Christian (The Beck Brothers Series) (6 page)

“
What
can I do? Is there anything?
”
Christian
asked.

“
You
can suck my fucking dick, you asshole. You called them didn
’
t
you?
”
Shea shouted and opened his
eyes to glare at Christian in accusation.

He
frowned.
“
I called
Quinn and asked him to pick up your goddamn Frosty,
”
he snapped.

“
Well
that was fucking stupid. You knew they would all show up!
”

Christian
raked a hand through his hair and paced away.
“
I
can
’
t deal with this shit right
now, Shea,
”
he
muttered and started toward the kitchen.

“
Where
are you going?
”
Shea called
after him.

“
I
need a break from your nasty attitude,
”
he replied before storming out of the back door and slamming the door behind
him.

“
Dammit!
”
Shea yelled into the now empty house.

He
wasn
’
t trying to be an asshole but
he just couldn
’
t help it
when he was in pain. Shea sat there brooding for a good fifteen minutes, waiting
for the medicine to kick in. Soon, the pain was down to a dull throb, and he
could get himself off the couch. He knew where Christian went, so he headed in
that direction. Out the back door, he followed the path that led to the garage.
He didn
’
t bother
knocking, he just walked in. The smell of paint and mustiness hit him in the
face as he entered. Christian was standing with his back toward the door as he
painted on a large canvas that was set up on an easel. He looked like he was
painting some kind of cityscape and he didn
’
t
bother turning around when Shea entered. Shea knew he had to have heard him.

“
Chris,
I
’
m sorry,
”
he said softly.

Christian
didn
’
t make any kind of
acknowledgement that he had even heard Shea; he just kept painting like he wasn
’
t
there. Shea sighed and hung his head.

“
Chris,
can you please talk to me?
”

“
Not
right now,
”
Christian
whispered.

Shea
walked over and stopped behind him; he slipped his arm around his waist and
kissed the back of his neck.
“
I
’
m
sorry, Christian, please...
”

“
I
’
m
busy right now, Shea,
”
Christian
muttered harshly.

Damn,
he really hurt Christian this time.
“
Can
you just stop for a minute and let me apologize?
”
he pleaded quietly.

Christian
sighed heavily and tossed his paintbrush down on the table next to him.
“
I
really don
’
t want to
hear it right now,
”
he said as
he moved out of Shea
’
s embrace
and headed for the door.

“
Really,
Chris? Come on!
”

Christian
whirled around, his brown eyes flashing angrily.
“
I
thought I had done something nice for you, getting you the ice cream that you
had asked for multiple times and what do I get? I get cursed and screamed at. I
understand that you
’
re in pain,
Shea, but I
’
m not going
to let you treat me like shit.
”

“
I
know. That
’
s why I
’
m
trying to apologize to you, dammit!
”
Shea snapped.

Christian
’
s
mouth tightened, he just turned and walked out the door, slamming it behind
him. Shea growled in aggravation and scrubbed his face with his good hand.
Alright, they both needed to calm down for a few minutes. Shea left the garage
and went to sit at the table on the back patio. It was starting to get dark and
a bit chilly, but Shea wanted to give Christian some space to let him calm
down.

He
hadn
’
t even realized that he fell asleep
until a hand landed on the back of his neck. Shea yawned and looked back to see
Christian standing beside him. He jerked his head in the direction of the house
then helped Shea out of the chair. He could definitely feel the ache starting
to take hold again.

“
Chris,
can you get me another Percocet?
”
Shea asked quietly.

“
Sure,
”
Christian murmured and followed him into the house.

Shea
waited in the kitchen while Christian got him a glass of water and another
pill. After he took it, they both headed up to bed. Christian helped Shea get
out of his jeans and then helped him get into bed.
 
Christian had set up the right side of
the bed with a bunch of pillows so that Shea could sleep somewhat upright;
there would be no lying flat for a couple of weeks.

He
then watched as Christian undressed, and damn it if he didn
’
t
get turned on. They haven
’
t done
anything since the morning after the wedding a couple of weeks ago. Shea has
been too busy with work, usually going right home to bed. Now that he will be
out of work for a couple of months, he has plenty of time to do everything he wants
to do to Christian.

Christian
was built really nice. He was tall with broad shoulders and a trim waist. His
chest and arms were nicely defined, and his abs looked like they were chiseled
out of granite. His legs were long and muscled, and his ass was the perfect
combination of rounded and toned. He kept on his black briefs as he climbed
into bed.

He
watched as Christian crawled over to him and stopped so that they were nose to
nose. Christian
’
s eyes
searched his for a moment before he leaned down and kissed him. Shea groaned
and grasped the back of Christian
’
s
neck. Christian then shifted so that he straddled Shea
’
s
lap. Shea
’
s cock
jumped to attention.
What was he doing?

“
What...what
are you...doing?
”
Shea
grunted between kisses.

“
You
did tell me to suck your dick, didn
’
t
you?
”
Christian whispered and
started to kiss his way down the good side of Shea
’
s
neck.

Shea
’
s
stomach flipped in anticipation. He never thought that he would ever want or
have another guy suck his dick, but this was Christian, his boyfriend, and he
couldn
’
t help but
find himself actually looking forward to it. He was curious to see if it was
anything like how a woman would do it, or if it was just a completely different
experience altogether. Their first foray into sex had been exciting and new.
Shea had been pleasantly surprised by how amazing it felt, and if the rest of
it were anything close to that, then he would be completely happy for the rest
of his life to never be with another woman again.

Christian
moved down the bed and Shea
’
s body until
he settled on his knees between Shea
’
s
legs. Christian gently took off Shea
’
s
boxers and tossed them to the floor. Shea swallowed hard as he waited, so
afraid that he was going to come as soon as Christian
’
s
mouth touched him. He was already fighting to keep his eyes from rolling back
into his head.

“
Shouldn
’
t
I be doing this to you as an apology?
”
Shea teased.

“
You
would be if you weren
’
t injured,
”
Christian said, his dark eyes lifting to pin Shea with a serious look.

“
Is
that a rule for gay guys that I didn
’
t
know about?
”
Shea
asked, lifting an eyebrow in question.

“
No,
but that
’
s my rule,
”
he said, the one side of his full mouth kicking up.

“
When
were you going to tell me about this rule?
”
Shea breathed as Christian spread his legs further apart.

Christian
just shrugged and settled on his stomach between Shea
’
s
legs. Shea licked his lips as he watched Christian.
 
Oh god, the anticipation was going to
kill him. Christian bent forward but stopped a breath away from Shea
’
s
balls, rolled just his eyes up, and looked at Shea with a heated stare.

“
Are
you sure you want this?
”
Christian
breathed.

“
Fuck
yes!
”
Shea choked, almost screaming
at him to keep going.

A
seductive smile curled Christian
’
s
lips and Shea
’
s heart
fluttered. How had they gone so long before getting together like this? It
seemed so obvious to Shea now that they were kind of meant to be together. Shea
lost his train of thought after that because Christian lowered his mouth and
sucked one of Shea
’
s balls
into his mouth.

“
Holy
shit!
”
Shea gasped and fisted the
sheet next to him.

Christian
did the same to the other one before moving to lick up the underside of his
cock with a flat tongue. Shea
’
s cock
twitched when he reached the head. He was already panting and Christian had
barely gotten started.

“
You
have never had a guy do this to you, right?
”
Christian asked softly.

“
No,
I swear, you are my first for everything regarding gay sex.
”
Shea promised.

“
Okay,
”
Christian said, seeming satisfied with his answer.

He
then lifted Shea
’
s cock off
his stomach and wrapped his mouth around the head, swirling his tongue around
it. Shea choked out a string of curses and fought the urge to bow up off the
bed, positive that that would cause him a lot of pain. Christian took him into
his mouth deeper, going almost to the hilt before coming back up. Shea forced
himself to watch. Christian
’
s head
bobbed up and down as he sucked and licked Shea closer and closer to complete
oblivion.

Christian
brought his hands in on the action, stroking him as he sucked with one, while
the other lightly cupped his balls, one finger rubbing the area right behind
them. Shea reached up with his free hand and shoved it into Christian
’
s
hair to grip it tightly. His hips flexed in time with Christian
’
s
rhythm.

“
Holy...fuck...oh
Jesus!
”
Shea cried
out.

Christian
hummed around him and Shea
’
s eyes
rolled back in his head. This was better than any head he has ever gotten, from
any women. Apparently, none of those women knew what the hell they were doing,
but Christian? Christian was a pro. Shea had no idea how many dicks his best
friend had sucked, and honestly, he really didn
’
t
want to know. An odd possessiveness that he
’
s
never felt before when it came to Christian swirled through him. Christian was
now his, and he would only be sucking one dick for the rest of his life, and
that was Shea
’
s.

Shea
felt his abs tighten and his cock throbbed and tingled. He was oh so close.
“
Chris,
I
’
m gonna come...
”
He breathed.
“
Oh
god...Christian!
”