Saying Goodbye by G.A. Hauser Page B

bulge in Billy’s shorts, then quickly away.
    “But he knows how you feel about it up there. That’s just cruel.”
    Stop touching me. Stop touching me .
    Mark was becoming a raging inferno.
    “I found out the SWAT guys have a great training day tomorrow. They train constantly. But tomorrow is some sweet tactical training. You’ll love it.”
    Mark shivered and set the bottle of water on the coffee table near a book of male nudes, one which had photos of himself in it .
    “I didn’t think you’d be home in time, so I didn’t bother texting you or calling you. When are the other guys coming home?”
    Mark couldn’t speak. He was stiff under his slacks and the light caress of his hair was making him lose his mind. “They…”
    Billy picked up the water bottle and drank from it.
    Mark blinked in surprise. Swapping spit? Oh dear.
    “They.” Billy capped the water and set it down.
    “What did you ask me?” Mark stared at Billy’s lips, his jaw, his bright blue eyes.
    “When the guys were … are you okay? When was the last time you ate?” Billy caressed Mark’s jaw.
    Don’t touch me!
    Mark felt his dick throb in his trousers and could see the outline of it as it showed through his pants.
    “Mark…” Billy said in an admonishing way. “When did you eat?”
    “I … can’t recall.”
    Billy stood up. “Is there anything in the house? Can I make you an egg or something?” He walked to the kitchen.
    Mark was lost on Billy’s tight ass and muscular thighs.
    I have got to get out of here. What am I doing? He l ooked down at his lap. “ Behave! ”
    “Huh?” Billy asked, looking over the door of the refrigerator.
    Mark used the water bottle to cover his crotch.
    “Are you okay?” Billy tilted his head. “You’re acting odd. I mean, even for you.” He winked. Then he disappeared behind the refrigerator door. “You have eggs and bread. I can make you breakfast.”
    “Bloody hell.” Mark looked at his crotch. His dick had thickened under the black fabric of his trousers and was down on e leg of his pants. “Perhaps I just need a nap.” Mark picked up a magazine and held it in front of him as he stood. “I’m shattered, love.”
    “Okay.” Billy nodded, closing the refrigerator door and approaching him. “But eat. Okay? The guys aren’t here if you pass out.” He touched Mark under hi s jaw.
    Mark closed his eyes and tried not to whimper.
    “Should I check on you after my run?” Billy headed to the door.
    “Should you?” Mark lost his train of thought imagining Billy in his uniform, fucking him senseless.
    “Mark?” Billy glanced down at the magazine. “What the hell is going on?”
    “Nothing. Really. No need to worry.” Mark tossed the magazine on the coffee table and covered his crotch with his hands.
    Billy appeared concerned and drew closer. Mark began to pant in excitement. Go away!
    “Are you still worried about Mickey and Jeff?”
    “Yes!” Mark nodded in earnest. “Yes. I am. That’s correct. Yes.”
    Billy put his hands on his hips and let out a long sigh. “I’ll hold off. But just for you. Okay?”
    “Billy. Don’t. Don’t part them. I’m begging you.” Mark knew what Jeff had said in a voicemail, but the last thing he was going to do was get this captain furious.
    Billy softened his demeanor and moved closer. “For you, hot stuff.” He smiled and pecked Mark’s lips, then walked to the door. “If you hear from Alex, tell that fucker to get a hold of me. I’m off all weekend. He has no excuse.”
    “Yes. Right.”
    “So, tomorrow? I’ll pick you up so you can go to the training exercise?”
    Mark’s cock pulsated and he was sure Billy could see it. “What time did you say?”
    “Early, gorgeous. Eight.”
    “Yes. Right. I’m looking forward to it.”
    Billy winked and left, closing the door behind him.
    Mark fell back on the sofa and stared at his hard dick. “Behave!” When it did not listen to him, he rested his head on the sofa back and closed