Page 10 of Can't Stop Now

“You alright?” Will said, looking up at him.

“I’m fine, but my calf muscle is bothering me,” Jacob said, sitting back down and stretching his leg out in front of him on the bed. He started massaging it slowly.

Will got up and sat down on the foot of the bed. “Here, let me see if I can feel the knot. My friend Maya and I took a massage class last semester,” he reached out, taking Jacob’s calf in his hands.

He felt the muscles, trying to locate the knot.

“Wow, your calf is a shit ton more muscular than the people in class I practiced on,” Will said, not caring to hide how impressed he was.

“Thanks,” Jacob said, rolling his eyes.

“Oh come on. Don’t roll your eyes. You’ve gotta know you’re cute.” Will was tipsy, but he knew he may be overstepping a line by being so explicit. But his filter was nonexistent at the moment.

Jacob didn’t protest, but he didn’t respond, either. He just looked at Will for a few seconds, silent. The music played in the background, and Will kept rubbing Jacob’s calf, working out the strain.

“That feels good,” Jacob said. He took a few swigs from the beer on his bedside table and set it back down. Will kept massaging and could feel a couple knots begin to work out. He was making progress.

“You definitely do have tension. Do you stretch after your games?” Will said.

“Probably not enough,” Jacob said. “My back hurts sometimes after a long game.”

Will looked over at Jacob again.Is he trying to get me to rub his back, or was that just him making conversation?he thought.

“Well, the back is what they taught us the most about in class… I could try to see how yours feels?” Will said, looking at Jacob with his eyes curious.

Jacob paused briefly, and Will was sure he was about to ask him to leave. But Jacob got up and moved to the foot of the bed, sitting down next to Will.

“Sure, give it a shot. My leg is feeling a lot better,” Jacob said softly.

Will moved behind Jacob on the bed, allowing himself to stare at the back of his neck and shoulders. Now that he was this close to him, he was surprised how good Jacob still smelled after a day of walking and packing.Of course he smells good, Will thought. He began to massage Jacob’s shoulders.

“Yeah, you are super, super tense. Do you worry a lot?” Will said, slowly starting to work on Jacob’s shoulders.

“Yeah, sometimes. Too much, probably. Ugh,godthat feels good,” Jacob said, slightly tilting his head backward.

Will was glad to be behind Jacob and out of his eyeshot, because his cock was starting to rise in his pants. He didn’t try to stop it. He massaged Jacob’s shoulders, then up to his neck, easing the tense areas. He worked down to his upper arms and biceps, in long, even strokes.

“Fuck, your body is amazing,” he said softly, no longer holding back. He was sure he had gone too far – he expected Jacob to tense up, to stop the massage at any second. But Jacob only leaned further into him, tilting his head back further until it was inches from Will’s face.

“You’re really good at this,” Jacob said, his voice low and slightly hoarse.

Tentatively, Will reached a hand up to Jacob’s head, running it through his short hair and giving his head a massage, slowly stroking his fingers through his hair. He slowly moved his other hand down Jacob’s back, beginning to rub his lower back.

He inched forward, steadily, opening up his legs and nearly straddling Jacob’s back. If Jacob moved backward just a little, he’d be able to feel Will’s hard cock press up against him. The closeness drove Will crazy. It took every ounce of restraint not to press his lips up to Jacob’s warm neck and kiss him.

Jacob’s shirt began to bunch up at the bottom under the force of Will’s hand. Will tried to work around it, until it got in the way and he pulled it up slightly, his hand meeting Jacob’s bare skin on his lower back. He slowly brought his other hand down began to reach both of his arms up the back of Jacob’s shirt, firmly massaging his back up to his shoulder blades.

The space between them had all but disappeared, and every minute Jacob moved closer until he was leaning back into Will. All that separated them were Will’s arms inside the back of his shirt, massaging his warm bare skin.

Slowly, silent except for his breath, Will laid the side of his head onto the top of Jacob’s back, near his shoulder. He pressed into him, feeling his warmth. Leaning against him, he could feel Jacob’s pulse, his heart beating faster and faster as Will’s hands began to inch down his sides under his shirt, and worked their way to his stomach.

Will was now fully straddling Jacob from behind, with his hands wrapped around him, feeling Jacob’s tight abdominal muscles under his fingers. He stopped for a moment, unsure if Jacob was totally comfortable with how far he was going. But a second after he stopped, Jacob protested.

“Why’d you stop?” he asked, his voice quiet.

“I wasn’t sure if it was okay to… keep going,” Will said softly.

“I… I don’t want you to stop,” came Jacob’s hushed reply. Will was stunned.

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