“Oh, um, he rode home with me Friday night.” Victor frantically ran through his brain for plausible reasons he could tell his mom. He definitely couldn’t go with the truth. He refused to look at his mom. “His car wouldn’t start and he texted me since I was going back too.”
“Oh dear,” his mom whispered. “I hope it isn’t anything major. Maybe your dad can go out with him to jump it off or something.”
“I’ll ask him,” Victor said. “I’m going to go see what he wants.”
Victor moved quickly to get in his car and start it. He triedto not drive up too fast, and keep in mind that he could see his mom watching him in the rearview mirror. Tawson was a sight as he pulled up next to him. He had a slight sheen of sweat on his face. He was wearing a pair of blue basketball shorts and sandals, with a tank top on. He looked incredible.
Victor rolled his window down when Tawson stopped. “You know, normally I wouldn’t pick someone up on the side of the road, but there are so many things going through my mind that we could do right now.”
Tawson laughed and leaned one hand against the top of Victor’s car door, leaning in slightly. As much as Victor wanted to lean closer and kiss him, they were still in plain view of his mom. If she was still outside. She was probably calling his dad to ask if he could help Tawson out. The move, though, sent a whiff of Tawson’s scent through the car.
“I don’t normally take people up on their offers for rides, but I could make an exception this one time.”
“The urge to kiss you is strong right now,” Victor said. “But I don’t know if my mom is still on the porch. Were you actually needing something? You could have just texted me.”
“Oh, no.” He stood back up and grabbed the front of his shirt to fan himself. “I was honestly just getting some walking in. I’ve been grading papers all morning. And maybe drinking my coffee while watching his hot guy work with the horses this morning.”
“You think my uncle is hot?” Victor asked, screwing up his face in fake disgust. “That’s gross. And he’s taken.”
Tawson scoffed and looked back toward the main house. He was smiling when he looked back at Victor. He leaned down closer into the open window. “Kiss me. No one’s looking.” Victor smiled into the kiss. It was nothing more than lips,short and sweet. “You are the only one I was watching. I can promise you that.”
“So.” Victor sat back in the seat when Tawson stood back up. “I kind of panicked and told my mom that your car is still on campus. Made an excuse that your car wouldn’t start. So, I mean, if youwantedto make an excuse that you needed me to take you somewhere, I’m all yours.”
“I love the sound of that,” Tawson said. “And I know just how we could spend the day. I’m thinking laundry. And shopping. And meal prepping.”
“I’ll be more than happy to watch you do all of that,” Victor said with a sly grin. “If you need to though, I’ll go let my mom know and we can steal some hours away. I have a little bit of homework I need to do anyway so I can do that while you wash clothes.”
“Sounds great,” Tawson said. “I’ll head back to my house if you want to meet me in about twenty minutes. I’ll get everything together.”
“It’s a date,” Victor said.
Tawson reached through the window and brushed his hand across Victor’s cheek. Victor leaned into the touch. “Mmm, no Princess. You’ll know when I’m taking you on a date.”
Victor’s cheeks heated at those words. God, he was a goner. He knew it. The way he felt with Tawson was like nothing he ever expected. And the thought of going on an actual date? Victor was totally down for that.
“Alright, well, thanks for that boner.” Victor could feel himself growing in his own shorts at just the thought of a date and what they could do afterward. “I’ll be back. Also, sorry if my dad calls you to offer to help with your car. You can just tell him that I’ll take you back Monday morning.”
“Thanks for the heads up,” Tawson said. “And I’ll help you with your situation later.”
Victor made quick work of turning back around and letting his mom know the plan. He was set to help in the barn once more this evening but that was hours away. Victor grabbed his backpack from his room and shoved his books and notebook in there. He did plan on getting some work done today. His mom gave him a quick hug before he went back out to the car. He really tried to downplay his excitement to hang out with Tawson in front of her.
He didn’t bother turning his car off when he pulled up and made his way to the door. He knew Tawson could see him pull up, but Victor wanted a minute with him. He didn’t get a chance to knock before the door was pulled open and a shirtless Tawson was right in front of him, pulling Victor into the house.
“Fuck,” Victor moaned, letting the word run longer than necessary. Tawson’s lips pressed against Victor’s in a fervor of a kiss. Victor parted his lips immediately. His body sagged against the door and Tawson’s arms wrapped around him to hold him up. He pushed his tongue into Victor’s mouth, taking everything he wanted without any of the sweetness they’d had before. Victor was already hard, his body immediately reacting to the way Tawson was taking control and taking it so quickly.
“I missed you this morning,” Tawson whispered when he finally pulled back to take a breath. His words trailed over Victor’s ear and down his neck. Tawson peppered his skin with small kisses. His hands slid under Victor’s shirt. “I swear I’ve never been this crazy before. Baby, you are amazing.”
“Same to you,” Victor said. “I’m totally regretting leaving my car running.”
Tawson pulled back, a slight frown on his lips. But then itdisappeared and Victor’s breath caught in his throat when the older man sank to his knees and, with no preamble, pulled his shorts to his knees. “We’ll have to make this quick then. I need to taste you again.”
And quick it was. Embarrassingly quick. Tawson definitely had no problem taking Victor’s cock all the way and he used that to his advantage. Tawson’s tongue was magic. Victor cursed into the room when he shot down Tawson’s throat in less than five minutes. And if his dick didn’t twitch when Tawson stood up and kissed him once again. He could taste his own cum on Tawson’s tongue and god, it was hot.
“We should get going,” Tawson said easily.
Victor situated his pants and then grabbed the laundry detergent Tawson pointed to. Victor was still trying to come back from that intense orgasm when he settled behind the steering wheel and Tawson rested his hand on his upper thigh.
They drove in easy silence into Fairwind and parked outside of the laundromat. “I’m going to put the clothes in the washer. Do you want to go to Albert’s and get some food?”
