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I’m frozen in place, desire burning through me as I wait and wonder how far JJ intends to go. If he keeps moving, there’ll be no hiding the full effect he’s having on me. His fingers inch closer and closer to my aching cock.
He stops just short of touching me, his hands sliding away. I exhale so loudly, I startle both of us.
I wanted so much for him to continue and go further. So much further. I still can’t move. I can’t even show him what I want, let alone say a word.
I want to slam my fist into a wall. I don’t know how much longer I can endure this one-sided attraction. It’s torturing me like nothing else ever.
JJ leans his chin onto my shoulder. “Still tense?” He asks. “Should I keep going?”
My voice comes out hoarse. “Still tense,” I echo. “Need a few things worked out.” I lean back so I’m pressing against him in a gesture that I hope makes it clear enough what it is that I really want. His chest is strong and solid behind me.
JJ moves his hands again, sliding them further forward than last time. My blood pumps as he brushes my throbbing cock.
He strokes me once over the taut fabric of my jeans before dropping his hands back onto my thighs. His mouth is still right by my ear.
“Lots of tension around here.” JJ’s got a commanding presence that I wasn’t expecting at all. One of the few things that I’m sure about from that night back in college is that I was the one who made the first move. Now it’s as if I’m under some sort of spell and he’s the one calling all the shots. That’s not me, never has been. Not until right now.
“Looks like it needs to be worked out,” JJ continues. “What do you think, Logan?”
I nod, words failing me for about the millionth time tonight. My whole world’s narrowed down to JJ’s touch and his body pressed against me. I want him so badly I can’t move. What’s going on now feels too fragile. If I move, I might break the moment and it’ll all disappear. I can’t take that chance.
JJ bites at my neck. Sparks skate over my skin. “Say it, Logan,” he says into my ear. “Tell me what you want.”
I cover his hand with mine, dragging it right back to where I want it. “You know what I want.”
That’s not good enough for him. This is a side I’ve never seen from mild-mannered Julian. It’s one of the hottest things ever. For now, I’m his to do whatever he wants with.
He gives my throbbing cock a squeeze. “Tell me,” he says again, and I groan when he puts his hands at my zipper but stops without lowering it.
“Everything,” I say, and that’s all it takes to get him going again. I know JJ’s going to take that as a sexual meaning and while part of me doesn’t care, at the same time I want him to know the whole truth. I want everything with him, and as hot as I am for him, hot enough to maybe even beg for it, sex isn’t nearly enough for me.
But I’ll take it.
JJ’s lowering my zipper, his hand about to slip into my briefs and finally, finally curve around my eager cock. I’m holding my breath until I choke when we both hear the front door opening up.
JJ pulls his hands off me as if he’s been burned. I struggle to get my pants back in order, the zipper snagging on fabric as I frantically tug at it. I almost want to laugh at the situation and my instant reaction to it. It’s as if we’re teenagers trying not to get caught by our parents but there’s nothing funny here.
In sheer panic, I start to try and tidy up our beer bottles as if that’s what I was already doing as Asher’s footsteps come down the hallway towards JJ and I. He doesn’t know a thing about this side of me. It’s the only secret I have from him and I absolutely don’t want to change that.
“Hey,” Asher says. “What’s up?”
I keep my head bent down and try to stop my hands shaking from the sudden burst of adrenaline that hasn’t worn off yet. JJ sits calmly on the sofa, completely unruffled. He doesn’t care that Asher nearly walked in on us. How can he not? I can’t even face the idea of Asher catching us, let alone the reality. The thought of it almost makes me sick.
“Not much,” JJ says easily as he crosses his legs. “Dinner and a few drinks.”
“A few?” Asher laughs. “Not if Logan’s your drinking partner. Did you leave any for me?” He comes over, slapping me on the back like he always does. I nearly jump out of my skin.
“Yeah,” I reply rapidly, hoping he doesn’t notice how agitated I am. “I think so. It’s not like I didn’t deserve most of them, since I managed to drag Julian away from the computer before midnight.”
“Good work,” Asher says to me admiringly. “That takes some doing.”
“Yeah, Logan was pretty distracting. I couldn’t keep my hands off of what he had to offer me.” JJ gestures at the empty pizza boxes while my face burns. What the hell? Julian never jokes, let alone like that. That’s what I do. I’m the joker. Not him.
JJ finds the one unopened bottle among our empties. “Do you want this?”
He holds it up to Asher, who shakes his head. “Rain check. I can barely keep my eyes open. I’ll see you fellows in the morning, we’ve got a lot of ground to cover.”
“There’s something I wanted to ask you, real quick.” JJ gets up and goes off with Asher. Their voices get distant as they disappear down the hallway and I’m left swirling in my own confusion.
