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Chapter Two – Ignite

Sid’s lips were firm on his, and Tom let out a small weird sound. Sid pulled away in an instant, and a slight frown knitted his eyebrows together. “Wait, is this some kind of joke?”

“No joke.” Tom didn’t care to stop and think. There was a fire ignited in his bones, and it was overwhelming. He took Sid’s hand and dragged him along, without knowing where he was heading.

“My room is actually over there,” Sid said and pointed out in the correct direction.

Tom changed his trajectory but remained firm in how his fingers wrapped around Sid’s smooth, cool hand. He wouldn’t hesitate. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe he was going slightly mad, but nothing mattered. Sid stopped him in front of his door, and, with some difficulty, he opened it.

They were both silent, only the sound of breathing letting them know of the other’s presence. Sid walked in first, and Tom followed. It was a nondescript motel room, just like any other he had seen in his life, so it had a bed, which was the only thing he was interested in right now.

He closed the door, flicked the lights open, and then he stopped. Sid chuckled and ran one hand through his hair. He still appeared puzzled. “Now, what?”

Tom had a few ideas about how he wanted things to go down, but, again, there was no point in scaring Sid. So he didn’t say a thing but closed the distance between them so that he could cup Sid’s face with his hands and kiss him again. 

Steady hands rested on his wrists, not to stop him, as it might have seemed, but as if they wanted to check on him, on him being there and real. At least, those were the thoughts going through his head. What went through Sid’s head, he could only guess.

All his life, he hadn’t been good at guessing, not when it mattered at least. “Is this --”

“Hush, don’t talk,” Sid murmured against his lips. “It’s crazy, and I might change my mind.”

That was a risk he wasn’t willing to take. Suddenly, they were in a frenzy, struggling with their clothes, trying to undress one another with trembling hands. At least, right now, Sid no longer seemed a mountain of Zen like earlier. His lips tasted of booze, but they were so pleasant that Tom wanted to devour them. He was crazy about that mouth, he realized, as their kiss deepened, making their tongues clash. 

How long had it been since he had kissed someone? Since his wife, Tom was sure, because the few random sexual encounters he had had during the last years had been all about sex, not kissing. 

But now he was kissing a man, and he wasn’t just any man. Tom ran his hands over Sid’s now naked back and enjoyed the shiver they elicited in their wake. They were just sexually starved. It explained everything. 

What was equally unnerving and exciting was the determination he could sense in Sid. Just like the second kiss in the parking lot, the way his hands moved made Tom think that he might have bitten more than he could chew.

With the other men before, Tom had been treated the same way everyone reacted to him usually. They assumed he had to be the one in charge, and they had been more than willing to tend to him, acting in an almost subservient manner. Tom had drawn a line only when some had tried to call him ‘daddy’; for some reason, he didn’t find it exciting at all, but an actual put off. He had searched for an equal, but, so far, he had been out of luck.

Or maybe, his luck had just changed. Sid attacked him, his hands roaming down his back, as well, and resting above the waistband of his jeans. Would Sid go for it? Tom wondered.

Sid hesitated only for a moment. As they continued their no holds barred kissing, his hands dropped and squeezed Tom’s ass. That would be interesting, Tom thought. He broke them apart, only so that he could fiddle with Sid’s pants. It was a real emergency that involved seeing the other naked. 

He palmed Sid’s erection after he opened the fly. A small hiss was the answer. If what Sid had said was true, he must have remained untouched for years. The thought made Tom glad, not because Sid was a widower, like him, but because no one had managed to snatch him until now.

“Are we going to --” Sid gestured with his head toward the bed.

Tom just nodded. Sid smiled, and it was too open, too honest, that smile. He went for another kiss and pushed Sid toward the bed. There was no way of saying what would happen next. Tom didn’t want to go through the tedium of having to ask. For some reason, he didn’t want this to be the usual pick up, hook up, fuck up.

One thing was sure. He would push for everything; he wanted it all, and he wanted it tonight. They ended up on the bed, and Tom finally managed to wrestle Sid’s pants off him. He quirked an eyebrow. “That’s some pretty sexy underwear.”

Surprised, Sid looked down at the tight white briefs that offered the delicious profile of his erect cock still kept tucked inside. “What’s sexy about it? They’re just briefs.”

For a moment, Tom felt foolish. They were grownups, adult men who didn’t do courtship. For some unfathomable reason, they were hooking up and seducing his partner was redundant. The moment Sid had kissed him, he had made it clear what his intentions were. 

He shrugged and ignored Sid’s snicker. It was the booze or not, but everything Sid did, it tickled him the right way, and that included the eventual sarcasm and ironic chuckles. Tom climbed on the bed and grabbed Sid’s cock through his briefs. 

The chuckle stopped and got replaced by a sharp intake of breath. “I don’t have to remind you that not many hands have wandered around that area for years.”

“Not many? Don’t you mean only one?”

“I’m ambidextrous. A little fun fact about me.”

It was just a joke, but Tom liked that Sid told him fun facts about him. “Prove it,” he challenged him.

Sid cocked his head and stared at him. “How?”

Tom gestured at himself with his chin. Sid’s eyes grew wide but then crinkled at the corners with amusement. “All right. I suppose it’s only fair.”

Tom rolled on his back and allowed Sid to undress him. His partner appeared to be more efficient than him because he pulled down his boxers, too, along with his jeans. He stared at the ceiling as chilled air hit his heated cock.

Sid straddled him and began a small demonstration. Tom followed his gestures, his eyes settling on those bony wrists that had fascinated him so much earlier that evening. “Right, left,” Sid said as he wrapped his fingers around Tom’s cock with one hand, then the other. “Can you tell the difference?”

Tom shook his head. Sid could ask him anything. “Have you ever done anything with a man?”

Sid appeared discomfited by the question. “No, but I do have a cock of my own, and I’m not from the Dark Ages. Your cock doesn’t scare me, Major Tom.”

“I did,” Tom said sharply. He wanted Sid to know.

“You did what?” Sid asked, while his hands didn’t stop playing with Tom’s cock.

“Things with men.”

Sid stopped. “Oh, then that changes everything.”

“What?” Tom asked, unsure what Sid wanted to say.

“I was hoping you would be a complete virgin.”

There was one moment of silence, and then, Tom burst into laughter, followed by Sid right away. Laughing hadn’t been in the cards when Tom had kissed Sid. Now, they talked and laughed like they knew each other from Adam.

Tom moved his hips and made Sid lose his balance. Maybe it was only the booze and the lack of sexual satisfaction from the past months, but he wanted that sexy man and wanted him fiercely. Sid didn’t protest as Tom made him roll on his back, and neither when his legs were pushed apart, and Tom came to rest on top of him.

He didn’t allow Sid to run his mouth or laugh at him again. This time, he grabbed the strong wrists and pushed them against the headboard while he rubbed his naked cock against Sid’s still clothed erection. Sid didn’t fight him as they kissed again, but he did test Tom by trying to pull his hands free.

He was strong, but not that strong, and Tom had a powerful motivation on his side. He enjoyed Sid’s struggle as their kiss deepened. They were both buzzed by how both were a bit clumsy as they moved.

So, it wasn’t perfect, but it didn’t have to be. Tom allowed Sid to free one hand so that he could enjoy a bit of wandering of his own. This time, he went for the prize, sneaking one hand under Sid’s ass and starting to pull at the sexy underwear until he touched skin. He kept Sid busy with kisses while he made himself way for his partner’s ass.

The buttock in his hand was firm and shapely. Tom inched slowly toward the crack. Sid stood still, and their kiss halted. “Wait, what kind of sex are we talking about here?”

Emboldened by how pliant Sid seemed to be in his arms, Tom replied, “The best kind.”

“Penetration,” Sid said flatly.

“Yeah. Something the matter?”

“ Prophylactics. Do you happen to have any? I haven’t thought of getting lucky in years, so --”

“I don’t,” Tom said curtly.

Okay, that put a damper on their enthusiasm. 

“I get checked up regularly,” he said, without overthinking things. “I need to stay healthy. And I always use protection.”

Sid remained silent, and Tom didn’t dare to look at him. As much as his brain was soaked in alcohol, he wouldn’t press Sid into something like that.

“When was the last time you had sex?” Sid asked him in a professional tone.

“Um, around six months ago.”

“Anal?”

“Oral.”

“Did you or --”

“It was performed on me.”

“The date of the last checkup?”

“Three months ago.”

“All clear?”

“All clear.”

Tom exhaled. Had he just been interviewed? Had he passed?

“Just what I thought. Practically a virgin.”

Tom wanted to swat Sid upside the head, but instead, he pushed his cock against Sid’s, although both have cooled down considerably. He got busy pulling Sid’s underwear so that he could enjoy skin on skin contact completely.

“You okay with this?”

“If I squeal like a little girl, you’ll know I’m not okay.”

“Is everything a joke with you?”

“Not really. Sometimes being nervous does that to me. It stimulates the joker part of my brain.”

Tom shook his head. It wasn’t normal that they were talking so much while rubbing their naked cocks together. He grabbed Sid’s wrists again. “What do you have to be nervous about?”

“Getting ass fucked for the first time in my life. I think it’s a pretty good reason.”

Tom snorted. “I’ll go in so smoothly you’ll barely feel anything.”

“Funny. I thought men were obsessed with the size of their penises, in the sense that they would rather have their partners praise them for their endowment even when they lack it.”

“Stay like this,” Tom said, ignoring Sid’s blabbering for a moment. Not having condoms was one thing; another was to go in dry, which he never did. As relaxed as they must have been because they were pretty imbibed, that would hurt, and Tom had a feeling he wouldn’t escape Sid’s sarcastic repertoire for a while if he did that.

He hurried to the bathroom and rummaged through the usual toiletries. It wasn’t perfect, but it had to do. The small hand lotion tube was all he had, and he depended on it to do the job.

To his satisfaction, Sid was in the same position as he had left him. Tom hurried back and began to prod him gently. It was tight, and it felt like promised heaven. He couldn’t bear the wait. Coating his cock generously, he lined it up with Sid’s crack. He was barely one inch in that unbearable heat when Sid exclaimed, “How come you’re on top?”

Tom cursed but didn’t stop. “Take a breather from joking, Sid. All I could think about all evening was how it would be to fuck you.”

“Really? I thought you said something about stuff much more innocent, like kissing.”

Tom descended another inch, and his breath grew labored. “Please, Sid, no more joking. Your butt is killing me already.”

“I have to do something to take my mind off the pain.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes. If you didn’t know, Major Tom, your cock is a bit above average. And my backdoor has never been aware of certain anal delights.”

“Just relax,” Tom urged him.

“Don’t tell me that. I know enough about sex. I read books.” That was followed by a short nervous laugh.

Tom could worry and pull out, but Sid suddenly wrapped his legs around him, linking them at his back and trapping him. 

“I guess it gets easier after, right?” 

Tom nodded and decided that, after all, he could do something to distract Sid from having his ass impaled by another man’s cock. He kissed him, and he felt Sid relax a little, enough so that he finally managed to bottom out inside him. It was intimate like that, and Tom could feel his entire body screaming at him to move. Sid allowed him to do that, and it was a bit crazy, but there was no time to ask questions, especially when Sid let one small moan escape his lips, followed by a shiver.

That was enough to get him going. Tom began moving, and Sid adjusted his position to help him. There was another chuckle from Sid, a breathless one this time. “I never knew.”

Tom knew, and still, it was unexpected. They faced each other, and Tom was pounding into him. Right that moment, it was all that mattered. Sid was good, his body was a thing of wonder, and Tom was thankful for it all. 

It all ended too soon. Tom let out a growl as he came and kept Sid close as he did so. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and he could feel Sid’s neglected cock pulsing between them. He slid along Sid’s body and swallowed his cock without a problem. Not that Sid didn’t have a nice cock, thick and long enough to make Tom have wet dreams just thinking about it. He just knew how to suck cock, a particular skill that he had learned over the last few years.

“Oh, fuck,” was the surprised exclamation that followed.

Tom was beyond eager at this point. He wanted Sid even after he had just had him, and it hurt. It wasn’t normal, whatever was happening, but Tom knew it had to be all about repressed desires and the fact that they had both drunken quite a lot tonight. Regrets could come in the morning. Now the hard cock in his mouth was putting him to work.

“I’ve forgotten how good it can be,” Sid murmured as he thrashed, almost chocking Tom with his cock. 

He steadied the slim hips, pushing them against the bed so that he could control the situation. Even if they might bruise a little, it was for a good cause. Tom bobbed his head up and down fast, enjoying the way Sid continued to shiver and buck his hips while cursing under his breath. 

“Fuck, I think it’s --”

Tom swallowed as deep as he could and let Sid come. Fingers were in his short hair, grabbing it, but it was hard to think of pain while he got throat-fucked like that. He moved away only after he was sure Sid was completely done.

They sat in silence for a while.

“This is so weird.” Sid was the first to talk. “To feel so empty, but in a good way.”

Tom just nodded, although Sid wasn’t looking at him. Sex with the lights on. Now that was new. As they had stumbled toward the bed, no one had thought about using the bedside lamp instead. 

“So, now it’s my turn?” Sid asked.

Tom perked up and stared at him. Yes, those blue eyes were even more fascinating from up close. They also shone with mischief. His turn … oh.

Sid laughed. “You should see yourself. It’s funny.”

“No, it’s okay. Of course, it’s your turn.”

Sid stopped laughing. “What? For real? I thought there was only this much guilt-free sex we could have.”

Tom pushed himself up on all fours. He didn’t want to think of guilt right now. There was time for it in the morning. “Consider it a one-time offer. Hurry up, Summer.”

Sid no longer appeared amused. He was, however, staring dejectedly at his own cock. “I’d like to, but it’s not like I can get it up again so fast.”

Tom grabbed Sid’s cock, still glistening from the earlier release and his saliva. With a focused expression on his face, he began to pump it slowly.

“Oh, wow, now that’s a miracle,” Sid remarked, but his voice was breathless, and he didn’t appear as sure of himself as before.

At least, the guy had his weaknesses. Tom brought him to full erection. “Now get to it,” he said curtly.

Sid chose to tease him. “Is that an order?”

Tom grunted and looked away. All right, it was only quid pro quo since he hadn’t actually ever been penetrated. Still, with Sid, he felt that he needed to insist. “While the night’s still young.”

Sid’s face lit up with a bright smile. He got quickly behind Tom and put his firm hands on his ass. “How do you think the first humans realized that it would be fun to do it in the ass?”

Tom would have considered a chatty partner like Sid a pain in the behind, but the husky voice in which those words were said compensated for the attempt at humor.

“Don’t answer. Animals do it, so they probably just saw some monkeys and thought, ‘let’s try it, too’.”

“Are you usually fun at parties?” Tom asked.

Sid was busy prodding him with his cock after pouring the rest of the lotion on Tom’s ass. “The soul of them, as you may well expect.”

Tom grunted when a blunt head pushed at his backdoor. So, it wasn’t as easy as some people made it be. It did hurt. He willed himself to relax, but he was overly conscious of the sweat pooling at the small of his back.

Sid wasn’t aware of his predicament because he continued to push, albeit slowly. 

“Oh, damn,” Tom cursed when the blunt head went through the tight ring of muscles.

Sid stopped. “Among the things you did with men, was this, too?”

“Mmm,” Tom refused to reply.

“What was that?” Sid caressed his back slowly. 

“N-no.”

“Ah, okay. Then you’re doing fine. I sincerely thought you didn’t like me that much.”

“I don’t like your taking so much time to put it in,” Tom replied.

“Hey, since you’re a virgin, I guess I should treat you kindly.”

“I’m not a virgin, don’t be so ridiculous.”

“I suppose you’re only half a virgin,” Sid said, completely unperturbed by Tom’s words. “And now, only about forty percent, and now --”

“Oh, damn you!” Tom reached with one hand, grabbed Sid’s hip, and pulled him close while pushing his ass back.

“All in!” Sid said, and he sounded victorious.

Tom shook his head. A life spent with this man had to be interesting. Probably, there was a lot of laughter involved, and Tom didn’t recall laughing much. Frowning was more like his usual modus operandi.

It was strange to have a foreign object stuffing his back hole. Now, he wondered why Sid had been so cool with him fucking him just earlier. Maybe it was all about not overthinking things, and it was challenging to do that, anyway, for no other reason than that the thing inside his ass began to move.

He jolted when Sid rested on top of him and kissed his shoulder. “Are you okay?” Sid’s voice was breathless, and the movement of his hips was steady.

It wasn’t all unpleasant. What made it less so was that Sid was moaning softly in his ear while kissing it gently. 

“Do your thing,” Tom said shortly.

Sid didn’t speed up, but he used his hands to rub Tom’s chest and pull playfully at his hair and then at his nipples. Tom realized, in a moment, how artless he was when having sex. He was all about getting off while Sid wasn’t. 

Sneaky hands moved lower and grabbed Tom’s cock. He was afraid Sid would be disappointed in his lack of reaction, but then Sid adjusted his position and hit him somewhere that caused another jolt, this time of pleasure mixed with surprise.

“What’s that?” he asked out loud.

“Hopefully, your prostate. Did I tell you that I’m a health care professional and also read a lot of books?”

“I remember something,” Tom replied wryly.

Again, Sid’s cock hit the spot, and Tom couldn’t suppress a small shiver. It was quickly getting out of hand. He had assumed that position only to give Sid satisfaction, too. No longer was it about that.

“Oh, fuck,” he mirrored Sid’s words from before.

“Oh, yes,” Sid added in a matter-of-fact tone.

Sid milked his cock effortlessly now while moving his hips faster. Could it be that he could come like that? 

“Oh, fuck,” he repeated.

His entire body shook. The sensation was too much to handle, and Sid’s hand on his cock was a blessing. As he let go, he had a vague sensation that Sid’s cock joined his in that release. He was only sure when Sid groaned and said something dirty but sexy that Tom was sure he would forget the next moment because his mind went all blank.

***

“What time is it?” Sid’s sleepy voice interrogated him.

“Late. Early. I don’t know.”

“Why did you wake up?”

“I need to go.”

He had gone out like a light after their earlier exertions, but now, as they said, it was time to face the music. His head was pounding, and his tongue felt cloyed and unpleasant. What the hell was he doing? When his eyes had opened automatically moments ago, it took him a while to realize where he was and why there was a naked man sleeping beside him. As usual, regrets hit like the merciless coven of witches they were.

“You could wait until morning. No guilt trip trains are running at this hour.” Sid flicked open the bedside lamp.

Half asleep, and he could still joke. Only that it was no laughing matter. “You don’t know everything,” he replied in a frustrated voice.

“Hmm. I’d say I know enough. You showed me.”

Tom didn’t say anything. He just needed to get out of there and fast. If he took one look at Sid, he was sure his resolve would go down the drain.

“So you’re running,” Sid said flatly.

“It’s not like I’m leaving you at the altar, right?”

“Ha. Ha. Major Tom knows how to joke, after all,” Sid commented, but he didn’t appear amused at all.

“Okay.” He took a deep breath. He still didn’t look at Sid. “Last night was a --”

“Mistake.”

“And I’m --”

“Sorry.”

“Will you stop --”

“Finishing all your sentences?”

“You’re impossible!” Tom exploded. He fished his clothes from the floor and began dressing up. “How can you joke like this? What we did was --”

There was no comeback. Finally, Tom looked at Sid. “What? Aren’t you going to finish this sentence?”

“No. I’m curious.”

“Whatever,” Tom said through his teeth. He was completely dressed now, and it had taken him more than usual.

“Leave the boys alone, Tom.” The warning in Sid’s voice was real this time, changing the topic of conversation.

“Why would I do that? Hmm? They don’t know what they’re doing.”

“Like us earlier?”

“That was --”

“The booze.”

“Here we go again.” Tom threw his arms sideways, in defeat. “How can you be so calm and joke about everything?”

“With much difficulty, I assure you. This is a mask you see.” Sid gestured at his face. “And a coping mechanism, without a doubt.”

Sid did look a bit anxious now if he looked closely.

“Just think of what I say to you right now. The boys won’t listen to you anyway. And they will do what they want. You can’t stop them.”

“Maybe, but I’ll do my best,” Tom said.

“And I thought you were worth fixing,” Sid said with a sigh.

“Fixing?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re an arrogant --”

“Son of a bitch.”

“I was going to say ‘prick’.”

“Well, you can’t guess them all.”

Tom ran a hand over his face. “Any chance that you will forget about this night?”

“None, obviously.”

“Don’t you think it was bad what we did?”

“No.”

“Really? What would your son think?”

There was hesitation in Sid, and this time he kept his mouth shut.

“Thought so.”

Sid pushed himself up. “I’m going to take you home. Just give me a minute to throw some water on my face.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. We drank too much. Allow some more time for the alcohol to leave your system.”

Sid nodded. Then, he extended one hand. “Give me your phone. And, for the record, I’m still the health care professional here. There’s little to no alcohol in my system.”

“Liar,” Tom said in a more playful voice than he intended.

“Phone.”

Tom didn’t want to, but it was hard to find a reason to refuse outright. “What for?”

“I need to have your number, and you need to have mine.”

“This was a one-night-stand.”

Sid rolled his eyes. “My kid lives under your roof. Maybe I want to check on him sometime without calling him and suffocating him.”

That was a lie, too. Tom had a hunch Sid had no qualms with asking his son directly everything he wanted to know. But, if he pretended he bought into it, he would have Sid’s number, guilt-free. He surrendered the phone.

“Why did you say you needed to cope earlier?”

Sid quirked an eyebrow as he gave Tom his phone back. “Isn’t it obvious? I’ve never had sex with a man before. Until tonight, I mean. My head still doesn’t wrap around it too well. It feels like there are loose ends we should talk about.”

“No. We don’t talk about it.”

“Fine.”

“Don’t you feel the same?” Tom asked.

“What? That it was a mistake?”

“Yes.”

“We can blame it on the booze.”

“Yes.”

“And on being lonely and unfucked for some time.”

“Yes.”

“They’re all valid reasons, you’ll say. But I’m forty-six, Tom, and I stopped believing in the tooth fairy a long time ago. Tonight happened for a reason.”

“You just listed them all.”

“So you try convincing yourself. But it’s all right. You’ll see things in a different light tomorrow. And you have my number.”

“I won’t call you.”

Sid shrugged. “If you say so. But I might call you,” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows.

“It must be fun being such a carefree character all the time.”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

Sid’s face was now schooled in a neutral expression. Tom looked away. “Gotta go.”

“God’s speed,” Sid said, and strangely enough, he didn’t sound ironic at all.

Tom hurried out the door without a word. He needed to leave before he started blabbing what he honestly thought. That it hadn’t been just a one-night-stand.

TBC

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Author's note: I hope you enjoyed it, guys! And now you know where April got all the sass, lol! There is much more to this story and I truly enjoy writing it so I hope you feel the same!

Comments

Net

Sid is awesome. Zane is literally going to be him in the future.

Justagirl

Love this so far, and Sid is too adorable. Can’t wait to see how their relationship is revealed. Love how you slot the two bonus short stories into the main one.

Laura S. Fox

Yes, Sid is just that part missing from Tom's life, a guy who's always tough and rigid :)