Tommy had never thought of colors in the way that others did. Tommy saw people as colors; their emotions and way of moving around the world reminded him of colors. It wasn't always one color, but sometimes a rainbow of them. Hen was bright colors and loud shades. Howie was the color of laughter and happiness.

Evan was a bright yellow, the color of sunshine after a rainy day when the sun was burning off the water because of how bright it was. It was the happiness of the world after a dark night and the relief that another dawn had happened.

"What are you doing?" Evan asked as he came up behind Tommy.

"Just thinking." Tommy turned his head to the side for a kiss. He looked at the engine of the Jeep, which was still partially torn, and wondered where Tommy had been working on it. He smiled at how much he had gotten done, which was good, given he had been in his own little world for the last hour.

"You are up early."

"A nightmare. They happen, but that's why I started to get into this kind of thing long ago. Keeping my hands busy with this was always good at helping me wear myself out to sleep better after a nightmare kept me up."

"Want to talk about it?"

"It was just one of those ones that pulled on old things from the Army along with whatever call I was on that was the worst lately. Nothing too bad, but enough that I had trouble sleeping afterward, and I can't just lie in bed. So I got up and started to finish putting the Jeep back together. How did everyone like the ride you rolled up in yesterday?"

"They loved it. A few guys from the other shift before and after mine were ogling it. Simms said he would suck your cock just to borrow it. I told him I would tell this husband and wife about it. Which he said that as long as they got a ride, they wouldn't mind; they might even offer their own sexual favors."

Tommy laughed. "I'm kind of glad that he came around to C-Shift after I left. I would have not been able to resist it and probably been a fourth in their bed at one point or another."

"They offered me, but I had to turn them down. They never asked why, but I would have been on that if I had realized I liked guys before that."

Evan pulled over a stool and sat down beside Tommy to allow Tommy to work on the last bits of putting the engine back together. Tommy liked having him right there beside him when he worked like this. There was a newer setup with a chair made for Evan's longer legs and then a table for him to work at when he wanted to be out in the garage with Tommy. It was nice to have someone who just liked sharing his space.

"What color am I?" Tommy asked a few minutes later.

Evan looked up from his phone and just stared at Tommy as Tommy stared at him. "What?"

"When you think of me, what color do you see?"

"Oh, I never thought about it. You obviously have. What do you see when you think of me?"

"Yellow. A brightness that can't be dimmed for long, the feeling of the sun on my face, and the happiness you give me."

"You are going to make me cry," Evan said. He laid his phone down on the tray, and Tommy had his phone lying there as well. He rolled closer to Tommy and made Tommy face him. "Red for passion and the way that my heart feels like it's going to beat out of my chest. Purple for the way that you care for me. Don't ask, I don't know."

"I like that."

"Green for being steady, like a forest in the world, deep and dark and full of things that are hard to see from the surface."

"See, you have thought about it. Just never put a color to it," Tommy said.

"You are a sap."

"Nah, I just like thinking about colors."

Evan laughed and cupped Tommy's cheeks to kiss him. Evan turned it a little deeper, his tongue swiping across Tommy's and asking for permission to enter. Tommy wanted to touch, but his hands were covered in oil and grease. He groaned when Evan started to touch him. Tommy reached just to stop himself at the last second, and then Evan broke the kiss.

"I want you to fuck me," Evan said.

"You'll have to get yourself ready, as I don't have time to get my hands that clean, and it will take too long."

Evan got off the stool and stepped back enough to remove his clothes. He walked naked to where the door closer was, and he pressed the lock button. Only the inside on the wall opener would get the doors open. Then he got the lube from the small drawer where Tommy had a medical kit. The lube was newer to it, as well as the condoms. Evan didn't go for the condoms, though, just the lube. He had two of the single-use packets in his hand.

"Shut the hood," Evan said.

Tommy cleaned up a few things to allow him to shut the hood, then stepped back. He got his hand a little clean of the extra grease and waited to see what Evan was going to do. Evan draped across the hood, moving around until he found the desired angle. Then, he ripped open the lube packet with his teeth and smeared up three things before tossing it aside. He wiggled his ass before spearing himself on two fingers right off the bat. Tommy could only watch as Evan did it. It was hot as hell, and Tommy found himself getting harder in his jeans. He debated opening them up but stopped when the growl came from Evan as his hands moved to his fly.

Raising his hands, Tommy surrendered to whatever Evan had in his head. Evan worked himself up, and his cock was dripping by the time he pulled the three fingers from his hole. He wiped his hands on a clean rag from the tray beside the Jeep and beckoned Tommy Closer. He worked open Tommy's jeans but just enough to get his cock out of them.

"I want marks from your jeans and your hands all over me."

Tommy swallowed, and he nodded. He waited for Evan to slick up his cock, but instead, Evan dropped down, and he licked the head of Tommy's cock, making it bob before he did it again, not holding it in place, just teasing with licks to the head when the head came back close enough for it. He kept on with that, and the look in his eye was challenging.

So Tommy took up that challenge; he threaded his hand into Evan's hair and held him still, pressing the head of his cock to Evan's mouth. Evan's lips parted, and he sucked Tommy in all the way as Tommy pushed in. Evan's mouth was so fucking hot, and Tommy loved being in it just as much as he loved having Evan's cock in his mouth. They went with the flow, and even just three days ago, Evan had fucked Tommy three times during the day on their day off.

Evan tapped on Tommy's thigh, and Tommy let him go, letting Evan bob on his cock as he wanted for a few moments before he pulled off. It felt too damned good, and Tommy wanted to have more of it. Evan stood up and wiped his mouth with a grin before picking up the lube packet. He ripped it open again with his teeth and then got all of the lube out. He smeared it all over Tommy's cock while looking Tommy in the eye.

"Wanna wreck my ass?" Evan asked.

"Turn around," Tommy demanded.

Evan turned around and spread his legs, getting his feet apart to put his ass at the right height for Tommy to just slide into him. Evan was hotter than his mouth as Tommy slid into him. There was too much lube, but that didn't matter once Tommy was buried to the hilt inside of his lover. Evan braced his hands on the hood, making his body a hard surface as Tommy pulled out and then slammed back in. There was no squeaking bed that gave away what they were doing, but there was the slap of skin on skin that echoed around the garage in ways that it never did in the bedroom. Tommy liked it a lot more. He would have to have Evan do it to him as soon as he could get him up again. They could camp out on the mat close by and recover while touching. It would be as good as if they were in bed, but it would at least mean they didn't have to get cleaned up. Tommy was leaving grease all over Evan, but Evan could easily just be the one to stretch out Tommy on his fingers and make his skin sing.

"Harder," Evan begged a few moments later.

"Of course," Tommy said, and he shifted his stance a little, tipping Evan's body the way he needed it, and he went harder. He felt Evan come just a few thrusts later, but he didn't slow, and he didn't stop. He fucked Evan through the orgasm and waited for his own to take him over.

Tommy held Evan by his hips as he came, making sure that Evan didn't try and pull off his cock. Tommy made sure he wasn't going to move, and then he reached out with one hand and tipped Evan up, getting his hands off the hood. He walked them forward until Evan was pressed there, Tommy's cock in its dying stages as he waited to soften inside of his lover.

Evan shivered as his overheated skin pressed to the cool Jeep metal, but he didn't fight it; he just stayed draped there. Tommy pressed him in more to the metal and groaned when Evan rocked back into him a little.

"Now what?" Evan asked.

"We are going to go over there and cuddle on the mat, you are going to touch me until you are hard to gain, and then I wanna hear you slapping into my ass 'cause I loved that sound of me doing it to you."

"Fuck, Tommy."

"Hmm, is that a no?"

"No, that's a hell yes. Soou want me to finger you to hardness?"

Tommy groaned because his cock twitched. Evan was too good for libido. There was also the fact that Evan had no issue with Tommy if he was too tired to get him off. Evan was more than willing to get himself off with Tommy watching. It made them feel connected in a way that Tommy had never felt with anyone. They weren't all about sex, but there was a lot of it because it was something they both enjoyed. Softer moments were cuddling on the couch, talking, or going on dates.

Evan was yellow in Tommy's life, the bright spot that had taken away the darkness.

The End