The Other Side (closed for Mav Unlimited)

Jamie kept his eyes on his shoes until it was his turn with Colette. He smiled and gushed a little about how he was inspired by her writing. He thanked her for her talk and for her autograph before shaking her hand and moving on.

His eyes automatically searched out Nick - he was still busy talking with Joe. Jamie felt incredibly immature, stupid, and embarrassed about this whole venture. The moments of making out in Nick's car had probably just been a temporary insanity that Nick was trying to distance himself from, and here Jamie was showing up in his life uninvited, reminding him of his mistake, and unsuccessfully trying to lure him away from his prior plans with his friend. He hadn't even managed the simple task of giving Nick his phone number.

Jamie was just a dumb teenager - what would an intelligent, handsome, together middle-aged man like Nick want with a dumb teenager? - and the overload of emotions now coursing through him just underscored that fact. He didn't want to feel as awful and as heartbroken as he did right now, and he hated that his eyes were stinging with the threat of tears. What the hell was wrong with him? How could he be hurt by this? He'd only hurt himself - why couldn't he just be a man and suck up his disappointment over something he never should have wished for in the first place? He even felt stupid about what he was wearing now - maybe he should just throw out his cute pink shirt and dress like Kelly wanted him to. At least if she was making all of his decisions for him, he wouldn't end up making a fool of himself.

Quickly wiping at the corners of his eyes, he looked for the bathroom so he could have a few moments alone, but the only bathroom here was a single-occupancy one and it was occupied. Instead he ducked into a deserted aisle, which ended up being self-help books, and took a few moments to try to compose himself, gritting his teeth and wiping his eyes more thoroughly.

Once he could see straight, he glanced over the shelves. Maybe there would be something here that could help him figure out what the fuck he was doing with his life, but he didn't even see a single book on LGBT issues.

Fucking typical.

He could hardly have bought such a book anyway. Someone would see; someone would talk.

He hugged his signed Colette Masters book against his chest and waited for the crowds to die down. Hopefully soon Nick would be gone with his buddy Joe, and Jamie wouldn't have to see him and fall apart again.
 
Nick glanced around the area before they were almost ready to leave while Joe had gone to wrap things up. There was no sign of Jamie. He figured the boy had probably gone home by now. Nick felt a pang of guilt for a moment. Perhaps he had treated the boy a bit harshly, not even writing his number down so that they could talk as promised. He had then pretty much ignored him the rest of the evening after the talk. He had not done so without reason though. Firstly, he would have had a tough time not getting aroused if the conversation had gotten anything but serious. Secondly, he didn’t want to appear too interested in the boy. Joe was still with them and with so many people around, he couldn’t risk either. He would explain later when he talked to Jamie.

Talk to...Talk to Jamie? But...you didn’t note down his number, you dumbass!

Nick couldn’t believe he still didn’t have the boy’s number after all that had happened. What the hell was he doing! Just then, Joe appeared next to him, still talking to his assistant, letting him know that he would be leaving for the night. He then turned to Nick, who seemed to be deep in thought.

“Ready?”

Both of them were starving which made the excellent food they had all the more appealing. Nick and Joe discussed about a lot of things including books, kids, their marriages, but Nick successfully avoided bringing up Jamie in any of the conversations. When Joe brought up the subject once asking about how things were with Kelly, Nick managed to expertly change the topic and talked about his other two daughters and their marriages. Avoiding it didn’t make the thoughts of Jamie vanish from his mind. Joe had to bring him back to reality at least a couple of times during the course of their dinner.

“Are you feeling alright, Nick? You don’t seem yourself tonight.”

”I’m fine. Just a little tired that’s all.” Nick managed a weak smile as they finished the meal, ready for the check.

”Would you like a Cup Of Joe? Nick?”

The tame joke was lost on him anyway as he looked at Joe.

”Huh? What? Sorry I was...”

”Coffee, Nick. Would you like some coffee?”

Yes. I want. Coffee. Maybe I should drive there and get it. Get what I want. He had offered it, hadn’t he. Just the two of them. Drinking coffee. No harm done. Right? Yeah. Right.

“NICK!”

Joe had to raise his voice to clear the fog that his friend had gotten engulfed in. Then Nick lied to his friend. He could have really used some caffeine right now.

”No, thanks, Joe. I’ll just head home and get some rest. Thanks again for the dinner. Let’s do this more often.”

When Nick got into his car a few minutes after bidding goodbye to Joe, he didn’t follow his usual route. He turned his car around at the first light. The place where wanted to be was on the other side.
 
When Jamie finally dared to venture out of the deserted book aisle, Nick was nowhere in sight, so he headed outside to the bus stop. By this time, perfectly in accordance with his mood, he had just missed the bus. Rather than stand around for twenty minutes in the dark waiting for the next one, Jamie elected to walk home.

An hour's walk in the brisk evening air was enough to calm him a little, although he still felt rather melancholy by the time he walked into his empty townhome.

His phone buzzed with a text notification, and he hurriedly pulled it out, hope springing eternal. His heart immediately dropped like a stone when he saw it was from Kelly.

U haven't interacted with my Instas in ages Jamie. We talked abt this. I need u to :heart: and comment and share my pics, ok?? It will help me get more followers. Plus how wud it look to my friends if my own BOYFRIEND isn't even liking my selfies?? Ur supposed to be my biggest fan!! After all the shit u put me thru the least u cud do is b supportive....

Jamie groaned and flopped out onto his bed. Instagram, of all things - this was what she needed to harass him about today? He ignored the message and plugged in his phone to charge while he stripped down and went to shower, needing to scrub this whole day off of him.

After combing out his wet hair, he pulled on an undershirt and a pair of flannel pyjama pants. His growling stomach reminded him he'd missed dinner. He threw together some easy comfort food - grilled cheese and tomato soup - and sat alone in the kitchen. He was having a hard time choking it down, even as hungry as he was. The lingering melancholy over the evening's events was turning his stomach to stone. He couldn't stop thinking about Nick. He replayed their kisses over and over again in his mind, remembered the warmth of his body, and the way he had smelled.

A sudden knock on the door made him drop his soup spoon. His heart raced.

Nick. God, let it be Nick.

Of course it wouldn't be - life wasn't that kind.

Jamie combed back his half-dried hair with his fingers and trudged to the door, opening it a couple of inches. He immediately stopped breathing. He looked for something to say and found nothing. Instead he stepped back and pulled the door all the way open, tacitly inviting his unexpected guest to enter.
 
When Nick knocked on Jamie's door, his heart was beating faster than ever. A myriad of emotions had been running inside him as he had driven from the restaurant over to Jamie's townhouse complex. Was he doing the right thing? Had he done all the right things so far? Probably not. Would the boy be home? He certainly hoped he would be. When he had left him hanging the last time, he had at least made sure the boy would be alright, emotionally. He had promised to call him, even though he never actually did. But he thought he had acted with indifference this time towards the boy at the bookstore.

When the door finally opened and Jamie peeked from the gap, Nick was relieved. Thank god he was safely home. Nick would have never forgiven himself if something had happened to the boy. When the door was pulled open all the way, Kelly's father had to once again restrain himself from jumping on her cute boyfriend. He looked absolutely adorable in his pajamas. The vest hugging his lean, tight figure and the moist blonde tresses causing Nick to forget what he was going to say when he came face to face with him.

"Hello Jamie..."

The boy stood quiet for a few moments, saying absolutely nothing, indirectly signaling Nick to enter. Was he upset? Depressed? Hope not. He assumed his mother was not home as he had mentioned earlier that evening. Nick took a couple of steps forward, enough for Jamie to be able to shut the door if he wanted to, and stood facing him. Nick didn't want to assume what he wanted though, specially after all that had happened so far tonight. He stared into Jamie's eyes. There was a want there. A need. His eyes were filled with lust. Could Jamie see it? Could he feel it? The thumping of Nick's heart had slowed down considerably by now, even though the light throbbing in his pants was still there. He spoke in a soft voice after glancing around the area, making sure no-one else was around.

"I'm sorry for showing up unannounced like this. You said you'd make me coffee...or something...while we..."

Nick's eyes grazed over his face, then over his hair, down to his waist area before gazing back into the deep blue once again with a slight impish grin.

"talk...but you forgot to give me your phone number, once again."
 
Jamie's face went red as Nick looked him over. He could hardly breathe. His chest and throat felt constricted, and his heart was like a hummingbird trapped in his ribs.

Nick was sorry? He wanted coffee? Did he actually? What if Jamie assumed coffee was a ruse, and then found out Nick really did want to have coffee with him? What if he assumed Nick was serious about coffee and then found out it was just an excuse to come fool around with him? What if, what if, what if....

"I didn't forget!" he exclaimed, unsure as to why he was suddenly sounding angry. "I was going to, and... and... you know."

He wrung his hands and blinked rapidly, his chin trembling for a moment.

"I'm not mad at you," he added, his voice now hushed and timid. "I'm... mad at myself. I felt so stupid today. But now you're here... and...."

He let out a long, shaking breath and lunged forward, wrapping his arms around Nick in an enthusiastic bear hug. He inhaled the comforting scent of the man and shivered, breathing against his neck.

"I'll give you my number," he promised, his voice half muffled by Nick's shoulder. "I'll give you anything you want. But I don't think I actually know how to work the coffee machine...."
 
Nick calmly observed Jamie’s tiny little outburst as he protested to Nick’s teasing. It was adorable. He recognized his emotional state and continued to listen, not trying to interrupt him. He was going to hear everything the boy had to say. Even if it was not something Nick was willing to hear. He had after all promised to talk with him. The outburst didn’t last long however. And he doubted there would be anything he would be displeased to hear when it came to Jamie.

“Jamie, I was only kidding about the phone number. You have all the reasons to be mad at me. You can tell me how you really feel. It’s alright. And yes, I’m here. For you. And you are not stupid.”

When Jamie hugged him, Nick’s arms automatically closed around his trembling body and held him tight against his own. His right hand caressed Jamie’s hair as he spoke. Nick could feel the warm breath against the skin of his neck which gave him goosebumps. He waited patiently though. It could have been so easy for the wanton desires bubbling up inside to just erupt and consume him if he didn’t restrain himself. He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to wait much longer. Jamie’s last words made Nick laugh softly.

“If you tell me where it is, I’ll make some for both of us.”

Nick took half a step back, grabbing Jamie’s shoulders and pulling back to face him. He raised one hand and shifted the hair away from his beautiful face. His gaze steady.

“Anything I want huh?”
 
Jamie felt warmth rushing into so many empty, aching parts of him at simply being given permission to be honest about his feelings. Everything Nick said was like the opposite of Kelly, and he needed it desperately. Nick's touch was pure magic, sending pleasant tingles dancing over his tender flesh as those strong, caring fingers wove through his long hair. He pressed into the touch, catlike.

"Anything you want," he reiterated breathily, his heart leaping in response to the intense eye contact. His lips twitched, forming a teasing smirk.

"Are you going to make me guess what it is you want right now?" he whispered. "Call me crazy, but I have a strange feeling that coffee might not necessarily be at the top of your list."

Jamie reached up to grasp the hand that had been stroking his hair back and bowed his head to kiss Nick's palm, then his wrist. He raised his head again, leaning in. A breath away from Nick's mouth, he paused a few moments, just to draw out the sweet anticipation. Finally, he made the decisive move, letting his lips touch the older man's, feather light, still and silent. The electricity between them was palpable, making even the slightest contact seem earth-shattering. He breathed out through his nose, trembling, and slipped a hand around the back of Nick's neck, his fingertips tickling at the soft hairs there.
 
It was Jamie's turn to do the teasing. And oh he did it so well. He would definitely get an A if it were an exam paper. Their eye contact did not break as Nick heard the words, followed by a whisper as Jamie's hand grabbed his. Soft lips touched his palm as Nick's lust filled eyes watched him.

Coffee was surely not on the top of his list. He wanted to taste something else. He had been desiring the same forbidden fruit that he had gotten a taste of in his car just a few days ago. He was here for that sweetness his tongue yearned for. To devour that fruit. Nick wantonly stared into Jamie's eyes and shook his head ever so slowly.

"You're not crazy. I'll tell you what I want."

When Jamie's lips hovered against Nick's mouth, he felt the pulsing in his jeans, the tension between them reaching new heights. The boy's gentle touch at the back of his neck sent shivers through Nick's body. He couldn't resist anymore.

To fuck with everything! And everybody!

He was here for a reason. He had been wanting this for a long time. There was no point in pretending or delaying what was inevitable. He was going to take what he had come for. And he was going to enjoy it. He would worry about the consequences later. Passion and need had overtaken all of his other senses. He needed this. He needed Jamie.

Nick's other hand slid down from Jamie's shoulder and cupped his buttock, squeezing it firmly and pulling the boy up against his wide frame even closer than he was. He wanted the boy's abdomen to feel what he had been doing to Nick these past few days.

"I want..."

Nick caught Jamie's bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled gently before letting it go. He felt as if the heat between them could melt icebergs. It was a wonder they weren't sweating yet. All in due time. Nick leaned in and whispered in Jamie's ear before leaning back and giving him that same illicit stare, penetrating his beautiful blue eyes.

"...You."

He then released his hand from Jamie's grip and moved it to the back of his head, grabbing his half wet hair in a bunch and pressing his mouth against the boy's sweet lips, kissing him hungrily.
 
Jamie gasped when he felt Nick's hand grab and squeeze his butt. Nick pulled him up to try to get their hips in line with one another, and his eyes widened, his mouth falling open in awe. Through his soft flannel PJ pants, he could feel every inch of Nick, long and hard and thick beneath his trousers, and it brought him up to full arousal.

He throbbed powerfully when Nick nipped at his lower lip, and soon threw himself into the kiss, pushing his tongue into the man's hot mouth. The pure, unrestrained desire between them was intoxicating - Jamie didn't have a single coherent thought in his head now except yes, yes, yes, more, more, more.

As the kiss deepened and grew ever more ferocious, Jamie bucked his hips involuntarily, grinding against Nick and groaning into his mouth. He could already feel plenty of dampness inside his boxer briefs, his body eagerly anticipating what was coming. He'd always known it would be hot as hell to feel another guy's hardness, but he had no idea the profound effect it would have on him.

Me. He wants me. My girlfriend's dad wants me.

Jamie suddenly pulled back with a gasp, putting a couple of inches between his body and Nick's, but his hands remained gripping Nick's shoulders. He breathed raggedly, his eyes glinting and darkened with lust as his pupils dilated.

"Do you... want to see my bedroom?" he panted. "I'm gonna ruin a clean pair of PJs soon if we keep doing this..."

He smirked and turned even redder.
 
Nick's fingers firmly held the half-dried hair, tugging on it gently before his hand enveloped the back of Jamie's head. He clutched Jamie's ass cheek even tighter, his fingers digging into the cleft just a little bit as the boy started grinding himself against Nick, responding with an identical wantonness to the man's passionate kiss. He could feel Jamie's arousal pressing against his body, while his own manhood probed the boy repeatedly as their tongues intertwined and explored each other's mouths.

It felt like he could go on kissing this sweet mouth forever. He could make love to Jamie's lips forever. And that would have been enough. But it was not..enough. He wanted more. He needed more. So did the boy, moaning into his mouth.

When Jamie broke the kiss suddenly pulling back and looked into his eyes, panting, it took a few seconds for Nick's brain to comprehend and respond.

"Yes Jamie. I think I would like to see your bedroom."

Nick pressed forward, closer to him, as both his hands slid around the boy's waist before they ran over his flannel covered bottom, sliding down to grab the back of his upper thighs, lifting him up in the air using his arms and holding him against his body, staring sinfully into his eyes. He could now feel Jamie's throbbing cock against his stomach.

"Show me where it is."
 
Jamie gasped several more times, his head spinning as Nick boosted him up and pulled him in tight. He clamped his arms around Nick's neck to hold on as the tall, strong man practically lifted him right up off the ground - god, this was everything he wanted!

Reluctant to let go of Nick, Jamie slid his hands down to his waist and walked backwards down the hallway, taking Nick with him, keeping their bodies connected all the way. They stumbled along together, still kissing and grabbing at each other, the heat rising between them. Jamie was leaking so much precum, he thought it must be soaking through his pyjama pants by now.

Once they'd passed through the doorway of Jamie's bedroom, he felt Nick start to take charge, pushing him in the direction of the bed until his calves struck it and he tumbled over, Nick landing on top of him.

Jamie moaned and instinctively wrapped both arms and legs around the man, relishing the weight of him pressing him into the soft mattress. He thrust upwards, groaning desperately at the sensation of his erection grinding against the older man's.

His hands grabbed at Nick's shirt, starting to pull it upwards. He plunged his hands beneath the fabric, needing to feel bare, warm flesh. His palms skidded over Nick's bare back, massaging up and down, as his tongue explored the man's mouth.

More - he needed more. He pushed gently at Nick's shoulder until the man lifted his upper body, slightly concerned, but Jamie only wanted to squirm out of his undershirt. He bared his upper body, showing his boyish chest and toned belly. With Nick's shirt already pushed up, Jamie gleefully pulled him back down so that their bare stomachs pressed together - even this much shared nakedness was a delicious pleasure, and Jamie wriggled against him in ecstasy.

"You feel... so good," he panted.
 
Nick carried Jamie all the way into the bedroom as their bodies remain attached to each other, staggering and bumping, trying to kiss, lips meeting and separating, eyes hungry to devour, filled with lust. Nick tried to be careful as they passed the doorway. As they progressed towards Jamie's bed, his head tilted a few times to glance at the unfamiliar surroundings, furniture and decor to make sure they didn't fall or knock something over.

When the boy wrapped his legs around him, the close contact and body heat made Nick almost growl softly as he gazed down into Jamie's pleading eyes, his young body begging to be touched, taken, and explored. His own erection, straining against the fabric of his pants, pressed against the boy's pajama covered hardness as he felt Jamie's fingers sneaking in and starting to travel up his back.

"Good."

Nick moaned into Jamie's mouth as he planted a soft wet kiss against his lips, hovering over his body while the boy squirmed underneath him, their bare torsos rubbed together. The senses were overwhelming for Nick. He had never been with another man before. But the ecstasy of it all made him feel like he could explode in an orgasm right then and there if this continued for another minute or two. He hesitated in his mind but only for a moment, before deciding to go for it. The highly aroused state he was in made it easier to take the leap. Sure, the plumbing was different. He'd figure it out. After all, he was a man himself. And knew what made him feel good. It was probably hell of a lot easier to figure out than that of a woman's he imagined. And he had done that successfully...a long...long time ago. He had considered this scenario a hundred times in his mind ever since he had started having these feelings towards Jamie. It was now time to find out.

Nick broke their kiss and grabbed Jamie by the shoulders, pulling him upwards making him sit on edge of the bed. Nick stood between his parted legs, staring down into the boy's eyes and pulled his undershirt over his head and tossed it aside. He then removed his own shirt over his head as it joined Jamie's on the side. Nick placed the palm of his hand against Jamie's chest and pushed him down onto the bed before slowly proceeding to hook his fingers into the waistband of his pajamas and started tugging on them trying to pull them down his thighs. When the flannel passed his upper thighs and Jamie's rock hard cock sprang into view, Nick could see it was already glistening with pre cum. Nick bent down and gripped both of his calves, forcing his legs upwards and removed the flannel all the way from around his knees down to his ankles and out, one leg at a time, eyes fixed on his face, watching his every expression, smiling at his every movement, letting the pjs drop onto the bedroom floor.

Nick leaned over Jamie's naked body, brought his mouth close to the boy's ear and whispered in a sultry tone.

"Now I am going to make you feel really, really good."

Nick's teeth nibbled on the flesh of Jamie's earlobe before letting it go, his lips sucking on the tender flesh before planting soft wet kisses against the boy's neck and throat. His mouth kissed every inch of Jamie's taut young body as it proceeded south along his abdomen. As he kneeled at the edge of the bed between the boy's legs, he watched as Jamie was trying to shift, prop himself up on his elbows, lift his head and look into Nick's eyes.
 
Jamie's mouth was wide open in awe as Nick stripped him naked and stared down at him with gleeful hunger. His cock was rigid and throbbing, still oozing precum as it waited for attention. A crystalline droplet slowly fell, and for a few moments a glistening strand lingered between his glans and his belly.

But Nick was watching his face instead of his cock, and it made Jamie's heart feel like it might be just as much in danger of exploding. The whisper next to his ear made him groan and clutch the sheets in desperation.

"It gets better?" he chuckled shakily.

He squirmed in pleasure and was reduced to whimpers as Nick's kisses trailed down his body, his stubble sending galaxies of warm tingles all over his exposed flesh. It reminded him every moment that a man was here in his bedroom with him. A man was kissing him all over. A man was making sweet love to him. But he wanted more than just the sensations - he strained to watch every movement Nick made, wanting to enjoy this with all of his senses, to commit it to his memory forever and ever, just in case tonight was all they had.

"Oh my god...," he moaned, his toes curling as Nick made his way further south, his lips tickling near his navel, perilously near the wet spot his precum had left. "Oh my god. Um... uh... at the risk of embarrassing myself... I might just bust the moment you breathe on me. I've never been so fucking turned on in my life."
 
Nick was pleased to see the effect he was having on Jamie as the pretty little thing squirmed and whimpered for the man. The boy had no idea how turned on Nick was at that moment as well. If he could only see...and feel him.

"It does."

Nick assured him as he placed both his palms on Jamie's thighs, clutching them, their eyes gazing at each other.

"Then I won't breathe on you. I'll just swallow you. And there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I like how wet and aroused you are for me. I'm sure you can hold it in just a bit longer, no?"

Nick didn't waste any time waiting for a response as he teased the boy just a fraction more. He dipped his head, opened his mouth and french kissed the thick velvety head of Jamie's glistening rod, then immediately diving deeper, his lips sliding almost halfway down the shaft and taking him into his warm wet mouth. Nick stayed with the thickness lodged in his mouth for a few seconds before he could breathe. Then his lips slid further down Jamie's arousal, just an inch or two from the base, before they retreated, letting the hardness pop out of his mouth as he gripped the base using his fingers while his other hand remained firmly on Jamie's thigh.

The taste of Jamie's precum was nothing like Nick had ever imagined as he licked his lips. He watched the boy as his cock throbbed greedily between his fingers as they slid up and down the length.

"Cum for me, Jamie."

Nick rolled his tongue over the tip and started sucking eagerly, his mouth swallowing the steel like pole entirely into this mouth this time, waiting for Jamie to erupt.
 
Jamie was in a haze of awed disbelief as Nick's lips approached his eager arousal. When he felt the man's hot lips and tongue bathe his dripping tip, he sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth as his fists closed more firmly around the sheets and squeezed. He was ready to unload what he'd been storing up since what seemed like forever but was really only since earlier that day. Although in a way, there was a lot he had been holding back his whole life that he could now finally release, and he begged himself to hold off a little, to draw out this perfect moment of bliss. Even the visual of his girlfriend's dad making out with his cock was orgasmic.

"Ohhh!" he groaned desperately, his body pleading for mercy. Nick was taking in so much of him. He might as well have had his mouth around Jamie's entire body, the way the sensations affected him.

Nick could have been an old pro at this, for all Jamie knew. He wouldn't know the difference between a first-time blowjob and a five hundredth, being that he was rather inexperienced in receiving. To him it felt like the greatest pleasure the human body was capable of, and he was now biting his lip very hard to hold himself off from spraying like a firehose.

Then Nick told him to cum. Was it a request? An instruction? A command? All incredibly sexy.

With a less-than-manly squeal, Jamie threw his head back and opened his mouth wide as his back arched, his heels digging into Nick's back, the climax almost unbearable. His hips thrust hard then, fucking Nick's mouth, and then he was releasing with a wild series of cries, the orgasm seeming to come from parts deep inside him that had never been touched before.

"Ha - ah...!" he exclaimed, beating his fists against the mattress as if begging for mercy. Finally he was reduced to the last aftershocks and collapsed back, gasping for breath.

"I th-think you broke me," he shivered, following with an adoring grin.
 
Nick grabbed Jamie's legs from underneath with both arms as soon as he felt the first tremors of the volcano that was getting ready to erupt, feeling the heels against his back. He started forcing his lips down the boy's hardened shaft as his head was squeezed between Jamie's thighs. He could feel the heat between the legs, the dampness around his mouth, and Jamie's taste down his throat already. The moaning and squirming only made it hotter as Jamie continued to fuck Nick's mouth while trashing on the bed.

And then it happened. He sucked on that throbbing cock furiously, milking it all the way to the climax as he felt Jamie's entire body shudder, hands grasping desperately to hold onto something, but all he found was the sheets he was splayed on. Nick felt the cum hitting the back of his throat, his mouth intent on remaining where it was, drinking the thick cream as it kept oozing out of the pulsing member. It was nothing like he had ever experienced before. It was nothing like he had ever tasted before. He then parted Jamie's legs as the orgasm began to subside and grabbed the slick base again using his palm, wrapping his fingers around it and squeezing out the last drops of the delicious sweet and salty fluid, letting him watch it dribble on to his tongue before he sucked on the head, eyes fixed on Jamie.

When the boy spoke, Nick's mouth parted ways with Jamie's cock for the moment, as he rose and slid over the naked body and kissed him, giving him a taste of himself, still fresh on Nick's tongue. Breaking the kiss, he looked back into those blue eyes and confessed.

"Jamie...I am very...very hard for you. I have been for a while now. Ever since I saw you...It has been driving me crazy."

Nick finally said it. Not that Jamie wasn't aware of his arousal. And his need, the way he had first kissed him in the car. And then showed up on his doorstep only to make sweet love to him in his bed. But he wanted the boy to hear it from him. He gazed down at Jamie, caressing his hair.

"I want you, Jamie. I need you. I need your sweet mouth on my cock. Now."

Did it sound like a command? Or just a plea from a desperate man? It didn't matter. Jamie could take it however he wished. Nick was just trying to be honest with the boy, and himself and expressing what he really wanted. No, needed.
 
Jamie hung on his every word, every look, as he continued to breathe raggedly, still overwhelmed by the intensity of what he'd just experienced. His eyes widened when Nick told him how hard he was, how he'd been into him from the start. Jamie had suspected, or at least hoped, but now he was thrilled to know for sure that those at-first-sight sparks had gone both ways.

The want and need in the man arching over him and staring deep into his eyes between sensual kisses were intoxicating. Jamie might otherwise have felt intimidated by what he was being asked to do, but instead he just felt intensely drawn to the man. He almost felt drugged.

"I'm so glad to hear that," he whispered, hooking one leg around Nick's and grinning as he rolled them both over, landing on top. "Because I think I need my mouth on your sweet cock."

For a moment, Jamie looked sheepish about the words that had just come out of his mouth. This kind of dirty talk was new for him. He'd certainly never felt inclined in that direction with a girl. He crawled down Nick's body and started fumbling at the button of his pants.

"You are much too clothed," he grumbled, pulling Nick's pants open and then sliding down to the floor just long enough to yank them down, along with his underwear, as Nick had done to him earlier. "Holy...."

Jamie started down at the delectable sight before him - a man, a naked man, a big, thick, hard dad cock, hard for him. He hesitated only a moment longer before diving down and opening wide, deciding that it was better to just go for it rather than give himself a chance to overthink this and psyche himself out.

He filled his mouth with Nick, one hand wrapped firmly around the thick base. He inhaled, filling his nostrils with the dark, masculine scent of man, and then exhaled, letting the flavour of Nick wash across his tongue.

"Mmmmm," he sighed, swirling his tongue around. His eyes flicked up, gauging Nick's reaction to what he was doing so far.
 
Nick’s cock had been aching for Jamie. It had been far too long since it had ached for anyone. Far too long since it had been touched by anyone, except he himself. Connie’s touch didn’t count. It would have if he hadn’t had to fake his arousal and his affection for her every single fucking time.

Nick happily rolled over onto his back, letting Jamie take control. He watched as the boy undressed him, raising his hips just enough to help him pull the pants and underwear down. He grinned at Jamie’s expression just as his aching manhood was finally freed from its confines and was on full display, the thick head glistening with precum.

He felt Jamie’s warm, wet mouth slide over the thickness and gulp him, making him moan in pleasure as his back arched involuntarily, thrusting his hips slightly upwards, wanting to fill the boy’s mouth with more of his throbbing meat. Wanting...more...

“Fuck...uhh...yesss...”

Nick lifted his head to watch as Jamie’s tongue started to play with his cock inside his mouth while their eyes locked for an instant. The lust in his eyes was sure to convey his feelings to his daughter’s boyfriend.
 
It was a heart-pounding thrill to be able to touch a man's naked body. This man's naked body. It was like a sexual buffet for the teen, and he was feeling gluttonous. Even though he'd just cum spectacularly, Jamie was getting aroused all over again, sucking and touching Nick. In fact, he hadn't even gone entirely soft.

He continued pumping the base of the shaft as he took more of Nick inside of his mouth, feeling like he was finally finding his purpose and his place in life - here with Nick's cock in him, getting his fill and giving as much pleasure as he could manage. Would Nick's cum taste as good as the rest of him? He couldn't wait; but then, he also didn't want this to end.

His free hand wandered as he continued pleasuring Nick with his mouth, alternately sucking, licking, and kissing. He massaged the man's thigh, slid up and toyed with his chest hair, flicked his thumb against the fascinating little nub of a nipple. He'd never understood the big deal about tits and didn't find anything especially interesting about his girlfriend's, but Nick's nipples were fascinating and very appealing - he wondered if Nick would enjoy his mouth on them. But his mouth was very busy at the moment.

"Fuck you taste good, and you feel good," Jamie panted when he'd paused briefly to give his lips a rest. "I wanna make you cum. I wanna taste you."

He licked Nick like an ice cream cone before diving down again to take as much of Nick into his mouth as he could without gagging.
 
Nick watched Jamie lick and suck his aching cock like a lollipop, making him groan in pleasure, playing with his chest, at the same time using his hands to rub his thighs. He pushed himself up using one elbow and extended his other hand to grab the back of Jamie's head just as the boy paused and told him what he wanted. Nick applied gentle pressure with his palm, pushing his head downwards as the boy dove down once again.

"Fuck...your mouth feels so good on my cock Jamie."

The build up had been anything but straightforward. Nick hadn't experienced anything like this in a long, long time. When Jamie touched his nipple, Nick felt as if there was electric current that just passed through him. He wanted more. More of that sweet mouth. More of Jamie to touch him everywhere.

"Gawwd...yes...you are going to make me cum...very soon. Don't stop."

He felt the pressure deep within him as he got ready to deliver what Jamie had been craving all along. What he himself had been wanting ever since Jamie's sexy mouth had touched his lips in the car. He let go of the boy's hair and collapsed back onto the bed in ecstasy as Jamie continued to savor him, at the same time engulfing him into his warm, wet mouth and making him squirm on the bed.

"Don't...stop..."

Nick arched his body, threw his head back, and clutched the sheets firmly, ripe for climax.
 
Jamie moaned happily with his mouth full of cock, his eyes gleaming with excitement at each word, each noise, each reaction to what he was doing. He even adored how Nick pulled him in, unable to resist, wanting and needing him.

Yes, cum for me! he silently encouraged. Fill me up!

Noticing how Nick gasped at the curious flicking of his nipple, Jamie teased around it some more and, just as Nick's body was rising for the climax, he caught the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and twisting it while Nick grabbed at the sheets and began to let loose.

Jamie felt him surge and erupt, the heat at first pouring straight down his throat, and he struggled to accommodate. Nick soon let go of his head, and he pulled back just enough to catch the remainder of the man's cum on his tongue. It was hot and thick, salty and sweet, familiar and new. He kept his lips tightly wrapped around the tip until Nick had calmed, and then he gently suckled a little longer, as if looking for an extra taste. He ended with a tender kiss and smiled around his mouthful of cum, savouring it a few moments before swallowing and stretching out beside Nick.

"Yum," he sighed, slinging one arm and one leg over Nick and cuddling up to his side as he struggled to catch his breath. He nuzzled Nick's shoulder and chest and made his way to a nipple, his lips teasing at it.

"You're delicious."
 
"Oh...my...fucking...god..."

Nick's body shuddered violently in an intense orgasm, his fists clenched, toes curled and eyes closed as Jamie continued to enjoy himself, his tongue licking every last drop. He didn't remember if he ever had such an experience before. It was beyond wonderful.

When Nick finally opened his eyes, he stared at the ceiling for a few moments before realizing Jamie was getting ready to cuddle up to him. He watched the beautiful naked body close in next to him. Never in his life had he imagined that he would be in bed with a man. A beautiful young man.

"I'm glad you think so."

Nick caressed Jamie's hair, feeling his lips against his chest while his face brushed against his shoulder. Nick's other arm pulled Jamie closer against himself as he cupped his buttock and squeezed firmly, their naked bodies snuggled together.

"But I think you're even more delicious."

Just as Nick shifted and was getting ready to kiss Jamie's sexy lips, he heard his cell phone ringing somewhere. Fuck He muttered against Jamie's mouth, closing his eyes and pursing his lips.
 
Jamie couldn't have imagined anything sweeter than being naked with Nick, cuddled up against his sexy body, with that nice strong dad hand cupping his butt as if to claim him. The look Nick gave him as he leaned down to meet his lips made his heart flutter, and it was a moment he would remember forever.

Then there was that damned ringing. His body tensed up with instinctive stress, expecting that it was Kelly calling him, but it took only a split second to realize that it wasn't even his ringtone. Must have been Nick's phone.

Jamie sighed and pressed forward, giving Nick a firm kiss and massaging his neck gently.

"You don't have to answer that, right?" he whispered, darting the tip of his tongue against the corner of Nick's mouth. "You're busy... with your friend. Right? You haven't seen him in a while - so much to catch up on. You're a big boy - you don't have to have a curfew."
 
Nick immediately knew by the sound of the ringtone who was trying to reach him. It was Connie. He had no desire whatsoever to even listen to her annoying voice at the moment. His eyes opened and looked at Jamie, kissing him back half heartedly at first, then moaning softly into his mouth. When Jamie's tongue teased Nick's mouth, his words rung in his ears as well. Of course he was a big boy. Why was he so fucking worried about his wife's call? He was not some teenager who had to be home at a certain time at night. Hell she hardly ever bothered to let him know, much less worry about what time she was going to be back during late night work assignments. And it wasn't like Kelly needed him either.

Screw the bitch! Let it go to voicemail! I'll deal with her later.

"No, I don't. I am very busy with my...friend at the moment. Whoever is calling can wait."

Nick clutched Jamie's sweet ass more firmly this time and kissed him on the lips softly at first before deepening the kiss. He could feel the boy's erection returning to normal as their bodies rubbed against each other, his own semi-hard cock pressing against Jamie's flesh.
 
Jamie had been holding his breath, expecting to be disappointed, but when Nick agreed with him and squeezed his backside he giggled with delight and snuggled closer. The touches and kisses were rapidly bringing him back to full hardness. Nick's kisses worked on him like a drug - god, did this man ever know how to use his tongue! Sometimes it was like the man intended to choke him with his tongue, and it drove him wild - he wanted to fill Nick all the way through him. He pushed closer, as if they could meld together.

Growling with pleasure, Jamie rolled fully on top of Nick and straddled his body, breaking the kiss with a loud smack. He panted and sat up so he could get a good view of Nick, placing his hands on the man's chest, massaging and exploring. Meanwhile, he rolled his hips, grinding his cock against Nick's.

"You're so fucking hot," he whispered. "Want you so much. Fuck, you drive me crazy!"

He moved his hands aside so he could lean down and kiss Nick again. One of his hands bumped his pillow and dislodged something he had tucked under there earlier in the day, something made of silicone that rolled down to bump Nick's shoulder gently.

Jamie went bright red and then chuckled nervously when he saw Nick glance down to see what it was.

"Umm... I may have been, um... attempting to practice... something... earlier," he stammered, and laughed again, shoving the dildo back under his pillow.
 
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