Page 26 of Joey's Trick

“Well, you’ve already done that, so the rest should be easy,” Trick teased and pressed a kiss to Joey’s temple. Joey chuckled, realizing Trick was right. They’d spent the last three nights together. “Will you stay with me tonight, too?”

“Yeah,” Joey said.

“Hey! You two going to get in here so we can eat or continue sucking face in the driveway?” Anthony shouted from the front door. Joey stuck out his arm and flipped his brother off. He hadn’t been too sure how his brother would react to him and Trick together, but Anthony had taken it better than he’d expected. “I’m starving. Get your asses in here!”

Both laughed and Trick released Joey, grabbing his hand and tugging him up the drive to the house.

After dinner, Joey went up to get some clothes and toiletries to stay overnight at Trick’s. The last few nights Joey had just changed when he’d gotten back to his parents’ place. But tomorrow was Saturday and the last day he was there. Trick had taken off from work so they could spend some time with each other before Joey left. He didn’t want to waste any of that time coming back to the house to shower and dress.

Joey hugged his mom and dad. “I’ll see you both before I leave.”

“You better,” his mother said, a mock glare on her face.

Smiling, Joey kissed her cheek. “I will.”

She cupped his cheek and gave him a fond look. “I’m just glad things have worked out to where I will get to see my baby more than once every seven years.”

Joey flushed, still feeling guilty as hell about how he’d avoided his own family for so long. “Me, too,” he murmured.

Trick stood waiting for him by his truck when Joey exited the house. Joey smiled and trotted down the drive, his duffle over his shoulder. Moments later, they were on the road to Trick’s apartment, Trick holding his hand the entire way. Butterflies took flight in Joey’s stomach at how attentive Trick was being. He felt like a high school student with his first crush all over again. In fact, he’d never even experienced the giddiness he was having right then, back in school or with the first guy he’d made out with in college. Fear still edged in from time to time. But hestuffed it down. There’d been nothing to show Trick would hurt him again.

When they entered the apartment, Trick asked, “You want a beer?”

“Sure.” Joey set his bag down by the sofa while Trick went to the fridge to grab a couple of drinks. He accepted the bottle with a smile. “I thought maybe we could get some breakfast tomorrow and then play some basketball.”

Joey sat on the couch, resting the bottle on his knee. Trick dropped next to him and shrugged. “That sounds good. What time do you think you’ll want to head back to Orlando?”

“It’s a long drive. Maybe around five? I’ll be home before too late which will give me some time to unpack, shower, and unwind.”

Trick took Joey’s bottle, setting it on the coffee table, before turning to him. He grabbed hold of Joey and pulled him onto his lap. Joey laughed, amazed someone could actually manhandle him so easily. “Hey,” Trick said, looking into Joey’s eyes.

“Hey,” Joey murmured, his own gaze flicking down to Trick’s lips, then back again.

Reaching up, Trick slid his hand around Joey’s nape, massaging the tendons there with his thumb. He leaned in and kissed Joey, gentle and reverent. Joey slid his tongue along the seam of Trick’s mouth, encouraging him to open to him. He pushed inside when Trick complied, tangling his tongue with his. Trick gripped Joey’s ass, squeezing and rocking him forward into his erection. “I want you to fuck me,” Trick groaned.

The last three nights, Trick had been the one topping. Joey hadn’t cared, but the idea of being inside of Trick made his cock pulse. “Yeah?” Joey whispered, moving his lips down along Trick’s jaw to his neck where he nipped, licked, and sucked.

“Fuck, yes,” Trick said, his voice more of a hiss. “Need to feel you inside me. Wrecking me.”

Joey moaned at Trick’s words. A shudder raced through him. Leaning back, Joey stripped Trick’s t-shirt off, tossing it aside. He ran his palms over the broad, tanned expanse of chest revealed. “You want me to hold you down and fuck you until you know who you belong to?”

Lust glittered fiercely at Joey from the depths of Trick’s sapphire eyes. “I want to feel you for days, baby. To know you destroyed me for anyone else.”

Growling, Joey tweaked Trick’s nipples, wrenching a gasp from him. “Don’t even think about anyone else.”

“Never,” Trick snarled, jerking Joey forward to kiss him, a tangle of lips, teeth, and tongue.

Joey broke the kiss, slid from Trick’s lap, and kneeled on the floor before him. He nuzzled at the bulge in Trick’s crotch while making quick work of opening the zipper and button. Trick wore a pair of dark blue boxer briefs underneath. Joey separated the already slightly damp fabric, releasing the hard length to the cool air and his hungry gaze. He licked a line from the base near Trick’s balls to the tip, swirling his tongue around the crown. Salty pre-cum exploded across Joey’s tastebuds and Joey swallowed Trick down, taking as much of his dick into his mouth and throat as possible. “Shit,” Trick said, fingers diving into Joey’s hair and gripping lightly. “Feels so good.”

Swallowing around Trick’s cock, Joey massaged the shaft with his throat muscles, which wrenched a loud groan from Trick. “Fuck, Joey. If you keep doing that, I won’t last long.”

He released Trick and tugged Trick’s jeans and briefs off. Once Trick sat there completely naked, Joey smirked at him and engulfed his prick again, this time wrapping a hand around the shaft and stroking while suckling the tip. Using his free hand, Joey sought the bottle of lube Trick had stashed beneath the cushions. They’d fucked on the couch the night before and Trickhad admitted to placing it there when he knew Joey would be over.

Placing his hands on the backs of Trick’s thighs, Joey urged him to scoot down, baring Trick’s tight star to his hungry eyes. He flicked his tongue over the crinkled entrance, savoring the hard moan Trick released. Like a starving man, Joey dove into Trick, pushing as deep inside as he could get. Trick’s hands replaced Joey’s on the backs of his legs, holding himself open for Joey to continue feasting on him. “God, baby, don’t stop.”

Joey didn’t intend to stop. He popped open the lube, spilled some onto a couple of fingers and began to play, slowly sliding one inside the ring of muscle. The tightness almost made him gasp, knowing that it would soon surround his own aching cock. He thrust his finger in and out, seeking the bundle of nerves that would give Trick the most pleasure. The guttural groan Trick gave let Joey know he’d struck it. He slipped a second finger inside, scissoring the two while ensuring he continued to bounce off Trick’s prostate.

“Fuck me, Joey,” Trick said. “Need you inside of me.”