6. Chapter 6 #2
Ezra looked in Jake’s eyes for a second or two, then he leaned in.
Jake closed his eyes and felt the soft press of Ezra’s lips against his.
Then he did it again, just not as soft. Then he tilted his head to the side and surprised Jake by kissing Jake’s top lip.
Then his bottom one. Then Jake felt the tip of Ezra’s tongue graze his lips.
Jake opened his mouth and Ezra’s tongue slipped inside, sliding around and exploring, and Jake let out a groan before he could stop himself.
Ezra’s arms came around him, and Jake had visions of fireworks and walks on beaches and all that crap. He’d never had a kiss like this in his life. When Ezra pulled away, Jake felt like he’d been turned right side up from being upside down.
“Was it okay?” Ezra asked.
“Uh, yeah,” Jake replied, his head spinning. “It was… okay.”
Ezra smiled. “Good.”
It felt like Ezra was going to take his arms away, so Jake said quickly, “But maybe one more time. You know, just to make sure.”
“Well, okay, but—”
Jake kissed him before he could finish. He kissed and kissed and kissed Ezra deep and long and kind of messy.
He put his tongue in Ezra’s mouth and curled it against Ezra’s tongue.
He sucked on Ezra’s bottom lip. And then a sound came from Ezra, a cross between a grunt and a groan, that made Jake’s dick strain against his jeans.
Ezra could probably tell, because Jake could feel Ezra’s bulge poking him in the hip.
Ezra pulled away again and this time he looked dizzy. “Better?”
“Uh huh.” Jake was so turned on he could hardly see straight. His cock was aching, and he didn’t really want to use this moment to think about why that was, since he’d never been turned on by a man before. “So, uh, is that all you’re gonna do with him?”
Ezra blinked. His lips were all red now. “What do you mean?”
“Like, what if he wanted to do this?” Jake slowly slid his hand down Ezra’s front and cupped his arousal.
Ezra let out a small gasp. “Then, I guess I’d do this.” He did the exact same thing as Jake, and Jake’s erection was borderline painful now.
Jake stared into Ezra’s eyes. “What if he said he wanted to… to jerk you off?” He licked his lips. “What if he told you he wanted to suck your dick?”
Ezra’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. “Then I’d let him.”
“Would you do it to him too?”
Ezra nodded slowly.
There were a handful of seconds where neither of them moved, then there was a flurry of sleeves being tugged, belts unbuckling, zippers unzipping.
Jake got tangled up in his shirt, trying to take it off, even though he didn’t really need to, and when he finally had it over his head, Ezra had already pulled down his pants.
They were bunched around his ankles so when he tried to take a step, he tripped and fell on Ezra, knocking him onto his bed.
They fell so that Jake was on top and Ezra was underneath.
“Sorry. I’m sorry,” Jake said as he adjusted himself to kick off his pants onto the floor. And then he saw Ezra’s dick. “Holy shit.”
Ezra was hung like a fucking horse. Jake couldn’t believe he’d been packing this whole time. And Ezra’s big cock was swelling up, all flushed and veiny. Jake had never in his life touched another guy’s dick, but he didn’t hesitate at all to wrap his hand around Ezra’s and squeeze.
Ezra groaned. Precum dribbled from the tip and Jake used it as lube as he slowly stroked his hand up and down the shaft. Ezra propped himself up on his elbows and watched Jake’s hand, squeezing, watching more beads of precum leak out of the tip.
“You want me to get you off?” Jake asked, and Ezra gave him a desperate nod.
Jake had already spit on his palm when he remembered that he had actual lube somewhere, but he moved his hand up and down, slow and steady.
He leaned over to kiss Ezra’s neck while he jerked him off.
He wasn’t sure why he was doing that part.
It wasn’t like this was anything more than practice, right?
Ezra groaned again, and Jake felt it against his lips on Ezra’s neck and it was so hot .
Jake did some of the stuff on Ezra that he liked.
Squeezing the base, bringing his hand up to rub the tip, making little circles over the slit with his thumb.
He even teased Ezra’s balls a little bit.
It was working. Ezra was fucking his dick into Jake’s hand.
Then Jake felt Ezra’s hand brushing against his straining cock. Ezra tentatively wrapped his fingers around it, and Jake groaned in encouragement.
“Yes,” he breathed. “Yes, please. Just like that, Ezra.”
Ezra’s strokes were hesitant, with starts and stops, until he got a rhythm going, but Jake felt like Ezra could do whatever he wanted and he’d still get off. The whole thing was driving Jake crazy.
“Oh shit,” Jake whimpered. “So good, Ezra. That feels so good.”
Ezra drew in a hissing breath through his teeth and turned his head the same time Jake moved his head from his neck, and their mouths connected.
It wasn’t really a kiss. More like Ezra’s open mouth against Jake’s open mouth—until Ezra flicked his tongue into Jake’s mouth.
The kiss was desperate, with Jake whimpering into Ezra’s mouth, and Ezra nipping at his bottom lip.
Jake knew he was going to blow, but something occurred to him in his near-orgasm haze.
He slowed his hand on Ezra’s dick, which made Ezra’s hips buck in frustration. Jake got off the bed and down on his knees. He grabbed Ezra’s hips to scoot him to the edge of the bed. He got in between Ezra’s knees.
“Oh my god,” Ezra murmured as if he couldn’t believe what was about to happen.
Jake opened his mouth and slid his tongue under the head of Ezra’s cock, licking up a stream of precum.
“Oh, god, oh, fuck,” Ezra stuttered out, his hand grabbing Jake’s shoulder.
Jake wrapped his lips around the head. There was a lot of precum.
Ezra’s monster dick was like a leaky faucet, and he was liable to erupt any second, but Jake wanted to try this.
Not just out of his own curiosity, but to make Ezra feel good too.
And this counted as practice. Because Ezra should practice how it might feel if Sean were to suck his dick.
Yeah, that was it. Jake decided that was the reason he was on his knees right now, sucking off Ezra Mitchell in his own bedroom.
As Jake moved his head up and down, attempting take more of Ezra’s cock when he went down, he reached for his own cock. His balls tingled the second he wrapped his free hand around himself. It probably wasn’t going to be long before he blew his load either.
Jake then alternated between sucking Ezra’s dick and licking it.
Dragging his tongue up the shaft and over the tip.
Jake had that technique done to him once and he liked it, so he thought Ezra might like it too.
And Ezra liked it, all right. He groaned and panted, and his hips were starting to buck a little bit, like he wanted to fuck Jake’s mouth, but was still trying to be polite.
Jake felt Ezra’s hands in his hair, tugging, and Jake groaned around Ezra’s dick.
“Oh, god, Jake! You’re making me come,” Ezra whimpered and a second later, he was shooting against the roof of Jake’s mouth.
Jake didn’t know what to do at first. He was worried he might choke, so he pulled off a little, making some of Ezra’s cum dribble down the corners of his lips and his chin.
But he let Ezra finish in his mouth. And he swallowed.
Something else he’d never thought he’d do, but they were only practicing, right?
Or Ezra was. Jake was helping Ezra practice coming in Sean’s mouth.
But then Jake’s brain didn’t like the thought of Sean sucking Ezra’s dick. Fuck no. So, he just erased Sean from the entire scenario.
And replaced Sean with himself.
The grip Ezra had on Jake’s hair loosened.
His cock began to soften, and Jake pulled away.
Ezra’s dick was glistening with cum and saliva.
Jake continued to jerk himself, looking at it.
He wondered, with it all slick like that, what it would feel like sliding inside him.
He wondered, after Ezra had it all the way in, if Ezra would fuck him slow and gentle or good and hard.
He groaned loudly at the thoughts, fisting his cock until he felt Ezra’s hand on his shoulder.
“Did you come?” Ezra asked.
“I’m close,” Jake said through gritted teeth.
“Here,” Ezra said, tugging Jake up. “Let me.”
As soon as Jake was on his feet, his dick right at Ezra’s face, Ezra slid his lips over Jake’s cock and began to suck like a goddamn Hoover.
“Oh, fuck!” He grabbed Ezra’s sexy new haircut with both hands and pulled, when what he really wanted to do was jackhammer Ezra’s mouth.
Just like he really wanted to prolong this blow job, but three bobs of Ezra’s head and the hot suction of his mouth had Jake quaking and unloading so fast that he saw all the stars. And some planets too.
He looked down to see Ezra’s lips around his cock, Ezra’s eyes closed, and Ezra’s hand on his hip, just taking his load.
Jake wondered if Ezra would take it if Jake were to come inside him.
The thought of that made Jake jizz again, but then Jake ran his fingers through Ezra’s hair as his orgasm ebbed and his dick got soft.
He pulled out of Ezra’s mouth, and Ezra looked up at him, the tip of his tongue swiping some of Jake’s cum from the corner of his mouth.
Jake’s knees buckled and he turned and fell on his bed, landing on his side.
Ezra laid down beside him. A few minutes passed.
Ezra looked at him, and he looked at Ezra.
Jake couldn’t believe he’d just blown and got blown by a guy.
This was something he’d never thought about or wanted before until now. Until Ezra.
The idea, the suggestion, of what this might mean was creeping around the edges of his thoughts. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to fully face it just yet.
After a minute or so, Ezra said, “So. Was it all… okay?”
Jake stared at him. “More than okay.” And he’d do more. A lot more. Jake hadn’t done anal with anyone before, but he’d stuck a finger up his hole while masturbating a time or two just to see. The first time, he wasn’t impressed. The second time, holymotherfuckinghellandahalf.
Jake bet he could make Ezra feel that way.
“Um,” Ezra said. “I didn’t mean for us to…” He gestured between them. “I’m sorry if I—”
“Oh, no. Don’t apologize,” Jake said. “It was just, um, for practice.”
“Right. Practice.”
“Yep.”
“Yep.”
For a few slightly uncomfortable minutes, they lay silently on Jake’s bed.
Jake didn’t know what to say. Everything he thought of sounded stupid.
Should he compliment Ezra on his blow job skills, maybe?
Or ask Ezra if his blow job skills were okay?
In a way, Jake couldn’t comprehend what he’d just done.
And in another way, he was excited about doing it again.
But… the next time Ezra did this, it would probably be with Sean.
He felt the burn of jealousy in his gut at the thought.
Ezra sat up. “I should probably get going.”
Jake sat up too. “You sure?”
Ezra looked around for his clothes and began to get dressed. “Yeah. I’ve got a project to work on, and, um… some other stuff.”
“Oh. Okay.” Jake didn’t know how to feel as he watched Ezra get ready to leave. He had some movies they could watch. Clerks. Dazed and Confused. Empire Records. He had Romeo + Juliet too, but nobody knew because he hid the tape behind all the other tapes.
Ezra looked around for his bookbag, then picked it up. “Well… guess I’ll see you.”
“Hold on a sec.” Jake got up and put on his boxers. “I’ll walk you out.”
And the downstairs TV had cable. It was basic cable, but still. They could watch something. Dawson’s Creek might be on. Not that Jake knew or watched it or whatever. He’d just heard.
But Ezra was going. He went to the door with Jake behind him, and he turned as he grabbed the knob. “Thanks for… well, you know.”
Jake nodded. “Yeah. Sure.”
Ezra lingered and Jake leaned in just a little because he wanted to kiss Ezra, but Ezra didn’t lean in too. Instead, Ezra opened the door and walked out.
And Jake just stood there, in his boxers, all alone, and feeling kind of cold.