Mike laughed. “Okay, okay, I get the message. How about we go to the diner and get some chicken fried steak into you?”
“That sounds good,” Tommy admitted. “I can’t stay too late. I gotta get back to Ben’s and pack up my stuff to drive to Athens later. Is that okay?”
“Course it is,” Mike said with a nod. “We can go eat, then come back here for a while before you have to leave. I’ll just grab a shower first.”
“Another one?”
Lord, the boy was adorable.
Mike chuckled. “I like my showers, okay?” Not that he needed one, but his morning wood required some attention. He threw back the sheets, climbed out of bed, and walked into the bathroom. He wasn’t about to cover up. Tommy had already seen everything he’d got, up close and personal. Speaking of which….
Mike peered around the bathroom door to find Tommy lying in bed, looking like he was lost in his own thoughts. “Hey there,” Mike said softly. Tommy rolled onto his side to gaze at him. “I’m standing here in the bathroom, trying to remember how your mouth felt around my dick last night, but I’m having a little trouble. Seems like I can’t quite get the details clear in my mind. Wanna help me out in the shower?” He grinned. “Only if you want to, of course.”
Tommy’s lips parted, and his breathing got faster. His eyes shone. “Okay,” he said in a quiet voice. Mike could’ve believed it was reticence on his part, except for the fact that Tommy’s cock jerked under the sheet, plain as day.Oh, he likes that idea….
“Well, get your beautiful ass in here, then!”
Tommy got out of the bed, that lovely shy smile in evidence, and walked over to Mike, his dick pointing straight at him. Mike stretched out his hand and led his young lover into the bathroom. His morning shower was suddenly lookingmuchbetter.
Tommy glanced around the apartment, scanning the living room in case he’d missed anything. His bag was packed and ready to be thrown into the truck for the journey back to Athens. He hadn’t seen Ben since his return from Mike’s, which was fine by Tommy. He had a feeling Ben would be asking questions, not that Tommy was about to give him any answers.
There are just some things you don’t talk about. Tommy couldn’t believe sometimes the way his classmates talked about sex so openly, like it was nothing. Not in Tommy’s book. Sex was something… private, something intimate. It had been a relief when Mike hadn’t pushed it that morning. Lord knew, he was only checking that Tommy’d enjoyed the experience.
Tommy paused in his survey of the bathroom when he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. Enjoyed? They’d need to invent a new word to describe how Tommy had felt about Mike f?—
There was that word again, the one he never uttered, but nevertheless the word that best fit what they’d done. Tommy stared at his pink cheeks and breathed deeply.Just suck it up and say it.
“Mike fucked me.”
Even whispering the words to himself in the quiet little bathroom brought heat to his face—and his groin. For theseventh or eighth time that day, once again his mind took him back to that shower, on his knees, his mouth around Mike’s cock, Mike’s groans of pleasure rebounding off the tiled walls. It had been so… good? Amazing? Hotter ’n’ hell? All of the above? And then, once he’d come, to have Mike hold him under the jets, his hand working Tommy’s dick until he orgasmed, shuddering in Mike’s arms while Mike kissed him through his climax, had been just… bliss. After all that, there was no way he could’ve left without saying something. Tommy had been raised right, and that meant showing appreciation, even for getting laid. It had been as much as he could manage to whisper into Mike’s ear, while the last of his come was washed away by the swirling water, that he’d really,reallyliked it.
Mike’s slow smile had been comment enough.
Just thinking about that shower made his hole clench tight, and he winced. Yeah, everything was still a little… tender. He’d been relieved when Mike hadn’t wanted them to do… “it” again. Much as he’d loved how he felt when they finished, even the thought of taking Mike’s cock inside him again made him tense up.
Then he’d thought about it. Maybe Mike had stuck to oral for a reason. Maybe Mike had done it because he knew exactly how Tommy was feeling, and he didn’t want to cause him any more discomfort.
The more time Tommy spent around Mike, the more he liked him.
The outer door to the apartment banged shut, snapping Tommy to attention.
“Tommy? You here?”
“In the bathroom,” Tommy shouted out to Ben, hurriedly collecting himself. He gave the room a quick scan, and satisfied he’d gotten everything, Tommy exited the bathroom and went into the living room, where Ben had flopped down onto thecouch and was staring at him with an expectant air. “What?” Tommy kept his features schooled. Like he didn’t know what Ben was after….
Ben grinned. “So? How was it?”
Tommy snorted. “As if I’d tell you.”
Ben pouted, making Tommy snort all the more.
“An’ you can forget tryin’ to get round me with them big puppy dog eyes. I mean it, Ben. I’m not gonna talk ’bout this.”
“But you did fuck, right? Mike did pop your cherry?”
“Ben!” Tommy stared back at him, his face and neck hot.
Ben screwed up his face. “You’re no fun.” Then he gave Tommy a smug glance. “I’m gonna take that as a yes.” He smiled gleefully. “Okay, now we have to find you a nice, hot guy.”
