At Long Last

system at all. He wanted him. Now. Tonight. Only it seemed like Scott wanted to push him away.
    He stood and unfastened his jeans, pulling them off and neatly folding them to place in his overnight bag.
    The bathroom door opened and Scott emerged dressed in a thin red T-shirt and what looked like flannel pajama bottoms.
    Not so fast, Scott.
    Preston yanked off his shirt and turned to face the other man wearing only his charcoal gray briefs, his erection jutting forward. Scott noticed, too. His eyes went wide, his cheeks pinked, and he looked away quickly.
    "Bathroom's yours if you want it," Scott said, not looking at him. "I'm going to get some sleep."
    He watched Scott pull back the sheet and blanket and climb into bed. Preston grimaced and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
    When Preston came back out wearing only his briefs, Scott's back was to him and he was clearly trying to pretend to be asleep.
    Preston gritted his teeth and walked to the side of the bed Scott lay on and sat on the edge. "Scott, I want to talk to you."
    Scott's eyes remained closed. Little punk.
    Preston shook his shoulders. "I know you're awake. No one can fall asleep that fast."
    With obvious reluctance, Scott opened his eyes. "Okay, what do you want? I'm really--"
    "Tired. Yeah, I know. You've said it plenty of times. Twice on the walk back from the restaurant and twice since we returned to the room." Preston ran his fingers through his hair. "Look, I'm sorry."
    "Sorry?"
    "About earlier today. I didn't mean to hurt you. Can you just forget it and forgive me?"
    Scott just stared at him with those puppy-dog eyes and, for a fractured breath, Preston was pretty sure he would say no. Then he smiled a really sweet smile. "Okay. I forgive you."
    Preston swallowed back his relief and leaned down to place a quick kiss on Scott's lips. "Good. You have too many clothes on. Take them off."
    Scott raised an eyebrow. "You know motel sex isn't really all that great. It's totally overrated. The beds are loud and uncomfortable and you always worry about making too much noise so your neighbors know exactly what's going on."
    "Well, I think I'd like to find out for myself." He tossed the condom packet he'd brought out of the bathroom on the nightstand next to the bed. "Scoot over."
    "Scoot over? Go to your own side of the bed."
    Preston laughed and shook his head. "Nope." He pushed at Scott to make room, but when he didn't, he lay on top of the other man and kissed him, his fingers grabbing onto the hems of Scott's shirt. "Take it off."
    "Mmpf," Scott said against his lips. He pushed a little at Preston's shoulders, and then reached for his own shirt. Preston helped.
    "Now the bottoms, Scotty," he said, nipping the other man's bottom lip. He could now feel Scott's erection pushing through his pajamas. His pulse leaped in anticipation.
    Preston helped remove the bottoms which ended up being pushed to the bottom of the bed. His hand covered Scott's right thigh, inching closer to his cock.
    "Pres," Scott gasped, his hips already lifting to give Preston access to his ass.
    He couldn't say what it was about Scott that made him want him so much. The man was good looking. Sure. But so was his best friend and Scott's brother, Jack. He didn't want to fuck Jack. He'd wanted the young man even before he'd left for six years. He'd tried to pretend otherwise. Did it mean Preston was gay? Hell, he didn't know. Bisexual maybe. He didn't care to analyze it.
    He sucked on two fingers and slipped them between Scotty's legs, probing for his entrance. His fingers slid in easily.
    "Oh, God, Scotty," he murmured. "Get the condom."
    Scott bit his lip and stretched his arm over for the packet. He tore it open using his teeth.
    Preston snatched the condom out of his hands and straightened just enough to roll it over his erection. Instead of going straight for what he wanted though, Preston dove down and pulled Scott's hard cock into his mouth.
    "Ah, geez." Scott leaned back and pushed himself farther into Preston's mouth.
    He'd never had a guy's cock in his mouth before. And this wasn't just any guy, either. It was Scotty. Which somehow made it far more important. In the last few days he'd done a lot of things with Scott he hadn't done with anyone else. His tongue had been in the other man's ass, it shouldn't be all that shocking for his mouth to now be wrapped around Scott long, thick cock. And strangest of all, he wanted to make the other man come in his mouth.
    Preston