“You want to do it here?”he said casually.“I could fuck you up against that tree.”
I couldn’t tell if he was serious, so I laughed.
“Or we could steal one of those paddleboats they got chained by the river,” he said, “go under the bridge, and fuck in the boat.”
“Oh.”I still wasn’t sure if he was serious.I could have checked him out, but guys didn’t check out other guys’ dicks, right?I mean, I knew we were together, but I felt like that would be invading his privacy.
“I’m hungry,” he said.“Let’s get some chips.”
Which I was pretty sure hewasserious about, because there was a chip wagon up ahead.We let go of each other.I bought a carton of chips to share, and we found a bench to sit on and eat them.
“Have you actually done that?”I said.“Fucked someone up against a tree?”
“Yeah.”He ate a chip.“Came pretty hard, too.”
Now I had a picture in my head, and it was really distracting and also terrifying.“What about in a paddleboat?”
“Nope,” he said, eating another chip.“But there’s a first time for everything.The beauty is, you’re right on the water, so it’s easy to clean up after.Plus, there’s chains and ropes, if you’re into that.”
“...are you?”
He shrugged.“I’m open to it if you are.”
That was a ball in my court I didn’t know if I could hit.
“Hey,” he said.“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.”
“Okay.”I relaxed, and being in that frame of mind made me notice how sexy he looked eating those chips, sucking the salt off his fingertips.Then he noticed me noticing.
“What?”he said with a smile.
“You done?”I pointed at the empty container.
He handed it to me with this look in his eye.There was a garbage bin beside a shed, just inside the trees.I got up to throw the container away, and he followed me.
“Something I can do for you there, Eddie?”
He walked past me, cuffing my arm lightly.“Come on.”
I followed him to the back of the shed.As soon as we were behind it, he turned and pinned me against it.It wasn’t scary.It didn’t hurt.He was brisk and efficient.Like he was done fucking around.He kissed me once, hard and deep.It was the first time he’d ever kissed me.But he pulled back before I’d had more than a taste, leaving me gasping.It was the hottest kiss I’d ever had.
It was hard to explain, but until then, it had felt like he’d been humoring me.This was the first time he’d ever shown me how much he wanted me and how fucking competent he was.I thought I’d been turned on before, but now...
He shook me out of my daze by tugging on my arm.“Let’s go home.”
I would have sprinted home, but he was back to being chill, and he sauntered along with his hands in his pockets, like he was in no hurry.
The ride up in the elevator was painfully slow.He was giving me all this space, like he had on our first date, which he knew he didn’t need to do now.
Two can play at that game.
As soon as we were inside the apartment,Ipinnedhimto the door.He didn’t act surprised.He was like,Yeah, this is about what I expected.He just relaxed in my grip.
I unzipped his jeans—not something I’d ever done to another guy before.His expression didn’t change.And I put my hand inside his jeans.And he couldn’t hide how hard he was.I held him for a few seconds, kind of enjoying it.Okay,reallyenjoying it.His breathing changed.
And then I pulled his dick out and went down on my knees, because I’d been aching to have him in my mouth for so long.I touched my tongue to the head, rolled it over his slickness.Then I slowly slid him into my mouth.I felt like I’d been underwater too long, and now I could finally breathe.I’d never known so clearly that I was doing the right thing with exactly the right person.I was going to give him the best blow job he’d ever had.
I could hear his shaky breathing, and I felt him getting harder in my mouth, and his thigh twitched under my hand.He was usually so controlled that any little sign he gave away that showed how excited he was pretty much did me in.I knew what my dick felt like when I was about to shoot, so I could tell when he was close, and I took him all the way in till my nose was pressed into the zipper of his jeans.He made a coughing sound, and when he shot, it was like liquid smoke in my mouth.I swallowed, and it filled all the empty space inside me and lit me up.I felt it flowing through me, touching me everywhere.I pulled off him slowly and felt his knees give, and I braced my hands against his hips as he slid down the door until he was kneeling on the floor.He pressed his forehead against mine.The aftershocks travelled through his body and into mine.
