Indigo Road by RJ Jones Page B

angle.”
    “ Hmm-mmm ,” I murmured around a
mouthful of hard pec, flicking my tongue over the hardened
nub.
    “You’re such a tease,” Alex grunted.
    Alex
continued to thrust his hips . His
cockhead sliding past mine was driving me crazy with want. I didn’t
think jerking off could feel so good, but when his thumb ran over
my slit, I just about bucked him off.
    Alex
encouraged me to lie down once more as
his hips slowed and his hand took over. With one large hand wrapped
around us both, he brought his lips to mine in a devastating kiss.
He used his tongue to mimic the action of his hand as he fucked my
mouth and took what he wanted. Alex was sucking and fucking the
breath right out of me.
    It wasn’t
long before I shot hard, clutching his biceps and moaning into his
mouth as he continued to work our cocks, milking everything he
could out of me. His dick pulsed against
mine as he came too, covering my abs in milky white
ropes.
    Alex sat up
on my thighs but not before giving me one
last scorching kiss. He ran his fingers through the mess, then
rubbed his forefinger and thumb together, studying the texture of
our combined release.
    I was beginning to think Alex liked covering me with
his come. I was also starting to think he was a dirty
bastard.
    “You look good in white,” he said simply.
     
     
    DRIVING OUT
of San Francisco, we took Highway 1 heading south along the coast.
It was a warm day, but the clouds threatened rain even though none
fell. I was dozing against the passenger window when Alex’s voice
broke through.
    “It was what I thought, you know,” he said,
his eyes never leaving the road.
    I sat up, rubbing my hands over my face.
“What?”
    “My experiment in the club.” I’d forgotten
about that.
    “And?” I said shortly. I was always a little
grumpy after napping. Alex turned to me with a raised eyebrow.
“Sorry. Go on.”
    “My experiment. I wanted to see if it was
just you or if I felt the same way about other guys.”
    I could feel
the lump form in my throat and my jealousy rising. This wasn’t a curiosity thing for me. I
wanted to be with Alex, always. Once I’d figured out what it was I
was feeling, that my affection for him went beyond friendship, I
committed myself to him and only him. I hadn’t told him that but
only because it felt too soon.
    Now he was
telling me what? He wanted to be with other guys? Find out if he
was really gay? Would Alex, my Alex, tell me he only wanted
to be friends and then go off with someone else?
    My silence
must’ve set off his alarm bells as I continued to stew in my
seat , my sleepiness nowhere to be
found.
    “ Josh? Don’t
you want to know?” he asked cautiously.
    I turned to
look out the window, my eyes burning. I was being ridiculous. In the last
two minutes, fears I didn’t know I had came to the forefront of my mind,
making it difficult to breathe around the lump in my
throat.
    “Fine, since I’m driving and you’re stuck in
the passenger seat, you have to listen to me.” I could see Alex’s
reflection in the window as he glanced at me a few times, waiting
for a response. When none came, he continued. “When I was dancing,
there were guys all around. Some touched, some didn’t. Some rubbed
up against me and a few tried to kiss me. It felt good for the most
part.” He paused, probably waiting for my reaction to his last
sentence. I stewed some more. “Want to know what I was doing up
there, surrounded by all those hot men?”
    “Not really,” I muttered.
    “I was waiting for you.”
    I turned to
look at him then, not bothering to hide my watery eyes. A half
chuckle came from Alex’s throat. “That’s right, you sad sap. I was waiting for you to come and tell
them all to fuck off, which is what you did. Eventually. You took
your damn time.” Taking his eyes off the road, Alex gave me the
widest smile. “I’ve been attracted to other guys for a while, but
never acted on it. I was too scared of what it meant. But I don’t
want