Practice Makes Perfect Read Online Jay Northcote (Housemates #3)

Categories Genre: College, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Housemates Series by Jay Northcote
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 60851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
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“Yeah.” Ewan stepped close and kissed Dev on the cheek as he always did. It was sweet and lingered a little, but it wasn’t enough, and Dev wanted so much more. “See you tomorrow.”

Dev went up to his room and threw himself onto his bed in frustration.

He’s not your boyfriend, he told himself firmly. That’s not what this is.

He remembered Ewan talking about how he liked to be young, free, and single. Maybe that was what Dev needed to be for a while. Once finished with the arrangement with Ewan, hopefully he’d have the confidence to date or hook up. He would need to do something, or he’d be right back to square one: forever alone. He got out his phone and pulled up his long-term list of things to do. Looking over the items he’d checked off, he reassured himself he was still on track, working on the cooking and getting some experience. Once he was done with those things, the only item left was Find a boyfriend.

Dev found it even harder than usual to concentrate on explaining things to Ewan on Friday. With the promise of rimming and fingering in his future, he was practically squirming on his chair as he imagined what they would be doing as soon as they were done with the chapter on chi-squared tests.

In preparation for tonight, Dev had done some research and ordered a douche online to make sure he was squeaky clean inside as well as out. Thankfully the delivery guy had brought it to the right house this time, and Dev had been there to answer the door. Imagining somebody else opening that by mistake, Dev felt hot all over.

He’d used the douche earlier, along with a very thorough shower, but nerves and anticipation were making him sweat. The sooner they got naked the better.

It seemed like forever before Ewan finally finished the last problem Dev had set him. Was he working more slowly than usual tonight, or was Dev simply more impatient?

“Okay, I’m done.” Ewan pushed his paper towards Dev. “Do you want to check it?”

Dev snatched it out of his hand and studied the figures carefully, running his fingertip down the page as he went. “It’s fine.” His hand shook a little as he put the page down on the desk. He took a steadying breath.

“You look nervous,” Ewan said.

Dev met Ewan’s gaze. The light from the desk lamp made his irises almost golden, but his pupils were large pools you could get lost in.

“Nervous, excited, tense,” Dev admitted. Ewan put his hand on Dev’s thigh, and Dev realised only then that he was jiggling his leg up and down. He forced himself to stop, letting out an apologetic huff of laughter. “Sorry. I’m pretty keyed up.”

Ewan stood and offered him a hand. “Come on, let’s just get on with it. It’s like anything else. You won’t be nervous once you get started.”

He led Dev over to the bed and they lay down together. Ewan distracted him with kisses until Dev’s nerves fled, replaced by arousal and hunger for more of Ewan’s touch.

Dev was the one to take things further, shedding his T-shirt and removing Ewan’s to get at his skin. They took a break from snogging to get naked, and Dev went to lock the door.

When he came back to the bed, Ewan had stretched out on his back and was eyeing Dev’s erection and stroking his own. “What do you want to try?”

Dev’s heart fluttered as he lay down beside Ewan again. He knew what he wanted, but it was really hard to say the words. “I, um, want to try what we talked about.” He hoped Ewan had a good memory.

“Rimming?”

Dev nodded.

“But who gets to go first? Or we could try sixty-nine again?”

“I think I’d rather take turns.” Dev had read up on rimming techniques but he didn’t trust his ability to put theory into practice while Ewan was licking him at the same time.

“Toss you for it?” Ewan smirked, fisting his dick suggestively.

Dev chuckled. “I think that would rather defeat the purpose.” Feeling brave, he said decisively, “I’ll do you first. Turn over.” That seemed like the lesser of two—not evils exactly, but awkwardnesses. The thought of being face down with his arse in the air for Ewan made Dev hot all over, and not entirely in a good way. He’d rather be giving first instead of receiving.

Perhaps Ewan felt the same because when he rolled onto his front, he hid his face in his arms. “Like this?”

Dev knelt astride one of Ewan’s thighs. “You’ll need to spread your legs a little wider, and maybe tilt your hips up a bit.”

Ewan obliged, and Dev’s cock jerked at the first sight of Ewan’s hole: tight and pink in Ewan’s lightly furred crease, oddly inviting, yet intimidating at the same time. Dev hoped Ewan had showered that evening. Dev didn’t think he could ask, but surely Ewan would have done so when he knew this was on the cards?


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