On Point (Out of Uniform 3) - Page 52
“All right. So you’re flexible. They weren’t. I can so work with that.” Ben gave him a feral grin while stopped at a red light.
Maddox snorted because Ben had never been shy about sharing his love of topping. Thinking about that made a little shiver race up his spine. Yeah, he could work with that too.
“But with your leg and my shoulder...flexible might have to wait.” Ben sounded like the world was denying him a month of desserts. “What else do you like? What do you jerk off to?”
Oh God. Were they really having this conversation? You was not an answer Maddox was willing to share, especially right then. “I don’t watch much porn,” he admitted at last. “I’m pretty darn vanilla, really. I like watching guys get off. Solo amateur stuff.”
“Aha!” Ben crowed like Maddox had given him a pass to kick the winning goal in a soccer match. “That’s not boring. At all. How’d you like the live action version of that?”
Heat rose to Maddox’s face and his pulse started to thrum. Yeah, he could get into this, particularly if it made Ben happy. Ben seemed to need some sort of sexual mission, and Maddox liked the idea of meeting that need, especially if it meant getting to watch something he’d dreamed about for years. Okay, maybe I do have fantasies. He smiled to himself, but Ben picked up on it and gave him a return grin as he pulled into his parking space.
“I’d say race you to the bedroom, but the last thing we need is one of us more banged up than we already are.” Ben’s laugh went a long way to easing Maddox’s discomfort at having shared so much.
“How about a leisurely stroll straight to the bedroom?” Maddox had known all day that they’d get back to this place, but it didn’t stop the thrill coursing through him, making his hand with the keys shake.
“You’re on.” Ben’s smile could power the entire apartment complex.
As soon as they were in Maddox’s bedroom, Ben pulled off his shirt. They’d slept in their boxers last night, but Maddox hadn’t let himself really look at Ben naked yet. Still felt a bit forbidden, all the years he hadn’t let himself even entertain the thought while changing around each other. But Ben had the sort of body that absolutely begged for appreciation. Movie star face with chiseled jaw. Broad shoulders that even now were still well-defined, along with his hair-sprinkled pecs. Narrow hips and waist. Biceps for days. If the Navy wanted to model an action figure on a real SEAL, Ben would be perfect for it.
Ben kicked his pants off, then motioned to Maddox. “Is you clothed part of how this usually plays out in your head or can I help you get out of your clothes? Dying to watch you too.”
Maddox wasn’t anything special to look at, not like Ben, but he still liked the appreciation in Ben’s eyes. And he more than liked Ben’s nimble fingers tracing his shorts waistband, pulling his T-shirt free. “You can help.”
Ben rewarded him with a huge grin, and he pushed down Maddox’s shorts before stooping to free them from Maddox’s cast. Then he tugged off Maddox’s shirt, hands sweeping over Maddox’s chest. His neck prickled with warmth again. He wasn’t smooth and lithe like the young guys Ben typically brought around. Too thick. Too built. Too fuzzy.
But Ben didn’t seem to care, not right now at least, growling as he came in for a kiss. “Fuck, you turn me on. Tell me what would do it for you. You watching me from across the room? Or you want up close and personal?” Ben’s wink was a good clue as to which he preferred.
Maddox supposed if they’d come this far that he could share the whole fantasy without dying of embarrassment. Might be pretty tame compared to what Ben was used to, but it was downright filthy for him. “Want you to come on me,” he whispered. “Jerk yourself off while I watch, talking to me while you do it, then shoot on my chest.”
“For someone who rarely curses, you do like the dirty talk, don’t you?” Ben gently pushed Maddox back on the bed, then shimmied out of his boxers. He let Maddox arrange himself with the pillows behind him, then knelt next to him, dick mere inches from Maddox’s face.
Licking his lips, Maddox nodded. “You’re pretty good at it,” he allowed, the memories of watching him with Canaan swirling through his head, heating him up even further. “Show me how you do it when you’re alone.”
“I like to touch myself all over.” Ben ran his hand up and down his torso before tweaking his nipple. His left arm was no longer in a sling, but Ben was still very cautious about using it thanks to the dire warnings of the therapists, and it was no surprise that he mainly explored his body with his right hand. “I like playing with my nipples. If it wasn’t for the Navy frowning on it, I’d totally get them pierced.”
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