Two men meet on a dark and dangerous night, strangers who quickly will become passionate lovers. Neither Drake nor Vic are looking for a new relationship. But during a torrential rainstorm, when the lights go out, blazing passion erupts. From that first moment on a deserted country road, when Drake’s car broke down and he needed a tow and a mechanic, Vic comes to the rescue. It will be a weekend of discovery, of passion, sizzling exploration, and of revelations they will never forget. But what will happen when the rains stop and the skies clear?
Vic leaned up on his knees and held out a hand. “Come on, baby,” he said softly. “I promise, I’ll make it good for you.”
Drake’s gaze locked with Vic’s. He held out his hand and Vic’s fingers curled around Drake’s drawing him forward. Vic pulled him down and claimed his lips as he hauled him into the tub.
Drake reared up. “Shit. You didn’t tell me it was going to be freezing.”
Vic pushed him back against the side and rose over him. “You’ll get used to it in a minute. We’ll warm this water up real fast.”
It was late summer, so technically the water wasn’t freezing, but it sure was a shock when Vic yanked him in like that. Vic expertly used his hands to clean Drake. He ducked his head under the water and scrubbed Drake’s hair clean of mud.
“There you go, man, all squeaky clean. Like you’ve never been wallowing in the mud.”
“That was your fault,” Drake said as he rubbed away the dirt clinging to Vic’s body. And then his hands moved lower, encountering Vic’s stiff erection. “Hmm, look what I found. I’m thinking we better make sure every inch of you is clean.”
Vic pushed him back against the edge of the tub and rubbed his body against Drake’s. “I’ve got better plans for that particular equipment.” He reached around to cup Drake’s ass cheeks. “Turn around,” he said in a tone of voice that was more growl than words. “Grip the edge of the tub. I’m not going to wait another second to fuck you.”
Drake shivered, but it wasn’t from the cold water, which seemed to have warmed up with the heat of their two bodies. Drake turned to face the edge of the trough and gripped it with both hands. He and Aaron had never even done it in the tub, so this was going to be an entirely new experience for him. As though everything else they’d done tonight wasn’t?
The tub wasn’t that deep and he knelt there in the water, waiting. Anticipating. Needing to feel the man behind him. Needing Vic’s dick inside him. Needing to connect with this man in that most intimate of ways.
Vic’s fingers were at his hole, circling and circling, sending Drake spinning into a vortex of arousal. He reached around to grip Drake’s cock, masturbating him with one hand as he penetrated Drake’s anus with the other.
Drake gasped as the tip of Vic’s finger slipped inside, bowed his head and closed his eyes as he absorbed the feeling of being invaded.
“You okay?” Vic asked.
Drake nodded, the pleasure swamping through him as Vic pressed deeper with his finger, and his other hand stroked up and down Drake’s thickening erection.
“Did he ever do you like this?” Vic asked.
Drake knew who he meant and he shook his head. “No. Never.”
As a second finger joined the first, Drake felt Vic’s lips against his shoulder, his teeth razing along the column of his neck. “Good,” Vic said just before he snagged Drake’s earlobe.
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