Pushing Reset (12 page)

Chapter 27

“I’ll see you boys in the morning,” Mrs. Kelly said as she tucked her purse under her arm. “I’ll make french toast, I think.” It was raining lightly and she was preparing to open her umbrella. Brandon looked up from his laptop and smiled.

“Sounds great, have a good night,” he said and waved. Jude was stretched along the sofa and tilted his head back over the arm and grinned.

“See you in the morning,” Jude saluted then went back to flicking through movies on Netflix and pretended to be only mildly aware of Brandon in the chair to his left. Mrs. Kelly laughed softly as she pulled the door open.

“Try not to get into too much trouble,” she teased before the door shut behind her.

Brandon shut the laptop and set it on the ottoman as they listened for her car to start. Once he was sure she was gone, Brandon jumped to his feet and dashed from the room. Jude smiled as he heard the sound of Brandon’s feet quietly sprinting up the stairs then lightly skipping back down a moment later. He should have been prepared when Brandon dropped onto Jude and straddled his waist. Jude grunted and reached for Brandon.

“Noah’s passed out. Playing
Just Dance
after dinner was a brilliant idea,” Brandon said as his face lowered to Jude’s.

“He’s always a little hyper and has trouble falling asleep when he’s been cooped up all day,” Jude explained as he slid his hands under Brandon’s t-shirt and he nibbled at his lower lip. Brandon growled softly as he ground against Jude.

“I’m feeling a little hyper and I’m probably going to have trouble falling asleep.” It was a low, heavy rumble that rolled through Jude leaving warmth in its wake. Jude’s hands slid down Brandon’s back and locked around his waist as Jude thrust and Brandon groaned as their hard-ons rubbed together through layers of sweatpants. Jude hummed as his tongue flicked at Brandon’s lips.

“You should have played with us,” Jude murmured and Brandon shook his head softly.

“You know I’m hopeless when it comes to dancing. But I love watching you,” he whispered then gasped when Jude’s fingers pressed into the cleft of his ass through his sweatpants.

“I think you move really well. Are you ready?” Jude asked silkily and didn’t have to wait for Brandon to answer. His cock twitched and throbbed against Jude’s. Thanks to four beers and hours of discreet flirting, Jude was definitely ready. Brandon pushed off the sofa and rose on his knees.

“Jesus, you have no idea,” he said as he slid from the sofa and pulled Jude to his feet. Jude cradled Brandon’s face and was leaning in to kiss him when Brandon grabbed Jude’s hand and his arm was nearly jerked from its socket. “Upstairs,” Brandon insisted as he tugged Jude from the living room.

“No time for romance,” Jude mumbled as Brandon nearly dragged him up the stairs. Brandon looked over his shoulder and grinned at Jude, making warmth bloom and spread within his chest.

“Being naked is very romantic,” he announced and Jude could only nod in agreement as he was pulled down the hall.

They practically fell into Brandon’s room and as soon as the door was locked, t-shirts, sweatpants, socks and underwear began to fly as they danced toward the bed, kissing hungrily as they attacked each other’s clothing. They fell on the bed and Jude forgot all about his concerns and being nervous as pure joy and lust saturated his body. His hands, lips and tongue cruised down Brandon’s chest and stomach as Jude made his way down Brandon’s body. Jude settled between Brandon’s thighs and sighed happily as his lips glided lovingly up and down Brandon’s erection before his lips gently caressed the head. Brandon growled in frustration and shifted restlessly beneath Jude.

“Can’t you just…” He began but Jude shook his head and cut him off.

“No,” he said firmly. “I’ve wanted this my whole fucking life. More than anything, I’ve wanted this. I’m not going to get slicked up and plow into you like I think your name could be Sam or Jeff but I’m not totally sure. This is you and I’m going to savor every moment of this,” Jude explained and Brandon sighed and threw his arms wide on the bed in defeat.

“Fine,” he grumbled and Jude bit his lip to keep from laughing.

“Just shut up and let me enjoy myself,” he said before his lips continued washing back and forth across the delicate head of Brandon’s cock.

Jude’s hand slid up and down the shaft in light, slow strokes and he moaned softly in appreciation when one fat drop of pre-cum formed at the tip. His tongue slid past his lips and he carefully traced the slit, collecting it and hummed in delight at the soft, sweet taste. Brandon groaned weakly in protest and Jude raised his head and glared in warning. Brandon’s hands pushed into his hair and fisted and Jude grinned as he went back to work. He slowly coaxed several more drops of nectar from Brandon before he wrapped his lips around the head and took Brandon deep into his throat. Jude sucked and stroked until Brandon was panting and swearing under his breath before Jude spread his thighs wider and slid lower. Brandon almost lost his patience as Jude lazily lapped at his balls. When Jude pushed his thighs back and held Brandon open so he could press his face into the cleft of his ass, Brandon was nearly delirious.

“Juuuuude!” He complained breathlessly and Jude chuckled as his tongue traced the tender, puckered flesh around Brandon’s hole.

“Just a little longer. The first part was for me, this is for you,” he murmured as he sucked and flicked. “I need to get you ready,” Jude explained and Brandon whimpered as his legs began to shake.

Jude feasted on Brandon until he was hoarse and his body was glistening and taut before Jude reached for the lube and coated his fingers. He slowly pushed two into Brandon’s tight hole and waited until they were gliding back and forth smoothly to start twisting and stretching them. Jude worked a third finger in and his cock pulsed angrily when Brandon tried to ride his fingers as he begged for more. By the time Jude stroked a generous amount of lube onto his throbbing length and positioned himself at Brandon’s entrance, he was nearly as desperate as Brandon.

Jude prayed for patience and that he wouldn’t hurt Brandon as he nudged against the tight bud. He saw Brandon’s chest lock as he held his breath and Jude pulled his lips in as he pressed past the tight ring of Brandon’s ass. The head slipped in and Jude held still as Brandon’s muscles clamped tight around him. Jude rubbed Brandon’s thigh soothingly and his chest began to rise and fall again. The clenching around Jude’s cock relaxed and he was pulled forward. Jude shut his eyes as tight, slick heat gripped the end of his cock and resisted the urge to slide all the way home. As soon as Brandon softened around him Jude reversed until the head of his cock rubbed against the ring of Brandon’s ass. Brandon moaned as the tension left his body and he wilted onto the mattress. Surprised but still cautious, Jude flexed his hips, slowly filling Brandon until his groin pressed against his ass.

“Are you alright?” Jude asked as he carefully settled over Brandon. Jude’s hand curved around Brandon’s jaw as he searched his face and Brandon’s brows pulled together and his eyes blinked rapidly.

“Is that it?” He asked and Jude’s head pulled back in shock.

“I’m sorry?” Jude asked in disbelief and for a moment, he was slightly offended. Brandon took a deep breath and licked his lips.

“I thought it was supposed to hurt more,” he explained and Jude’s eyes flared. He was not a small man but he was feeling a little inadequate all of a sudden.

“It doesn’t hurt at all?” He tried not to sound disappointed. Brandon’s lips twisted as he considered.

“It did at first but just for a minute. Then, it was a little uncomfortable but I just feel really full, like you’re really stretching me.” Brandon’s voice was coarse and deep and Jude’s ego felt vindicated. He laughed softly as he teased Brandon’s lips.

“I could make it hurt,” he joked but stopped breathing when he realized Brandon was considering it.
Woah. I might be in trouble,
Jude worried. Brandon shook his head and Jude relaxed.

“Maybe later?” Brandon asked and Jude felt a little lightheaded.
Oh, God. Please, don’t let him be one of those dungeon sluts that wants me to beat the shit out of him,
Jude begged.

“Why don’t we just try this first?” Jude asked as he pulled his hips back and Brandon gasped as his hands clutched at Jude’s back. “Good?” He asked and Brandon nodded quickly. “Good,” Jude breathed as he settled on his elbows as he drove forward smoothly. Good wasn’t enough, Jude decided as his hips began to thrust steadily into Brandon’s tight heat. He’d never fucked anyone without a condom and being able to feel Brandon clinging and gripping his cock as he rocked deeper into his body was nearly overwhelming Jude. Every nerve felt almost raw, he was so aware of every cell of his shaft that pressed against the inside of Brandon’s passage. A long frustrated moan spilled from Brandon and his hands started to pull and claw at Jude.

“It’s so good, Jude!” He gasped as his heels dug into Jude’s ass and Brandon’s hips bucked urgently. “Please, I need more,” Brandon begged as his fingers pressed into Jude’s back. Jude made a shushing sound and tried to calm Brandon despite the fraying of his control. He pushed his hands between Brandon’s back and the bed and grabbed his ass as he rolled his hips, filling Brandon with deep, grinding strokes. “Yes!” Brandon hissed as his thighs wrapped tighter around Jude. “More!” Brandon pleaded and Jude clenched his jaw. “It’s so good, fuck me harder,” Brandon demanded as he squeezed the muscles around Jude’s length.

It was like a cable snapped. Jude’s control slipped through his fingers and his hips slammed against Brandon’s ass. Jude pulled back and drove hard and the headboard banged against the wall. Jude released Brandon’s ass and rose on his knees and reached for the headboard. He grabbed it and thrust hard, driving deep into Brandon. Jude hung onto the headboard and dropped his head as his hips rolled and slammed relentlessly into Brandon’s clenching passage. Sweat rolled down Jude’s back, between his shoulder blades as he drove into Brandon, pushing him up the bed toward the headboard until Brandon braced his hands over his head. Still, Brandon panted, gasped and sobbed for more until Jude angled his thrusts and rode Brandon’s prostate. The sight of pre-cum leaking from Brandon’s cock in a slow, steady stream had Jude’s nerves tightening as the pressure built in his sack. When Brandon’s eyes bulged and his body jerked, everything within Jude flickered and pressure swelled into the base if his shaft. Brandon’s head snapped back and his mouth stretched in a silent roar as come shot from his cock and Jude groaned as the muscles around his length became almost unbearably tight, constricting and relaxing rhythmically, milking his cock and Brandon hissed as his come hit his stomach and chest as he twisted and shook beneath Jude.

Light flashed behind Jude’s eyes and tears poured from them as his nerves exploded and warmth and pleasure rushed through his veins. His body arched and Jude held tight to the headboard to keep from falling off the bed as violent tremors ripped through him and Brandon yelped as Jude’s come flooded his tight passage. Jude shivered as he buried his cock deep in Brandon’s ass and his muscles became limp and heavy. His chest heaved as he hung from the headboard and watched Brandon struggle to catch his breath and stop twitching. When Brandon reached for him, Jude let go and collapsed in a tangle of sweat slick arms and damp hair. Brandon’s lips were slow and clinging when they found Jude’s as his breath huffed into Jude’s mouth.

“Holy shit,” he wheezed and Jude could only nod and his face fell into the corner of Brandon’s neck, he wasn’t ready to make words. “That was unbelievable,” Brandon panted as his arms wrapped around Jude. “We’re a mess but, Jesus, that was so good.” He laughed and Jude just nodded and tried to pat Brandon’s shoulder in agreement but his hand fell on Brandon’s face. Jude decided that was close enough. Brandon kissed Jude’s palm and sighed happily. “We should take a shower,” he suggested and Jude raised his head and scowled at him. Brandon offered Jude a sheepish grin. “I came a lot and we’re both drenched in sweat. And when you pull out…” His eyes widened suggestively and a hoarse groan escaped Jude.

“Fine. But I’m done for the night. Just a shower,” he warned and Brandon nodded quickly.

“Just a shower. We can even wash ourselves, if you want,” he offered and Jude’s lips pulled tight.

“We don’t need to go that far, I’m sure we can control ourselves,” he mumbled as he got his hands beneath him and slowly slid free from Brandon’s body. They both shivered and Jude fell onto his side. “Just give me a minute,” Jude said as he waited for his body to stop pulsing with heavy pleasure and exhaustion. He didn’t have the data to support it, but Jude was relatively confident that he’d never fucked someone so hard in his life. Or come so hard. “Are you ok?” He asked as his head flopped toward Brandon and he frowned as he saw Brandon’s naked ass slipping through the bathroom door.

“I feel great!” He said and the sound of the water in the shower filled the bathroom. “Are you coming?” Brandon asked energetically as his head peeked around the door. Jude’s hand slapped across his eyes and he cursed under his breath.
I am in so much fucking trouble, aren’t I?

Chapter 28

Jude shook his head and laughed to himself as he stepped through the front door. Noah had flashed finger pistols at Jude and warned him not do anything he wouldn’t do before he ran to join his classmates on the playground when Jude dropped him off at school. Jude walked past Brandon’s study and froze. He took a few steps back and his brows rose when he saw that Brandon was indeed wearing a lavender colored button down shirt. He cautiously stepped into the room and confirmed that Brandon was alone. Jude walked around Brandon’s desk and tilted his head as he looked down at Brandon.

“So… Is the Pope coming for a visit?” Jude asked and Brandon rolled his eyes as he sat back.

“I just thought I’d try something out. I’ve been feeling a little more confident lately and I think I’m putting out a vibe,” Brandon explained and Jude raised a brow as he leaned against Brandon’s desk.

“A vibe?” He asked and Brandon nodded as he leaned forward.

“One of the landscapers flirted with me!” He whispered excitedly and Jude frowned despite the way Brandon’s shirt made his eyes practically glow which did shameful things to the front of Jude’s jeans. He looked over his shoulder toward the window.

“Did you fire him?” He grumbled and Brandon laughed.

“He didn’t do anything inappropriate, really. He complimented me on my haircut and said he liked being able to see my eyes,” Brandon explained and Jude’s jaw twitched as he clenched it.

“Which landscaper?” He narrowed his eyes as he looked back toward the window.

“Mark,” Brandon said and Jude’s lips pulled tight.

“Is he the one that’s always taking his shirt off?” Jude asked and his expression grew darker when Brandon nodded.
Great, it would be the hot one,
he complained. Brandon must have sensed his not very well hidden displeasure.

“Whatever, it doesn’t matter. The point is, I felt like looking a little nicer because I’ve been feeling a little more attractive,” he said and Jude snorted.

“You’re just now figuring out you’re attractive. And of course it matters, Brandon. A hot, half naked man that hangs around the house twice a week came onto you. I didn’t even know he was gay,” Jude said as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“That’s because you never talk to the landscapers or the other employees,” Brandon said as his hand wrapped around the inside of Jude’s thigh. “He just got out of a long-term relationship. He told me that he was having a hard time with his ex because they have a dog,” he offered as his hand slid higher. Jude nodded distractedly before he looked toward the door.

“Careful,” he whispered and Brandon nodded. Jude ignored the heat settling into his groin and the insistent pulsing of his erection. “Seems he’s ready to move on.” He spread his thighs and groaned softly when Brandon’s thumb brushed over his hard-on. Brandon shrugged as he looked up at Jude.

“I’m not interested in Mark. I’m interested in you, and this,” he murmured as his fingers cupped Jude’s sack. He squeezed and Jude moaned softly as his hips rocked. “Want to go upstairs? Mrs. Kelly’s grocery shopping and should be away for at least an hour,” he said and Jude nodded drunkenly as he stood up.

“Can I fuck you?” He asked breathlessly and Brandon smiled as he got to his feet. His eyes were heavy as he leaned close and stroked Jude through his jeans.

“I need to taste this first,” Brandon stated and Jude’s nerves twisted.

“Ok, let’s go,” he said as he grabbed Brandon’s hand and dragged him from the room.

Brandon laughed as he followed and nearly tripped as Jude rushed him up the stairs.

There was a chime and a loud buzz and Brandon groaned as he rolled over and reached for his phone. Jude followed and rubbed his lips between Brandon’s shoulder blades as he read.

“Mrs. Kelly says she’s stopping at the dry cleaner and the pharmacy on her way home. She bought some lovely peaches and is making a cobbler,” Brandon said before he set his phone on the bedside table and rolled back toward Jude. “We don’t have to rush.” He hummed happily as his head rested on Jude’s chest and Jude slid his hand into Brandon’s hair.

Jude’s brows pulled together as he considered.
Is he really content? What if he starts to get curious about other men? What am I going to do if he decides he wants to see other people?
They hadn’t really discussed feelings or a long-term commitment. So far, it was just a lot of sex and covert flirting when they weren’t in the bedroom. Jude swallowed past the swell of panic that clogged his throat. He knew he was all in, he was ready to commit to forever. But he knew that Brandon needed time. Aside from the one time, Jude hadn’t said I love you again. He’d wanted to at least a thousand times but he didn’t want to make Brandon feel put on the spot or forced to say something he didn’t mean. The shirtless landscaper flashed in his mind and he tightened his arm around Brandon. That would fucking kill him. Jude tried to think of some way to bring it up but everything sounded possessive and jealous so Jude set it aside. For the time being.

“I want to take a nap,” Brandon murmured as he rubbed his cheek against Jude’s chest.

“Go ahead,” he said gently as his fingers feathered through Brandon’s hair. “I’ll get up and leave before Mrs. Kelly gets back,” Jude suggested and Brandon shook his head and wrapped his arms around Jude.

“I want you to stay and take a nap with me,” he whined and Jude grinned despite the tightening in his chest. A long, lazy, naked nap sounded like heaven.

“As much as I’d love that, getting caught passed out and nude in your bed by the housekeeper isn’t a good idea. I’m not having you outed like that because we got careless,” he said and Brandon groaned as he rolled and covered Jude’s body with his.

“I hate letting you go early in the morning and not being able to touch you during the day unless we have the house to ourselves,” he complained as he buried his face in the corner of Jude’s neck. Jude sighed in agreement. It was frustrating.

“Until you figure out what you want to do, we need to be careful. I don’t want you forced to do anything until you’re ready. Or, you might not ever want to come out. Either way, you’ll lose the choice if we don’t act like grown men and keep being discreet,” Jude said and he felt Brandon nod.

“I haven’t really thought about it.” It was muffled as Brandon’s lips rubbed against Jude’s neck. “I mean, I have, obviously. But I haven’t really let myself consider all of the consequences. Everything’s kind of perfect right now and I just want to enjoy this,” Brandon mumbled as his hands slipped beneath Jude’s back and pushed down to wrap around Jude’s ass. “This is really perfect,” he growled as his teeth grazed Jude’s skin. Jude groaned as he tilted his head away, inviting Brandon to continue.

“I don’t think your parents would take it well,” Jude predicted and Brandon shrugged as his hips rocked against Jude’s groin.

“It’s not like my father and I are close, I don’t think much will change there. My mother loves you,” Brandon breathed before his tongue slid up Jude’s neck toward his ear. Jude bit his lip as Brandon’s lips tugged at his earlobe and heavy heat settled into his groin.

“She loves me now. But will she once she finds out I’ve taught her son how to rim an ass like a pro?” He offered and Brandon chuckled as he angled his hips and rubbed his cock along the cleft of Jude’s ass.

“I want to fuck you.” It was a deep rumble and Jude was helpless.

“Really?” He sighed as his hand swatted at the lube on the bedside table. “We both just got off and we don’t have a lot of time,” he complained and Brandon grinned wolfishly as he pushed off the bed and sat back on his heels.

“I can be quick,” he promised as he stroked a generous amount of lube over his hard-on. “I can’t get enough of you and everything we do feels so incredible,” Brandon explained as he fell forward. His hand braced on the bed next to Jude’s shoulder and Brandon’s lips covered Jude’s. Brandon’s tongue tangled with Jude’s, causing his nerves to tighten and more heat to burst within him. When Brandon raised his head, Jude was on the verge of begging. “Do you need me to get you ready?” He asked as his slick fingers caressed Jude’s tight hole. Jude shook his head as he planted his feet on the bed and tilted his hips impatiently.

“No, just do it,” he commanded and Brandon’s lips curved against Jude’s.

Jude felt the blunt end of Brandon’s erection press against his entrance and pulled in his lips to keep from moaning as Brandon pushed and slid all the way home in one smooth stroke. There was a brief spasm of bright pain and a little soreness but a delicious tingle slid up Jude’s spine and down his legs and beautiful warmth and fullness flooded his groin. Brandon flexed his hips and began to ride Jude with swift, even strokes.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” Jude gasped as his hands wrapped around Brandon’s ass, trying to pull him deeper into his body. Brandon nodded drunkenly and rose on his arms and Jude’s eyes rolled into his head as Brandon’s shaft ground against his prostate. “Right there!” Jude whimpered and his shoulders came off the bed as slow, rolling pleasure radiated through his body. When he opened his eyes, Jude’s heart stopped. Brandon’s face was taut with concentration and his body was all twisting, flexing, slick muscles as he thrust urgently into Jude. He was so fucking beautiful and Jude’s heart felt like it would crash through his ribs.
How did this happen?
He wondered as he watched Brandon filling him with deep, relentless strokes.

“God, I love fucking you. I will never get enough of this,” Brandon panted as he wrapped his arms around Jude’s thighs. Jude shut his eyes and prayed that he was right. “I’m close Jude. Rub your cock for me, I want you to come,” Brandon urged and Jude’s hand was there without any direction from Jude. He started to stroke and his nerves flickered as pressure swelled in his sack and the base of his cock. “I can feel it, Jude.” Brandon gasped and his thrusts became rough and uncoordinated. “You’re getting ready to come and I can feel it,” he growled as he drove harder and Jude was lost.

“Brandon!” It was a strangled cry as Jude jerked and arched. “Oh, fuck! Brandon, now!” He begged as he reached blindly for Brandon. Jude’s muscles locked and he was paralyzed as Brandon fell forward and screamed into the corner of Jude’s neck. Liquid heat burst deep within Jude’s ass just as come shot from his cock between them. They gripped and writhed against each other as they panted and twitched until their bodies became heavy and relaxed. Jude wrapped himself around Brandon, using his arms and legs to pull him close and sighed heavily as he wished for more time. A drowsy groan came from Brandon and Jude ground his teeth as frustration swelled within him before he rolled and loosened his hold on Brandon. He pressed a gentle kiss to Brandon’s lips before he carefully pulled away.

“I don’t want you to go,” Brandon grumbled and Jude hummed in agreement as he pulled the blanket over Brandon’s shoulders.

“Maybe another day,” he said softly as he slid from the bed and hunted for his clothes. Jude looked back and sighed again as Brandon clutched Jude’s pillow to his chest and mumbled his name. He dressed silently and managed to avoid slamming the door shut as he slipped from Brandon’s room.