Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 8

like it."
    "Sucks to be you. Although you'll get more of my highly-acclaimed blowjobs, so maybe you're not losing out." Trey moved his kisses to Josh's neck and Josh tipped his chin up to invite more. His own neck really was a damned sensitive spot too. Josh whimpered as Trey nibbled under his jaw.
    "There are things I hate, you know," Trey added. "Like spitting. I don't care how hot you think it is in pornos, you spit in my ass and I will kick you where it hurts."
    "That doesn't count. That's just gross."
    "A dozen really hunky porn stars with ten inch dicks don't seem to think so. But anyway, we have more than enough good stuff, we won't miss the things that don't turn us both on." Trey scraped the line of Josh's jaw with his teeth.
    "You're sure?" Josh whispered, cupping Trey's head in his hands, the dark soft hair slipping under his fingers. "Mm, yeah, nice. But Trey, are you sure you won't miss it?"
    "I had one boyfriend who didn't blow me, hated the taste and the feel, but he fucked like a god. No one is everything."
    Josh kissed Trey's forehead and then tipped the man's face up for a real kiss. "I want to be your everything."
    "Baby, you can't be. No one can. Right now I'm going to go get cleaned up, though, because I really want you to scoot yourself around here and we'll see if a sixty-nine between you and me can hit the ten mark."
    Josh grunted as his body got really happy with that suggestion. He turned in the bed to lie on his side, watching as Trey made a quick trip to the can. Trey came back in naked and rampantly erect. He gave Josh a grin and lay down reversed with his head at Josh's hips. Trey slid a hand from his own smooth chest down over his abs to his groin and then waved his dick at Josh's mouth. "See something you like?"
    "Oh yeah." Josh licked his lips. "Want to taste you."
    "Good thing I had the sense to get clean, huh?"
    "What? Oh, ick."
    "Don't look at my dick and say ick."
    "What should I say?"
    "Come here, you luscious piece of man meat?"
    Josh laughed hopelessly. Trey's beautiful cock was hard and close, and Josh reached out and guided it between his lips.
    "Ah. The man meat thanks you."
    His chuckle rippled along Trey's silky skin as Josh tried to get coordinated enough to suck the man, and Trey moaned. "Fuck, that's nice. But you started without me. Gotta catch up."
    As Trey licked along Josh's erect cock, kneading Josh's balls gently with one hand, Josh struggled to stay on task. Trey's touch and his smell and the taste and heft of him came together in a climbing rush that was nearly overwhelming. Trey's mouth on Josh was perfect in its wet tightness. The way Trey combined hand and lips and tongue, with soft moans that buzzed against Josh's sensitized skin, was pure heat. Trey's erect cock filled Josh's mouth perfectly, pulsing with life, with the salty-musk flavor that was Trey's own. They sped up the rhythm, each sucking deep, stroking, lost in the moment. As Josh came in a blinding rush, spilling down Trey's throat at the same moment that Trey filled Josh's mouth with his climax, Josh thought he might just rate this a damned ten.
    Trey reached down to turn him around and pulled him back up in the bed, putting an arm around him. Josh settled in gratefully against Trey. He suddenly felt safe, cradled against Trey. Safe and cherished and like he just might finally be enough for a man to consider worth keeping. But he couldn't prevent himself from saying, "You're sure? You won't get tired of just this, for years?"
    "You blowing me into unconsciousness for years? Getting off by rubbing on you, with your hands on me and your mouth? For years and years? Nope. Not a problem." Trey kissed him, and their tastes mingled in their mated mouths. "After you no other guy would ever be enough, no matter how versatile they were. This was my ten. And if you don't believe me, the next time we're around my mother you can whisper, 'Remember our sixty-nine' in my ear and get proof positive."
    Josh laughed against his mouth. "Only if you promise never to do that to me."
    They both sobered. Trey gently stroked along Josh's arm. "I'm so sorry about your folks."
    "Not your fault. And it's more than worth it."
    "Are you sure? You might still make it up with them, if you ditch me."
    Josh kissed him hard, almost angrily, over and over. Between kisses he muttered. "Worth it. More than. Love you. So much. You. Mine. That's all I need."
    Trey caught his face between firm hands to hold him steady. "I love you too."