Apples to Oranges (2 page)

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Authors: Xondra Day

“Life’s been good. How goes everything with you?”
Preston
leaned against the row of lockers, his eyes
seemingly tracing Jace up and down.

“I’ve been well. I’m looking forward to graduation, summer, and
college in the fall.” Jace wondered what
Preston
wanted. They weren’t friends,
 
by a long
shot or even acquaintances.

Preston
looked up and down the
nearly deserted hallway as he started to speak. He appeared nervous and with
his brow furrowed, he cleared his throat. “I was thinking,” he started, his
voice soft and low.

“Thinking? About what?”

“The yearbook. You’re a great hand at organizing and
brainstorming. You have a great eye for things.”

Hand. That wasn’t the best choice of words, given their history
together. “Thanks.”

“So, I was thinking that we could get together and chat about
some ideas. I’d like to make this yearbook a memorable one.”

Jace shrugged. He was indifferent to be involved. “Sure, I guess
so. When did you have in mind?”
Preston
was
pretty cute, though Jace hated to admit he still thought so. The guy had the
whole preppy thing down to a science.

“Cool.”
Preston
smiled and
rested his hand on Jace’s shoulder, looking more confident. “My parents are
going to be out until tonight. You could come home with me and stay for supper.
We can order take-out or pick up something on the way.”

“Sounds good.” Jace was impressed. Was this a new side of
Preston
?

“Thanks, man. I’ll get the car and meet you outside.”
Preston
backed away from him and grinned. He turned and
walked down the hallway and out of sight.

Alone with
Preston
? He should
have said no. That would have been the sensible thing. After
Preston
brushed him off the last time, he’d been royally pissed for weeks afterwards.
If it happened again, Jace would have no one to blame but himself this time
around.

****

Calm the fuck down!
Brandon
wiped the palms
of his hands against his jeans. It took everything in him to muster up the
courage to write that note to Jace and actually follow through with giving it
to him. He was glad he did, and he did feel better for doing so. He hoped that
Jace wouldn’t think he was some sort of asshole. At times he hated the way he
came across to others.

His mom kept telling him to straighten up and change his shitty
attitude. Hell, she wasn’t much of a role model herself, but she did have a
point. The only people that ever understood him were his friends. They never
hassled him about anything.

“Hey, man,” Mike said, coming out of the school. He joined
Brandon
on the front
steps. “What’s up?”

“This is it,” he replied. His reason and plan for hanging out
there was to catch Jace alone, but that was all shot to hell now, with Mike’s
unexpected arrival. And while he did say what he wanted to on that little piece
of paper, he still felt the need to speak to Jace in person.

“I forgot to mention earlier that we’re celebrating Jace’s
birthday on Saturday. We’re heading out to the lake for a party. We’ll be
staying overnight. It’s nothing big, just a few beers, girls…that type of shit.
You’re welcome to come along with us.”

“Sounds good. Girls you say?”
Brandon
grinned and smirked.

“I could hook you up with someone. I’m kinda seeing Shelly
Barter and she has a couple of friends who aren’t half bad.”

“Dogs, eh?”
Brandon
snickered at the thought of being set up. Not in this lifetime.

“Hardly. Anyway, why would you care what they look like? They
put out. It’s a guaranteed lay. The rest isn’t important.” Mike playfully
punched him in the arm. “Consider it done and you can thank me later.”

“Sure, whatever. Sounds like a plan. Listen, I need to ask you a
question and I don’t want you to get pissed or offended. Your cousin, Jace. Is
he, you know…a fag?”
Brandon
braced himself to get blasted.

Mike shot him a strange look as he removed his baseball cap.
“What makes you think that?”

“I dunno, man. It was a stupid question to ask and it’s totally
none of my business if he is. For fuck’s sake, don’t tell him I asked you
that.”

Mike shrugged. “He might be. He’s never had a girlfriend or
shown interest in them. Lots of people are gay. It’s no big deal if he is or
isn’t, and I won’t tell him that you asked me about it.”

“Thanks.”

“Jace is a little different. He’s always been that way. His
dad’s death was extremely hard on him and his mom. He’s been more distant since
it happened. I don’t ask him about it much because I figured he’d talk about it
if he wanted to.”

“It sucks about his dad.” He paused. “So, yeah, I’m in for the
weekend.”

“I’ll give you a shout later,” Mike said. “I gotta go. Mom will
be bitching if I’m late getting home today. I have to mow the friggin’ lawn.
It’s like a law around my house.”

****

“Nice car,” Jace said, as he fastened his seatbelt. He then
opened his backpack and fished for his cell to call his mom, to tell her he
wouldn’t be home straight from school.

“Thanks. It’s my mom’s, but she tends to use the Jeep more.”
Preston
smiled as he pulled out of the school’s parking
lot. “Thanks for agreeing to come over and stuff. I’ve been meaning to ask you
over for a while.”

Jace pointed to his cell. “My mom.” He heard her pick up on the
other end. “Mom, yeah, I won’t be home until later. I’m heading to a friend’s
house. Yup, I’ll grab something to eat…Bye.” He snapped the phone shut. “Done.
You were saying?”

“I’m glad you agreed to come over.”
Preston
’s
eyes stayed on the road ahead of them. “I thought you might be mad at me.”

Jace hadn’t been mad, he’d been downright pissed. “Not at all,”
he lied. “I’m cool with everything. Stuff happens.”

“I’m glad to hear you say that. I was a little worried that you
tell me to screw off. We’ll go through the drive thru at Mickey D’s. My treat.”

Preston
was being extra nice.
It was quite the change of heart since their little sexploration together.
“Great, man. I’m starved.” Jace glanced out the passenger’s side window at some
kids playing basketball as they passed a park. “Nice weather.”

“And a fantastic summer, I hope. It would suck if the weather
turned out to be crap since this will be my last here at home for a bit.”

“College?” Jace questioned.

“I think I want to be a doctor. I’m checking it all out and
weighing my options.”

“Like your dad.”
Preston
’s
father was a well-known family physician in the area.

“I guess. That’s one heck of a scary thought, but some say that
we all turn into our parents at some point in our lives. Again, scary thought.”

Jace thought about his dad and how his life ended. “True
enough.”

After they’d picked up food,
Preston
turned down one side street and then another not far from the restaurant. The
last street was lined with matured trees, flowery shrubs and sprawling
driveways that led to rather grand houses. He pulled into one of those driveways
and announced they were there.

Preston
unlocked the front door
and held it open for Jace. “We can eat upstairs in my room,” he directed,
slipping his jacket off and kicking off his sneakers. “Mom has a fit if I wear
them in the house.” He rolled his eyes. “I don’t know why she cares, since the
maid’s in three times a week and does all the work.”

“Moms are hard to figure out. I don’t bother to try anymore.”
Considering how many hours Jace’s mom spent locked in her bedroom, he’d given
up on trying to understand her.

They went upstairs and when they reached
Preston
’s
room, they both sat on the edge of the unmade bed and started to eat. “Gotta
love the fries,” Jace said, putting two in his mouth. “Nice and salty.”

I shouldn’t be eating this crap,” protested
Preston
.
“It isn’t good for you. Did you see that documentary where the dude ate it for
a solid month? Man, that was gross!”

“Nope, didn’t see it, but I heard about it.”

“You have to watch it sometime. It’ll turn you off from this
stuff.”
Preston
held up his burger.

“Says you who is just about to devour it.” Jace smirked at his
cleverness. One up for him.

“I’m not making a good point, am I?”
Preston
took a big bite. “It tastes great.” He swallowed, his eyes wide with amusement.

God, he’s so cute
,
thought Jace.

When they’d finished,
Preston
fished out his notebook from his bag along with a pen. “On with the work,” he
said. “I want to make a splash with this yearbook. Something that we’ll have to
remember our years together as a class. Do you have any ideas?”

“Not a clue.” Jace was honest. “Most won’t care anyway.”

“True,”
Preston
agreed. He
tossed his pen and notebook on the floor. Their eyes locked for a moment.
“Jace, can I ask you something?”

“Yeah…I guess.” A lump formed in the back of Jace’s throat.

“Can I kiss you? It’s okay if you say no, but I really want to.”
Preston
chewed on his bottom lip.

Jace nodded. He wanted this to happen.

“Yes?” asked
Preston
, his voice
wary. He scooted closer to Jace on the bed. “I’ve thought about you so much
since we fooled around at school.”

“Me too,” Jace admitted as he felt
Preston
touch his forearm.

Preston
leaned in, his lips
tracing Jace’s. “You’re so cute,” he murmured.

They kissed. It was slow at first and when Jace felt
Preston
’s tongue merging with his, he thought he’d jump
straight out of his skin. Gingerly, he slid one hand around
Preston
’s
shoulders to hold onto him.
Preston
smelled so
damned good, freshness and masculinity mixed together. The scent was
intoxicating.

Preston
was the first to pull
back, their noses still touching. “Wow,” he said. “You have the sexiest lips.
Let’s take off our shirts.”

Run,
that’s what
Jace’s mind screamed at him, but his heart and cock yelled something else.
When you’re eighteen and horny as fuck, your
cock overrides all common sense
.

“You have such smooth skin.”
Preston
traced his hands across Jace’s bare chest once he’d removed his shirt. “Touch
me too.” He guided one of Jace’s hands and placed it against his chest. “Don’t
be nervous, man. We’ll make each other feel good.”

Jace wasn’t nervous. Well, okay, just a little. And he wanted to
touch
Preston
, desperately. To be this free
with another guy, to not have to hide his true desires was overwhelming.

Jace grazed his hand across Preston’s chest and when he moved it
up again, he rested it on
Preston
’s shoulder.
Both leaned in for another kiss, this one much more passionate than the first.

“That’s nice,” Jace said. “I love kissing you.”

“We can do more, Jace, if you like?”

Like a vise, Jace’s stomach tightened at the thought of
more.

Preston
reached for Jace’s belt
buckle. He fumbled with it and when it came undone, Jace stood up from the bed
to allow him access. “I’m so hard,”
Preston
said, as he massaged Jace’s crotch. “And so are you.”

Jace nodded and pushed his jeans to the floor, leaving him only
in his white briefs. They left little to the imagination as they tented out
with his erection.

“Lay back on the bed,”
Preston
suggested. His eyes didn’t leave Jace for a second. “But first, let me help you
with these.” He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of Jace’s briefs, sliding
them down over Jace’s slender hips.
Preston
then kissed Jace’s bare thigh. His lips lingered, skin against skin. “I wanna
suck you.”

Jace lay back on the bed watched anxiously as
Preston
assumed position between his legs. This was happening really fast. One minute
they were at school and the next they were here in
Preston
’s
bedroom making out. What a day this had turned out to be…

 

 

Chapter Two

 

Jace gasped when
Preston
drew
his cock inside his mouth. The last time all they’d done was jack each other
off. This was new territory for him, but fuck, it felt like nothing else he’d
experienced.

Jace’s cheeks grew warm, both sets of them and he felt like
every sensation was on bust. When he looked down at
Preston
,
he was enthralled watching the guy suck his cock, his lips stretched tight
around his shaft.
Preston
met his stare and
Jace’s cock surged with lust and excitement at the horny sight.

Jace watched as
Preston
reached
down with one hand and undid his jeans, sliding them down his ass with Jace’s
cock still inside his mouth. Now clad in only his boxers,
Preston
reached inside and started to stroke his own cock, soft groans escaping from
deep in his throat.

Hearing
Preston
whimpering was
enough to cause Jace’s balls to tighten. He closed his eyes and then it
happened, he shot off his load. He tried to push Preston away as a warning, but
Preston
wasn’t having it. He kept on sucking
and swallowing until Jace was thoroughly spent.

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