“If it was the game I was thinking about, it’d be no sweat. The problem is everything else that I can’t worry about right now,” I reminded him. I looked around to make sure we were still alone before going any further. “Mace had a meeting with his lawyers this morning, and then my mother called me when I got here. I went down there yesterday because you kept saying I needed to fix things with him, and I didn’t do that either.”
“You know better than to answer her calls,” he scolded me. “And as for Mason, you need to learn to leave your personal shit in your locker, the same way the other guys have to do. If you’re thinking about home while you’re out on the mound, we’re all screwed. You’ve waited this long to talk to him, a few more hours won’t kill you.”
“Thanks for the pep talk.” I stood and threw my crumpled paper sack into the garbage. The guys gave me a hard time for stopping by a little deli before every home game, but it worked for me. The way I figured, we all had our quirks, and this was one of mine. “Now, if you don’t mind, I have to get dressed and go stretch.”
“Just remember what I said, man. Everything will be fine, but leave it at the door.” Jason followed me into the locker room and he chatted about plans for the all-star break while we got dressed. As soon as he heard my locker door shut, he stopped talking mid-sentence, knowing that it was time for me to get into the right headspace for the game.
Angel joined me during warm-ups, reminding me to watch me stretch. According to him, it was the one aspect I needed to work on to go from a good player to a great one. I wasn’t sure I believed all that, but I had to admit that when I stayed back and let my arm come through more, I had more control.
Jason and I walked to the dugout when it was time to go, and he reminded me again that the only thing that mattered in my life for the next few hours was confined within the walls of the ballpark. That became my mantra every time I took the mound, and by the end of the sixth when I was pulled from the game, I’d managed to give up no runs on five hits. I could have done without the four walks, but in the end, it was still a win and I’d take it.
* * *
Mason was so caughtup in his own thoughts that he didn’t hear me walk into the house. I sat down next to him on the couch, draping my arm over his shoulders as I kissed his temple. “Penny for your thoughts?”
“Sorry, I guess I’m distracted tonight,” he said quietly.
I leaned back, pulling Mason to lay on top of me while he finished watching his movie. He buried his head in the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent as he laughed at something on the screen. While we laid there, I wondered what it’d be like to have this be a regular occurrence.
“I want you,” Mason whispered as the credits began to roll across the screen. He’d apparently caught his second wind, because he practically jumped off the couch, reaching for my hand. “I know you said you’d wait, but I’m done being patient.”
I had no choice but to follow Mason as he dragged me up the stairs and into my bedroom. The wind was nearly knocked out of me as Mason shoved me against the wall as soon as we were in my room. His hands fisted in my t-shirt as he held me where he wanted me, his mouth sealed over mine in a brutal kiss. I let him keep control, his tongue wrestling with mine, until it became necessary to push him away long enough for me to catch my breath.
“I can think of more comfortable places to do this,” I suggested as I worked the buttons of the dress shirt he hadn’t bothered to take off before pushing it off his shoulders. I continued undressing him as we walked through the room, leaving his discarded clothes in our wake. By the time the backs of his knees hit the bed, he was stumbling over the pants pooled around his ankles.
“I fucking need you, Sean,” Mason pleaded. I kneeled in front of him as he leaned back on the mattress, stripping him until he was splayed out naked before me. “I want you buried so deep inside of me I’ll never get rid of you.”
I steadied myself with a hand to one side of my head and brushed the hair away from his face with the other. He sighed as I closed the distance between us as I plunged my tongue into his mouth. Breaking the kiss when the need for oxygen consumed me, I made a promise I’d do everything in my power to keep. “The next time you try to run, you’d better believe I’m going to chase you.”
I dropped to my knees, running my hands up and down his calves as I kissed the insides of both of his thighs. When Mason’s back arched off the bed, I held him down with a hand pressed to his hip.
His body twitched as my fingers drifted higher on his thigh. A drop of pre-cum glistened against his slit, and I bent down to get a taste of him. He writhed, obviously enjoying the way I slowly worked to take him apart.
“Take all of it,” Mason insisted. He fisted my hair in his hand, trying to force me to suck him into my mouth. “Please, Sean, you’re killing me here. I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
“Then a few more minutes won’t hurt,” I teased. Mason hadn’t been subtle about how badly he wanted to feel me inside of him, even before tonight. When that happened, I wasn’t going to last, so I wanted to do whatever I could to draw him to the edge.
“It might,” he complained.
Taking mercy on him, I wrapped my fingers around the base of his dick and slowly wrapped my mouth around his shaft. I kept my pace slow, making love to him with my lips and tongue.
17
Mason
A weight had been liftedoff my chest following this morning’s meeting. There was an end in sight and every reason to keep my distance from Sean had evaporated. I was so fucking tired of doing the right thing, and it dawned on me as I made my way to his house that Sean was the only person I needed to work to keep happy. He was what mattered in my life, and I intended to prove that to him.
Ilovedhim and I wasn’t willing to give up on us without a fight. He needed to know that, but I couldn’t form a coherent thought with Sean teasing the head of my cock with his tongue.
I thought I was going to come hard enough to blow off the back of Sean’s head as he took my throbbing cock into his mouth. His tongue worked the length of my shaft until the tip of my cock bumped against the back of his throat.
“Sean, not going to last,” I warned him.
We’d done fast and dirty blowjobs so many times, and I wanted tonight to be different. My mind told me to dig my fingers into his shoulder, to push his amazing mouth away from my dick and share my plans with him, but the rest of my body was unable to do anything that would delay the buzz of ecstasy building in my spine.
He placed his hands behind my knees and shoved my legs back, opening me up to him as he continued sucking my shaft. I screamed when he took one of my balls into his mouth, humming in appreciation. The vibration shot through the entire length of my dick and I just knew I was about to explode.
“Sean,” I protested half-heartedly as he took me deep again, this time swallowing around the head of my cock, sucking hard enough I was forced to focus on not fucking his mouth.
