Page 20 of Rocking the Trucker

As soon as they were in the first open room, he began pulling off his clothes and could not help smiling as Gabriel did the same. He locked the door as Gabriel dropped his jeans and boxers before reaching in and turning on the shower.

Once they were both naked, Sam pulled Gabriel in for a hug and a long, deep, thorough kiss. When they were both panting, he cupped Gabriel’s ass cheeks in his hands and lifted him. Gabriel helped by wrapping his arms and legs around him and holding on as he walked them under the now warm shower spray.

Sam did not stop until Gabriel was pressed against the tile wall. He lifted Gabriel slightly and fit the head of his cock into Gabriel’s back hole. Breathing deeply together, he slowly slid home, their harmonizing groans filling the air.

Once he was fully seated, Sam held still to give Gabriel time to adjust to the intrusion.

He leaned down and licked and kissed the space where neck and shoulder met. “God, you feel good.”

Gabriel began wiggling in his arms, and Sam pulled back, trying to determine if he wanted to get away, or something else. “Comet?”

“Move, dammit.”

Sam could not help but laugh at the strained expression on his man’s face and the way he was trying to move himself on his cock. Arching his back, he pulled back before slamming home again.

He continued the slow, sharp strokes for several minutes, watching Gabriel to make sure the man was enjoying himself. From the glazed look in his eyes, he was.

When his balls began to squeeze tight, Sam leaned harder into Gabriel’s upper body while reaching between them with one hand. Wrapping it around Gabriel’s cock, he began to slide it up and down in counterpoint with his movements.

“Sam!” Gabriel called as his cock began to pulse in his hand. A moment later, warm semen covered both their bellies.

With that, Sam relaxed his control and allowed himself to come as well. Dropping his head to Gabriel’s shoulder, he locked his legs to stay on his feet.

It took several minutes before he did not feel like he was going to pass out. Lifting his head, he checked on Gabriel, seeing the man panting and grinning as he recovered.

When he was finally able to feel his toes again, Sam eased his cock from Gabriel’s body and set the man on his feet. They then quickly cleaned up and got out of the shower. After drying off and dressing, they headed to the restaurant for lunch before returning to the trailer for some well-deserved sleep.

Chapter Eleven

Gabriel stood justoffstage and worked on breathing and staying in the moment. It was the last night of the tour, and though he was well prepared for the next two hours of singing, he was not ready for what came after that. Mainly because he did not know what would happen once Sam drove them back to Kansas in the morning.

Sam stood beside him but maintained a six-inch distance between them. It had become an unspoken agreement that there would be no PDA, no handholding or hugging or touching of any kind. Not that he worried about whether people thought he was straight or not, but he did not want his relationship with Sam to take away from attention the album was getting.

So there they stood, together, but separate, and not talking about whether their relationship would continue once they returned home.

Gabriel knew he stood on the edge of renewed fame. But did he want to return to the world where every move he made was captured by paparazzi and every person he came in contact with wanted something from him?

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