Chapter 21
CHAPTER 21
E zra shivered at the heat aimed at him. He wasn’t a good flirt. He never understood when people batted their eyes or joked with him that they meant something else. After spending the past couple of days with Chaz, the gentle jokes and teasing become a beacon. And he began copying Chaz in a more natural manner. Who would have thought he could chat with someone he had a crush on? Not him, that was for sure.
The fear that had surrounded him since leaving the large estate had dissipated, and breathing wasn’t a chore. Chaz’s watchfulness and being in Ezra’s space saved Ezra. “I never considered that.”
“You are, though. Never hoped I’d find someone who’d suit me so well. And yet here you are.” Chaz lowered himself to the coffee table while shaking his head.
“You too. I followed your reports, and I never ever thought, never even had an inkling, that this’d be possible. Are we doing this?” Ezra pushed himself to a sitting position. This felt like a serious conversation, and lounging seemed to be a terrible idea.
“I’d like to see where it goes. So yeah. And are you sure? I don’t want you to do anything that makes you feel pressured. The shower and tub thing I pushed hard, and I sort of regret it.” The stark honesty and Chaz’s clenched fists helped Ezra decide.
Testing out a possible relationship with a guy he barely knew had the potential to be a red flag walking, but Ezra was eager to try. Chaz was… Chaz was a dream come true. “I’d like to finish what we started. You mentioned something about a bed?”
Chaz nearly fell off the coffee table as his jaw dropped. Ezra hadn’t meant to surprise him, but the conversation called for honesty. Chaz shouldn’t have been that shocked. They were flirting.
“Holy shit. Jeez, Ez. You go from zero to one hundred in a single bound, don’t you?” Chaz muttered as he pushed himself up. The sting from Chaz’s words had Ezra blushing and falling to the couch. He had thought they were on the same page, but apparently not.
“I’m sorry. I was trying to be proactive.” Ezra rubbed his fingers against the soft fabric of the couch, anything to avoid Chaz. “Isn’t this what you want?”
“Yes! Hell yes! Of course. I was going to attempt to romance you. A bit of dinner, some wine. The light dims. I tease you mercilessly, and we take our glasses to the deck and neck with each other as the rain falls.”
“I like plans. I like food too.” Ezra bit his lip. He loved what Chaz had attempted to do. It was sweet and geared toward his comfort. “I was trying to get the sex stuff out of the way so it’d be… out of the way. Then we could go about our normal lives.”
Chaz slid from the table to the couch so fast Ezra blinked, and there he was. He sat frozen while Chaz caressed his cheek with one hand and held Ezra’s with the other. “Oh, no. There would be no setting it aside, my sweets. You’d be so chill and relaxed we wouldn’t be eating until tomorrow.”
Ezra swallowed. He hadn’t thought that far. He was so nervous that he barely got to the part in his imagination where kissing became more than just lips meeting. Shaking them off, taking the bull by the horns, Ezra leaned toward Chaz and puckered up. He kissed the shock from Chaz’s mouth, tasting the minty awesomeness. Ezra changed his angle slightly and wiggled closer until their legs brushed. Fireworks and explosions danced through his body from one touch of their lips.
Chaz held tight to Ezra’s shirt, remaining still. He wasn’t a statue since his thumbs swept the sensitive skin along Ezra’s side, forming goose bumps and fluttering butterflies. Chaz followed Ezra’s lead briefly until he curled a hand along Ezra’s jaw and tipped sideways to the plush couch. Ezra moaned as gravity caused everything to soar.
Ezra grappled for any hold on Chaz. He ached to caress Chaz and see what his touch did to Chaz. The emotions were there, tantalizingly out of reach. Kissing Chaz, feeling his warm skin under Ezra’s palms, brought those tricky sparks closer to the surface. If anyone could ensure Ezra held onto his lust, it’d be Chaz.
They kissed and caressed each other until Ezra’s blood was warm and he had a small fire burning in the pit of his stomach. Chaz leaned away briefly to peer into Ezra’s eyes. Whatever he saw had him smiling, which in turn relaxed Ezra even more.
Chaz pulled his hoodie off and threw it to the other side of the room, leaving him in his soft lounge pants, which basically meant nudity. Chaz’s body was on full display, his pants moulding around his impressive package. He remembered what Chaz’s dick felt like when they were in the shower together and how magnificent it was when Chaz jumped from shower to tub. His cock was a powerful tool, tanned and thick, nothing like his own. Though Ezra didn’t think his dick was anything to sneeze at. It was different.
“What’s going on in your head?” Chaz whispered as he peppered kisses along Ezra’s jaw. Ezra tipped his chin up, allowing Chaz more access. The sensation of Chaz’s teeth was addicting. Whatever Chaz was doing sent a fever rush of blood to his dick.
“You make me burn. I want to sit back and savour, but I want to play too. I don’t know how to do anything,” Ezra confessed. Better to get the truth out. This was more permanent than outside in the middle of the forest. “What if I fuck up?”
“You won’t… unless we hit your nose, and you start bleeding.”
Not exactly what Ezra wished to hear.
“Sorry, sorry, terrible time to be funny. We’re here in my house, safe and warm. What could go wrong?” Ezra twitched at Chaz’s casual use of his phrase, unsure of what to do. He thought it was never to be spoken.
Chaz nuzzled the side of Ezra’s jaw while his hands mapped out Ezra’s torso. It was heady, letting someone else find his pleasure spots. Slightly ticklish too. Ezra tried to keep still as Chaz thumbed his nipples before travelling to his stomach. One caress below his belly and his foot kicked out. Chaz barely managed to dodge the flying limb and removed his hand from Ezra’s pelvis.
“Sorry. Knee-jerk reaction.” Ezra took a deep breath and stared at the exposed beams in Chaz’s living room. They helped centre his wayward thoughts while Chaz lay beside him, caressing his arms and waiting patiently. Ezra turned his head and placed his mouth on Chaz’s, kissing him lightly. Chaz toned the emotional onslaught down, allowing Ezra to crank the heat up on his terms. Ezra touched Chaz’s bare chest, stunned at how different the pectorals were from his own.
He could do this. No pressure. He liked Chaz. He wanted this. He longed to experience a romantic evening with foreplay and other activities. Ezra had to stop comparing himself to Chaz. Ezra kissed from Chaz’s chin to his collarbone. The warm scent of freshly washed skin wafted around Ezra, keeping him in the moment. He wondered if the scent would get stronger the lower he went. What could Chaz say if he asked?
Chaz had his hand on the couch cushion and his eyes closed. His skin was flushed as Ezra studied him. No one was saying this was wrong, or that Chaz was bored out of his gourd. So, he kissed the warm centre of Chaz’s chest. The dusting of chest hair was odd, but the skin was pure Chaz. It smelled like Chaz and tasted like how Ezra imagined, spicy and grumpy with a dash of mint. That was a bit fanciful. Ezra dotted kisses across Chaz’s torso and found the pebbled nipples. He licked them, curious to see what the fuss was. Chaz sucked in air, and Ezra froze.
“It’s okay. Just surprised me. Fuck, Ezra, you’re turning me on so fast.” Chaz ran his hand over Ezra’s hair before gripping it and tugging him close. The kiss was hard, with a slip of the tongue and a nip of the teeth.
Chaz’s movements broke Ezra’s brain briefly while his body woke up with a vengeance. It wanted. It ached for more of what Chaz offered. Ezra gripped his cock tight, warning it to hold off a little longer. He hoped to learn more about Chaz before coming. Once he ejaculated, Ezra wouldn’t have the desire to continue anymore. The desire and the urges would go away, like they always did.
Ezra kissed Chaz once on the lips before going down Chaz’s soft middle. Ezra swallowed. Would Chaz kick him like Ezra had done? What lay beyond the elastic waistband? He could feel the heat pouring out from the fabric, telling him of the possible danger below.
“Ezra, you did this before. Remember? Stop thinking and start enjoying. There’s no wrong thing to do. What makes you happy? Play around.”
“I don’t want to lose this. What if?—“
“Shh, it’s okay. Listen to your body. Follow its desires, and maybe something interesting will happen. This is not a test or interview.” Chaz bussed Ezra once. “What turns you on, will turn me on too. This is your show. All I do is add flair to the experience, alright?”
Ezra nodded and rested against Chaz’s stomach. He needed a breather as there was so much pressure to follow through on Chaz’s suggestions. He'd done this sexy stuff with Chaz only yesterday. Why was it a big deal now?”
“I don’t want to screw up.”
“I know. And you can’t, unless you hurt your face. That’s not allowed.” Chaz kissed Ezra’s hand before settling on the couch. He lifted his hands above his head and gripped the armrest. “I will not move my arms from this spot. If you wish to gaze upon my hot bod, that’s fine. I can handle it. Your gaze will arouse me and then you’ll have to deal with my steel hard dick as it reacts to you licking your lips.”
“What?” Ezra chuckled. His cheeks heated as he imagined Chaz’s scenario. He’d never do that, would he? “That’s not?—”
“Dude, stop worrying. Listen to what your heart says.” Chaz shifted on the couch, drawing Ezra’s attention to him. Ezra’s mouth watered at the sight of Chaz lying there, his arms above his head. He had free rein to do what he wanted to the toned body with a muscled abdomen. God, he was fantastic-looking.
Ezra’s fingers buzzed as he searched for the best place to start. He leaned forward and caressed the edge of Chaz’s ribs. He stopped as Chaz hissed. When Chaz nodded, Ezra relaxed at the smile shining at him. He was doing well.
Ezra trailed his finger along the ridges of Chaz’s ribs, feeling the choppy breaths as he explored. Chaz never moved as promised. A damp heat radiated against his wrist as Ezra geared up to brave the newly discovered territory.
Why did touching another man’s privates have to be so scary? The body parts were similar to his own. Ezra grabbed his dick on a frequent basis. It was there, ready and waiting. But the pressure to compare was immense.
“Deep breaths, Ez. You don’t have to do this. If this isn’t in the game plan, that’s okay. It’s more than alright,” Chaz whispered. Ezra shook his head. No, this was dumb. He was a grown man. He could give pleasure to someone. Chaz was right there. And he trusted Ezra. Or believed in him.
Ezra scrubbed a hand across his head, desperate to get beyond this fucking wall. Inhaling, he placed the flat of his palm on the outside of Chaz’s underwear. The rough cotton was familiar. The heat coming through the fabric wasn’t, but that was okay. He patted the bulge before curling his fingers. The tip of Chaz’s cock peeked out from the waistband and grazed Ezra’s wrist, stamping him. Ezra drew in a shuddering breath as he tugged on the piece of clothing. With Chaz’s help, he exposed Chaz’s thick shaft. It was veiny and dark, different in every way from Ezra’s. The top was a deep red and dribbled precum. The realization he had done that to Chaz hit Ezra hard. It was as Chaz said. Despite Ezra’s uncertainty, this was turning Chaz on.
Seeing the erection and the evidence of Chaz’s arousal pooling at the tip, Ezra’s curiosity took over. He leaned and nuzzled the silken heat. It smelled like Chaz, sending his wavering arousal to the sky. He licked the soft head and discovered the unique taste of a lust-driven man. Ezra wrapped his long fingers around Chaz’s cock and gave it a gentle squeeze. The heartfelt "fuck" made him grin. Glancing up, he confirmed what his ears heard. Chaz was enjoying this.
Confidence restored, Ezra stroked Chaz slowly. The cursing came out in a rush as Ezra teased Chaz. The slower, the tighter, the better. It was fun playing with Chaz. Ezra continued the hand job, watching as Chaz fought to stay grounded. He ached to take Chaz into his mouth, to see what it was like, giving someone a proper blow job. But the pain in his sinuses reminded that some activities were better suited for another time. Because there would be another time.
Chaz growled and lowered one hand. He rested it high on Ezra’s thigh. The way he dug his fingers into the muscle made Ezra shiver. Chaz was at his boiling point. Something was on the cusp of happening, and it was because of Ezra.
“Chaz?”
“I need to touch you, so consider this your warning!” Chaz sat up and pushed Ezra lightly. His shirt was shoved under his chin, and Chaz was between his legs. Ezra hadn’t expected Chaz to move as fast as he did.
“What?” Ezra had his arms out, unsure of where to put them. Did Chaz want Ezra to copy him and place them above his head? Oh no, he couldn’t do that.
“Shh, let me,” Chaz whispered as he pressed his rock-hard dick against Ezra’s. The sensation reminded Ezra of being in the bush, lying on twigs and dirt, as Chaz blew his mind. Chaz snaked a hand between them and held their cocks together. The two body parts touching each other sent lightning bolts up and down Ezra’s spine. This was new. Especially as Chaz stroked them at the same time. The friction was out of this world. Ezra counted sheep and stars to stave off the impending climax. He longed to savour these feelings. They were so rare that to have them was to celebrate.
“Chaz, I want to come,” Ezra whispered against Chaz’s neck. A fire pooled in his belly, pulsing with his heartbeat as his cock grew painfully hard under Chaz’s ministrations.
“Can you wait a tiny bit longer? Make the pleasure last? It’ll be so much sweeter, I promise.” Chaz released Ezra’s cock. He rolled to the ground and manhandled Ezra into a sitting position. Soon, his underwear was off. The couch’s fabric was cool against his ass, and he became shy and unsure about Chaz’s plans. The swiftness of Chaz’s actions cooled his ardour. This was new territory for him.
Ezra breathed in and out, trying to keep his intake steady. He trusted Chaz. This was Chaz’s wheelhouse, and he knew what he was doing. Ezra listened to Chaz’s cues and dropped his head back on the plush seat. Why would anyone want to put up with this? It was a lot of waiting.
“Ez, focus on me. You’re drifting.” Chaz planted a kiss on his upper chest and another on the hinge of his jaw. “We good?”
“I’m not sure anymore.”
“Okay, so I might have jumped the gun. But we can fix this.” Chaz caressed Ezra on the stomach. The touch soothed him instead of making him jump. Chaz stroked his belly while continuing to hold Ezra’s dick, sweeping his thumb across the top.
“I’m sorry.”
Chaz ignored Ezra’s apology and started at the point where Ezra found the most joy. Somehow, Chaz knew what turned Ezra on and kept him revved up without sacrificing his own pleasure. God, sex was so fucking complicated.
Ezra slowly returned to the precipice he’d lost sight of. It was right there with Chaz waiting for him. Chaz’s hand on his cock, his lips were on Ezra’s. His desire to come only required a little push. But what if…
“Goddamnit, Ezra, stop thinking,” Chaz growled as he squirmed down to Ezra’s belly. He dotted kisses along his waist before kissing the tip of his cock. The heat from Chaz’s mouth and the sweep of his tongue along the slit was too much. Ezra wriggled at the touch, trying to find purchase while his thoughts catapulted to the stratosphere.
Chaz made sure to keep Ezra’s hips still as he brought Ezra closer and closer to that shining moment. God, he was amazing. He might be impatient and sort of a hair trigger, but he knew what Ezra longed for.
Chaz nipped the sensitive rim before licking it, and Ezra screeched into his hand. He did it again, and after each time, the bites were a little sharper and in a different spot. He ached to come from Chaz’s misbehaviour, but he had to have more of it. His curiosity grew more desperate as he thought of other adventurous tortures Chaz would do, not that he could be more specific. Porn had never been his interest, and he never learned what went beyond Tab A and Slot B. “Chaz!”
He met Chaz’s eyes. Unholy glee glittered in them as he swallowed all of Ezra’s dick. They never lost connection as Chaz scraped his teeth along the shaft. Evil and love intertwined in Chaz’s gaze as he slid his hand underneath Ezra’s ass. The pad of one finger rested on his hole. Ezra didn’t know what Chaz planned. The man was a tease, and God, Ezra was thrilled to be a part of his life.
With a pop, Chaz pulled off and sat up. He kissed Ezra on the mouth and grinned. The taste was salty and interesting. “You ready, Ezzy-baby?”
“Don’t call–” A damp finger pressed against his hole as Chaz took his cock deep, sucking as he did. Ezra’s universe shrank to Chaz. He had no time to warn Chaz as he came hard. Ezra arched his body as he went supernova. Nothing was left of his mind as he melted on the couch. His thoughts were white and static-y as he shuddered. He opened his eyes to discover Chaz stroking his cock feverishly. The sight was hot and awkward.
“Chaz.” He patted his belly. Maybe this wasn’t the greatest plan, but the way Chaz lit up told Ezra otherwise.
Chaz settled on the cradle of Ezra’s lap, careful not to touch Ezra’s cock. He peered deep into Ezra’s eyes and stroked himself once more. He whispered hot words to Ezra, telling him how delicious it was to watch Ezra find his pleasure. That Ezra unloading was the best thing he’d ever witnessed. Ezra whined as he tried to bury his face, but the magnetic gaze had him frozen in place. As Chaz spoke, interest stirred once more, shocking him as he became harder with every word. A smirk graced Chaz’s face as he rested his ass right on Ezra’s hard cock. He wriggled and discovered another urge to fuck.
The tone of Chaz’s words shifted to desperation as he rotated on Ezra’s body while his hand moved ever faster on his cock. He swore as he came, his essence landing on Ezra’s torso in a rapid-fire volley. After the last spurt, Chaz fell forward, dropping hard on Ezra.
“Sorry, that wasn’t nice of me.” Chaz placed a damp kiss on Ezra’s cheek.
“S’okay. You alright?” Ezra wrapped his arms around Chaz. His skin was cool to the touch, and Ezra hoped a hug would warm him.
“Give me a minute, and we can find out. That was fucking amazing, Ez.” Chaz kissed him on the mouth, his tongue sweeping in and tangling with Ezra’s. Though he was a little confused at how quickly Chaz recovered, Ezra returned the kiss fervently. He liked Chaz and what he made Ezra feel.