A Marine Affair Read Free

them.
    “On the back of the toilet.” Eli kissed a path down his neck and wrapped a hand around Rick’s cock, stroking it until a drop of pre-cum beaded the tip. The hot water pummeled their skin. Rick reached out to find the bowl of condoms they kept in the bathroom, fumbling until he had an unopened one.
    Eli’s mouth wrapped around his cock. All the blood in his brain rushed south and he thudded back against the cool tile, exhaling through his teeth. Eli sucked him hot and hard, pulling him deep until the tip bounced the back of the man’s throat, then releasing him. His hand snaked underneath until he cupped Rick’s balls and massaged them with gentle squeezes at every swallowing motion.
    “Keep that up and I’m going to come….” Rick panted. They were supposed to be talking, but he couldn’t keep two thoughts together when Eli touched him, and damn the man, if he didn’t know his body so well.
    A deep chuckle vibrated around the head of Rick’s cock and his hips jerked—molten pleasure seized his nerves. Catching the man’s head, he pushed Eli away and sheathed his cock. Electricity skated up and down his spine. Eli watched him with lazy eyes, toying with his own cock, and heat pooled in Rick’s balls. Nothing got him off more than watching his lover touch himself.
    “Position,” he growled and Eli’s languid smile took on a predatory air. It didn’t matter that he let Rick top him, he maintained all the control.
    Obediently, Eli turned into the spray and put a hand on the wall, but his other hand stayed on his cock. He would jerk himself off. Sucking in a breath, Rick spread Eli’s ass cheeks, and tested the rim of his anus. The tight ring of muscles loosened with a little pressure. He wanted to ram his cock in, let the tight ring pump him dry—but he wouldn’t hurt him.
    He grabbed the lube they kept in the shower—like the condoms, the men kept it everywhere, liked to be prepared—and eased a finger into him. His cock throbbed, aching for release, but he forced patience. The slap and tickle of Eli’s hand working his own cock drove Rick wild.
    “Don’t come until I’m in,” Rick warned, sliding a second finger inside.
    Eli let out a harsh breath. The muscles on his neck flexed and his shoulders shook from the force of his own strokes. When Rick could slide in a third finger, he pulled his hand away and lined his cock up.
    The first push earned a gasp from both of them. Eli’s hand slowed and they worked together to seat Rick’s cock deep. Leaning his head back, Rick grasped Eli’s hips. “Are you close?”
    “Yeah.” The word rode on a harsh exhale and Rick grimaced at the need bunching up his balls. He rocked back and then slid in again and they both hissed at the pleasure of it. Finding his tempo, he began a slow, rhythmic thrust that Eli met. Biting his shoulder, he found Eli’s cock and teased it with a few strokes and then reached down further, teasing the soft skin of his balls.
    “You can come now….” He’d barely finished the last word and Eli went at his own cock hard, pumping it with long strokes as Rick encouraged him. He came with a hard shout, his ass clenching hard, and Rick let out a shout as his own orgasm crashed down on him.
    They shuddered together, rocking through their release until they could only lean against the shower wall. Thankfully, the hot water made clean up a simple process. Rick waited until they were dressed before bringing up the subject again.
    “Now that our pants are on, I really do want to talk about this….”
    He didn’t get much further because Eli stared at him and shook his head. “Let it go, man, or I’m out of here.”
    “You cannot shut me out like that and expect that I’m just going to be your bitch and say okay.” Anger bubbled up to the surface. “We’ve waited. You’ve blown me off—hell you just wanted to fuck in the shower to shut me up. I get that and I let you do it. But Eli—we need to talk about