Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 2

on his glasses. Clearly, he could see well enough without them, as he tugged Cory outside at a fast clip. He pulled Cory out the door and around the corner of the building, shoving him up against the brick wall. Cory groaned when TJ ground their hips together, his heart racing even faster than it had on the dance floor. TJ kissed him like he wanted to crawl inside and take up residence.
    Cory answered his passion, letting the feeling of being alive fill him up. He filled his hand with TJ's ass and pressed them together. Hissing at the feeling of his jeans rubbing his aching cock, Cory let go of TJ's mouth. TJ sucked at his neck, making chills race down Cory's spine.
    Suddenly, TJ let him go and stepped back. He was panting as he pulled his glasses out with shaking hands. He shook his head once as if to clear it, and then put the glasses back on his face, pushing them up. Cory felt his cock throb. Holy beeswax, this man was sexy times ten.
    "My feeling is, we'd better go somewhere private," TJ said. "This is a family event, after all."
    Cory couldn't help it. That prim sounding tone turned him on even more. "God damn, you're so fucking hot," he blurted out.
    TJ gave him another smoldering look and grabbed his hand, tugging him toward the street where they were parked. Cory practically had to run to keep up.
    "Do you need me to drive?" TJ asked, as they got close to the car.
    "No, I got it." Cory unlocked the doors with his fob. He jumped in the car and started the engine. "Just keep your hands over there," he warned. He wasn't sure he could keep from wrecking the car if TJ touched him right now.
    "Your place or mine?"
    "My place is closer." Cory punched up his speed. If he thought he could get by with it, he'd break every traffic law in Iowa.
    "Your place it is," TJ said. Cory noticed he grabbed the grip above his door, but he didn't say a word about Cory's driving. His leg was bouncing with pent up energy. There was an awkward silence, the only sound their mingled breathing.
    Cory laughed. "Dammit, this is the longest fifteen minutes of my life."
    "No kidding." TJ chuckled. "I want you inside me."
    Had he really just heard that? Surely his fantasy life was intruding on reality. "Could you run that by me one more time?"
    "I want you inside me," TJ said, looking right at him with that intense stare.
    Cory blew out a breath. "You're killing me." He heard his tires squeal as he rounded the last turn into the apartment complex. He pulled into his usual spot and jumped out of the car. He didn't wait for TJ, just used the key fob to lock the car over his shoulder when he heard TJ get out.
    He took the stairs two at a time to get to his door, and felt TJ press against his back the minute he fumbled his keys into the lock. TJ ran hands down Cory's stomach to rub his cock through his jeans. He was breathing hard into Cory's ear. Cory loved that he seemed to be just as carried away. He ground his ass back against TJ's erection while he fumbled to get the door open so they could stumble inside.
    He shut the door and pushed TJ up against it. They were laughing, and kissing, and groaning as they began kicking off shoes and tugging and pulling at clothes. Cory started to kiss his way down TJ's torso as he unbuttoned his shirt. TJ grabbed Cory's T-shirt and wrestled it off of him. Then, he hauled Cory back up to kiss him, shaking his head when Cory tried to go down on his knees.
    "Nope, I want to come with you inside me," TJ said.
    Could this man be real? Cory wondered as he felt his head spin. But, then TJ was biting at his chest, and Cory couldn't think any more. TJ began to walk him backwards. "Where's the bedroom?"
    Hitching himself up onto TJ's tall frame, Cory wrapped his legs around the man's waist. "Last door on the right." He nibbled on TJ's neck, feeling him shiver as he carried them towards the bed. TJ tossed him into the center of it. Then just stood staring at him. "Damn, you are beautiful," TJ said.
    Cory grinned up at him as TJ hopped on each foot to tug off his socks. Next, he went to work on Cory's socks. Cory sat up and grabbed for TJ's pants, undoing the button and drawing the zipper down. TJ shoved at the waistbands, stripping pants and briefs off with one swift motion. He stood there in nothing but his unbuttoned, white shirt and glasses, his beautiful cock standing straight up.
    Shoving the zipper of his own pants down, Cory wriggled out of them while TJ shrugged his shirt off. "Leave the glasses," Cory