Chasing the Rainbow by Kade Boehme Read Free Book Online Page B

together, dicks straining against one another. Jody sighed in resignation and pleasure. Kiss the snake.
    He almost laughed at the thought but Bobby slipped his hand inside Jody’s jeans and wrapped around his cock. “Motherfucker,” Jody blurted.
    Bobby let out a heady chuckle as he nibbled Jody’s jaw, behind his ear, while doing his best to stroke Jody’s cock inside his pants. “You’re so hard for me, Jo. You need this as bad as me, huh?”
    Jody had no clue why he was being so wanton. This was not him; he didn’t do this. Even when he was younger, he never just slept around. But Bobby was right about that. He was so fucking hard for the man who smelled of musk, and man, and a little spicy aftershave. And he most definitely needed. Needed more, needed harder. Needed Bobby.
    “Yes, fuck yes.”
    Bobby was like some kind of clothing ninja, because with a few swift motions, Jody’s pants were pulled to his knees and Bobby settled his own naked lower half on Jody’s. “How’d you do that?” Jody asked, breathily.
    “What can I say? I learned some tricks on my road to being the best gay I could be.”
    Jody laughed for real, enjoying the fond way Bobby looked at him. Bobby watched Jody for a moment before winking and dipping down to steal another kiss, moving to slide their cocks together. Jody’s laughter dissolved into a moan.
    Bobby took Jody’s cock in his hand and whispered for Jody to do the same for him. They both started jerking each other off, whispering dirty things, and rutting like teenagers. It was probably the most fun, freeing sex Jody’d had, ever. He didn’t feel pressured, either. Yes, this was going faster than he’d intended, but he was pleased Bobby hadn’t tried to move right to fucking.
    “Just like that, Jo. I’m almost—” Bobby’s head fell onto Jody’s shoulder, and he let out a loud sigh which was followed by wet spurts over Jody’s hand. That pushed Jody over, his balls pulling up, cock erupting between them, their cum mixing on Jody’s stomach.
    They lay there for a long moment; trying to catch their breath, cocks dripping. He couldn’t even bring himself to be pissed that he’d fooled around on a first date. It wasn’t his norm, but it’d been so long since he’d gotten laid, and he’d wanted to touch Bobby Gugino for months—years if he was honest—and it’d been as great as he’d thought, even if it’d just been some mutual masturbation.
    Bobby was dead weight. Jody feared he’d fallen asleep. “Hey, Bobby?” 
    Bobby grunted in response earning a chuckle from Jody. “Hey, let me up. I’ll go get something to clean this mess.” Bobby rolled off, gifting Jody with a lazy smile. Jody leaned down and kissed Bobby sweetly, chastely. A thank you more than anything. He felt much lighter, more comfortable around Bobby now. Though, he supposed that was to be expected when you were covered in the man’s cum and he was smiling at you like that.
    When Jody had pulled up his pants, leaving the fly undone, he made his way to the bathroom. He grabbed the towel he’d used after he showered earlier and wiped the mess off his stomach and dick. He walked into the living room and handed the towel to Bobby.
    “Want a fresh beer? I think those got warm.” He had a spring in his step that hadn’t been there earlier. Amazing the wonders and orgasm could do.
    When he came back in the living room with the beers in hand, the smile he’d worn died a swift death. Bobby was up, and had put his shoes on, refusing to meet Jody’s eyes.
    “I should probably go. I know it hasn’t been that long, but….”
    But you’re acting like a fifteen year old. “Okay.” He hated himself for how disappointed he sounded, but he shouldn’t. This definitely wasn’t the first time he’d been fucked and run from. He probably did that thing one of his exes called the “starry eyes.” Damn. He really had to get better at this sort of thing. He didn’t know why he’d thought Bobby