Page 19 of Joey's Trick
Joey hated how vulnerable he must look to Trick right then for him to offer to take him home. He tried to clear his insecurities from his face, but Trick shook his head. “No, Joey. You don’t have to hide from me. I promise I will never hurt you again.”
“You can’t promise that,” Joey said hoarsely.
“I can,” Trick said, his face serious. “I will never hurt you ever again.”
The absolute sincerity in Trick’s eyes stole Joey’s breath. Trick truly believed his own words. His throat tightened and Joey gave a minute nod. A blinding smile broke out over Trick’s gorgeous features right before Trick captured his lips again, his arms wrapping around Joey’s back and tugging him tightly to him. Joey snaked his hands under Trick’s shirt, running his palms over the firm muscles of his stomach and higher still to his chest. Trick released Joey long enough to strip his shirt off, baring his tanned chest to Joey’s ravenous gaze.
Sculpted, tanned muscles from hours of hard work in the sun rippled in the dim lighting of the apartment. Joey traced his fingers along the edges of Trick’s pecs, circled his nipples, and trailed down to where the faint line of dark hairs disappearedinto the top of Trick’s jeans. The man was a god. There were no words to describe how gorgeous Trick’s body was.
Joey tugged his own shirt off, tossing it aside haphazardly as he leaned in to lick one of Trick’s nipples, then nipped it lightly. Trick hissed, his fingers digging into Joey’s hips. “Fuck, baby, that feels so good.”
He did it again, rolling the nipple gently between his teeth, only to soothe it with his tongue. Trick ran his calloused palms along Joey’s back and over Joey’s shoulders to his chest. His thumbs found Joey’s pebbled nipples and brushed over them, wrenching a moan from Joey. Joey suddenly found himself on his back, Trick rising over him to kiss him again, one hard thigh slipping between his legs to rock against Joey’s trapped shaft. “Wanna taste you, Joey,” Trick rasped, trailing his mouth along Joey’s throat and further still.
Deft fingers popped the button on Joey’s jeans and tugged the zipper down, the teeth separating sounding harsh to Joey. But the feel of Trick’s hand wrapping around his stiff cock wrenched a loud groan from Joey. “Trick!”
“Fuck yeah, say my name just like that, baby,” Trick said right before he engulfed Joey’s cock in his hot, wet mouth. Joey cried out, his hands instinctively slapping onto Trick’s head, fingers digging into the dark chocolate locks. He couldn’t believe Trick could take the entire length. On more than one occasion, whoever he’d been hooking up with said he was too thick and long, but Trick went straight to the root.
Trick worked Joey’s cock like a pro, taking him deep, then sliding back to the tip, swirling his tongue over the crown. Holy fuck, Trick was out to ruin him. The obscene sounds of slurping ratcheted Joey’s lust even higher. Joey couldn’t stop the upward thrusts of his hips or tear his gaze away from Trick’s lips wrapped around his shaft. When Trick swallowed aroundhim, Joey almost lost his shit. A loud groan rumbled from him. “Jesus, Trick,” he panted.
Humming, Trick lashed along the bottom of Joey’s cock on his way to the top. He released Joey, only to drop further down and nuzzle at Joey’s balls. The wet heat of Trick’s tongue on them caused Joey to toss his head back and forth on the couch pillow beneath him. Trick drew one into his mouth, then the other.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last,” Joey said, his toes curling in his shoes. He’d had some pretty good blow jobs in his life, but hell, if this wasn’t the best he’d ever received. Trick certainly knew what he was doing. Jealousy bit at the unbidden thought. He’d learned somehow… But Joey shoved the thought away. He didn’t exactly have a leg to stand on, considering his own years of constant bed partners.
“Cum for me, Joey,” Trick murmured before engulfing Joey’s cock once more. Joey almost screamed as he let go, his spunk filling Trick’s mouth, who promptly swallowed every drop. Sweat trickled along Joey’s temple and into his hair as he lay there panting, tiny aftershocks flicking along his nerve endings.
6
Trick appeared in Joey’s view, a satisfied smirk on his face. He leaned down and kissed Joey sweetly. It made Joey’s heart ache because he would have given anything for this in high school. And the little voice in his head kept nagging at him, telling him he was making a mistake by letting Trick back into his life, and giving him the power to annihilate him once more. Joey liked to believe he was stronger than he used to be, but he knew Trick held him in the palm of his hand and could crush him with one thoughtless clench.
Joey forced the voice away, determined to enjoy the night even if it was only a onetime thing. He returned Trick’s kiss with passion, running his palms along Trick’s back, fingers trailing over the defined muscles. Trick stood suddenly, holding his hand out to Joey. He took it and Trick tugged him from the sofa, leading him into the nearby bedroom. A king size bed with a black metal frame sat against the far wall with a dark nightstand on either side. That was all Joey had the chance to notice before Trick pushed him onto the mattress, following him down to blanket Joey’s body.
“From the moment I saw you the other day, this is all I’ve thought about,” Trick said, his eyes liquid with heat. “Touching you is like touching the sun.”
Joey sucked in a breath at Trick’s words, his heart squeezing in his chest at the almost romantic words. He didn’t get to dwell on them because Trick captured his mouth once more in an almost desperate kiss, distracting him from his thoughts. Trick broke the contact long enough to strip Joey’s shoes, jeans, and briefs off along with his own.
His eyes widened when he saw Trick’s impressive size between his thighs. At least an inch or two longer than his own, and thick like a can of Red Bull. It had been a while since Joey bottomed and his hole clenched at the idea of taking Trick’s cock. Trick reached into the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of slick and a condom. He opened the lube, poured some on his fingers, and closed it, tossing it aside.
The bed frame creaked slightly when Trick lowered down onto him again and began to lick and bite along Joey’s chest. Joey couldn’t stop himself from tensing slightly when Trick’s fingers probed at his entrance. Trick stopped and looked up at him. “Okay?”
“Been a while,” Joey murmured.
Raising a brow, Trick asked, “Since you’ve had sex?”
Joey gave a husky chuckle and shook his head. “No, since I’ve been on the bottom.”
Understanding dawned on Trick’s face, quickly followed by tenderness. He leaned in and kissed Joey, his mouth soft and sweet. “I won’t hurt you,” he said.
Trick didn’t resume his explorations of Joey’s ass immediately. Instead, he pressed gentle kisses along Joey’s cheek, chin, neck, and throat. He traveled further still along Joey’s chest, navel and abdomen. Joey sucked in a breath when Trick flicked his tongue over the tip of Joey’s cock beforeswirling it around the head. The distraction proved to be what Joey needed as Trick probed the tight ring of muscles, carefully sliding a single digit inside. A groan rattled in Joey’s chest when one finger became two and Trick scissored his fingers, stretching him. Pleasure soared through him with each of Trick’s movements.
Once Trick seemed satisfied Joey could accept him without pain, he withdrew his fingers, rose onto his knees to slide on the condom, and spilled lube onto the length of his shaft. “Ready for me?” Trick asked, scooting closer until the head of his cock touched the entrance to Joey’s ass.
Joey nodded, grabbing the backs of his knees to lift his legs a bit more and open them wider. Trick eased the tip into Joey, pure pleasure etched on his face when the ring closed around the crown of Trick’s cock. “Jesus, you’re tight,” Trick moaned, inching further into him.
The stretch burned, but Joey pulled Trick down into a passionate kiss, ignoring the sensation. Both of them moaned when Trick bottomed out, balls deep inside of Joey. Nipping at Joey’s bottom lip, Trick undulated his hips, withdrawing a bit before pushing back in. Joey wrapped his legs around Trick’s waist while one hand gripped one of Trick’s biceps and the other remained locked around his nape. They never broke eye contact, just watching the other as the pleasure built higher and deeper.
Joey couldn’t stop trembling from the intimacy of the moment. Never in the seven years he’d been having sex had he ever felt such a deep connection with any of the men he’d been with. He didn’t know if it was because he wasn’t the one doing the fucking or if it was because it was Trick. The idea of the reason being Trick scared the shit out of him even more than before. If it felt this way between them, how would it feel when Joey headed back home? Or if Trick turned out to be the same jerk from high school?
He turned his head away, attempting to break the connection, but Trick wouldn’t let him. He cupped Joey’s cheek and urged him to look at him again. Trick gave him a tender kiss, still not increasing the speed of his movements. Perspiration had built on their skin and Joey couldn’t resist licking the bead of sweat that clung to Trick’s chin. The salt exploded across Joey’s taste buds, wrenching a groan from him.