Page 6 of His First Deep Snow
It would be so easy to close the gap.
Reece let himself enjoy the heat of Lance’s body. For a second, he pretended he was brave enough to respond to Lance’s unspoken signals.
Chapter 3
Enough time had passed. It was time to get up.
“We should get back to studying.”
He ignored the soft, disappointed sigh from Lance.
Reece tried to jump to his feet but only got one foot under him before falling to his hands and knees.
Holy shit, his head was still spinning. Was that supposed to happen?
“Okay there, dude? Or did I suck your brains out through your dick?” Lance laughed and slapped Reece’s ass.
“Fuck you. I just stood up too fast!”
“Oh,” Lance said in a weird tone.
Lance slapped Reece’s ass again.
“I’m getting up! Gimme a sec, I’m still lightheaded.”
“What? Yeah, nah, dude. It’s your ass.”
“I know, I know, I have a flabby ass. You don’t have to rub it in.”
Reece stumbled to his feet, dodging another slap from Lance.
“The fuck? No! Your ass is amazing!”
“Ha Ha. I know my ass is flabby. I go to the gym, you know! I’m trying to work it off.”
“Who told you it was flabby?”
“Some girls.”
“Criminal. Your ass is wasted on them.”
“I’m already pulling an all-nighter with you; you don’t need to ‘build me up’ or whatever.”
Was this Lance’s awkward attempt to preemptively break the tension from the blowjob? Or was he just so relaxed that he was running his mouth?
Lance scooped up both their backpacks and handed over Reece’s once he could stand up straight.
“Criminal,” Lance repeated. “Your ass is so fuckable! No gay man would ever call it flabby.”
Reece scoffed and stalked back to the computer lab.
Lance was being ridiculous. Reece knew he had to work on his body. Sucking his dick or not, he would not take being pandered to lying down.
“I’m serious! A bottom would kill for an ass like yours. Or to be more precise, a top would kill to fuck a bubble butt like yours.”
All Reece heard was bubble = flabby.
“You gays have the weirdest taste.”
