Day, Xondra - Our Dirty Little Secret (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (10 page)

“
Great night, eh?
”
A deep voice stirred him back to earth.

Holy blue eyes!
For a minute he was speechless, looking into the face of the stranger who had spoken to him.

“
It was pretty bad inside.
”
The stranger motioned to the door of the bar.
“
I saw you leave.
”

“
You did?
”

“
Yeah. Don
’
t think that I am some creepy stalker. I was watching you for a bit. You didn
’
t fit in…in there.
”

“
It isn
’
t my scene,
”
said Mike.
“
I forced myself to go there tonight. It
’
s my lame attempt at being social, trying to get into the whole bar thing.
”

The stranger slid into a black leather jacket.
“
I was just on my way for something to eat. Would you like to join me? I know this excellent all-night café not far from here.
”

This offer was much better than the one from Ethan.
“
Sure, why not. That sounds great.
”

Two hours later, after they had eaten, Mike invited the guy who he now knew by name, Jackson, back to his apartment.

At first, they sat in the crammed living area on Mike
’
s banged-up couch.

This was fresh and new. And up to this point in his life, being the late bloomer that he was, he hadn
’
t done anything with a guy, and only once had fooled around with a woman. His inexperience must have showed.

“
Are you nervous being alone with me?
”
asked Jackson, his eyes sparking even with the dismal lighting.
“
You don
’
t have any reason to be, I promise. I don
’
t bite unless you want me to. And if you do, you only have to ask.
”

“
I
’
m not nervous.
”
He didn
’
t know how to explain what he was feeling.
“
It
’
s just that this is sorta new to me.
”

“
I guessed that. Like I said, you looked out of your element at the bar. Are you just coming out? I know it can be hard. I understand.
”
Jackson touched the top of his hand.
“
It gets easier.
”

Easy for him to say.
“
How long have you
…
been out?
”

Jackson counted on his fingers.
“
One, two, three
…
almost four years now. Not all that long when you think about it.
”

“
Were you worried about what other people might think about you?
”
He hoped he wasn
’
t prying.

“
I was only worried about what my family thought. Friends come and friends go, those that stay with you are the ones to keep close. The others were never friends to begin with. Always remember that it
’
s your life, and you have to live it your way.
”

“
How did you deal with your first time?
”

Jackson smiled.
“
My first time? It happened rather quickly. I knew the guy through friends, and one night at a house party, we came together. It didn
’
t turn into anything more than that one night.
”

“
That
’
s it?
”
He
’
d expected something more special.

“
That
’
s it.
”

“
Can I ask what made you notice me tonight outside the bar?
”

“
You
’
re cute. I could feed you a line about how I wanted to get to know you better, and I do, but the first thing I noticed first was your looks.
”

Jackson moved closer to him, the man
’
s hand moving up from his hand to his shoulder.

He swallowed hard, looking into Jackson
’
s gorgeous eyes.
“
I
’
ve always wanted to know what it was like to kiss another man. A man that I find sexy.
”

“
Do you find me sexy?
”
questioned Jackson, their eyes locked together.
“
I can kiss you, but you have to tell me you want me, too. I don
’
t want to do anything you may regret.
”

“
I won
’
t
…
regret it.
”

“
Then say it. Tell me you want me to kiss you.
”

“
I want you to kiss me.
”

When Jackson
’
s soft lips touched his, he almost jumped with the sensation that swept through him. It was as if every nerve ending inside him, in all the right places, lit afire with lust and desire.

Their tongues met, merging together, each fighting the other for dominance. He broke free until just their noses touched.

“
So, how was it?
”
asked Jackson, his voice low. His arms held Mike close.

Awesome!

“
That was—
”
He looked down and then up again, very aware of how erect he was inside his jeans. He pressed his lips down on Jackson
’
s. This time when he pulled back, he grinned.
“
That should answer your question.
”

“
You taste so good. Would it be terrible if I told you how bad I want to make love to you, to taste you in places that are terribly naughty?
”

He throbbed at the thought of Jackson playing with him, licking him, and sucking him.
“
Would it be even more terrible if I replied telling you I want you to do all that, and for me to do the same to you?
”

Jackson stood up from the couch and in turn helped him up.
“
Then we best move to the bedroom. I want to make this last.
”

As they walked to the bedroom, he felt a strong hand on his ass, squeezing and rubbing his cheeks.

“
Strip,
”
ordered Jackson, arms folded across his broad chest.

“
What?
”
He wasn
’
t sure if he
’
d heard right.

“
Strip. I want to see what
’
s under those clothes.
”
The man licked his lips.
“
I
’
m a top, if it matters.
”

He started to unbutton his shirt, his cock rock hard.
“
A top?
”

“
Yes.
”

He knew the lingo from reading gay porn magazines. Suddenly, he felt his asshole twitch at the thought of having a cock slide in there for the first time, deflowering him.
“
Wouldn
’
t that hurt?
”

“
Oh, babe, I won
’
t hurt you.
”
Jackson pulled off his T-shirt, revealing a well-built, muscular chest lightly sprinkled with hair.
“
I
’
m going to make you feel so good, trust me.
”

He did.
And when Jackson forced him to his knees, all he wanted to do was please this man, to pleasure him. He looked up, awaiting his next order.

“
So handsome,
”
muttered Jackson, his hand tangling in Mike
’
s hair.
“
Go for it. It
’
s all yours.
”

Like a kid at Christmas, he anxiously unwrapped Jackson
’
s package, gasping when the man
’
s huge cock sprang free, slapping against his left cheek.

“
Sweet Jesus,
”
he said, surprised. He didn
’
t think they came that big! He didn
’
t know how or where to start.

“
Stroke it,
”
said Jackson. “Play with the skin and lick the tip with your tongue.
”