idea of Jude being with other men made his stomach clench and burn. And he didn’t want to part with Jude. Brandon thought of using questions to keep Jude with him but he wasn’t ready to talk about their relationship yet. Once again, Jude must have felt how conflicted Brandon was. “You can always come to my room, Brandon. We don’t have to do anything. We can talk or not talk. We can do whatever you want. If you don’t want to be alone, we can just be together.” As before, his expression was open and understanding. Brandon nodded softly.
“Thanks. I don’t know…” His voice died away as he tried to make up his mind. Jude grabbed Brandon’s shoulder and gave it a gentle shake.
“Don’t decide now. Do whatever feels right after you’ve had some time to think.” With that, Jude turned and went for the door. “Whatever you want, you know where to find me.”
Then, Brandon was alone. He poured himself a drink and considered the tightening of his body at the thought of being in Jude’s bed. Brandon let his mind return to the night before. It was indescribable and too much for Brandon to completely comprehend, he had never experienced anything close to that. It seemed incredible that the body that for so long had just been the thing that carried his consciousness through the world was capable of feeling so much sensation. Brandon felt his cock hardening and frowned at the front of his jeans as he felt his body craving the release Jude had given him. He shook his head and vowed that he wouldn’t take advantage of Jude again. He wouldn’t give into his newly awakened libido before he’d made a decision about their relationship.
God, Jude had been amazing. The things he’d done with his mouth… Brandon suppressed the shiver that spilled down his body despite the warmth that burst within him as he remembered how completely Jude had possessed his body. If sex had felt like that from the beginning, Brandon would have been as mindlessly obsessed as his friends when he was younger. He could imagine himself becoming mindlessly obsessed now. Brandon shook his head again as he forced all thoughts of Jude’s mouth away and finished his drink.
Brandon strode from the living room and as he was taking the stairs one thing became very clear: he needed to be with Jude. He wasn’t sure what that would involve but if he had to choose between passing the night alone and confused or with Jude and confused, he had to be with Jude.
Chapter 15
It required more self control than Jude thought he was capable of to settle into his bed and not pace as he wondered if Brandon would come to him. He stared at the ceiling and complimented himself on how well he’d handled Brandon through the day. He’d sworn that he wouldn’t pressure or scare him, that he’d be honest and patient. Jude wasn’t fooling himself, just because Brandon enjoyed a blow job didn’t mean that Brandon was suddenly gay.
He sighed as he threw his arm over his eyes. Going down on Brandon had been incredible. It had been torture being that close to Brandon all day and had taken a herculean effort to keep his mind from recalling how perfect Brandon’s cock had felt or how good he tasted. Jude groaned as he felt his cock harden as he remembered the sounds Brandon had made. The echo of his name, mixed with Brandon’s desperate sobs and moans had him throbbing painfully.
Jude had never enjoyed sucking cock in the past. He cringed as he admitted to himself that he’d always been selfish when it came to sex. He was often content to let his partners service him and he rarely reciprocated. It was even rarer that he let someone fuck him. Not that Jude didn’t enjoy being fucked, he just preferred to be the one doing it and he didn’t like relinquishing control. He often felt dominated when he was on the receiving end. Now and then, Jude would find himself feeling competitive with his partners and he’d have to outperform them. Jude was good. When he
“Thanks. I don’t know…” His voice died away as he tried to make up his mind. Jude grabbed Brandon’s shoulder and gave it a gentle shake.
“Don’t decide now. Do whatever feels right after you’ve had some time to think.” With that, Jude turned and went for the door. “Whatever you want, you know where to find me.”
Then, Brandon was alone. He poured himself a drink and considered the tightening of his body at the thought of being in Jude’s bed. Brandon let his mind return to the night before. It was indescribable and too much for Brandon to completely comprehend, he had never experienced anything close to that. It seemed incredible that the body that for so long had just been the thing that carried his consciousness through the world was capable of feeling so much sensation. Brandon felt his cock hardening and frowned at the front of his jeans as he felt his body craving the release Jude had given him. He shook his head and vowed that he wouldn’t take advantage of Jude again. He wouldn’t give into his newly awakened libido before he’d made a decision about their relationship.
God, Jude had been amazing. The things he’d done with his mouth… Brandon suppressed the shiver that spilled down his body despite the warmth that burst within him as he remembered how completely Jude had possessed his body. If sex had felt like that from the beginning, Brandon would have been as mindlessly obsessed as his friends when he was younger. He could imagine himself becoming mindlessly obsessed now. Brandon shook his head again as he forced all thoughts of Jude’s mouth away and finished his drink.
Brandon strode from the living room and as he was taking the stairs one thing became very clear: he needed to be with Jude. He wasn’t sure what that would involve but if he had to choose between passing the night alone and confused or with Jude and confused, he had to be with Jude.
Chapter 15
It required more self control than Jude thought he was capable of to settle into his bed and not pace as he wondered if Brandon would come to him. He stared at the ceiling and complimented himself on how well he’d handled Brandon through the day. He’d sworn that he wouldn’t pressure or scare him, that he’d be honest and patient. Jude wasn’t fooling himself, just because Brandon enjoyed a blow job didn’t mean that Brandon was suddenly gay.
He sighed as he threw his arm over his eyes. Going down on Brandon had been incredible. It had been torture being that close to Brandon all day and had taken a herculean effort to keep his mind from recalling how perfect Brandon’s cock had felt or how good he tasted. Jude groaned as he felt his cock harden as he remembered the sounds Brandon had made. The echo of his name, mixed with Brandon’s desperate sobs and moans had him throbbing painfully.
Jude had never enjoyed sucking cock in the past. He cringed as he admitted to himself that he’d always been selfish when it came to sex. He was often content to let his partners service him and he rarely reciprocated. It was even rarer that he let someone fuck him. Not that Jude didn’t enjoy being fucked, he just preferred to be the one doing it and he didn’t like relinquishing control. He often felt dominated when he was on the receiving end. Now and then, Jude would find himself feeling competitive with his partners and he’d have to outperform them. Jude was good. When he
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