Page 5 of Evading Exodus
Ace huffed. “Seth and I go way back. We were best friends before I moved here when I was ten. I still have family in Rhode Island, so we used to take extended family trips, and I still spend at least a week each summer with him. We even roomed together at college. Geez, how could he not tell me he was gay?”
“Well, he’s not gay,” I said, freaking out a bit more, with the realization that Seth had broken up with me before one of Ace’s annual visits. “Maybe bi…”
“Hmm. Well, I’m disappointed that our evening has been interrupted. Seth said my mother invited him down for Passover, expecting him to stay with me. She wanted it to be a surprise.” Dryly, he ended, “Yay, great surprise. I guess this is partially my fault, too. I haven’t told Mom and Dad about you yet.”
“Ace…”
“I know. You can spank me later,” he teased.
“Not fair.” I pushed him away, then hauled him back, pressing a longer kiss to his lips. Our vanilla sex life was damn good; I wasn’t sure adding my preferred kind of kink to it would be in his best interest. I deepened the kiss until he backed away, then I asked, “How about you walk me to my car?” A few more of those kinds of kisses were needed to get me through the night.
Chapter 4: The Resolution
(The Fourth Plague: Flies)
The knock on my door an hour later was unexpected. Wearing just flannel boxers and my “Master of Pharmacy” T-shirt, I’d been immersed in a rather lengthy gay romance. Luckily for whoever was at my door, I was between those good scenes—the ones where you hate to be interrupted.
Curled on my couch and wrapped in my favorite blanket, I didn’t want to get up, so I yelled across my small living room, “Who is it?”
The muffled call came back, “Ace!”
Well, alrighty. With a cocky smirk, I got up, wrapped the blanket tighter around me, and shuffled to the door. Now there was a fine sight: Ace in his jammies, an overnight bag in one hand, and a couple bottles of his favorite Imperial Coffee Chocolate Stout in the other.
“Can I sleep over?” Ace asked, shy and little-like. Not my preferred kink, but the role play could be fun for a bit.
“Did your mom say it was okay?” I teased back.
“Oh yes! I called and told her all about you, and she said I should fly right over and give you hugs.” Ace gave me his best little boy giggle, and I couldn’t help but grin and laugh.
“Come on in, then.” I pulled him inside. “It’s late. Let’s get you tucked into bed.” I shut the door behind him, and then enclosed him inside my blanket with me. Ace dropped his bag and circled his arms around me, taking me into a deep kiss. Hot and heavy, until—
“Shit! That’s cold!” The bottles had hit my bare skin where Ace had pushed up my shirt. “Bad little boy,” I scolded playfully, tapping him on his nose two inches below than mine. “Go put those away.” I released him from my blanket and returned to the couch while Ace put the beer in the refrigerator and his bag in the bedroom.
If Ace wanted games, I was down for playing. I quickly stripped and rewrapped myself in the—thankfully—oversized blanket, leaving just my hands uncovered.
When Ace came back in, he walked over and dropped onto the couch beside me. I chuckled as I recognized the print on his pajamas. “I love your moose PJs. Were they a gift?”
Ace wrinkled his nose. “Actually, I bought them for myself. After I graduated, I lived in Maine for a few years.”
“Well, you are absolutely adorable in them.”
“Good enough to eat?” Ace blinked huge puppy dog eyes at me then wet his lips enticingly.
“Ummm…let’s find out, shall we?” I leaned in for some of his amazing kisses. Forcing him down to the cushions, glad I’d splurged on this oversized sofa, I sprawled on top of him. Ace ran his fingers through my hair and pulled my mouth to his.
“Hmm… this spot is tasty,” I murmured as I licked a sensitive spot on his neck, causing a shiver. I tasted another; “This one, too.” I worked into the hollow of his throat and swirled my tongue there. I lifted off him andbegan undoing the buttons of his pajama top, kissing each new bit of skin revealed.
Once his top was completely unbuttoned, I sat up, straddling his legs, and drew the sides apart. “Lovely,” I whispered as my hands began their exploration of this well-known territory. Ace rested his hands on my thighs and relaxed into my touch. I alternated gentle strokes with light pinches and flicks to his nipples.
The blanket fell off my shoulders, revealing my bare torso. Ace used his hands to trace from my ribs to my waist. Our covered groins pressed together, both of us hard and full. Ace was gazing down to where our bodies met. I shifted the blanket higher, uncovering what lay beneath. He drew in a breath at the sight of my nakedness, then reached for me, pulling me down to press our bodies together. Our tongues darted out to lick and play with one another while Ace kneaded and stroked my ass. I rubbed my bare erection on his flannel-covered one.
“Take my pants off, please,” Ace panted between kisses. I abandoned his mouth for southern shores—kissing, licking, nipping all the way. When I reached his waistband, I ran my tongue along its edge, then slowly raised it over his beautiful cock. I pressed my tongue flat against him, licked from base to tip, engulfing him whenI arrived at the crown.
Removing his bottoms resulted in me losing my blanket cover, and I shivered as the cool air hit me. I tucked myself between his legs and continued my pleasurable assault. Ace groaned with each upward suck and gasped with each tight, downward push. He grabbed the sides of my head with his fingertips, not controlling me, just holding on for the ride.
“Dare… aw, yeah. So good,” spilled from Ace’s lips, ratcheting up my desire. I lifted my gaze to find him dreamily watching me, a silly smile on his face. “You pitching tonight, Dare?” he asked, breathing hard.
I would have brushed him off as I’d done the other times he asked, but after seeing Seth tonight, it immediately brought up memories I thought I’d buried deep in left field.Fuck. Mood killer. I let Ace slide out of my mouth.
