The O'Brien Way by Carol Lynne Page A

Moby.
    “No sex?”
    “Nope. Hopefully there’ll be plenty of time for that.” Sean hoped Moby understood. It sure as hell wasn’t that he didn’t find the man sexually attractive, nothing could be further from the truth, but he wanted more than sex to define the beginning of what he hoped would be a real relationship.
    Moby scooted up in bed and moved the spare pillow to lie against Sean’s. He draped his arm over Sean’s chest and kissed his cheek. “Are you sure? Sometimes I snore.”
    Sean chuckled. “I’m sure, and I hate to break it to you, but I snore, too.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Moby woke with Sean pressed against his back, snoring in his ear. He grinned. Sean hadn’t been kidding when he told Moby he snored. Lifting his head, he tried to peer over Sean’s muscular body to the clock on the nightstand. It wasn’t that he had a curfew, but he knew he’d have to answer to his mom when he returned home. Although things with his mom were slowly improving, Moby doubted she was ready to hear about the new man in his life.
    The arm around Moby tightened as Sean pulled him closer. “Go back to sleep,” Sean whispered.
    “I should probably get going.” Moby pressed back against Sean. There was something incredible about being held by the man. If he lived alone, Moby doubted he’d ever want to leave Sean’s bed.
    Sean’s hand moved down to brush against Moby’s cock. “You feel nice and warm. Stay with me.”
    Unable to resist Sean’s touch, Moby hooked one leg over Sean’s and opened himself to further attention. Sean took the invitation for what it was and palmed Moby’s morning erection.
    “ Mmm ,” Sean moaned, kissing Moby’s shoulder and neck. His hand continued to touch the stretched skin of Moby’s cock for several moments before taking it in-hand. “Tell me what you like?”
    “Doesn’t matter how you touch me, I like it all,” Moby said honestly.
    Sean’s grip increased as he began to thrust against Moby’s ass. “I know I told you we had plenty of time, but my body seems to be in charge at the moment.”
    “Grab the lube. I’ve waited for over a month to finally feel you inside of me.” Moby stayed where he was while Sean pulled away long enough to retrieve supplies. He squeezed his eyes shut as nerves started to get the better of him. He’d been fucked by a lot of guys over the years. The fact that he understood how different it would be with Sean worried him. What if he didn’t live up to Sean’s expectations? In the past, he never stuck around long enough to care whether or not a partner was satisfied completely, but Sean was different. He was suddenly glad he wasn’t working later in the evening. If things between them didn’t go well, Moby would have at least thirty hours before he had to see Sean again.
    The crinkle of the condom wrapper brought Moby back to the moment. He glanced over his shoulder and watched as Sean rolled the condom down his length. “Is there a certain position you prefer?” he asked.
    Sean shook his head and snuggled against Moby’s back. “I like ’ em all.” He licked a path up Moby’s neck to his ear. Sucking the lobe into his mouth, Sean ran a slicked finger down the crack of Moby’s ass to reach the tight pucker.
    Moby turned his head, begging without words for a kiss. As Sean’s lips closed over his, Moby mentally braced himself for the invasion he knew would come. He accepted the tip of Sean’s cock with as much enthusiasm as he welcomed the tongue plundering his mouth. Sean certainly knew how to kiss, and as Sean’s length slowly rocked back and forth inside his body, Moby knew the man had skills in other areas as well.
    Sean broke the kiss and pulled out of Moby’s body. “Turn over. I want to hold you.”
    Moby nodded. Never had he wanted anything more. He rolled to his back and welcomed Sean between his spread thighs. As Sean once again entered him, Moby felt his body open to accept the full length of his new lover. The burn