“I want you so much, Jonas,” he gasped. “But I think we need to go slow. I need to know you’re not going to freak out again and push me away.”
Jonas cupped Jackson’s face in his hands. “I do want you. I’ve just been scared, and I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“I just need to know that you want this — that you want me.”
“I do want you.” Jonas pushed his hips up, rubbing his crotch against Jackson’s. “Can’t you feel how much?” Jonas cupped Jackson’s crotch and squeezed.
“Oh fuck,” Jackson moaned, leaning down to capture Jonas’ mouth again. This time Jackson went slowly. Tracing Jonas’ lips with his tongue, he slipped inside and licked his teeth and tongue, teasingly sucking on his tongue before diving in and claiming his mouth completely.
Clothes went flying and they sprawled on the living room floor in their boxers, slowly exploring one another. Jonas’ legs fell open and Jackson slid between them, rocking his hips over the man beneath him. Their cocks rubbed and Jackson gripped Jonas’ ass, pulling him in even closer. The smell of precome and arousal seeped from them both as they writhed against each other. Jonas’ hands threaded into his hair and pulled his mouth in deeper.
“Closer,” Jackson moaned. “I need to be closer.”
Jonas ran his hands down Jackson’s back and slid them inside his boxers, pulling them down. He gripped his ass and pulled him in closer.
“Take them off,” he rasped.
Jackson slipped his boxers off and Jonas took Jackson’s hand, placing it at the top of his own boxers.
“Take mine off.”
Jackson ran a finger beneath the waistband, then hooked it and slowly pulled the underwear off. Jonas’ body reacted immediately and his cock bounced on his abs, leaving a sticky trail. Jackson’s hand was sliding up his thigh and then the other alpha was licking his stomach.
“Jackson…”
Now nothing stood in their way. Jackson moved slowly back and forth against Jonas, rubbing their hardened pricks together. He’d never felt anything like it — and it didn’t feel weird, either. It was as if they were meant to come together.
Jonas wrapped his hand around both of their dicks and stroked. Jackson growled against his lips and Jonas shivered at the thrill it sent up his spine. The heat in the room had risen as the two of them rutted against each other, Jonas jacking them off simultaneously. Their dicks were slick with precome, so Jonas’ hand slid easily over both. His orgasm threatened to spill any second. He grunted, tightened his grip and sped up his strokes.
“Jackson…Oh God…”
“Me, too,” Jackson moaned, dipping inside Jonas’ mouth once again. The sweet taste washed over him and his orgasm hit hard and fast. He cried out, his seed spilling over Jonas’ hand.
Jonas came seconds later, a cry of ecstasy leaving his lips as Jackson continued to move over him. Jackson broke from the kiss slowly, licking Jonas’ lips once more before pulling away and staring down into the flushed face of the man he’d thought about for months.
He grabbed his T-shirt and wiped Jonas’ hand and their bodies. When he met Jonas’ eyes, he didn’t see regret; he saw something else. Happiness.
“Are you all right?” Jackson asked quietly.
“I’m more than all right. Did…did you like it?”
Jackson almost choked. “I’m sorry; did you not hear me liking it?”
“Still never hurts to hear it.”
“I loved it. I’ve never felt that way with anyone else, Jonas. And I’ve never been with a man before.”
“I haven’t either. What are we going to do about that? I want more; I want so much more.”
Jackson’s pulse raced, thinking about more with Jonas. He wanted him in every way.
“We’re going to have to approach this like we would any other problem.” Jackson leaned down to kiss Jonas softly.
“Research?” Jonas grinned.
“Lots of it.”
“We can experiment.” Jonas waggled his brows.
Jackson guffawed and then looked around the living room. Maps were all over the place and the coffee table was on its side. The thankfully empty wine glasses were half under the couch.
“We need to clean up.” Jackson got to his knees and extended a hand to Jonas. He pulled him into his arms and just held him.
“I like this,” Jonas murmured against Jackson’s neck. “It feels right.”
Jackson looked between their bodies and chuckled. “I think we should shower.”
Jonas’ skin heated at the thought of being with Jackson again, their bodies pressed together…
“Let’s go.”
~*~
The shower was even more erotic than the petting. Jackson held him close and kissed him as his hands moved in upward strokes on his spine. Jonas had never been more turned on in his life. He was going to come from Jackson’s kisses alone. God, he should have been doing this months ago. He could kick himself for being such an idiot.
Jackson nibbled along his neck and his hands moved to Jonas’ ass, massaging the firm globes.
“God that feels so good,” Jonas moaned, rolling his head back to allow Jackson more access.
Jackson squeezed Jonas’ ass cheeks. “I’ve always wanted to do this. Every time I saw you in jeans, I wanted to grab your butt.”
Jonas chuckled.
Jackson licked up the side of Jonas’ neck. “What? It’s true.”
“I can’t believe how right I feel in your arms.” Jonas snuggled into Jackson’s neck and kissed it. “You should spend the night. You did drink a whole bottle of wine.”
Jackson laughed. “You know better. Our metabolism makes it very hard for us to get drunk.”
“You never know, though. Just to be on the safe side, you should stay.”
Jackson pulled back and searched Jonas’ face. “You don’t have to come up with an excuse; I want to be here, Jonas. I would love to spend the night with you.”
“You would?” Jonas locked eyes with Jackson.
“Of course I would. Besides, we have another bottle of wine we need to drink,” Jackson winked.
“In bed?”
“Oh hell, yes.”
They ended up in bed with the wine. They talked for hours about everything and Jonas couldn’t recall ever being so happy. This is what had been missing from his life. They fell asleep around four in the morning, Jonas wrapped in Jackson’s arms.
~*~
The smell of bacon and eggs seduced him awake and Jackson cracked one eye open. The bed was missing one occupant. The scent of coffee teased his nostrils and then the aroma of cinnamon. Jackson rolled out of the bed and threw his jeans back on.
Jonas was in the kitchen, humming as he cooked. Jackson leaned against the wall and watched the other alpha moving around in gray sweat pants. Lord, but Jonas Brooks was a beautiful man. In all his years, he’d never been so attracted to someone. Jonas gave him a feeling of euphoria just from being in the same room. He snuck up behind Jonas and wrapped his arms around his waist.
“Good morning.” Jackson kissed the side of Jonas’ neck.
Jonas sighed and leaned his head back further. “Good morning.”
“What time did you get up?”
“Sixish? My body clock has a way of pissing me off,” Jonas chuckled.
“I missed you.” Jackson’s hands trailed down to Jonas’ abs. Jonas tuned in his arms and then they were kissing. Jackson backed up into the kitchen table as Jonas wrapped his arms around him, attacking his mouth.
“Wow,” Jackson managed to say between forceful kisses. “I like this.”
“Is it strange that I can’t get enough?” Jonas panted between attacks on Jackson’s lips.
“No, I’m right where you are. I want to take you to the bedroom and experiment on you.”
Jonas moaned and wrapped his fingers in Jackson’s hair. “That sounds good.”
Jackson smiled and dropped a kiss on Jonas’ nose. “We should eat first, though.”
/> “Yes, yes we should.” Jonas pulled away and rearranged his tented sweats. He went about fixing plates for them both and looked over his shoulder to see Jackson righting his own erection. He chuckled and set the plates down on the table. “I hate to say this, but we might have to ask for some advice on the whole man-love issue.”
Jackson’s brows rose. “Man-love?”
“You know what I mean.” Jonas’ smacked Jackson’s arm playfully.
Jackson bit into the scrambled eggs and groaned. “These are good.” He chewed and swallowed, then regarded Jonas. “Just who do you think we should talk to?”
“I don’t know; I could talk to Jude about it.”
Jackson laughed. “Oh, that should go over well!”
“It would serve the little shit right for setting us up! Do you have a better idea?”
“We could watch porn.”
“I think I can give a proper blow-job, how hard could that be? You just do what you’d like, right?” Jonas asked seriously.
Jackson’s dick perked up at the mention of a blow-job. “True,” he said slowly. “But what about the rest? Anal sex and prostates? I don’t think you can get that ‘how to’ from porn.”
Jonas looked at the time. “Okay, here’s an idea. I’ll go see Jude, you go see…whomever, and we’ll meet back here by five. How’s that sound?”
“How do we know who’ll, um, well, you know?”
“Take it up the ass?” Jonas laughed as Jackson squirmed in the chair. “Hey, if you can’t even say it, we shouldn’t be doing it.”
Jackson scowled. “Fine, yes, take it up the ass.”
“We’ll figure that out once we get the ‘how to’.” Jonas took Jackson’s hand. “I really want this to work. I want us to be prepared, but I also want you to know this isn’t all about sex for me. I care about you. A lot.”
“I care for you, too. As long as we can please each other, however that works, we’ll be fine.”
“Well you certainly pleased me last night,” Jonas said huskily.
Jackson’s mouth watered looking at Jonas’ lips. “I want to kiss you.”
Jonas leapt across the table and Jackson fell back in the chair. When they hit the floor, Jonas’ hand was on the back of Jackson’s head, protecting him from hitting the linoleum.
“Jesus!” Jackson gripped Jonas’ ass as the man took his mouth in a carnal kiss.
“I feel like a horny teenager,” Jonas rasped.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” Jackson flipped Jonas to his back and settled on top of him. They kissed for what seemed like hours, rutting against each other, their hands investigating flesh. Jackson broke from the kiss first and eyed Jonas’ kiss-swollen lips. “Mmmmmm, you look positively edible like that.”
Jonas chuckled. “Speaking of food…”
“Yes, we should finish eating. We have work to do.” Jackson stood and pulled Jonas up. He cradled him in his arms and kissed him softly. “So, back here at five.”
“Yes.”
“Can’t wait.”
~*~
Jonas waited for Jude to come off his EMT shift. He’d called his son and said they needed to talk — which prompted Jude to apologize again for blindsiding him with the Jackson date.
Jonas chuckled as he imagined the look on his son’s face when he found out what he wanted to talk about. Jude came out of the hospital and smiled at him. Jonas waited for him to cross the parking lot before speaking.
“Hey, Dad.” Jude hugged his father.
“Can we go somewhere private to talk?”
“Sure, Hayden’s out and Dasan’s in school, so you can come to my place.”
“Okay, I’ll follow you.”
Once they got to the house, Jonas followed his son inside.
“Do you want something to drink?” Jude pulled out some water bottles.
“I need advice on anal sex,” Jonas blurted.
Jude dropped the water bottles and his mouth hung open. “W-what?”
Jonas crossed his arms and smiled. “I need advice on anal sex.”
“That’s what I thought you said.” Jude fell into one of the kitchen chairs and rubbed his face with his hands, elbows propped on the table. “I take it this has to do with Jackson and the date we set you up on?”
Jonas nodded and sat down across from his son. “See, this is the problem. Neither Jackson nor I have been with a man before. We know what we want; we’re just not sure on how to go about it.”
“So you thought coming to me was a good idea?” Jude said slowly. “Are you trying to make sure I’m never able to have sex again?”
Jonas gave his son a wicked grin. “You set us up.”
“Touché.”
“So? Are you going to help me or not?” Jonas glared at his son. This really was way too much fun.
“You know, I never really thought there’d be a day when my father came to me for advice on sex.” Jude drawled. “Give me a second to process this.”
Jonas laughed. “You really should see your face right now. I wish I’d brought a camera.”
“Are you done?” Jude arched a brow.
“Maybe,” Jonas chuckled.
Jude scowled.
“Oh grow up!” Jonas laughed. “Have you had ‘the talk’ with Dasan yet?” Jonas put his fingers up in air quotations.
“Yes, Hayden and I sat him down. He knew most of it already. The high school is really good with sex education.” Jude folded his hands together and cleared his throat. “Okay.” He took a deep breath. “Tell me what you want to know.”
“Well, Jackson and I were wondering what to do to make things more comfortable for each other. Since neither one of us have ever —”
Jude put his hand up. “I get it! The most important thing is to make sure to prepare each other. First, you need a lot of lube and to stretch the anal walls with your fingers.”
“How do you know when it’s stretched enough?”
Jude pushed away from the table and opened the fridge. “I need a drink.”
Jonas chuckled.
~*~
Tristan picked his jaw up off his desk. “Excuse me?”
“Which part did you not get?” Jackson sat back in the chair and crossed his legs.
“All of it?”
“Well, you and Scott decided I needed to be set up with Jonas. It just so happens we finally came clean with each other and now we want to show each other how much we care. That’s where you come in. Since you were so interested in my love life, I need to know how to be with Jonas in a more…sexual way. We’d like to explore all avenues. This is new to us and we want to make sure we do everything right. The last thing I want is to hurt Jonas.”
“So you want me to explain anal intercourse to you,” Tristan said slowly.
“Yes, that’s what I said.”
“Just like that? One date and you guys are rushing into sex? This is the media’s fault,” he muttered.
“I didn’t say that. We’re taking things slow, but we’d also like to be prepared when the time comes. I have every intention of making Jonas mine.”
Tristan finally smiled. It was about time his alpha found someone to love that way. Okay, so the topic of anal sex was the last thing he’d ever thought he’d be discussing with the man, but what the hell? If he helped the two of them become closer, he was all for it.
“Would you like a power point presentation?” Tristan winked.
Jackson arched a brow. “Are you going to draw a dick and an asshole?”
Tristan laughed loudly. “No. I will however walk you through from beginning to completion.”
“Who gets on top?”
“Well, that’s a good question. Since Scott and I are both alpha males, we switch. But we both like it, so it works out for us. It may be that Jonas doesn’t like anal and you do, or vice versa. Being the top doesn’t necessarily make you the man, and being the bottom doesn’t make you less of a man.”
“I don’t think who’s the man is an issue with us. We’re b
oth strong-minded individuals.”
“So it worked.” Tristan grinned at his alpha.
“What did?”
“The set-up. Jude talked to Scott and me about it and we put our heads together. It was hard watching you two fight your mutual attraction. We could see you belonged together.”
“I’ve wanted Jonas since that day in the hospital. I just couldn’t push the issue with him. He needed to come to me.”
“And now he has. You look really happy.”
“I am. I haven’t felt like this in — I don’t know how long. And it isn’t just physical. I miss him already and I haven’t even been gone that long.”
“I get it.” Tristan nodded.
“I know you do. You almost lost Scott and I saw what it did to you. You let yourself bond to him, and it almost killed you as well.”
Tristan thought back to that time. A would-be killer injected Scott with rogue saliva and he had died, briefly. But it had been long enough. Tristan had wanted to go right with him. He couldn’t see his life without Scott and their son. He studied Jackson’s face.
“Are we talking marriage someday?”
Jackson sat forward in the chair with a grin. “You never know.”
~*~
Jonas pulled up to his house by four-thirty. The talk with Jude had been good, although it had been a riot to watch his son squirm talking about sex. He’d taken Jude’s advice and stopped by a sex store on the way home. He was now the proud owner of a seven-inch dildo and some flavored lube.
Jonas grinned as he went about warming leftovers from the night before. He grabbed another bottle of wine and opened it, letting it breathe. He didn’t think he was ready for anal sex just yet, but more touching was definitely on the menu. The sound of Jackson’s car on the drive caught his attention and Jonas smiled. He practically ran to the front door and opened it before Jackson had even gotten halfway up the walk. The other alpha grinned and raised his brows.
“Happy to see me?”
Jonas yanked Jackson inside and slammed the door, pushed the other man against it and attacked his mouth. Their hands sought skin immediately and they writhed against each other.
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