Lucas grinned.“I like the sound of that,” hesaid, and he obediently followed Mark to the bedroom.
ChapterForty-One
Somehow, Lucas’s sense of urgency had lefthim with Mark’s orgasm.He supposed it made a sort of sense—if hejust wanted to get off, he could manage that all by himself.He’dbeen going crazy for the last few days because of Mark, because ofwanting him and not being able to have him.Once he’d seen Mark’spleasure it had taken the edge off.Sure, Lucas wanted more, but hedidn’t need it.
“Your turn,” Mark said as soon as they werethrough the bedroom door.“Strip.”
“Just like that?”Lucas asked with a cockygrin.“You don’t want to put some music on, have a show?”
Mark blinked owlishly.“Stop giving meideas,” he finally muttered.
Lucas reached behind his head and grabbed theneck of his T-shirt, then pulled it up and off in one smoothmovement.He dropped the fabric on the floor and let his hands fallto the button of his jeans.“Just pants, or underwear too?”
Mark looked like he wasn’t exactly sure, andit made Lucas want to kiss him.Then he remembered that he wasallowed to do just that and crossed the space between them in onestride.Mark was surprised but unresisting as Lucas gripped hischin between thumb and forefinger and tilted his head for a kiss.“You don’t have to be in charge,” Lucas whispered, “if you don’twant to be.I’ve got plenty of ideas to keep us busy for awhile.”
“I’m a bit rusty,” Mark admitted.He gaveLucas a speculative look.“Do your ideas involve you beingnaked?”
“Most of them.”
“Okay then,” Mark said with a smile.“You’reback in charge.As long as there’s mutual nudity.”
Lucas stepped backward just far enough togive himself room, and he shucked his jeans and underwear in fewpracticed movements.Three years of communal living had erased anyshyness he’d ever had about his body, and less fabric betweenhimself and Mark was definitely a good thing.
But Mark was staring now, looking not exactlypleased.Lucas looked down at himself.His cock was bobbing in afairly ridiculous way but that was just what hard cocks did.“What’s wrong?”
“You’re…” Mark finally looked up at Lucas’sface.“I knew you were in good shape.Lord knows Alex has ravedabout it enough.But I had no idea you were this…”
Oh.Not really a bad thing, then, althoughMark didn’t seem to think it was good, either.Lucas tried to findan explanation.“I worked out a lot in jail.There wasn’t much elseto do.And the farm keeps me active.”
“You make me feel like a flabby old man!”
Oh.Lucas stepped a little closer and smiled.“You’re not flabby.Or old.”
“I’m not…” Mark waved his hand up and downLucas’s body.“I’m not that!”
“You keep talking like this and I’m puttingmy clothes back on,” Lucas warned.He took another step and wrappedhis hand around his cock, letting his fingers tease along itslength and making sure Mark’s eyes were drawn in that direction.“Does it look like I’m having trouble getting turned on by yourbody?”
Mark stared at Lucas’s erection for a longmoment, then shook his head wordlessly.
“So is there a problem here?You want me toget dressed?”
Another wordless head shake.
“Okay, then.”Lucas stepped back a little andsurveyed the room.“Boxers off, please.”He waited while Markcomplied shyly with the request and stood still, againself-consciously cupping his half-hard cock.Lucas moved into hisspace.“Mark,” he said softly, and Mark finally met his gaze.“Ilike your body, Mark.I knew I would, and I do.”He ran the backsof his fingers softly over Mark’s collarbone, down along his ribs,and across to just below his belly button.He turned his hand overand flattened his palms on the warm white skin, smoothing his wayup to the pink nipples in their little nests of hair.
“Turn around,” he said gently, and Mark did.Lucas continued his explorations on this side, crouching down torun his fingers along Mark’s lean thighs and down to his calves.“Iforgot to look for your scar,” he admitted, and then hestraightened and brought his whole body in close to Mark’s.Hiscock nestled into its natural home, sliding under Mark’s ass andnudging at his balls.Lucas hadn’t been lying—he had lots of ideasfor things to do with Mark.But this?This was definitely near thetop of the list.He moved his hips gently, less of a thrust than aneasing forward, and he nestled his chin in over Mark’s shoulder.“Do you want to do this?”he asked, and moved his hips oncemore.
“Not just this?”Mark said breathlessly.“Youmean…”
Lucas had no idea what word Mark would wantto use, so he had to use his own.“I want to fuck you.Is thatokay?”
Mark was nodding before Lucas was donetalking.“Yes,” he said.“I want that.A lot.That soundsexcellent.A good idea.I’d really like…”
Mark stopped babbling when Lucas managed tolean around far enough for a kiss.“I get it,” he said, then kissedMark again.“But it’s been a long time, right?We should go slow?”Now that he thought about it, Lucas wasn’t sure he wanted to go tooslow.“Do you want to do it the other way around, this time?”
But Mark was finally showing a littledecisiveness.“No.I want you inside me.”
That wasn’t an invitation Lucas was going toturn down.“Do you have stuff?”He tried not to grin at Mark’sblank look.Just how far out of the game was the guy?“Condoms?Lube?”Lucas got a sinking feeling.No, Mark wouldn’t havesupplies.He hadn’t gotten any action since before he’d startedliving in this apartment.
