Tara Lain - Balls to the Wall 2 - Fire Balls by Tara Lain

Author:Tara Lain [Lain, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

His cock was just softening from the most perfect orgasm of his life, but Rod already felt uneasy. Not a good sign. What was it? Oh yeah. The trembling, bone-stiff log lying under him.

He had to get up but damn, he didn’t want to. Getting up meant facing the music and right now, every cell in his body was humming a happy tune. When he got up, his heart would break and spill its contents all over his life. He had fucked Hunter, and nothing would ever be the same.

Hunter’s back shifted. Rod sighed, rolled off him, and asked, “Can I get you something?”

Hunter shook his head, still lying on his stomach.

Rod eased off the condom. Soggy and limp, just like this situation. He got up and went to the bathroom, dumped the rubber, and warmed a washcloth under the tap. When he returned to Hunter, he was upright, sitting on the edge of the daybed, arms on his knees and head hanging. Rod sat beside him and reached out to wipe Hunter’s cock, but he seized the cloth and began cleaning himself.

Well, shit. “It’s OK. You can tell him I seduced you.”

“Who?” Hunter glanced up briefly. “Oh, Jerry.” His hands got interesting again. “No, it was my fault. I don’t know why I did it.” His head sprang up. “I didn’t mean it that way. You’re so beautiful, but I just don’t usually have sex with men I don’t know.”

Beautiful? OK, trying too hard. “I suspect you’ve been masquerading as a top at the same time you’ve been doing your firefighter impersonation.”

Hunter’s head jerked up this time. “What? Whaddaya mean?”

“I happen to know that Jerry prefers to bottom.” He held up his hands. “Because he’s told me. That means you’ve been topping him, and I’m willing to bet you always do. It’s the Greek syndrome.”

“I don’t understand.”

“The Greeks and even the Romans condoned male-male sex as long as it was between an older, more powerful man and a younger one. You know, a twink. It wasn’t OK for the dominant male to be penetrated. It was demeaning. You’re a bottom in a top’s body. People expect you to be dominant. Hell, you expect you to be dominant, but it’s not who you are. You probably don’t get turned on much by topping. So when I topped you, it was natural to submit. You enjoyed it.”

Hunter was staring at Rod like he’d grown an extra head.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to pontificate.” Rod grabbed his clothes from the floor and started pulling on his pants commando.

Hunter jumped up and grabbed his stuff from the chair. If there were prizes for getting dressed in record time he would have won hands down. “I gotta go.”

“I know.”

“Sorry you didn’t get much work done.”

Rod didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “There were compensations.”

And the man of his dreams left the way he had come.

* * * A block from the studio, Hunter pulled into a half-vacant parking lot and turned off the car. He examined himself in the rearview mirror.

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