Page 11 of The Way Home

Jamie swallowed. “So, it’s only recently that I…”

Came out.

The unspoken words hung in the air between them.

“Ah, gotcha.” Caleb nodded in understanding. “In that case, on a scale of one to ten, how nervous are you, then?”

“Ten,” Jamie said honestly. “But it’s not you, really. You’re brilliant and… well, right fit.”

“Fit?”

Oh, right. Caleb wasn’t up on British lingo yet.

“Uh, yeah, like… hot.”

“Ah.” Caleb grinned. “Then, on a scale of one to ten…” He brushed his lips against the side of Jamie’s neck, setting all of his nerve endings on fire. “How much would you like me to get on my knees for you right now? Help you relax a bit?”

Jamie blinked as Caleb’s hand slid to the front of his trousersand gave his cock a gentle squeeze. Holy shit, they were really doing this.

“Y-yes, ten.” Before the words were out of his mouth, Caleb was already sliding to the floor, gently parting Jamie’s knees.

“Why don’t you take your shirt off, okay? I’d like to see all of you.”

Jamie scrambled to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it onto the sofa with shaky hands. His neck flushed as Caleb’s eyes raked down his chest, lingering, then slowly drifted back up. From between his legs, Caleb looked up, the tip of his tongue dragging slowly over his top lip.

“Bloody fuck,” Jamie whispered, breath catching in his throat.

Caleb’s gaze dropped to Jamie’s crotch, and his grin turned wicked.

“Who knew a British accent could be so fucking hot?”

Large, talented hands worked Jamie’s zipper down and peeled away his trousers. Caleb’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he tugged off his pants and watched his cock spring free. A slick bead of precum caught the light, and Jamie’s cheeks burned.

Jamie’s dick was… fine. A normal-ish size, in comparison to the handful of other dicks he’d seen. Certainly nothing special.

“This okay?” Caleb asked, holding eye contact as he wrapped a confident hand around it and gave it a soft tug.

“Y-yeah, it’s great.”

Caleb licked his lips like he was ready to devour him, then winked. Jamie’s jaw fell slack as this ridiculously gorgeous man leaned in and took his cock into his mouth.

This was about as close to an out-of-body experience as he’d ever had.

Jamie gasped, head tipping back as Caleb took him all the way to the back of his throat, then pulled off slowly, licking and sucking the tip before doing it again. Each pass of his tongue somehow made Jamie harder. Once his cock was slick with spit, Caleb wrapped a warm palm around it and stroked in rhythm with his mouth.

Lightning bolts of pleasure shot through Jamie’s brain as he received the most mind-boggling blowjob of his life. It was unlikeanything he’d experienced in the past—unhurried and leisurely, like Caleb was studying every moan and whimper he pulled from Jamie’s mouth.

After God knew how long, Caleb pulled off slowly. “You have an amazing dick,” he said, voice a little rough, giving him a few slow strokes as he caught his breath. “Truly gorgeous.”

The praise and enthusiasm went straight to Jamie’s balls, making him feel more bold. Before he could overthink it, he slid his fingers into Caleb’s tight curls and gave a firm tug. Caleb leaned in, lips parting on a smile as he took Jamie deep again.

“Mmmm,” Caleb hummed around Jamie’s cock.

Jamie slid his fingers along Caleb’s scalp and was rewarded with more deep groans and breathy whines that vibrated along his length, sending zaps of pleasure to his brain. The jolts of pleasure were quickly replaced with the embarrassing realization that he was about to finish in Caleb’s mouth.

“Erm, Caleb, I—I’m going to—” Jamie gasped as pleasure pooled in his core, his orgasm hurdling at him.

Caleb pulled off with a wet pop. “Beautiful. I want to see you come.” His free hand squeezed Jamie’s thighs and, with a wink, he leaned forward and took him to the back of his throat, maintaining eye contact. With an embarrassing moan, Jamie’s orgasm crested, and he came in Caleb’s mouth.