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Drum nipped Jake’s lower lip. “Do you want me?”

Unsure exactly how he meant that, Jake shook his head no. Whatever Drum had in mind, he wasn’t ready for it. All he wanted was to shoot his load and sleep in peace. Belatedly, he realized Drum couldn’t see him in the dark. Obviously, Drum interpreted his silence as acquiescence because he was sliding down Jake’s body, his mouth leaving a moist trail as he headed toward his belly button.

His heart beat hard in his chest. His pulse throbbed in his neck.
Ohgod,
ohgod. What was Drum going to do
?

Chapter Five

Jake should’ve pushed Drum away, but a gnawing need grew inside him, and Drum possessed the power to subdue the ache.

This gut wrenching feeling was lust, nothing more. He would let Drum lick him and stroke him, maybe let him explore a little further. A blowjob was a blowjob, right? It didn’t matter if the giver was male or female. In one quick yank, Drum pulled Jake’s underwear down his thighs, exposing his hard cock to the cool shelter air. His pulse jumped into his throat when Drum dragged his slightly rough tongue up the prominent vein of his burgeoning shaft.
Easy, now
. He fisted his hands at his sides. Drum closed his warm mouth over Jake’s hot arousal.
Fuck!
His hips lifted off the ground as Drum rubbed his tongue up and down the shaft at the same time he drew the length deeper into his throat. Sparks shot through his groin and flashed through the center of his penis, making it instantly harder.

He’d never had sex like this before. Drum gorged on his cock, slurping and sucking, making it as hard as a titanium rod. True to his nature, Drum squirmed restlessly, shifting for maximum body contact. Soon his idle hands skimmed up Jake’s belly and roamed over his chest.

“Okay?” Drum mumbled with his mouth half full of man-meat. Jake covered Drum’s hands, lightly, guiding his fingers over the planes of his torso, showing him where he liked to be touched. Then he let go, leaving Drum to wander at will. He rocked his hips, pushing farther and farther into the moist recesses of Drum’s mouth, and his lover took him deep, deeper than any woman had ever tried.

A low moan pulsed around his solid shaft, burst into Jake’s groin and triggered a tightening in his nipples. With his palms sliding over Jake’s pecs, Drum noticed the change and began to play with the peaked nubs. As his neck suffused with heat, Jake murmured his approval. Without thinking about it, he slipped his fingers through Drum’s hair, comfortable with the connection.

Drum moaned again as he plunged his mouth downward, driving Jake’s cock to the back of his throat. Jake’s heartbeat jumped. A few more seconds and he was going to lose it.

If it had been any other stranger between his legs, he probably would’ve ejaculated without a care, but Drum treated him like a considerate lover, not a fuck-in-the-dark playmate. It was only right he reciprocated. He fisted Drum’s silky hair and gently tugged. “Enough.” The experiment proved exactly what he feared. This wasn’t impassive sex. Drum was too involved, and Jake was falling for him fast.

Much to his regret, Drum backed off with one last lick to the head.

“Is that all you want from me, Jake?”

How the hell was he supposed to answer that? He wanted more, but from Drum? He wasn’t sure.

His cock twitched with the urge to come. With a sigh, he grabbed the hot, slick shaft and slid his fist up and down. He thought about Drum’s soft mouth enveloping him and stroked faster. A tiny grunt escaped his lips. Drum sat in the darkness nearby and said nothing. Right now, he didn’t care what Drum thought. He needed release!

The muscles in his ass tightened in quick pulses as he rolled his fist over the throbbing head. God, he wanted to fuck something. He slid his hand up and down, faster and faster, pulling at the head, wishing Drum would touch him… anywhere.

He could hear Drum breathing in the darkness, long deep breaths, a little unsteady. Was he jerking off too? He imagined he was stroking in time with him, as frustrated and horny as Jake, his balls just as tight. Unable to stand the separation any more, he held onto his throbbing erection and lunged toward Drum, unsure of his position and not caring. Any contact worked for him. His shoulder knocked against Drum’s shoulder.

Drum grabbed his upper arms and shoved him backward into the corner.

“Release, Jake. Spurt your seed on my belly.” Drum stabbed his tongue into his mouth, first tasting, then sucking Jake’s tongue. A hot-cold chill ran across his shoulders. He drew his brows together as every muscle in his body tightened. A spasm rolled through his groin and he let loose. A long hiss whistled through his teeth. He pulled every last drop from his cock, smoothing the last bit of moisture over the sensitive tip.

Drum smacked a final kiss on his lips but didn’t move away. “My turn.”

Warm, raspy breaths blew past his ear. The unmistakable bump of knuckles in motion nudged his hip. “Jake… Jake…” His breathing turned harsher. “I want… to fuck you… so much.”

Drum’s brash words jolted him. His imagination hadn’t taken their relationship that far. He’d guessed that’s what Drum ultimately wanted, but he hadn’t pictured it until now. It amazed him how quickly he envisioned his face pressed to the floor, Drum above him, spreading his legs, and prodding his ass for entry.

He couldn’t imagine willingly offering his hole, but if Drum forced him…

He squeezed his ass muscles tight and relaxed. In some perverse way, that intrigued him. From a clinical viewpoint, of course. Jake jumped when Drum’s tongue flicked his earlobe. The warm tip traced his outer ear. With one arm pressed against the side wall and Drum pinning the other arm, there was little he could do even if he wanted to brush him away. Which, surprisingly, he didn’t. Totally in tune with Drum’s passionate desire, he sat perfectly still, listening to his pulse beat in his ears along with Drum’s breath.

“Jake,” his friend whispered in a long breath. A low moan followed, sounding loud although his mind told him his name had been emitted softly. “I want you!”

Warm wet cream splattered onto his side.

He should’ve been repulsed. Instead, his semi-limp cock twitched with excitement. Without touching him, he’d made another male come. He dropped his face into the crook of Drum’s damp neck. What had they done?

Slowly, Drum relaxed, lowering his butt onto Jake’s outstretched legs which were bound together by his underwear. Up until that moment, he hadn’t realized Drum had been kneeling on either side of his thighs. It felt awkward having a man sitting on him, but the feeling didn’t last long. Drum slipped to the side, pulling Jake down to the floor with him. With an
oomph
, Jake more or less toppled onto Drum’s side.

“Sleep with me, Jake,” Drum pleaded. His arm slipped over his back, holding him close.

“It’s not even close to rest time,” he argued, although his eyelids fluttered with lethargy.

“Pretend.”

What the hell? He was tired. Probably from boredom. It had nothing to do with his racing pulse and troubled mind.

He relaxed his stiff shoulders and sank against Drum. The heat from Drum’s body felt good. He smelled kind of nice, too. Earthy. Sexy.
Blazing stars
. He was in way over his head.

* * *

Jake slept in fits and starts, waking off and on from dreams of lunging beasts jumbled with Drum’s heated gaze. The scabs on his ankle itched. The close proximity to Drum overheated the side where they touched while his other side froze. Although his flight suit lay in a jumbled heap nearby, it didn’t seem fair to dress when Drum had nothing but a loincloth to warm him. With as much stealth as he could, he rolled over and tucked his cooler side close to Drum’s heat, then reached out and draped the dusty flight suit across their hips.

Still, he couldn’t sleep. Despite the darkness in the shelter, his internal clock knew it was daylight outside. With his mind spinning around his conflicting feelings for Drum, he couldn’t relax. Finally, he sat up, adjusting the length of the flight suit over Drum’s nearly naked body before he moved away.

He’d just settled his back against the wall when he heard Drum shift.

“Can’t sleep, Jake?”

“No.”

His flight suit whipped against his legs. “Put your clothes on. I can hear your teeth chattering.”

A strip of light eased into the space as Drum slowly opened the hatchway. Before Jake voiced his concerns, Drum inserted the lattice of woven twigs over the opening. Warm fresh air sifted into their cold haven. As Jake dressed, he watched Drum crawl to the back and retrieve the animal fur he’d cured. Rather than throw it over his shoulders, he scuttled back to Jake’s side, sat down beside him, and tossed the fur over both of their chests.

“How is your ankle?”

“Fine.” He cast his portion of the fur onto Drum’s bare legs. “This flight suit is temperature adjustable. You need that hide more than I do.”

“Your lips are blue, and your suit isn’t warm yet.” He flung the fur back onto Jake. “My body has a higher tolerance for temperature changes than yours.”

Jake tossed the green fur off him. The memory of the ferocious animal it had once been gave him the creeps. “I’m fine.” When Drum grabbed the edge again, Jake shoved him onto his back and pinned the fur over him, restraining Drum’s arms beneath the ragged edges.

His newfound friend’s eyes blazed at him in anger. “You’re no good to me if you’re sick.”

The comment made little sense, but right now, Jake wasn’t thinking clearly. His focus had wandered to Drum’s sharply cut cheekbones, the broad nose flaring with irritation, the smooth line of his jaw, lips pursed in frustration, and the slightly pointed ears poking through his dark, silky hair. He’d never taken a good look at him before. The dark marbled coloring that covered most of his body only framed his tan face. It made him look more human, less alien, and… striking.

Damn, now simply looking at Drum made his pulse quicken. After a few long, tense moments, Drum’s gaze softened. Jake let go of the fur and backed away quickly, banging his back against the wall, and hugging his knees to his chest. He knew that look. His body responded to it like a pre-programmed sexbot in ready mode. His cock rose. Heat swamped his chest and neck. His palms sweated. He licked his dry lips.

“Why do you fight your desires, Jake?” Drum asked softly, leaning up on his elbows.

“Because I… You…” He shook his head.

Drum waited, letting him gather his thoughts, but they continued to swirl in a murky eddy of indecision. After an interminable amount of time, he finally asked, “Do you want me to relieve the ache in your cock?”

The member in question jumped. “I don’t know what the hell I want.”

“You do, Jake,” Drum said, sitting up. He crossed his legs, and leaned toward him. “You simply won’t admit it.” He resettled on his knees in front of him.

Jake closed his eyes as his face drew nearer. His chest muscles twitched when Drum’s manly scent floated around him. He didn’t pull away when firm lips touched his, nor did he voice a protest when Drum broke the arm lock around his legs and spread his knees. He could feel his heartbeat thumping against his rib cage when Drum’s hand rubbed the length of his erection and then pulled at the sealed closure at his crotch. With a sigh of resignation, he slid his heels along the dirt floor, lowering his legs on either side of Drum’s hips.

Smooth fingers pulled his cock free, out into the open air. He breathed a soft gasp between Drum’s parted lips.

“I swore I’d take care of you, Jake,” Drum said against his mouth. “Let me.” His tongue slipped into Jake’s mouth, full of sensual promise. Resistance fled once again. Jake kissed him back, lost in hazy desire. Drum nudged him sideways and he slid down the wall onto his side. It was a testament to Drum’s powers of seduction that Jake barely noticed how Drum settled him onto his back. The next thing he knew Drum was covering him with his sleek body. Erection ground against erection while tongues dueled and strong fingers kneaded straining muscles.


Equitash benini
,” Drum muttered.

Too dazed to ask what it meant, Jake silently considered the meaning while Drum shifted down his prone body. One lick on his rigid cock and all thought fled. He lay at the mercy of Drum’s warm, wet mouth, spellbound by the long drags of his tongue and the gentle tugs on the skin covering his solid shaft. Moist breath puffed over the head of his cock, teasing, delighting.

No one had ever made him feel this good. He pressed up his hips in a silent plea for more. Drum accommodated him by closing his lips over the head and sucking gently. His hands soothed and caressed, sliding over Jake’s thighs, between his legs, fondling his balls, and rubbing his abdomen.

Unlike the frenzied, get-it-over-quick blowjobs he’d had from women in the past, Drum took his time, slowly drawing his pleasure to a heartstopping peak. A tremor shuddered through his groin, lifting his hips off the floor. He lifted his head to watch, splayed the fingers of one hand through Drum’s silky hair and twisted the strands into his fist. “That’s it, Drum, suck me.”

He guided Drum’s head up and down. His eyelids drifted closed and he sucked in his breath as his balls tightened.

“Ack!” Jake jerked at the pinched feeling around his balls. Drum had circled his thumb and forefinger over his cock base and behind his balls, cutting off his climax. “I’m leading this skirmish, Jake. I don’t want you to come yet.”

“Fuck you!” He tried to push Drum away, but the grip around his genitals squeezed tighter. He gnashed his teeth. It wasn’t painful, but it was damn uncomfortable. He wanted to come!

“We’re a team,” Drum said, pausing to nip his inner thigh. “I’ll give you whatever you want Jake, but I take the lead.”

“Who made you king?” he grunted, digging his fingers into Drum’s shoulders. His pulse beat double-time. Drum’s grip on him made his shaft harder than ever. His clenched jaw popped when Drum slowly stroked his cock up and down with his free hand.

“Do you not like how I make you feel? Aren’t you more excited now than when
you
wanted to come?”

Even though Drum gauged him perfectly, Jake wanted to slap him for his arrogance. Granted, Drum had more experience at this male-on-male thing, but he wasn’t certain he wanted to succumb to Drum’s authority. As a scientist, he usually investigated new territory by his rules, no one else’s. On the other hand, he’d often surrendered his leadership role to someone with more knowledge on a subject. Didn’t Drum fit that description?

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