Page 23 of Blown

Rafe knew full well he should have stepped back or turned away, but he didn’t want to. He laughed, low and sultry, and slipped his hands around Jake’s waist to grab his backside. “I like flirting with you, too,” he said.

Jake hummed and stared at Rafe’s mouth. “Good thing we’re two consenting adults in a place where no one would bat an eye if we kept on flirting,” he said, grabbing Rafe’s waist and pulling their bodies flush. “In a horizontal position.”

Rafe sucked in a breath, filling his senses with the salty scent and heat of Jake’s body. Conscience be damned, it wasimpossible to resist temptation when it was on offer the way Jake was offering himself.

“Good thing,” he repeated, then slanted his mouth over Jake’s.

Jake immediately responded to the kiss, brushing Rafe’s lips with his tongue, then pushing his tongue in to tangle with Rafe’s. Rafe moaned with the rush of endorphins that hit him and the pure need that roared through him. It wasn’t just that he’d gone too long without sex. He liked Jake, a lot. The heady combination of being on the same artistic wavelength with the man and knowing he needed him so badly made what was happening between them impossible to resist.

“I need you,” Jake whispered as Rafe backed him toward one of the counters along the rear wall of the booth. “Like, now.”

“There are still people around,” Rafe rumbled, dragging his eyes away from Jake to search for any kind of shelter.

“I don’t care,” Jake said, sliding his hands down to burrow under the hem of Rafe’s shirt, then spreading them across the bare skin of his belly and sides. “I need my mouth on you right now.”

Desperation made Rafe foolish. He nudged Jake back slightly, then grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the small closet built into the rear wall of the glassblowing booth. It was where he kept supplies between Renaissance Faires, and it was barely bigger than a broom closet, but it was private.

As soon as they were inside, he tugged the string to turn on the single lightbulb, then fumbled with the fastenings of Jake’s jeans.

Jake did the same with him, then sank to his knees as soon as Rafe’s fly was down, tugging his trousers forcefully down to Rafe’s thighs. Rafe moaned loud enough for anyone who happened to be passing to hear as Jake cupped his balls and grasped the base of his cock so he could close his mouth over thetip. He leaned back against the shelving, knocking something over as he did, and braced himself as Jake sucked him in deeper.

“Jesus, fuck!” Rafe gasped as Jake took him all the way to the back of his throat, then pulled back to create suction.

They were both sweaty, dirty, and gross, but Jake didn’t seem to care. He bobbed on Rafe, switching up his speed and using his tongue, to the point where Rafe was in serious danger of losing it long before he wanted to. He clenched his jaw and forced himself to hold on, even gripping one hand in Jake’s hair, like he would push him back.

Jake groaned like he liked the rough grip, which didn’t help Rafe’s control at all. Jake seemed to know he needed to ease up. He shifted back and gave Rafe a break, kissing his belly and his thighs for a second before licking him from balls to tip and sucking him again.

It was beautiful madness, and within a few minutes, Rafe couldn’t have stopped himself from coming if he’d tried. He gave up and growled with pleasure as he started to come, thrusting with short pulses into Jake’s throat.

Jake gripped his thighs, choking a little, but swallowing everything Rafe gave him. It was quick and raw, and Rafe was on cloud nine as the urgency of orgasm shifted into the glow of satisfaction.

It wasn’t over, though. Jake pushed himself to his feet and slammed his mouth over Rafe’s again. Rafe’s eyes went wide for a moment at the salty, musky taste of Jake’s mouth, but he wanted every last bit of that kiss.

As their mouths merged and fought for the upper hand, Rafe fumbled his way into Jake’s jeans, pulling his dick free. He wasn’t opposed to giving blowjobs, but the way Jake practically vibrated in his hold as their tongues rubbed told him he wouldn’t have to. He closed his fist around Jake’s cock and worked him hard, like he could force an orgasm from him.

He didn’t have to force anything. Jake was already there, and in less than a minute, he gasped and undulated against Rafe as he started to come. His hot, sticky cum shot all over Rafe’s hand and the bottom of his shirt, but Rafe didn’t care. He loved the feeling of power he had when he made another man come.

When it was over, they relaxed into each other’s arms, kissing with decreasing intensity until they were more or less cuddling uncomfortably against the hard edges of the shelves.

“That was something,” Jake panted, his hands still all over Rafe.

“It certainly was,” Rafe replied, grinning at him.

Jake grinned back, and the two of them laughed.

“We’d better get everything cleaned up,” Rafe said, muscling himself to stand straight, which took more effort than it should have. “Dad likes us all to have supper together while he counts the box office at the end of these things.”

Jake laughed and pulled up his jeans. “Sounds like good, clean, family fun.”

Rafe snorted and shook his head. Just like that, they were back to bantering and being friends. Friends who got each other off, but friends all the same.

He pulled his trousers back up and tucked in his shirt to hide the stain it now bore. He’d shower and change before joining the family for supper. No one would be the wiser, and if they were, they were Hawthornes. Sexy shenanigans were assumed, not shamed.

And if he played his cards right, maybe he and Jake could play around some more. It was all just fun, after all. It wasn’t like he was falling head over heels in love with Jake or anything.

EIGHT

A blowjoband a handjob in a closet when they were supposed to be getting work done. The whole thing reminded Jake of high school. Except this time, the story didn’t end with him being beaten black and blue by the jock who found them out, or the one he was blowing after the asshole got spooked by how much he enjoyed it, and then called to the principal’s office on top of that. It was fantastic to be able to enjoy himself with someone he liked without having his whole world come down around his ears.

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