Long Pass Chronicles 01 - Outing the Quarterback (28 page)

“And football?”

“I enjoyed it because you always loved it so much and I wanted to make you happy. Mostly I worried about wrecking my hands and not being able to paint. When that linebacker stepped on my hand, I thought it was over. The blood everywhere. Then I realized I could still move it, and I knew I’d been given a gift I better not ignore.”

“Where are you?”

“In Laguna. I’m sharing an apartment with a friend.”

“That fucking waiter?”

“Yes. I’ll pay you back the money for the car and five thousand dollars I borrowed as soon as I can. It may take a while.”

“This is crazy. You only have this year and you’re done.”

“I thought that too, but the year cost too much. I dropped out of SCU today.” He heard his father gasp. “I’ve waited so long for my life to begin. Thank you so much for everything. In spite of it all, I’ll try to make you proud.”

“Will—”

He heard the key in the door and smiled. “Sorry, Dad. Gotta go. Noah’s home.” He ended the call and turned off the ringer.

The door opened. Noah stepped in, tall and lean, with his backpack over his shoulder. His long hair was tightly bound at his neck. He looked at Will. “I’ve got some news.” He held up three fingers.

“Good news?” He’d been short on that lately.

Noah nodded, dropped his backpack on the chair, and walked over and sat on the daybed beside Will. “How’s your hand?”

“Pretty good. I changed the bandage and put some more of the medicine the medics gave me on it.” He didn’t have health insurance now, or he wouldn’t after his father took him off his policy. He leaned forward and kissed Noah lightly. “Don’t torture me. What’s the news?”

Noah held up one finger. “You got the job.”

“You’re kidding? Just like that? Must have been my golden hands.”

“Actually, it was your bookkeeping skills. When you told the owner that you could help keep the books, she developed secret lust. She says she’ll pay you a higher hourly rate for the books since you won’t get tips. Plus you’ll get server hours too.”

“That’s great.”
Wow
. He had a job.

Noah held up a second finger. “I ran into Donna Rios today at the college. She says she has a studio in the canyon rented for this year that she’d like to share. She freaked when I told her we’d both be her studio mates. Just for this year. She goes to Pratt next year.”

“Yeah, I remember that. That’s fantastic. A place to paint every day.”

“Yeah.” Noah took a deep breath and held up the third finger. “We only need the studio for this year anyway, because we’ll be going to UCLA next year.”

Will smiled. Yeah. It would be tough, but they’d do it.

Noah swallowed. “I got the Milton.”

Will’s mouth opened. His emotions spun like a giant pinball game. Shock. Disappointment. Delight. Amazement. And finally landed squarely on happiness. He dove at Noah and scooped him up in his arms. “Oh my God, that’s so great. Congratulations. What happened? They came to their senses. I’m so glad.”

Noah sat back. “You are one mind-blowing man, you know that? It could so easily have been you, but you’re genuinely happy.”

He grinned. “Yeah. I’m a little amazed myself, but I really am.”

“Here’s the deal. They apologized for the stupid competition and said they gave it to me because you told them to.”

That made Will catch his breath a little, but he nodded.
Good
. That’s what he intended.

“What it means is that next year, we both work, but we’ll be able to put most of the money toward your tuition. We’ll each take exactly the same number of classes a year.”

Will shook his head. “No way. That’s not fair. You can go so much faster with the scholarship. You’ll have your MFA right away and your PhD in two years.”

“Uh-uh. We’re in it together. It’ll be more fun this way.”

“We’ll talk about it.”

“Done deal. But meanwhile, you have a job.”

Warmth spread out from his chest. “And a place to live and paint.”

“And a car.”

Will touched Noah’s cheek gently with his left hand. “And a family.”

Noah opened his mouth, then closed it. He nodded with shiny eyes. “We should celebrate.”

“You could fuck me into the mattress. That would be pretty celebratory.”

Noah kissed him lightly. “I can’t believe I got a big, strong guy who makes me feel safe and still likes to bottom.”

Will’s chest felt too small. “I make you feel safe?”

Noah nodded. “Something about those big, jockoid muscles just blisses me out.”

Will wrapped his arms tightly around the slender body. “I’d like to take care of you, Tas. I know you can take care of yourself, but I hope you’ll let me help.”

Noah buried his face in Will’s neck. “I’d like that.”

“Have any dragons that need slaying? I’m up for the challenge.”

Noah pulled back. “You standing up to Masterson was all the dragon slaying I needed—for today, at least.”

Well, hell
. It sure felt good to do something right.

“As for that celebration, we need to protect your hand, so I think you should lie back and let me go to work.”

That sounded perfect, but—“You already worked a full day.”

His blue eyes twinkled. “I prefer working a full night. Get naked and lie down, jockoid.”

Noah got up, crossed over to the bathroom, and a second later Will heard water running. Already barefoot, Will pulled his sweatshirt over his head and scooted out of his sweatpants. Oh yeah, Mr. Cockamus was into it. He bobbed and weaved his way to a full upright position. Not having been fucked since all the shit had hit the fan, Will’s butt ached. He lay on his back and stroked his pole. A little advertising never hurt.

The half-closed bathroom door opened.
Oh my God.
Noah stepped out and paused, facing Will with a little smile. Clothed in hair. He’d obviously brushed out that mane, and it glistened over his shoulders and decorated his chest. The long lock half hid his scar. His slim body, always so graceful, posed now with one knee cocked and his hip thrust out to the side. Like a salute, that long cock stuck up between his perfectly muscled legs.

Will sighed. “I don’t know whether to fuck you or to paint you. God, you’re beautiful. I knew the first time I saw you like that my hiding days were numbered. I’d found what I wanted.”

Noah started walking toward him with that flowing stride. “Yes, you told me I was beautiful and changed my whole world.”

Will’s smile about split his cheeks.

Noah sat beside him. “You look like a feast, and I think I need a midnight snack.” Those full lips started to nibble. He pecked at Will’s mouth, then worked his way down his chin and nuzzled his neck. Will giggled.

Slowly, Noah ran his tongue down Will’s chest until he hit pay dirt. One nipple popped into his mouth and tiny shocks of pleasure made Will’s cock dance. Ummm. Could the boy be persuaded to venture lower? He bobbed his hips.

Still sucking, Noah murmured, “Uh-uh.” He popped his lips off. “Don’t get impatient, jockoid.”

“But it’s been days and days and days.”

“I see we’re having a little whine with our feast. Shhh.” He started licking and nibbling around Will’s belly button. With his tongue, he traced a heart. Will laughed and raised his hips enough so that his cock bumped into Noah’s tongue as it traveled. This time Noah laughed.

“Don’t get greedy. I have something else in mind.”

Everything from Will’s brain to his ass tingled. What was coming?

Noah licked the silky hairs on Will’s happy trail, bumping the intrusive cock aside with his nose. Damn.

When he got down to ball territory, he grabbed Will’s legs and pushed them back on either side of his hips. “Here, hold these.”

Oh yeah. How fast and how far?
He pulled his legs wide, baring his ass for all the world to see. Or at least all the world he cared about.

Noah took Will’s balls in hand.

Will swallowed. “Be careful with those. They may explode.”

“Oh, I hope so.”

“I was thinking, now that I don’t have to demo my alpha male status in the locker room any more, maybe I should shave.”

Noah ran his hands through the golden pubic hair. “I don’t mind all this silky fur, but if you want to get all smooth, I know a lovely boy who’ll wax you. He does me. Now stop thinking.”

Holy shit!
Noah took one of Will’s balls totally in his mouth and sucked gently, then licked his way over to the other and gave it the same treatment. Will stared because the sight was soo damned sexy. Somehow, Noah opened wide and gently inserted both balls. Indescribable. Too tight and not tight enough. Hot, wet, heaven. Noah’s hands captured Will’s hips, which were thrusting so hard he was smacking Noah in the chin.

He released Will’s balls and slid his tongue lower onto the perineum.
Oh my.
Like silk sliding over thousands of nerve endings.
Zing. Tingle
. Every electric shock sparked a new bubble in his balls. His cock throbbed so hard it hurt, but that was fine. Just fine.
Oh yeah.

Noah pushed his legs farther back. Man, he felt spread like a Thanksgiving turkey about to get carved.

And. Then. He. Did. IT. That hot, wet tongue slipped, slid, insinuated down and found its way to Will’s hole. He couldn’t breathe. All his adult life, he’d heard of rimming, read about it, watched it in videos. Never, ever had anyone done it to him. His wildest dreams hadn’t come close. Soft, satiny, Noah’s tongue outlined the hole. Will held very, very still. Didn’t want to do something dumb and make it stop.

Fingers dug into the muscle of his butt and spread him wider.
Holding breath
.

Prayers answered. Noah’s tightly curled tongue slid into his hole and wiggled. “Holy shit!” He tongue-fucked for a minute. Pulled out, stuck in a finger, curled it on Will’s prostate, stroked and tickled, sent bolts of ecstatic lightning into Will’s head, pulled out, reinserted tongue, fuck, fuck, exchanged for finger—

Holy crap! Holy crap!
Couldn’t think. Dissolving into a black hole of bliss. Will’s cock leaked onto his belly, begging for mercy. “Oh God, Noah.” Tongue, finger, tongue, finger. Gone!
No!
“Please—”

Wham!
Into that primed orifice, Noah slammed his red-hot poker of a cock. It seared over Will’s gland and tantalized every nerve in his throbbing channel. Finally.

Will wrapped his arms tight around Noah’s shoulders, gripped with his knees, and thrust his ass up to meet every down-coming fuck. “Oh God, Noah, Noah. Nobody ever did that to me—before. Nobody.” He gasped and fucked. The beast with two backs. A monster—wild, blind, and pure sex, baby. They hammered together like a well-oiled machine. About to explode. Noah’s abdomen dragged over Will’s cock with each thrust until his balls tightened into raisins. “Gonna come, Noah. Too good.”

Noah pulled his head back and his silky hair surrounded Will like a curtain shutting out everything except that wild, passionate, perfect face. Noah bared his teeth, half grimace, half grin. “Want to watch you come, jockoid.”

“Then just keep watching, baby.” One perfect jolt across his prostate timed with a squeeze on his cock from Noah’s hard abs and bye-bye, Charlie. “Oh shit.” He curled his neck back as his balls exploded into blazing light that lit up his head, then went black. Never anything like it. He shook and trembled like someone had hit him with a defibrillator.
Bam!
A shot to the heart that brought him alive. Noah. Noah.

He dragged his lids open as Noah’s body froze in midthrust and the guy full-on screamed. “Oh God, oh, oh. Will. Thank you, baby.” His face contorted, then relaxed into an expression of perfect joy. Perfect was sure as fuck the right word.

Noah’s full weight collapsed onto Will’s chest, and their hearts did a
thump, thump, thump, thump
symphony.

Their breath slowed together. Noah started to chuckle and the vibration tickled Will’s belly. “What?”

“So nobody ever rimmed you before.”

“Nope.”

“I always forget you’re my gay virgin. I really like that.” He raised his head. “I get to teach you stuff.”

“You’ve taught me way more than sex, Tas.”

“Oh yeah?” He snuggled against Will’s neck, his hair draped over Will’s chest.

“If it wasn’t for you, I’d still be living somebody else’s life.”

“You did all that yourself.”

“Yeah, but you made me see how badly I wanted to be who I am. I knew if I waited a year or even a week, I couldn’t be with you.” He combed his fingers through Noah’s strands. “That’s no pressure. I know we’re young and have a lot of life to live. I know you’re not used to having someone else around, but I’d sure like to give this a try if you would.”

Noah’s head popped up. “Hell, jockoid, I don’t ask just anybody to pay half my rent.”

Will laughed. In his whole life, Noah would always call him on everything. He knew that. That was perfect. He pressed a hand to his chest.

Noah frowned. “What? Are you okay?”

Will nodded. “I just realized for the first time in my life I feel really happy.”

Noah’s beautiful, cynical face beamed at him. “Baby, it’s about time.”

Will wiped at his eyes and laughed.