Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume

caught his shoulders and drew him close. It wasn't perfect. They bumped noses, changing angles. His lips were bruised against Daniel's teeth. Daniel's tongue was wet as it traced from his lips to his chin. And yet even the imperfections made it real. He was here, in this place with Daniel. This was not imagination, not a dream, but wetness and heat and short breath and the strength of Daniel as they pressed together in the dim lamplight.
    After a long time, Daniel broke the kiss and reached to brush Jacob's hair off his forehead. "What would you say to getting undressed?"
    Jacob swallowed. "Yes?" His whole body was just about shrieking, hell, yes!
    Daniel reached for the top button of Jacob's pants. "Help me out here."
    Jacob pulled his jersey over his head. "How can you be so calm?" he muttered.
    Daniel's laugh was almost soundless. He let go of the button and held out his hands. His slim strong fingers trembled slightly.
    Suddenly Jacob felt a wave of tenderness. That was so like Daniel, pretending to be cool when he was shaken. Jacob caught Daniel's hands in his own, kissed the tip of one finger and then sucked it into his mouth. He kept his eyes fixed on Daniel's as he worked with his tongue, licking and sucking. Their breaths caught in unison. Daniel's eyes darkened.
    "God, that's too much. Stop. Let me..." Words failed them, but the tension was broken. They fumbled together, unbuttoning, kicking off shoes, stripping socks, Jacob's clothes and Daniel's falling discarded to the floor. Until they were both standing there in their skivvies.
    Daniel reached over and pulled the sheets down on the bed. "Come on." Slowly but without hesitation, he stripped off his underwear. Jacob's eyes were drawn inexorably to Daniel's hard erection, almost feeling rather than seeing the bob and pull as Daniel freed himself from the last of his clothing. Daniel held out his hand. "Come to bed, Trip."
    Jacob couldn't help dropping his eyes to the floor as he gave up that last vestige of his modesty. Naked, aroused and breathing shallowly, he climbed onto the other side of the bed.
    "Very nice." Daniel slid over toward him and put a warm hand on his hip.
    Jacob kept his eyes on Daniel's strong hairy chest, "I'm not big like some guys."
    "You look perfect to me." Daniel moved closer, shifting and sliding down to fit their bodies together, naked skin on skin. The next kiss was different. A simple kiss became something else when the press of Daniel's mouth was combined with the warm slide of his rough palms down Jacob's back, and the steel-in-silk poke of his erect cock against Jacob's hip. Jacob gasped and squirmed, trying to get closer still. The rasp of Daniel's hairy chest across his pecs and the hard weight of Daniel's thigh thrown over his hip felt unfamiliar and yet perfectly right.
    Jacob pushed Daniel's shoulders to the mattress and wriggled over, trapping Daniel underneath him. Daniel gave a delighted laugh and fisted in Jacob's hair to pull his mouth down. Jacob kissed him almost blindly, driving his hips down against the yielding strength of Daniel's belly. Daniel's legs came up around his thighs. They thrust together in grunted asynchronous rhythm.
    Jacob thought there must be something else, something he should be doing. He wasn't totally ignorant about sex, even if this was beyond his experience in every way. But he lost track of thought, of should and ought to, in the drive of his body against Daniel's. Every sense was overloaded. There were the sounds Daniel made, pressing back up in equally frantic demand. There was the wet eager plunge of Daniel's tongue in Jacob's mouth. There was the smell of man and sweat and cigarettes and salt water on skin. Daniel's hands moved from Jacob's hair to his ass, digging in with a force that would leave bruises, as they tried to get closer, harder, faster.
    And then Daniel groaned deep in his throat, and Jacob felt the sticky slick of Daniel's cum spill between them. And it was enough, more than enough. Jacob arched his back, his mouth dropping open, as he came against Daniel's body in sharp, blinding arcs. The climax spasmed through him, taking away breath and sight. Until he dropped emptied and boneless on Daniel and was caught and held in the circle of Daniel's arms.
    Slowly, their breathing eased. Jacob nuzzled in against Daniel's hair, hiding his face in the soft, dark strands. Daniel's arms eased their grip around him. One rough fingertip traced Jacob's back, from the nape of his