by Jerry Cole
“I love you too,” she said, craning her head up and narrowing her eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Just a little worried about Trevor.”
At least that sounded like the truth.
“Gotcha. Well, send him my regards when you see him, okay? Also, tell your sister to call me,” she said.
“Of course,” Basil replied.
***
Basil didn’t even announce he was going over to Sage’s. It only occurred to him no one might be there when he tried to find a parallel parking space on the street and there were no lights or any sign of light he could see coming from the apartment Trevor shared with his sister. He finally found a parking spot a couple of streets away and walked slowly toward the building. He wasn’t excited about seeing Trevor. He was kind of dreading it. He didn’t know what he could say, what he could do, to make it all better. All he knew was that he had to. He had to talk to Trevor. He had to say something, even if it wasn’t much.
Even if it did nothing. He still had to talk to him.
He walked onto the sidewalk, taking long strides, and glanced around him as if he was doing something illegal or wrong. He wasn’t sure why he felt so nervous. He probably shouldn’t. This was just a conversation. Whatever had happened between them, they needed to talk about it. That much, at least, was clear to Basil.
He didn’t understand why Trevor ran away. Then again, he didn’t understand half of the things that had happened ever since he had gotten together with Trevor. Not properly together. Pretend together.
When no one answered the door, Basil tried to calm himself down with deep breaths. His heart was jackhammering in his chest and he thought he might be about to faint. He knocked on the door again, this time loudly. When he was about to turn away, the lock clicked, and the door opened slightly.
He wasn’t let in, no one invited him. He had to push the door open himself and it was only when he said hello that he saw Trevor was the one who had opened the door for him.
“Did you bring my phone and my wallet?” Trevor said.
Basil shook his head. “Was I supposed to?”
“I left them at your place,” Trevor replied. He wouldn’t look Basil in the eyes and Basil started to find it a little bit unsettling.
“Oh,” Basil replied. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. How did you get home?”
“I hitchhiked.”
“That’s dangerous,” Basil said, raising his eyebrows.
Trevor didn’t say anything.
“I should have brought them,” Basil added.
“It’s okay,” Trevor said, shrugging. “Are you here to see Sage?”
“No,” Basil said. “I’m here to talk to you.”
“Oh,” Trevor replied. This time, he met Basil’s eyes. He didn’t really seem to want to talk to him but Basil didn’t care. He was there. As far as he was concerned, they definitely needed to talk.
“Look,” Basil started. “I just wanted to apologize, okay? I shouldn’t have sprung that on you like that.”
Trevor just watched him. He said nothing. He didn’t even blink.
“I just…I freaked out, okay? That seemed like the right thing to say.”
Trevor continued being silent.
“It seemed like the thing that would get them off our back, all right?”
Trevor blinked. “Right.”
“I should have let you prepare,” Basil said.
Trevor didn’t seem particularly receptive to Basil’s words. After a little while, where they just stared at each other in silence, Trevor finally moved his shoulders up and down in a shrug that didn’t tell Basil anything he didn’t already know.
Trevor didn’t want to talk. That much was obvious by the way he was avoiding Basil, the way he wasn’t saying a fucking thing.
“Please,” Basil said.
“Please what, Basil?” Trevor said. “Please what?”
His voice had gotten much higher, his cheeks were red, and he was standing right in front of Basil, spittle flying out of his mouth when he spoke.
Basil wanted to kiss him.
He moved his face toward Trevor’s, pursing his lips, and Trevor jerked away. “Jesus fucking Christ, you’re an asshole.”
Basil’s eyes widened in surprise. “I’m an asshole? Really?”
“Yes,” he said. “Really. You think you can come in here, talk to me as if things were normal, and then just try to kiss me? Fucking hell, man. Who do you think you are?”
“I’m your—”
“Boss,” Trevor said, scoffing. His hands were fists at his side. “You’re my boss. You’re nothing less, nothing more. You’re someone who pays me for goods and services.”
Basil swallowed. His throat was dry. His mouth was dry. When he spoke, his voice felt foreign to his own ears. “Is that all I am to you?”
Trevor softened for a split second. Instead of looking angry, he looked confused and a little sad. Basil was about to reach out and touch him, but Trevor moved away from him before he could, his eyes wide again.
“What are you doing here, Basil?”
“I told you,” Basil said. “I was here because I wanted to talk to you. I need to talk to you.”
“You don’t need to talk to me,” Trevor said. “You need to get laid.”
He said it so matter-of-fact, like it was the most natural thing in the world. As if the conversation wasn’t emotional at all. Basil hated him for it a little. He hated he had gone thirty-minutes out of the way if that was how Trevor was going to be.
“I don’t need to get laid,” Basil said meekly. “I need to talk to you. I wanted to apologize, okay? I didn’t mean to put you on the spot like that.”
Trevor scoffed. “Just like you didn’t mean to put your cock in my mouth.”
“You wanted that!” Basil said, suddenly feeling really offended. How dare Trevor think he knew everything? Basil never meant to put Trevor on the spot, he never meant to upset him, and he certainly never meant to have sex with him—if that was even what had happened. He knew people from prep school and college who would argue oral sex wasn’t sex. Experimenting was fine and as far as Basil was concerned, it certainly shouldn’t have counted as sex. “You asked me if it was okay.”
Trevor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Of course I wanted it. Do you think that makes it any better?”
“I…” Basil started. He wasn’t really sure what to say. He wasn’t really sure what to do. He wasn’t even sure how he was supposed to stand. “I don’t know, Trevor. I didn’t think it was a bad thing.”
Trevor watched him, cocking his head. “You didn’t?”
“No,” Basil said. He licked his lips, took a couple of deep breaths, and continued. Trevor had moved away from him, and although they were both standing in the little hallway that led to the open space in the shared apartment, he seemed to be really close to him. Except this time, he didn’t seem angry. If anything, he seemed defeated. He looked sad, far sadder than Basil had ever seen him. “I didn’t…I didn’t mean to upset you, okay? I hate the idea you’re sad because of me. That I chased you off.”
“You didn’t chase me off,” Trevor said. Basil noticed he was playing with his hands, he kept writhing them in front of him. He took a step forward and grabbed them without thinking. Trevor didn’t jerk away from him and he didn’t ask Basil to stop touching him, which Basil took as a good sign. If Basil was going to really talk to Trevor, he couldn’t be as upset as he was right then.
“I just want to talk, okay? I’ll go get your phone and stuff. I promise. I just wanted to talk.”
Trevor watched him. His green eyes sparkled. Basil looked at his lips, those gorgeous lips he loved kissing, and that had been wrapped around his cock just this morning, and he swallowed. He was having a hard time not biting him, touching him, feeling the way his hot, hard body felt on Basil’s own.
Trevor smiled, though it was a tight-lipped and small smile. “I feel like you want more than that.”
“What?”
“It’s changed everything,” Basil said quietly as the realization hit him. “It’s changed everything.”
He looked down as he tried to process his own words. It was strange that speaking them made him realize Trevor had changed his life so deeply, but he had, and it was weird. Basil kind of loved it. He was about to say something to that effect when Trevor moved closer to him, his eyes glimmering, and looked like he was going to punch him.
He didn’t do that, though. He wrapped his arms around Basil’s waist and started to kiss him deeply and passionately. All of his aggression went into that kiss, which Basil found incredibly hot, and his breathing quickened as he tried to keep up with Trevor’s pace. Soon he was pinned up against the wall of the hallway and Trevor moved away only for a second to look into Basil’s eyes.
“I fuckin’ love your glasses,” he said.
Basil frowned. “You do?”
“Yes,” Trevor said. “I love everything about the way you look, but your glasses are so fuckin’ hot. That was how I first knew I wanted to have sex with you.”
Basil’s breathing quickened. “When?”
“When I first saw you,” Trevor replied, biting his lower lip. “Before the party. A long time ago. I thought you were so cute. Then you cock blocked me at that Friendsgiving party, and oh my God, what I wanted to do was drag you to bed with me.”
Basil swallowed. “Why didn’t you?”
“You were far too drunk,” Trevor said. “Though trust me, I considered it.”
“Oh yeah?” Basil replied, his heart jackhammering in his chest. “What did you want to do to me?”
“Everything,” Trevor said. His mouth was so close to Basil’s ear that his breath sent a tickle down his spine. “I wanted to do everything to you. The most depraved, disgusting things.”
Basil licked his lower lip. He was already hard as fuck and Trevor hadn’t even touched him. All Trevor had done was talk to him, kiss him, and compliment him. It was like Trevor had some sort of weird spell on him and Basil couldn’t help but fall under it. “I want you to.”
“You want me to do those things? Like I said, they’re very dirty,” Trevor murmured.
“Yes,” Basil replied. “I really need you to.”
“You need me to?”
“Yes,” Basil said, aware it sounded like he was pleading. He probably was. He didn’t care. He wanted it, he wanted all of Trevor, and he wanted Trevor to use him the way that Trevor wanted to.
“Okay,” Trevor said after taking in a sharp shuddering breath. “Okay.”
Trevor kissed Basil on the mouth again, softly, without opening his mouth. His lips were soft and warm and electric. “Oh my God,” Basil said the moment that Trevor moved away from him. “So, what do you want to do?”
“To you? I have some ideas,” Trevor said. He kissed Basil on the crook of his neck and Basil moaned under his touch. “How about we take this to the bedroom?”
“Okay,” Basil said. The idea of being with Trevor in a bed made him dizzy in the best of ways. He had only ever made out with Trevor on the ground, or on the floor, or pinned up against a wall, and that seemed less than ideal. Sharing a bed with Trevor was nothing short of idyllic. Trevor moved away from him, extended his hand, and Basil took it. It felt perfectly natural to be holding hands. Basil let himself be guided toward Trevor’s bedroom.
He wanted to kiss Trevor before they were even in the room, but Trevor pulled him into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. It was a little aggressive, mostly just playful, and only did enough to turn Basil on even more. He didn’t think it was possible for him to get any hornier until Trevor climbed on top of him and started to kiss him again.
“You’re so hot,” Trevor said, moving away from him for only a second. He looked down at Basil, his eyes shining, and smiled. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Yes,” Basil said, though he really wasn’t sure about what Trevor meant when he said the word ‘this.’
“Okay,” Trevor replied. He straightened up. “I’m going to slow down for a minute because I want you to really think about whether you want this or not.”
“I do,” Basil said. “I don’t have to think about this at all. I know what I want. This is what I want. You’re what I want.”
Trevor licked his lips. “Okay,” he said. “Do you want me to take your clothes off?”
“Yes,” Basil said. As Basil started to undo his zipper, Trevor started to take off his shirt. Basil leaned back as he felt Trevor kiss him on the chest, stopping to bite his nipples a little bit, sending a shot of electricity down his spine and over his entire body. Trevor spent plenty of time kissing and stroking his chest, he slowly moved his hand down from between Basil’s pecs, and wrapped his hand around Basil’s erection. Trevor’s hands already felt unbelievable and familiar around Basil’s incredibly hard cock and his erection throbbed at Trevor’s touch.
He was so hard it hurt.
“Oh my God,” Basil murmured as Trevor started to speed up. “I’m going to…”
“No,” Trevor said, taking a deep breath. “Do you want to fuck me?”
Basil’s eyes widened. The thought of being inside Trevor was almost enough to get him to cum. His cock was already covered in precum and Trevor was using it as lube to move his hand up and down his rock hard cock and bring him closer and closer to the edge. He was doing it slowly, just slowly enough to make the entirety of Basil’s body tremble.
“You want to do this?” Trevor said, moving his hand away from Basil’s hardened cock.
“Yes,” Basil said in between sharp breaths.
Trevor nodded and started to undo the buttons on his own jeans. Basil watched him as he undressed. Basil took a deep breath. Trevor was so fucking sexy when he was undressing; all of his lines and muscles on display. Basil never thought he would want to be with a man, in a man, but he really wanted to be inside of Trevor. He wanted it more than anything else he had ever wanted in his life.
Trevor shifted slightly and Basil watched as he rose up and slid his jeans down his legs, throwing them off the bed. He was almost completely naked and Basil’s mouth was watering.
“Come here,” he heard himself say.
“What?”
“Here,” Basil said. Trevor bit his lower lip and nodded, a smile dawning on his face. He shifted toward Basil’s face and soon his crotch was right in front of Basil’s mouth, though unfortunately still covered by the fabric of his boxers. Basil grabbed them and moved them down his perfectly toned legs and he audibly gasped when Trevor’s erect cock popped out of his newly removed underwear.
“Holy shit,” he said. “You’re huge.”
Trevor winked at him. “I thought it might be better if I bottomed this time.”
Basil swallowed. “Do you not…not do it normally?”
“Oh, I don’t mind,” Trevor said. “I am pretty happy doing whatever you want. I’m versatile.”
“What does that mean?” Basil said, swallowing. It sounded good, like it had something to do with his cock.
Trevor smiled, shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. I just want you to feel good, okay?”
“Okay,” Basil said between sharp breaths. “Is th
ere anything I should know?”
“No,” Trevor replied. “Just don’t cum before I do, because that hurts, and take it at my rhythm, okay?”
Basil nodded. Those were simple instructions, yet somehow they felt incredibly overwhelming. He didn’t say anything else as Trevor leaned over and opened the drawer of the nightstand. Basil was only vaguely aware he had out a little white bottle of lube and a condom.
“I’m clean,” Trevor said when he saw Basil’s questioning look.
Basil licked his lips. “I’m clean too.”
Trevor smiled. “I know,” he said. He grabbed Basil’s cock again and jerked it for just a second, just enough to make Basil moan. “It’s just easier to do it with a condom for the first time.”
“Okay,” Basil said, closing his eyes as he felt Trevor’s hand leave his cock again. He groaned quite loudly and Trevor laughed. “I honestly don’t think it’s possible not to cum before you, though. I’m about to cum all over your hand just from watching you and listening to you talk.”
“Can’t have that,” Trevor said, leaning down and kissing Basil softly on the mouth. Basil pushed his tongue into Trevor’s mouth and Trevor kissed him back at first, but he stopped before it got to be too much, probably so Basil wouldn’t cum all over himself like a fool. “Not before I can feel you inside of me.”
Trevor leaned back again and opened the condom wrapper with his teeth. He grabbed the condom and put it deftly on Basil, with expert hands. Even the feeling of a condom around Basil’s cock was enhanced by the way Trevor was putting it on him. Then he used his hands to lightly squeeze Basil’s already tight, throbbing balls, and Basil had to throw his head back and moan.
“I’m going to sit on your dick now,” Trevor said quietly. Basil took a deep breath as Trevor lowered himself onto Basil’s throbbing erection.
The moment Basil was inside of him, he had to think about anything else not to cum right then and there. “Fuck,” he said. “You feel so good.”
Basil’s breath shook every time that Trevor moved. “Oh my God,” Trevor said. He was so hard as he kept straddling Basil that Basil’s mouth was watering. He reached out and grabbed Trevor’s cock. He started to pull at it as Trevor moved his head back and moaned, Basil’s hips bucking under him while they both sped up their approach.