Chapter 15 #2
He was doing his best to keep himself together, but he was slowly losing the battle .
No. Not slowly. He was barreling down the track and ready to fly off the rails.
He blew out a breath. He figured Heath wouldn’t care how quickly he came, but Dayne did.
This was too damn good to cut it short.
When Heath began to slam back into him, Dayne teetered to the point he might not be able to recover.
He counted to ten in his head. He crushed his own lip between his teeth. He thought about the boring paperwork waiting for him on his desk.
Fuck. None of that helped.
He finally had no choice but to let go. He pushed forward and stilled, his balls emptying deep inside Heath.
He couldn’t hear anything over the ringing in his ears or his own breath pumping in and out of his lungs, so he sure hoped Heath wasn’t saying anything important.
As soon as he was back on solid ground, he opened his eyes and stared at the muscular back of the man he just fucked. He dropped his forehead against it and took a minute to compose himself.
Heath patiently waited for Dayne to pull out before straightening. Dayne yanked off the condom, tied it off, and put it aside. He was raised to carry out anything carried into the woods. Like a condom full of cum.
“You okay?” Dayne asked.
Heath turned to face him. “Yeah. I can pretty much figure out you are, too.”
One side of Dayne’s mouth pulled up. “Damn right I am. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. I get my turn next.”
That he did.
“By the way, I couldn’t tell you’re pierced. ”
“Pity. I guess we’d have to go bareback for that experience.”
Heath made a sound, then grabbed the condom that had been set aside, along with the last two lube packets.
As Dayne began to move into position, Heath stopped him with a shake of his head. “No. Not like that.”
Dayne raised his eyebrows and watched Heath quickly encase his cock in latex before leaning his bare ass back against the rock.
One thing was for certain, Dayne would never look at that boulder the same again.
A lube packet appeared in front of his face. “Do you want to lube yourself up?”
“No, you do it.”
Heath ripped open the first packet and did exactly what Dayne had done: spread the lube all over his cock before taking care of Dayne.
At the angle Heath perched against the rock, Dayne couldn’t quite sit on his lap, but he could easily back into him. “You don’t need to ask if I’m?—”
Ready.
Instead of finishing, he grunted as Heath rammed his cock into him, emptying Dayne’s lungs of the breath he’d been holding.
Damn , the man filled him up completely. Heath wasn’t huge but he was thicker than most girth-wise. Luckily, Dayne had no problem handling it. He actually welcomed the fullness.
Heath made short, quick thrusts, spearing his cock inside him while pushing and pulling Dayne’s hips into him.
This man was in no way holding back. He had probably been waiting for this moment as much as Dayne had been waiting to fuck him .
He closed his eyes and listened to Heath’s heavy breathing and the rhythmic slap of their bare, heated skin, as well as the occasional grunt.
If he hadn’t just emptied his balls, he’d be rock hard right now. Even so, every stroke that dragged Heath’s cock over Dayne’s prostate still managed to milk the little fluid that remained.
Every once in a while, Dayne could climax without ejaculating. And today, Heath somehow managed to pull that off. He had to lock his knees to stay on his feet.
Without a pause in the action, Heath asked, “Did you just come again?”
“ Mmm hmm ,” was all Dayne could manage.
“Holy shit,” he whispered.
Dayne gathered his brain cells so he could form actual words and not sound like a blubbering idiot. “It happens sometimes if I’m drained dry but I’m not done playing.”
The first time, he had no idea it was possible. After that, he did some research to see if it was normal.
“I’m…”
Heath didn’t have to say anymore. Dayne could finish that sentence. Heath had reached his tipping point.
Seconds later, with a low roar, his hips slammed into Dayne’s ass one last time before he collapsed backward against the rock, taking Dayne with him.
They both stayed like that for a few moments.
He wasn’t sure if Heath was contemplating life right now, but Dayne could honestly say: life was good .
Heath glanced over at Dayne to see that he had paused while getting dressed to close his eyes and turn his face up to the warm morning sun breaking through the trees.
The sweat from their cardio workout—the run and the sex—had now dried on their skins and both were in desperate need of a shower.
Hot water on his overworked muscles would feel good.
Heath pulled his still-damp running shorts up his legs. “We should get back soon. Cara might be wondering if we’ve been eaten by those bears.”
As much as he wanted to get back to her, he also hated the idea of ending this quiet moment out in the woods.
Dayne’s eyes slowly opened and his chest expanded as he pulled in a deep breath. “I can’t even begin to tell you how many hours I spent on this mountain as a kid. Back when summer seemed endless and my biggest worry was how to get out of doing farm chores.”
Dayne laughed softly at some distant memory and the softness in his features stirred something in Heath that was better left alone.
“Once those chores were done, my brother and I would hike through these woods like we were out to discover a new world. Even in our teens, we’d come up here to talk about our dreams, what we’d do when we finally escaped Fisher Falls.
Not once, in all those years, did we ever think of this place as our forever home.
We always knew we were destined for something bigger than this little town could provide. ”
Heath couldn’t help but laugh at the irony of the something bigger they ended up bringing to the very town they had been determined to escape, which seemed to drag Dayne back to the present with a longing smile.
“But you’re right, we should get back to Cara, and I need to get my work done so I can spend time with you two later.”
“Is this weird for you?” Heath asked, wondering if what they’d shared had prompted the man’s walk down memory lane.
Dayne’s hazel eyes met Heath’s, but his expression was suspiciously blank. “What?”
Heath perched his ass against the boulder to pull on his socks and sneakers. “Spending a few days with the same people.”
Dayne finished pulling on his own socks and running sneakers, tugged his T-shirt over his head, then shrugged on his hydration vest.
That vest had come in handy this morning for sure.
After Dayne was done, he finally answered, “Yes.”
“But you plan to do it anyway,” Heath concluded.
“It’s less than a week. I’ll survive.”
Dayne’s tone said otherwise.
Heath chuckled softly. “You don’t sound so sure.”
“Honestly, my brain is screaming that this is a trap.”
Heath’s laughter quickly dissipated. “What do you mean?” He certainly wasn’t out to trap anyone and didn’t want to be trapped himself.
“What we did up here took me back to my childhood.” Dayne shook his head.
“Not the sex, of course, but spending time out here in these woods. For a little while this morning, it lifted the weight of my responsibilities off my shoulders and I felt…carefree. Even content. I don’t know how to explain why that feels… dangerous.”
Or he simply didn’t want to.
Heath’s brain might not be screaming the same, but he understood where the man was coming from. “Is it because this feels like more than simply sex?”
“What do you mean?” Did the blood drain from Dayne’s face?
Heath explained. “I came here not expecting to make any connections. Have fun? Yes. Relax? Yes. Spend my stay with the same two people? No.”
Dayne’s brow furrowed. “You’re not obligated.”
“Of course I’m not. And neither are you. But I’d regret not exploring whatever drew the three of us together.”
“Attraction and sex. Simple.”
“If only it was,” Heath countered.
“You think it’s more?”
“I don’t know. I mean, I saw you two yesterday, and despite being very occupied, I had a difficult time keeping my focus on what was happening on the blanket and off of you two.
There was something about Cara’s reaction to what you were doing to her…
” Heath shook his head. “It was real and pure. Maybe it’s because she’s not jaded and is looking at what goes on here with fresh eyes. ”
“Funny, that’s what drew me to her, too. And that’s usually not the type of person I seek out.”
“Me, neither.”
“C’mon let’s go check on Cara. I can take her to breakfast while you fulfill your obligations.” Heath hooked an arm around Dayne’s neck as if they’d known each other for more than a day.
“Adulting. I give it zero out of ten stars,” Dayne muttered as they headed back to the trail.
“But look what you have achieved because of all of that adulting. A successful business that caters to people like us.”
“People like us,” Dayne repeated in a murmur. “What some might consider degenerates.”
“I can’t imagine you care about what people think.”
Dayne shook his head. “I gave up on that a long time ago. Twisting myself into a pretzel in an attempt fit into societal norms got old quickly. How about you?”
“I decided after I married to appease my parents, that I needed to be true to myself if I was ever going to be happy again.”
Dayne playfully knocked his shoulder into Heath’s. “And look at you now, having sex with strangers on a blanket in front of an audience one day and the next, sex in the woods with a man you’ve only known for a short time.”
That was the kicker. It felt like he’d known both Cara and Dayne for so much longer than that. They had slipped into a fast and easy companionship.
Would that continue? Heath wasn’t sure, but he sure was willing to find out.