Chapter 97 - I Think I Am Falling For You

Patrick.

Jack is giving me a blow job. 

Fucking hell. 

Is this my imagination?

Have I finally lost my mind? Did I want this so badly that I created this in my bed? This might be a dream; he might not be here right now. he might still be with the girl he left with at the club. I probably fell asleep eating ice cream and dreamt this all. 

If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up. If I can only have him in my dreams. Then I want to stay asleep forever. I don't even know when these feelings in me even started developing. This is all too quick. I don't even think I felt this strongly for Lance. Lance was someone I could talk to in my so very lonely world. He came like a light, made me feel things I thought I would never feel again. 

I wanted to love him. 

I wanted him so badly because I didn't want to be alone. With Jack, it is different. I didn't want him. I didn't even like him, but he crashed into my world unannounced. He pushed his way into my heart and now I can see myself being happy with him. I know he has his baggage but fuck I do to. I escaped from my baggage but there is the chance of it all coming back and reminding me of why I left. 

He doesn't seem any different from me. we both have shitty parental figures. The only difference is that he is still with his father even though I think he would be better off on his own. I left because I knew I would die if I stayed. I couldn't endure it all, I didn't want to endure it all. 

Escaping was my only option. 

Jack has Lance in his life and that seems to be the only reason why he is still in his situation. Lance is a big part of his life and I know if I choose to be with him, I would be reminded of him all the time. I don't think Jack can even forget about how this all started, it will always be a constant reminder but I don't care. The fact that I met Jack is all that matters to me. 

I close my eyes, in complete and utter bliss. He starts off by giving the tip a soft lick. Almost like you would a delicious candy. It feels like he is trying to register the taste of it. it is obvious that this is his first blow job. This is the first time a guy has ever had my dick in his mouth, so I guess we are both experiencing firsts. I open my eyes when to see his expression. If there is any sign of disgust on his face, I will stop this instantly. I don't want to do this if this is not what he wants. He looks at my dick after another lick, there is confusion on his face. the very dark expression still stuck in his eyes. He is not disgusted. At least I cant read that on him. He winks at me with a mischievous smile as he takes another go at it. This time, taking more of me into his mouth. He bobs his head up and down, at this point my heart beats crazily against my chest as I try to control myself. I am already at the brink of cumming but if I do that, I will look stupid. Its been a couple of seconds. 

I grab his hair in my fist. His beautiful red hair. I have always liked the colour of his hair. Now the strands against my fingers as he deep throats me is a memory I will never forget. 

''Fuck,'' I moan out in pure bliss. 

He pulls back from me, his eyes stuck on mine ''Do you like that?'' he asks nervously, his breath hiked up and heavy. 

I nod because I want more. I crave more of his touch. I want him to take all of me right now. I don't know how far he plans to go with me but I want to go all the way with him tonight. He continues sucking and tasting me, not pulling back for another. My legs shake as I try to put my weight on the wall. This is a lot and it has never felt like this before. Jack doesn't stop until I stiffen against him. 

''I'm going to cum,'' I announce because I don't know how he will feel about me spilling into his mouth. this is the first time, I don't want to ruin this by grossing him out. 

He ignores my announcement and continues, this time harder and faster. I spill into his mouth and some spills all over his face. this is a lot for me. Jack is on his knees with my seed all over his face. how did we even get here?

This time there will be no excuse. The last time we had sex, we could use the excuse that we were drunk but now, we are both sober, in our right frames of mind. He can't tell me that he isn't gay. That he doesn't like boys. 

I reach for him to wipe the cum off his face and he grabs my hand. Slowly he gets up on his feet and now stands in front of me. he is still holding my hand. I don't want him to let go. 

''You have my cum all over your face,'' I point out, a little out of breath. 

He laughs and reaches for his face with his other hand ''You know I always wondered what my cum would taste like,'' he confesses at the same time licking off the residue on his face. 

This is actually a lot for me. he is being so comfortable with me right now that I don't even think I can go back from this. 

''That's weird.''

He laughs again ''It's salty. Taste like a delicious topping. Is that also weird? that I think it is delicious?'' he asks with the smile still on his face. 

I manage a nervous chuckle because I am nervous. I don't want to say the wrong thing and ruin this night. It is so perfect that I wish this could last forever. I wish he could stay with me forever. Now I know I am so lonely that I would keep him here with me. 

''Can I kiss you?'' he asks still holding my hand. The butterflies that I get from touching him linger in the pits of my tummy. 

''You know you don't have to ask.''

He lets go of my hand and cups my face in his palm. He leans closer and his lips stay an inch away from mine. He is so close to me that I feel his hot breath on my face. just a little inch forward and I can taste him. I can get that kiss that he asked for but I desperately crave. 

''I have your cum in my mouth,'' he reminds me in a whisper. He wants to know if I am okay with kissing him after he just swallowed. I smash my lips to his as my answer to how I feel about it. he stiffens against me, completely caught unaware but that doesn't deter him from the moment. He slides his tongue into my mouth, grabbing me but the waist to pull me closer. I press against his body, feeling his own hardness. God, this is insane. I am making jack hard. He likes my touch he likes my dick. He likes my body. The confidence that this gives me cannot be expressed in words. I don't even understand how someone as perfect as Jack can want me. 

I feel lucky I feel blessed to be kissed by him. I don't plan on taking this for granted. Whatever happens between us tonight, I plan to treasure it. I plan to treat him the way he deserves to be treated. 

I taste the saltiness in his mouth and that just turns me on even more. I want him to take me. I want all of him. 

He pulls back from me and rests his forehead on mine. Hie eyes are closed. His breath is heavy but I see him clearly. ''Can we take this to the room. I want you and I don't think I can hold back any longer.'' 

This doesn't come as a surprise to me because I can feel him. I know that this is what he wants and I want him too. I just don't know why he keeps asking. 

''Why do you feel the need to ask?'' I have to ask because I want to know what is going on in his head. 

He opens his eyes and watches me with this intent stare that sends chills down my spine. 

God, Jack is driving me crazy. 

''I don't know. I don't want to mess this up. I don't want to hurt you,'' he confesses and that tugs my heartstrings. 

I think I am falling for him.