Playing The Hero (10 page)

Carter pulled out and Reid yelped as he was turned and thrown back on the desk. Carter growled as he grabbed Reid’s hips and dove for his cock. His lips wrapped around Reid and began to suck desperately and Reid turned into light and sound as his nerves exploded and a roar burst from his throat as a torrent of come surged up his shaft and flooded Carter’s mouth. His body arched on the desk and Reid clawed at Carter’s shoulders as he began to shudder and writhe. Carter continued to suck until Reid hissed and twisted in his arms.

“Enough!” Reid gasped as he pushed at Carter’s arms. Carter raised his head and smiled drunkenly at Reid.

“You taste so good.” He murmured before he pressed a gentle kiss to the head of Reid’s cock. Reid shivered as his nerves shrieked at the sensation and Carter laughed softly as he released Reid. Carter pulled his jeans up and buttoned them before he fell into his chair with a contented sigh. His hand slapped Reid’s ass causing him to jump.

“Hey!” He complained as he trudged toward the sofa. Reid collapsed face down and hummed happily. Now, he could take a nap.

“Don’t bother me until it’s time to cook dinner.” Carter stated as he pulled his headphones on and scooted his seat closer to the desk.

Reid waved his hand weakly in agreement as he smiled into the couch cushion. He didn’t plan to bother with anything for the rest of the day. His body felt boneless and drained and his eyelids had never been so heavy. For half a moment, Reid pondered putting on his clothes but the world went dark and the thought dissolved as he drifted off.

Chapter 14

“How come Reid never comes fishing with us?” Max asked as he baited his hook. Carter tried not to roll his eyes at the tickle of giddiness that fizzed in his stomach and chest at the mention of Reid’s name.

“He works a lot. He doesn’t get to stay home every weekend like your mom.” Carter explained and Max’s mouth twisted as his eyes narrowed and Carter braced himself.

“Is it better to have a boyfriend than a girlfriend?” Max asked as he passed his rod to Carter so he could cast it for him. Carter cringed as he fumbled for a safe answer.

“That depends, Max. I don’t want a girlfriend. Some guys do. And despite what Gramma May and Gramma Dana say, Reid isn’t my boyfriend, yet.” He hoped he didn’t sound like he was protesting too much. Max frowned as he took the pole back.

“Why not?” He asked as he sat on a large rock and Carter shrugged.

“We just haven’t got to that, yet. And sometimes, putting titles and labels on things has a way of making things less fun or ruining them.” He saw Max frown in confusion. “You know how it’s fun to draw a picture and maybe you want to take it to school and show your teacher?” Carter waited until Max nodded. “But it’s not as much fun if it’s homework, is it?” He saw Max’s eyes widen with understanding.

“It’s not fun if you
have
to do it.” Max said sagely and Carter smiled.

“See how giving something a name changes it?” Carter looked up at the sun and calculated when he needed to put more sunscreen on Max. “If I ask Reid to be my boyfriend, he has to make decisions that I might not like. And if he agrees, then we have to work at our relationship and it’s not as much fun.” He saw Max nod and hoped that he would move on to a different topic.

“But what’s the difference between having a boyfriend and a girlfriend?” Max looked up at Carter expectantly and Carter stifled a groan. He’d vowed that he would never lie to Max or fill his head with naive nonsense. That didn’t mean he had to explain the birds and the bees. Or, the bees and the bees. That was something Melissa needed to do. Later.

“I’ve never had a girlfriend but as far as I can tell, it comes down to stuff like kissing and the things they leave at your house. Girls leave girly things like hair clips and lots of shoes and fill your fridge with diet soda and want to put ruffly pillows on your couch. Boys leave awesome movies, bottles of really good scotch and grey sweatpants.” Heat washed over Carter’s body and he clenched his jaw.
What was it about grey sweatpants?
He forced the thought away quickly. “It’s also a lot easier to find things to do because we have more in common.” Carter added and hoped that no one would think he was trying to sell Max on being queer. Max rolled his eyes.

“Girls like stupid stuff. And I really don’t want to kiss them. Ever.” He insisted and Carter laughed softly. “I’m going to have a boyfriend when I grow up.” Max decided and Carter grabbed his shoulder and tried to hide his panic. Jesus, Melissa was going to kick his ass.

“Slow down! You have a long time before you have to worry about that. You’re not supposed to like kissing girls at your age. You’ll work that out around the time you have to start shaving. Right now, just focus on how you’re losing all your teeth. You look like a super goober without your front teeth.” Carter teased and Max scowled and kicked him in the calf. Carter howled in mock outrage and started hopping on one foot. “That’s it! You’re going in!” He roared as he grabbed Max and swung him in the air and held him over his head.

Max giggled, squirmed and squealed when Carter’s fingers danced against his ribs. Carter counted to three and swung Max back and Max begged him not to let go. Carter heaved but didn’t release before he juggled Max and gave him a bear hug then set him on the ground. Max sighed happily and sat back on his rock and picked up his rod.

“I really like Reid and I love Sadie.” Max stated. Carter nodded in agreement. There really wasn’t any point in denying it. Max pulled his lips tight and stared up at Carter for several moments. “I think he’ll say yes if you ask him to be your boyfriend. You should ask him.” He announced and Carter ignored the nervous tightening of his stomach.

“I’ll think about it.” Carter murmured as he reeled in his line. “They’re not biting today. Why don’t we pack up and go to a movie?” He suggested and Max dropped his pole and jumped up and down enthusiastically. Carter tried not to look too relieved at the change of activity. Going to the movie would give Carter a break from Max’s questions and his mind a chance to recalibrate.

Chapter 15

Reid parked his car in Carter’s driveway and as soon as he opened the door, the smell of grilled meat greeted him. He sighed happily as he grabbed a paper bag containing two bottles of Malbec and strolled toward the door.
My boyfriend is seriously hot and he can cook,
Reid’s hand froze just before it knocked on the door.
Woah. I have a boyfriend.
He gave the thought a moment to sink in. It had been a long time. Reid smiled and knocked.
You should probably tell Carter,
he thought as the door swung open. Carter’s grin was warm and it pulled Reid in. He stepped over the threshold and his hand slid around Carter’s back and he leaned toward his lips. Carter growled softly as he tilted his head and their lips brushed and clung. Reid’s tongue traced the seam of Carter’s lips and he groaned as he kicked the door closed. Then, he remembered that he had a plan and raised his head as he pressed the bag to Carter’s chest.

“Thought we’d do something different tonight.” Reid said as he nipped at Carter’s lower lip before he headed to the kitchen. “Dinner smells amazing.” He found two wine glasses and watched as Carter looked in the bag. His head snapped up and his eyes narrowed.

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with the fact that I told you I avoid wine because it makes me slutty, would it?” Carter asked as he set the bottles down and pulled a bottle opener out.

“Of course it does.” Reid wrapped his arms around Carter’s waist and watched over his shoulder as he pulled out the cork. “I’ve been waiting until I had a weekend off to see how slutty you get.” He admitted. Carter snorted.

“So, you’re planning to get me drunk and take advantage of me?” He asked as he poured. Reid bit his ear and Carter shivered.

“Yes.” Reid whispered. He released Carter and reached around him for a glass. He stepped back and leaned against the counter behind him. Carter turned and raised his glass.

“Here’s to well laid plans.” Carter murmured before he took a long sip.

Reid raised his glass and chuckled softly. He grinned at Carter over the rim of his glass. Reid had been planning. They had spent every free hour Reid had together for just over three months. Reid had never felt so connected and content with anyone before. Which was both exciting and strange. It was exciting because everything clicked so easily and the little things that should have bothered Reid, didn’t. They were just endearing and minor compared to how happy he was with Carter. Reid couldn’t imagine anything that could get in their way. He was starting to suspect that Carter was The One. But it was strange because they hadn’t physically connected in one specific way. Reid was mostly content with their sex life, it was just that one specific thing that tweaked his nerves. It was like an itch between his shoulder blades that he couldn’t reach no matter how hard he twisted and stretched.

Sex with Carter was mind-blowing and joyful. They were completely open and adored each other physically with the exception of one very specific area. Reid hadn’t been able to get close to Carter’s ass. He guarded it like it was the place where he hid his plutonium. Every time Reid’s lips or fingers wandered too low or he playfully pressed his cock into the cleft of Carter’s ass, Carter squirmed until it was out of reach, became very still until Reid moved away or took over and made Reid the focus. It certainly wasn’t a deal breaker for Reid. If Carter truly wasn’t into it, then he just wasn’t into it. But Reid would at least like to try, once. Or for Carter to trust him enough to explain.

When Carter mentioned that he didn’t drink wine because it “got him into trouble”, Reid couldn’t get the idea out of his head. He vowed that the first night he wasn’t on call and had the next day off, he was getting enough wine to get them both into a lot of trouble and he was having a go at Carter. Reid was going to fuck Carter or at least rim him into oblivion.

A timer went off and Carter was jerked from wherever it was he was he’d gone off to. He pulled two baked sweet potatoes out of the oven and reached for two plates. Carter handed Reid his wine glass and gestured toward the table. Reid grabbed the bottle and went to the table. When Carter’s back was turned Reid topped off his glass.

Dinner was perfect. The steaks were divine with grilled vegetables and the baked potatoes. Carter made a chocolate hazelnut torte that tasted like a Nutella mouse with a hazelnut crust. Reid almost forgot about sex altogether. They talked, laughed and drank most of the second bottle. Reid pulled Carter’s hand to his lips and brushed them against the back of his hand.

“There’s something I think you should know.” Reid said softly. Carter’s brows rose slightly and he waited. Reid used Carter’s hand to hide his grin. “You have to promise you won’t freak out.” Reid took Carter’s hand in both of his and Carter’s lips pulled tight.

“The easiest way to get me to freak out is to make me promise I won’t.” He grumbled and Reid gave him a pointed look. Carter shook his head. “I can’t promise but I’ll try not to.” Carter nudged Reid’s knee with his. Reid bit his lip for effect before he sighed.

“Today, I realized that you’re my boyfriend. I think this could be quite serious.” He leaned close and pecked playfully at Carter’s lips. He felt them flutter as Carter exhaled loudly. Carter’s lips lingered for a moment before he pulled back and found Reid’s eyes.

“What’s your definition of a boyfriend?” He asked cautiously and Reid’s eyes flicked upwards as he considered.

“Well… A boyfriend is someone you want to spend all of your free time with. You’re only happy when you’re with him and when you’re apart, all you can think about is seeing him again. He’s the only person that makes you happy and all you want to do is make him happy. You want to have sleepovers every night and wake up together. And you really want to do super dirty things with him, all the time. And you only want to have sleepovers and do dirty things with him.” Reid stole a quick kiss and waited as Carter considered. He chewed on his lip for several moments before his brows pulled together.

“Then, that would make you my boyfriend.” Carter’s hand slid around Reid’s neck and his lips claimed Reid’s in a slow, drugging kiss. Reid moaned softly as he pulled Carter to his feet.

“Let’s leave the dishes for later. I want to go to the couch and talk.” He tugged Carter along and they fell onto the couch. Reid positioned them so that they were facing each other, Carter’s legs around his waist. Reid pressed a kiss to Carter’s lips before he leaned back. “Tell me what happened to make you so scared to let anyone near your ass.” Reid demanded gently. Carter cringed.

“You want to talk about that? I thought you were just going to put the moves on me and I wouldn’t be able to resist.” He laughed softly as he started working at the buttons of Reid’s shirt. His eyes were heavy and dark as they followed his fingers.
Slutty, indeed,
Reid was willing to play along if it made Carter open up.

“You get so tense and you’re so protective of it, I don’t want to push if there was some sort of trauma or if there’s a physical issue.” Reid explained and Carter grinned as he pushed Reid’s shirt off his shoulders.

“I wasn’t abused and my butt’s not broken, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Carter’s hands swept down Reid’s chest and he leaned forward so he could nibble on the end of Reid’s chin. Reid sighed in relief.

“What is it, then?” He asked as he pulled Carter’s t-shirt over his head.

“Honestly, I don’t have a problem with the foreplay. It’s just that I’m afraid you’re right and I’ll let you talk me into it.” Carter admitted and Reid shook his head.

“I’m not going to try to talk you into it. I said you’d ask for it.” He corrected and Carter rolled his eyes. Reid shook his head. “You will. But I want you to tell me so I know what’s ok to try and how to make it good for you when you do ask for it.” He saw Carter’s lips pull in as he considered Reid’s logic.

“It was senior year of college. Abby and Mark had been dating for a few months and he was in a fraternity. We’d gone to a party at his frat house and I’d been trading glances with this gorgeous football player all night. He was huge. Not fat but like a wall of muscle and he looked like fucking Adonis. Abby asked Mark if he was gay but Mark wasn’t sure so I just hung back and played it cool. As the party wound down and people started to leave, he moved closer and closer to our group and kept sneaking looks. When Abby was ready to go, I told her and Mark that I’d walk home. It was just a few blocks away, it wasn’t a big deal.” Carter sighed and scooted closer until their chests were practically touching. “We talked for like two hours. Eventually we were the only people conscious and we were sitting on one of those filthy frat house couches and I was starting to think he wouldn’t make a move. Everything had been kind of vague. I could tell he was into me but everything we talked about was pretty safe. I was just about to call it quits when he asked if I wanted to go to his room. As soon as the door shut, everything changed.” Carter paused and Reid’s body started to feel cold and his throat became tight. Carter must have felt it, his head snapped up and he searched Reid’s face.

“Did he… force you?” Reid whispered. Carter shook his head and his lips tilted up slightly.

“No, he didn't force me. He was just really enthusiastic. He was so large and strong and I weighed about twenty pounds less than I do now. At first, it was kind of cute. I could tell he was nervous but it became obvious that he just wasn’t good at any of it. He pawed at me and was so clumsy. You know how some guys kind of lay on you, they don’t support themselves and kind of hump the air out of you?” Carter asked and Reid nodded. “It was like that but the whole time. When he were kissing, he was just so heavy. Then, he was in a rush. He managed to get our cocks out and he gave me a really sloppy blow job. There was a lot of teeth and I had to tap out. He thought I was enjoying it and I didn't have the heart to tell him it sucked. Then, he asked me to return the favor and I figured that if I got him off quickly, I could get the hell out. He had a really large cock. It was the biggest I’d seen at that point and I was kind of into that part of it. I must have done a really good job because he kind of lost his mind. He was so fast, before I could catch my breath, I was face down and he had a condom on and was pushing his way into my ass. I guess he thought the condom had enough lube because he didn’t even bother to spit, he just kept driving forward until he was all the way in. As soon as he was, he went for it like he was trying to beat a demon out of me. I got pretty loud but I think he thought they were happy screams. He covered my mouth with his hand because he didn’t want any of his frat brothers to hear us. So, that wasn’t fun. Luckily, it was only two of the most painful minutes of my life. As soon as he was done, he rolled off and said ‘You were awesome, dude.’ before he passed out. I waited until he was snoring before I snuck out. I was in so much pain, I could barely walk. I missed two days of classes. He tried to call for about a week but I didn’t answer and I avoided him on campus.” Carter sighed again and shrugged. “That’s it. It wasn’t totally his fault, I didn’t really enjoy it the few times I tried it before him. I’ve done it a few times since but I just can’t get into it. Even when the guy was a lot smaller and took his time, it was at best, just weird. It’s rarely been an issue. Most guys just wanted me to be on top, so it didn’t come up very often.” He gave Reid a weak smile and Reid shook his head in disbelief.

“It sounds like you were forced, to me.” He insisted. Carter gave him a dry look.

“I spent all night flirting with him, went to his room with him and then sucked his cock like a porn star. I think there’s an argument there for mixed signals. I never felt threatened by him, he was just so big and really bad at it.” Carter argued. Reid wasn’t totally convinced but he didn’t want to make Carter dwell on it much longer so he moved on.

“But you know why it wasn’t good. You know how important foreplay and lubricant are. You’re like the king of rimming and stretching.” Reid teased. “That makes all the difference.” He watched as Carter shrugged.

“I’m fine with trying, Reid. I know you’ll take your time and go easy on me.” He seemed so tense and Reid needed to find a way to tap into that Slutty Carter that was starting to emerge when they sat on the couch.

“I don’t want you to feel like you’re taking one for the team, Carter.” Reid whispered as he traced Carter’s collar bone. Carter licked his lips.

“How do you want me to feel?” His voice had gone deep and low and it settled in Reid’s balls. Reid’s grin was wicked as he slowly began to trace the grooves and ridges of Carter’s chest and stomach.

“I want you feel like I do when I trust you with my body. I want to make love to you. I want worship every part of your body with every part of mine. I want to use my mouth and my hands and my cock to make you as deliriously happy as you make me. And crazy. I want to drive you out of your mind, to make you so blind with need that you’ll do anything to feel me inside of you. I want you to crave the feeling of us locked together like that, they way I do when I’m not with you. I want you to walk around with the memory of me deep and hard inside of you as you come. I want to own you, the way that you own me.” Reid murmured as his lips reached for the dip at the base of Carter’s neck. Carter’s body stiffened and he leaned back. His eyes widened slightly and seemed to see through Reid. Before Reid could ask, Carter nodded and scooted back. He stood and Reid looked up in confusion. He thought it was a pretty hot speech, it had him turned on.

“Let’s go upstairs.” Carter’s head nodded toward the stairs before he turned.

Reid’s brows pulled together as he got up and followed. Did it work or was Carter just going along with it to make Reid happy? Reid glanced at Carter’s face as they went up the stairs, he was looking down at his feet and seemed lost in his thoughts. Reid wasn’t sure he wanted Carter there. They turned into the bedroom and Carter stopped at the foot of the bed and faced Reid. His eyes fastened on Reid’s as his hands went to the fly of his jeans and began to open them. Reid searched for a clue to Carter’s intent. Was he offering himself as a sacrifice or was he truly ready? He stepped close and pushed Carter’s hands away. Reid’s hand skimmed over the front of Carter’s jeans and Reid groaned. Carter’s hard-on strained against the thick denim and heat filled Reid’s palm.