Chapter 3 #2
“I was so humiliated. When I broke up with him he said such horrid things about me and the dynamic. I just stood there as he called me every name in the book. I couldn’t even defend myself. I couldn’t hurt him like he hurt me because I still show him as my boy.”
“That’s not why.” Cupping Brad’s face, Luca thumbed away the tears that had started to fall. “You did it because you loved him.”
“Maybe,” Brad said. “Doesn’t make it hurt any less.”
“No, I don’t imagine it does. I’m sorry that I brought back a bad memory.”
“It’s okay.” Brad lifted his head. “But now you know that I don’t find you disgusting. I think you’re beautiful.”
It was nice to hear. Too nice.
“I can give you a better apology,” Brad said.
“It was fine.” He sort of felt guilty for how he’d been treating Brad but it wasn’t like he could have known. How would Luca have known?
Sinking slowly to his knees, Brad peered up at him. “Are you sure?”
Oh! Oh wow. Brad was a sight kneeling in front of him.
“I think I owe you a blowjob at least.”
“You want to suck me off?” Luca couldn’t believe the words coming out of his own mouth. How exactly had they gotten here?
“I really do, baby. I know it doesn’t mean anything. That we could never be anything, but I’d like to have this with you. At least once.”
Luca ignored the hurt that pierced his heart when Brad declared that they couldn’t be anything more than this one time. It was impossible. Brad wasn’t ready. He was still too raw from the last boy that he’d given his heart to.
“You can tell me no.” Brad held his hands up. So close to Luca’s cock.
He was not an idiot. Only an idiot would turn down a blowjob from Brad. “Yes please.”
Brad flashed him that sexy grin before grabbing Luca’s belt and undoing it.
Standing frozen, Luca was still shocked that this was happening. In the middle of the coffee shop. Okay, maybe not the middle. Even with the large windows around the building, the counters hid Brad from view of the outside world.
This was totally going to end up becoming his favorite memory ever in the place. Luca was going to remember Brad kneeling in front of him every time he slipped that apron around his neck.
Brad tugged Luca’s jeans down his ass and Luca returned his attention to where it belonged. Really, Luca was going to enjoy every single second of this.
“Say yes again,” Brad ordered. “Tell me you want this.”
Sliding his fingers into Brad’s hair, Luca tugged him forward. “I want this. I can’t wait to feel your lips wrapped around my cock. Now suck me please.”
“So polite,” Brad praised. The real reward was when he rubbed his big hand across Luca’s tight briefs.
Luca whined as he squirmed against Brad’s palm.
“Do you want something?” Brad teased. He ran his finger across Luca’s erection over the cloth.
“I want to feel you,” Luca admitted.
“Like this?” Brad tugged Luca’s underwear down past his ass. “My hand?” He wrapped those long fingers around Luca’s erection.
Luca pumped his hips. “You said you’d suck me.” That had been the plan, right?
“I did.” Brad gave Luca’s dick a few strong strokes. “However, I didn’t say that I wouldn’t play with you first.”
“But!” Luca tried to push forward but Brad’s hold tightened.
“You don’t like this?” Brad stroked Luca a few more times. “I thought you would enjoy it.”
“I do! Yes! That’s good.” Good. So good.
“You feel good in my hand,” Brad replied as he continued to jerk Luca off. “I knew you would. I didn’t even get to look at this pretty cock last time. I’m going to look my fill this time.”
“Look. Touch. Suck,” Luca offered. “Whatever you want.”
“Such a good boy,” Brad said.
Fuck! Luca’s hips jerked on their own. He loved being told he was a good boy. Even if Luca knew he was more of a brat.
“Oh! You liked that.” Brad’s chuckle sounded naughty. Hot. Fucking sexy.
It wasn’t much of a question since Luca’s cock had gotten impossibly harder in Brad’s hold. Leaning his full weight onto the counter behind him, Luca gripped Brad’s hair desperately.
Sticking his tongue out, Brad collected the precome from the tip of Luca’s cock gently.
Luca shuddered with need and desire.
“Mmm. I knew you would taste good,” Brad told him.
He whimpered. Luca fucking whimpered. He was so goddamn turned on that it was crazy. It was making him crazy.
“Make that sound for me again. Make all the sounds,” Brad ordered.
“O…okay.” Whatever Brad wanted. Luca would do it! He just needed.
Brad started to stroke him again. This time with a firmer grip and obvious intent.
Luca rocked his hips, pushing his hand through the circle that Brad made with his fingers.
“Now I’m going to really taste you,” Brad said. “I’m going to make you come. Will you give it to me?”
Gripping Brad’s hair, Luca yanked. “Yes!”
Brad dove down to swallow Luca’s shaft.
His cockhead slammed against the back of Brad’s throat. Luca pulled out then shoved himself back inside. Then he did it again as Brad sucked.
Fuck! Oh yes! That was good. Awesome. The best. Brad might have been talking about Luca’s mouth but Brad was the real master at this. He could take Luca’s cock far down his throat and the way he swallowed was pulling Luca closer to release.
Throwing his head back, Luca rode Brad’s mouth. Used him.
Best apology ever!
All too soon Luca was fighting for breath. He was being rough—perhaps too rough—but he just needed a little more. Just…more.
Brad grabbed his ass cheeks, yanking Luca closer before he started to rub across Luca’s hole.
“Yes! Please!” Luca shouted. His throat hurt. Had he been yelling? Was all that noise coming from him?
With the press of a finger against his hole, Luca let loose. He pumped fast and hard then released inside Brad’s mouth.
And Brad swallowed down every single drop.
Luca collapsed against the counter as Brad gentled his sucking to a soft suckle. His cock grew sensitive and he grunted.
Brad pulled back to grin up at him. “Good.”
Unable to force his mouth to work, Luca nodded.
Laughing, Brad rose, only to retrap Luca against the counter. “Want a taste, baby?”
“Ye…yeah.”
Brad kissed him. This wasn’t like the club though. It wasn’t all heat and vibes. Brad coaxed Luca into opening his mouth before their tongues touched.
He could taste himself on Brad’s tongue.
They kissed for minutes. Long, amazing, and erotic minutes. Slow and sweet before Brad slowly pulled away.
“Thank you for accepting my apology,” Brad said.
Luca laughed. “Try to piss me off again. This was totally worth it.”
* * *
Brad
Okay, so he probably shouldn’t have sucked Luca off the previous night.
Brad absolutely shouldn’t have helped Luca re-dress and close the coffee shop then walked him upstairs to the apartment above the shop.
And it was beyond dumb of him to have kissed Luca again before leaving him standing at the closed front door.
Mixed signals? Yeah, Brad had thrown those all over the place. He truly didn’t know what he’d been doing. Alright, that was a lie. Brad just couldn’t help himself. He’d wanted Luca. Wanted Luca bad enough that he’d thrown all his rules and promises to himself out the window.
“Hey, man! Are you doing okay? You’ve been quiet today.”
Turning, Brad caught the water bottle that Josh tossed him.
Twisting the top off gave him time to think about the question.
Or more accurately taking the time to avoid blurting out the truth.
Brad knew that he could talk to Josh yet was hesitant to do so.
He liked having something with Luca all for himself. “Fine.” He remembered to reply.
Josh shook his head with narrowed eyes filled with suspicion. “Is the heat getting to you? We still have a couple more hours to go.”
They’d done their time on boat patrol and now were stationed around the surfing contestant tents back on the sand.
The ambulance was parked in the parking lot but they’d been given a city ATV to be closer to the crowd in case help was needed.
Only a few hours remained of Brad’s first shift on this chaotic weekend.
He finally understood why everyone had been warning him.
Being on the boat hadn’t been so bad. Brad didn’t mind watching from a distance as the beach filled to near capacity.
And he’d never seen an organized surfing event in real life.
He’d needed to keep his attention on the people in the water.
There were camera men, safety personnel, and the surfers all out deep in the ocean and it was Brad’s job to protect them.
To make sure no one was lost among the massive and huge waves.
So why was Brad only interested in finding one lone figure?
Only one dark-haired man held Brad’s attention.
And Brad was impressed. Extremely impressed because Luca could surf.
No, that wasn’t the right description. Luca didn’t just ride the waves.
Luca commanded the waves. A god in the ocean.
Brad already thought Luca was hot but seeing him today had Brad’s cock hard and thick, wanting to come out and play.
He caught himself snorting and shook his head. Brad needed to get his shit together. Luca was just one man or, more accurately, boy. Plenty of others out there that Brad could hook up with. Even if Luca was the one that Brad truly wanted.
“If you need a break—” Josh offered.
“No, I’m good,” Brad assured his work partner. “Still shocked at all of this.” He waved his hand around.
Josh downed half his bottle of water before wiping his mouth. “I did try to warn you.”
“I know. I know.”
Leaning against the ATV, Josh grinned. “It might be pure chaos but we get one hell of a view.”
Following Josh’s gaze to a group of men playing beach volleyball in the smallest swim trunks possible, Brad chuckled. His friend wasn’t wrong. “Not going to argue with you.”
Josh gave a wolfish grin. “Someone catch your eye?”
Brad very purposely did not look behind him where the surfers rested between rounds. “Nah, man. I’ve got enough on my plate trying to finish my certifications.”