chapter six

Chapter Six: Cole pov(18+)

Three days passed.

Three days of stolen glances at the gym. Three days of almost touching and pulling away. Three days of lying to Maya over the phone while my chest burned with guilt and want.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"You're distracted." Coach Hartley pulled me aside after practice. "What's going on?"

"Nothing.

"Your head's not in the game, Ashford. Fix it."

I nodded. Walked to the locker room.

Jay was waiting outside.

Not at the gym. At the locker room. Private entrance. My entrance.

"What are you doing here?" I looked around. No one was watching.

He stepped closer. "I need to see you. Somewhere that's not your gym.

"The guest house. Tonight. Nine o'clock."

Jay's jaw tightened. "And do what?"

I didn't answer.

Because we both knew.

He showed up at 8:47.

I was pacing the living room. The guest house was clean. Dim lights. A bed in the next room that I'd been trying not to think about.

Jay closed the door behind him. Leaned against it.

"We shouldn't be here," he said.

"You keep saying that."

"Because it's true."

I walked toward him. Stopped a foot away. "Do you want to leave?"

Jay looked at my mouth. "No."

"Then stop telling me what we shouldn't do."

He reached out. Touched my chest. Right over my heart.

"It's beating fast," he said.

"I know."

"For me?"

"Yes."

Jay pushed me.

Not hard. Just enough to make me step back. Then he pushed me again. And again. Until my calves hit the couch and I fell onto it.

He stood over me. Looking down. His eyes were dark.

"Take off your shirt," he said.

I pulled it over my head. Tossed it aside.

Jay climbed onto the couch. Straddled my lap. His knees pressed into the cushions on either side of my hips.

"Jay —"

"Shut up.

He kissed me.

Hard. Deep. His hands grabbed my face, tilted my head, took what he wanted.

I groaned into his mouth. My hands found his hips. Held on.

He tasted the same as before. Coffee and something sweet. But this time there was no stopping. No pulling away.

This time, we weren't pretending.

Jay broke the kiss. Breathed against my lips. "I've been thinking about this for weeks."

"Me too."

"Every night."

"Me too."

He kissed my jaw. My neck. My collarbone. Each kiss was slower than the last. Like he was tasting me.

I let my head fall back. My hands slid under his hoodie. Skin. Warm. Soft.

"Off," I said.

Jay sat up. Pulled his hoodie over his head. Then his undershirt.

My breath caught.

He wasn't built like me — not bulky, not a hockey body. But he was lean. Muscles under smooth brown skin. A line of dark hair below his belly button.

I sat up. Pressed my mouth to his chest. Right over his heart.

It was pounding

"You're scared," I said.

"Yes."

"Me too."

I kissed up his chest. His neck. His jaw. When I reached his mouth, I whispered, "We don't have to do anything."

Jay pulled back. Looked at me. "I want to."

"Are you sure?"

"Cole." He cupped my face. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. Even if it destroys me."

I kissed him again.

This time, I stood up. Lifted him. He wrapped his legs around my waist.

"Bedroom," he said against my mouth.

"Bedroom.

I carried him through the door. Laid him on the mattress. Stood over him.

The lights were low. His skin glowed.

I climbed onto the bed. Settled between his legs. Our chests touched. Our hips touched.

Jay reached down. Pulled at my belt.

Fuck! He looked so sexy, desperate and eager to see my length. my cock was already rock hard, and I can feel pre cum drippin from my dick. I got fully naked, and took off Jay's clothes slowly; i leaned in and kiss him. " gosh your so beautiful" I murmured against his lips. his cheeks went red as he Blushed hard. Jay broke the kiss and went on his knees taking my cock in his mouth. I felt like cumming the very second I hit the back of his throat; it was so warm and wet. I grabbed a fist full of his hair and fucked his mouth ruthlessly while he looked up at me, I felt like he was starting into my soul. He looked really pretty down there with tears running down his eyes and saliva dripping onto my balls, his chest and thighs. the sounds he was making while I fucked his throat where like music to my ears " that's it take it all good boy, take daddy's dick all the way down your throat" I couldn't help but praise him. He ran his fingers up my thighs then massage my ass hole. " fuck!" I groaned " am gonna cum" should I cum down ur throat baby? " he nodded In approval. Even if he didn't approve I will have still done it anyway. I held his head in place and released my load down his throat, pleasure washing over us both. I pulled him up kissed him and whispered" my turn " before bending him over I spanked him and he let out a sexy moan" you like that don't you? " I did it again and again until his ass was pink" please-" he whimpered" I want your cock inside me already"" not yet" I replied him as I got on my knees " I want to take a good look at this pretty ass hole before I destroy it" I said as I spread his checks open I spit on on and let the warmth of my mouth envlop it. I ate his ass like it was my last meal on earth, it wasn't intoxicating I used my tongue to fuck his ass hole while his moans only increased my body to devour him more. Jay couldn't help but stroke his cock, as soon as I edged him I stopped took lube from the drawer and filled his ass with it. Next thing he felt was my cock in his ass Gosh it felt really good and tight, I didn't have the patience to be gentle i kept on raming into him from behind while stroking his cock, he couldn't even find words he just kept on moaning and whimpering. soon enough, Jay exploded in my hands and it seem to have drive something home to me because, I found myself cumming immediately after. I pulled out of him and drew him Colse to me while we were both catching our breath.

The room was quiet.

Just breathing. Just skin.

Jay turned his head. Looked at me. His eyes were wet.

"Hey," I said. "You okay?"

He nodded. Swallowed. "Yeah. Just... that was..."

"I know."

He reached for my hand. Interlaced our fingers.

"Cole?"

"Yeah."

"I'm falling in love with you."

My chest cracked open.

I pulled him closer. Held him against my chest. Kissed the top of his head.

"I know," I whispered. "Me too."

We stayed like that. Tangled. Sweaty. Silent.

Outside, the night went dark.

Inside, everything had changed.