Ever the Same (12 page)

His hands flailed a little, searching for Audie, for connection. They finally landed on Audie’s shoulders, Audie’s head level with his hips.

“Oh.” His buckle was a hell of a lot simpler and his jeans were looser, so things should be easier.

Audie got the button undone, the zipper down without catching on anything, and pulled his cock right out. “Oh yeah. Look at you.”

“It’s still there.” He should know, he’d tugged off in the shower this morning.

“It is. It’s pretty like the rest of you.” Audie closed one hand around him, low, near his balls.

He lifted up off the mattress, his toes curling. His belly pulled in, his chest heaving.

“Hot. Your skin. I mean, you too. But your skin is on fire.”

“Doesn’t surprise me at all. I’m burning up.”

“We can work with that.” Audie chuckled, then surprised him by licking his cock, tongue working the head.

His legs spread wide, knees drawing up. Fuck, yes. He groaned when Audie started working up and down, licking and sucking. Oral. How wonderfully oral.

Dixon jerked, his hips rising and falling. He was trying not to fuck Audie’s face, really, but he was totally out of control. There wasn’t anything to hold on to, no way to keep himself from pushing toward that amazing mouth.

He rocked, the mattress a little weird and squeaky. Audie sucked him good and strong, touching his thighs, his balls. The man wasn’t scared to suck, moaning and pulling on his cock. In fact, he would say Audie excelled at this whole thing, lips soft, swollen, tongue hot and wet.

“Goddamn, man. You… you suck like a dream.”

Audie made this noise, pleasure and pride, and it vibrated around him, sliding down his shaft.

Oh, now that pushed him close to the edge, made him sob. “Gonna….”

“Mmm-hmm.” Audie wasn’t backing off a bit, was actually adding touch back into the equation, fingers closing around the base of his prick.

His breath caught and he panted, eyes wide as he imagined he saw lightning, fireworks. Those he could remember, and Audie definitely inspired them. Reds and greens and silver and…. He grunted, shooting so hard his bones rattled.

Audie moaned and licked him clean, not pulling back until he tugged on Audie’s hair.

“God. God, man. That was… thank you.”

“Uh-huh.” Audie nipped at his hip. “It sure was.”

He rolled up, curling around Audie’s head. Audie kissed his belly, licking and stroking his skin. Each touch felt amazing, tingling and building on the orgasm. He shook a little, and Audie shimmied up next to him again, one arm around him.

He leaned in, searching for Audie’s lips before stealing a kiss.

Audie made this amazing noise, so pleased, so deep, and Audie kissed him back, holding on. Oh damn. Damn. Audie tasted like him, like sex and… maple syrup.

He chuckled.

“What?” Audie grinned against his mouth.

“You taste good. I’m happy. This was a great birthday present.”

“Good. Are you—do you mind a snuggle? I’d love to hang out.”

“I am a huge fan of snuggling.”

“Oh, that’s great.” Audie pulled him closer, arm around his back, and they struggled with cloth a little, getting clothes out of the way.

“I don’t know that I’ve ever been outside like this. It’s amazing.”

“Yeah? Lord, I never made out with anyone inside as a teenager.”

“Oh, my folks were very much about being understanding and liberal. We made out in my room.”

“No shit? Mine were about kicking my ass for doing anything out of line.”

“Well, my dad’s sisters are gay, Dan’s gay. It’s a thing. My folks are incredibly chill.” Did people say that?

“Wow.” Audie laughed, the sound a little rough. “I’m like a complete weirdo in my family.”

“Well, honey, I’m the only blind guy I know….”

“No shit.” Audie kissed his chin, lips lingering. “I like you.”

“Thank you. I haven’t felt like I’ve been… I don’t know.” Alive. Real. Likable.

“I bet you feel like you’re on hold.”

“Yeah. Yeah. It’s like… and I know it’s shitty to be naked with one guy and talk about another, but Ron died, and everything is totally different.”

Audie began to stroke his back, slow and steady, and he felt Audie nod. “I get it, kinda. I mean, when Grainger showed up, my whole life changed. All it takes is one minute.”

“Yeah. I can’t imagine. I mean, you had to be scared.” They’d planned Randi, begged for her, prayed.

“Terrified. Especially when Marina bugged out and then Tim left town too, before I ever even got the paternity test in. It was nuts.”

God, he bet that would be complicated as fuck. “Did she just leave him with you?”

“With her mom, then left me a message. Poor kid, his Nan didn’t really want him, so she was happy to hand him over.” Audie sighed. “I worry about him sometimes, with no mom, about how he’ll feel when he really understands what happened.”

“He’ll be okay. He has you.” How was he going to manage with a girl? How was he going to help with homework, get her to football games, deal with periods?

“Yeah.” Audie hugged him, the embrace charged with emotion. “Thanks.”

He pushed into the touch, let himself drink up the comfort, the warmth. Maybe he could stop thinking about shit, relax, and let Audie hold him. He thought Audie wanted that too.

Chapter 9

Audie didn’t
want to go home.

Well, he was home, really, but he didn’t want to go back to the house. Lying there under the stars with Dixon had this amazing unreality to it, his body sated but thrumming with energy.

He thought Dixon was napping, hand resting on his chest. Then Dixon dragged one finger over his nipple, tracing around it, letting it draw up tight.

“Mmm.” He’d made that noise more in the last hour than he had in five years. “Gonna get me going again.”

“One more time couldn’t hurt, could it?”

“Hell, no. I am all for it.” He stroked Dixon’s hair, feeling so good down in his bones he couldn’t stop smiling.

Crazy, but he liked Dixon, liked hanging out. Loved making out. He dared a kiss, knowing he ought to warn Dixon he was coming in, but needing the touch of mouths.

Dixon smiled right before their lips met. Smart man. Audie kissed that grin, licking along Dixon’s lower lip.

He was fascinated by the way everything showed on Dixon’s face, every expression clear as a bell. The man didn’t hide because he didn’t know how. Audie had never been with anyone who didn’t have a lie buried in them somewhere. He had to admit, it was fucking fascinating to not have to look away.

His tongue dipped in, tasting Dixon gently. Dixon shifted closer, hand on the back of his neck, hips pushing against his. Audie loved how that felt, how they had time to explore and not have to fumble around.

He hadn’t done much since Tim—a couple of furtive hand jobs at a club. Nothing like this, where he got to taste and feel and see everything he wanted. Well, it was too dark now to see too much, but still. They weren’t in a hurry, and God knew Dixon wasn’t ashamed of being queer.

That stunned him too, how Dixon didn’t need a beard, didn’t have to have a girl there to excuse what he was doing. Audie loved the freedom of it.

He licked a long line down Dixon’s throat, getting a moan when he hit a hot spot. Audie explored, licking that hollow at the base of Dixon’s neck over and over. Dixon’s nipples went hard, tight, and those words, “still pierced,” made him moan.

Nuzzling his way down, Audie licked one little nub before worrying it with his teeth.

“Oh….” Dixon arched for him, and pressed into his caress.

“Sensitive.” He licked again, then used his fingers to pull at the other nipple, tugging and twisting.

“Yeah. Yeah, they ache so good.”

“Do they? I love how they feel, man.” He did. Dixon’s chest fascinated him.

“Uh-huh. I like…. Hell, I like sex.”

“That sounds like a fine attribute.” Audie wanted to do everything.

“Yeah, it comes in handy.” Dixon’s fingers brushed his ass, tickling his skin.

His cheeks clenched, but that was just autopilot. Audie took a deep breath and relaxed, inviting more.

“I’m not interested in making you do anything you don’t want to. I was just exploring.”

“Oh, I want to. It’s just been so long, and, uh, well.” He cleared his throat, a little embarrassed. “The few times I tried anything like that in high school it went poorly.”

“No worries and, FYI, I like a real bed for that. Time. Lube. Maybe a nice rimming session and a lot of finger-fucking.”

Audie’s cock jerked, his thighs and belly quivering. “I would so go for that.”

“Yeah. I pitch and catch, with the right guy, you know?”

“I think so.” He laughed. “I mean, sure I know what it means. I really never had the opportunity to do both. Tim—well, he didn’t want to admit he was queer.”

“No? It’s not the easiest choice on earth, I guess. Me? I’ve never been with a girl. Not once.”

“I haven’t since then. Been a few guys.” He needed to shut up and touch more. Talking about Tim and Marina might kill the mood.

“Kiss me, Audie?” Looked like Dixon was with him, eager and hungry.

“Yes.” He kissed that mouth, increasingly addicted to the way Dixon opened for him, to the flavor of those swollen lips.

It was the easiest thing on earth to cover Dixon’s lips, breathe with him, sink against him. They kissed slowly, rubbing their mouths side to side, the friction making his mouth tingle. Dixon’s cock was making a comeback, and Audie stroked it, base to tip. The head felt so different from the shaft, and he stroked the ridge under the head, amazed at how different this felt from rubbing his own cock.

“Fuck, honey, that’s good. Just there.” He’d never known someone who was so frank, so sure.

Audie went with it, rubbing, tugging, his thumb finding purchase and pressing in hard.

“Oh.” Dixon curled in a little, panting hard. “Please, honey. You don’t want me to come, you have to back off.”

“Sorry.” Was that bad? “I—what else can we do?”

“Don’t be sorry. I’m not.” Dixon rolled close and caught both their cocks in one hand.

Audie grunted, surprise and pleasure spearing through him. “Fuck, yeah.”

“Mmm. Someone likes that.” Dixon’s face wrinkled in a smile.

“I do. Can I touch with you?” He didn’t want to make things too complicated down there.

“Hell, yes. Touch is magical.”

“Oh thank God.” He put his hand over Dixon’s squeezing hard, feeling the pressure of his hand and the touch of Dixon at the same time. His cock loved that, his pulse racing, his skin tingling.

“Mmm. That’s good.”

Good? Fuck. Those guitar string calluses were magical. He wanted to feel Dixon all over, wanted that bed so bad he could taste what they would do there.

Dixon found his throat, exploring it, teasing him. He nibbled along Dixon’s shoulder, their hands finding a rhythm, and it was wild, this steady sure motion that got faster and faster. He rocked his hips, and Dixon laughed, the sound pure joy.

It stopped his heart for a second. Damn. Listen to that. He wanted to make Dixon laugh like that all the time. Man, he was already in pretty deep, and now was not the time to think on that.

Dixon reached up with his free hand, touching Audie’s face.

Audie moaned, turning to kiss Dixon’s hand.

“I’ve got you, I do,” Dixon said.

“I know. It’s huge.” The feeling was gigantic.

“We’re good.”

“Oh, honey, you’re more than good.” Audie laughed too, because Dixon made him feel amazing.

“Fabulous?” That smile lit the night.

“Sure, though I ain’t sure I’ve ever said the word.”

“No?” Another one of those laughs rang out. “Is it going to make you think less of me if I tell you I used to work in a drag club?”

“No shit?” Audie actually stopped moving for a moment. “Doing what?”

“Soundwork. That’s what I did for a living, for the most part.”

“That’s neat.” About as foreign as anything could be, but neat.

“It was a hoot, man. You can’t imagine how hard those guys work.”

“Maybe now isn’t the time to imagine it.” He grinned, licking Dixon’s lip.

“A man with focus. I like it.”

“I try, for sure.” Audie wanted more of Dixon’s touch.

“Here.” Dixon rolled atop him, brought their dicks together and started rubbing their cocks, jacking them.

“Yeah.” Oh, that was the fucking ticket. He humped up, his muscles like frozen rope.

The moonlight let him watch; the way Dixon arched above him reminded him of a marble statue, except this statue felt warm to the touch, moved easily, cock like steel against him.

Both of Dixon’s hands worked them, sliding over the tips, sending shocks along his prick.

Gasping, he gave up trying to help, just grabbing Dixon’s hard, lean ass cheeks. He pulled, moving them, trying for more friction. Dixon nodded, rocked with him, humming as he rode.

“You said you didn’t know how to ride, man. I think you lied.”

Dixon grinned, face relaxed, body stiff. “This I understand.”

“Yeah. Yeah, you get this for sure.” Audie was gonna lose it, and he was damned proud he could still talk.