There was a deep gasp on the other end of the line, and then, “Really?”
“Did you not hear what I said? Orgasm heaven. Yes, I’m fucking serious. There’s a catch, though. I want a blowjob at the same time. If I’m the guinea pig, I get whatever I want out of the deal.”
Nick was quiet and Bryce let him think it through. Finally he got an, “Okay... I think I can try that. I can’t make you any promises on how it will go, though.”
“That’s not all.”
“How many demands do you have, Bryce? You just told me I’m putting a finger in your ass and your dick in my mouth in one shot.” There was laughter in Nick’s voice along with nerves, so Bryce couldn’t help but chuckle as well.
“Don’t worry. This next part is going to help us work up to it. You have a date with me Saturday night. If we’re doing this, we need to know exactly what we’re getting into. I bought a subscription to a gay porn website. We’re going to watch it together.”
He could practically hear Nick swallow his own tongue.
“I think...I think that’s probably a good idea. I’ve never had anal sex. Jill wouldn’t—”
“Let’s not talk about her. She pisses me off.”
“Okay, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’ve never fucked someone in the ass, and I sure as hell never had someone touch mine. Is that going to be a thing that happens between us? Are we eventually going to want to do that?”
Bryce was pretty sure they would. At least he would want to if they kept things up. “I would assume so. Eventually. Which is the reason for the porn. Trust me, it’ll be fun.”
“I trust you,” Nick replied, and it made Bryce’s heart race and his palms sweat. Christ, what this man did to him. He didn’t understand it. He just knew he liked it and wanted more.
“You’ve turned my whole fucking world upside down, you know that?”
“Yeah,” Nick whispered. “Yeah, you’ve done the same with mine.”
Bryce smiled. “Obviously. I’m going to turn you into my little cocksucker.”
“Fuck you. Just for that, my mouth is staying as far away from your,” he lowered his voice, “erection as it can.”
“Aww, come on. Don’t say that. If it makes you feel better, I’m planning on being your very own cocksucker, too.”
Bryce got off the phone laughing. His whole life he’d tried to have as much fun as possible. What he didn’t realize was, he didn’t even know what fun was until he’d met Nick.
CHAPTER TWENTY
The man was going to drive him insane. Nick hadn’t realized he wanted to go crazy until he met Bryce. He did, though—at least that meant doing it with Bryce. He kept Nick on his toes, made him laugh more than he thought was possible, and made him feel comfortable at the same time.
He hadn’t realized something was missing from his life, but it had been. He felt full in a way that was completely foreign to him.
And now he had even more reasons to be scared to add to the list. Not only how their families would feel, and nerves about the sex, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that Bryce had been sick.
While Bryce was apparently researching prostate stimulation and sucking dick, Nick was researching aneurysms, what they entailed, or if people often got another one.
Because the thought of losing Bryce freaked him the hell out.
Nick cared about him. A lot. Still, he tried to push serious thoughts out of his head. Bryce seemed to be good at it, and if he could handle it, Nick should be able to as well.
The next few days went by in a pattern of work and spending time with Bryce, much like the past couple of months, but with the addition of kissing and touching.
Before he knew it, it was Saturday. Bryce was working at the shop, but they both had the evening and night off. His shop was closed Sundays and Mondays, and Nick made sure he was off Saturdays and Mondays (except for paperwork he did from home those days). It gave them some time together that way.
And tonight they were watching porn. Gay porn.
And he was supposed to give his first blowjob.
You know, just a normal Saturday night.
He was scared shitless.
Nick did a little bit of paperwork but couldn’t really concentrate, so he got dressed and drove down to Bryce’s shop. He figured he’d find out what the man wanted for dinner, which would give him something to do.
He’d only been here once before. Nick walked through the glass doors, but didn’t see Bryce or anyone else there. He hadn’t noticed anyone in the open garage, either. He pulled out his phone to text Bryce just as another man walked around the corner. “Can I help you?” the guy asked. From talking with Bryce, Nick knew this must be Tim.
