Page 85 of Paradox
“Where do you want me to come?” There’s a sense of desperation in his voice. “Hurry up. Your ass, your stomach—”
“My face.”
Eden pauses, but it’s quick. Then, in a flash, he drops my legs, reaches behind my neck, and pulls me off the kitchen bench.
On my knees at his feet, I lean back against the cupboard, and look up to see Eden furiously pump back and forth along his big, thick, pink cock.
His forearm and abs tense.
His range of motion tightens in towards the tip, and I gape my mouth open and stick out my tongue.
“Oh, fuck.” He leans over me to grip the counter. “You wanna taste it?”
“Yes, please.” I grin up at him.
With a final stroke, Eden hunches over me and aims for my mouth, but ends up painting my chin as well. And I revel in it, tonguing it against the inside of my cheeks. It makes me feel sexy. It’s bitter, but nowhere near as bad as I thought it would be.
Then an almost annoyed growl comes from Eden, and I pale—embarrassed by how obvious it is what I’m doing. Ashamed, I hang my head to swallow it, but Eden digs his fingers between my lips to pry my jaw open and scoop inside my mouth. Saliva streaked with cum floods out over my tongue to my chin, and what’s on his fingers, he smears down the center of my face.
The same hatred I saw the day I arrived flashes across his face, and he slaps me so hard my head spins to the side. “Say, thank you, the next time I bring home dinner.”
Ithink I took it too far. But isn’t that just like me?
Past behaviour, and all that shit.
Fuck you, Dr. Phil.
I let Jin shower first, and by the time I’d finished mine he was already wrapped up in his sleeping bag with his back to me. All the lights were out and the fish were bagged up and in the tub on the porch.
I ate the sandwich he’d made me. It was stale and gross, but I felt like I had to force my way through it.
Even with all the back alleys, night clubs, and department store dressing rooms I’ve had sex in, what I did last night with Jin was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Hands down. It made me feel like a god, being able to show him how good he can feel in a way most men never experience.
I’ve never had someone give themself to me so completely.
And then I went and let my temper screw it all up.
But still, even with that acceptance, I couldn’t go to him.
My body craves him like nothing else, but my mind continues to fight it.
I need Jin to want me as much as I want him. But I can’t handle the type of non-sexual attention he wants from me. It’s only been one day and he’s already expecting me to change the behaviour I’ve not been willing to compromise on for the entirety of my thirty-four years. But in spite of this, as I look down at the stove from my bed and see the coffee made and the large griddle pan already heating, I’m wracked with so much guilt my instincts are screaming at me to dash out the door and escape for another day.
Tossing off my comforter, I let the initial chill of my naked body adjust to the warmth of the cabin.
Kneeling at the foot of my bed, I straighten it out and remain there, just listening to the sounds of Jin in the kitchen.
The stairs creak as I descend, alerting him to my approach, and as soon as he senses me near, his shoulders tense and his body freezes mid-slice.
The powdered eggs and milk are beside the bread board with the butter, and a pile of the mushrooms I foraged are half-chopped.
When I don’t say anything for several seconds, he continues with the mushrooms like I’m not there.
He’s not wearing a shirt but has on the sweatpants I lent him weeks ago, and even though they're rolled at the waist, they're sitting so low on his hips that from this angle I can see his first hairs poking out at the front. He doesn’t have a noticeable bulge like I do, which is why I was so surprised the first time I saw him. He’s not huge, but for his size, he’s not small. Above average for his height, I guess? I don’t have any reference, though. You don’t really see skinny 5’5” guys in porn. Not the kind I watch, anyway. But he’s got more than enough to get a decent pump going, butnot too big to ruin the visual of our size difference. And, fuck me dead, I love how small he is compared to me.
But no one can ever know about this. Not his parents, and especially not Tek. He's the most important person that's ever come into my life. It's his friendship that saved me when my mother put everything else before me. He never abandoned me. He's more like a brother than my actual brother, so what do I do? I take his loyalty and shit on it. It's literal insanity. And if anyone in Broadrock finds out, we could lose everything we've built together all because I can't keep my dick in my pants.
“Say, did you hear that Eden van der Hart kept the Jeon boy locked up in his cabin for the whole winter? His parents couldn’t find him. Then, after months, the pair of them show up together,andthey’re in a relationship. That sounds like grooming if I’ve ever seen it. I bet he’s had his eyes on him for years and was waiting for him to finish high school. It’s a disgrace, if you ask me, and I’m going to make sure everyone in this town knows about it.”
