Playing The Hero by K. Sterling Page B

cock like this. You’re so good.” Carter breathed the words into Reid’s mouth as he squeezed the base of Reid’s cock. “Come for me now.” He said as his hand tightened ruthlessly around Reid’s shaft.
    Reid’s eyes flared as the pressure became vibrant and intense. Carter relaxed his grip and his hand slid up and Reid’s world exploded as heat and pressure surged up his length and come burst from the head in a thick, searing stream. It hit Carter in the chest and spilled down his hand as Reid’s body began to shake and buck. Carter gasped Reid’s name as his head fell back and his chest locked before he twisted and arched away from Reid as his body began to jump and twitch. They clawed at each other’s bodies until they stopped writhing and shivering as they fought to catch their breath. Carter fell back onto the bed, pulling Reid on top of him and he laughed softly.
    “That was unbelievable.” Carter announced as he wrapped his arms tight around Reid.
    “Seriously.” Reid agreed as he nuzzled Carter’s neck. It was slick and hot and tasted salty as Reid’s tongue washed against Carter’s skin.
    “Let’s take a shower together here. We can stop by your place on the way and you can change.” Reid said as he pushed off the bed and stared down at Carter. He was frowning, probably about the whole “I don’t know if I’m ready for that” nonsense. “Hey. Stop overthinking.” Reid dropped a kiss on the tip of Carter’s nose. “This feels really good, just go with it.” Reid ordered and Carter sighed as he slapped Reid on the ass. Reid jumped and bit Carter’s lip. “Don’t start something we don’t have time for.” He warned and Carter laughed as he pressed a kiss to Reid’s lips.
    “Fine. Let’s get moving.” He relented and Reid smiled as he jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom to start the shower.

Chapter 9
     
    Reid had driven through Northlake’s historic district a few times but never took the time to stop and explore. It was charming. Brick sidewalks, street lamps with hanging baskets of flowers, awnings, lots of benches for people watching… It was the sort of place Reid would bring his mom and sister if he had to entertain them for the day. The hardware shop looked like something from a movie set. There were flower boxes in the windows and displays of fishing rods and lures were neatly arranged behind the glass. There was even an antique Bait sign hanging above the door. Carter paused in front of the window and Reid could see his lips pulled tight in the reflection.
    “What is it?” Reid asked as he stared at Carter through the glass. Carter shook his head.
    “This could be weird.” He mumbled as he turned to Reid.
    “Why? You already called and told them you were bringing me and it sounded like they were looking forward to it.” Reid argued. Carter nodded vaguely as he scanned the storefront.
    “I’ve never introduced anyone to my parents.” His eyes drifted to Reid’s and they were turbulent. “I know they're going to love you and then I’ll have to hear about it when things don't work out.” Carter explained. Reid rolled his eyes and grabbed Carter by the shoulders and shook him.
    “Would you stop worrying? Let’s go!” He said as he turned Carter toward the door. Carter’s shoulders sagged as he pulled it open and Reid rubbed his back reassuringly.
    A bell rang and Reid’s eyes darted about the long, narrow store. It was more like a general store than the hardware stores he was familiar with. One long wall was lined with countless bins of screws, bolts, washers, knobs, nails… There was an aisle of tools as well but the rest of the store was a random yet organized collection of fishing and other outdoor sporting goods, some rustic Americana themed home decor, gardening supplies and racks of seeds, greeting cards and a decent looking selection of small brand, high end pet foods. There were several bins of old fashioned candies and baskets of dog