Older the Better
By Blak Rayne
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'The hardest part of loving someone is knowing when to set them free.’
Indiscriminate sex with strangers is the only pleasure Charles has left in life. No matter how much he wants a relationship, the memories of a painful break-up during his youth won’t allow him to commit—until a friend persuades him to confront the past—to confront the man who dumped him.
Taking his friend’s advice, Charles returns home, in the hopes of rekindling the romance with the man he lost. But, his father’s religious views and the backwater community he grew up in aren’t so understanding when it comes to same-sex relationships and, to his disillusionment, neither is the man he’s returned for.
Blak Rayne
A good friend, who is also an author, happened to mention that she likes to read author bios, and when she checked mine, sadly, she was disappointed. The bio I use is generic, blah, and it doesn't tell her anything personal about Blak Rayne. Her suggestion. Change it! What she really meant to say: "I want to read the juicy bits, lady!" Okay, the truth. My life is crazy hectic most days as I divide my time between family, friends, writing and marketing, while running our businesses and household. I spend an average of eight to twelve hours a day on the computer. Some of my favourite things are: cats, tea, anything in purple, yaoi, dragons, watching anime and movies, and listening to my large collection of music. I will read just about anything, but my preferred genres are fantasy, thriller, romance and science-fiction. I'm a member of the RWA & RWA-GVC, I attend conferences and writing groups whenever time permits, and I've taken several creative writing courses. In my spare time I build websites and proof-read for other authors. I also format eBooks, and I'm learning to create book covers. In the near future, I hope to take an editing course. Currently, I reside in British Columbia, Canada with my husband, our daughter and son. Out eldest passed away, so he's with us in spirit. What else can I tell you? Lots of things, but the most important tidbit, I'm passionate about my writing and plan to continue publishing. How many novels? Who knows, I guess until the ideas run dry.
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Older the Better - Blak Rayne
Older the Better
By Blak Rayne
Blak Rayne Publications Ltd.
By Blak Rayne
The Ideal Side of Love
The Ideal Side of Life
Carson’s Story
Older the Better
The Jock
Tease to Please (multiple authors)
Turkish Delight
Put Your Ho Ho’s On (multiple authors)
The Reaper Series
Kiss the Reaper
Maximum Kill
Jack the Anthropophagite
Apprentice Killers
Embrace the Reaper
The Reaper Complete Series
Older the Better
Copyright © 2012, 2013, 2017 Blak Rayne
ISBN: 978-0-9881284-1-5
All rights reserved. The use of any portion of this publication, reproduced, transmitted or distributed in any form, by any electronic or mechanical means, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, now known or hereafter invented, which includes retrieval systems or information storage, without prior written consent from the copyright owner(s)—or in the case of photocopying or other reprographic copying, license from the Canadian Copyright Licensing Agency—or with the exception of a review, where the reviewer may quote brief passages in his or her review—is an infringement of copyright law.
This second edition first published in Canada in 2017 by Blak Rayne Publications Ltd.
Older the Better
Issued in print and electronic formats.
ISBN: 978-0-9959839-3-9 (paperback)
ISBN: 978-0-9881284-1-5 (ePub)
The first edition first published in Canada in 2013 by Blak Rayne Publications Ltd.
Older the Better
ISBN: 978-0-9881284-1-5 (ePub)
This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, businesses, locations, events, and incidents are either the product(s) of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or actual events is entirely coincidental.
Book Design by Blak Rayne Publications Ltd.
Cover Design by Kellie Dennis Book Cover by Design
Editor Amanda Bidnall
For more information visit: www.blakraynebooks.com
Dedication
For those who have a younger lover, don’t question it, just enjoy!
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
About the Author
Chapter One
Exhaling a milky white breath, Charles pinched the end of his roach then swept the cherry across the hard rubber sole of his boot. The frayed end of the joint emitted one last swirl of smoke before he dropped it in a plastic bag, rolled it up, and tucked it inside the breast pocket of his jean jacket for safekeeping. Since the police loved to raid the nightclubs along the central strip of the city, he always hovered outside at the rear of the premises to toke up.
The exterior metal door swung wide, and a pair of intoxicated men stumbled out, necking. He notched his shoulder back, missing the couple, and entered the loud, pulsating atmosphere of the club. The cranked acid techno made the concrete walls vibrate, and Charles felt it straight through the core of his chest. Nightclubs geared specifically to the gay community were a rarity, which made the place famous. So it was packed, wall to wall, with men.
He had difficulty navigating the sea of bodies, and it was equally unpleasant to breathe—the air reeked of sweat. Men bumped him. Brushed up against him. Sandwiched him between their gyrating hips, even tried to hump him in time to the music. At least, the place didn’t lack for variety; he had his pick of the lot, from bears to the more effeminate, to those who hid in their proverbial closets, to those ostentatious few who flaunted their sexuality everywhere.
Charles had never been much of a drinker and opted for an iced tea. Shoving a tall glass of amber liquid across the well-worn counter, the bartender joked, as usual, that he was the only customer who ever walked out sober at closing. Perched on a barstool, Charles surveyed the testosterone-pumped landscape like a hawk searching for a field mouse darting through low grass. He was on the hunt, and he didn’t care what kind of man he captured as long as the guy was willing to participate in a few extracurricular activities.
Smoothing the condensation from the glass, he sucked on the straw, attuned to his surroundings. No one aroused his interest until a man, scarcely of legal age with blue eyes and a mop of russet hair, plunked his ass on the barstool beside him.
Charles caught an overpowering whiff of cologne. Another one who fell for the commercials,
he remarked.
What did you say?
The young man paused, a bottle of pale ale at the edge of his lips.
Your cologne is making my eyes water.
He took another sip, staring dead ahead. It’s great that you want to smell good, but bathing in it isn’t necessary.
The guy’s complexion deepened in color to that of a full-bodied red wine. I guess I overdid it.
Whatever.
He rested his elbow on the counter and looked at him. You’re attractive.
I’m Ben—
I don’t want to know.
Without second-guessing his choice, Charles latched onto the guy’s jacket, yanked him close, and kissed him ardently.
Fuck,
the man gasped, holding him back with a forearm and almost falling off the stool. You’re forward.
When I find something I like, I take it.
Somewhere beyond the commotion, well past the dance floor in the outlying darkness, the young man got down on his knees. Charles unzipped his fly, and his prick sprang free. While the guy fished for it from side to side with an eager mouth, Charles whacked it playfully against his flushed cheeks and smudged the damp head down his chin.
Do you like to suck cock?
Sure, ’cuz I like guys.
Put this on for me.
The young man unwrapped and rolled the condom to the base of Charles’s cock then put it in his mouth. Jutting his crotch close and getting a grip at the back of the guy’s skull, Charles forced the guy’s mouth to ride his stiff length back and forth. Within moments, Charles’s lips parted, his head fell back, and his eyelids fluttered; he was on the brink of ecstasy. Tightening his grip, he cinched the man’s hair and stretched his scalp, urging him to move faster. Then the rush came. Quickly pulling his cock out of the moisture, he removed the condom, and his eyes glazed over. He couldn’t think of anything more heavenly than an innocent face spattered with cum. Satisfied, he smiled.
You’re good,
he said, smearing the seminal fluid over the young man’s inflamed upper lip with a thumb. "Real good. I think we need to go back to my place so I can finish you off."
Your place?
Yeah.
He tucked his wet cock back inside his jeans and zipped his fly.
But I can’t walk out of here with spunk all over my face.
There are restrooms in the back. Wash your face. I’ll wait outside.
Hiding himself, the kid backed away shamefully. Dodging the lecherous grasp of an inebriated Dom, he tripped past a threesome making out near the bar and vanished within the dark corridor leading to the men’s washroom.
Outside, the confusion and music deadened, and a chill, significantly colder than earlier, had settled in the air. The sky was as black as the ebony keys on a piano, the stars scarcely visible from the reflection of the city lights. Cars passed, and at the far end of the road, a sign flashed to mark the pedestrian crossing underneath. Keys in hand, Charles paused to button his jacket. Was he doing the right thing, taking the kid—Ben or whatever his name was—home? He’d acted brusquely, pushing him to give the blow job.
The club doors opened. The fringe of bangs across the guy’s forehead was wet, and his lips and cheeks appeared rosy from scrubbing.
About what happened…inside. I’m sorry. I was a bit rough.
Averting his gaze, the young man shrugged one shoulder. It’s okay.
Before I take you home, I need to know. How old are you?
Twenty-two.
"How old?" Charles studied him more closely than he had inside the club, and the kid had a baby face if he’d ever seen one.
Almost…twenty-one.
He shied away once again; the timid glance screamed heat score.
You’re barely out of diapers, and you’re willing to come home with me—a complete stranger?
You’re good looking.
He shivered, jamming both hands in his armpits.
So was Ted Bundy.
Who?
"You are naïve. Charles unlocked the driver’s side of a red sports car.
Look, kid, I’m going to tell you the rules. If you agree, we’ll go back to my place. If you don’t, I’ll drive you home."
Okay, I guess.
I like to get laid regularly. So I’m not interested in anything other than sex. If you don’t care, we’re good. If you want more, you’ll need to find another man.
What about a name?
No names.
He held on to the car roof, pleading with his eyes. But that’s just crazy—
No. Names. Got it?
Every guy he’d ever met wanted to swap names. What was in a name? Names were tiresome. Names meant the person you were about to fuck had a personality, thoughts, emotions, and everything else that separated him from the beasts. A name put a face to the ass you were about to claim, and Charles didn’t give a shit about the human aspect. He just needed the sex.
I got it. But what about your age? Something?
Charles sighed and impatiently tapped the roof with his key. I’m thirty-three, Native, and gay. Are you interested?
Pursing his lips as if he was about to cry, he eventually gave a reluctant nod. His actions were answer enough.
Trust me; you won’t regret it.
Charles grinned, slid down into the low curve of cold leather, got comfortable, and unlocked the passenger’s side.
Chapter Two
Wake up!
Charles’s roommate hollered before shutting the door.
Their party had been a great success, what little Charles could recall. Friends, co-workers, and neighbors had joined in the frivolity, drinking and smoking dope in excess until the wee hours of the morning. The music was loud, the food abundant, and the sex free of consequences, at least for him. He had no significant other, no one who held