Screwups (14 page)

After they’d kissed for so long that Jake was growing dizzy from lack of oxygen, Danny pulled away and panted, “Wash me now. All of me. And then I’ll do you.”

Jake was happy to comply. Neither of them had thought to bring shampoo, so he used the castile soap to wash Danny’s hair and then his face. Jake wouldn’t have thought that touching another man’s face would be erotic, but he shuddered with arousal the moment his fingers brushed against Danny’s cheeks. It was the first time he could recall doing it. He’d roughhoused with his brothers and friends in high school, grabbing and poking just about every part of their bodies
except
the face. He’d grabbed asses and even crotches, but not the face. That was too personal. And now it was driving him wild, caressing Danny’s nose and cheeks and eyelids. Slipping his fingers through the crevasses of Danny’s ears felt almost like
fucking
. And from the way Danny closed his eyes and grunted when Jake did it, it seemed to feel that way to him too.

Jake moved down Danny’s back and chest, washing his armpits and feeling like a pervert when he couldn’t resist licking them once he’d rinsed the soap off. Danny giggled but made no move to stop him. Jake relished washing his beautiful, round ass cheeks, but hesitated when his fingers slipped into the hot crevasse between them.

“Go ahead,” Danny breathed. “Just soap up your fingers and slide them along the crack.”

“Inside?” Jake asked, not sure he really wanted to go that far. Not yet.

“No. Not with soap. Just brush it.”

Jake did so, delving a little deeper with each stroke, until he was brushing against the puckered skin of Danny’s anus. He should have been grossed out. Sure, he’d been washing his own ass his entire life, but someone else’s? But it actually felt kind of soft and silky under his fingers, and his throbbing cock certainly didn’t seem turned off. Danny had pushed himself forward and lifted one leg to give Jake better access, and now he was pretty much rutting against Jake’s thigh.

“You really like that.”

“Wait until it’s your turn,” Danny gasped.

Jake wasn’t sure if he was excited or freaked out by that idea, but he trusted Danny to go easy on him. He’d never thought of himself as particularly delicate—twenty years of being pummeled by older brothers had toughened him up pretty well—but this was different. Awesome and amazing, yes, but also a little frightening. All he said was “I want to wash your crotch first.”

Danny stepped back and let him do that but stopped him when his “washing” began to resemble “jerking off.” He put a hand on Jake’s and said, “Not yet.”

It was his turn to bathe Jake, and as his hands slid over every inch of Jake’s skin, Jake finally understood what people really meant by the word “ecstasy.” When Danny at last slipped a finger in between his ass cheeks and drew it slowly and caressingly over his anus, the sensation sent waves of pleasure throughout Jake’s entire body, especially his dick.

Jake barely had time to gasp out, “Oh shit!” before he came, his swollen cock squirting out ropes of come against Danny’s abdomen. Danny settled his finger on Jake’s puckered hole and gently vibrated it to carry him through the orgasm. Jake thanked God nobody had come into the bathroom yet because he couldn’t stop himself from moaning as he spasmed again and again.

When it was finally over, Danny’s stomach and crotch were covered in semen. Jake struggled to catch his breath and was forced to pant heavily into Danny’s mouth when Danny drew him down for a long kiss.

“I’m sorry,” Jake said when they broke the kiss. He felt like a lightweight, since Danny hadn’t come yet. Still, it had been fantastic.

Danny smiled mischievously up at him, his bangs plastered to his forehead and rivulets of water running onto his face. “It’s not over yet. Let’s rinse off and go back to the room.”

D
ANNY
HAD
been convinced when he woke up that sleeping with his roommate would be a phenomenally bad idea. What if Jake fell for him? What if
he
fell for Jake? The whole thing could blow up in their faces and then they wouldn’t be able to share a room anymore.

But he’d woken up with an erection that hadn’t died down while watching Jake dress. His dick had remained at least semierect all through breakfast, until he’d found himself asking Jake to follow him from the dining hall and then more or less threw himself at him in the shower.

God, he’s gorgeous!

He’d almost lost control under the spray and shot his load while Jake was playing with his ass, and then again when Jake came all over him.
Jesus, that was hot.

But he wanted Jake in bed, where they could stretch this out for a while—hours, if necessary. He wanted to taste that perfectly formed cock and teach Jake the glory of a nice, leisurely sixty-nine. He wanted to
make love
to Jake.

And so he did.

After they’d toweled off, Danny had Jake stretch out on his bed and then he climbed on top. He was pleased to discover that Jake wasn’t at all squeamish about sucking cock. In fact, he was extremely enthusiastic about it and not half bad, once he’d figured out how to keep his teeth out of the way. Although he did use his teeth to nibble gently on Danny’s foreskin, which drove Danny wild.

Danny felt his orgasm building and he tried to pull his cock out of Jake’s mouth, but Jake grabbed his ass and held him in place. “I’m going to come in your mouth,” Danny warned, panting, but he was too far gone to put up any more resistance.

His cock pulsed and spewed deep into Jake’s throat. Jake didn’t react except to pull Danny closer and try to swallow more of his cock as it squirted more times than Danny could ever remember it doing before. Jake swallowed all of it and continued sucking and licking until the last of it oozed out.

Danny had been avoiding something, though he desperately wanted to do it, because he wasn’t sure how Jake would react. But now he lost all control and pushed himself forward, pulled Jake’s legs up on either side of his shoulders, and spread them with his elbows so he could duck his head down to meet Jake’s upturned ass.

“You’re not…,” Jake gasped, but whatever he intended to say was lost in a drawn-out moan. “Oh my God….”

It didn’t take long before Jake came without touching himself for the second time, erupting between their pressed-together bodies. When Danny lifted himself up and sat down on the bed beside him, Jake had his hand covering his eyes. “I can’t believe something that gross is the most intensely hot thing I’ve ever felt in my life.”

Danny laughed. “A lot of people like it. I certainly do.”

“But you’re sticking your tongue up someone’s ass!”

“Don’t worry. I won’t make you do it to me.”

Jake sighed and dropped his hand from his face. Looking up into Danny’s eyes, he said, “If it feels half as good to you as it does to me, I’ll do it for you.”

Danny smiled back at him. “You’re very sweet.”

“Your come tastes totally awesome, though,” Jake added. “I definitely want more of that!”

“Luckily for you, I have an unending supply.”

Jake looked so adorable that Danny couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss him, only hesitating when he remembered what he’d just been doing. But Jake grabbed him and pulled him down to kiss him passionately, any squeamishness he might have had apparently forgotten. He was a good kisser, considering his lack of experience—at least with men. Perhaps he’d kissed girls. Though, if he had, that was the last thing Danny wanted to think about at the moment.

When Jake finally allowed him to sit up again Danny said, “I’m totally safe, but… in general, I wouldn’t recommend swallowing on a first date.”

“Oh.” Jake’s eyes widened. “I guess that wasn’t very smart.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m clean. The clinic on campus has free screenings for HIV and other STDs.” He quirked an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t normally recommend
believing
it when some guy tells you he’s clean, either. But I’m telling the truth.”

“I trust you.” Jake looked a little uncomfortable when he added, “And you don’t have to worry about me.”

“Virgin?”

Jake nodded. “You knew that, didn’t you?”

“I knew I was your first guy. You said you’d never told anyone you were gay before… that night, and it’s a little hard to keep that a secret from a guy when you’re fucking him. Plus that comment about losing your virginity was a dead giveaway. But I thought you might have had sex with girls—just not men.”

“God, no.” The expression of distaste that accompanied that statement made Danny laugh. “I flirted with girls a little, when my friends were around….”

“Keeping up appearances?”

Jake flushed a little. “Yeah. You know how it is.”

Not really
, Danny thought. But he kept it to himself. He leaned forward to look at the clothes Jake had tossed on the floor, doing his best to ignore Jake’s finger sliding up his leg to poke gently at his entrance.
God, I hope he gets it into his head to fuck me later.
Danny found Jake’s discarded shirt and snatched it to use as a come rag.

“Dude!” Jake laughed. “That’s my shirt!”

“It’s your spooge,” Danny said, wiping his belly dry, “so it can go on your shirt.”

“I’m gonna have to wash that before it stains,” Jake grumbled, but he allowed Danny to wipe him off with it too.

When they were both dry, Danny tossed the shirt back onto the floor and stretched out to lie beside Jake, his arm draped across Jake’s chest and his head nestled in Jake’s armpit. Jake pulled the sheet over them and they lay together, sleepy and content. Danny listened to Jake’s even heartbeat and relaxed into the gentle rise and fall of his chest, enjoying the faint scent of masculine musk Jake exuded mixed with the smell of castile soap.

Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, he heard Jake ask softly, “So what happens now?”

“We take a nap?”

“I mean with us. Are we… boyfriends? Or just roommates who fuck around?”

Danny sighed and rubbed Jake’s chest slowly. “I won’t rule out being boyfriends. But… maybe it would be better to just be fuck-buddies for a while.”

“Why?” He sounded hurt. Of course.

“Because we just met, really. I like you, and I think you’re really hot. But I’ve had bad luck with relationships—”

Suck that cock, faggot….

“—and I’d just… like to take it slow.”

“But you want to keep fucking me.”

Danny raised his head so he could look Jake in the eye. Their faces were inches apart and to his horror, he could see Jake’s eyes glistening, as if he were fighting back tears.
God, don’t cry! I won’t be able to take that.
“It’s entirely up to you. I’ll understand if you don’t want to sleep with someone who isn’t going to commit. But I really enjoyed it, and I’d like us to keep doing it.”

Jake blinked hard and looked away. “So you’re going to keep sleeping with other guys?”

Fucking faggot whore….

“Do you want us to be monogamous, as long as we’re sleeping together?” Danny asked. “I’m fine with that if it’s what you want.”

Jake nodded. He looked so vulnerable at that moment it took all Danny’s strength not to wrap his arms around him and swear to love him forever. And for all Danny knew, he
could
love Jake. But could Jake love him? Even after he found out the truth? Danny wasn’t sure he could handle falling for Jake just to see his affection turn to disgust.

“Okay. Monogamous sex partners,” Danny said, trying to sound cheerful about it, as if he didn’t know they were both craving so much more. “At least, until we get to know each other. Then maybe we can take it further, when we’re ready.”

Jake sighed. “Okay.”

I
T
WASN
’
T
easy for Jake to go back to ordinary reality after that weekend. For one brief moment, he’d thought the universe might have forgiven him for what he’d done to Tom—for what he’d done to
himself
. But all Danny wanted was sex. What a fucking kick in the teeth. Jake had thought….

Well, probably everybody thought they found true love the first time they had sex.

And the sex was still there, beautiful and hot and sweet and fucking
epic
,
whenever he and Danny could find a moment alone. Which was a
lot
. Several times a day. It was hard to find time to study.

Not that Jake was complaining.

The first time he gave Danny a rim job—Jake hadn’t even known there was a term for it—he’d been really nervous that it would smell bad or the taste would make him gag or something. But Danny had showered and he was clean. The smell and taste had just been… kind of musky. Not bad at all. And once he got into it, he couldn’t get enough. Especially when he heard the way it made Danny moan.

Danny had warned him that rimming wasn’t exactly safe sex. It was debatable how risky it was, in terms of HIV—supposedly saliva and stomach acid killed the virus—but HIV wasn’t the only potentially fatal STD. And there were other STDs that were incurable and unpleasant, even if they weren’t fatal. So Jake knew he was being a bit foolish, trusting that Danny was telling him the truth about not having any of the STDs the school clinic tested for. But he couldn’t help it. He instinctively trusted Danny.

He knew Danny wanted to be fucked. And Jake did want to try it. But the thought of it made him nervous. He wasn’t even sure why. It just seemed so… intense might be the word. Or hardcore. He was perfectly willing to admit that he was a little naïve about sex, but the idea of sticking his dick in someone’s ass really grossed him out. Yes, he’d heard of it before. And yes, he’d seen some pictures of it in a porn magazine. But still, licking the
outside
of Danny’s asshole was one thing; going
inside
was another.

Fortunately, Danny didn’t pressure him. Danny never made him feel like he wasn’t good enough in bed or tried to make him do things he wasn’t comfortable with. But Jake was desperate to make him happy, and part of him was convinced it was his inexperience that made Danny reluctant to commit to a relationship.