I wanted to kiss him. I’ve been staring at his lips all night wondering if they felt soft, plush, or firm. I want to feel his five-o’clock shadow rubbing against my skin. Gods, I want him so bad, more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.

Lucas stopped at that thought as he realized the severity of the situation. When he met Rebecca, he knew that he wanted her, but he was not ready for a commitment right away. He needed to get a few things out of his system before he could commit himself to her. Once he knew for sure that Rebecca was the woman he wanted to marry, he devoted himself to her. After she died, he’d closed himself off from even feeling or seeing anyone else. Sure, some women flirted with him, but he brushed it to the side.

If men flirted with him, he didn’t encourage their advances. When Rebecca died, he was ready to live without ever feeling any kind of intimacy for the rest of his life. Lucas was baffled by his sudden attraction and need for Tucker. Their little flirtatious banter from earlier came back to him, and it felt so natural. Lucas tried to remember if he’d flirted with any other guy the way he did with Tucker and nothing came to him.

Maybe I’ve been bisexual all the time, but no other man ever sparked my interest until now.

He still found women attractive, but when he looked at Tucker, it was as if he saw the sexiest thing on two legs. Again, the image of his dick outline came back to him, and his skin prickled, and his cock jerked with interest.

Or maybe I’m just attracted to Tucker.

“Are you okay?” He looked up when he heard Tucker’s voice. He looked around as if forgetting where he was. “You stopped walking—”

“Ah, yeah, I’m fine.” Clearing his throat, he gasped when Tucker placed both hands on his cheeks, lifting his face peering at him. The scent of his cologne mixed with the beach air was driving Lucas crazy. He wanted to lean in and draw in more of the man’s scent. Why do I find everything about him so sexy?

“I think we should call it a night.” Tucker’s thumbs rubbing his cheeks was distracting him. He licked his lips just as one of his fingers brushed against his lips. He held back the moan that threatened to come out, tasting salt like the sea air from the theme park, and something he couldn’t put into words. “Your pupils are dilated,” Tucker whispered stepping closer to him.

They stared at each other, everything else forgotten. It was as if they were the only two people in the world at that moment. Lucas didn’t care about the consequences anymore. He was tired of questioning what was happening between them, and he prayed to all the gods in heaven that Tucker didn’t punch him in the face for what he was about to do.

Taking a chance, Lucas wrapped his arms around Tucker and gently connected their lips together before the other man could figure out what was happening. Tucker was still against him for a few seconds before he gasped and opened his mouth letting Lucas in. Tucker moaned as he wrapped his arms around Lucas’ waist pulling them closer. There was no fighting for dominance, Lucas willing gave over control letting Tucker do as he wanted.

It felt natural to him when Tucker’s tongue swept into his mouth, when his teeth lightly grazed and nibbled on his lips or when his hand slid down towards his ass and squeezed it gently. Lucas felt as if he was swimming in not only pleasure but need; need to feel more. They kissed for a little while longer before separating. Lucas kept his eyes closed afraid to open them because it might be a dream and not reality. He was surprised when Tucker’s lips pressed against his again.

* * *

They were quiet on the way home, and Tucker wanted to know what Lucas was thinking. His lips still burned and tingled from their unexpected but pleasurable kiss. He couldn’t get over how good Lucas felt in his arms and against him. It was as if he should have been there all along. He hated that he had to stop them when all he wanted to do was lay Lucas down in the sand and have his way with him.

He wanted to hear the hitch in his breath when he found a spot on his beautiful body that made him shudder with need. But Tucker knew what happened wouldn’t happen again even if he initiated the second kiss. Lucas might not even remember what he’d done, and Tucker could chalk it up to a drunken mistake, one he would never forget.

He pulled into Lucas’ driveway and turned off the car; he was waiting for Lucas to get out and go inside the house but he didn’t even move. They sat in silence before Lucas spoke.

“I—I want you to fuck me.”

Tucker gasped, and his head started to spin. Did Lucas know what he was saying? What was he asking?

“I can’t—”

“Don’t turn me away, Tucker.” Lucas turned to look at him. “I know you think I’m drunk or I have no idea what I’m doing. But I do.”

Tucker stared at him and wondered if he was an idiot for thinking no, even though his body was screaming yes. Before he could say anything, Lucas unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned closer to him, his hand touching Tucker’s leg and slowly working his way up to his cock that was showing how much his hesitation was at war with his body. Tucker groaned when a finger traced the outline of his hard cock and Lucas brushed his lips against his. Tucker's breathing sped up a bit when the head was pinched.

“I don’t know what I’m doing but I know that I want you, Tuck. I want you so bad it’s driving me crazy.”

Lucas’ tongue peeked out, and the tip brushed against Tucker’s upper lip. He closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the headrest.

“Don’t turn me away tonight, baby, I need you. Fuck, I need you to make me feel again. To make me remember what it’s like to have a warm body next to me.”

The hand on his cock started to rub harder, and he knew he was leaking precum. Tucker bit hard on his bottom lip when hot breath covered his jean-clad hard cock and was sucked on. Instantly, his hips jerked and his hand went to the back of Lucas’ head. The sucking became harder, and his hips moved more when his fingers dug deeper into Lucas’ skin. When he was sure he was going to cum, everything stopped, and it was as if he was in a dream. He opened his eyes, he didn’t know he’d closed, and looked at the man that was turning his world upside down.

“Come inside,” Lucas told him, opened the car door and got out. He closed the door and walked up to his house as if nothing had happened and walked inside, leaving the door open. He was giving Tucker a choice.

Tucker sat in the car trying to catch his breath. “I can’t do this. I shouldn’t do it.”

He was trying to tell himself this was a bad idea. All thoughts of leaving vanished when he looked up at the window leading to Lucas’ bedroom to see the man standing there naked, showing his toned chest, looking down at him. Lucas was giving him something he wanted, and he would be a fool to turn it down. He’d have to deal with the consequences later. Tucker got out of his car and hit the key fob setting his alarm before tucking his keys in his pocket and walked into the house. He locked the doors setting the alarm.

He stood with his back to the door for a few minutes then took off his jacket and threw it on the back of the couch. He slowly made his way up the stairs, passing the guest bedroom where he’d slept all week. He stopped at the door leading to Lucas’ bedroom and stood there for a few minutes. The door was slightly cracked. Tucker pushed it open the rest of the way and gasped at the sight that greeted him.

Lucas was lying on the bed, one hand on his cock slowly moving it up and down and the other pulling on his balls. It was a beautiful sight. He’d never been with another man before, but it also wasn’t the first time he was in a room with another man jerking off. In high school and college, he and his buddies used to jerk off in the same room together back when he wasn’t paying attention to anyone else’s needs but his own, he also hadn’t wanted any of his friends, and he had never thought about it.

“Have you ever been with another man?” Tucker asked as he walked into Lucas’ bedroom. His hands were in his pockets, he needed to keep them there just for a bit. Temptation before him was too great to rush things. He was also giving Lucas the chance to change his mind.

“No,” Lucas answered.

“Then a first for both of us.” Tucker walked over to the bed and stood there hovering over Lucas.

“I like that,” Lucas said to him as his fingers lightly stroked his cock.

“What do you like?” He took one of his hands out of his pocket and sat on the edge of the bed then lightly traced a fingertip over Lucas’ flushed skin.

“That we will be each other’s first,” he said breathlessly.

Tucker’s eyes trailed Lucas’ body as his finger traced over the man’s nipples and watched as the pink nub pebbled under his touch. If he wasn’t turned on before, he was now. He moved to Lucas’ chest and slowly over to his side, and with each touch, the other man moaned for him. Slowly, his fingers moved down the ridges of Lucas’ body stopping at the scar on his stomach, his thumb grazed over the imperfect mark. Leaning down, he licked the scar starting from his lower stomach to where it stopped on his side. He leaned back and looked at Lucas.

“Hands above your head,” he ordered, and instantly Lucas obeyed without thought. Tucker noticed the raspiness in his own voice. He got off the bed and Lucas whimpered. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said assuring the other man. Tucker started unbuttoning his shirt, pulling the hem from his pants, his eyes never leaving Lucas. He was rewarded with a needy gasp when he revealed the artful tattoos littering his chest, shoulders, and arms.

“Gods, you’re beautiful,” Lucas whispered.

“No, that would be you,” he said honestly.

“Come here,” Lucas said. “I want to feel you on me.”

Tucker smiled. “You seem to be under the impression that you’re in charge.” He straddled Lucas’ legs and leaned down biting on the man’s nipples making him moan. Tucker was about to lift his head when Lucas clamped onto the back of his neck and pushed his chest further into his face.

"I watched you last night.”

“Yeah, did you like what you saw? More, please.”

He obliged Lucas once more and sucked the same nipple into his mouth before biting down on it. Lucas shuddered underneath him, and Tucker wondered what else he could do to gain more of a reaction from the man. He reached down with one of his hands, grabbed hold of Lucas' cock and applied pressure as he moved to the other nipple and did the same as he’d done to the first. Lucas cried out but not from pain but pleasure. He knew the difference by listening to his breathing. The more he pleasured and tortured Lucas, the more turned on he got. Tucker’s cock was so hard it could break steel. No one, not even his late wife, got him this turned on. Lucas made Tucker feel as if he could do anything he wanted to him.

Tucker wanted more, and he wanted to taste and feel every inch of Lucas. He nipped and sucked his way from Lucas’ bruised nipples up his body and claimed his lips. He released Lucas’ cock and slipped both his hands under his boxers grinding their cocks together. He was in an erotic haze loving the fact that he was half-dressed, and Lucas was completely naked underneath him.

“Tuck, need to cum,” he said when he pulled his lips away from Tucker’s. “Please, let me cum.”

“No, need to be inside of you. Need to feel you coming on my cock,” Tucker said in his neck before he bit down on the soft skin, making him moan deep and long. 

* * *

Lucas was in fucking heaven, never had he felt this way before. Tucker was driving him crazy. He should be thinking about the consequences, but he couldn’t see anything beyond this moment. He should stop Tucker and push the man away, he’d never been with a man let alone kissed one, but he couldn’t stop himself. He loved the weight of Tucker on top of him. Lucas wasn’t a small man, but over the years, he’d lost some of his body mass. He didn’t work out as heavily as he did when he was a part of Seekers. Tucker leaned back, and Lucas opened his eyes.

“Don’t stop,” Lucas said, but it sounded as if he was begging.

He shook his head unable to speak. Tucker’s fingertips were tracing lazily around his nipple, distracting him.

 “I wouldn’t dare stop, not now.”

Tucker leaned forward and claimed his lips. Their kiss seemed harder than the one they shared at the theme park. Tucker trailed kisses down his body making him shiver. He looked up when Lucas’ erection brushed against his chin. Without taking his eyes off him, Tucker licked from the shaft of Lucas' cock to the tip. He cupped Lucas’ balls as he sucked the head of his cock into his mouth. Lucas moaned and widened his legs.

“Oh, shit.”

He reached down and cupped the back of Tucker’s head. His dick was sucked into moist heat that felt like fucking heaven. Tucker’s head bobbed up and down as he took Lucas' cock deeper into his mouth. Lucas' hips jerked when one of Tucker’s fingers brushed against his perineum. His hole quivered as if begging for something, and Tucker moaned around his cock. Lucas gripped the back of his head tighter and started moving his hips fucking Tucker’s mouth. When he felt his balls tighten, Tucker pulled completely off his cock.

“N—”

Tucker shut him up by kissing him. Lucas moaned tasting himself on the other man’s tongue. Tucker ate his mouth, turning his world inside out simply by kissing him. Lucas wanted more. Tucker leaned back from their kiss, standing up from the bed. Lucas thought he was going to leave and was about to stop him. Words failed him when he saw the heat in Tucker’s eyes.

Tucker finished undressing while Lucas’ eyes roamed over the other man’s chest and arms in appreciation. The need to lick each and every tattoo burned inside of him. Going to his knees and moving closer to his desire, Lucas wasn’t lying when he said he didn’t know what he was doing, but he couldn’t hold back from what he wanted. He licked from Tucker's belly button all the way up to his chest and over to his left nipple latching and sucking it in his mouth.

Tucker gasped, releasing a groan while gripping the back of his neck. The feeling of possession washed over Lucas and as a man who loved his independence, it made him feel wanted and needed. Something was changing inside of him, and he didn’t know what or how to explain what it was. Does being with another man change the person I used to be? Lucas' inner question did not get an answer when Tucker roughly pulled his head back and stared at him.

“There’s something you need to know about me,” Tucker said to him.

Lucas licked his lips and audibly swallowed. “What?”

“I can be a bit rough in bed. Rochelle loved me, and I know at times I . . .”

Lucas stopped him by covering his lips. “I don’t need you to be gentle with me.”

He moved Lucas’ fingers from his lips. “Stop me now, Lucas. I won’t be angry if you tell me to leave right now.”

That was his out. Tucker was giving him a chance to stop all this and go back to the way things used to be. Lucas didn’t want that. Leaning forward he kissed Tucker as his answer. He didn’t want to stop; he didn’t know what was going to happen the next day, but he didn’t care because he wanted to live in that moment.

 “I have lube,” he told Tucker.

“Get it,” he ordered.

Lucas reached over and got a bottle from his nightstand and handed it to Tucker, then lay on his back. The large man looked at the bottle, nodded and threw it on the bed.

"I want to touch you all over," Lucas said reaching out to lightly trace the tip of his fingers over Tucker's hard muscled abs. 

"I'm all yours," Tucker said holding his arms out. 

Lucas took in a shaky breath letting his fingers roam over Tucker's body taking in each perfection and imperfection of his body. His hands traveled down to Tucker's muscular legs bypassing his thick, weeping cock. He couldn't help but stare at it feeling mesmerized. 

"Touch me," Tucker ordered. Lucas looked up at him and gasped at the expression on his face. "Go on, touch me." Lucas looked back to Tucker's cock, precum pooling at the head, he licked his lips wondering how the other man might taste or even feel in his mouth. Slowly he took a hand off Tucker's leg and lightly gripped his cock. Fuck, he's big. Lucas' fingers barely touched. "Squeeze me a little tighter." Lucas did as he was told. "Yeah, just like that," Tucker grunted and started moving his hips, fucking Lucas' hand. 

He enjoyed the small bout of power he had over the other man. He looked up at Tucker whose head was thrown back and his eyes closed. Lucas guided his other hand up to Tucker's nipple pulling and tweaking it. Tucker groaned as his hand came down on his shoulder. Without taking his eyes off the taller man, Lucas leaned forward and licked the head of Tucker's cock, watching as his body spasmed just a bit. Loving the reaction he got, he did it again; this time sucking the entire head into his mouth. 

"Oh, fucking hell," Tucker yelled. Lucas smiled as best he could, moving his lips down, taking Tucker's cock inch by inch or as much as he could into his mouth. "Yeah, that's it, suck my fucking rod, baby." Tucker's fingers carded through his hair before grabbing the sides of his head stopping his movements. "Relax your mouth." 

Lucas followed his instructions without question. Tucker fucked his mouth, using his saliva as lubricant. His animalistic groaning was turning Lucas on more than he could have imagined. He closed his eyes loving the feel of Tucker's cock on his tongue gliding in and out of his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. It was an intimacy he never thought he would experience. Tucker's fingers tightened then pulled his head back, his cock slipped from Lucas' mouth. He looked up at Tucker who was breathing heavy, his thumb rubbing Lucas' lips. 

"Fuck, your mouth is dangerous." 

"I take it I did a good job." 

“Roll over on your stomach and flatten your palms against the headboard,” was Tucker's answer.

Lucas smirked but did as he was told. “I was right about you.”

Tucker lay on top of him as he whispered a question in Lucas’ ear. “Yeah, what were you right about?”

For a second, he forgot what was asked because of how good Tucker’s weight felt on top of him. He shivered feeling the other man's erection pressing between his butt cheeks, precum pooling on the base of his back. He groaned when Tucker whispered the question in his ear as his lips grazed over his skin.

 “You like being in control.”

If he had more to say, it was pushed from his thoughts when he felt the rigidness of Tucker’s erection gliding between his cheeks, and Tucker’s teeth sinking into his shoulder blade.

Gods, is this what Tyler meant when he said he needed to feel owned by Ethan? There was an intimate connection happening between him and Tucker that transcended on a completely different level. The more Tucker ground his hips; the more Lucas pushed his own erection into the mattress.

“I need to feel more,” he said between panted breaths. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

 “I want you so bad,” Tucker whispered in his skin while peppering kisses on his back.

He looked over his shoulder and their eyes connected. “You have me.”

They stared at each other for a few seconds before their lips touched in the most passionate kiss they’d shared all night. They separated slowly, and Tucker went to his knees, and Lucas heard the sound of the bottle opening.

 “Raise your hips,” Tucker told him.

He did as ordered, going to his knees and resting his forehead on his arm. He was not at all embarrassed that he followed them so easily. He gasped, clenching his butt cheeks together when he felt Tucker’s fingers in between them. He relaxed a bit, feeling Tucker’s weight on his back.

“Relax for me, baby,” Tucker whispered then peppered kisses on his neck and shoulder blade. Lucas hissed at the slight burn when one of Tucker’s fingers entered him, but it did not move. Tucker sucked on Lucas’ shoulder distracting him as well as giving him a chance to get used to the finger inside of him. Once Lucas' body started to relax, he felt the sensation of Tucker’s finger moving inside of him. He moaned loudly when the man’s finger brushed over his prostate, causing him to reach between his legs and pull on his erection.

“Do you know how bad I want to be inside of you?”

“Maybe as much as I want you to be inside of me.” He froze when he felt another finger entering him.

“You teased me to distraction.”

Lucas wanted to chuckle, but all he could do was give a loud throaty moan. He couldn’t speak, his tongue felt swollen in his mouth, but he knew how Tucker felt, because that was the way he felt as well.

* * *

Tucker felt as if he was fumbling in the dark, wanting to be inside of Lucas so bad that he was praying he wasn’t rushing things. Granted, it wasn’t his first time having anal sex, but it was his first time with a man. Adding another finger, he kissed the nape of Lucas' neck hoping to distract him from the pain. Going to his knees, and with his free hand, he reached for the bottle of lube squeezing it on the crack of Lucas’ ass, watching as the liquid disappeared between his butt cheeks.

He was mesmerized by the man’s body and how beautiful it was naked, the muscles of his back corded with every movement of his hips as he fucked himself on Tucker’s fingers. But Tucker wanted to see more, and he wanted to watch the various emotions on Lucas’ face as he took him. Adding another finger, he brushed against his lover’s prostate causing him to whimper.

“Fuck!” Lucas yelled.

Tucker loved seeing this passionate side of Lucas. Gently stretching his lover’s hole with his fingers, he smirked in pleasurable delight hearing Lucas begging him not to stop. He could tell that Lucas was going to cum.

“Please, don’t stop,” Lucas begged when he removed his fingers.

Tucker kissed Lucas’ back. “Not stopping,” he said before going to his side. “I want to see you come undone as you ride me.” He grabbed Lucas by the back of the neck, smashing their lips together in a bruising kiss. When they separated from their kiss, they were both panting for breath. He handed Lucas the bottle of lube. “Get me ready, baby.” He glided his hand down Lucas’ back and cupped the butt cheeks closer to him.

 “I like that,” he said against Tucker’s lips.

“What’s that?”

“Being called your baby.”

Tucker didn’t get a chance to respond because Lucas’ hand gripped his cock and started jerking him off. He grunted and pushed his hips up, fucking his lover’s palm.

 “No more teasing,” he said. “Need to be inside you now.”

* * *

Lucas wanted the same thing, and it was odd that normally he was the one who did most of the talking between them but now he felt tongue-tied. He straddled Tucker’s hips, reaching behind him gripping the other man’s cock, positioning it to his hole.

 Tucker grabbed his hips. “Take it slow since this is your first time.”

Lucas nodded and closed his eyes, then snapped them open the second he felt Tucker’s cock breach his hole. He whimpered in pain and took deep breaths waiting for the throbbing in his ass to go away.

“We can stop if you want.”

“No, I just need time to adjust to your monstrous dick.”

“Okay.”

He could see the worry written all over Tucker’s face even through his smile. Slowly, he took in more of Tucker’s cock, breathing through the burning pain. Tucker soothed him with each inch he took before bottoming out.

“Come here,” Tucker said pulling him down for a kiss.

He tried not to concentrate on the pain in his ass but on the way Tucker was making love to his mouth. He shifted his hips and whimpered not in pain but pleasure when Tucker’s cock brushed against his prostate.

“Move,” he told Tucker.

Not needing to be told twice, Tucker fucked him slowly, drawing out each stroke. Pulling out each breathy moan from him. Tucker kissed and licked his lips as he picked up his strokes, his body felt as if it was on fire. He pulled away from Tucker’s lips leaning back changing his position and the cock inside of him. Resting his palms on the other man’s muscled chest for support, he met Tucker stroke for stroke.

“Fuck,” he yelled tilting his head to the side.

“Yes,” Tucker hissed, gripping his hips tighter, digging his nails into his flesh.

In one swift move, Tucker had him on his back without pulling his cock out of him. Lucas wrapped his legs around the other man’s waist, digging his heels into Tucker’s butt cheeks changing the angle of his strokes. He scraped his fingernails down his lover’s muscled back and down to his ass pulling him deeper inside of him.

“Oh, gods, Tuck, fuck me harder.”

Tucker grunted in his ear as he reached down and grabbed Lucas’ legs for support by his knees, widening them, fucking him the way he begged—deep and hard. He’d never felt such pleasure and connection before. It was as if Tucker was who he was waiting for to unlock the feelings he’d bottled up two years ago. He felt the hot tingling at the base of his spine and the tightening of his balls, and he knew he was about to cum. He hissed when Tucker’s nails dug deeper into the back of his knees at the same time he bit down, and on the meaty flesh of his neck, he screamed out in pleasure.

“Tuck . . . going . . . to . . . cum . . .”

“Cum,” Tucker whispered in his ear, and it was as if his body simply needed to hear the order as cum spurted between them, hitting their chests.

Tucker continued fucking him through his orgasm. He let out an animalistic growl, and Lucas felt the wet heat searing his walls. He kissed Tucker’s cheek, seeking out his lips for a kiss. He was in sated bliss, and felt connected to Tucker in a way that he couldn’t explain with words. Mentally, Lucas prayed that this wouldn’t be a onetime thing, he wanted more with and from Tucker.

They kissed and held each other close, he felt safe and secure. An emotion he didn’t realize he needed or wanted. He fell asleep wrapped in Tucker’s arms and a smile on his lips, only to wake up the next morning confused and alone.

* * *