Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
“I’m having trouble with the homework,” Justin offered one day as the lab was ending. “Would you maybe like to come over and help me with it? We could have pizza after, if you want.”
Will thought about it. Justin was very good-looking, in an almost girlish way, with long straight hair, big brown eyes and a slender build. If Will went home with him, would everyone assume he was gay too? Did he care? Was this, at last, the time to make his declaration to the world?
He hadn’t yet told his parents or his older brother, John. He had never been put in a position to deny it, and had told himself he wouldn’t deny it when the time came, but the question had never come up. Sometimes, feeling reckless and lonely, he wanted someone to confront him, to accuse him of being what he in fact was. But, perhaps because he was strong and fast and good in sports, and went with Tracey Baker to the dance when she asked him, people just assumed he was het. It was easier, especially in school, to let them think so.
Making the decision all at once and the consequences be damned, Will said, “Sure. That sounds like fun.”
They studied in Justin’s bedroom. Will felt important and competent as he explained the concepts Justin had trouble grasping. Justin seemed so intent on the homework Will had a sudden uneasy thought maybe Justin had had no intentions beyond what he’d said—homework and a pizza after.
Will found himself let down by this. Here he’d geared himself up for some crucial, first-time encounter—his virgin declaration to the world, or at least to one boy, that he was gay and proud of it—yet Justin seemed to show no interest in the matter.
This fear was soon put to rest, however, when Justin shyly asked Will if he’d like a back massage. Will understood this for the code it was and his heart began an anticipatory thud.
“Is anyone home?” he asked. Justin had let them into the luxurious Manhattan apartment with his own key.
“No. My parents won’t be home for hours. My older sister is away at college. Carmen, the maid, is gone for the day. We have the place to ourselves.”
Absorbing this information, Will nodded. Justin smiled broadly. “Take off your shirt,” he said. “I can massage you better if you do that.” Will agreed and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor.
He lay on Justin’s bed and closed his eyes, feeling very brave and very scared at the same time. Relax, he told himself, it’s just a massage. Justin’s probably as nervous as you are.
Justin straddled Will’s ass, much as Will was straddling Jack’s now. He massaged Will’s back for a while. Eventually his hands strayed down to Will’s sides. Will laughed nervously and twisted beneath Justin. “Hey, that tickles.”
“That’s because you’re not relaxed. Lie on your back. I’ll massage your chest. That’s very important if you’re to relax fully.” Justin spoke with confidence. He lifted himself off Will, waiting for him to comply. Though Will didn’t entirely believe him, he rolled over. Why not?
Justin lowered himself again, now straddling Will’s stomach, his ass resting against Will’s crotch. Could he feel the erection Will knew he was sporting? If so, he gave no indication as he continued to rub Will’s chest. It was kind of annoying, but Will was too focused on Justin’s ass against his cock to take much notice.
After a few moments Justin slid down, now straddling his thighs. He dropped his hands to Will’s stomach, lingering for a few seconds before moving to his intended target.
His eyes on Will’s face, he slipped his hands beneath the waist of Will’s jeans. He inserted his fingers beneath the elastic of Will’s underwear. They made contact with the tip of Will’s cock and Will closed his eyes, his heart now beating a thousand beats a minute, or so it seemed to him.
Justin slid off his legs and twisted his body to get a better angle. He pulled at the button on Will’s jeans and unzipped the fly over his very erect cock. Boldly he pushed the white briefs down until Will’s cock sprang free.
“I knew it,” Justin crowed triumphantly. “I knew you were gay, despite the jock act for the rest of them.”
Will didn’t deny it. How could he deny it, with his cock hard and throbbing in Justin’s hand? It only took a few strokes and he was near to orgasm. He’d never come in front of someone else, or by someone else’s touch. It felt incredible—way better than his own furtive groping in the dark.
Then Justin did something that short-circuited his brain and flooded his senses with pleasure. He lowered his mouth over Will’s shaft, his warm tongue licking around the crown and down the sides. Closing his lips, he drew back upward, the suction sending Will into spirals of convulsive pleasure.