Free Coming Home by Brenda Cothern Page B

Brad wasn't going to come out of the closet waving a rainbow flag. He totally got the whole thing about not wanting people to know he was gay. Shit, he had hid it himself while in the Corps and he doubted anyone in their little hick town even knew. That was fine by him.
    Occasionally, they would run into each other at the creek. Chase really didn't think these encounters were accidental. He had fallen into a routine for PT'ing in the evening and Brad seemed to either be already at the swimming hole when he jogged down the trail or would show up shortly after he was cooling off in the creek. Not every day but a few times a week. It was one such time today.
    Chase was lying back on the flat rock they used to soak up the sun, Brad devouring his cock like he couldn't get enough of it, when they were interrupted.
    "What. The. Fuck!" Brad's head shot up from Chase's lap, eyes wide, and stared at his best friend, Bobby Morris.
    "You're a fucking faggot?" Bobby asked incredulously. "This is your fault!" Bobby pointed at Chase and started walking toward them.
    Chase pulled the band of his PT shorts up to cover his erection and moved to stand but Brad stopped him.
    "What are you going to do, Bobby? Try to beat the shit out of him?" Brad said as he sat on his haunches between Chase's legs.
    "I don't need to try anything," Bobby bristled. "He's a fucking Marine , Bobby. Use that lump on your shoulders. Do you seriously think you can kick Chase's ass? This isn't high school anymore." Chase just sat there, looking relaxed as the two friends argued. He didn't need Brad to defend him but he had the feeling that Brad needed to just that.
Bobby stopped before he came to the edge of the rock. "But he turned you fucking queer. He should pay for that."
Brad burst out laughing and Chase couldn't help but join him after seeing the shocked look on Bobby's face.
"He didn't turn me anything, Bobby." Brad was still laughing. "So, either shut the fuck up and join us or go away. I was busy here."
Chase laughed again as Bobby's mouth opened and closed several times before he turned on his heel and stormed off back through the trees of the Wilson's property.
"I don't believe you just said that," Chase looked at Brad who just shrugged and moved back into the position he was in before they were so rudely interrupted. Chase didn't stop Brad from lowing his shorts and taking his cock back into his mouth. The Coming Home
guy seemed to love giving head and was getting better and better every time.
    "You know everyone will know about this within the hour," Chase said as he looked down into Brad's brown eyes.
    "Um huh," Brad mumbled around the cock in his mouth.
"No sense in hiding it now," Chase said as his hips jerked up involuntarily.
Brad let Chase's cock pop out of his mouth and grinned up into the pale blue eyes that were gazing down at him.
"Nope, no sense at all." With that, Brad took Chase back into his mouth and couldn't wait to taste his new favorite flavor again.
"Guess that means we can officially be a couple then, huh?" Chase said and was proud that his voice didn't sound nervous.
Brad lifted his head from his feast and grinned. "Are you asking me to go steady, Chase Murphy?"
"Yeah, I guess I am," Chase replied and tried not to blush.
Brad grinned even wider. "And not even with an offer of flowers." He gave a shrug. "I can live with that. Done talking now?"
"I guess I am," Chase chuckled but it soon turned into a moan as Brad took him deep into his mouth once more.
The End
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About the Author
    Brenda is unlike most authors since she only began writing a few years ago. Her first book Fates , an adult fantasy, was published in 2010. Her love for reading fantasy, paranormal, and contemporary erotic romance has caused her to discard her Bachelor’s degrees in management and marketing in order to write full time. Currently, Brenda has twelve books