Of Love by Sean Michael Read Free Book Online

things again without thinking of Kent.
    “Excellent. You taste like you. I like it.”
    He laughed, moving to open their zippers, letting them rub flesh on flesh. “As long as you like it, I’ll take it.”
    “Uhn.” Kent’s eyes crossed as they touched and one leg hooked over his.
    He kept his hand down there, wrapped around both of their cocks and stroking. The heat built, nice and steady, leaving them both panting softly.
    “Oh God, Kent. It’s so good.”
    “Uh-huh. It’s supposed to be.”
    Laughing, Dex nodded. “Yeah. Yeah. It’s just really good.”
    “It is.” Kent’s fingers joined his, grasping low on their pricks.
    The man’s little finger bumped against his balls, and Dex groaned, jerking. “Oh God, love your touch.”
    Kent didn’t answer, but the touches didn’t stop, their fingers meeting again and again. He moved a little faster, looking into Kent’s eyes in the near darkness. He thought he could hear their hearts beating.
    The pleasure built and built, colored only by the sky and the dancing firelight.
    “Close, Dex. Close.”
    “Me too, lover.” He nodded, feeling that knot in the small of his back, the heaviness in his own balls.
    “I want to feel you come against me,” Kent said.
    “Love the things you say.”
    “I say how you make me feel.” Kent grabbed him, fingers in a tight circle that slipped up along his cock.
    “You first,” he whispered.
    “Uh-uh. You.”
    Laughing, Dex squeezed harder. Kent made a desperate little sound, hand moving.
    “Together,” Dex suggested, knowing he couldn’t hold on much longer.
    “Like… like how you think….”
    “Uh-huh.” Groaning, he squeezed tight, come fountaining up from his cock.
    An answering heat sprayed, spreading over his prick. Kent’s spunk smelled sweet, just like he tasted, and Dex moaned, pressed into another kiss.
    “Man,” Kent said, panting against his lips. “We’re going to have to get creative to do something new for three days in a row.”
    Dex laughed. “I bet we manage.”
    “Yeah. Yeah, I bet we can.”
    Dex couldn’t wait to find out.

Chapter Six
     
     
    SO, THE whole no-rain thing? Not so much with that. It not only started raining on their first full day out, it started pouring. Like a deluge. Kent sat in the foldout chair just inside the tent and watched, eyes wide. At least the tent wasn’t leaking.
    Dex, the crazy nut, was out running, claiming he had to put in at least a little training.
    Kent curled up in his blanket and read, glad he’d powered up his Kindle. He had a towel at the ready—Dex was going to be soaked when he got back. It took a special kind of dedication to not only train every day, but also do it in inclement weather.
    Him, he wasn’t into that. No way.
    It sure made for lovely muscles, though, which he got to enjoy as Dex appeared from around the curve of the road. Soaked through, Dex’s clothes only served to accentuate the ripped abs, the strong leg muscles.
    “Look at you.” Kent shivered and stayed wrapped up, offering the towels.
    “It’s a little chilly.” Dex winked.
    A little. The man’s nipples were hard. Kent could see that through the T-shirt.
    He reached out, stroking one gently. “How was your run?”
    Dex shivered for him, and when he answered, his voice was husky. “Good. It’s beautiful out here.” Stripping down, Dex made short work of drying himself off.
    “Wet and chilly, but pretty, huh?”
    “You got it.” Dex shivered but didn’t get dressed, wrapping himself in the towel instead. “I don’t suppose you’d like to help warm me up?”
    “You perv.” Kent stood and opened his blanket, and that was when a jolt of lightning hit the lake. “Whoa!”
    It wasn’t long before the thunder sounded, and Dex tugged him in close. “Damn, I’m glad I got back before that started.”
    “Yeah….” Okay, that was… worrisome.
    “We’ll be safe enough in the tent. We put that rubber ground mat under it, remember?” Dex pulled him