Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
I sure didn’t see that coming.
Mike stared at Tommy’s earnest expression, those green eyes focused on him. He did his best not to let his own feelings of surprise show through. This was obviously important to Tommy.
“Wow,” he said at last. “I don’t know what to say. I mean, I’m flattered, but….”
Tommy’s face fell. “You don’t want me.” His chin trembled.
Fuck.
“Wait,” Mike said quickly, “let me finish, okay?” Christ, I’m fucking this up again.
Tommy stilled, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his gaze unfaltering.
Mike took a second or two to collect his thoughts. Sure, he was flattered, but at the back of his mind was this niggling little voice that wouldn’t be silenced. He hoped to God it was wrong.
“Are you sure you shouldn’t be looking for someone who’s nearer to your age?”
Tommy’s eyes widened. “No, that’s not what I want.” He swallowed. “I want you.”
There was nothing for it but to ask. “Why me, Tommy?” Mike awaited his response, his stomach roiling.
He had a sinking feeling he knew what lay behind the unusual request. He’s seen me.
He knows I do porn. Why else would he be asking me?
The number of times he’d seen comments on his Facebook posts: I want u to fuck me; Want that cock; Want you; Can we fuck?
It was all part and parcel of the industry, of course, but for some reason he hadn’t expected something like that from Tommy.
There was an innocent air about him, that vulnerability Mike had noted before.
Tommy seemed genuinely surprised. “Have you looked in a mirror lately, Mike? You’re sexier ’n hell.”
“Well, when you put it like that,” Mike joked. He was relieved when Tommy laughed.
“Yeah, but that’s not the only reason.”
That earnest expression was back. Tommy’s blush did little to alleviate Mike’s fears.
“If I’m bein’ honest? I trust you… I trust you to make it good for me.”
Mike was stunned into silence.
Tommy plunged forward. “See, I feel safe with you. I know you’d take care of me, that you’d….” The blush deepened. “Hell, I’m sayin’ this all wrong.”
“No.” Mike squeezed his shoulder. “Those are good reasons.” Probably the best reasons Tommy could’ve given.
And now that his panic had subsided, Mike let himself think about the situation.
A gorgeous young man was offering Mike his virginity.
A gorgeous young man Mike had fantasized about, for God’s sake.
A gorgeous young man who had to be at least twenty years his junior.
That made him stop in his tracks. This was no model on a shoot.
This was a beautiful young guy who wanted his first sexual experience to be with someone who wouldn’t rush him, wouldn’t hurt him…
. For all his years in the industry, Mike had never had a virgin before, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
Apprehension and excitement warred within him.
Tommy was still standing there, watching him… waiting.
“Can I think about it?” When Tommy drew in a deep breath, Mike moved that little bit closer. “I’m not saying no, Tommy, okay? I really want to think about this.”
Tommy nodded slowly. “That’s okay, I guess.” A hesitant smile curved his lips, and he breathed more easily. “Sure. Take your time. It’s not like I’m goin’ anywhere.”
Mike smiled and impulsively drew him into a hug. Tommy stiffened for a second and then relaxed into it, his arms coming up around Mike’s back. Mike moved his head, and suddenly Tommy’s sweet face was right there. He could feel Tommy’s breath fanning his cheek.
And Mike couldn’t resist. Slowly he brought his mouth to Tommy’s and kissed him, just the lightest brush of lips, before he brought his hands up to cup Tommy’s head and deepened the kiss, keeping it chaste.
Two mouths met fully, lips pressed together.
Tommy’s eyes were closed, and from behind those soft lips came the faintest whimper.
Then Mike released him and stepped back, his heartbeat racing. Tommy slowly opened his eyes and stared at Mike.
Mike grinned. “Now you’ve been kissed.”
Tommy looked plain dazed. “Wow.” He touched his lips with his fingertips and smiled. “I sure have.”
“Now go home and get some sleep. You have school this week, right?”
Tommy nodded.
“Okay, then I’ll talk to you in a few days. Don’t be thinking about this all the time, y’hear? You need to concentrate on your studies.”
“Okay, Mike.” Tommy straightened, pushing his shoulders back. “An’ thank you.”
“For what?”
Tommy smiled once more. “For not givin’ me the brush-off right away. For takin’ me seriously.”
Mike couldn’t help himself. He leaned forward and kissed Tommy’s cheek. “I meant every word. I will think about it.” Then he grinned, grabbed Tommy by the arms, and spun him around to face his truck. “Now git.” He swatted Tommy on that firm ass.
Tommy’s laughter rang out as he got into his truck.
He started the engine and pulled out of the lot, giving Mike a wave of his hand when he passed him.
For the second time in a week, Mike watched him disappear from view.
He got into his own truck and sat there for a moment, hands resting on the steering wheel.
I need some advice here.
Mike waited until it was just the three of them.
Don and Mitch had already gone, as they’d arrived first that Sunday afternoon, leaving him, Kevin, and Patrick to clear up once the last customers had departed.
Patrick shut and bolted the door while Kevin did a last minute wipe down of the bar and tables.
“Can we talk?” he asked them. He’d spent all day thinking about Tommy’s request, and yet he was no nearer to knowing what to do about it.
Kevin threw the cloth into the sink. “Sure. I was gonna talk to you anyway. You’ve been a bit distracted tonight.” He came around the bar and sat on a stool. Mike joined him, Patrick not far behind.
Mike came straight to the point and told them about the conversation at the diner. They listened in silence until he was finished. Before he could ask their opinion, Kevin grinned. “You lucky dog. Talk about being handed it on a plate.”
“This doesn’t make you uncomfortable?” Mike frowned. Is it just me?
“No, but clearly something about it makes you feel that way,” Patrick said, folding his arms across his broad chest. “Wanna share?”
Mike sighed. “I must be the same age or near enough to Tommy’s dad. Don’t you think it’s odd him asking an older guy to fuck him for the first time?”
Patrick shook his head, smiling. “Mikey, this has been happening since ancient Greece. Y’know, older guys showing the younger ones the ropes?
Tommy is probably just thinking that you’re experienced.
From what you’ve said, he has no idea you do porn, so he has no way of knowing you’re the perfect person for this.
” He arched his eyebrows. “After all, if anyone knows what he’s doing, it’s you. ”
Kevin nodded in agreement. “Patrick’s right. I wish I’d had an older guy for my first time.” He grimaced. “It was painful, messy, and a helluva disappointment. Not to mention rushed.” There was a distant look in his eyes.
“You can make it really good for Tommy. Just make sure you take your time,” Patrick advised.
Mike considered their words. He couldn’t deny they made a lot of sense, but as for taking his time, the situation wasn’t ideal. Tommy was at school during the week, and he worked the three weekend nights.
Kevin gave him a wide smile. “How about next Saturday, we get someone in to cover for you? We do it when you’re filming somewhere, so it’s not like it’s an unheard-of occurrence.”
“Yeah, I like it.” Patrick was nodding enthusiastically. “That way, you can plan something nice. Y’know, get Tommy ’round to your place, make him some dinner….” His eyes gleamed mischievously. “Of course we’d want to hear all the gory details on Sunday.”
Kevin licked his lips. “What he said.”
Mike snorted. “I thought there’d have to be a catch somewhere.” He shook his head, chuckling. “Well, you can both fuck off. Whatever happens, it’s staying between me and Tommy.”
Kevin stared at Patrick, eyes wide in mock horror. “And after we offer to give him a day off too.” He sighed heavily but then nodded at Mike. “Seriously, though, I think it’s a great idea. Think of it like you’re planning one of your scenes.”
Mike liked that idea, liked it a lot. He thought back to his first sexual experiences. Yeah, there was a lot to be said for being with someone who knew what they were doing. And now he’d had a chance to think about it, the idea of being Tommy’s first was turning him on.
“Thanks, guys,” he said sincerely. “Think I’ll do just that.”
He was going to make Tommy’s first time with a guy as pleasurable as he could.
Tommy read through the information on his laptop screen and made some notes.
The notion of studying veterinary science was looking more and more promising.
He wouldn’t have to change the subjects he was already studying for his bachelor’s.
The only one he might need to take on was physics.
But so far, the list of things in his favor was looking good.
His GPA was more than adequate. The College of Veterinary Medicine required letters of recommendation, but that was doable.
His farm experience would certainly help him get through the selection process.
The only thing that made him stop for a moment was the need to have 250 hours of veterinary experience.
His work on the farm only counted as animal experience.
For it to count, he’d have needed to be working under a veterinarian. Then he thought about it some more.
How many years have I been workin’ the farm and helped out Doc Lewis when he’s attended foalings, problems with the cattle, pigs, dogs…? That sure would add up to a helluva lot of hours. And Doc Lewis might be prepared to write him a letter too.