“Hey,” Will said softly, his voice low and sensual near Jack’s ear. “Where did you go? I feel like you’re off somewhere else right now. Come back to me.”

Jack startled, surprised Will could sense this. He pulled away from Will’s embrace and lay on his back, turning his head toward Will. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I guess I’m lost in my own head. I still can’t quite believe I’m here with you. I can’t get a handle on what’s going on between us.”

Will leaned up on his elbow. A sweep of his hair fell in a wave over his forehead. His eyes glittered in the light of the moon now risen and shining through the window. “It’s okay. We don’t have to figure everything out right now. Whatever is going on between us, I like it. I hope you do too.”

Jack didn’t reply, unable to admit he didn’t just like it, it was consuming him.

Will leaned down toward the bottom of the bed, where the sheets lay rumpled. He pulled them up over their naked bodies and lay back down. He closed his eyes. This gave Jack a chance to examine his face. The man was classically handsome, with his long, straight nose, square jaw, high cheekbones and smooth forehead. He was easily one of the best-looking men Jack had ever seen. Again he wondered what the hell Will wanted with him. Surely this guy could have his pick of any man he set his sights on.

He told himself not to look a gift horse in the mouth. For whatever reason, and for however long it lasted, at this precise moment, Will seemed to want him. And he wanted Will, oh yes he did.

Jack’s gaze moved down Will’s body. He could see his cock, still erect and outlined against the sheets. Tentatively he touched Will’s chest. Unlike his own, it was smooth. His skin was cool to the touch, the muscle hard beneath it. Will was smiling, just a hint curving his lips. Gathering courage, Jack pressed his hand against Will’s chest, feeling his heart tap a steady, strong rhythm beneath his fingers.

Holding his breath, Jack gripped the edge of the sheet between thumb and forefinger and dragged it down Will’s body until his cock was exposed. It lay stiff and long, pointing upward along his stomach. Jack’s cock was thicker, but Will’s was longer, the head large and fat. Could he possibly take such a thing into his mouth?

Will opened his eyes and bit his lower lip, the gesture erotic. “That felt nice, when you touched my chest. You have such strong hands. I like the way they feel on my skin.”

Jack placed his palm over Will’s heart. He stroked his way downward, feeling the hard muscle beneath the skin. He felt dizzy, trepidation and desire churning in equal measure in his gut.

Will had let his eyes flutter shut again. Jack understood he was giving him space—giving him time to adjust to what was happening between them.

Jack moved his fingers down to Will’s stomach until they were a fraction of an inch from his cock. Unable to resist, Jack touched the head with one finger. Will’s cock twitched in response and he moaned.

Jack’s own cock had fully recovered. The scale of his emotions tipped between nerves and desire, desire winning out. He gripped Will’s shaft. It was hot to the touch, a thick vein pulsing up the side. Will’s cock stiffened beneath his fingers. He didn’t dare look at Will’s face, focusing instead below the waist.

Shifting downward on the bed, he moved his face closer to Will’s crotch. He could feel his own heart thudding against his ribs. He moved closer still, so his nose was almost touching Will’s cock. He breathed in, aroused by the musky scent.

Dropping his hand, he tentatively snaked out his tongue and licked along the smooth flesh. Again Will’s cock twitched at the touch, though he was otherwise still. Cautiously Jack licked upward toward the spongy head, drawing a circle around it with his tongue.

He moved to get a better angle, closed his eyes and opened his mouth. Slowly, his heart squeezing so tight he could barely breathe, he lowered his mouth over the bulbous head. He leaned down a little, trying to take it deeper. It already filled his mouth and he had managed barely more than the head. His heart was beating so hard he felt dizzy.

Will touched the back of his head. “Yes,” Will whispered, holding onto the “s” as he pressed gently against Jack’s hair. More of the shaft slipped into his mouth. Its head touched his soft palate and Jack gagged, not expecting it. Instinctively he jerked back and Will’s hand fell away.

Gasping, Jack thought, I can’t do this. He wanted to do it. He wanted to give Will the incredible pleasure he’d given him, but he knew he didn’t have the skill. Still, he tried again, lowering his head, his lips sucking down the shaft as he tried to imitate Will’s actions.

Again the head touched his soft palate and again he gagged, unable to control the reflex. Shit. He closed his eyes, waiting for Will to jerk away with disgusted impatience.

You can do this. Just don’t think about it. That didn’t work—this time he gagged almost the moment he wrapped his lips around the head. He was angry with himself and acutely embarrassed.

“Hey,” Will said, his voice tender. “Relax.” Humiliated, Jack looked up at Will. “I can see from your face you’re beating yourself up right now. Please don’t. This isn’t a contest. We’ve got plenty of time. As much time as we need.”

Jack nodded, still embarrassed but grateful for Will’s gracious reprieve. “What you did felt great,” Will continued. “You’ll be a natural once you relax.” As he spoke, he wrapped his hand around his own shaft. Jack’s eye was drawn toward it. Will’s hands were narrow, the fingers long and elegant compared to his own beefy ones.

Will curled his fingers around his cock, his thumb pressing along the pulsing vein. “When I was in the shower,” Will whispered throatily, “I was thinking of you. I was thinking about how much I wanted you.”

Jack was unable to pull his gaze away as Will began to masturbate in front of him. Using his left hand, he gripped the base of his cock tightly as the right hand continued to stroke and pull at his shaft.

Jack’s cock sprang to rock-hard attention. Will’s green-eyed gaze was fiery, his tongue peeking between his lips, his chest rising and falling with each hot, sensual stroke of his hand.

Something in the gesture shot straight past Jack’s whirling mind, heading right for his cock. Before he realized what he was doing, he pushed Will’s left hand away, taking the hot, heavy balls below into his hand. Will groaned and let his head fall back, his right hand flying over his shaft.

Within a few moments Jack felt Will’s balls tighten, as Will stiffened and gave a cry. He jerked spasmodically, shooting jets of cream onto his belly and chest.
His hand dropped away from his cock and, reluctantly, Jack also let go of his balls. Will opened his eyes and grinned weakly at Jack. “That just kind of snuck up on me. That was really hot.”

Jack smiled back uncertainly. He was still wildly aroused, his cock jutting stiffly toward Will. Hot was an understatement. It was incendiary, combustive, molten.
Jack knew he was ready for Will to take him to the next step, whatever that might be. His cock ached to feel again the fiery perfection of Will’s lips and tongue, which had driven him nearly insane with pleasure.

Will reached for the box of tissues beside his bed, wiping away the evidence of his orgasm. “You like to watch, huh?” he said teasingly.

Jack felt his face heat but he didn’t deny it. Will held out his arms and Jack lay beside him. Will turned into him, resting his head on Jack’s chest. “Your heart is beating so fast,” Will whispered.

Will began to kiss Jack’s chest—butterfly kisses that sent shivers of pleasure running down his spine. He stopped at Jack’s left nipple and licked in a lazy circle around it, causing it to perk to attention. Lightly he bit the nubbin, sending electric currents of desire straight to his cock. He did the same with his other nipple and then began a slow, sensual glide down his abs and stomach.

Jack’s cock ached in anticipation. Will gripped his thigh with one hand. The other hand gently closed around the base of his cock. Jack gasped, his heart lurching as Will’s lips closed over the crown of his shaft.

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