Chapter Seventeen

The house sounded empty. Just knowing Luis had to spend several nights in the hospital didn't sit right with Brad. And maybe Kendrick leaving to pack an overnight bag also made the house a little more still than he would have liked it.

All the lights were off, and it was dark outside, although Brad had turned on the outside light for Kendrick. The only light on inside was the glow from the television, and the sound was low. The show was about alligator hunters in Louisiana.

Caden lay on the couch in pajama pants without a shirt, and Brad sat in the recliner.

Kendrick should arrive soon, but if he didn't in the next ten minutes, Brad would call and go out looking. Brad would have gone with him, but he hadn't wanted to leave Caden alone. Caden needed him, and maybe Brad needed him just as much.

No sooner did he have the thought that Kendrick walked in, turning the lock behind him. He put a duffle bag beside everyone's shoes and then sat on Brad's lap, curling up like a big cat. "Hi," Kendrick whispered and then kissed his neck before snuggling in.

Brad took one of Kendrick's hands and kissing him on the center of his palm. "I'm glad you're here."

"I am too." When Kendrick kissed his neck again, he added a bit of tongue.

Brad tilted his head, giving Kendrick more room. He moaned when Kendrick took advantage of it.

"You smell good." Kendrick licked again.

Caden stood. "Good night, guys."

Kendrick waved as if he couldn't be bothered with words while he kissed every inch of Brad's skin.

"Night." Brad tried not to sound as if the kisses were affecting him but failed.

Caden left the room, heading down the hallway. His door clicked shut, barely audible from the living room.

Kendrick shifted until he straddled Brad's lap. He cupped Brad's cheeks before pressing their lips together. When he pulled away, Brad thought something was wrong, but Kendrick placed open-mouthed kisses, one right after the other, on Brad's lips, making demands Brad wanted to meet. The kisses were like little sips.

At first, Brad held Kendrick around the waist, but when the kisses turned sensual, Brad wrapped his arms around Kendrick, pulling him close. And even that wasn't close enough.

He needed to feel something other than the ache in his chest that had stuck with him since leaving Luis at the hospital. Maybe Kendrick needed it too.

Kendrick ran his fingers through Brad's hair as he deepened the kiss again. Someone moaned and then Kendrick pressed his hard length against Brad's, and that was all it took for Brad to lose his mind. Every thought went straight to his dick. Forgetting about everything but Kendrick became like breathing. No thought required to move to the next step. And Brad very much wanted the next step.

Brad broke the kiss long enough to say, "Hold on, baby."

Kendrick wrapped his legs around Brad's waist and had a grip on his hair. He tilted his head the way he wanted it, so he was secure enough when Brad lifted him into his arms. Kendrick's grip tightened.

Brad had to end the kiss before he ran into a wall. Kendrick didn't seem to mind. He trailed kisses along Brad's jawline to his neck as Brad carried him down the hallway to his bedroom.

"You're so strong. Everything about you makes me hot." Kendrick licked under Brad's ear and then worked his way to his neck, sucking up a bruise.

Brad gripped Kendrick's ass as he pushed his bedroom door open. "Your size turns me on too."

Kendrick wasn't a big man. He was on the smaller side of average, and he had a compact body. Maybe he could never pick up a grown man and carry him through a house, but Kendrick had a strength all his own.

Brad turned and pushed the door closed until it clicked shut. He didn't want to slam it with Caden trying to sleep. Brad carried Kendrick to the bed, supporting him as he laid him down.

Kendrick released Brad when he moved away. He sat up when Brad tugged on his shirt, pulling it over his head. He scooted farther on the bed, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down and off before laying down again.

Brad let the shirt fall to the floor and then took off his own. He lay on his side, propping his head with his hand as he took in Kendrick's naked body.

Kendrick was sweet enough to eat, but Brad wanted to take his time. As much as Brad wanted to make love to Kendrick, stretching it out would make it even better.

Kendrick ran his hand along Brad's arm and then his shoulder. When he got to his neck, he grinned, probably because he'd left a mark. The suspicion grew when Kendrick rubbed on Brad's neck in a circle as if touching the bruise.

"Possessive." Brad grinned and touched Kendrick's nipple.

Kendrick sucked in a breath, his eyes half-closing. "I'm sensitive there."

"So I see. Do you like it?" Brad ran his fingers down Kendrick's ribs.

Kendrick nodded and touched the center of Brad's chest before circling one of Brad's nipples. "Yes. Do you?"

"Yeah." God, Brad needed more than just Kendrick's fingers on him, but he didn't want to rush.

Kendrick circled his nipple a second time, making Brad feel it in his cock. Based on Kendrick's grin, he knew what he was doing. He moved to the other one, giving it as much attention.

Brad kept Kendrick busy in another way. When he licked across Kendrick's nipple, the reaction was more than he expected. Kendrick arched his back and moaned loud enough for Caden to hear two rooms down.

Brad grinned and worked it with his teeth.

Kendrick laced his fingers through Brad's hair, not making demands but needing to touch. The next time Brad licked Kendrick couldn't resist taking control. "God, Brad. You're making me crazy. Bite me again."

Brad grinned around Kendrick's nipple and did as asked.

Kendrick moaned and arched into his touch.

Brad slid his hand down Kendrick's body, touching his warm skin until he got to the waistband of his underwear. He gripped Kendrick's cock through the fabric.

The heat between them kicked up a notch and Brad worked on instinct, touching Kendrick the way he wanted, not waiting anymore.

Brad kissed his way from Kendrick's chest to his abdomen. He took Kendrick's underwear off. Kendrick's cock lay on his belly, stealing Brad's attention. A bead of pre-cum glistened on the tip so Brad licked it off.

"Shit." Kendrick had never cursed in front of him before, but the fact that he did, said he was as far gone as Brad.

Before Brad could take Kendrick's hard length into his mouth, he slid off the bed.

Kendrick whimpered and reached for him, but then Brad took off his pants and underwear. As soon as Kendrick saw Brad's freed cock, he only had eyes for it. He was like a kid with his favorite-flavored lollipop, and he was just about the sexiest person Brad had ever seen.

He took a step toward the bed until he stood at the edge. Kendrick reached for him, closing his hand around Brad's cock. When he licked his lips, Brad moaned.

"God, Kendrick." Not one person on earth was sexier than Kendrick in that moment.

Brad reached for the nightstand, grabbing the box of condoms and the lube at about the same time Kendrick wrapped his lips around the head of Brad's cock.

Brad tossed the box of condoms onto the bed but pressed the lube against Kendrick's hand.

Kendrick let Brad's cock go and took the tube, seeming confused for a second, but then Brad climbed onto the bed, lying on his back. That was all Kendrick needed to understand what Brad wanted. "Are you sure?"

"I want to know what you feel like inside me." He'd never had anything but his own fingers inside him.

"What if you don't like it?" Kendrick bit his bottom lips.

"No way to know unless we try it."

"Okay. No pressure or anything." Kendrick kneeled between Brad's legs, putting a dab of lube on his fingers.

Brad grabbed his arm and pulled him up. "I'm going to like it because it's making love to you. We can't get that part wrong, so relax."

"Aren't I supposed to say that to you?" Kendrick worked his way down Brad's body, kissing the tip of Brad's cock. "God, I love your dick. I want it inside me too."

Brad nodded and would have answered, but Kendrick rubbed around his pucker, draining all of his brain cells until he had nothing left. Kendrick pressed one finger inside part way and pulled out again. At first it felt foreign, but Kendrick created a dark, delicious pleasure. He couldn't keep still, wanting more after just a couple of thrusts. Kendrick didn't tease but added another finger, giving Brad what he wanted. And then he curled his fingers, hitting a spot inside that sent Brad through the roof.

He shouted, cursed, and then said, "Do that again." Kendrick complied and Brad swore his eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Holy shit."

By the time Kendrick added a third finger, Brad became desperate for move, moving into Kendrick's touch. He was a man possessed. He knew it but couldn't do anything about it. "Please."

"Oh God," Kendrick moaned. "You're so responsive. I'm so hard for you."

Brad felt the loss as soon as Kendrick removed his fingers. The sight of Kendrick fumbling around with the condom, rolling it down his cock built the anticipation.

Kendrick held the base of his cock as he lined it up with Brad's hole. He pushed in slow enough it drove Brad crazy with wanting. The fullness was almost too much. Kendrick stilled when he was all the way in, giving Brad time to adjust. He lay on Brad, kissing his lips for long minutes, helping him relax.

And then Brad gripped Kendrick's ass cheeks, and that was all it took for Kendrick to move. He pulled out part way and then bottomed out again. The second thrust was with enthusiasm. When Kendrick rubbed the spot that rocked his world in ways he never thought possible, Brad never wanted it to stop.

But then Kendrick said, "Are you close?" No sooner did he ask then he moved out of Brad, lying on his back. "Hurry. Get in me."

The sudden loss of Kendrick's cock was almost uncomfortable, but Brad settled between Kendrick's legs. Brad took the condom off Kendrick's cock, leaving it on the bed, not caring where it ended up.

Brad obeyed, grabbing the lube and putting it on his fingers before pressing one into Kendrick. The tight heat on his finger built the anticipation, and Brad's hard cock grew even harder. Kendrick moved his hips with Brad's movements.

He added another finger, pushing in slowly. He watched Kendrick's facial expression, wanting to make sure he liked everything Brad did.

And then Kendrick shook his head and Brad stilled, not understanding why. "I need you inside me. Please."

Brad nodded. His hands shook when he grabbed a condom and opened the wrapper. He rolled it down his cock and then settled over Kendrick, careful not to put all his weight on him.

He pushed in at a glacial pace, watching Kendrick's expression. When Kendrick's eyes widened, Brad stopped. "Am I hurting you?"

Kendrick shook his head. "Just full. You're big."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No. Just go slow." Kendrick must have seen doubt on Brad's face because he cupped his cheek and whispered, "You can move."

"You sure?"

"Move, Brad." The demand made Brad chuckle, but his humor died, turning to pleasure as soon as he pushed inside a bit more.

His thrusts were slow.

Kendrick moved his legs back even more and lifted his hips. When Brad picked up the pace, Kendrick moaned, his arms coming around Brad, gripping the skin on Brad's back.

It was pure instinct after that. Brad forgot to be careful with Kendrick. He'd never felt so much for someone all at once. Kendrick soothed something inside him. He broke through a barrier Brad had no idea was there until it crumbled around him.

When Kendrick's hole tightened and he shouted in bliss, he was the most beautiful person Brad had ever seen. A sudden wetness coated the space between them.

He picked up the pace for a few thrusts before a white-hot heat took over his body. He stilled when his orgasm peaked and then his movements grew erratic. It was when he grew sensitive that he stopped.

He laid on Kendrick while he gathered himself, but it wasn't long before he rolled off, holding Kendrick close as he lay on his back. Kendrick curled up like a cat around him.

It wasn't long before Kendrick relaxed against him and his breathing changed. Sleep came sooner than Brad would have thought, and something about wearing Kendrick out pleased him. Brad tried to slide out from under Kendrick, but he snuggled in even more whenever Brad tried to pull away.

"I'm going to get something to clean us up, baby." Nothing. Kendrick didn't stir at all.

Brad could have had an entire high school band playing a marching song in the bedroom, and Kendrick wouldn't have woken up. It was a losing battle, so he grabbed the closest thing he could find to clean them with, which was Brad's underwear. He had to feel around because he wasn't at the right angle to look. He made a mental note to put a box of tissue in his room even as he wiped the cum off Kendrick and then himself. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do with the condom, but he took it off, tying the end before wiping off his cock.

He kissed the top of Kendrick's head before shutting his eyes. He was asleep within minutes.