Page 25 of The Way Home

“Take off your denims,” Jamie whined.

Caleb chuckled into his throat. “Manners,” he teased.

“Please.”

With a peck to Jamie’s cheek, Caleb climbed off the bed and shimmied out of his jeans. When he returned—naked and hard as fuck—he hovered above the gorgeous man lying on his sheets.

“What do you want, J?”

He wasn’t sure if it was the nickname or not, but Jamie gasped as Caleb ran a hand up his thigh to his cock. It was deliciously hard again.

“I—I want you to fuck me.”

Caleb groaned.Holy shit, he wanted to.

“Have you been fucked before?”

Caleb could feel Jamie’s heartbeat as their chests pressed together. “No.”

Leaning back, Caleb studied his face. His green eyes were hazy with lust, but a frown pinched his eyebrows.

“It’s okay,” Caleb reassured him. “You don’t have to be embarrassed.”

“I’ve done some stuff. By myself.” His ears got red, and Caleb practically groaned as he pictured Jamie fucking himself with a dildo.

“I’ve done some stuff with guys, too. Oral, a bit. Here and there…at, erm, clubs.”

A zap of irritation hit Caleb in the chest at the thought of some grimey guy pushing Jamie to his knees in the bathroom of a club.

“Did you like it?” Caleb asked gently, tucking a stray curl behind Jamie’s ear.

“Erm, yeah, of course,” he said quickly. “I’m definitely into guys.”

Caleb’s heart squeezed at the raw honesty in Jamie’s voice, like the words still felt new on his tongue. “Right, but did you likethem?The men?”

Jamie looked confused by the question.

“Were they nice to you?” Caleb clarified.

“Oh, well…” Jamie hesitated. “Yeah, I mean, they were nice. Not interested in anything except hooking up, I reckon. But nice.” He shrugged, and it made Caleb’s blood boil.

Jamie wasn’t some pretty little toy for someone to play with.

Something must have shown on Caleb’s face because Jamie scrambled to add, “But it doesn’t matter. I didn’t like them like—” Jamie’s fingers slid into Caleb’s hair. “The way I like you.”

Caleb pulled Jamie in for a heated kiss. Their cocks slid against each other’s stomachs as they devoured each other.

“I’m crazy about you, Jamie.”

After several minutes, Caleb pulled back just enough to catch his breath, eyes drinking in Jamie’s flushed face.

“And I want to fuck you so bad. But I want to work up to it.”

“Okay. So, what does that mean?”

“It means I’d like to do other things. Figure out what you like and… make sure you’re comfortable.”

“Okay. Then can I…I think I’d like to wank you off?” Jamie reached forward and hesitantly wrapped his fingers around Caleb’s shaft. “If that’s alright.”