the same. If it went wrong, it could ruin their friendship. That, if nothing else, gave Jaime pause even if his body was ten steps ahead of him.

“If you don’t feel comfortable, it’s okay.” He started to back pedal. “We can just pretend this conversation never happened.”

“You are determined to do this aren’t you?”

“I am.”

“Honestly, guys are pigs.” Jaime bit his lower lip. He could feel his resistance to one more one-night stand caving. Even if he went on a second date with Tomas, they were a far cry from being exclusive. It was a word Jaime wasn’t familiar with. What he did know was how tough it was to learn to accept who you are. It had been easier for him than for some of his friends who had struggled with their sexual identity for years. “I knew I was gay from an early age, but I had no idea how to go about finding someone to explore my sexuality with. It took a lot of situations that could have turned out bad to figure out how to get what I needed. You’re a good guy. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

Sempai Tyler nodded and looked at Jaime in a way that made him want to reach out and help the only way he knew how.

“Just once?” Jaime asked.

Sempai Tyler nodded again.

* * * *

Tyler settled their tab before they headed out to the parking lot where his car was parked. While Jaime was all business, Tyler oscillated between excitement and fear. He couldn’t believe he was actually going through with it, but he had to know. Even if it meant being faced with the brutal realization that being with Jaime was more a fantasy best left to his imagination.

“How do we do this?” Tyler asked when his nervousness got the best of him.

Jaime caressed Tyler’s cheek. The contact sent a ripple of heat through Tyler’s body and settled below his navel. The flash of unbridled lust in Jaime’s eyes made his knees weak. Tyler knew how the guy in the alley must have felt. As Jaime moved in to kiss Tyler, he pulled back. The idea of kissing Jaime felt too intimate. This was just about sex.

“What do you want to do?” Jaime asked. The tension from the effort of restraint showed on his face.

“Would it make me gay if you sucked my cock?”

Jaime chuckled and stroked the line of Tyler’s jaw with his thumb. “Not at all.”

“Okay.” Tyler was breathless and could barely squeeze out more than a word.

“Get in the car,” Jaime said with a devilish twinkle in his eye.

As Tyler sat in the driver’s seat, Jaime took the passenger side seat.

“When was the last time you were tested for STDs?” Jaime’s serious words didn’t match the playfulness in his eyes. “I get tested every few months and always play safe.”

The no-nonsense way he spoke reminded Tyler that Jaime was familiar with the risk of casual sex. He, on the other hand, hadn’t even had a one-night stand with a woman. Tyler had a hard time being comfortable enough with a woman to have sex with her until they were on their way to a committed relationship.

“The last time I was tested was after the first time I’d been with Jenny,” Tyler admitted.

“Good.” Jaime smiled. He leaned over the center console and traced a finger down Tyler’s breastbone. “Have you thought about me sucking your cock before?”

Hearing Jaime say those words took Tyler’s cock from zero to sixty in less than five seconds. He felt his eyelids grow heavy as he remembered the last time he had masturbated and Jaime’s image had invaded his fantasy. Tyler alternated between looking at Jaime’s finger travel toward his crotch and watching Jaime’s lips. Soft and red, hot and wanting; Tyler’s fantasy was becoming a reality. His fingers trembled as he reached to touch Jaime’s lips. They were as soft as he had imagined them to be.

“Yes, I have.”

“I’ve thought about it, too.” Jaime’s admission was more tender than Tyler expected.

Not once had Tyler felt Jaime’s eyes on him inappropriately. Jaime had always been the model of respectfulness in class. Now he was free to act, Tyler saw the same lust in Jaime’s eyes he’d seen outside of the bar in the alleyway a week ago. He seemed only to wait for Tyler’s permission to make real the desire they both shared.

Tyler’s hand snaked around to the back of Jaime’s neck. He pulled their heads together until their foreheads touched.

“Just go slow.” As excited as Tyler was, he was still more than a little scared.

“Don’t worry.” Jaime nuzzled his nose against Tyler’s. “If you don’t like this, then there’s no converting you.”

The sultry lilt in his voice sent a shiver down Tyler’s spine and tightened his balls.

“Just sit back, close your eyes, and enjoy.”

Tyler settled into his seat, but he didn’t close his eyes. Tyler watched enraptured by the sight of Jaime undoing his fly. There was a mischievous smile on Jaime’s lips as his hand slipped into Tyler’s pants. He looked pleased both with what he found and the gasp that escaped Tyler’s lips when he caressed Tyler’s crotch. When he wrestled Tyler’s contorted cock free, it sprang to attention eager for his attention.

Jaime started to bring his lips to it but paused. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Tyler gasped, impatient for Jaime to taste him.

Jaime beamed. “Just checking.”

As Jaime lowered his head, his bangs fell across his face. Tyler pushed them back as much to see what he was doing as to see the expression on Jaime’s face. Those multi-colored strands were as smooth as silk in Tyler’s hands. He could have played with them all night, twisting the locks around his fingers. Then Jaime’s lips wrapped around Tyler’s cock, and everything else ceased to exist. It wasn’t the first time Tyler had received head, but it was the first time someone had sucked him as if the world was going to end. If it did, Tyler wouldn’t

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