“He was small, sharp in some places, puffy in others, with spiky hair and chin scruff, not my type at all but he was only there for a few weeks and then he was done with probation and off back to Kansas or wherever he’d boosted the car from.We worked the late shift together, spent those two weeks pretty much side by side.He didn’t talk much, but when he did, it was little innuendos.I thought he was joking at first, but after a while, I realized he was gay.”
“Gay, gay?”
“Not out, per se, but definitely not shy about it.At least, not with me anyway.Maybe he knew something was up?Maybe he caught me looking as he mopped the floor late at night?Or the way I watched him carry the trays of burger buns in off the delivery truck when they came in?”
“I thought you weren’t into his looks.”
“I wasn’t, but he was there, you know?Like you and the Speedos guy, my desperation was showing.I didn’t want to show up to college with my V-card intact either, you know?”
“But you’re not a virgin, Banks.Far from it.”
“I’m a boy virgin, Harp.At least, mostly anyway.”
“Define mostly,” Harper murmured threateningly, wriggling his sticky sack against Banks’s.
Banks winced with delight, wriggling back until the delicate pressure of their dueling scrotums made them both smile wickedly.“I’m getting to that, okay?Anyway, on Spike’s last night, we all pied him in the face.”
“Wait, Burger Barn serves pie?”
“No, it’s ...tradition, I guess.Whip cream in pie tins, and when they’re least expecting it, you pie a guy on his last night of work.Anyway, after pie ceremony was over and everyone else went home, it was just Spike and me as usual.He was wiping the pie off his face, cleaning it off in the sink in the dish pit.There was no mirror so he asked me to come over and see if it was all gone.I told him yeah, there was some on his lower lip and he told me to get it off for him.I told him to fuck off and we both laughed, but I was still standing there and he asked me, dead ass asked me, if I’d kiss it off for him.”
“For real?”Harper had quit teasing Banks for the moment, enthralled by the vivid imagery of his wordsmith lover.
“I kid you not.I didn’t know what to do, but it was clear he wasn’t kidding.It felt weird, but not weird enough to stop myself.”
“You did it?”
“I did it, yes.”Banks seemed almost giddy at the memory, as if he couldn’t believe it himself.“It was weird, and quiet, and soft, for a guy named Spike.He tasted like whipped cream and sweat and nicotine.We giggled, afterward, like little boys lighting firecrackers in the backyard, just waiting to get caught, and he seemed almost sweet in that moment.Vulnerable, at least.I wish I’d known that side of him better, before he left.”
“Like us,” Harper blurted, suddenly romantic.
Banks started to say something, then nodded.“Yeah, almost.But I know what you mean.If only he hadn’t been so crusty most of the time, and I hadn’t tried so hard to act straight, we could have been better friends.”
“But what happened?That night?After your kiss?”
Banks blushed, softly, in the moonlight.“We kissed again.Longer, this time.His back was to the dish sink, and I grabbed it and pressed up against him.He kind of rubbed back a little, then he must have gotten scared and giggled, pushing me away.I nodded, like I understood, because I did.We finished our shift and locked up and waved at each other in the parking lot.He was walking to the bus stop and I offered to give him a lift.I’d never done that before.But he said ‘no’ and I think he was afraid I’d try something else.Something more than what we’d just shared together.So I just drove off and never saw him again.”
Harper shook his head sadly.“Never?”
Banks shook his head back, slightly sadder.“Never.”
“Did you want to?”Harper was wriggling again, horny but not for his own release, only his lover’s.
Banks seemed to consider the question, then shrugged.“Not really.I think...I think we both just met at the right time, to share that kiss, and then that was our purpose for existing for each other.After that?It would have been awkward, boring.I mean, it wasn’t Spike that excited me so much as kissing another boy.He just happened to bethatboy.My first.Boy.”
“And now?”Harper slid his hands further up his lover’s thighs, trilling the soft, sparse hair that covered them as his thumbs glanced along Banks’s gently twitching sac.
“Now I get to kiss someone I really care about.Who I want to be around long after the kiss ends.”
Harper wriggled gently away, his eyes never leaving Banks’s even as his body did, inch by inch, until he was once again kneeling between his legs.“Aw, you’re not just saying that so I’ll suck your dick now, are you?”
Banks was still laughing when Harper bent over and promptly licked the underbelly of his shaft, following the wriggling vein with the tip of his hungry tongue.He wasn’t laughing by the time Harper’s lips wrapped themselves around the tip, savoring its swollen flesh and the flavor of his lover’s pre-cum, clean and salty and fresh upon his tongue.He was hungry now, ravenous, to taste a man’s meaty flesh between his lips and savor his spunk when at last he finally came.
“Jesus,” Banks murmured, sinking back into the nest of pillows behind his head even as his narrow ass wriggled atop the mattress beneath him.“Hot damn...”
Harper ignored him, hands palm down on either side of his squirming waist, using the suction of his greedy lips to suck and savor more and more of his lover’s cock.Inch by inch, he sucked his way down to the base, Banks’s wispy pubes tickling his flaring nostrils as he savored the whole shaft, amazed that he’d been able to fit all six inches of his lover’s perfect cock inside his virgin lips.
Harper glided up and down the swollen shaft, following its bumps and ridges and roadmap of sultry veins until Banks began to thrust and pump in more and more fervent efforts, his greed overtaking his grace as he subtly but surely began to fuck Harper’s more than willing mouth.
