Chapter 12 #2
He followed Steven into the lounge area. The others were on the sofas, chatting. For a second, Carmine wanted to run. What had he got himself into?
Noah patted the sofa next to him. Carmine gratefully took the place and exhaled when Noah placed his hand on Carmine’s thigh.
“You okay?” he whispered.
Carmine nodded.
“It’s nice to have a triple date,” Jonas said.
“Triple?” Carmine asked.
They all shared glances.
“Am I missing something?” Carmine added.
Adam sat up. “The thing is, Jonas and I are seeing each other.”
Carmine’s jaw nearly hit the floor. Now it was out in the open it made sense. They had a chemistry that Carmine hadn’t fully noticed but now seemed totally obvious.
“Wow,” he replied. “You’re doing a great job of keeping it out of the media.”
He glanced at Stephen, who had the grace to look uncomfortable.
“It’s not easy,” Jonas said. “Until we retire in a couple of years, that’s the way we’ve decided to play it.”
“I won’t say anything. Thank you for trusting me.”
Noah squeezed his leg. It obviously meant a lot that his friends had invited Carmine into the inner circle. Yet Steven’s words about the age difference were still replaying in his mind. If and when they went public, the criticism would be real and vicious.
Carmine wasn’t sure he was ready for that. If he wasn’t, they had no future.
He took Noah’s hand. They needed to talk.
They managed to get through the meal without any other bombshells. Carmine enjoyed himself immensely. He was guilty of expecting professional footballers to talk exclusively about the game. That certainly wasn’t the case.
He’d loved hearing Adam’s stories about his journey in fatherhood and Steven relaying his latest family drama. They really were normal people underneath all the football furores.
Once everyone had left, Carmine helped Noah tidy up. It all felt deliciously domestic.
“You and Steven got on well,” Noah said.
“The two old-timers found common ground.”
Noah stopped and frowned. “Hardly.”
Carmine couldn’t hold it in any longer. He told Noah everything about his conversation with Steven.
“He’s out of line,” Noah declared fiercely.
“No he isn’t. Noah, I didn’t tell you to make trouble. They’re understandably worried about the impact our relationship will have on the club.”
Noah paced the room.
“Cheeky get. Was he trying to put you off me?”
Carmine stopped him by grabbing his waist. “Firstly, that wasn’t his intention and secondly, he’d have to try a damned sight harder than that.”
Noah relaxed and wrapped his arms around Carmine’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
“Thank you for being patient,” Noah said. “The club takes up such a lot of space in my life.”
Carmine chuckled. “My father and brother have been Brockton-obsessed all my life. I’m used to it.”
He embraced Noah. When they were together, everything seemed possible.
“Can I ask you something?”
Carmine frowned. “Of course you can.”
“Why haven’t we fucked?”
He certainly hadn’t been expecting that. Carmine took a step back and stared into Noah’s eyes.
“I might ask you the same question.”
Noah shrugged. “I guess I wasn’t ready. You might not even like that.”
“I like that.”
“Really?”
“Of course. I think we need to work on our communication skills.”
Noah nodded. “You might be right.”
“How about we forget the tidying up until the morning?”
“Now that is a great idea.”
Carmine followed Noah into his bedroom. The anticipation raging through his system. He glanced down at Noah’s perfect ass and licked his lips.
Inside his boxers, his cock was already hard.
Noah appeared nervous.
“Are you okay?” Carmine asked, stroking his cheek.
“Yeah. I guess. It’s just…well…are you top or bottom?”
“Both. You?”
“Both.”
“There’s no need to be afraid,” Carmine said. “It’s only me.”
Noah sighed. “I know. Performance anxiety is a real thing.”
“You can face a striker incoming at God knows what speed yet you’re worried about me?”
“I suppose when you put it like that, I’m being silly.”
Carmine kissed the tip of Noah’s nose. “Not silly. Perfectly understandable. Now get that ass of yours naked.”
Noah raised an eyebrow. “Your wish is my command.”
Carmine could see that he was going to have to take control. Considering Noah was so confident in a lot of areas in his life, he was surprisingly prudish when it came to bedroom activities. Something Carmine was only too pleased to work on with him.
“So I’m in charge, am I?” Carmine said, warming to his theme.
“Looks like it.”
“Fine. Clothes off, Farman.”
Noah didn’t need telling twice. Carmine did the same.
As usual, Carmine took a moment to admire Noah’s body. How had he got so lucky?
They crawled onto the bed and fell into each other’s arms. Carmine ran his hands all over Noah.
“Fuck,” he murmured.
Noah silenced him with a kiss. Then he pushed Carmine away and straddled him.
It appeared the decision had been made over who would be the bottom that particular night. Carmine rested his hands on Noah’s thighs.
“I want you inside me,” Noah said.
“Do you have condoms?”
Noah nodded. He jumped off the bed and retrieved condoms and lube from a bedside drawer.
“Wait,” Carmine said. “Look out of the window.”
Noah frowned but did as he was told. Carmine came up behind him with his chest against Noah’s back.
“Give me the lube,” he whispered in his ear.
Noah handed it over his shoulder. As Carmine squeezed some onto his finger, he lightly kissed Noah’s neck, making him shudder.
“That’s nice.”
“Spread your legs.”
Once again, Noah obeyed. Carmine glanced down. He’d been visualising this moment.
He traced around Noah’s hole with the lube, eliciting a gasp from him.
The room was silent. Carmine was sure that Noah would hear his heart beating. Gently he pushed the tip of his finger inside.
Fuck, he’s tight.
Noah pushed back. Carmine allowed Noah to get used to the sensation. With his free hand, Carmine placed it on Noah’s chest.
“More.”
Carmine expertly slid his second finger inside. Noah’s body accepting him.
Noah squeezed his own cock.
“Don’t you dare,” Carmine said.
“You’re turning me on so much.”
“Get on the bed.”
Noah turned, causing Carmine’s fingers to slip out.
“How do you want me?”
“Your choice.”
Noah lay on the bed. His whole gorgeous body available for Carmine.
“My favourite,” Carmine said, licking his lips.
“Me too.”
Carmine positioned himself between Noah’s legs. He bent to suck Noah’s solid dick but was stopped by Noah.
“Better not.”
“Fair enough.”
He took a condom from Noah’s outstretched hand. Not breaking eye contact, he ripped the wrapper open with his teeth and rolled the condom onto his cock.
“Expertly done,” Noah said.
“You haven’t seen anything yet.”
He rested Noah’s legs on his shoulders. They were heavy. He supposed that was what came of fucking a muscular powerhouse of a man.
Once he’d got used to the weight, he pushed his cock against Noah’s ass.
“Tell me if I go to fast,” he said, kissing Noah’s calf.
Noah relaxed and Carmine was instantly granted access to him. He slid inside. The heat sending waves of pleasure washing over him.
God it felt so good.
Once Carmine was fully inside, Noah moaned.
“Hold it for a second,” he said.
Carmine did just that. He’d been fucked enough times to know how important it was to go at the bottom’s speed. He also glanced down at Noah’s massive dick. One day soon it would be his turn and he certainly wanted to set an example.
“Okay. Go.”
Slowly Carmine rocked to and fro. At first the movement was barely noticeable. He took great pains increasing gently. Noah closed his eyes.
“That’s amazing. More.”
Carmine leant forward so Noah’s knees were by his head. He kissed Noah and bucked his hips. Noah grabbed his face with both hands and stared into his eyes.
“Now really fuck me.”
“My pleasure.”
They fucked hard. Noah matching Carmine’s moves perfectly.
“Tell me when you’re going to come,” Noah panted.
Carmine had beads of sweat on his forehead. He never wanted to stop. Being connected to Noah like this was everything he’d dreamt of.
Noah gripped Carmine’s shoulders. Digging his nails into Carmine’s flesh.
“I’m going to come,” Carmine stammered.
Noah took hold of his own cock. He pulled furiously as Carmine continued in his pursuit of pleasure. The view was incredible.
“Me too.”
He arched his back before crying out. His ass contracted around Carmine’s cock, which brought on his orgasm.
Carmine clutched Noah’s legs as the exquisite sensation pulsed through his system. For a second he could barely focus as the aftershocks sent tremors through him.
When he opened his eyes, Noah stared up at him.
“Not a bad start,” he said.