Pisces: From Behind That Locked Door by Pepper Espinoza

what he was doing? What about his desperation? Was that as obvious as his inexperience?
    Of course it is, Jeni's voice quickly responded. He kissed you once and you grabbed his cock. Do you think that's how people normally behave?
    Jay gasped at the thought and tried to step back, releasing Stephen like he'd been burned. "I'm sorry. I... "
    "Fuck, Jay, please don't stop."
    In this confusing time, the right thing to do was whatever Stephen said to do. Jay re-established his grip on Stephen's cock and began stroking him again, pumping his wrist faster and faster, occasionally twisting his palm over the swollen head. Stephen clutched his shoulders, claiming Jay's mouth just in time to muffle a low groan. He rocked his hips, fucking Jay's hand and the urge to drop to his knees returned. He'd let Stephen fuck his mouth like that.
    "Oh, Jay, I'm going to come... oh... " His hips stuttered and Jay had just enough time to cup his palm over the slit, catching each shot of the thick, hot liquid. Stephen shuddered against him, dropping his head to Jay's shoulder to catch his breath as the last of the aftershocks rolled through him. "God."
    Jay stared at the back of Stephen's head, not quite ready to believe this even happened, despite the fact that Stephen's come still coated his fingers. He could stand there all day holding Stephen, studying his hair and the shape of his shoulders and the slope of his spine. But all too soon Stephen was straightening and half twisting his body to snag a T-shirt that had been tossed onto the futon.
    "Here. You can use this to clean up."
    Jay nodded and took it, using the soft material to carefully wipe his fingers even though he would have rather licked it up.
    "Let's sit down and I'll return the favor. So to speak."
    Stephen wanted to give him a hand job? Jay hadn't even thought about Stephen touching him, much less touching him. Stephen offering like that was more than Jay could have ever hoped for, and it certainly wasn't anything less than Jay longed for. But in order for that to happen, he'd have to unzip his pants and get partially naked. Not completely naked, not for a simple wank, but he couldn't let Stephen see him without clothes. That wasn't even an option. He liked Stephen too much, and more importantly, he'd rather have the opportunity to touch Stephen again.
    "I... I can't. I'm sorry, I have to go."
    "What?"
    "I have to go," Jay repeated, his mouth dry. "I'm sorry, but I have to do... things... "
    "I won't keep you for the whole afternoon," Stephen promised. "Twenty, thirty minutes tops. Maybe forty-five."
    For a brief moment, Jay considered giving in and unzipping his pants. Another thirty minutes of kissing Stephen, of touching him, of being close to him? Jay couldn't think of anything more wonderful. But by that same token, the inevitable disgust on Stephen's face would be too much to bear. Not that he believed he was disguising himself completely with his clothes. Stephen clearly knew he wasn't attractive, but if he was willing to touch Jay just to return the favor , it wasn't necessary.
    "I have to go," Jay repeated, wondering if Stephen could tell how much the words cost him. "But I'll see you on Monday."
    "Yeah, okay." Stephen tucked himself back into his pants. "I'll walk you out."
    "No, that's fine. Bye."
    Jay couldn't make his escape fast enough, and he didn't give Stephen another chance to argue that he should stay. His hands were trembling by the time he got to the car, and it took two attempts to even get the key in the ignition. His cock throbbed so hard he felt it in the back of his eyes. The slightest direct contact would be enough to make him burst. He couldn't stop thinking about the way Stephen enveloped his senses, the way it felt to stand so close to him and hold him and lick at his mouth. But those thoughts only sharpened the ache between his legs until Jay couldn't think about anything except that.
    He only lived a few miles to the north, but he was all turned around