Chapter Four
Dan knew before he even opened his eyes that he wasn't in his own bed. Whatever he was sleeping on was nowhere close to being as comfortable as his mattress. He was also resting his head on someone's thigh.
That wasn't normal for him. While he wasn't opposed to having a little intimate comfort here and there, he didn't bring guys home with him. His room was his escape from the world, and he didn't like to share it with someone he doubted he'd ever see again.
Dan turned his head and glanced up. He was momentarily surprised when he saw Terry. The man's head was resting on the back of the couch, and if the small snores coming from him were any indication, he was asleep.
When Dan went to sit up, Terry whispered, "Sshhh, go back to sleep," and stroked Dan's hair. He didn't lift his head or open his eyes.
Dan grinned and laid his head back down on Terry's thigh. Terry was easy to be around. He was laidback, funny as hell, and very easy on the eyes. Dan enjoyed his company, and had since the very beginning, but lately, he'd started to want more.
He'd been trying to feel Terry out for a couple of weeks now to see if he was interested even just a little bit. He just couldn't tell. Contrary to every romance novel in existence,gaydarwas not real. Or if it was, Dan's was broken.
He was pretty sure Terry was gay from some of the things he'd said, but Terry had never come right out and said he was. Of course, Dan hadn't asked either, or said he was gay.
It was the world's biggest catch-22.
If all they could ever be was friends, then Dan wanted that. He didn't have a lot of friends. But if there was the slightest chance for more, Dan wanted themore. He'd only been living in the house for a little over a month, but it already felt like home. He didn't want to have to leave because he made a mistake and came on to the wrong man.
Which left him in quite the quandary. Did he say something and possibly be rejected and make things awkward between them or keep his mouth shut and always wonder?
Again, a catch-22.
Dan sighed as he stared up at Terry, or at last what he could see of him. The man's head was laidback against the top of the couch. It had been sweet of Terry to sleep sitting up just so he wouldn't wake Dan up.
Terry seemed to go out of his way to be nice, which was why Dan thought he might be interested. He didn't know too many people who went above and beyond unless they were after something, and after knowing Terry for a while, Dan didn't think it was something bad.
Dan turned his head to the side and breathed in deep. He pressed his lips together to keep from moaning. Terry smelled musky, masculine. All man. With his head on Terry's thigh, Dan was up close and personal with Terry's groin. Only a thin piece of fabric separated them.
He could smell everything.
He wanted to bury his face in Terry's groin, and preferably not with the fabric separating them. He bet Terry tasted just as good as he smelled. His eyes drifted closed as he inhaled another deep breath. The mere smell of the man made his dick ache. He couldn't imagine what would happen if he ever got the chance to taste him.
"What are you doing?"
Dan's eyes popped open. His cheeks heated as he glanced up to find Terry staring down at him.
Oh man.
"Uh…"
Was he going to get hit or… Dan's eyes bugged when Terry pushed his jogging pants down far enough for his cock to bounce free.
"If you're going to do it," Terry said, "do it right."
Dan was no dummy. He grinned at Terry before sticking his tongue out and licking a long line up the man's swollen shaft. Terry's shudder encouraged him to do more. Dan licked another line along the full length of Terry's cock, from root to tip.
He rolled over and swallowed Terry's cock all in one motion.
Terry's hands clutched in his hair, and the man let out a long groan. "Holy fuck, Dan. I didn't think you'd really…god…your mouth."
Dan grinned around the dick in his mouth before swallowing again. He worked his mouth up and down, taking in a little bit more each time until his nose brushed against Terry's pubic hair. Dan swallowed the head of Terry's erection, licked the underside, sucked, and moaned around the taste of pre-cum that had spilled from the tiny slit at the tip.
"God, yes," Terry said with a hiss of pleasure.
Dan took Terry deeper, flattening his tongue as he slid the cock to the back of his throat and then took the heated flesh down his throat. Dan eagerly licked at the erection, teasing and stroking Terry cock to some inaudible beat.
He was pushing Terry to a rapid climax, pressing his tongue against Terry's pulsing length. Terry shouted when Dan pulled at his sac and swallowed him down to the root.
