Brush Strokes by Max Hudson

Author:Max Hudson [Hudson, Max]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

"It's beautiful," Tony said, leaning a hand on Frankie's shoulder, looking at the composed sketch, roughly colored already, where he reclined, angelic and peaceful, like a saint of some description. He bit a chunk of licorice and chewed thoughtfully. "You are truly talented, however much you have grown to hate your art."

Frankie shook his head. "You don't quite get it yet. I hate the process. I fucking love the results," he explained.

Tony swallowed the licorice and laughed a little. "OK, that is pretty cool I guess. At least you're getting something out of it," he said.

"Being able to see you like that is a bonus, of course," Frankie said, looking Tony up and down.

"Are we done working?" Tony asked, stepping closer, his naked body pressing against Frankie's clothed one.

Frankie smiled. "Yeah, work time is over."

Tony leaned in and kissed Frankie hard. His tongue in Frankie's mouth felt soft and firm at once and tasted of strawberry licorice. Tony moaned as Frankie bit lightly down. Frankie sighed into the kiss and held Tony there, relishing the warmth of Tony's body under his hands. Tony pulled back and gasped for air a bit. "Let's go to the cottage," he said, eyes glazed with lust.

Frankie nuzzled Tony's ear. "Let's go," he agreed, his heart racing already.

"You want to try out being the bottom?" Tony asked in a hushed, sensual murmur as they walked into the cottage and he stripped out of his dressing gown. "It's fun, you might actually like it if you try."

Frankie froze. That was an offer he didn't quite feel ready for. He smiled. "Oh, I- I don't know." Visions of that dream, Tony's fingers and tongue inside him, flashed, mixing with his own memories of similar activities with women. He had gone that far at least.

"I mean, we don't have to do it," Tony said, guiding Frankie upstairs. "I was just asking."

"I thought it was like... one person is always the bottom," Frankie replied, furrowing his brow. "Like a guy and a girl, I suppose."

Tony shook his head. "There are some tops and some bottoms, but most people switch it up a bit. At least most people I've known. Like, why miss out on getting laid cause you're both only into one thing?"

That actually made a lot of sense. Frankie had been assuming Tony was the girl again. But there was no girl. They were both men. They both had the ability and the desire to penetrate and be penetrated. It wasn't like Frankie was stuck in one role any more. But it scared him.

"Shall we just stick to what we know?" Tony asked, beginning to pull off Frankie's shirt.

"I really don't know," Frankie said with a nervous chuckle, looking at Tony's beautiful body, unable to draw his eyes away from Tony's slowly swelling erection, his uncut cock starting to flush a little.

Why was this difficult all of a sudden? Frankie had felt okay with who he was, but now it felt different. He was okay being into men and women.

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