The Current Between Us (30 page)

“
Handsome… Baby…” Gage said, looking tenderly at Trent. Gage ran his fingertips over Trent’s face just gazing down at him, the love so clear in Gage’s eyes, shocking Trent with its intensity seconds before Gage’s mouth slanted over his and he lost himself in another kiss. Gage thrust his tongue forward and Trent tried to meet him halfway while wrapping Gage in his arms. Gage dominated him, kissing him with desperation, not letting Trent get much more than a few deep moans or a swipe of his tongue in.

Gage deepened the kiss and slid his hand down Trent
’s chest, down the front of his slacks, gripping Trent’s arousal, rubbing his palm up and down his swollen cock. Gage reached up to unbuckle his belt before unfastening his slacks button. He slid his hand inside Trent’s underwear and gripped him, flesh on flesh, slowly stroking his rigid length, back and forth. The intensity of the movement and the connection he shared with Gage ran deep into his heart, knocking down every last one of the barriers he held in place. Gage held his heart and Trent wanted him forever by his side. Allowing himself to even consider the possibility caused his heart to slam wildly in his chest knowing without question he was a man deeply in love.

The skilled hand working him never stopped. Trent tore free of the kiss, burying his head in Gage
’s neck, stretching his long body out across the seat. A deep moan escaped his lips as Gage picked up the pace and stroked him faster. Trent rolled his hips forward farther into Gage’s hand.

“
I love when you touch me,” Trent moaned against Gage’s neck, his eyes closed and his head rolled back on the seat.

“
Baby, let me come inside. We’ll be quiet. I need to make love to you properly… please say yes.” Gage whispered, trailing kisses up his neck, and used the arm under Trent’s shoulders to pull his head closer, to plunge his tongue into Trent’s ear. All Trent could manage was a deeper moan and bucked his hips forward. Gage squeezed his dick tightly, keeping the orgasm held off a little while longer.

“
Listen to me. We’re at your house. Let me come in. We can lock the bedroom door, and be quiet, the kids won’t ever know. Let me make love to you tonight,” Gage whispered in his ear. The hot, moist breath tickled, sending shivers shooting down Trent’s body, and Gage again started the massage on his cock. This time stroking with purpose.

“
I want more than the backseat, tonight. Please,” Gage asked again, pulling his hand free and working to push Trent back into his slacks.

Trent finally registered the words coming at him, and he missed the loss of Gage
’s hand on his cock. He rose, keeping Gage in his arms, looking out the limo window. They were parked in the street of his neighborhood in front of his house. How had he missed that? “Damn, I didn’t even realize.”

“
That’s a compliment,  now, say you’ll let me come in,” Gage said, moving his head back in Trent’s line of vision.

“
We have to be quiet, Gage,” Trent said and inhaled a small breath when Gage rubbed him from the outside of his pants.

“
I will, and I’ll be gone way before they wake up, I promise,” Gage said.

“
All right, let’s go,” Trent said and rose off Gage. His pants were unbuttoned and it took a minute to adjust himself and straighten his clothing. Gage grabbed his jacket and tie, not bothering to right himself, but turned to a small cabinet.

“
Do you have condoms and such, Trent? I can bring these?” Gage didn’t wait for the answer, but dropped them into his coat pocket. Trent stayed behind a minute more, adjusting himself, and he could hear Gage talking quietly as he tucked his shirt all the way in.

“
Can you have my Prius brought to me? Put the keys in the mailbox, please,” Gage said.

“
Yes, sir, and you won’t need me any further tonight, Mr. Synclair?” the driver asked. Trent bypassed the conversation and began to walk up to the house, but Gage stopped him, grabbing his hand, pulling him back.

“
No, thank you for everything tonight,” Gage said to the driver.

“
Good night, sir.” The driver nodded at Trent and checked the back door before rounding the trunk to make his way to the driver’s side. All night, Gage never let Trent stray more than a step or two away from him and they walked up to the house together hand-in-hand, neither saying a word. Trent carefully unlocked the door, opening it as silently as he could. Gage slid off his shoes and carried them in the same hand as his jacket. They snuck into the house. Trent toed off his shoes and left them by the entrance. Once the front door closed, Trent listened to see if anything awakened the children, but no one stirred.

He took Gage
’s hand and led him down the hall to his bedroom. He didn’t turn the overhead lights on, but walked to the bedside lamp and flipped it on, before going back to the bedroom door. He carefully turned the outdated knob before silently clicking the lock into place, and then closing the door. Gage stayed quiet, walking into his room, looking around. It wasn’t the cleanest it could have been, clothes were draped over an armchair, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d dusted. Gage didn’t seem to notice. Instead, he focused on the contents of his TV stand which stood to the right of the foot of his bed.

“
You do have my reports.” Gage lifted a case as he whispered quietly.

“
I told you I did,” Trent said, coming to stand behind Gage, wrapping him in his arms.

“
All of a sudden, I’m proud of myself. I’m glad you like them, Trent,” Gage said, discarding the video while turning in Trent’s arms, dipping his head for a smoldering kiss. “Make love to me, Trent. I need you.” Gage’s voice dripped in seduction as he trailed kisses down Trent’s neck.

Trent took the shoes from Gage
’s hand and quietly placed them on the floor by the television. He took the jacket still in Gage’s arms, first dumping the condoms and oils onto his bed, before tossing the jacket over the arm of his chair. Gage never left the circle of Trent’s arms, as he stood there watching him, and Trent lifted his arms to finish unbuttoning the few buttons on Gage’s shirt. He pushed it off Gage’s shoulders and grabbed it before it hit the floor, tossing it over the tux jacket.

Tonight, Gage wore a white undershirt, and Trent lifted it up and over his head, throwing it in the general direction of Gage
’s other things while running his fingertips and palms over his muscular chest. Gage began to unbuckle his belt.

“
Let me undress you tonight,” Trent said, placing a hand over Gage’s, stopping him. He took his time. Gage leaned in, trying to slant his mouth over Trent’s, but he dodged it, pulling away. “No, I’ve finally gotten you in my bedroom, where I’ve dreamed of you every night since first laying eyes on you. I’m going to make this last.”

“
Sexy, I like the effort, I do, but I want you so badly,” Gage said and pushed Trent’s hands down, rubbing them along his dick. “I’ve been like this since I watched you walk down your hall tonight. Please make love to me, don’t drag this out.”

Gage
’s voice grew desperate, his eyes implored him to do his bidding, and Trent squeezed Gage’s cock with his palm, bringing his other hand up to work the belt and button free. His intention was to take piece by piece off the man standing before him, but he found he needed to taste this hard-on in his hand faster than he thought.

When he lowered the zipper, Trent shoved his hands inside, pushing the slacks and boxers down until they fell to the ground. Trent bent low, positioning Gage
’s cock to make it a smooth slide into his mouth. He hadn’t given Gage a blow job yet, and it had been a very long time since he’d been in this position. He didn’t hesitate, though; he took Gage straight into his mouth, letting his tongue lick and slide down the hard, velvety cock in his hands. Gage let out the most delicious moan and tangled his fingers into Trent’s hair, urging him on.

Trent took him deep, while slowly dropping to his knees. He could feel his throat constrict as he sucked Gage in and out of his mouth in several long, deep strokes. His fingers slid around Gage
’s ass and began to massage the tight rim. Trent willed himself to relax, wanting to take Gage farther down his throat and after a couple more attempts of sliding Gage in and out of his mouth, he succeeded. Trent couldn’t be certain whether it was the finger he pushed into Gage’s ass or the way his mouth worked him, but Gage pistoned his hips, driving his cock forward, fucking Trent’s mouth until he pulled back. Trent slid Gage fully out of his mouth and took his finger from his ass while licking across Gage’s broad head, lapping at the small beads of moisture gathering at the top. He loved his taste.

“
Don’t stop, baby,” Gage groaned quietly, gently pushing Trent’s head back down with the grip he still had on his hair. Trent smiled and chuckled at the urgency of Gage’s hands, wanting him to do more.

“
Get in bed. I want you to enjoy this,” Trent said, lifting his hand and massaging Gage’s sac as he spoke.

“
I am enjoying it,” Gage said, his hands still in Trent’s hair. Trent glanced up, captured by Gage’s erotically intense stare. If eyes could beg, these were willing him to keep going.

“
Bed, Gage,” Trent said, and sat back on his heels, unbuttoning his own shirt, pulling it off his body. He let the material slide down his arms and flexed his pecs and biceps as the material slid free. That gained Gage’s attention. A smile tugged at Gage’s lips as he gripped his own cock, watching Trent closely. Gage sat down on the end of the bed and pushed himself back to the headboard, his eyes never left Trent. Gage’s hand continued the back and forth movement, stroking his cock as he stood, and continued to undressed.

Trent tossed the shirt on the chair and unbuckled his belt, snapping it free of the loops in one quick movement. He tossed the belt on his chair along with their other things. Next came the button to the slacks, he flicked it open smiling at the smoldering look in Gage
’s eyes. He paused on the slacks, deciding to save those for last and lifted each foot, taking each sock off, purposely flexing all the muscles in his arms with every tug and then tossing the socks over to the chair as well.

“
You’re such a tease,” Gage said, but Trent could tell he thoroughly enjoyed the show.

“
You said you like my chest,” Trent said, lifting his eyebrows, a slow smile sliding in place.

“
I do,” Gage said. Trent flexed his chest muscles again, in a little show of dominance. Gage rolled his hips, shoving his dick farther in his hand. A moan slipped from his parted lips. “Trent, take your pants off.”

Trent began lowering the zipper of his slacks, letting the muscles on his stomach ripple as the zipper slid down. Gage gave an approving moan at the show he put on, and Trent
hooked his thumbs inside his slacks, and slowly pushed down, until they fell to the floor. He stepped out of them, kicking them up with his foot to his hand. He tossed them over the chair and turned his gaze back to Gage as he lowered his briefs and let them fall to the floor.

“
Come to me, let me take care of that for you, handsome,” Gage said, still working himself.

“
No, this is my night, Gage,” Trent said, removing Gage’s socks. When they were both fully naked, Trent made a show of climbing onto the end of the bed and crawling between Gage’s legs. Gage tried to bring him forward, tried to kiss him, but he evaded the attempts, moving the condoms and oils closer to him and laying his chest between Gage’s parted thighs.

He gripped the base of Gage
’s cock while placing small kisses and simple licks up Gage’s thighs toward the sac hanging below his cock. As he worked his mouth forward, Trent gently mashed Gage’s balls together with his lips, sucking each one into his mouth before he lifted with a final lap of his tongue, taking the jutting cock back into his mouth. He slid Gage deep, opening his throat as far as he could at that angle, before pulling back and licking his way back up. He held onto the base of Gage’s cock, stroking him, and lifted his eyes to take in Gage’s reaction. He’d stayed quiet through it all, and Trent needed confirmation from his lover. Gage’s expression clearly indicated his intense pleasure, and Trent reached down to place a small kiss on the broad head of the dripping cock, ready to take this man to the peak of ecstasy.

“
Dear God, you’re fucking good.” Gage dropped his head back onto the pillow. A deep moan escaped Gage’s lips, and he gripped the bedspread with each hand, fisting it tight. Trent reached for the oils and took Gage back inside his mouth; this time moving faster and using his hand to work the base of Gage’s cock. He flipped the bottle open with his thumb and poured drops straight onto Gage’s ass. With each pump of his mouth, Trent worked a finger inside of Gage. He could feel his own cock swelling thicker and fuller until it jerked, ready to burst with the mere thought of making love to Gage. When Gage grew hard as steel, his balls clenching, Trent stopped and moved away, grabbing the condoms and oil beside him.

“
No!” Gage called out, his voice hoarse with need. His head lifted up, confusion clear in his eyes.

“
Shhh,” Trent said, ripping the condom package open, sliding it on his hard dick.