Gay for Pay: An All Cocks Story (All Cocks Stories) (Volume 1) (17 page)

Chris closed his eyes and leaned further into Linc’s body, holding his face in his hands, their foreheads touching. His breath when he spoke feathered over Linc’s lips, and he shuddered. “I don’t have all the answers Linc, all I know is the way I feel when I’m with you. I’ve only ever felt that kind of comfort and love when I was with Amanda, so that tells me that you and I being together is right. It feels right when I hold you, touch you.” Chris stole a quick kiss again, “When I kiss you.” He whispered.

Chris sat back on his side of the swing before he ran their fingers together, and then looked Linc in the eyes so he would hopefully see the truth in his. “I feel so alive when I’m with you Linc. I love you Lincoln Carter.”

Linc jumped into his lap and wrapped his hands around Chris’s neck, leaning down and kissing him deep and hard. Chris ran his hands up Linc’s back, wrapping his arms around Linc tight. Chris could feel Linc’s cock stiffen against his and it made him just as hard. His heartbeat sped up, his ears were ringing, all the blood in his body had gathered in his groin. They were both so wrapped up in each other that they didn’t even hear the screen door open then bang shut. A throat clearing loudly behind them made Linc jerk back and turn. Andrew stood with his arms crossed, glaring at them. “Didn’t I tell you two to hold that shit for the camera?”

Andrew’s frown turned itself upside down as he took in their appearance. Chris’s hair was disheveled from Linc running his fingers through it. Linc’s lips were red and swollen from the duel they had just danced with Chris’s lips. Both men’s pupils were shot and they were panting, trying to catch their breath. “Jesus Christ, you two are just perfect. So much raw sensuality, it just radiates off your bodies when you’re in the same room, just imagine what you look like right now. Quick, get up and get inside. Get yourselves sorted out before Victor sees you, you know he’ll be pissed this close to a shoot. Besides, we have plans tonight, so go get cleaned up.” Andrew shooed them into the house, smacking Linc’s ass as he walked by.

“I’m going to wrap a bell around his goddamn neck.” Chris grunted under his breath, intending for only Linc to hear him.

“I heard that!” Andrew shouted to their back as they hoofed it up the stairs.

They decided to shower separately and save themselves the discomfort of showering together, and not being able to touch each other. Half an hour later Linc bounded down the stairs dressed in Levis, a black button up and black ankle boots. Linc was fresh faced and clean shaven, his black hair still wet and brushed back off his forehead. Chris whistled as he walked toward him, “Damn babe, you look good.”

Linc laughed and eyed Chris from head to toe, whistling himself. “Not so bad yourself, babe.” Chris wore a pair of Diesel jeans with strategically placed holes and tears in the denim, a long sleeved white button up that had black trim across the collar and wrists of the shirt, as well as down the front where it buttoned, which was only buttoned up to his chest, Chris’s auburn chest hair peeking out of the top.

“If we’re done with this week’s episode of Project Runway, are we ready to head out?” Jordan asked jokingly. He was wearing jeans and a simple white t-shirt, but his buff body and various patterns of ink that shown where the material didn’t cover made him look far better than the simple outfit did.

“So, where are we going?” Linc asked.

“We are going to eat at Del Frisco’s then we have an appearance at Club Berlin. Victor wants us to get some exposure before our video comes out,” Chris told him as he took Linc’s hand in his and then kissed his fingers.

“Get a room!” Jordan yelled over his shoulder, laughing and walking out the door behind Victor.

“Should we tell them?” Chris looked over at Linc.

“Should we tell them what?” Andrew said from behind them.

Chris jumped, not realizing the sneaky bastard had walked up behind them. Chris growled at Andrew before turning back to Linc, “Seriously, a fucking bell! You know, like the ones you make your cat wear so you know where the frisky fucker is at all times!” he shouted the last part as he turned back to Andrew. The man didn’t even flinch, just waved his hand at Chris, wanting Chris to just spit it out already. “Well, Linc and I are going to get an apartment in the city. We are going to be roommates.”

Andrew snorted. “Roommates huh.” He folded his arms over his chest, eyeing them with that motherly glare he often gave ‘his boys’ as Andrew called them all.

“Yes, we are. And before you freak out, Mother, we are getting a two bedroom so that we have our own space, that one degree of separation if needed,” Chris said as he wrapped his arm around Linc’s waist, pulling him close.

“Well, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. You two seem to do everything backwards and at light speed.” Andrew placed a hand on Chris’s shoulder, then his other on Linc’s as he often did when talking to them. “I just want you to be sure you’re certain. I don’t think I’ve seen either of you as happy and carefree as you are when you’re with each other, but living together is a big step. Just take it slow and allow each other the time to acclimate, okay?”

Chris and Linc both grabbed Andrew and jerked him in between them, hugging him tight. Andrew laughed out loud and quickly returned the hug, kissing each of them on the forehead. “Yes Mom!” they both sang out, then turned and ran out the door with Andrew and Mattie following close behind.

Mattie stopped Andrew just before they reached the screen door, pulling him close and standing on his tip toes to give his partner a quick kiss. “I love you Andrew.”

“I love you too Matthew.” Andrew smiled down at him. He was about to lean in for another kiss when they heard the horn honking from the driveway. Andrew rolled his eyes but smiled, pulling Mattie out the door behind him. Soon they were on their way into the city, windows rolled down and J Geils band blaring through the speakers, singing the words to “Centerfold” at the top of their lungs.

~ Chapter 16 | Meet and Greet ~

The six of them had a nice, quiet dinner at Del Frisco’s before heading to Club Berlin. Standing out on the sidewalk with the flashing lights and rhythmic music, Chris thought back to the first time he stood in the exact same spot, how much his life had changed. No longer was he a sad, unemployed, lonely single guy with just two friends and a piss poor outlook on life. Now he was happy and surrounded by friends, no, family. This crazy group of guys he’d met just a short while ago had wormed their way into his heart and now, he couldn’t imagine his life without every single one of them in it.

Linc looked back over his shoulder, “You coming babe?” holding his hand out, waiting for Chris to take it. Chris smiled and nodded, grabbing his boyfriend’s hand and following him into the club.

The first thing Chris noticed when they entered the club was that it was far more crowded than it had been the last time he was there. Victor led them all to an area at the back of the club that was roped off. There was a big guy standing guard, supposedly to keep people out of the area. Kory, Gabe and Ashton were already there, dancing in a cage at the far end of the bar, dressed in nothing but jock straps, tube socks and tennis shoes that glowed in the dark. They also had various markings, drawings and lines covering their bodies with neon body paint.

The VIP area they were in was roped off with a bar on one side, couches and chairs along the length of the wall on the other side, and a walkway that ran down the middle of the area, ending at the cage the guys were dancing in. Chris, Linc and Mattie headed toward the bar for a drink while Victor and Andrew went back out into the club to work the room. Chris’s attention was drawn to a poster that was pinned to the wall next to the bar.

Love on the Docks

Join the guys of All Cocks at Club Berlin for a meet and greet with models Kory, Ashton, Jordan and the troublesome threesome… Gabe, Kris and Linc who will be featured in the next All Cocks movie, Love on the Docks, releasing next month.

And there in black and white were the snap shots each one of them used on the ‘meet the models’ page of the website, along with a larger image in color of Gabe, Chris and Linc from the threesome scene they’d shot. There were also snapshots from various other videos… Chris and Gabe by the pool, Linc and Gabe in the same room they shot the threesome scene in, and the background image was a picture of V.A.M parked at the dock. “Wow, this is quite the presentation.” Chris leaned over and yelled into Linc’s ear since the music was so loud in the club.

Hearing his name shouted out over the base, Chris turned and grinned when he saw Michael, Max and Colton waving from the other side of the roped off area. Chris made his way over with Linc by his side and told the guy guarding the area it was cool. Chris introduced his three friends to everyone and got them drinks before he and Linc excused themselves to go and mingle, per Victors instructions.

For the next hour, Chris shook more hands and got hit on more than he ever had in his life. The same could be said for Linc, hell, they even got several offers to be bookends for a few extremely excited fans. Chris’s fingers were sore from signing so many autographs and Linc swore his cheeks hurt from smiling for picture after picture.

“Yeah, well, my cheeks hurt too babe, and I ain’t talking bout the ones you can see!” Chris yelled over the music. Linc gave him a confused look. “The fucking waiter pinches my ass every damn time he walks by!” Chris sounded really pissed, but all Linc could do was laugh at the comment, which made Chris smile.

A new song floated through the club and Linc started bouncing on his toes, “I love this song! Dance with me?” He said as if he were asking Chris, already dragging him through the bodies toward the area where everyone was dancing. Chris recognized the song, “Talking Body” by Tove Lo, it was a song he too liked. He expected Linc to turn around once they reached the dance floor, but he didn’t, he backed up into him and started dancing with the beat.

Everyone else in the crowded club disappeared as soon as Linc was up against him, grinding his ass back against Chris’s groin. Linc reached back and wrapped his hands around Chris’s neck, pulling him close. It caused Linc’s back to arch so he laid his head back on Chris’s shoulder, slowly gyrating his hips. Chris ran his hands around in front of Linc, holding his body against him by bracing his hands on Linc’s thighs, digging his fingers in. They moved in sync, matching the rhythm of the music with every shake and thrust of their hips. All Chris could see, hear or feel was the music and Linc. He leaned down and gently bit Linc’s shoulder, still moving his hips, keeping pace with Linc and the song. Linc moaned loud enough that even over the base that was rattling the windows Chris heard it, and it made his dick even harder.

The beat slowed as did the verse of the song and Linc slowly turned around in Chris’s arms. He ran his hands around Chris’s body, slipping them into the back pocket of Chris’s jeans. As soon as their hips made contact, they were moving in sync with each other and the music again. Chris ran his hands up the front of Linc’s body, grabbing the collar of Linc’s shirt and jerking him closer. He mouthed the words of the chorus as he stared into Linc’s lustful eyes, “If you love me right, we fuck for life, on and on and on.”

Their foreheads and noses were touching, lips impossibly close. Chris barely brushed his lips over Linc’s, pulling back when Linc moved forward in an attempt to seal them together. Linc brought his arms up, wrapping them around Chris’s neck before running his fingers through the unruly, auburn locks. Chris smiled down at Linc as he bent and brushed his lips over Linc’s again, this time briefly making contact. The kiss was short and chaste, Chris pulled back when he was loudly reminded that they weren’t alone by a room full of cheering, clapping, screaming people. They were so wrapped up in each other, neither one of them realized the song had ended.

Chris laughed at his boyfriend when Linc’s face flushed red. They slowly made their way back toward the VIP area where the rest of their friends were, stopping to talk to fans and sign a few more autographs. Linc put his foot down and adamantly said hell no when one guy unzipped, popped his dick out and asked Chris to sign it. Linc glared at the guy while Chris laughed so hard, he thought he would piss himself. And then it was Chris’s turn to fume when he spotted a familiar face lurking toward them.

Linc immediately noticed the change in Chris’s body language. “What? What’s wrong?” he asked when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He didn’t even have to turn to know who it was. Between the look of pure hatred that now grazed Chris’s face, how his grip on Linc’s hips had tightened, then there was the unmistakable smell of way too much Polo that followed Lance everywhere he went. Linc sighed before turning and facing his ex. Lance was trying his hardest to smile until Chris wrapped his arms around Linc’s waist and pulled his body impossibly close. The line had been drawn in the sand, Chris silently daring Lance to make one wrong move with the gesture.

Lance held his hands in the air and shook his head, giving Linc a sad smile. “I don’t want to fight. I just wanted to talk to you for a minute, please.” Linc nodded but didn’t make a move to pull away from Chris. “Alone!” Lance barked. There was that entitled tone he was trying to hide.

“Oh hell no!” Chris said, tightening his grip around Linc so tight he gasped.

The confrontation had drawn the attention of anyone within earshot and they started to gather behind Chris and Linc. Before the situation could escalate, thankfully Victor found them. He moved the three of them over to the bar before he too let Lance have it with both barrels. “Why you come here tonight? You are not welcome!” Victor snarled at him and motioned one of the bouncers over. A big, scary guy with arms the size of tree trunks that spoke the same language as Victor.