Stormy Glenn - Tasty Treats, Volume 3

Puzzled, and a little more than nervous, Jim stepped forward to stand between Donovan's spread legs, his hands settling on Donovan's shoulders as he looked down at him.

«What don't you know, Donovan?» Jim whispered.

«What if you change your mind, Jim? What if you decide I'm not worth it?» Donovan said, sounding very nervous. «You already see me being a man clumped together with me as a person. How do I know you won't decide at some point to cut your losses and run?»

«I think the same could be said about you. You could decide being gay isn't something you want either. I, at least, have always known that I was gay, even if I never did anything about it. Until you met me, I imagine the thought never crossed your mind.»

Jim's eyebrow nearly shot to his forehead when Donovan's face turned red. «Donovan?»

«It's true that I've never been with a man but that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it. I don't know if that makes me gay or what,» Donovan mumbled.

«Okay, let's take sex out of the equation. If we-« Jim started.

«Are you out of your fucking mind?» Donovan exclaimed. His hands came up to clutch at Jim's waist as if he were afraid to let Jim go. «If you didn't want us to have sex, why the bottle of lube?»

«No, no! I mean let's take the whole gay, not gay thing out of it,» Jim said quickly. He chuckled. «I think it's safe to say we're both attracted to each other and neither of us have an ounce of experience with other men.»

«Okay…and that means what? That neither of us knows what in the hell we're doing? I think we already know that,» Donovan said sarcastically.

Jim laughed. «Okay, yeah, there is that. It also means we're on equal footing here. I've never done this before and neither have you. And I'm not talking about just the sex thing either. Neither one of us has ever had a serious relationship, a mate, or anyone we considered committing to.»

«Where are you going with all of this, Jim?»

«Are you willing to take a chance on me? Knowing that I'm afraid to come out of the closet, but I'm willing to try? Knowing that I've never been with a man? Knowing that I'd really prefer that you moved here and lived with me? That I don't want to leave Wolf Creek? Are you willing to put that all aside and be my mate?» Jim asked as fear and dread knotted inside of him.

«Yes,» Donovan answered without hesitation.

«Then hand me the damn lube!»

Donovan's hand shook as he handed Jim the bottle of lube. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this. He was actually going to commit to Jim, another man. His mate. He chewed on his lower lip and stole a look at Jim.

His heart started beating faster at the look of uncertainty on Jim's face. Not because it made him nervous, but because it told him that Jim was as afraid as he was. Somehow, it made Donovan feel more confident.

«Why don't we start off with something small?» he asked as he gave Jim a small smile.

«Like what?»

«You could kiss me,» Donovan replied. His whole being seemed to be filled with waiting as he watched Jim's reaction. His heart began to beat faster as a slow sensuous grin crossed Jim's lips.

«I could do that.» Jim chuckled. «I seem to remember that you're a great kisser.»

Donovan felt like he had died and gone to heaven the moment Jim's lips pressed against his. He tasted just as good as Donovan remembered, maybe even better now that he knew Jim was agreeing to be his mate.

Shivers of desire raced through Donovan at the touch of Jim's tongue against his. His hands slipped up Jim's waist to his chest, pulling him closer until their bodies touched. Donovan's body tingled at the contact.

«Shirt, Jim,» Donovan whispered against Jim's lips as his fingers went to the buttons of Jim's shirt. His fingers shook as he tried to unbutton each button without ripping them off when that was all he really wanted to do.

«Fuck the shirt,» Jim growled as he grabbed the edges of his shirt and pulled, buttons flying everywhere. «You can buy me another one.»

Donovan's lips twisted into a smirk as his eyes traveled down the finer-then-fuck muscled chest and tight abdomen to Jim's jeans, eagerly noting the large bulge trying to break through Jim's zipper.

«How much do your pants cost?»

«I'll make you a deal,» Jim said as he stepped back from Donovan, his hands going to the button of his jeans. «I'll lose the jeans if you do, too.»

Donovan was all too eager to comply. He quickly got to his feet and pulled his shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor before reaching for his jeans. As he did, his eyes came up to land on the most perfectly formed male body in the universe.

Jim was glorious! Every damn inch of him, from the top of the collar length black hair that seemed to curl lightly around Jim's chiseled face down to the hard chest and abdomen. Donovan's tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth when he looked lower and spied the thick cock jutting out from Jim's small spattering of dark hair. Oh damn!

«Donovan?»

Donovan's eyes flew up to meet Jim's uncertain ones, his face burning red at being caught staring. «If I refuse to replace your shirt and jeans, will you have to go naked?» Donovan asked.

Jim looked a little puzzled, shaking his head. «No, I have more clothes at home.»

«That would be very unfortunate,» Donovan said as his eyes went back to Jim's delectable body. «It's a damn shame to cover up something that sexy.»

«You think I'm sexy?»

Donovan could hear the hesitation in Jim's voice. He sent him a reassuring smile. «No, I think you're lethal. I also think once we get settled into which ever house we decide on, clothing will be optional and highly frowned upon.»

Donovan nearly choked on his tongue as Jim reached down to caress his cock, stroking it a few times. His eyes were glued to the slow motion of Jim's hand. He didn't want to pull his attention away from him, but he needed to get out of jeans and get Jim into the bed.

«Like what you see then?»

«You have no idea,» Donovan replied.

His eyes never left Jim's body as he quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down his legs before kicking them away. As he stood to his full height, letting Jim get a look at his naked form for the first time, Donovan wondered if Jim would feel the same way about him.

«Fuck!» Jim whispered. The hand on his dick stopped as Jim's mouth fell open. Donovan heard the stunned amazement in Jim's voice and hoped that it was a good thing.

«I'm a dead man,» Jim said as he dropped his cock from his hand and reached out for Donovan's body.

«Wha-« Donovan started to ask in confusion, and just a little apprehension.

«If I wasn't a gay man before, I'd certainly be one now,» Jim groaned.

Donovan was shocked when Jim looked up at him. His face was filled with just a little wonder and a whole lot of desire.

«How in the hell have you stayed single? Are all of the women in your pack blind?» Jim asked in astonishment.

Donovan chuckled. «No, I was just never really interested. So, now that we've gotten past the nerve-racking show and tell part of things, how about we move to the hands on bit? Cause I'd really like to get my hands on your bits.»

Jim held his hands out to his sides. «Consider me yours.»

«I do,» Donovan said. He stepped forward and clasped Jim's body tightly to his, his arms wrapping around Jim's midriff, his hands exploring the hollows of Jim's back. Donovan couldn't contain his small moan as their bodies touched.

«It feels right, doesn't it?» Jim asked, voicing Donovan's thoughts.

Donovan reached up and cupped the side of Jim's face to tilt it back, looking down into his deep gray eyes. «Yeah, Jim, it does,» Donovan whispered before he lowered his mouth to Jim's.