Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 8

himself that even Josh would have had a hard time identifying his shaky, "Hello, Felix."
    "Um, who is this?"
    Josh could almost see the thought of one last chance to back out flash across Trey's face before he said, "It's Trey. Holgersen."
    "Trey? Holy shit, Trey? You mean, you and Josh...?"
    "Yeah. Me and Josh."
    "Wow. Shit. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm just surprised."
    "I'm sorry. I'll understand if you don't like it."
    "I didn't say that." Josh heard Felix's voice get that little drawl he used to cover emotions. "It's just unexpected. But if Josh can be gay, I don't see why you can't. You do know our mom will hit the roof though? Maybe you can persuade Josh to keep quiet for a while."
    Trey's eyes met his and Josh shook his head firmly.
    "I don't think I can do that," Trey said.
    "Damn." There was a moment of silence. "You'll be around for him afterward?"
    "As long as he wants me."
    "Okay. Okay, give me back to Josh again."
    Trey handed the phone back. Josh left the speaker on. No secrets here.
    Felix said, "Hey, big brother."
    "Hey."
    "So, you really love him?"
    "I really do."
    "I didn't even know you guys were spending time together again. You used to be inseparable but... were you, you know, back then?"
    "This is new," Josh said steadily. "Or at least, I didn't know it back then."
    "Mm. Well, I don't really want to get involved, but if you need to talk to someone after Dad stabs you in the gut and Mom burns you in effigy you can call me."
    "Thanks." He meant that sincerely. "Really, thanks, Felix. It means a lot."
    "Yeah, well, it's a weird fucking world. If you take up decorating or ballroom dancing I don't want to hear about it."
    "No problem. Thanks again. Go back to sleep."
    "Like that's happening. Bastard." Felix's voice cut off and the phone went silent.
    Josh set it on the bedside table and raised an eyebrow at Trey. Trey's erection had dropped to half-mast during the phone call but as Josh looked him over that pretty dick began to revive. Josh smiled. Trey said, "You actually have condoms somewhere?"
    "I'm sure there's a couple in my bag."
    "Why don't you go get one and then come here and fuck me?"
    Josh bit his lip because there was his other elephant, tap dancing around the room. Instead of saying no, he said, "Why rush? I want to taste every inch of you."
    "Or maybe you could taste every inch of me," Trey agreed. He ran a finger up his cock, which hardened more at his touch. "Especially these seven inches."
    "Don't tell me you measured." Josh laid a palm on Trey's chest over his nipple and felt the nub tighten under his hand.
    "Doesn't every guy?" Trey's breath caught as Josh kneaded his chest, bringing his second hand to join the first, pinching at both nipples. "Oh yeah, nice."
    Josh gave him a light shove. "Lie down flat. I was serious. I want to lick you all over."
    "An offer I can't... ah... refuse." Trey gasped as Josh slid his hands up to pin his shoulders to the bed and leaned in to lick slowly up Trey's neck.
    "Mm." Josh hummed against Trey's skin, brushing his lips over the textures of Trey, interspersed with little flicks of his tongue. He took his time, mapping this new, mature body of his best friend. A couple of times, he had a moment of disbelief, a moment when he brushed his cheek against Trey's hair, or looked up from biting his lover's chest to meet his eyes, and thought, Wait, this is Trey! But as he became immersed in the smells and textures of the man, the strangeness vanished. This was Trey, and this was home.
    He was only half-hard himself. His whole attention was on this odd warmth building in him, affection, completion, and the near-desperate need to please and satisfy Trey. He slid lower, straddling Trey's thighs and took Trey's cock in his mouth, sucking hard to make a tight space for that sweet invasion. Slowly, bobbing wetly up and down, he relaxed his mouth and throat and let Trey in.
    Trey's hands landed on his head as Josh began to suck him off in earnest. "Wait." Trey's voice was hoarse. "Gonna come if you don't slow down."
    "Good," Josh mumbled around a mouth wonderfully full.
    "But you..."
    Nope. Josh put everything he had into it, using his tongue and mouth with wild abandon to the job of getting Trey Holgersen to lose his mind. Trey was whimpering continuously and shoving his cock almost violently into Josh's mouth by the time Josh was ready to change positions.
    He pulled off, ignoring Trey's gasp of, "Fuck, don't stop." Grabbing Trey's legs he pulled him to