Page 52 of Fast Break
As much as I want his mouth on me, I also want him to know there’s no expectations here. I’m about to vocalise this when he decides he’s going to just jump right in and lowers his mouth to me. I swallow my words.
JT is tentative at the start, but this is already the best blowjob I’ve ever had, and he’s barely begun. His confidence slowly kicks in as he gets into a rhythm, and he flashes me a grin. His focus is impressive though as he carefully eases down lower on me.
I don’t know what it is about this guy but he is very quickly becoming everything I didn’t know I needed as he concentrates on making me feel better than I have ever felt before, his warm, eager mouth making up for his inexperience. The fact he is inexperienced does not bother me in the slightest. It just makes me want to ensure everything we do is special for him because you can never get your first times back and I don’t want any regret for him.
He flicks those green eyes up to me again and I nearly pass out at the sight he makes on his knees for me. I can’t stop my hand from sliding into his curls, not to control him but just to ground myself because he is sending me crazy. I’m having to try really hard to keep myself still because I don’t want to scare him off from his first time but damn, he is making it hard. I drop my head back onto my chair and widen my legs as he goes to town on me.
“JT,” I rasp as I give in to the inevitable, realising too late we haven’t discussed how this ends. But he just looks up at me and then it’s all over way too fast, leaving me a mess and his eyes blown, chest heaving.
“You okay?” I ask, sucking in air to reinflate my lungs.
“Very okay,” he replies, still slightly dazed.
“Want me to return the favour?” I ask, eyeing him suggestively.
“Oh yes,” he repeats, nothing but eagerness. I smirk at him as I pull us both to our feet and tackle him onto the bed, right where I want him. I make quick work of removing his pants and then there is nothing stopping me as I lean down and take him into my mouth where I’ve been imagining him since we did this last Friday.
He tastes as good as I remember and I waste no time making him feel as good as he just made me feel. The sounds he is making suggests I am succeeding as he curses and grips my hair in his grasp as he falls over the edge.
I collapse beside him afterwards, noting his head dropped back on the pillow and the expression of pure bliss on his face. We’re both still in our shirts and ties but naked from the waist down. It looks good on him. Really good.
“Alright?” I ask when he says nothing.
“It’s so alright,” he replies. “It’s the most right it’s ever been in my life.”
I snort out a laugh as I slip my hand onto his stomach, secretly pleased by his words. We haven’t talked a whole lot about this aside from the occasional check in and I feel a massive sense of relief filter through me.
“That’s how I feel too,” I assure him. I hear his head shift on the pillow and assume he’s looking at me. I don’t look back because I can’t conceal how I am feeling about him right now and I don’t think he’s ready for that.
“When did you know you were gay?” he asks softly.
“Ah. You want to have that conversation,” I ask, leaning up on my elbow. I’m distracted by the fact he’s naked from the waist down but I do my best to ignore it because I know this is an important conversation for him. One I doubt he’s ever had before.
“Yeah. I want to know.”
“Well, I guess for me it wasn’t some dramatic realisation as such. More a naming of feelings I already knew I had,” I tell him, sliding my fingers between his abs. “It was maybe when I was twelve or thirteen I realised what it meant. That and the fact my friends were starting to look at girls and I only saw guys.”
“Yeah. That sounds right,” he agrees quietly.
“What about you, JT?” I hedge, stroking the hard edges of his stomach. “How do you think you identify?”
“I don’t really know, Quinn. I just know I look at you and I’m so attracted to you. I want you in ways I’ve never wanted anyone else. I guess I’ve noticed guys in the past too and I guess that makes me gay. It’s just harder for me because of the way I’ve been taught to think. I know those feelings have always been there but I’ve tried really hard to block them out. I didn’t really have any problems doing that either. Until I saw you.”
“Really?” I ask, biting down on my escaping smile.
“I used to sit in science class and just stare at you and wish you would turn around and notice me.”
“Oh, I noticed you, JT,” I assure him with a grin.
“Really? You literally never looked.”
“I assure you I was looking. I’ve just made it a habit not to be obvious about it especially as I thought you were as straight as your womanising cousin.”
“Seriously?” he asks, eyes wide. “I probably would have tried talking to you if I’d known I had even the slightest chance.”
“And why would you think you didn’t have a chance? You’re fucking hot, JT. Anyone would want you.” His cheeks flush again as he dips his head, eyes avoiding mine.
“I thought you were the most beautiful person I’d ever seen,” he admits in a quiet voice. My heart starts pounding in my chest, his words threading their way through me as all those feelings start to rush to the surface, wanting to make themselves known.
