to jerk off to tonight. Your hands are strong, full of control and authority. It was you letting that part of you come back to life that allowed you to get an erection and come like that.” Shane leaned in, pressing a tender kiss on his lips.

Llew held him close with one hand planted possessively on the back of his neck, while the other gently rubbed the bruise on his left hip. He watched Shane with irresistible desire. “You made me come like that.”

“Well we can happily agree to disagree every single time, just like that.” Shane chuckled against his throat, licking out his hot tongue to trace Llew’s Adam’s apple, and he’d be damn if his cock didn’t jerk to life again.

“It’s definitely you.” Llew chuckled with him.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Shane was speeding on I-95 heading into Wilson, NC. This was the last thing he wanted to be doing on a Friday evening. He had no choice but to be there to make sure his crew got their OSHA certs done. He banished work to the back of his mind and thought about what was on the forefront of his mind… Llewell.

Every time he thought about Llew’s orgasm last night, he got rock hard. He’d done it. Well Llew said he’d done it. But all Shane did was let Llewell be who he was. He showed the big man that he wasn’t afraid of him like so many in their town. Treating Llew like he was going to drag them into the closest alley and have his way with them. Idiots. Llew was so kind underneath all those muscles; and behind that guarded expression was a man that needed love, and companionship. Shane needed those things too. He hadn’t shared much of his past with Llew because it was boring and typical. He did what all the country bumpkins did in Henderson, NC while growing up. He went to church like a good boy, and did everything to please his momma. He didn’t go to college, his father said he didn’t need a degree in kissing a professor’s ass to run the family business. So there it was. All that spelled was boring. Llew was fascinating in so many ways. Not just being a survivor, but he was brilliant. Naturally brilliant, an artist.