Page 68 of The Road Home
"I want to, if you're okay with it. We only do what you're comfortable with." Jared started to move his fist over him.
"I want it, just didn't want you to feel you had to."
"Baby, pleasing you is never something I have to do. I want to bring you pleasure." Jared sank to his knees, smiling up at Orson when he looked down at him in shock.
Jared didn't give him time to react. With his fist around the base of Orson's cock, he slid his mouth down the top, before removing his hand altogether and swallowing him deeply.
"Jared…" Orson cried, his hands going to the back of Jared's head.
Jared didn't stop. He loved sucking cock, and to finally have the chance to do it for someone he had feelings for made it even more exciting. It wasn't just about getting him off. It was about bringing him all the pleasure he could. He wanted to give Orson everything he'd missed over the years. Something they'd both missed.
He moved his mouth over Orson, paying attention to his response, finding the spots that seemed to turn him on more than others. Precum coated his tongue, and he swallowed around it, allowing Orson to feel what it was like to have his throat tighten around him.
"I can't last like this." Orson's voice broke.
Jared didn't want him to. He cupped Orson's balls, rolling them over his fingers, wishing he could reach back and rub the tender hole in back, but scared to go there so soon. Right now, Orson seemed to feel safe, and he didn't want to risk changing that.
His lips pressed hard around him, and even as the water from the shower started to cool, he didn't stop giving Orson's cock all the attention it deserved. He loved the way it pulsed in his mouth, the way Orson's balls seemed to tighten, and when Orson suddenly cried out, Jared was ready, swallowing the streams of cum that shot into his mouth, savoring every bit of Orson's release.
He released Orson's cock, resting his head against his stomach as he gave him a minute to recover.
"Thank you."
"I should be the one thanking you." Jared licked his lips as he slowly stood, ignoring the ache in his knees from the hard shower tile. "That could become habit forming."
"For both of us." Orson kissed him.
When they pulled apart, Jared reached around Orson and turned off the now almost cold water. Once they stepped out of the shower, he grabbed a thick towel and slowly dried Orson off before doing his own body. "You'll stay with me tonight?"
"Yeah, I like the idea of sleeping beside you."
"Good. I'm going to go turn off the lights, but you can climb in."
Orson nodded. "You're okay if I sleep naked?"
He was surprised Orson would want to, but he had no issues with it at all. "I'd prefer it."
Orson's cheeks heated, but he climbed onto the bed anyway, pulling back the covers.
"I'll be right back." Jared hurried down the hall, flipping off the lights, and making sure the doors were locked.
As he came back to the bedroom, he took a moment to enjoy the sight of Orson in his bed. He hoped it would be a permanent thing. Slipping under the covers, he sighed contently as Orson scooted closer and spooned against him.
"This feels good." Orson sighed.
Jared smiled. "This feels right."
