Ten

Ten

Randy settled back on the clean bed and sighed. Sean had let him take the shower first, and he was glad of it. It had taken them about a day to get to the resort, and the only room left had a king bed and was way in the back away from most of the hustle and bustle. Perfect for them…in more ways than one.

The trip had not been easy, and if Sean hadn't been so handy with hotwiring a car, they would still be making their way there.

Randy studied the door to the bathroom. The water was still running, and he could just imagine it sliding over all that gorgeous tanned skin. There was no doubt about it; Sean Kaheaku was a Hawaiian god. He had gotten a good look at him over the last few days, and the more and more Randy saw, the more he wanted. He knew enough about the man to know that Sean swung both ways, and since Randy did too, he figured it wouldn't be a problem. He'd also done a damn good job taking care of him. Not a lot of guys were good in that situation, but Sean had stepped up to the plate.

The water turned off. Randy picked up a mango and started munching on it. He needed something to occupy his time while he came up with a plan. He really didn't want to rock the boat. Things seemed to click for them from the moment they started the mission. If he came on to Sean, and he wasn't interested, that was okay with Randy. But, they had two more days left in the room, and he wasn't in the mood to deal with the tension after that. Especially since there was no way for him to work through his frustration.

The door opened and all of his second thoughts faded away. Sean was standing in the doorway, a towel around his waist and his hair brushed back from his face. A little bit of scruff covered his jaw. Damn, the man was fucking sexy.

"What?" Sean said. Randy heard the deepening in his partner's voice.

He tossed the rest of his mango in the nearby trash and rose from the bed. Without breaking his stride, he walked to Sean, then stopped, leaving less than an inch between them. They were about the same height, so their mouths were level. He cupped Sean's face with both hands, rubbing his thumbs over his whiskers. He smelled of the soap they had both used and for some reason, Randy found that so damned erotic.

"This is probably a mistake," Randy said.

Sean's mouth curved. "Yeah."

"Fuck it."

Randy slammed his mouth against Sean's, thrusting his tongue inside. Instantly, arousal spiked, his cock hardening almost immediately. The need had been simmering there since the moment he had been paired up with Sean. Now, it was time to enjoy it.

He pulled back, and yanked the towel free from Sean's waist. Fuck, he was just as aroused as Randy, his cock curving up against his belly. He reached down, wrapped his hand around it, and gave it a long stroke. He continued as he looked up at Sean's face.

His eyes slid closed, as he bent his head back against the wall.

"Fuck."

"Yeah, sounds about right," Randy said. He squeezed Sean's cock and it jerked in his hand. "And you like it a little rough."

Sean said nothing as Randy continued to stroke him. He knew he was close, but Randy wanted a taste. He dropped to his knees in front of Sean and took him in his mouth. The salty sweet flavor of his cum hit him first, his cock responding as it slid over his taste buds. Randy slipped his hand down to his sac and squeezed. Sean shuddered as he slid his fingers through Randy's hair. He wanted to push the control freak over the edge, so Randy slipped his hands around to his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. As he slipped his finger between, Sean shouted and thrust deep into his Randy's mouth.

Moments later, he fell back against the wall as Randy gave his cock one last lick.

He stood up and kissed him. His own body was begging for release. When he pulled back from the kiss, he waited for Sean to open his eyes. "Ready for round two?"

Sean nodded. "I definitely want a taste."

"Yeah, I want that talented mouth on me, but not this time."

He pulled away from Sean and tugged him over to the bed. They both worked to get his pants undone and off his body. When they were both standing naked, Sean stepped closer to press his body against Randy's. Even though he had just had a release, his cock was hardening. It touched against Randy's shaft, and he almost came right there and then. He couldn't remember needing a release so badly.

Sean moved closer, but instead of kissing him on the lips, he leaned down and set his mouth against his neck. He licked Randy's pulse point.

"Fuck."

Sean chuckled and nipped at his jaw. "Such impatience. I'd think a SEAL would have better control."

When Sean met his gaze, he saw the heat he was feeling reflected back.

"And, you think you want to teach me how to control myself?"

"Is that an invitation?"

He hesitated. He was used to being the aggressor, so he was in unfamiliar territory.

"I promise to be gentle," Sean said, his voice filled with humor.

"Fuck that."

Sean's smile turned into a grin. In that moment, Randy knew he was in trouble. He barely knew the man, and making him happy caused Randy more joy than he wanted to admit. He wanted to see that smile all the time.

Sean gave him a long, wet kiss, then he turned to grab his pack. He pulled out a condom.

He blinked. "Damn, you do always come prepared."

He didn't put the condom on though. Instead, he dropped to a squat and took Randy's cock into his mouth.

"Ah, fuck," he said.

Sean definitely had a talented mouth, just as he had known he would. Sean pushed him to the edge several times, his tongue gliding over Randy's rigid flesh. He knew just how to work his shaft over, teasing him enough to drive him crazy, but held back. Each time Randy thought he was going to come, Sean pulled back. The last time, he grabbed Randy's cock and held it up to give him access to his sac. One long lick over his sac had Randy shaking.

"Fuck me."

Sean rose to his feet. "Gladly."

It wasn't so much of an invitation, but he definitely didn't give a fuck. He was in the mood to have a cock up his ass, anything to get Sean to let him come.

He slipped the condom on, as Randy got up on all fours on the bed. Sean joined him with a tube of lube he hadn't seen before.

"Yeah, I always come prepared, but not that prepared. I picked it up when I bought the food."

Randy turned around as Sean slipped a finger into his ass. He worked his second finger in, then he removed his fingers and pulled Randy's ass cheeks apart and started to enter him. Slowly, almost as if he wanted to enjoy every inch, he sunk into Randy. He was fucking big, but he finally got to the small ring of muscles and pushed through. It had been a while since he had bottomed, and it left him a little tense. If Sean noticed, he said nothing. Slowly, he worked himself in and out of Randy's ass, taking it slowly and not pushing too hard. Randy pushed back against him, needing it harder, wanting a bit of pain, but that earned him a slap on the ass.

"Don't rush me."

He kept the rhythm slow and easy, allowing their need to build steadily. But, soon, even Sean seemed to want to speed things up. Then, he was thrusting in and out of Randy's ass, his strokes measured and deep. His fingers dug into his cheeks and Randy welcomed the pain. He needed something to keep him from coming. He wanted to let the pleasure stretch. Fuck, he never wanted it to end.

Soon, though, Sean reached around and tugged on Randy's cock. He stroked him, over and over, his fingers gliding over him.

"Come on, Randy, let go."

And then he was flying. He came as Sean continued to stroke him. He shuddered with his release, shouting Sean's name as his orgasm moved through him. When he was coming down, Sean thrust into him one last time and came again, his long, loud groan one of the most erotic things Randy had ever heard.

Moments later, they collapsed on the bed. Sean moved away and went to the bathroom. When he came back, he surprised Randy by joining him back on the bed. He wrapped an arm around Randy's chest and snuggled in closer behind him.

"I'm not good at relationships," Sean said out of the blue.

He let that bit of information sink in. "I didn't ask for one."

"Yeah, but I want to get it out of the way. I made that mistake once, and it ruined a good partnership."

Randy had heard. The moment he had been assigned to work with Sean, everyone had warned him away. Everyone had said that Sean was a man who didn't know how to commit, but Randy didn't give a fuck. He wasn't any good at relationships either. He turned to face him.

"I don't do relationships well either. Right now, let's just see where it goes, but we are both free agents. You want more, you tell me."

Sean nodded and again, the smile that curved his lips sunk into Randy's soul. Sean leaned closer and brushed his mouth over Randy's.

"I'd say I was ready for round three, but I feel like I need another shower."

Randy smiled and slid from the bed. "Sounds like a plan."

Sean followed him, and Randy thought it was a pretty good start. He'd worry about tomorrow when it got there. Right now, he'd just enjoy the ride.