Gay for Pay: An All Cocks Story (All Cocks Stories) (Volume 1) (13 page)

“And then on my thirteenth birthday this girl named Christy something, I can’t remember her last name, anyway she gave me a kiss for my birthday and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy. So I thought, well that’s it, I must like girls. But then her brother Roy cornered me when I was coming out of the bathroom, muscled his way into the room and slammed the door. He pinned me up against the wall and kissed me, way better than his sister did and not only did I feel all warm and fuzzy, I got my first full on erection.”

“So I told my mom that night, mom I like boys and girls, is that okay? And she said of course it is baby that just means you’re bi. And for years I didn’t fully understand what she meant by that, saying I was bi, but as I got older and experimented more, figuring out my body and who I was I learned what it meant. It really pisses me off when people say oh you’re just confused, or oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too. No, I just want to be with whoever I want to be with. That may be a woman, or it may be another man, but I get to decide, and either way it’s okay.”

After that they grew quiet for a little while. Eating, drinking their beers and watching mindless television. It wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable silence, it was just peaceful quiet. Then a news update came on and showed the college football stats and Bama’s rankings scrolled across the bottom of the screen. Lincoln sat up and pointed at the TV, “Oh hey, didn’t you almost play for them?” He asked. Chris nodded then finished the beer in his hand before he launched into that sad story. He opened up more about his past, the accident and not being able to play football anymore.

Eventually they both started nodding off and when Chris almost spilled his beer all over the floor he pulled himself up and stretched, his ass was sore from sitting on the floor for the past couple of hours. Linc got up as well and started picking up the mess they’d made, so Chris thought that might be his cue to leave and let Linc go to bed. “Well, I guess I’ll just head back to my room now.” He reached for Linc’s arm and turned him, pulling him closer for a good night kiss.

The kiss quickly went from good night to holy shit and Linc was trying to climb up Chris’s body. When Chris pulled back to catch his breath, Linc managed to murmur one strained word, “Stay.” Chris looked down at him for a minute, trying to decide. It would be amazing to fall asleep and wake up in someone’s arms for a change he thought. So he agreed.

“Kay, but only because I’m dying to hold you in my arms while you sleep, and we still haven’t had that talk yet.” Chris looked down at him, trying not to grin. “And uh… I sleep naked.” And with that, Chris couldn’t help but grin. Linc just shook his head and laughed. They both stripped and climbed into the bed quickly wrapping their arms and legs around each other. They kissed for what seemed like hours before the exhaustion of the day caught up with them and they passed out, arms and legs still wrapped around each other.

***

Chris was rudely woken up way too early the next morning when the sun came pouring in through the open curtains. He dragged his ass out of the bed and jerked them closed before he dove back under the sheets, pulling Linc into his arms again. Linc chuckled as he pulled the blanket up over his head and wiggled around a little, trying to get comfortable again. The problem arose when the wiggling woke up a certain member of Chris’s anatomy.

They both jumped damn near off the bed when they heard a soft chuckle behind them. Chris was out of the bed, legs wobbly but standing at the foot of the bed with the sheet wrapped around him in a flash. Linc sat on his knees in the middle of the bed with the corner of the sheet Chris held around him covering his junk. “Jesus, Mary and Joseph!” Chris yelled. “What the fuck are you doing Andrew?!”

Andrew sat in the chair by the door, legs crossed, camera in one hand, cup of coffee in the other, smiling up at them. “I told you, before you fuck each other silly, call me, I’ll grab the camera.”

“We’re not fucking, at least not with you and that damn camera in here,” Linc said.

Andrew didn’t even flinch, didn’t blink, he just watched them with a cocky grin. He chuckled again, raising his cup to his mouth and taking a huge gulp. “Mmmm,” was all he said, watching Chris’s eyes dart to the cup, softening a bit. But then he glared at Andrew again before stomping his foot and pointing toward the door. “Get. Out!”

Andrew took his time standing and slowly moving toward the door. He opened it, moved to the other side, then looked back in and smiled at them before softly closing the door behind him. Chris quickly locked the door, and then shoved the chair over in front of it, just to be safe. When he turned around he almost swallowed his tongue.

Linc was lying back on the pillows, stretched out naked on the bed, running the tips of his fingers along the length of his cock. His eyes were closed, but he was smiling. Chris took one step then dove into the bed causing Linc’s body to bounce and they both laughed. They wiggled around on the bed until they were back in the position they were in before realizing they weren’t exactly alone. As soon as Linc brushed his naked ass up against Chris he could feel himself growing hard again.

He pulled Linc over onto his back and settled into the space between his legs, pushing his hips down and effectively rubbing their cocks together. Linc whimpered when Chris sat back on his heels and looked down at him with a serious look on his face. “Before we go any further I think we need to clear the air. I can’t promise you that this…” Chris said, motioning between them, “will go anywhere. But I can promise you that aside from shoots for work, I won’t be with anyone else. And not knowing where whatever this is between us will lead, doesn’t stop me from wanting to find out. Please tell me you feel the same Linc.”

“I do,” Linc quickly answered him, rolling his hips so that his cock bounced and flopped against Chris’s knee as it circled the air. Chris groaned as he reached down and wrapped his fingers around Linc’s thighs, squeezing hard. Linc groaned out loud, but not in protest, at least Chris didn’t think so, since he continued to roll his hips suggestively.

Chris leaned down and kissed him then, softly, gently as he wrapped his hand around Linc’s cock with the same tender attention he gave Linc’s lips. Linc bucked up off the bed and moaned into Chris’s mouth, bringing his hands up to cradle Chris’s face and pull him even closer, swallowing the gasp that followed by deepening the kiss. Chris lined their cocks up and wrapped his hand around them both as he began a slow, steady thrust with his hips that left Linc breathless underneath him.

“Fuck!” Linc gasped out, throwing his head back on the pillow. “Chris, you gotta stop or I’m going to come!” The words had a bite to them, coming out through clenched teeth.

“I’m close too, want you there with me,” Chris managed to whisper before taking Linc’s mouth again with another fierce kiss. Their hips were jerking up and down in a fast pace now, both of them breathless. Chris looked down through the small space left between their bodies and saw both their cockheads were flared and red and dripping wet. And then while he still looked down, Linc’s cock jumped in his hand as it spilled stream after stream of white viscous fluid onto his hand and Linc’s own stomach. Chris looked up and caught the blissed out expression on Linc’s face and that coupled with Linc’s dick pulsing in his hand, side by side with his own, drove Chris over the edge soon after.

Chris fell on top of Linc’s body, completely breathless and sated. Linc wrapped both arms around Chris, hugging him tight, kissing the top of his head. “I wanted to come with you inside me,” he whispered into the auburn curls that tickled his lips.

Chris shook his head before pushing himself up onto his elbows, looking down at his lover’s smiling face. Lover, Chris laughed. A month ago the thought of having a man as a lover would have freaked him the fuck out, but now, now he couldn’t be bothered to care, everything about this just felt right. Linc felt right when he kissed him and held him in his arms.

“What’s so funny?” Linc asked.

“Nothing, just thinking.”

“About?” Linc was volleying the questions at a steady pace this morning.

Chris leaned back on his heels, spotting the box of Kleenex on the bedside table. He reached over and grabbed a few. Linc squirmed under him as Chris gently cleaned him off. “Listen, I want to take this slow okay. What we do for a living is all about sex, I don’t want
our life outside of work to be just about sex too, I want more. I want to date you, get to know you and enjoy us getting to know each other before we take that next step.” Chris finally met Linc’s eyes, searching for a reaction to what he’d just said, but got nothing. Linc just stared up at him with a blank expression.

Chris was starting to get worried that he’d said the wrong thing when Linc finally smiled, reaching up and pulling Chris back down on top of him then kissing him with so much tenderness, it made Chris whimper.

“I get it Chris and I completely agree. Let’s make sure that a relationship is what we both really want before we blur the lines. Just so long as we both agree right now that outside of work and shoots, we are exclusive.” Linc ran his fingers up and down Chris’s spine as he spoke. Chris closed his eyes, resting his forehead against Linc’s. H
e smiled and nodded his head in agreement.

“Good, now that’s settled, let’s go find some breakfast I’m starved.” Linc shoved Chris up off him and darted out of bed before Chris could catch him, laughing all the way into the bathroom.

~ Chapter 12 | Bad Penny’s ~

Breakfast was pancakes, sausage, knowing glances from their friends and a stern stare from Victor. That was followed by questions, congratulations and “come take a walk with me boys, we need to talk” from Andrew. Chris felt like he was being led out back for his execution following Linc and Andrew out the back door. Having Victor take up the rear, as if to be sure no prisoners escaped, only heightened his anxiety level close to the point of no return.

The four of them walked down to the dock while Andrew and Victor took turns talking, Chris and Linc held hands and just listened. In the end Chris figured out that he got himself all worked up for nothing, Andrew and Victor were just concerned for them. They wanted to make sure Chris and Linc were taking their relationship to the next level for the right reasons, and sadly, were fully prepared to handle the fallout if things ended badly.

“Listen, we love you guys like you were our own, hell, you boys are probably the closest we will ever come to having children, we just worry about you is all,” Andrew said with one hand on Chris’s shoulder, the other on Linc’s. “Both of you have been through a lot in your young lives, I just want you both to be absolutely, one hundred and ten percent certain that you want to be with each other. A relationship is hard work guys, as hard as you
think
it is, you wind up wishing it were that easy.” Andrew stressed the word think.

Victor chimed in then, “And you are only beginning to understand who you are Chris, are you being certain you care for Linc as a lover, not just grabbing at first guy to make you want to be with him outside of work?” Andrew glared at his partner over his shoulder, Victor just shrugged.

“It’s okay Andrew, I get what Victor is saying and I appreciate you both caring about us enough to talk to us. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared shitless, but not for the reasons you might think. I’m not scared of being with Linc, I care about him a lot.” Chris wrapped an arm around Linc pulling him close and smiling at him. “I’m scared to open myself up again and take the risk of losing it all, again. But I’m more scared of being alone for the rest of my life. I promise you Victor, Linc and I have already talked about the lines blurring between work and life, and we both want to keep them separate. I’m sure it will be a challenge until we figure everything out, but we are willing to try, so I hope you’ll support that.”

Chris and Linc just stood, arms wrapped around each other, waiting for Victor to respond. Several long minutes passed while Victor stood stoically, arms crossed over his chest, just eyeing them, expressionless. Just when Chris thought his head might explode Victor smiled, “Okay.”

“That’s it? Okay??” Chris asked, raising one eyebrow and glaring at his employer.

“Take it and run with it,” Andrew whispered, smiling.

“I can hear you,” Victor grunted before turning and walking back up toward the house.

Victor and Andrew led the way holding hands while Chris and Linc followed just behind them with their pinkies locked, swinging their arms back and forth. Andrew looked back at them over his shoulder and laughed at the pinky finger holding. When they came around to the back of the house, Chris noticed a strange car was parked in the driveway. He felt Linc tense next to him when the tall, blonde guy that stood leaning against the side of the car pushed off the car and started walking toward them. Victor said something in Romanian that Chris assumed was a very bad word, since Victor usually only reverted back to his native tongue when he was frustrated, pissed off or cussing like a sailor.

Andrew pushed Victor up onto the porch, then dragged him the rest of the way into the house all while a continuous litany of Romanian floated across the yard. The tall blonde was walking toward them with a huge smile on his face until he looked down and saw Chris and Linc’s fingers laced together. Blondie stopped dead in his tracks, frowning, and then jerking his Ray-Bans off his face with such force, Chris was shocked they didn’t break.

“What the fuck Linc, who the hell is this?!” Spittle flew out of Blondies mouth and Chris almost shrank back behind Linc at the look of fury in the man’s brown eyes.