Page 49 of Hidden Desires
“Oh yeah?” Blade warned, jumping onto the bed and straddling Ace’s butt between his legs.
They had roughhoused before, but this was the first time they were doing it… alone… in a motel.
“Ah!” Ace laughed as he struggled beneath Blade’s body. “You weigh a ton!”
“Oh, are you calling me fat?” Blade asked as he bounced on the bed, making Ace’s body flop uncontrollably under his own.
“No! You got white man jiggle-fat. That’s all.” Ace laughed as he playfully struggled beneath his weight.
“White man… jiggle… what?” Blade asked, amused by the boy’s choice of words to describe his…solid frame.
He knew he wasn’t as ripped as some of the other guys in the crew, but still, he considered himself a good-looking guy with plenty of man meat to offer any hungry patrons.
“Fat. Jiggle-fat.” Ace chuckled, managing to roll his body around beneath him.
Now they were staring at each other, face-to-face, his solid dick pressing into Ace’s belly.
There was no hiding it. All solid eight inches were pressing hard against his jeans and definitely making a very loud statement.
Ace looked down, even though he couldn’t see his meat pressed firmly against his stomach.
“Well, it looks like someone is happy to see me,” Ace said with a cocky smirk on his face.
Blade burst out laughing and fell onto his back, lying next to Ace on the bed.
That was the thing about Ace: He was always willing to make a joke to save someone from embarrassment or an uncomfortable situation.
“What? No more jiggly-fat?” Ace chuckled, turning onto his side and pressing his body into Blade’s side.
Blade lifted his arm and wrapped it around Ace’s body, pulling him firmly against him.
“Anyone ever tell you that you’re annoying?”
“Everyone. But they also say that I’m charming and sexy, and really great in bed.”
“Is that before or after they leave the money on the nightstand?”
Ace punched him in the side.
Blade chuckled.
“And just so we’re clear, my big guy is always happy to see you. He just doesn’t want your brother to shoot me in the face for slapping my meat on his little brother’s lips.”
Ace’s eyes heated as he stared up at him. He had seen that look on women’s faces before. It was the look they gave before they went down and sucked his dick.
Soft, warm fingers began playing with the thin layer of chest hair that Blade had on his body.
Blade swallowed hard. He wanted this more than anything. Having Ace, curled up on his side, was a fantasy that he only dared to dream about behind closed doors.
His caress felt so good. It was gentle and cautious, and even a tad hesitant.
Finally, he spoke.
“Blade? Can I ask you a personal question?”
“Sure. Anything,” Blade croaked, afraid of what the boy might ask. He was still trying to resist, but his heart was getting the better of him.
“Have you ever been with another man?”
