Second Chance(28)

Jack couldn’t believe they were doing this either, and not just because of their age. But because it was them, with all their history. For a moment he wondered whether it was crazy to start something sexual together, especially after Nate had admitted how he’d felt about Jack in the past.

But that was so many years ago, a teenage crush that was long over. They were adults now, and Nate was an equal part of this decision.

“You’re never too old for anything.” Jack kissed him again, with more certainty this time, and they lost themselves in that for a while. Exploring each other’s responses, they tested out what the other liked. Jack discovered that kissing Nate’s neck made him moan, and Nate discovered Jack’s weak spot by breathing in his ear. The hot tickle made Jack whimper and mutter, “God that’s nice.” Finally Jack pulled away. “I’m getting a stiff neck from twisting around,” he said ruefully. “Maybe we are too old for this after all.”

“Nah. Come here.” Nate pulled on his arm. “Sit in my lap.”

Jack thought it was best not to point out that with their height and weight disparity it might make more sense for Nate to sit in Jack’s lap. Instead he complied, bumping his head on the car ceiling and cursing while Nate chuckled.

“You need a bigger car,” Jack grumbled. He stopped Nate’s laughter by kissing him, and this time the kiss went on even longer. Not caring about the car interior cooling rapidly around them, they kissed until Jack’s erection was thick and hard, and he found himself grinding down on Nate’s lap without thinking about what he was doing. There was definitely something there to grind on. From his research, Jack guessed that meant Nate was packing—wearing a prosthetic dick—which Jack found really hot. He wondered whether Nate liked to top or bottom, or both. Jack hoped it was both—not that he was expecting they’d be fucking in Nate’s car. But maybe another time….

Nate reached for Jack’s fly, breaking the kiss to mutter into Jack’s ear, “This okay? I want to feel your cock.”

“Fuck yes. Be my guest.”

The cool touch of Nate’s hand as he wrapped it around Jack’s hot flesh made Jack groan and thrust into his fist.

Nate chuckled. “That good?”

“Yeah.” Jack’s cock hardened further as Nate jerked him slowly, sliding the skin back and forth over the head. He felt a pulse of precome wet the tip, and Nate found it with his thumb, moaning as he rubbed it in slow circles that drove Jack crazy.

“I want to taste you,” Nate murmured. He broke the kiss.

Jack lifted his hips and moved forward trying to give Nate access, but the grill between the back seat and boot made it impossible. “Fuck. You really do need a bigger car.”

“Swap places.” Nate pushed Jack off him. “Let me move the front passenger seat right forward, and then I can kneel.”

They rearranged themselves hurriedly. Jack kept out of Nate’s way while he sorted out the seat, and sat when instructed. Nate’s determination to get Jack’s dick in his mouth was a massive turn on. His patience was finally rewarded by the sensation of Nate’s lips sliding down his length; the sleek heat of his mouth and tongue made Jack’s toes curl.

“Oh fuck.” He held Nate’s head lightly, slipping his fingers into his hair. “Nate. Jesus.”

Nate made a satisfied humming sound and started sucking in earnest.

It felt fantastic, and for a while Jack gave himself up to the sensation. But as the time passed, Jack started to overthink things again. Turned on by the semi-public situation, but nervous too, it was hard for him to focus enough to get close to orgasm. The meds he was on made him take longer to come anyway. Then he started to worry that Nate might be getting fed up, or that his jaw might be aching. He groaned in frustration.

“You okay there?” Nate pulled off and stroked Jack’s dick with his hand instead. At least Jack was still hard. Jack cupped Nate’s cheeks, wishing he could see his expression. He ran his fingers over Nate’s stubble, loving how it felt.

“Yeah, it feels really good. But I’m not sure whether I’m going to be able to come.”

“Oh.” Nate sounded disappointed. “Tell me what you like. What might help?”

“It’s not about that, what you were doing was awesome. But I’m a little on edge what with being in a car rather than behind a closed door. Plus the meds have made things a bit more difficult anyway—even if I jerk off it takes me longer than usual at the moment.”

“Well I’m not in a hurry, so I can carry on if you want?”

“You sure? I don’t want you to get bored.”

“I love sucking cock. It’s a turn on for me, so don’t you worry about me getting bored. Hang on a sec.” Nate took his hand off Jack, and there was the sound of a zip and the rustle of fabric. “There. Now I can rub my dick while I suck yours. Win-win.”

With that, Nate took Jack into his mouth again and got back to sucking. Jack’s breathing got faster this time, and he started making sounds of pleasure. Knowing that Nate was enjoying himself took the pressure off Jack, and knowing that Nate was touching himself was hot. Nate took Jack deeper, pushing his face down so Jack’s cock bumped the back of his throat. When Nate moaned, Jack felt the vibrations, and finally Jack’s orgasm was close, achievable rather than a vague possibility.