Cowboy Gangster 02 - Gunnin' for Love (CMS) (MM) (8 page)

Clint’s steps faltered half way to the entrance. When he turned around, Axel’s heart went wild, beating crazily as the cowboy strode back over and, without hesitation this time, cupped Axel’s neck with one hand and kissed him deeply.

“There you go,” Gabriel chuckled and the others chimed in their approval.

Clint ignored them and withdrew from the kiss slowly, reluctantly, his lips brushing Axel’s mouth as he murmured, “I’ll be home soon.”

A light sting burned Axel’s eyes.

Home.

♦

Proof?
What kind of proof did he have? The Egyptian withdrew his hand but Kane could still feel the man’s strong thumb gliding over his lips, dipping into his mouth just enough for him to taste the slight saltiness of his skin. His heart was beating much too hard, laboring his breath and causing mild dizziness.

“Do you want your proof right here, or…” he glanced past Kane and into the apartment.

“Right here,” Kane rasped. Proof or not, if the man set foot inside, the battle would be lost. Game over.

Cochise observed him with deliberate slowness that felt much too physical. Kane tried to resist the effect but his body was experiencing the phantom touch –and responding in like manner. He wanted to wrap the second towel around his waist as well, but was certain it would simply draw more attention to his growing erection.

“As you wish,” the Egyptian spoke low, almost gruff. His probing eyes gripped Kane’s unnerved stare. “You gave a detailed description of how you like to suck cock. Told me to imagine you on your knees before me doing everything you were describing.”

His legs trembled, nearly buckling and dropping Kaneto the floor. How would that look? “That’s not proof.” His mumbled words shook.

“I wasn’t finished.” Cochise shifted but remained on the opposite side of the threshold –like a vampire unable to enter without permission.

Oh, he’ll suck you dry, no doubt.
Such thoughts were not helping to diffuse his arousal. He shuddered when the man began to sketch the contours of his face with a single fingertip, tracing the line of his cheekbone then his jaw.

“You told me about that thing you do with your tongue…” His short fingernail raked across Kane’s chin below his bottom lip. Kane trembled. The towel tented a bit more. “…Said it would make me come without you sucking me.”
Fuck.
The man wasn’t lying after all. Cochise plucked slowly at Kane’s lower lip. “But where’s the fun in that?”

Kane stared at him, his words gone.

“You mentioned the little trick you learned that enabled you to swallow any size cock without gagging.” He touched his fingertip between Kane’s eyes and slowly dragged it down the bridge of his nose, over the tip and back to his lips. “Every inch…to the hilt.”

Shit
.

“I said you were drunk and just telling bullshit stories.” He shoved his hand through Kane’s wet hair, scraping his nails down the back of his head to grip the nape of his neck –and leaned closer, his face inches away. “You bet me a round of phone fucking that you weren’t talking shit.” His breath puffed hotly against Kane’s lips. “I fronted you the phone fuck on good faith…now it’s your turn to pay up.”

Kane shivered and nodded –and was immediately pulled into a hard kiss as the man stepped into the apartment. His strong body shoved Kane back enough to knock the door shut with a bang, then Cochise had his head in both hands, tongue swirling inside Kane’s mouth. He wasn’t aware they had moved from the living room to the kitchen until he was pinning the Egyptian against the counter.

The man yanked the towel from around Kane’s neck and tossed it away. His slick, hot tongue lathered his throat, followed by sharp nips and ravenous sucking. “You taste fucking good,” Cochise growled between pants of breath and mouthfuls of flesh. He grabbed Kane’s ass, and squeezed, crumpling fistfuls of the towel –then ripped it off his hips and sent it sailing. His strong fingers dug into firm, flexed ass cheeks and pulled Kane hard against him.

“Fuck.” Kane’s stiff cock ground into the rock hard bulge straining the man’s jeans. Cochise clutched his muscular thigh and dragged Kane’s leg up around his hip and pushed against him, rubbing his denim encased dick along the length of Kane’s rigid shaft. “
Uuuhh
…
fuck!
”

Hungry lips claimed his mouth and Kane responded with equal urgency and lustful passion. His fingers sank into Cochise’s hair, hips rocking, stroking his cock on the man’s hardness, and craving for the Egyptian to fuck him hard and wild in a frenzied repeat of their backseat romp in the SUV.

But the man had come there for a very specific purpose and Kane was indeed a man of his word. He uncurled his leg from Cochise’s hip, sank to his knees and massaged the man’s crotch with firm hands, strong thumbs kneading his hard package.

“Mmm!” Cochise grunted and whipped off his shirt, then gripped the edge of the counter. “Do it,” he groaned tightly as Kane unfastened his pants. “Prove yourself.”

Kane tugged down the front of his jeans, unfettering his thick cock, the head slick with anticipation. Kane took hold of the shaft and a pulse ran up the length as the member twitched in his fist. Cochise groaned again, his breath ragged. Swollen veins snaked the hard flesh and Kane followed their paths with the tip of his tongue, wrenching a low, tight growl from the Egyptian as his stomach muscles clenched. Kane found the magic spot on the underside of the cock head and licked and teased the grooved slit until the man was clutching the counter, white-knuckled, chest heaving, his entire body straining with sexual tension.

“Uuh!
Fuck!
” Cochise grabbed Kane’s head, his fingers winding through his damp hair, squeezing. Water trickled down Kane’s face and neck as he twisted his fists along the pulsing shaft. His tongue slipped around the crown of the man’s cock then returned to the sensitive groove to commence the torment. “God!” Cochise clenched his jaw, clawing fistfuls of wet hair, forceful pants bursting forth as Kane dropped down lower and sucked the base of his dick, his tongue tracing intricate patterns back up to the head. “Fuck…” The man shuddered and tilted up Kane’s face with tense hands as he leaned down and kissed him fiercely. “Suck me. Now.” He kissed him again and added with an escape of shaky breath. “
Please.”

The added
Please
caused a disturbing, unnerving tickle in Kane’s chest. He quickly dismissed it and curled his tongue around the man’s cock head then took him in his mouth, pushing down firmly, his own member jumping as the Egyptian’s thick shaft strained his jaw. The raw, hard flesh slid across his tongue, the plump head pushing into his throat canal. He worked the man’s cock to the outer edge of his throat and continued shoving his mouth onto him as he consciously relaxed his tongue and throat muscles.

“Holy fuck…” Shudders rushed down Cochise’s body. He cupped the back of Kane’s head in a tight grip and pushed his hips forward, sinking himself in deeper. “Fuck…yes…”

When Kane’s lips brushed pubic hair, he lingered, unmoving, and reveled at the feel of the man’s long, thick cock buried balls deep in his mouth. He shifted his tongue and worked his throat without stroking, massaging the Egyptian’s shaft.

“Fuuuck…” Cochise clutched his hair in tighter fists, panting unevenly.

Kane worked the man’s jeans further down his thighs then cupped his full, heavy balls, working them in his palm. Cochise’s stomach clenched harder, his ab muscles popping, straining as tiny veins fissured over the rock solid ridges of pure masculine flesh.

Keeping a firm hold on the man’s testicles, Kane slowly pulled off his cock, squeezing and sucking until just the head was in his mouth –then once more shoving all the way onto him.

Cochise swallowed hard, his stomach flexing again as he pushed into Kane’s throat then withdrew on his own before thrusting back in. Shuddered breaths puffed from his lips. He held Kane’s head tensely and fucked his mouth with steady strokes, shoving extra deep on each inward thrust. Kane moaned, sending shivers racing up the man’s body, and sucked him eagerly, hungrily, taking the initiative to increase the pace and urging the Egyptian to fuck him harder, deeper.

Words eluded the man. He clawed Kane’s head and grunted, panted, and growled as he drove his thick cock into his throat with repeatedly quick, urgent thrusts. Kane dropped one hand to his own throbbing member and stroked vigorously as he released the man’s balls and began to finger his tight hole. Cochise shuddered and fucked him with greater urgency as Kane worked his finger in deeper and stroked his prostate.

The Egyptian found his voice. “
Fuck!”
he shouted out loud and thick. “
Uuuhh!
” His head dropped back and his nails gouged Kane’s scalp as his hips pumped desperately, sliding his cock anxiously in and out of his lover’s mouth and throat. “Fuck-fuck-
fuuuuck!
I’m gonna fucking come! Uuh-uh-fuck!”

Backed up against the counter, Cochise was unable to retreat and pull out as Kane pushed onto him eagerly. Rather than shove Kane off him, the Egyptian took the cue that he was all for going the distance, and let himself go, stroking Kane’s mouth with renewed urgency.

“Fuck! Yes!
Uuuhhh!
” His hips jerked hard and then filled Kane’s throat with warm, thick come. Kane pulled back just enough to swallow but continued to suck the man’s cock until the tension left his body and he relaxed back against the counter, panting furiously.

Kane pulled off Cochise, withdrawing his finger, but remained on his knees, his mouth pressed to the man’s quivering stomach, the Egyptian’s flavor strong on his tongue. Kane’s lips trembled as they dragged over the Egyptian’s firm abs, collecting droplets of sweat. He gripped Cochise’s hot thighs and the man’s cock remained thick and heavy. How long would it take him to get back to fuck mode? Kane suspected he had a swift return rate and the thought made his cock jump and drool, adding to the gathering droplets on the tile beneath him.

The Egyptian drew in a deep, uneven breath, his voice thick and coarse when he finally spoke. “Get up.” Kane sat back on his heels and the man tugged up his jeans but didn’t tuck himself away.

Kane stood slowly on shaky legs that felt like rubber, and dragged a trembling hand over his mouth. He was suddenly assaulted with mental images of him and the Egyptian in his bed, fucking all afternoon, but he hurriedly banished the notion. He didn’t want the man in his bed, it was too personal. Fuck, he shouldn’t even be
here,
in his apartment. He shouldn’t be here –period. It was just supposed to have been a one-time thing–

His mouth was crushed in a hard kiss, hands gripping his head. His bare back struck the cool surface of the table –knocking items to the floor with a clatter –the weight of the man’s body pinning him down. The kiss intensified briefly then softened a fraction as the Egyptian’s tongue twisted around Kane’s and sucked, inciting a twitch in his cock as it jumped against the man’s heavy member. Cochise reached between them and grasped both their dicks in his fist and stroked slowly.

Kane moaned into his mouth and raked his fingers up the Egyptian’s back, his legs spreading as he pulled his feet up onto the edge of the table.

“Say you want my cock,” Cochise panted against his lips. He kissed Kane again then buried his face in his throat as Kane twisted his head on the hard table top, eyes heavy, nearly closed. The man rocked his hips, driving his cock through his fist and causing it to stroke against Kane’s pulsing shaft. “You wanted to fuck me last night,” he groaned and bit Kane’s skin. “Say you want it now.”

Kane whimpered as his balls tightened. “Yes…”

Sliding his hand under Kane’s head, Cochise drew him into another kiss. He stroked their cocks and Kane felt the man’s shaft growing harder, confirming his suspicions. But the Egyptian didn’t enter him, he simply continued to work their members together until Kane’s body began to lock up beneath him.

“I’m not going to fuck you today,” Cochise shuddered against his lips, his breath coming quicker.

“Uuh!” Kane choked on a cry, come churning in his balls and pushing up through his shaft.

“But soon,” he panted hard, hips thrusting, stroking their cocks together. He grabbed Kane’s mouth in another hungry, urgent kiss as he gripped the back of his head.

Kane pulled out of the kiss with a wrenching cry. Cochise shoved his face into his shoulder, his body straining and tensing and Kane realized he was going to come again. He didn’t have time to consider how fiercely that reality turned him on as he came hard, his short nails digging into the man’s straining back muscles, body arching as he fucked the Egyptian’s fist wild and desperate. Cochise grunted with force and gasped sharply –and unloaded seconds after Kane released.

Letting loose of their members, Cochise clutched Kane’s head with both hands and kissed him deep and long. His grip eased and his fingers dragged down Kane’s neck, over his chest. He withdrew from the kiss slowly and stared down into Kane’s hazy, heavy-lidded eyes. “Do you want me to come back?” He raked his teeth across Kane’s lower lip, causing him to shudder beneath the man. The Egyptian’s lips twitched. “You like the way I fuck.” It wasn’t a question. He kissed Kane, drawing it out before breaking apart. “You want us to fuck again.” Again, a simple stated fact.

“Yes,” Kane whispered, breathless, dizzy. His eyes closed and didn’t open when the man lifted off him.

Silence settled over the kitchen but for the sound of the man fastening his pants…and low, uneven breathing from both men. Kane kept his eyes closed, laying still…waiting…but he didn’t know
for what
and wasn’t anxious to analyze too deeply.

“You’ll need to shower again.”