“Don’t. Fuck me.” Cody groaned and turned TJ’s head, taking his lips in a hard, demanding kiss. TJ kissed him back, his bodytrembling, then he was back on the table with Cody’s hand on the back of his neck while the other gripped his hip.
Grabbing his dick, TJ whimpered as he stroked, his balls pulling up, a tingling growing in his groin. Suddenly Cody slammed in, cried out and jerked behind him. TJ whined, then cried out when Cody pulled out, spun him around and dropped to his knees, sucking his cock. TJ didn’t last a minute before he was shooting down Cody’s throat, his body shaking.
The table kept him upright as he recovered, and when Cody stood and pulled him in for a soft, slow, sensual kiss, TJ went willingly. “Hmm. I think I like this makeup sex.”
TJ coughed out a laugh. “That makes two of us.”
“Upstairs for round two?”
“Give me a minute to recover. I’m not as young as you or as big as you. Can you carry me?”
“Ah, so that’s why you gave me a chance. You want me to carry you everywhere.”
“Damn. You found out.” They smiled at each other, then TJ cried out as Cody lifted him over his shoulder. “Hey! Put me down.”
“Why would I do that when I have you where I want you?” A finger slid over his ass, then pushed inside. “God, I want you again. I can feel your hole, all wide and wet and ready for me.”
TJ’s dick pulsed, and he moaned. “Cody. You can’t say things like that.”
“Never talked dirty with a man?” Cody carried him up the stairs and into their bedroom.
“I haven’t done much with a man.” He didn’t feel so bad admitting it now. Cody might have had more men than him, but they were both experiencing something new with each other.
Cody helped him stand up, then took TJ’s face in his hands. “I want to do it all with you.” He quickly stripped, and TJ ran hishands over Cody’s wide chest, letting his fingers play with Cody’s nipples. “They’re not as sensitive as yours.”
“Shame.” TJ watched Cody sit on the bed and pat his knee. “You want me to ride you?”
“Fuck yeah. Then I can kiss you and play with your dick at the same time.”
TJ pulled the rest of his clothes off and straddled Cody, feeling a little self-conscious, but Cody didn’t seem to notice. “Cody—”
“Fuck, look at you. I had visions of what you would look like naked, but you are way better. I love your body. The weight of it on me, the feel of your hairy legs, fuck, your nipples…” Cody leaned down and licked one, then sucked it hard, causing TJ to jump. “Yeah. You’re perfect.”
“I don’t think so. Look at you. All muscles and—”
“Scared and fucking totally in love with you. You are perfect to me.” Cody grinned. “Now lift yourself up and fuck my dick. You know you want to.” TJ couldn’t help but laugh, and Cody kissed him. “Now we know we like each other’s bodies, let’s fuck.”
“You have a way with words.” TJ helped Cody roll the condom on, then moved onto his knees. Cody held his dick by the base and TJ slid down, feeling it stretch him wide. He bit his lip and groaned at the fullness, then Cody was there, kissing him and holding his hips, encouraging him to move. They didn’t stop kissing or touching as TJ rode Cody, and he had never had a connection with someone like this. Not even with Toni, and he adored her. Cody seemed to understand him, saw him in a way few others had, and TJ felt strong and powerful. Cody had a way of chasing his insecurities away, and it made TJ feel amazing.
When Cody took over and rolled TJ onto his back, he wrapped his legs around him and held on as Cody pushed them both over the edge. Their hot, passionate kisses slowed to soft ones that had a deeper effect on TJ than the hard, dominant ones had. He could feel Cody’s emotions through them, and he held him close.
He might not have been ready for Cody, but now that he’d made the jump, TJ had no plans to let him go. Cody was his.
Chapter Nineteen
Cody
Cody followed TJ inside Toni and Carter’s house, and winced when he heard a girl scream “Papa!” Quickly followed by one of the boys shouting, “Dad’s here!” A girl with tumbling dark locks came running at TJ and threw herself into his arms, squealing, “Papa,” again. So this was Macy.
A lanky blond-haired boy, no, not a boy, teenager, walked around the corner and smiled at TJ, then stared at Cody. Cody saw the frown, the way he looked like he knew Cody but couldn’t quite place him. He wouldn’t, really. He’d been a kid when he last saw Cody, and Cody had looked far different then.
“Arthur, right? You’ve shot up since I last saw you.”
Arthur continued to stare at him, then mumbled, “Cody?”
“Yeah and I’ve grown too. I’m taller than your dad now.”
“When did you get back? Have you seen the new Zombie game? Mom won’t let me have it because I’m not old enough.” Arthur rolled his eyes. “Have you played it?”
