cheek along that thick shaft and tasting with the tip of his tongue.
“God, James," Hunter breathed. “Please…”
James flattened his tongue against the base and dragged it all the way up over the tip, covering it with a long, wet kiss before he opened wide to take it down. It was a good thing he had a big mouth, because there was a lot to handle. Imagining it sliding into his ass, he let out a muffled groan.
Hunter sucked in a breath, rocking up into James’s mouth. His fingers were gentle on the nape of his neck, caressing in small, distracted circles. “Oh, shit, you’re so good.”
Those hot, husky whispers were making James shiver again. He kept working Hunter’s dick, pushing himself to take it deeper while soaking up every shudder, every twitch, every shocked, appreciative sound.
Hunter’s fingers slipped over his cheeks, running along his jaw. “Feels so fuckin’ good, James.”
James took a breath and plunged down again, his hands making decadent laps around Hunter’s body, grazing his nipples, roaming over his ribs, fondling and teasing his balls.
“God, James.” Hunter kept saying his name in a way he really liked. “Fuck, I’m close…”
James felt the telltale throb against his tongue, the hip muscles clenching under his hands. He moaned in anticipation, and then moaned again when Hunter’s cock jerked in his mouth and flooded his tongue with come.
“Fuck!” Hunter’s fingers tightened in James’s hair as he came, his breath shuddering out of him. His chest heaved and his abs clenched as James worked him through it, drawing out the convulsions until he was limp and quivering.
“Holy fucking shit, James,” Hunter breathed roughly.
Damn fucking right, Hunter, he thought with satisfaction. He finally let Hunter’s dick slip out of his mouth and collapsed on his lap, hugging him like a pillow. The air was cool in the shop and Hunter’s body was hot and silky beneath his cheek, rising and falling gently with every breath.
“C’mere,” Hunter murmured at last, pulling James up into his arms.
James settled in against him, resting a head on his shoulder in a way that felt bewilderingly natural. Hunter’s fingers dipped into his hair, stroking gently, and an easy silence fell over them.
“I needed that,” James said at last, meaning for it to sound casual. But it came out low and hushed and with much more conviction than he’d intended.
Hunter pressed a kiss to the top of his head with a relaxed sigh. “Yeah, me too.”
James wondered how true that was. Did Hunter date? Did he sleep with anyone around here? Was he even out? Curious, he asked, “Do people know you’re not all the way straight?”
“What?” Hunter’s startled laugh made his chest flex under James’s hand. “I’m fully gay, dude.”
James shrugged, smirking a little. “I’ve hooked up with guys who call themselves straight.”
“Yeah, I bet you have,” Hunter said with a smile in his voice. “No, I guess most people don’t know. Just a few folks I’ve known a while. What about you?”
“I’ve been out since I can remember. I grew up in a very liberal household. Does your family not know, either?”
“Oh, they know,” Hunter said in a rueful tone that spoke volumes. “Just ain’t liberal.”
“That’s too bad.” James knew how lucky he was. He couldn’t imagine feeling rejected by his family. “Isn’t it hard, keeping it secret here?”
“Wouldn’t call it a secret. I just kinda let people think what they think.”
“Meaning you let them think you’re straight,” James said wryly.
“Well.” Hunter paused. “It wasn’t safe where I grew up. I left a long time ago, but I guess it takes a while to shake off. Guess I got used to keeping stuff to myself.”
James winced, regretting the tone of his remark, which he now realized had come off a little snobbish. “I don’t know what that’s like,” he admitted. “I was uh, pretty insulated.”
“But I ain’t ashamed, for the record. If I had a reason to tell everybody, I would.”
“What kind of reason?”
“Like if I was with somebody. I wouldn’t hide that. It’s pretty live and let live around here, anyway. I might lose a little business, but that’s all right.”
“Fair enough,” James said thoughtfully. “Hasn’t there been anybody you wanted to be with?” Feeling Hunter shake his head, he looked up at him. “Ever?”
Hunter gave him a wry look. “Ain’t exactly the land of opportunity.”
“What do you do, then?” James let his hand wander over Hunter’s abs, tracing the lines with his thumb. “Don’t tell me you keep this to yourself.”
Hunter laughed under his breath,