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Part 1 – Revelations
FBI Special Agent Colby Granger was so angry that he was
seeing spots in front of his eyes. The styrofoam cup in his hand was crushed to bits.
“You did what?” he snarled.
FBI Special Agent David Sinclair held up his hands
defensively. “Hey, Charlie came on to
me.”
“I don’t believe you.” Colby leaned forward, holding tightly
to the remains of his coffee cup. He
didn’t care that hot coffee was all over his hand. If he let go of that cup, he was going to kill
David.
David backed away from the look in Colby’s eyes, until he
was against the inside of the car door and couldn’t go any farther. “I told Don and I’ll tell you – Charlie
doesn’t do anything he doesn’t want to do.”
“You, you … ruined
him”
“With sex?” David shot back. “Did I ruin you? Or Don?”
“No, but we’re adults.”
David laughed harshly.
“Why is it that no one realizes that Charlie is an adult too? I swear, you and Don
have him stuck at fifteen.”
Charlie gritted his teeth and asked, “When?”
“Right after we solved the Mason case. That was the first time.”
“First-- You’ve had him more than once?”
“Several times. Once with Don.”
“With Don?” Colby choked out. “Together?”
“Yeah,” David grinned. “That was one incredible night.”
Colby fumbled for the door handle behind him. He yanked on it and practically fell out of
the car. Forget the fact that they were
supposed to stay in the car and quietly watch their suspect. Forget that it was three o’clock in the
morning in one of the toughest neighborhoods in LA. If he didn’t get away from David right now,
he would snap that scrawny neck.
He stumbled along the sidewalk, not looking where he was
going.
Charlie, Charlie, what
has he done to you? To my
Charlie. Okay, so Charlie
didn’t belong to Colby in any way but inside his own head, but David had just
used Charlie as some easy sex toy. David didn’t care about Charlie, not like he
did. To David, Charlie probably was just
another conquest, another way to get his rocks off. To Colby, Charlie was anything but. For so long he had wanted to kiss Charlie, to
touch him, to love him.
Colby didn’t know when he first started wanting
Charlie. When he
started making a point to be the one who went to Charlie’s office. When he began watching
Charlie instead of listening to him.
When his fantasy women all started to have black curly
hair. It certainly wasn’t
anything he ever let himself acknowledge, not until David had initiated him
into the idea of sex with men.
A couple of months ago, when they were in Watson, Colby had
found himself falling in love with Don.
He’d gotten quite angry at himself for it. Imagine being in love at the same time with
two brothers. Colby had always been
attracted to smart women and the Eppes brothers were both off the charts.
Looking back, Colby now realized that what had called to him
that week was Don’s vulnerability, his uncertainty. Colby had wanted to cherish and protect Don,
and at that time Don had let him. He
hadn’t seen that side of Don since and wasn’t sure he would again.
Just a few weeks ago, Colby had spent a wonderful weekend
with Don. Well, most of the weekend had
been wonderful. The sex in the FBI’s
wrestling room and in the showers had been incredible and fulfilled more than a
few of Colby’s fantasies. Friday night
had been good too, sleeping entwined at Don’s apartment. They’d spent Saturday together, watching TV,
shooting basketball, playing cards, interspersed with mind-blowing sex. It hadn’t really felt romantic, more like
good buddies who fuck, but Colby had let himself begin to hope that it might
develop in a romantic direction. He
could so easily love Don, if Don would just let him.
They’d gone to sleep in Don’s bed Saturday night with every
expectation of spending Sunday the same way as Saturday. Colby had woken up with a very different Don
Eppes. Sometime while Colby had been
sleeping, Don had looked at himself and realized what he was doing. Colby didn’t really know what Don had thought,
but in the morning Don was distant, cold and Colby had left quickly.
Colby had decided later that Don had been terrified. Frightened by his sexual
choices, by a future that must have looked bleak and perilous. Unshakable Don Eppes, who was never afraid of
anything, had been petrified by the thought of being gay.
At work after that, Don had put as much space as possible
between Colby and himself. He made a
point of never being alone with Colby, only talking to Colby as a
coworker. Colby hoped he’d done a good
job of hiding his hurt and disappointment.
Don made it extremely clear that he thought their time together had been
a mistake and would never happen again.
He had shut down, walled himself off, and would never let Colby love
him.
But Charlie … Charlie
might let him.
Colby sighed to himself as his stumbled along the
sidewalk. Charlie was all that was
attractive in Don, wrapped up in that sweet, arrogant package. Colby desperately wanted to soothe his fears,
rub his aching temples, kiss him until there was no
room in Charlie’s world for worry or pain.
Oh, and also fuck him senseless.
He’d about taken David’s head off about Charlie once before,
when he found out that David had brought Charlie to an open plaza where a
sniper was waiting. That Charlie might
have been shot, might have died before
Colby even met him was too horrible to contemplate.
Now Colby was here, wandering the worst streets in LA,
looking for someone to take out his frustrations on.
He must have been radiating danger because no one even
approached him. He gritted his teeth and
walked down several dark alleys, but no luck.
Not one person to beat up.
Eventually he gave up and made his way back to David’s
car. He stood behind it, staring at
David who was watching the door the suspect had gone in. Colby was supposed to be watching the
surrounding area.
Colby walked around the side of the car and opened the
door. David had his gun out on his lap
and Colby felt a little ashamed for abandoning him in the middle of a
stakeout. But he’d been seriously
provoked.
David pointed the gun at Colby then relaxed. “Where the hell you been?” he snapped.
Climbing into the car, Colby locked the door. “I needed a walk.”
“Here? Now?”
“Yeah.”
“Feel better?”
“Some,” Colby lied.
“I never expected you to have such a strong reaction,” David
said defensively. “I won’t mention it—“
“You’re going to tell me about it, all about it, every little detail,” Colby stated firmly. “And I’m going to blow you while you do.”
“Granger,” David choked.
“This is not the time or place.”
“Like hell,” Colby said.
“It’s either get a blowjob or get your neck snapped, which would you
prefer?”
David smiled weakly.
“Well, if you put it like that.
Just hope that our guy doesn’t pick this moment to come out of hiding.”
David moved his seat away from the steering wheel and leaned
the seat back. Impatiently, Colby
reached for David’s zipper and yanked it down.
He reached into his jeans and pulled out David’s dark cock, still soft
in his hand.
Colby hungrily sucked it into his mouth. When David didn’t say anything, Colby lifted
his head and glared at him.
“Okay, okay.” David
put his head back and rested his eyes on the door they were watching. He kept his gun close to hand.
While David told him about the morning that Charlie caught
David at Don’s apartment, Colby gripped the base of David’s cock and licked it
to hardness. David recounted how Charlie
had pursued him, cornered him in the file room.
Colby sucked the dark head of David’s cock in and out. David described Charlie as he appeared on his
doorstep in the middle of the night, soaked with rain. Then grunted as Colby
squeezed too hard on his cock.
Colby mumbled an apology and loosened his grip.
While Colby roughly sucked his cock, David told him about
the shower, Charlie’s reaction to being fucked, and waking the next morning to
Charlie’s mouth on his cock. Colby’s own
cock was growing hard with the taste of David in his mouth and the images of
Charlie that David was building in his mind.
When David started telling him about how Don had found out
and beat him up, Colby felt a surge of empathy for Don. There’d been a lot of speculation around the
office what the fight was about but the generally accepted view was that it was
over a woman. It was a good thing that
Colby hadn’t known that David and Don were fighting about Charlie. Colby wouldn’t have let David walk out of
that garage.
David recounted the second time he’d had Charlie. Charlie had been much more confident, more
explicit on what he wanted. David had
fucked him up against one of the chalkboards in Charlie’s garage, and Charlie
had returned the favor on top of the air hockey table. The idea of fucking Charlie against a
chalkboard sent a jolt to Colby’s cock, which was already aching with arousal.
The story of the third time, when David had enjoyed Don and
Charlie together, made Colby moan with envy.
David told him about taking both Don and Charlie’s cocks at the same
time and Colby had to reach down and pull his own cock out of his jeans. The head of it was already slick with
pre-cum. Three strokes and he was coming all over the seat, gasping around David’s cock.
David rushed through the details on that third encounter and
Colby felt David nearing his orgasm.
Colby lifted his head and smiled at David. Then he reached down, grabbed David’s balls,
and gave them a quick twist, shutting off David’s coming orgasm.
David cried out in surprise and shock. “What the fuck?”
“Promise me,” Colby said.
“That you won’t touch Charlie again unless I say you can.”
“Fuck you,” David snapped.
Colby twisted David’s balls harder, no doubt crossing the
line from discomfort to pain. “Promise.”
“Shit! Okay, okay!”
Colby released David’s balls and David shoved his cock deep
into Colby’s throat, gagging him. David
held down Colby’s head, fucking his mouth unmercifully. Colby struggled to breathe. David groaned and began pumping his cum down
Colby’s throat. Colby swallowed
urgently, straining for air.
Finally David released his grip on Colby’s head and Colby
pulled away, gasping.
For a moment, David and Colby glared at each other. Then David’s lips quirked and they both began
laughing. They’d each gotten the best of
the other.
David zipped his pants back up and Colby grumbled at the
mess he’d made on the seat and his jeans.
He found some old tissues and wiped up.
Colby sat back up and a satisfied post-orgasm silence fell
over them.
After a while, Colby said quietly, “I know your promise was
made under duress—“
“Extreme duress.”
“But I’m gonna hold you to it.”
David tilted his head and looked at Colby. “You are?”
“It’s important to me.”
Colby felt David studying him for a moment.
“I can see that,” David said at last. “It’s gonna be hard to keep my hands off of
Charlie, but I will keep my promise.
Just don’t take too long.”
Colby braced himself for David’s questions of why it was so
important to him.
Thankfully, at that moment, their suspect came bursting out
of the door and pointed a semi-automatic in their direction.
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