STORY EXCERPT

Rocky had a real problem. He had a man sleeping in his arms, with his head resting against Rocky’s shoulder, and for the life of him he couldn’t figure out how he’d gotten himself into such a strange situation.

And to make matters even more confusing, he wasn’t sure he cared. Doc slept pressed against him, and to Rocky, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. The emotions simply holding Doc in his arms invoked in him were confusing, to say the least.

Like his friend Zack, Rocky had been straight all of his life. Well, mostly...maybe. A couple of times over the years, he’d indulged in a hand job or a blowjob with another man, but that didn’t mean anything.

Did it?

He had always assumed he was straight. While he had indulged with men a few times, he had never gone all the way, always too uncomfortable going that final step. He was starting to wonder if it would be different with someone he cared about.

And he cared about Doc. He had for a very long time. He just never pursued his feelings for the man because he assumed he was straight and didn’t want to lead Doc on. He merely thought the longing he felt when he looked at Doc was due to their close friendship.

But things were changing.

The need to experience more with Doc was starting to consume his every thought. Rocky had known the man for years, and he’d never once seen Doc as anything other than a friend—albeit a close one. Until recently. Why was he suddenly thinking of him in terms of a lover? And why did the feel of Doc’s body pressed against his make his teeth ache?

The soft knock at the door drew Rocky from his contemplation of the man sleeping in his arms.

“Come in,” Rocky said as quietly as he could. He wasn’t about to give up holding Doc in his arms in favor of answering the door. He also didn’t want Doc to wake up and realize where he was.

“Well, I see he’s finally given in to his feelings for you.”

“What are you talking about?” Rocky asked as he looked over his shoulder at Zack.

“Oh, please, like you don’t know,” Zack snorted as he rolled his eyes. “Doc’s been in love with you for years.”

Rocky wasn’t sure how he felt about that, shocked mostly. He knew Doc was gay but he’d never realized he might be the object of Doc’s desires. It could change the situation in many ways.

Maybe the thoughts he had begun to have about the handsome medic were worth pursuing, or at least investigating. Rocky just didn’t think he could stand it if he put himself out there only to learn Zack was wrong and Doc wanted nothing to do with him.

“I thought you didn’t know he was gay?”

“I’m speaking from experience when I tell you being gay has absolutely nothing to do with what one person might feel for another.” Zack smirked. “And being gay isn’t half bad.”

Shock rolled through Rocky like a thunderstorm. Zack had a self-satisfied smirk on his face that made Rocky more than curious. It was tinged with a bit of color, clueing into what the man was feeling so smug about.

“You let Eljin fuck you.” It was a statement, not a question. Rocky could see the answer on Zack’s face and in the careful way he walked.

Zack grinned. His face flamed red even more, but he didn’t seem disappointed or ashamed of his answer. “Yeah.”

“How was it?” Rocky would be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued. If Zack enjoyed sex with another man, would he? He knew he had enjoyed the few blowjobs and hand jobs he had shared with other men, even if they all felt kind of lonely and desperate. Would it be different with someone he knew? Someone he cared about?

“Well, just to give you an idea, I passed out from the intensity.”

“No shit?” Rocky laughed.

“No shit.” Zack grinned. “You might want to try it one of these days. I can promise you, it’s nothing like fucking a woman.”

“I’m just not sure how to respond to that.”

Zack laughed. “Don’t worry about it. If it’s meant to happen, it will happen. Just don’t ignore what could be between you two because you might be confused about the equipment.”

“I’ll give it some thought.” A lot of thought. In fact, Rocky couldn’t stop thinking about it. Could the close friendship he shared with Doc turn into something more meaningful?

Did men do that?

Rocky waited until Zack left the room before turning back to the one sleeping in his arms. He reached over and brushed a lock of sandy-blond hair back from Doc’s face.

The man was really handsome in a rugged, don’t-fuck-with-me sort of way. Doc sported a muscular, chiseled body. Rocky could see himself with a man like Doc, if he was brave enough to pursue the desires he had hidden for so very long.

“Doc,” Rocky said softly. Doc wiggled a bit, snuggling his face farther into Rocky’s chest, making Rocky smile. “Doc, wake up.”

Doc shifted again, rubbing his cheek along Rocky’s naked chest. Rocky would be lying if he said the movement didn’t feel good. Fan-fucking-tastic actually. He wondered what it would feel like to have Doc’s hands on his body and not just the man’s cheek.

“Doc,” Rocky said a little louder. “Pete, wake up.”

He caressed the side of Doc’s face, tilting his head back. He wanted to see Doc’s green eyes the moment he opened them. The way they fluttered, Rocky knew he wouldn’t have to wait long.

“Rocky?” Doc asked, sleep making his voice sound deep and sultry, seductive.

Why had Rocky never noticed that before?

“Hey.”

Doc blinked, his green eyes softening as they met Rocky’s. Rocky didn’t think the man knew where he was. Zack’s words about Doc’s feelings came back to his mind. His breath caught in his throat, his heart pounding erratically in his chest.

Rocky brushed his thumb along the sharp curve of Doc’s cheek. Praying he wasn’t making the biggest mistake in his life, he leaned over and gently kissed Doc, licking along the line of his lips. Doc lay still for a brief moment then kissed him back, opening his lips to let Rocky inside.

“Fuck, what are you doing, Rock?” Doc whispered against Rocky’s lips, but he didn’t pull away. That right there told Rocky Zack might be right about how Doc felt about him.

Rocky chuckled and leaned back a fraction of an inch, his gaze moving up to look deep into Doc’s smoldering eyes. “Kissing you. Want me to stop?”

ADULT EXCERPT

“Take off your pants, Doc.”

Doc looked shocked but moved, pushing his pants down his legs. Rocky instantly felt thick muscular legs brush against his. The fine hairs on Doc’s legs felt like the soft caress of a lover. He loved it. He purposely rubbed his legs against Doc’s, entwining them together until he wasn’t sure who had who.

“Damn, Doc, you feel so good,” Rocky moaned.

“Rocky, are you sure you want to do this?”

Rocky chuckled nervously. “I’m not sure what this is but I’d like to see where it goes.”

Doc seemed satisfied with that answer if the way he kissed Rocky was any indication. It made Rocky tingle all the way down to his toes. It made him want more. Rocky moved to cover Doc’s body until a sharp pain in his thigh brought him back to reality.

“Fuck!” he shouted as he reached down to grab his leg where he’d been shot trying to protect Eljin and Zack. Getting shot sucked. It hurt like hell and made his leg burn. Besides, the wound interfered in what he wanted to do to Doc.

“I wish my leg wasn’t injured,” he told Doc when the man looked at him in concern. “I want to be inside you so bad I can taste it.”

Doc glanced down at the bandage surrounding his leg then chuckled. “I think I can help you with that.”

Rocky arched an eyebrow at Doc. ”Oh?”

“Roll onto your back.” It seemed easy enough. Rocky rolled onto his back then eagerly waited to see what Doc would do next. His blood pounded through his body so hard he could barely hear anything.

Doc scooted to the side of the bed and grabbed his backpack, rooting around inside for several moments. He had a wide grin on his face when he turned back over, a white tube in his hand. “A gay man’s best friend,” he said as he popped the top and squirted some stuff out on his fingers.

Rocky wasn’t sure how he felt about Doc’s statement. He didn’t know if he necessarily classified himself as gay, or even bisexual, but he was too curious as to what Doc was doing with the lubed hand he pushed between his own legs to worry right now.

A slight sheen of perspiration beaded Doc’s forehead. His face looked tight, almost as if he felt stressed. Rocky reached out to touch Doc, to ask if he was okay, when a long groan broke from his lips. The tension on Doc’s face fell away to be replaced by ecstasy.

If that hadn’t been an indication Doc enjoyed himself, the hard cock jutting up from his groin would have been a dead giveaway. Rocky’s hand trembled as he reached down and grabbed Doc’s cock, pumping the engorged shaft several times.

Doc cried out, arching into Rocky’s touch. Rocky’s eyes darted from Doc’s face to where his hand held the man’s cock then back. Doc was panting, his eyes partially closed. His body trembled but the cock in Rocky’s hand throbbed.

“That is so fucking hot,” Rocky whispered as he watched the man’s flushed body squirm around.

Doc’s eyes opened. “It gets better.” Doc suddenly moved over and straddled Rocky’s body, careful of the injured thigh. Rocky groaned. He grabbed Doc’s hips, his fingers digging into the hot skin.

The head of his cock butted against Doc’s silky ball sac. Doc moaned above him, moving his body several times and driving Rocky’s cock between his butt cheeks. Rocky’s fingers dug deeper into Doc’s hips. The tingle building in his body seemed to center where his body met Doc’s.

“Ready?”

Rocky looked up at Doc, nodding as speech was beyond him at that moment. How could he speak when he could barely breathe? His body was on fire, burning up from the inside out. He just knew he would go up in flames any second.

 Rocky was even more sure of that fact when Doc started to settle down over his cock. Tight hot silk slowly enveloped him, caressed him. Rocky knew he would lose control and come just like an untried school boy. The pleasure shooting through his body felt just too intense for any other response.

“Rock…Rock…Rock,” Doc chanted as he moved his body up and down Rocky’s cock. “I’ve waited so long to feel this, to feel you.”

Rocky’s jaw dropped open, stunned by Doc’s statement. He wasn’t even sure Doc knew he’d said the words. And he wasn’t sure how to take them. Zack suggested Doc felt something for him but could he believe in it or was it just the heat of the moment?

Before Rocky could think further, all thoughts were driven from his mind when Doc settled down fully on him. Every inch of his cock was inside of Doc. A niggling notion entered Rocky’s mind. He didn’t ever want to leave. He never felt so much pleasure as he did buried balls deep inside of Doc’s silky heat.

“Doc,” Rocky rasped.

Doc’s hands landed on his chest. His fingers moved over Rocky’s nipples. Rocky couldn’t keep a deep cry from leaving his lips. Each tug of Doc’s fingers on his nipples seemed to have a direct line to his cock.

He panted, surging into Doc then crying out again as more heat enveloped his cock. That felt even better but nowhere as mind blowing as the pleasure that ripped through Rocky when Doc began to move his hips, impaling himself on Rocky’s cock over and over again.

“Fuck! Doc!” Rocky bent his knees and planted his feet on the mattress, using them as leverage to drive himself into the man above him. At the same time, his hands gripped Doc’s waist and pulled him down, their bodies meeting in the middle.

Rocky looked up to see bright green eyes staring down at him. The intensity of Doc’s gaze burned across his skin. He felt a sensuous light pass between them, unlike anything he’d ever felt before. It seared him down to his toes.

A feeling so powerful that it made the light fade around the edges of Rocky’s eyes rocketed through him. Rocky felt his cock swell, throb. His hands clenched against Doc’s hips as he bucked up, burying himself inside of Doc as far as he could go.

“Pete!” Rocky roared out as ecstasy took a hold of him and refused to let go. He dimly heard Doc cry out above him, the feel of Doc’s inner muscles clamping down on his cock just enough to send him over the edge.

Rocky abandoned himself to the whirl of sensations surrounding him. He felt his cock pulse and throb, filling Doc with his released even as his chest was covered by the man’s hot wet heat.