shady_ridge by Chris Owen

Author:Chris Owen [Owen, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-19T01:31:06+00:00

"Size doesn't matter," Hank said, eyeing the TV. "Mine has a better DVD player."

"Spoken like a man who has to compensate," Charlie told him, grin growing.

"Says you. I bet you coast along on just your size," Hank said, moving his gaze to eye up Charlie instead. "Shame, that," he added in an entirely fake tone of regret.

"That's entirely false," Charlie said, looking indignant even as he eyed Hank back. "You have no idea what I can do with my size. It takes a certain amount of talent to use it effectively, you know."

"Is that so?" It didn't escape Hank's notice that he was moving closer to Charlie, drawn like a magnet.

"Uh-huh." Charlie was moving, too, thankfully.

"Prove it." It was a challenge, Hank knew, even if it was given in a low, husky voice.

"I thought you'd never ask," Charlie said, his voice just as low. The space between them vanished, Charlie reaching and Hank moving.

Kissing Charlie was exactly like Hank remembered; warm and slow to start with, then more intense and a little more likely to induce a racing heartbeat. Charlie seemed to really like using his hands, too, with one in Hank's hair and the other much farther south, resting on Hank's hip.

Hank moved closer, pushing into the touches, and wondering what the hell was wrong with him, turning Charlie down days ago? This was good. Good enough to go back for more, again and again, until they were both sprawling on the couch, legs and arms braced various places for leverage while they tried to shove their tongues down each other's throats.

Charlie pulled away just as Hank started working on getting Charlie's T-shirt up, intent on exploring the skin at the small of his back. At first Hank resisted the way Charlie rose above him, taking himself out of range of Hank's mouth, but when Charlie peeled off the shirt on his own, Hank grinned.

"Should we discuss slowing down?" Charlie asked, looming over Hank, bare-chested, his nipples drawn up in tight peaks.

"I'm over it," Hank said, reaching up to pull him back.

"Thank God." Charlie fell back into another kiss, making pretty noises as Hank's hands wandered over what felt like acres of tight skin. A little shifting, a little shoving, and Hank felt Charlie's cock pushing at him, hard and insistent along Hank's hip.

Shady Ridge and the Neon Sky - 54

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