Page 17 of Paint Eater
Logan rolled his eyes but smiled begrudgingly.
Jay grinned. “Admit it. That was the best blowjob ever. You’ve been ruined for blowjobs forevermore.”
“Forevermore?”
“Don’t change the subject to my impressive…vocabulary,” Jay said, wiggling his eyebrows at the word ‘impressive.’
“God, you’re the worst.”
“Admit it.” Jay laughed, poking at Logan, who swatted the hand away.
“Okay, yes, Jay. That was the best blowjob I’ve ever received.”
“Yes!”
“Also, the worst.”
“Okay, lame burn. That’s not evenpossible.”
Jay expected Logan to keep teasing him, but he just stared back at Jay with an expression Jay was finding it difficult to decipher.
“Huh?” Jay said because things had just become suddenly serious. Then— “Oh, shit. I mean, not shit. But, really? That was your first blowjob? By like…anyone? I mean, that’s totally cool. Not that—why would it not be cool? But, you know. You look like that, and I guess I’d kinda assumed that, you know—”
“Jay.”
“Yeah?”
“Shut up.”
“Yeah, good call.”
They stared at each other for a moment. It reallywasn’ta big deal. It was just that Jay reallyhadassumed. Logan was gorgeous, and rich, and kind, even though he tried to hide it with the whole surly thing. Andadorablesometimes, even though, of course, Jay would never say that directly to Logan’s face.
And if Logan hadn’t gotten a blowjob, that probably meant he’d nevergivenone, and that he’d never fucked anybody, or been fucked. Hadn’t had any bad experiences yet, or good ones, and if this kept going the way it was, maybeJaycould be the one giving Logan those experiences. He could makesurethey were good.
“So…” Jay ventured. “I guess that means you haven’t…” He leaned on an elbow so he could gesture with his hands, thrusting the pointer finger of one hand into the ‘O’ made by the pointer finger and thumb of another.
“Oh, my God.” Logan groaned, trying to push Jay off half-heartedly.
“I’m justasking.”
“Can’t you saysex? Instead of…that?”
“Well, I mean, what we just did was sex. Right? I mean, it was sexual.”
Logan sighed, closing his eyes. “No, Jay,” he said after a moment. “I haven’t put my dick in anyone’s asshole, or vice versa.”
Jay snorted out a laugh. “Wow. That was so much more dignified, Logan.”
“Oh, shut up,” Logan said, and they struggled playfully as Jay fought to stay on top of Logan until the battle dissolved into kissing.
When Jay felt Logan had softened up again, he pulled back from the kiss, ignoring Logan’s soft sound of protest. “Well,” he said quietly. “If you’re in the mood for dick-and-asshole experimentation, mine are both available.”
“Oh, get off!” Logan shouted, shoving Jay off, who hit the floor laughing.
“Baby, I’m just trying to give you what you want,” Jay whined as he clung to Logan’s middle. Logan struggled to sit up with the weight around him.
“Don’t call me ‘baby’!”
