Page 17 of In the Shadows

Gabbing the bottle of wine from the ice bucket, I uncorked it and poured us each a glass before removing the silver domes covering our plates.

“Voila, surf and turf for two,” I announced.

“This looks fantastic. Man you know I can eat my weight in shrimp,” he said, taking the first bite.

“That I do.” As the sun began to set, Joey grabbed his phone and started snapping picture after picture. “Hey, let’s do a selfie with the canyon behind us,” I suggested. We walked over to the edge of the balcony and he began clicking away. Some, you could see our bare chests in, but my favorite was the one he snapped right as I kissed his cheek. The playful smile on his face will be forever imbedded in the forefront of my mind. “Text me those pics, okay?”

“Of course.” He turned to snap more photos. I stood behind him, my chin resting on his shoulder as we watched the magic unfold right before us.

The sun reflected through the incoming clouds at various points, eliciting the most magnificent hues along the canyons rugged edges. Majestic shades of purples infused with tones of blue filled the darkened areas where no visible light shone through. Where the sun cast its warmth on the rocks, golden glimmers sparkled amidst the hues of oranges, pinks and taupes. Every color of the spectrum was represented in one facet or another. As the sun fell behind the clouds and night set in, each shade darkened taking on another pigment in the pallet. The ethereal feel of experiencing Mother Nature at her finest was something neither of us would ever be likely to forget.

We finished our dinner in companionable silence, not uncomfortable by any means as we glanced back and forth from each other to the canyon. So much to absorb, to take in. Sharing such a romantic evening between two men who were about to take the final step into consummating their relationship. The air chilled as the sun said its final goodbye and with both of us in shorts and shirtless, it was time to move this date inside.

“Rob said we need to be on the bus at six, so I set my alarm already,” I said, plopping down beside him on the bed.

“Thank you, Stoli.” He rolled over, and began playing with the patch of hair on my chest.

“You’re welcome.”

Threading my fingers through his hair, I cupped the back of his head in the palm of my hand, holding him in place. Our eyes never wavered. Pupils blown, emotions high, the need to be as one consumed our very souls.Where is all of this coming from? Poetic? That I am not, although the lyrics I’ve written would argue otherwise.

Our gentle kisses grew passionate, needy. We only parted long enough to slip out of our shorts before finding one another again.

Uncertainty crossed his face as he drew back, making me question my next move. “Are you nervous?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Don’t be, it’s me. I love you, faults and all,” I said, not sure if that was the best time to make a joke, but I felt the need to lighten the mood.

Which seemed to have worked as the pad of his thumb rubbed across the head of my cock, increasing the swelling in my shaft. His touch alone set the base of my spine on fire. I pushed my head back into the pillows, drawing in a ragged breath. When I looked down, he gazed directly into my eyes as he clamped one of my nipples rings between his teeth, giving it a tug.

“I’ve got your faults,” he mumbled while tugging the other.

“Ugh, you’re killing me,” I said, rolling him onto his back and pinning his arms above his head. While there was only an inch in difference between our heights, I easily had him beat in muscle. I nibbled his neck, he squirmed beneath my hold, but was unable to break free. But he bucked up when I nipped his collar bone. I sucked a mark into it before leaving a trail of marks down his chest.

Reaching under the pillow, I took the lube and condom I’d hidden there earlier out. His eyes clocked my every move, swallowing hard as his nerves resurfaced.

I paused. “You okay?”

“Um yeah, but I was thinking.”

“Yes?”Maybe he wasn’t ready for this.

“Um, I was thinking that maybe we could forgo the condom?” he asked, biting down on his lip. “My tests came back negative and I’ve not been with anyone since you know, Lucas.”

“I’m negative too.” I had to laugh, remembering Sal’s comment when he made the four of us go to the clinic before we left on tour.None of my bands will be out there helping doctors earn their pay by writing non-stop scripts for antibiotics.The thought of no barriers between Joey and I sealed the deal for me, making this dream a reality.

After coating a couple of my fingers with lube, I leaned over, sweeping each of his balls inside my mouth in turn. Licking my way up the underside of his shaft as my finger outlined his hole. Drawing the tip of his cock inside my mouth, I inserted a finger in to the first knuckle. While my mouth made its way down his shaft, my finger worked its way inside him. Fuck, his ass was constricting.

I worked my mouth and finger in unison, hoping he’d relax, but he wasn’t.

“Babe, you gotta relax.”

“Sorry, this is new to me.”

I dropped his cock and sat back. “Wait, what?” I froze, my finger still buried inside him.

He bit his bottom lip and looked everywhere but at me.

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