and bashfully batted his eyelashes.
And holy fuck, now another guy with a slim build and a shy grin was intruding on my thoughts. I fisted my cock and finally…finally went there. Imagining Seth standing bare in front of me. What would his chest look like? His groin and cock? Would his shaft be thick like mine or long and slim? What would he think if he knew I was fantasizing about him like this? Would he be appalled, or would a flush stripe his cheeks like it did when I’d called him adorable the other day?
I was certainly the innocent one when it came to sex between men, but maybe Seth would enjoy someone taking charge even if they didn’t exactly know what the hell they were doing. If I nudged him to his knees and fed him my cock, maybe he’d suck me like his life depended on it because he wanted to please me.
My balls lifted, my spine tingled, and my groin grew painfully tight.
Then I’d return the favor because I wanted to watch him—wanted to watch him so fucking badly, I realized—as I brought him pleasure.
Me. The guy who’d never even touched a man like that before, let alone kissed one.
In two seconds flat, my come was already spurting over my fingers and onto my abdomen.
Panting heavily, I threw myself back on my bed, my arm splayed over my head. I had just gotten off while thinking of Seth. Sweet, adorable Seth. Fucking hell.
11
Seth
I got to Jake’s house early the next Saturday morning. I brought doughnuts, because who didn’t like sugar first thing in the morning? I knew I did.
He and I hadn’t spoken since we went shopping with his mom. I’d tried to think of a few things to text him but had come up blank. I didn’t want to annoy him if he didn’t want to talk to me, even though part of me knew Jake wouldn’t feel that way.
The front door was open, and I could hear Jake and Bonnie inside, talking about boxes and what time deliveries were coming. “Knock, knock,” I called out.
“Come in!” Bonnie peeked around the corner and waved.
“I brought sugar.” I held up the box.
“Oh my God. I think I love you,” Jake teased, and damned if the stupid little joke didn’t make my cheeks heat. I really needed to stop this crush.
I set the box on the table and opened it. We all dug in. I noticed Jake went for a maple bar. I loved apple fritters.
He took a bite, then licked his fingers. When his eyes found mine, I turned away. I was fairly certain I’d never wanted to be someone’s finger so much in my life. “Good?” I asked Bonnie, trying not to ogle her son.
“I don’t know how I could live without chocolate.” She took a bite and moaned. “You’re a lifesaver.”
“I try hard,” I joked, and they laughed.
The truth was, Bonnie didn’t have a whole lot of stuff. Everything at Jake’s was mostly boxes, clothes, and a few small items like shelves she had on the wall in her bedroom and things like that. All the big items, like a fridge, her apartment either came furnished with or it was getting delivered later that afternoon. They likely didn’t really need my help, but I was glad to give it.
We chatted for a few minutes while we ate the doughnuts, and I tried to keep my eyes off Jake. I was thinking a lot about our shopping trip and the cabinet he’d talked me into buying. It felt nice to have something that was really me in the place.
“All right, crew. We ready to do this?” Jake asked.
“Yes, sir!” I teased, saluting him.
“Oh, I see how it is, funny guy.” He walked around the table and nudged me. “Are you making fun of me?”
“I would never.” I gasped playfully and put a hand to my chest like I was shocked he would say such a thing.
“Mm-hm. For some reason I don’t believe you. Let’s get going.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me with him. Even though it was more of a buddy-ole-pal touch and not an I-want-you touch, butterflies immediately went wild in my belly. “We’ll start upstairs. We already brought a lot of it down.”
I nodded, and his arm dropped away. I missed the warmth of his touch. It was nice to feel close to Jake that way.
He was definitely the crew leader. He wasn’t bossy or an ass or