The BL Nook

Chapter 18: Cum On, Stay

I let myself back in, the lights were still on. Josh emerged from the dining area, holding two trash bags.

“Sean? What are you doing here? You left a while ago. Couldn’t get an Uber?”

“I… I think I left my phone.”

“Really? I’ve been cleaning up the mess those bastards made, but I didn’t see it.”

I walked over to the table and pretended to search. My phone was actually in the pocket of my jacket.

“Want me to call it?”

“No! It’s fine. I’m sure it’s here somewhere. You finish up what you were doing.”

“Oh, I’m practically done…” he said, dropping the bags by the door.

“Where’s Tyler?”

“He’s out. I had to carry his drunk ass to the bed,” Josh laughed.

“Where exactly?”

“The spare room. Why?”

Relief washed over me. I guess I didn’t need to come back after all. Still, I dropped onto the $7,000 couch, sighing deeply. I missed this expensive couch. 

“Today was mentally exhausting.”

“I know… I can’t believe you came back after everything. I could’ve brought your phone to you later. It’d have been the perfect excuse to see you again.”

Josh came over and plopped down beside me. I turn to look at him and said:

“The things Tyler was saying… Did they make you uncomfortable? I saw your face when I stepped out for a smoke.”

“Not uncomfortable. Angry. The way he talked about us pissed me off. Honestly, the thought that he might be part of why you’re still unsure about us… I hate that. But… I get it now.”

“What do you mean?”

“That it’d be hard for him if he found out. And if he told your dad… you could lose your family over me. That’s not something I want you to risk.”

“You’re just now realizing that?”

Josh chuckled. “I was being selfish. I want you, Sean. I want you so badly that I didn’t care about the consequences.”

“Selfish bastard…”

“After you stepped outside for a smoke, I actually made Tyler go apologize to you.”

I leaned forward, resting my face on my hand and looked at him, grinning.

“Apologize? You mean him warning me to stay away from you and asking if I was in love with you?”

Josh barked a laugh. “What? That idiot. He should be warning me to stay away from you, not you.”

“Right? You’re the one going after me and begging for a piece of this ass,” I teased.

Josh leaned back, throwing his arm over the back of the couch, tapping his fingers lazily.

“It’s a great ass. I wouldn’t mind biting it to get a taste. Although… earlier, you were the one going after me. You licked, sucked, and even took a bite of my lips. Felt like I was being devoured and… I couldn’t get enough.”

His flirty grin made me break eye contact and look away, scratching my neck.

“You started it… You kissed me without warning.”

“My bad. Your lips are just too damn addictive. But the way you responded… Sean, I know you want me too. Your actions from earlier and from before confirm that.”

I turned back to him, squinting. “What do you mean? what actions?”

“Mmm… You might be embarrassed if I tell you.”

“Talk.”

“Okay, okay. Remember last Tuesday? When you got completely wasted?”

“…Yeah. If this is about me crawling on top of you on the couch, I remember. Don’t need the replay.”

“Not that. After I put you to bed.”

“What? What did you do?!”

“Nothing! I was a good boy, but you. You woke me up with your moaning. You were touching yourself, eyes glued to my body.”

“…You’re lying.”

“Nope. You even asked me to pull my boxers down. So I did. You jerked off while staring at my sexy body, moaning my name.”

My jaw dropped. Images from that night flashed in my head. I… I remembered. Bits of it. Shit.

“You’re making that up.” I denied it.

I stood, planning to flee from my embarrassment. But Josh grabbed my waist, and pulled me into him. “Where are you going? I’m not lying and you know that.”

“Let go, you big liar!”

He buried his face in my stomach, mumbling.

“Do it again.”

“…What?”

He looked up at me, clearer now.

“Do it again. Jerk off in front of me. Please.”

Was he serious? I’m not as drunk this time, but I knew if I refused, he’d keep asking. Maybe I could mess with him. Say something to throw him off.

“Fine. But only if I can cum on your face.”

“Okay.”

“No hesitation, huh?”

“I want to taste it.”

“… Just shut it, you perv!”

I hesitated but unzipped my pants and slid them down. My dick wasn’t hard yet, so I rubbed it a little. He was sitting there, watching me intently.

“Take off your shirt” I demanded.

His shirt came off, exposing those shiny muscles, brown nipples, and lips he kept licking. That did the trick. 

He leaned back, eyes full of hunger. I pulled my dick out and started stroking. His gaze never left me. He looked so tasty, I could eat him up. He bit his lower lip with anticipation. I told him, “Come here.”

He leaned in, and I grabbed him by the neck, kissing him deeply. While our tongues tangled, I kept stroking, my precum dripping steadily into my hand. His palms, once cradling my face, slid down with purpose. One slipped into my boxers and grabbed a fistful of my ass, hard. “Mmmhh…” I moaned without meaning to, panting as the pleasure built fast.

His hand roamed, kneading and exploring, until his fingers brushed dangerously close to my hole. The tease made me jerk faster. He must’ve felt my reaction, because he started circling it with one finger. Slow, deliberate.

I broke the kiss with a gasp. “Fuck… that feels good… ha…”

He didn’t stop. If anything, he pressed more. The tip of his finger dipped in, just barely, and I lost it. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and roughly brought his face down to my cock.

“Nghn… Ha… Ha…”

I came all over him. His face, his lips were covered. My body jerked uncontrollably. I rubbed my tip against his mouth, spreading my cum. He licked his lips a little slurping my cum into his mouth. 

“Mmm… so this is what it tastes like?”

“How does it taste?”

“Delicious. I want more.”

“You sick perv.”

He wiped his face with his shirt, and I stared at his bulge, pulsing beneath his pants. Something inside me snapped. I dropped to my knees.

“Hey! What are you doing?!”

I didn’t answer. I freed his cock. I started at it. ‘How is it even possible that it’s this big?’

“It’s so big and veiny…”

“You don’t have to do it”

“I’m not sure how to do this, so I’m just gonna lick it.”

I dragged my tongue slowly from the base to the tip, savoring the way he twitched under me. Then I wrapped my lips around him, circling the head with my tongue, teasing every sensitive spot. God, I probably suck at this… I risked a glance up and froze.

Josh’s face was wrecked in the best way.

His brows were furrowed, mouth slightly parted, biting his lip as his eyes tracked every movement of my tongue. His chest rose and fell in deep, shaky breaths, like he was holding back moans.

Wait… is he actually into this?

Apparently, my “terrible blowjob” was doing something right.

“Sean, lick the tip again… yeah, like that.”

“Spit on it and stroke it.”

I obeyed. Every word from his mouth sent a jolt to my dick. I was hard again. His voice was deep, velvety. He guided my mouth with his hands, never forcing.

“Put the tip in… swirl your tongue…”

“Good boy…”

He gripped my head, moving it gently. Tears blurred my eyes from the gagging, but I didn’t stop.

“Fuck, Sean. Fuck… it feels so good…”

His voice broke into pants. I could tell he was close.

“Nghn… Ha… ha… Haha. Phew…”

“Oh shit, sorry! I came in your mouth. Here, spit it out.”

“Ptew… Ugh. You said it tastes delicious. Are you crazy?!”

Josh burst out laughing. “So you gave me a terrible blowjob just to see what it tasted like?”

“Terrible?! You came, didn’t you?!”

“You’re right. I’ve had better, but none made me cum that fast.”

“…Seriously? What makes you think I want to hear that?”

I stood up, annoyed. He pulled me onto his lap.

“I’m saying yours was the best. I’ll never forget the way you looked. Tongue wrapped around my cock like it was the best thing you ever tasted.”

“Asshole. I’m going home now.”

“What? You’re just gonna cum on my face, suck me off, and leave? That’s heartless!”

“You’re the one who brought up other blowjobs!”

“I’m sorry, okay? Please forgive me. Stay, it’s late. If you’re worried about Tyler, I’ll kick him out first thing in the morning.”

“Shit! Tyler. I forgot.”

“He won’t even know you’re here. I’ll make sure he’s gone before you wake up. Just… stay. I’ll be lonely without you.”

The puppy eyes. The soft voice. Was he faking it just to get me to stay?

“Fine. But if he finds out I’m here, I’m never talking to you again. Also, go check if he heard anything.”

“You mean the moaning and gagging?”

“……I’m going to bed.”

“Haha. I’ll be there soon, my love.”

“Shut up.”

My toothbrush was still there, right next to his. He’d kept it all this time. I brushed my teeth, and Josh joined me, standing so close our shoulders touched. When we climbed into bed, we ended up lying even closer than we ever had before. Facing each other, eyes locked, breathing the same quiet air.

Maybe I was still a little drunk, because I let him kiss me again.

This kiss was different. It was gentle, slow. All lips, no urgency. There was no hunger, no heat. Just something soft… something tender. Romantic. His hands rested on my lower back, moving in slow, soothing circles, like he was trying to memorize the shape of me.

I don’t even remember when the kiss ended.

Somewhere in the middle of it, I fell asleep.

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