Island Heat (12 page)

Instead of continuing to grind against Kevin, Eli scooted backwards and slid down and off the couch. He knelt on the floor in front of Kevin's legs, pushing them apart with a hand on each knee.

Kevin's eyes widened, his cheeks scarlet by now. He was gripping the armrest tightly with one hand, his other hand rising to cup Eli's cheek for a moment. “Are you sure--”

“Of course I'm sure,” Eli smiled, leaning down to press a kiss against the smooth fabric of Kevin's trousers on his inner thigh near his knee. He pressed several more kisses up along the thigh, slowly working his way up to the groin.

By the fourth kiss, which he placed along Kevin's thigh near his bulge, Kevin's thigh was twitching under his hand and Kevin's hips kept making tiny thrusting motions as if he wanted to push up into Eli or grind against his lips. Kevin had already rolled his head back against the couch to stare at the ceiling for a moment. His chest rose and fell rapidly.

“Mmm, what have we here?” Eli breathed out, reaching up to slowly unbutton Kevin's trousers and slide the zipper down. He slowly tugged at the material until it started to slide down, revealing the front of Kevin's tight, navy blue underwear.

Kevin smiled as he tilted his head forward again to watch Eli at work. He looked breathless and fascinated, and utterly turned on.

Eli slid the elastic waistband further down to leave Kevin's waist and ass bare, his trousers around his thighs, until the dark fur came into view. Then came the thickness of Kevin's cock. When the tip popped free, it bobbed up. Kevin was already mostly hard. His cock was thick and curved slightly to the right, the tip a beautiful mushroom shape and already bright pink. Eli ran a hand up the shaft to expose the head, admiring the velvety smoothness and warmth of the heavy shaft in his hand.

“Oh, god,” Kevin whispered when Eli breathed a warm breath across the flesh. Kevin shivered hard, and Eli leaned down to lap at his balls and between them. Eli let the tip of his tongue trail from that spot all the way up the base of Kevin's cock to the very tip, teasing him a bit more.

“F-Fuck, wow,” was Kevin's moaned reaction. “Oh...”

For a little extra thrill, Eli murmured, “You look fuckin' delicious.” He lapped with the flat of his tongue along the base of the erection, then tilted his head sideways to take the shaft between his lips and squeeze, lipping along the length from base to tip.

Kevin kept making small, stifled sounds he might not have even been aware of, and Eli found those the hottest of all. Kevin's cock was fully hard in his hand and under his mouth now, the tip flushed and angled straight up. Every little touch and brush of Eli's lips and tongue made Kevin's stomach rise and fall quickly with his breathing.

Eli reached up with his other hand, sliding it under Kevin's shirt and along his stomach to his chest. He found Kevin's nipple, sliding his fingers around it to tweak it between the knuckle joints of two fingers flat against his chest before arching his fingers. As he circled his fingertips around the sensitive nub, he listened to Kevin's quiet, “Ah-- nnh... hah...” noises with great satisfaction.

If this is turning him on so much already, imagine when I'm actually working on him.

Eli couldn't wait much longer to see that reaction. He already burned with the need to know what Kevin's cute, downturned lips looked like when he was having his dick sucked.

As Kevin shuddered under him, Eli ran the flat of his tongue up along the shaft again and around the head, swirling firmly with his tongue along the sensitive head. He paused to lap along the perineum where foreskin met shaft, the single most sensitive spot on the whole length, then closed his lips for a tiny sucking kiss around that one spot.

“Hah-- oh my
god
, fuck... oh...” Kevin moaned, his hips arching off the couch for a few seconds before he caught himself and pushed himself back down to the couch.

Eli smirked, then wrapped his lips easily around the head, keeping his lips between teeth and skin. He didn't have many practical skills, but one of them was giving amazing head. He wasn't about to blow it now – or rather, he
was
. He swirled his tongue around the head a few more times to emphasize the warmth and wetness of his mouth for Kevin's achingly hard cock, then slid his head down the shaft, his lips brushing velvety dry skin the whole way down and wet skin back up again. A few bobs of his head later, Kevin was wet enough that he could really close his lips tightly around the shaft and increase the suction.

Kevin was already breathing in quiet, quick gasps of breath. Kevin's ass was off the couch again, his weight braced on his arm and his feet, which were flat on the floor. He couldn't seem to stay still, overcome with the desire to fuck Eli's lips a little. Eli wasn't going to turn him down if that was what he wanted.

“Oh my god, Eli, yeah,” Kevin moaned, squeezing Eli's shoulder with his spare hand before running his hand up along Eli's cheek to caress his cheek and tangle his hand in Eli's hair. Eli knew what was coming next and prepared himself, shifting the angle slightly so that when Kevin went for it--

--and he did. Kevin's hips sharply thrust up, the veined pink thickness of his cock sliding through Eli's lips as he pressed himself frantically into the wet warmth enveloping and sucking his cock.

“Yes,” Kevin breathed out, his eyes squeezed closed now.

Eli tweaked Kevin's nipple particularly hard and pinched it, which made Kevin groan and thrust
hard
into his mouth until the base of his cock pressed into Eli's nose. His hand still tangled almost painfully in the hair at the back of Eli's head to keep him there.

“F-Fuck...”

Eli sucked as hard as he thought Kevin could handle on the whole length of Kevin's cock, freeing the hand that had been wrapped around the base. He reached around behind Kevin to rub his hand along the bare ass that hovered a few inches above the couch.

Kevin moaned, pushing further up to brace himself above the couch so Eli had more room to maneuver his hand.

Eli couldn't resist: he bobbed his head up to the tip and back down again, setting himself into a quick rhythm up and down Kevin's cock. At the same time, he brought his hand down to the couch as far away from Kevin's ass as he could and then back up against the rounded curve of one of Kevin's cheeks.

The smacking sound was gentle and the blow itself was soft without much room to work with, but Eli angled his hand downwards and inwards to come up from an angle for a little more of a swing and sting. He smacked Kevin's ass a few more times, the sound of skin on skin echoing above the wet noises of his mouth working up and down Kevin's throbbing cock.

“O-Oh, oh my god, Eli... Eli!” Kevin couldn't control himself, the desire that burned through his body clenching and releasing all at once in quick, sharp thrusts into Eli's mouth. “Yeah...!”

Eli drew his head back to bob up and down the top few inches of Kevin's length while Kevin released his sticky load in quick spurts across his throat and tongue, swallowing as he did so.

Kevin grunted, his lips pressed tightly together for a moment before he gasped for breath and moaned again.

Eli kept his hand tightly gripping Kevin's backside to provide him with a little stability as Kevin wobbled, his muscles clenching and releasing. When Kevin could cooperate, Eli eased him back down to the couch while keeping his mouth around his cock. He slid his hand out from where it was now trapped.

“Oh, god,” Kevin whispered, hips still jolting and twitching as the last few spurts and droplets of passion emerged, his breathing finally evening out slightly from the harsh pants of need and groans of desire that had been his only vocalizations aside from disjointed, scattered words for the past few minutes.

Eli gently sucked for a few moments more, lapping at the head with his tongue to make sure Kevin was clean and done. Then, he drew his head up and off Kevin's cock to take deep breaths through his mouth and wipe his mouth with the back of his hand.

“I didn't see
that
coming,” Kevin whispered, his cheeks burning bright red. His hair was mussed now, his eyes glassy and skin gleaming with a certain sheen of pleasure.

“Neither did I,” Eli teased, kissing gently along Kevin's inner thigh a few times before pulling back to crouch between Kevin's legs and grin up at him.

“S-Sorry, should I have warned you?” Kevin looked abashed now.

“Oh, no,” Eli chuckled richly, easing himself up to his feet and flopping on the couch on his side, facing Kevin. God, the sight of the younger man coming so hard he could hardly control himself under his attention was unforgettable. “I knew you wouldn't last long. Not the way you were moaning. Fuck, you sound hot,” he marvelled.

Kevin seemed pleased at the compliment. He reached down to slide his clothes back into place, arching off the couch a little to fasten his trousers.

“You like being spanked a lot,” Eli observed, propping his cheek on his fist with his elbow on the back of the couch. He idly ran his hand along Kevin's knee and thigh, enjoying the warmth and firmness.

Kevin cleared his throat. “I-- uh, yeah... apparently.”

Eli grinned. He slipped his other arm around Kevin's shoulders. “You never knew?”
Along with the many other things he never knew about himself.

“No,” Kevin admitted. “I mean, that wasn't even very hard, but... I'm...”

“Sensitive?” Eli supplied with a smirk. “All over. It's beautiful.”

Kevin hardly seemed to know what to do with himself when he realized how sincere Eli's compliment was. “I, uh... thanks. I should get going for work. Oh, shit, you must be...” He looked down at Eli.

Adorable.
Eli chuckled and reached out to intercept Kevin's hand when Kevin started to reach over for him.

“No, I can--”

“It's fine,” Eli murmured, raising Kevin's hand to his lips instead to press a kiss to the back of his knuckles. He caught and held that gorgeous brown gaze with his own, not letting Kevin look away just yet.

Kevin still didn't shy away from the romantic moment. He gazed back, then pulled his hand back and away to lean in and press a kiss to Eli's lips instead.

Eli was a bit surprised since his mouth had just been elsewhere, but Kevin didn't seem to mind a sweet kiss. Kevin's lashes fluttered closed, so Eli closed his eyes, too, and gently pressed into the kiss. Eli let his lower lip catch Kevin's and rub up along it for a moment, then down again as he opened his lips slightly.

After they drew away for breath, Kevin murmured, “If you're sure, then I'd better go.”

“Mmhmm. Don't keep your partner waiting,” Eli answered quietly. He felt such immense fondness for the man he was holding that it was hard to let go, but he composed himself and rose to his feet, gently gripping Kevin's hand to pull him up to his feet. “You might want to jog so you have an excuse for those red cheeks, though.”

A little laugh burst out of Kevin as he shook his head. “Thanks for the advice. And for...”

Eli laughed and nodded. “You don't have to thank me, sweetie.” The pet name slipped from his lips far more easily than he'd expected; he hadn't even planned it. He didn't usually call people pet names until he'd been dating them for a long time, but he was incredibly affectionate with Kevin already.

Kevin looked surprised, but he raised his eyebrows and nodded. “I don't... I don't mind,” he assured Eli to forestall the conversation he must have seen coming.

“Okay,” Eli chuckled quietly. “Thanks. I'll try not to, if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“I like it.”

Eli smiled. God, he was infatuated already. He had to let Kevin go to work. He nodded and leaned in for another quick kiss, then steered him towards the front door. “Go on, rock the island again.”

“I will,” Kevin laughed. When they reached the door, he leaned in to kiss Eli once more. “See you soon?”

“Very soon,” Eli promised and held the door open to watch him trot down the stairs and start jogging down the hill. He laughed under his breath, having not expected him to actually follow that teasing tip. When Kevin was out of sight, he came to his senses again and closed the door, then bumped his head to the frame. “Fuck.”

He was head over heels, and so was Kevin. This was going to be an all-summer fling, at the very least. They were going to have to figure this out.

First, though, he had to take a shower and take care of his own needs to the memory of Kevin's gasps and uncontrollable thrusts and twitches, his moans of Eli's name, and most of all, the sweet saltiness of his throbbing cock.

The beach stretched along the shore at the bottom of Main Street, where the ferry wharfs were located. It was the central location on the island: lanes, alleys, and broad, quiet streets meandered down to the downtown district.

Kevin knew it was carefully designed so that the residents of the closest houses – the rich men renting mansions on the cliffs or beachfront houses – were as close as possible to Main Street and it was easier for them to spend their money.

He didn't mind, though; his light jog down from Eli's house to Main Street took only three or four minutes. He hadn't technically needed to jog to disguise his post-sex blush like Eli had teased him about, but Kevin needed to work off a little of his extra nervous energy. Being held by Eli and called such a sweet name for the first time after being treated to lunch and a blowjob... it was overwhelming.  His feelings weren't a bad kind of nervous, but he was overstimulated by the mere sight of Eli let alone such an incredible lunch date.

Plus, he didn't want to be late getting here. He had something important to do before he went to the store: he had to talk to Dean.

Eli had told him that Dean was down on the beach surfing, so he had to find him. He wasn't actually sure how to identify him except for Googling photos of Eli and trying to find another man in the background, but he figured he'd ask others around on the beach. All the guests here seemed to know each other.

As he turned from the boardwalk onto the beach, though, he stopped short.

Troy, dressed in his work clothes rather than beach clothes, was walking towards him on the boardwalk. He didn't do his usual wide grin and wave or come sauntering towards Kevin with the 'I just got laid' look on his face. Instead, he had a small frown on his face and he was heading straight for Kevin.

What's wrong?

“Hey,” Kevin said, quickly stepping from the beach back onto the boardwalk to intercept Troy. “What's up?”

“I think we need to talk.” Troy glanced around as if looking for somewhere more private, so Kevin walked with him a little further down to a quiet section with railings where they could lean and look out over the water.

“What is it?” Kevin asked once they were alone.

Troy looked like he didn't quite know what to say, but he drew a breath. “I saw you walking up Lilac Lane.”

Kevin took a moment to understand what he meant: the lane led up the hill towards Eli's mansion and two or three others, but no business owners' apartments, shops, or even shortcuts to other streets.

“I was just out for a walk--”

“Kevin,” Troy interrupted, shaking his head. “Don't. Who were you going to see?”

Kevin hesitated, his cheeks flushing as he tugged at his sleeves. He unbuttoned them and rolled them up as he leaned on the railing. “Er...”

“I saw a guy leaving the bar yesterday morning, before our meeting with Rube.”

Kevin's eyes widened. “Ah.” His heart pounded.

“The same one who came in on opening night,” Troy clarified. He looked like he knew exactly what he was asking, and he knew the answer.

There was no way Kevin could get out of this now. He shifted from foot to foot, looking out over the water. He felt a hand close around his arm and quickly looked over at Troy. Troy pulled him closer, so he shifted to turn towards his best friend and listen to what he had to say.

“Look, Kev, I just want you to be honest with me,” Troy told him. “You've been acting weird lately. Hiding from that guy, your favorite fuckin' actor... leaving for the bar early every morning, not even sleeping in once... meeting men in our place before I come in and not telling me about it... there's something wrong, or right, and I want to know which it is.”

Kevin swallowed. If he told Troy the truth, would he believe him? Would he think Kevin was copying him somehow, going gay because Troy was? Was that offensive? “It's kind of weird.”

“Just be honest with me, please,” Troy murmured. “You always have been, man. If you want space to, you know... figure shit out... I can do that, but I don't want you thinking you have to hide something, especially if it's gonna affect business
and
make you tiptoe around at home.”

Kevin half-smiled, reaching out to clap Troy on the back and pull him in for a roughly affectionate half-hug. “It's not that,” he promised Troy. “It's just gonna sound weird.”

“Hit me.” Troy slid one hand into his pocket, leaning onto the railing with the other and watching Kevin. He was fully focused.

“There's this guy...” Kevin blushed as soon as he saw Troy start to grin, but mercifully, Troy didn't say a word yet. “I, um, bumped into him early on, and things kind of... I don't know.” He turned to look over the water so he didn't have to see Troy beaming. “I didn't want to tell you until I was sure because I've never... ever been interested in
anyone
and I'd always assumed I wasn't meeting the right women, and then this seemed so sudden.” He took a deep breath after all that. “But every time I see him...” he trailed off.

“Oh my god,” Troy whispered, his eyes wide. His grin had faded into surprise. It wasn't necessarily negative, but he was taken completely aback. “This isn't just a hookup.” He reached out to squeeze Kevin's shoulder. “I can see why you wanted time.”

“No. That's the thing, exactly,” Kevin explained simply. “And I didn't want you to think I was copying you or something.”

“Holy shit, dude. I know you're not,” Troy laughed. “It's not a fashion statement. It's what your heart's telling you. No, of course I believe you.”

Kevin laughed sheepishly. “And it was all so sudden that I've only just started to, you know...”

“Accept it?”

Kevin nodded.

“I accept it for you.” Troy punched Kevin in the shoulder, then shook him lightly by the shoulder and shook his head. “God, Kevin.”

“Ow, dude. What the fuck?” Kevin laughed.

“Don't hide shit from me, dude. If you wanna keep things quiet, it's cool, but man, I've been talking about getting you hooked up and you
were
!”

Kevin laughed again, bumping his forehead against his fist. “Fuck, yeah, I remember that conversation. Conversa
tions
, rather.”

Troy grinned. “No, I'm happy for you,” he told Kevin, pulling away from the railing to start walking towards the shop. Kevin fell into step beside him. “You've always seemed happy on your own, but the last few days... when you're not being sneaky, you're grinning to yourself like the cat that got the canary.”

“Am I?” Kevin could feel a blush creep even to the tip of his ears. He fidgeted with his burning ear, then his hearing aid. He'd thought he was being completely subtle.

“You're not subtle,” Troy laughed. “Not at all.”

Kevin rubbed his face and joined in the laugh. “Look, when there's more to tell you for sure, I'll tell you,” he promised. Coming clean after the last week of hiding felt
good
, though. “I just need space to make sure that I'm not... I don't know, going nuts.”

“You're not crazy,” Troy told him firmly. “I know it might be weird at first, but listen to your gut instinct. If you're a hundred percent straight, you're not gonna be hungry for sweet man dick. Or sweet man ass...”

“Troy!” Kevin exclaimed.

“It's true,” Troy laughed shamelessly, but clapped Kevin on the back. “Whether you turn out to be bi or gay or even just having a fling, I'm here, all right?” he told him, a little more serious now. “Straight men
do
experiment too, and now's the best time possible. Well, not necessarily the best time--”

“I know,” Kevin groaned.

“--but the best place. Every guy here could be interested in you. It takes away some of the risk of exploration... you know?”

“Yeah.” Kevin wasn't interested in every man, though; there was only one man he wanted to explore with. They reached their dessert bar and Kevin automatically unlocked the door. “I'll talk to you if I need anything,” he promised. Once he opened the door and Troy followed him in, he moved in to hug his best friend tightly for a few moments. That one conversation had already reduced his stress, though his mind was still on Dean and the information he needed to give him.

“Actually...” Kevin hummed as he broke the hug and headed back to turn on the lights. “There
is
one thing. It's a big favor and it'll sound weird, but...”

“What's that?”

“I need to talk to Dean. The guy you hooked up with on the first night.”

Troy looked confused for a few moments. He opened his mouth and Kevin shook his head.

“Please don't ask. It's important, or I wouldn't ask.”

“Okay,” Troy told him, believing him immediately. “I've got his number. I'll text him and see if he can come in tonight or tomorrow before work.” He pulled out his phone to do exactly that. “As long as you're not sleeping with him, cause that might get weird.”

Kevin let out a breath of relief in a laugh. “I'm not. Thanks.” That solved the problem of figuring out who Dean was and how to get a hold of him. “Now, we've got to get that menu done before we meet Rube on Sunday. We gotta get it nailed down so we can test it.”

“Yep,” Troy agreed. His confusion gone now, he seemed even more affectionate with Kevin as he went to grab paper and sit down with him. As soon as he sat down, he glanced at his phone. “Friday night, after work?”

“That works for me. He a night owl?” Kevin asked.

Troy nodded, his thumbs flying over the screen as he answered. “Probably lookin' for some from me afterwards... not that I'm complaining... he's pretty good--”

“Don't need to know,” Kevin laughed.

“But it's research for you now.” Troy grinned and put down his phone, picking up a pen and paper.

“I can do my own research.” Kevin blushed at the thought of it, though. There was so much he wanted to test out.

“Look at you,” Troy laughed. “Okay, mind in the game again, Kev. Cheesecake, not dick.”

They bantered easily over the process of designing and writing it out, and Kevin's heart felt light as he started listing their most popular desserts from last week to adapt their planned menus to the market.

Troy was there for him, and now his best friend knew about the two of them. He prayed Dean would be there to help Eli without question, too.