Page 7 of Grave Danger

Moving down, Cody kissed the tip of Demetrius’s chin, the side of his neck, and then tugged his T-shirt down to kiss the hollow of his throat.

Demetrius sighed and slid his hand up the leg of Cody’s boxers. He cupped the smooth surface of Cody’s freshly shaved balls, smiling at the grunt of appreciation he received in response. Cody spread his legs wide and moved his mouth up to claim Demetrius’s in a hard, tongue-heavy kiss.

“I need more room to move,” Cody said between kisses. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”

When they stood, Demetrius chuckled at the tent in Cody’s boxers. He took hold of his cock through the material and led him down the hall to the bedroom. They quickly shed their clothes and Cody pulled him close, tumbling them onto the bed. Kissing and grinding together, Cody tweaked each nipple, softly brushed through the hair covering his chest and belly, and took firm hold of Demetrius’s cock.

Demetrius delivered a final kiss, then got to his knees and reached into the nightstand drawer for the lube. He ran the flat of his tongue up the length of Cody’s long, hot dick, smiling at the moans his attention produced. At the tip, he swirled his tongue around the cap, savoring the taste of Cody’s precum, then dropped his mouth over him. He sucked and licked the length of him, delivering kisses and gentle sucks to the tip. He lost himself in the rhythm of it, and when Cody shuddered and pulled his head up off him, Demetrius felt a bit out of sorts.

“You almost made me come,” Cody said with a shaky laugh. “But I’m not ready yet.”

“Me neither.” Demetrius squeezed some lube into his palm and warmed it before applying it along Cody’s length. He pushed some inside himself, closing his eyes as he fingered his hole with one hand and gripped Cody’s cock in the other. When he was ready, Demetrius straddled Cody and slowly took him in.

“Oh, God,” Cody said. “I love being inside you.”

“I love it, too.”

Demetrius had to stop and restart a couple of times before he sat flush with Cody’s pelvis. He leaned down for a kiss, then began to move, lifting his ass and slowly lowering it. Cody’s dick stretched and filled him like no other. Even with all the years they’d been having sex, Demetrius sometimes still had to convince himself it was actually happening.

He propped himself up with his hands on Cody’s chest. Beneath his palm, Cody’s heart pounded hard. Cody gripped his ass cheeks, spreading them wide to give him even deeper access. Demetrius bounced on Cody’s cock, the head stroking his prostate and sending waves of precum to drool down his length.

“I gotta shift,” Cody said. “I need to drive.”

He held Demetrius on him as he rolled them to the side, never slipping out of Demetrius’s ass. With Demetrius on his back, legs up, Cody grabbed his ankles and thrust into him. They looked into each other’s eyes, Demetrius stroking himself with one hand and pinching Cody’s nipple with the other.

Cody’s thrusts intensified, his skin slapping against Demetrius’s, cock sliding deep and hitting Demetrius in just the right spot.

“I’m coming,” Demetrius said with a gasp.

“Do it,” Cody growled. “I’m almost there. Come for me.”

Demetrius shouted as his load splattered across his belly, hot and thick. His muscles pulsed around Cody’s length, and just as Demetrius finished, Cody tipped his head back and shouted up at the ceiling as he climaxed deep inside him.

After, Cody dropped down over Demetrius. Still inside him, he framed Demetrius’s face between his big palms and smiled as he delivered soft kisses.

“I love you,” Cody whispered.

“I love you,” Demetrius whispered back.

The oven timer started buzzing. They broke into laughter at the same time, and Cody gently slipped out of him. It was always the saddest part of it all for Demetrius, leaving him feeling cold and empty, even though he knew Cody’s cum was still inside him.

“I’ll get the nachos if you need to clean up,” Cody said.

“Yeah, thanks.”

Cody stroked a finger down his cheek and kissed him once more. “You always know how to make me feel better.”

“Yeah?”

“Absolutely. Nachos do the trick every time.”

Demetrius smacked Cody’s bare ass, then watched him run laughing out of the room.

Yeah, Cody would be okay. They both would be okay, eventually.

He got up and went into the bathroom to clean up, hearing Cody cursing from the kitchen and knowing, just knowing because he knew Cody, that he’d taken a bite without waiting for it to cool.

God, he loved that man.