When Jake bottomed out inside Ezra, Ezra adjusted himself, lifting his knees, and Jake asked him again if he was okay and Ezra said he was. Then Ezra looked up at Jake, put his arms around him, and pressed his lips against his. It wasn’t a particularly sexy kiss, but the fact that it was happening while Jake was inside him, and they were so close together is what made the kiss practically melt Jake into a puddle.
He was still bracing himself, though, for Ezra to end it. Only right now, it would really, really suck, because Jake pulled out of Ezra about halfway before pushing back in again to see how it would feel. And it felt fuckingunreal. Ezra’s arms tightened around him at the same time his hole did, and Ezra kissed him deeper. Jake tested out the move again, and Ezra groaned into Jake’s mouth, so Jake did it again.
And again.
And again.
Jake was still trying to be careful, and the way they were positioned, Jake had to roll his hips a certain way to get inside Ezra nice and deep. The control he had to inflict on himself to not start pounding like a maniac or come too soon made sweat prickle all over his skin. And he really had to control himself, because the sounds Ezra made while Jake moved inside him was almost too much.
And Ezra was saying things too. Words that came out in a broken, whimpered mess. “You feel so… so good. Do it… do it harder.”
So, Jake did it harder. He kissed Ezra everywhere he saw bare skin. He wanted to make Ezra feel good. He wanted to make Ezra feel good all the time. He wanted to be theonlyone that made Ezra feel good. Jake focused so hard on making Ezra feel good, that he didn’t realize he was groaning along with Ezra too. And that he’d wrapped his arms around Ezra to hold him. And that he was very, very close to coming.
At that point, Jake realized he’d been leaving something out. He adjusted himself, so he could grab Ezra’s dick, which had been caught in between them, leaking precum all over the place, and Jake was pleased because that meant Ezra really liked what he was doing. Dicks don’t lie, that’s one thing Jake knew for sure.
Jake got his hand around Ezra’s slick dick and started jerking him off.
“Oh, shit! Shit!” Ezra said, his head tilting back and his eyes squeezing shut.
“That’s it, Ezra,” Jake said. “Come with me inside you.”
Jake tried to match his thrusts with the movements of his hand, but maybe he just wasn’t that coordinated, or maybe it all felt so good that it was hard for him to focus. Either way, Ezra’s groans got louder and then his teeth clenched as his dick erupted all over Jake’s hand. It was the hottest thing Jake had ever seen. So hot in fact, his balls started to ache, and he began to pound into Ezra while Ezra was still coming. Ezra’s hole clenched around Jake’s cock, and he came.
Came completely undone.
Jake went blind, deaf, and mute—and maybe into another dimension entirely. And when he got back, he was holding Ezra again and Ezra was holding him, and he was planting tender kisses all over Ezra’s neck and face. He was rubbing one hand down Ezra’s chest and stomach where there was a sticky mess, and he liked it. He rolled his hips against Ezra, slow and slower, until his dick got soft inside him, and Jake pulled out. He had to get up to find a towel or something, which took a while because Jake hadn’t done laundry in a minute, and he cleaned them up and disposed of the condom.
When Jake got back in bed, he caressed and kissed and cuddled with Ezra for a really long time. It had to have been hours. Maybe a whole day or a whole night went by. Hewondered, as he positioned himself into the big spoon and Ezra into the little spoon, if Ezra was still pretending he was Sean.
As Jake held Ezra, he had to ask, “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No. Yeah. No. I’m okay,” Ezra said distractedly. “I’m okay.” He turned around in Jake’s arms and gave Jake a reassuring, dimpled smile.
Jake couldn’t even begin to explain what that smile did to him. He had all kinds of questions now, ones that he was sure if he asked, they would just ruin the moment. And Jake wanted this moment to last forever.
Eventually, though, Jake’s eyes started to close, and he drifted off to sleep. He absolutely remembered Ezra was in his arms when he dozed off, but when he woke up, Ezra wasn’t there.
It was late at night by then. Everything was quiet. Jake blinked at the streetlights shining through the open blinds. He saw that Ezra’s bookbag and clothes were gone. As he got out of bed, he spotted an envelope on his desk with a note written on it. He picked it up to read it.
Sorry for sneaking out like this, but I didn’t want to wake you up. Thank you for all the practice and everything. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to thank you enough for all you’ve done for me. I’ll see you in choir. Ezra
Jake stared at it, then read it over again. His eyes kept snagging on that word,practice. It was going to have a new meaning now. It was going to be one of those words that bothered him whenever he read it or heard it. Then he saw that in between the second and third sentence, Ezra had scribbled out something.
Jake tried to read what it was. He turned on a lamp and held the envelope up to it. He went into the bathroom and tried that light, but he still couldn’t make out the words.
After a while, he gave up and sat down on the bed with the note beside him. If there was one thing he regretted from sleeping with Ezra, it was that he didn’t tell Ezra how he felt. But then Jake thought it wouldn’t matter. Jake had known this whole time what the deal was. Jake knew Ezra wanted Sean. It was stupid of Jake to think it would be different. Now or at any other time. All Jake would be doing at this point is making things worse. Ezra considered all they’d done together to be just “practice” for Sean, and there was nothing Jake could do about it.
It still hurt, though.
Jake didn’t get back to sleep and was still up when Neil came home and started playing Will Smith while he cleaned up the kitchen. Jake remembered he was supposed to go to the country club for work but completely forgot about it.
He didn’t care.
Because he missed Ezra.
Jake was sitting inthe dining hall with Mindy.
She was chewing her gum really loud, popping bubbles, and flipping through a magazine. It was annoying to Jake, but he couldn’t be bothered to say anything about it. He slumped there beside her, his chin resting on his hands as he looked around the dining hall. He wasn’t really paying attention to anything. He wanted to go back to his room and curl up under the covers.
