~ ~ GAGE ~ ~

Hardly slept all night. I'd tossed and turned. And today, no matter how busy I was fixing up cars or listening to Derek talk or ramble on about anything and everything, I couldn't shift Levi from my head.

He was there, up front and centre.

And I must have lost my goddamn mind to agree to what? Sex?

Nothing was going to plan where he was concerned.

But then again, he wasn't the same boy I'd left behind.

He'd been skinner back then. But now. Damn. He'd filled out a little, but not bulky like me, leaner and taller too. But it was the grey eyes of his that sucked me in. They were still as intense as ever.

And I'd been unable to stop myself from kissing him, and then dropping to my knees and doing what I'd dreamed of for years. I sucked him off.

I didn't regret it. But it had done nothing but complicate things further.

Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

And just like when we were kids, I found my obsession with Levi spiralling out of my control, like a drug addict that demanded his next fix

It hadn't helped when he'd told me there had been no one else sending a wave of unwarranted jealousy crashing through me with the idea of another man being his first.

I wanted to be his first. Even if it was the only time I got to be with him in that way.

So, crazy or not, I agreed to sex, but not before we'd gone out on a date first.

I know it made me selfish, but was it so wrong to want him in that way? Just one time?

And now I felt like a caged animal, restless, waiting for Friday night to come around and it was only Wednesday. Two more nights to go.

Laying on my bed, I tried reading, watching Netflix on my phone, but I could only focus on Levi and the sounds he'd made when I'd blown him in his hallway and my hand slipped over my growing erection in my shorts.

And right on cue. A message popped up on my phone from the man himself. What you doing right now? He asked.

Instead of replying, I wanted to hear his voice, so I hit the call button and he picked up on the second ring. "Nothing, what are you up to?" I asked before he'd even said hello.

"I'm in my bedroom,"

Okay. "And what are you doing in there?"

"Lying here with my jeans pulled down," he said, and I pushed up to press against the headboard.

And he didn't stop there. "I'm hard and thinking..."

Yeah, that definitely got my dick's attention, and I lifted my ass and shoved down my shorts, grabbed my hardened flesh and gave it a couple of tugs until it was harder than ever.

"Thinking about what?" I asked, now stroking myself.

"I'm hard, Gage. I'm so fucking hard that I can't think straight."

"Your hands wrapped around that hard cock of yours?" I swallowed, and it filled my voice with want, hunger, and I had to grip myself a little tighter.

"Ah-huh,"

"I want you to jack off for me, Levi. I want you to think it's my hand wrapped around it. Stroking it."

He groaned.

"Tell me what you're thinking?"

He was a little breathless. "I'm thinking of what you did, sucking my dick to the back of your throat."

My skin got hotter. "I wanna see you on your knees, Levi—for me. I've been dreaming, wanting that hot mouth of yours on my dick." It wasn't a word of a lie.

"I want that, oh god Gage."

And then my phone vibrated. "I've sent you something," he said

He'd sent me a picture of him with his hands wrapped around his hard dick.

Putting the phone back to my ear.

"You like it?"

"I more than like it, Levi."

I could hear his breathy pants, and I stroked myself faster. "Tell me when you're close."

"Oh god," he said. "Tell me what you gonna do to me... on Friday."

"Gonna peel you from your clothes and lick and kiss every inch of you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, there ain't gonna be any part of you that hasn't had my mouth on it."

"You promise?"

"Yeah."

"I'm close Gage...so..."

"That's it. Come for Levi. Let me hear you."

And he did. And as I closed my eyes and stroked myself faster, I could see him coming all over his hand. I kept that image as my climax jolted through me and I thrust up into my hand, groaning loudly as cum jetted out of my dick, exhaling a muttered fuck as my orgasm slowly subsided.

I almost didn't hear his question. "Did you just? Were you?" he asked, suddenly a little shy.

"Ah-huh."

"I wish I could have seen that."

"Ah-huh," was about all I could manage.

Two days to go.