Page 41 of The Work Trip


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His smile had shrunk, but wasn’t any less radiant. I stared at it, and then back at his eyes, then down to his chest, where I had begun to play with his hair. Alec was staring at me,processing what just happened. Maybe not so much the what, but the why, and what would come next.

“Welp,” he said.

“Yeah.”

We both laughed until he kissed my forehead. It was sweet, if not a little weird.

“Were you serious about fucking me again tomorrow?” I asked.

“I mean, yeah. If you want to.”

“I do. I really liked it.”

He smirked. “I did, too.”

“Maybe just go a little softer?”

“You got it.” He kissed my lips gently, as if to prove he could. “So, I was right then, and this isn’t going to stop.”

“Right? Motherfucker, you said never again a million times.”

He laughed. I chuckled.

“Neither of us believed that for a second. It was bound to happen. I did sort of think that you might not want it after last night and your sore bottom, but nope.”

“Nope is right.”

He kissed me again. Slower and longer. We opened our mouths and let our tongues mingle.

“Thank you for that,” he said.

“For what?”

“Initiating. I was dominant with you the last two times. I knew drunk Mason loved it, calling me sir like a little freak, but I needed to know you wanted it. Really fullywantedit, and me. Apparently, you do.” He smirked. “You’re just a slut for this big cock, sober, drunk, in charge, or as my sub. What can I say?”

I pulled his nipple hair.

“Ow! Fuck!” He laughed.

“You’re not wrong, though,” I said. “I’ve jerked off a million times imaging fucking some twink—”

“What’s a twink?”

“A young, skinny, kinda fem gay guy.” He nodded. “But what we’ve done is better than my fantasies. By a lot. I think that’s hard to do.”

“It is, and I agree. I didn’t let myself think about being with a guy for most of my marriage. But once in a while, the gay tabs on porn sites were too hard to resist, and I’d end up busting to a thumbnail of just some naked guy.” He laughed.

“Well, if we already know it’s going to happen again, that there’s no stopping it, why don’t we just give into it? Go all in on exploring man-sex with each other on an ongoing basis. I live alone, so it’s not like we’d need to sneak around.”

Alec smiled. “I like that idea. Something stable and ongoing, letting us both scratch an itch we were never able to, in private. Discover what it is to fuck guys and each other’s bodies.”

“Yeah, exactly. No one will have to know. No one knows where I live, and I don’t speak to my neighbors as it is. It’ll be fun.”

Alec chuckled and looked my face up and down. “I can host, too. And since I’ll be sleeping in my car, we can fuck anywhere we want!” He laughed, making light of something I’m sure he didn’t find funny.

“I thought you were moving into a hotel for the time being?”

“I am, yeah. But finances are not the best right now, and the only one that takes points is ninety minutes from the office. So my shit will be there, but I know me. I’ll end up sleeping in my car and showering at the gym.”