waking up to the warmth of a man beside him? Months, at least. Would the man be Rick? Would Rick be able to give up the persona of the popular kid, tough but with a sense of humor, a charismatic leader that everyone loved to be around?
But then, Jordan had been popular, too. His looks didn’t hurt. All the girls wanted to turn him. He liked girls—a lot, actually—just not that way. And even though he was open about his orientation, whenever he gave a girl a little extra attention, invariably she hoped it meant something more.
As for the guys—well, he could kick most of their asses. And he made sure he had his posse with him: Rick at a minimum, usually another friend of theirs as well, pitcher on the baseball team, slim but strong. No one would have been stupid enough to challenge the three of them, not even a group of four or five. They were the elite.
Being gay didn’t mean being a social outcast—not anymore. Most kids didn’t care. Of course, in their small Pennsylvania town, there were plenty of Bible-thumping assholes who condemned homosexuality even as they cheated on their spouses and coveted their neighbor’s sports car.
He ran his hand down Rick’s body and found his morning erection. Rick grunted and Jordan smiled. Rick opened his eyes.
Jordan kissed him. “A hard man is good to find.”
Rick rolled on top of him, cock firm against Jordan’s.
He kissed his neck. “I want to use the vibrator on you.”
Rick’s eyes widened. “I’m not sure—”
“You don’t know what you’re missing. And I want you to know. It’s important to me.”
“It’s not my fantasy.”
“Aren’t you curious?”
Rick shrugged.
Jordan rolled his eyes. “Then what do you want to do?”
Rick gave him a sly smile.
“No chance, big boy. My ass needs a rest.”
Rick continued pressing against him, dicks sliding together.
Jordan’s balls tightened. “Anything you want that we haven’t already done?”
“Not really.”
“Are you totally against the vibrator?”
Rick rolled off him. “No, I just…”
“Think it’s gay.”
“Maybe. I know it’s not, but I don’t think most straight couples do this stuff.”
“They don’t know what they’re missing. I’m serious, Rick. I want to do this for you.”
***
Jordan got out of the shower, and Rick laid a towel over his shoulders. He squeezed the wetness out of Jordan’s hair, then patted down his back. Turning the towel over, he rubbed Jordan’s arms and chest and perfect abs. He leaned in and kissed him while ministering to Jordan’s cock and his hard, round ass. He finished with Jordan’s legs and feet, noticing the elegant shape of Jordan’s toes.
They kissed again, and Jordan led him to the bed. He couldn’t believe Jordan had talked him into this. He really had no interest in the vibrator, but Jordy thought he’d like it, so what the hell.
He lay on the bed face down.
“You have no idea how beautiful your ass is.” Jordan tongued his neck, gradually kissing his way down his body. Teeth clamped onto his ass cheek, and his body bucked. The pleasure-pain shot lightning into his cock.
Two large, warm hands spread his cheeks. He trembled to think of Jordy looking at him that way. A wet tongue flicked his hole. His toes clenched at the sensation, in lust and fear. Fear that he liked it so much, and that maybe he wanted to be penetrated that way.
He clutched the pillow beneath him. It was stupid to feel shame at Jordy’s eyes on him, or embarrassment at the pleasure of his touch. He had done this to Jordy and loved every second. Jordy hadn’t felt ashamed.
Cold lube made his hole constrict. His breath quick and shallow, he clenched his toes, steeling himself. A slick finger entered him. The sensation teased his delicate tissues, arousing him further.
“Relax, babe. You’re tight.” Jordan’s sweet lips rained kisses on his butt cheeks. “The vibrator won’t hurt. It might feel weird at first. Once it hits your prostate,
But then, Jordan had been popular, too. His looks didn’t hurt. All the girls wanted to turn him. He liked girls—a lot, actually—just not that way. And even though he was open about his orientation, whenever he gave a girl a little extra attention, invariably she hoped it meant something more.
As for the guys—well, he could kick most of their asses. And he made sure he had his posse with him: Rick at a minimum, usually another friend of theirs as well, pitcher on the baseball team, slim but strong. No one would have been stupid enough to challenge the three of them, not even a group of four or five. They were the elite.
Being gay didn’t mean being a social outcast—not anymore. Most kids didn’t care. Of course, in their small Pennsylvania town, there were plenty of Bible-thumping assholes who condemned homosexuality even as they cheated on their spouses and coveted their neighbor’s sports car.
He ran his hand down Rick’s body and found his morning erection. Rick grunted and Jordan smiled. Rick opened his eyes.
Jordan kissed him. “A hard man is good to find.”
Rick rolled on top of him, cock firm against Jordan’s.
He kissed his neck. “I want to use the vibrator on you.”
Rick’s eyes widened. “I’m not sure—”
“You don’t know what you’re missing. And I want you to know. It’s important to me.”
“It’s not my fantasy.”
“Aren’t you curious?”
Rick shrugged.
Jordan rolled his eyes. “Then what do you want to do?”
Rick gave him a sly smile.
“No chance, big boy. My ass needs a rest.”
Rick continued pressing against him, dicks sliding together.
Jordan’s balls tightened. “Anything you want that we haven’t already done?”
“Not really.”
“Are you totally against the vibrator?”
Rick rolled off him. “No, I just…”
“Think it’s gay.”
“Maybe. I know it’s not, but I don’t think most straight couples do this stuff.”
“They don’t know what they’re missing. I’m serious, Rick. I want to do this for you.”
***
Jordan got out of the shower, and Rick laid a towel over his shoulders. He squeezed the wetness out of Jordan’s hair, then patted down his back. Turning the towel over, he rubbed Jordan’s arms and chest and perfect abs. He leaned in and kissed him while ministering to Jordan’s cock and his hard, round ass. He finished with Jordan’s legs and feet, noticing the elegant shape of Jordan’s toes.
They kissed again, and Jordan led him to the bed. He couldn’t believe Jordan had talked him into this. He really had no interest in the vibrator, but Jordy thought he’d like it, so what the hell.
He lay on the bed face down.
“You have no idea how beautiful your ass is.” Jordan tongued his neck, gradually kissing his way down his body. Teeth clamped onto his ass cheek, and his body bucked. The pleasure-pain shot lightning into his cock.
Two large, warm hands spread his cheeks. He trembled to think of Jordy looking at him that way. A wet tongue flicked his hole. His toes clenched at the sensation, in lust and fear. Fear that he liked it so much, and that maybe he wanted to be penetrated that way.
He clutched the pillow beneath him. It was stupid to feel shame at Jordy’s eyes on him, or embarrassment at the pleasure of his touch. He had done this to Jordy and loved every second. Jordy hadn’t felt ashamed.
Cold lube made his hole constrict. His breath quick and shallow, he clenched his toes, steeling himself. A slick finger entered him. The sensation teased his delicate tissues, arousing him further.
“Relax, babe. You’re tight.” Jordan’s sweet lips rained kisses on his butt cheeks. “The vibrator won’t hurt. It might feel weird at first. Once it hits your prostate,
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