Sean
SEAN
They sat together in silence, watching as the sun slid down until it was only a sliver of light on the horizon. As it drifted, wondered who he was more surprised at, himself or Blake. They had more or less addressed the fact that Blake was not only okay with what had happened at the lodge but was open to the idea of more.
For his part, was more than happy to let that sort of thing happen if it happened. But sitting with Blake on a lonely clifftop, watching the sunset as they cuddled together, was not something he’d expected. The idea of taking Blake out to the cliff had popped into ’s head randomly, an urge to show his friend something beautiful and important to .
Cuddling though? No, he hadn’t expected to sidle up and make himself comfortable. That was the sort of thing you did with someone who wasn’t struggling with their sexuality.
“You know,” Blake said, clearing his throat. “For someone who claims not to be romantic with dudes, you certainly don’t act like it.”
“I never said I wasn’t,” pointed out.
“You said you just don’t.”
“Didn’t. There’s a difference.”
“Oh.”
It had got to the point had to resist the urge to start squirming. While he was happy his sexual advances and flirtations were no longer making Blake uncomfortable, he hadn’t wanted to put something else in its place. There was also no way he was going to let himself get romantic with Blake, and once again, he had to remind himself that was a road to disaster.
nudged him gently. “Don’t read too much into it, Blake. I’m not trying to court you.”
“Wow, there’s an old-fashioned term you don’t get to hear much.”
“I’m an old soul.”
“Or you’re just that old that you still think the term is relevant.”
Snorting, swatted the man’s chest. “At least I know a little self-control and don’t come after a two-minute hand job.”
Blake flopped onto his back, rubbing his chest. “That hurts , truly, you wound me.”
raised a brow. “I didn’t hit you that hard.”
“I meant calling me a fast shooter.”
“You were the one who said it first.”
“Maybe it just means you’re that good.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere.”
Blake continued smiling, but saw something flitting behind the man’s eyes. He was thinking intensely, and knew he wouldn’t have to wait long until he figured out what it was. As much as Blake liked to act as though he had to give things thought, his introspective moments didn’t seem to last very long. respected that, recognizing it as the trait of a man who had learned to roll with the punches and was willing to take risks.
Blake cocked his head, took hold of by the upper arm, and pulled him down swiftly. grunted in surprise as he sprawled over Blake. Before he could do more than grunt in protest and confusion, Blake’s hands were on each side of his head, pulling him into a kiss.
immediately stopped fighting to get his balance, instead allowing himself to lay there and enjoy the moment. It was ironic that the man who was supposed to be the one questioning his sexuality was also the one who wasn’t afraid to be bold. Then again, as pressed himself down against Blake, feeling the sudden presence of the man’s cock straining against his slacks, maybe Blake wasn’t questioning things as much as thought.
“Ooh,” Blake grunted when ground against him. “Your enthusiasm is noted and appreciated.”
“That is the worst dirty talk I’ve ever heard in my life,” teased, nipping at the man’s bottom lip.
“What, should I ask if you like my dick?” Blake asked, throat rumbling with laughter.
“Close. Now try the word cock on for size.”
“I’d rather you try my cock on for size.”
’s eyes widened, and he felt his stomach twist. From the grin on Blake’s face, he would bet that he had broadcast his reaction blatantly. That was fine with , and it was interesting to note that Blake was pleased by seeing ’s arousal.
pushed himself upright, scooting back to straddle Blake’s thighs. “I think I can do that.”
To his growing amusement, Blake bent his arms behind his head, resting on his hands. shook his head, reaching down to undo the snap of the man’s slacks and slide the zipper down. He smirked when he saw neon yellow underwear offset by streaks of black along the waistband.
“Flashy,” commented, running his finger over Blake’s cock.
Blake wriggled at the touch, grinning. “I like colorful underwear.”
“Shame they’re in my way,” said, grabbing the waistband and pulling, using his other hand to reach in and grasp the shaft.
Warmth met his fingertips as he curled them around Blake’s cock, pulling it free from the confines of the underwear. The light was dying quickly, but could still see what he was doing quite clearly, thanks to the moonlight taking over. He would stand by what he’d told Blake at the lodge. The man really did have a nice-looking cock. The fact that it pulsed eagerly in his hand the moment it was free was a bonus.
He ran a thumb over the sensitive tip, smirking when Blake’s hips twitched. His own cock strained against his jeans. Before he got down to business, he reached down and undid the button to his jeans, unzipping them before reaching in to fish his straining cock out. breathed a sigh of relief the moment it was free from the constraining denim.
Blake was watching him intently, eyes darting between where ’s hand was stroking him, ’s face, and then down to his cock. sat there, stroking both of them casually as he let Blake soak in the view. He would have loved to know what was going through his mind, but he was willing to wait. Blake certainly looked like he was enjoying himself, and was about to raise the stakes.
Shifting down to kneel between Blake’s legs, he held himself up with one arm. With his other hand, he gripped the base of Blake’s cock and leaned forward. Blake shuddered, his breath catching sharply when ran his tongue over the leaking head. A soft moan escaped Blake as tasted him and then cried out when he closed his mouth over the tip to suck gently.
He wasn’t done yet, and he pushed forward without warning. The blunt tip of Blake’s cock pushed over his tongue and down into his throat without a moment of hesitation on his part. The soft groan he gave at the sensation of Blake filling his throat was drowned out by the startled and desperate cry from Blake.
Strong fingers pushed into ’s hair as Blake held him tight. His own cock throbbed, hanging beneath him as he slid back, running his tongue over the head before diving down again. He knew he was being merciless, using every trick in his arsenal to drive Blake over the edge.
“Fucking…” Blake panted, hips twitching. “You’re gonna make me shoot again if you keep that up.”
Which was perfectly fine with . He might have teased Blake about his supposed hair-trigger, but had done far more than take it as a compliment. He found Blake getting off so quickly incredibly arousing, and he was going to do his best to make sure it happened again.
Already, Blake’s cock was throbbing against his tongue as he took the man down into his throat again. Above him, Blake’s breathing was heavy and stuttering, barely managing deep groans as worked him over. A few choice curse words were thrown in for extra measure, and knew he had the man at his mercy.
Right up until he felt Blake’s fingers tighten in his hair, holding him in place when he moved to back off Blake’s cock. His eyes widened when Blake pushed up, burying himself in ’s throat with a low growl. Sharp arousal cut through him when the other man reared back, only to push up into his mouth again. Sure, he had to change the timing of when he could take a breath, but he wasn’t going to complain as Blake took over the moment completely, thrusting into ’s throat with desperate need.
It went on for a minute longer before Blake’s grip on his head eased, allowing him to move. “Fuck.”
took that to mean the other man was on the edge of losing it. While he certainly appreciated the other man’s courtesy in giving him a choice to pull off, it wasn’t necessary.
To prove his point, dived down once more, sheathing Blake’s cock in his throat and letting his throat muscles squeeze and work over the sensitive head and shaft. Blake gave a strangled cry, shoving his hips up flush against ’s lips. His cock throbbed, and felt Blake begin to shoot. Without hesitation, he gently pulled back, feeling it pulse and then tasting as cum splashed over his tongue. Not a big believer in making a mess unless necessary, stayed there until Blake finally slumped back, giving a low, pitiful groan.
’s heart still thumped hard when he finally pulled free, careful not to add more sensation to the man’s already sensitive cock. Flopping back onto his ass, wrapped his fingers around his straining cock and began hastily stroking it. Blake sat up, still a little out of breath but moving an instant after he noticed what was doing.
“Be patient with me,” Blake warned, reaching down to knock ’s hand away and wrap his own around the man’s shaft.
opened his mouth to say...well, he wasn’t quite sure what, but Blake spared him by kissing him hard. A groan escaped him as Blake’s lips parted his, tongue sliding over his own. Another low noise escaped him when Blake realized he could still taste himself on ’s tongue. His hips jerked, pushing up into Blake’s hand.
Blake might have been a little gun-shy and worried about his skill, but wasn’t concerned. Blake’s hand on him sent pulses of pleasure through him, and Blake being here with him, doing this with him, was more than enough. And the fact that he had just had Blake groaning and writhing beneath him, cock in ’s throat, was no small factor.
groaned again, stomach tightening and body growing hot. Crying out softly into Blake’s mouth, his orgasm burst through him. Cock pulsing, he felt warmth spatter against his arm and groin as he came hard, pressing even more fiercely into the kiss. Mind blissfully blank, he gave in to the moment, smelling the mixture of Blake’s cologne, the sea, and the nearby woods.
When it was over, Blake slowly pulled his hand away, staring down at himself and snorting. “Well, I guess we dirtied your slacks last time. I suppose it was my turn.”
glanced down, catching stains on the man’s gray slacks in the moonlight. “Ah, well, that’s why dry cleaning exists.”
They cleaned themselves up as best they could, and thought Blake might suddenly be in a hurry to get home. Instead, once he was done, Blake flopped back onto the grass, staring at the moon overhead.
“You know,” Blake said, cocking his head. “I honestly thought stuff like that would be weird or hard.”
“I’ll refrain from the obvious joke,” said, settling beside him.
Blake snorted. “I just...it was weird when I realized it was nice when you did that sleep thing and then that I liked you hitting on me. And yeah, it was weird when you jerked me off, but none of it was bad weird, just weird.”
“Different,” supplied.
“Yeah. But that? That wasn’t weird, or well, it was only weird because it wasn’t. Does that make sense?”
“It doesn’t have to be weird if you don’t want to be.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
“No, I don’t think it’s weird that you didn’t find it weird. It tells me you expected yourself to feel one way about it, and now you don’t. I think that’s normal for many things, especially something like this.”
“Something like learning I might not be as straight as I thought?” Blake asked, grinning at .
“That would be one of those things, yes,” said with a small smile.
Blake wrapped an arm around ’s waist, pulling him close as though it were the most natural thing in the world. “I could see myself getting used to it, though. It’s nice...real nice.”
said nothing, content to relax against Blake’s side and stare at the ocean. The truth was, he could get used to it as well, very used to it. To listen to Blake talk, could almost find himself growing to love it.
It had only been a few minutes ago he’d been chiding himself for daring to think about having feelings for Blake that went beyond casual sex and friendship. But to hear Blake talk, the man was considering that his sexuality was a little more open than just curiosity. That opened a door that had been reminding himself was closed to him.
Now, he wasn’t so sure. The worst part, even as his mind told him it could be the best part, was that he could see himself easily falling for someone like Blake.
After a moment, he thought he might already be halfway there.