Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 8

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    In one quick move Mac wrapped his lips around Grayson's dick, sliding up and down as his partner writhed below him.
    "Fuck yeah," Grayson groaned as he shivered below Mac.
    The first spurt of hot cum hit the back of his throat and he swallowed and sucked Grayson in further, doing his best to swallow down all the man had to give. His mouth filled with the hot, sticky substance again and he swallowed, praying Grayson was satisfied with his performance. When the flow stopped, Mac let Grayson's dick fall out of his mouth before he licked him over and over again, loving the way Grayson shuddered beneath him with each swipe of his tongue.
    He crawled up his lover's body, falling into his arms, resting his head on Grayson's shoulder.
    "Good Lord, Mac, that was the best I've ever had. When we find a store, we're buying condoms."
    "Really?" Mac asked.
    "Yeah, I want you inside of me so bad. I crave a connection."
    "Grayson?"
    "Yeah?"
    "I've wanted to..."
    "I know. I've wanted you too."
    He couldn't look at his buddy, the one guy who'd been there through everything, his breakups with women, the death of his parents, the crap with the Army and now this. How had they ended up like this?
    "Why?" Mac asked.
    Grayson stroked his back, peppering kisses across Mac's forehead. "I don't know. You've felt the connection before, haven't you?"
    Mac thought back over the years they'd known each other. The excitement at seeing Gray, the way they protected each other, those crazy smiles, and the half hard-ons from just thinking about his best friend. "Hell yeah." Mac pushed up on his elbow, looking down into Grayson's eyes. "I've always felt for you. More than I should have and I knew it back then, but I never acted because acting on my need for you meant... you know."
    "We're gay."
    "Yeah, I am, but why didn't you ever try, come to me or something after I came out?"
    Grayson squeezed him. "Mac?"
    "What?"
    "You going to be okay with this?" Grayson's voice shook when he spoke, drawing deep at Mac's emotions.
    "I can't live without you, without your friendship. You mean too much to me."
    Grayson snuggled in, pulling the sheets up over them both. They were sandwiched close on the twin bed, their legs and arms tangled together as they plastered their bodies next to each other.
    "Good night," Grayson said.
    Mac waited a moment, thinking about all the things he wanted to say but wasn't brave enough yet. "Good night." He wanted to tell Grayson how he felt, tell him about his emotions, but he couldn't. That they were lying naked in the same bed blew his mind, figuring out the rest would be impossible and take all night.
    Tomorrow morning would be soon enough to figure out what the hell this meant, because Mac sure as heck wouldn't let Grayson bury his head in the sand again and ignore the unbelievable connection they shared. The sex had been incredible, more than good, earth shattering. He wouldn't even contemplate if being together would ruin their working relationship. He'd make this work, even if the stress killed him.
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    The heavy arm across Grayson's chest brought back the memories of last night. His dick swollen with need... Mac sucking him off... Their bodies pressed together, sticky come sliding down his throat... Fuck, what had he done?
    The first kiss had been a mistake, or so he thought. Mac didn't want this from him. Previous to last night he'd only been with women, going through them like they were an amusement. He'd been horrible; deceptive and a jerk. Fuck, Mac would probably want to kick him to the curb, even if he had seemed okay with them being together last night.
    Hell, Mac was more than okay with everything last night. Nothing had seemed strange after they'd had sex. They'd kissed, and then Mac had said he couldn't live without him. What had he meant? Could their relationship really be this easy?
    Mac moved beneath him. Grayson stiffened, waiting for Mac to wake enough to realize the morning wood against his leg was for him and not an accidental hard-on. Yeah, like you ever really get those by accident . The desire he had for Mac had been awakened and wouldn't be shut down easily.
    Late at night, all alone in his apartment, he would slide his fingers inside of his hole, whispering Mac's name over and over again as he jerked his dick. He may have dated girls to keep up appearances, but the way he craved Mac would probably scare the shit out of the guy.
    Mac moaned and the urge to pull away raced through Grayson but