Roman’s lips nipped and sucked at his jaw and throat as his hand slipped behind Hunter to palm his ass. Heat shot out to all his limbs as Roman began grinding against him just as his thick, rough fingers drifted under the waistband of his jeans to graze over his heated flesh. It wasn’t until a second hand reached down to rub over his aching cock that Hunter realized his hands were free. He quickly dropped them down to wrap around Roman’s neck and fisted one hand in Roman’s hair so that he could force him back up for another bone melting kiss.
The hand that had been palming his ass disappeared and Hunter gasped when he felt his jeans being loosened, then opened. His underwear was brushed aside just as quickly and Roman swallowed Hunter’s cry of pleasure as Roman’s fist closed around Hunter’s cock. He knew it was too much too fast but there was no stopping the tingling that started at the base of his spine. Roman gave him just a couple of tugs before he pulled back from Hunter entirely. Hunter wanted to cry out at the loss but the sight of Roman releasing his dick from his pants had him snapping his mouth shut. He had no idea if Roman was expecting him to jerk him off or take him into his mouth but he didn’t have to wonder for long because Roman pressed forward again so that their leaking cocks brushed against one another and then he was taking them both in his big hand.
The sensation was almost too much to bear but Hunter couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Roman’s hand working their shafts over at the same time. The contrast of Roman’s rough hand and the soft skin of his cock brushing against Hunter’s aching flesh was so powerful that Hunter began shoving his hips forward in an effort to increase the sensation. Roman’s response was to press him back against the tree and seize his mouth as he began fisting their dicks in earnest. The orgasm wrenched through Hunter with such force that he had to tear his lips from Roman’s so that he wouldn’t inadvertently bite into the tender flesh. His body jerked uncontrollably as jet after jet of come spurted from his body.
Roman’s face was plastered against his neck and his roar of satisfaction ripped through Hunter causing more come to spill from his body. He managed to look down just as Roman’s seed shot from his reddened cock and the sensation of the hot come dripping over the head of his own cock left Hunter shaking. Lips closed over his as a hot, greedy tongue surged into his mouth. The hold on his dick eased and then disappeared entirely but before Hunter could register the loss, he felt Roman’s fingers plunging into his mouth. The taste of his and Roman’s come should have freaked him out but the dark, hungry look in Roman’s gaze as he fed Hunter the evidence of their release had him sucking down every last drop he could find. And then Roman’s mouth was on his again and Hunter gave up on all rational thought and threw himself into returning the kiss.
***
“I can’t be gay.”
Roman wasn’t sure if the fact that Hunter used the word “can’t’ instead of “not” was a good thing. He supposed he should just be glad Hunter was even speaking at all. After what had happened in the woods behind Gray and Luke’s cabin, Hunter hadn’t said a single thing. He hadn’t fought Roman when Roman took his hand and led him back to the cabin and when he’d introduced Hunter to Gray and Luke, Hunter had merely nodded his head. But only after he’d removed his hand from Roman’s. They’d both passed on Gray’s offer of dinner and had gone to the guest bedroom to try and get some sleep even though it wasn’t even eight o’clock at night yet. Hunter had managed a call to his father saying he was staying with a friend again but if he’d been accepting the night before, he wasn’t tonight and Roman had clearly heard him yelling at Hunter to get his ass home. At that point, Roman had picked up his own phone and dialed Malcom Greene’s number. Malcom had put his son on hold instantly and answered on the first ring and as Roman watched Hunter hang up his phone and crawl under the covers fully dressed, Roman had distracted Malcom with discussion about the next steps concerning the property. Once he’d hung up, he waited to see if Hunter’s phone would ring again but it remained blessedly silent.
Roman had stripped down to his underwear and climbed into bed with Hunter but didn’t reach for him. While he had no idea if Hunter was regretting the encounter by the tree, Roman was wrestling with the impact of it. The whole thing had been quick and dirty and barely counted as sex but it had been fucking perfect and Roman couldn’t remember ever coming as hard as he had in that moment when Hunter’s hot come had slid over his hand. There were so many things about his relationship with Hunter that should have had him running for the hills – their 12-year age difference, Hunter’s virginity which he considered just that since he refused to call what those bikers had done to him a sexual act, Hunter’s need to punish himself for a past he didn’t know how to escape and now this…the young man who’d just blown everything he’d ever known about sex out of the water didn’t want to be gay.