Wednesday Briefs: Second Shot – The Senior Year – 33
Second Shot – The Senior Year: Chapter 33
Ethan pulled Blake into the guest room and quickly shut the door without letting it slam. When he turned around, he winked and moved closer to his guest.
“Hey, handsome.” He didn’t give Blake a chance to answer before pressing their lips together. The kiss went straight to Blake’s groin, and from what he could feel pressed against him, it had the same effect on Ethan.
Despite Jason ‘lending’ them the room for the weekend, Blake wasn’t totally comfortable making out while the others were downstairs. Correction, Darryl was downstairs, Peter was in his room just down the hall. His unease, however, did not cause him to end their kiss prematurely.
When Blake stepped back to catch his breath, Ethan did the same.
“Yep, you still kiss really well.” Ethan leaned back and tugged Blake with him. “Best I can remember.”
“Hmm, I might need another sample to see if you still kiss as good as you used to.” He inched closer, but Ethan pushed back and turned his head.
“Seriously? You need more proof?”
“No, but it sounded like a good reason to kiss you again.”
“Well, in that case, let the sampling begin.”
They kissed again, but Blake broke away when Ethan started to massage his erection.
“What?” Ethan shook his head. “You think they’re expecting we’re not going to touch each other in here. Go check the nightstand; someone put condoms and lube in there.”
Blake stared at the small brown stand as if he could see inside the drawer. “I’m sure they do. In fact, Darryl told me to tell you to keep it down this time. But…”
“Darryl said what?” Ethan turned toward the door and stared at the solid wood.
“Calm down.” He spun Ethan around and held him by the upper arms. “It was a joke. Darryl was too drunk to have heard anything last time. He just said that to yank your chain.”
“He‘s not the one I’d want to yank my anything.” He raised his eyebrows and struggled to keep from laughing.
“That’s good because I don’t want anyone else touching you that way either. My point is, I’d rather not have them think that‘s the only reason I asked them to let us stay here.”
“Wow.” Ethan kissed Blake’s cheek and pulled him into a hug. “Who knew you were so romantic?”
“I don’t think I really am. I’m just telling you how I feel.”
“I like that you’re a bit possessive without being overly jealous.” Ethan sat on the edge of the bed and patted next to him. “I promise to be good—well other than maybe kiss you again.”
Blake moved his overnight bag to the side and sat where requested. “It’d be crazy to be jealous. As far away as we are, if I was that, I’d go nuts in a week.”
Wiggling a bit, Ethan put his head in Blake’s lap and looked up. “I don’t think you’d do crazy well. That’s more my gig than yours.”
They were talking about different types of crazy, but Blake let it go and ran his fingers through Ethan’s hair. Every couple of strokes he’d stop and gently massage Ethan’s scalp. His efforts evoked a sigh of contentment.
“Keep that up and we’ll miss the evening’s festivities for sure.” Ethan closed his eyes and settled back.
Conscious that his boyfriend’s head rested on his erection, Blake tried to shift Ethan to a side.
Ethan refused to budge. “I know what you’re doing, but I’m not moving. I like how it feels.”
Ethan might like it, but if he didn’t stop moving his head, Blake was going to cum soon. “You need to move, please. It’s becoming a problem.”
“Why’s that?” With an evil smirk, Ethan redoubled his head moving. “Too much stimulation?”
“Do you really want me to shoot now? Like this?” Slipping his hand under his boyfriend’s head, he lifted up enough to break the contact. “I might be one and done tonight.”
“Although I’m willing to take the chance you’ve got more than one in you, I’ll stop—for now.” He stopped moving and let Blake guide him to a new spot. “Better?”
“Yes.” It was only slightly less arousing, but without the direct contact on his cock, it would be enough. “What did you want to do tonight?”
The goofy grin on Ethan’s face told Blake he’d chosen the wrong words. “You really need to ask?”
“Is that all you think about?” He reached over and slithered his hand under the waistband of Ethan’s jeans. It took less than a second to make contact with his boyfriend’s erection. He gave it a quick squeeze and withdrew.
“Not the only thing, but it’s tough to think of other things when we’re alone and sitting like this.”
If they were somewhere more private, Blake would have thrown Ethan onto the bed, stripped him naked and given him the hard pounding he enjoyed so much. He still planned to do that, only later. “Save that mood.”
“You know I will.”
Smiling, Blake rolled his eyes dramatically as he stared down. “And you want me to believe it’s not the only thing you think about.”
Ethan stretched up and at the same time pulled Blake’s head down. The kiss was brief, but it did nothing to help things calm ‘down.’ Once he let go of Blake, Ethan sat up.
“Okay then. What’s on tap for tonight?”
Twisting quickly, Blake reversed roles and put his head in Ethan’s lap. “That’s a good question. When I left the field house, Dean asked Jase if they could talk. From the little I saw, it looked deep.”
“Deep? From Dean?” He absently began to stroke Blake’s head. “That’d be a first.”
“That’s not true, you just never see the serious side of him. When he focuses, Dean gets so serious. But I assume it’s about that girl we met last time you were here.”
“Exactly.” Blake would have said more, but someone knocked on the door. He quickly sat up. “Come in.”
The door cracked open and Jason poked his head through the opening. “Hey, Ethan.”
“What’s up, Jase?” Ethan crossed the small space and gave Jason a hug.
“I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.”
“Seriously?” Ethan shook his head. “First, if you had, would be we dressed? Second, would I have left the door unlocked? And third, would we have said come in?”
“No, no and knowing you, yes. You’d invite me in just to embarrass me.”
Blake laughed and slid his arms around Ethan’s waist. “He’s totally got your number.”
“Whatever.” Despite the feigned indignation, he made no attempt to move. “I assume you had a reason for knocking?”
“Yep. What do you two have planned for tonight?”
Blake raised an eyebrow. “That sounds like you’ve got something in mind.”
Jason stepped further into the room and shut the door. “As a matter of fact, I do.”