but fell back onto the pillow instead.
Alex put his forearm over his eyes, the palm facing upward as he hid his
expression from Kyle. Alex's whisper was barely audible. "Fuck…"
Kyle didn't even realize he'd moved closer
until he ran a finger over that warm palm. Alex's fingers nearly convulsed at
his soft touch but then closed to hold him trapped.
"I'm a top," Alex mumbled, the
words anguished and drawn out of somewhere deep inside him.
"I know," Kyle said, even as he
strangled his disappointment with ruthless decision. He wasn't upset…he wasn't.
Damn it. "We can…help each other out though."
Alex didn't uncover his eyes, but he nodded,
shuffled across the bed a little, and then pulled Kyle closer.
Kyle stretched out beside the human and had
no clue what to do next. He knew what he would have done if the man was anyone
else, but even though he'd suggested they "help each other," he
wasn't really sure how to proceed.
The fact that Alex kept his face covered was
more than a little disconcerting. Instinct practically demanded that Kyle roll
on top of the man, force his arm out of the way, and take his lips in a deep,
sensual kiss, before ramming his hard cock deep inside the man's body. Fuck,
they didn't even have lube. Even if he thought Alex was willing, he wouldn't
have done that.
But, oh, how he wanted to.
Yet he knew how he would react to such a
move and had to assume that Alex would likely react the same way.
Kyle tugged gently on Alex's hand and sighed
in relief when the man finally removed his arm from across his eyes and rolled
onto his side to face Kyle.
"We don't have to do this," Kyle
whispered, his hand automatically finding a resting place against Alex's warm
cheek. "I can go back to my room and we can pretend this never
happened."
"No," Alex said quickly, his
urgent response music to Kyle's ears. "I need you."
The confession seemed torn from deep inside
Alex, the kind of admission that Kyle knew from his own experience was very
hard to voice out loud.
Kyle leaned in and pressed his lips against
Alex's, inhaling the soft groan from the man even as he deepened the kiss and
played his tongue over Alex's teeth. He slid a hand down Alex's side, skimming
over the warm skin until he reached the soft material of the man's boxer
shorts. He didn't complain when Alex did the same, shuddering with need as they
each dragged the material aside and wrapped a fist around each other's cocks.
"Fuck," Alex whispered as he ran
his hand up and down Kyle's length. "You're hung like a horse."
Kyle managed to laugh softly. "Like a
bear, actually."
Alex stilled, his
breathing uneven as he finally made eye contact with Kyle. "This is…the
weirdest experience of my life."
Kyle was pretty sure the man was referring
to the entire day and not just the fact that they'd ended up in bed together.
He was about to offer to stop, again, when Alex tightened his hold on Kyle's
cock and twisted slightly, the movement dramatically increasing the sensation.
Kyle gasped, unprepared for the confidence behind Alex's touch, or the way it
made him feel.
He returned the favor, increasing the
strength of his hold on Alex's cock, squeezing just a little tighter on every
upstroke.
"Holy fuck." Kyle didn't even realize he'd spoken the words out loud until his
cock throbbed again, threatening to dump his load all over Alex's hand and
stomach. Alex grunted in surprise, but didn't stop him when Kyle went with his
instincts and pushed Alex onto his back. Before the man could utter a protest,
Kyle pressed their cocks together, the slippery friction of their combined
pre-cum making them both groan in response.
Threading their fingers together, Alex lay
beneath him, his eyes now on Kyle, his pleasure very
clearly written on his face. He was allowing Kyle to take control. He wasn't
quite submitting to his dominance, but he was giving himself over freely. It
was so unexpected that Kyle lost it, coming all over Alex's stomach as the man
grinned in
Jerry B. Jenkins, Chris Fabry