Ch. 26 – I Am Afraid

Chapter Twenty-Six – I Am Afraid

Strategizing while slowly caressing the bunny's rump was his idea of fun. Truth be told, he had expected more resistance and a lot more struggle, but it looked like his friend had turned into a little obedient kitten, as long as he was placed in the right position.

"I have a feeling you're going to enjoy this a bit too much," Jamie confessed.

He received a glare for his audacity to assume such a thing. "Do your worst. Since you threatened me, I am here to receive your wrath."

"Wrath," Jamie repeated, shaking his head and chuckling. "I think you meant my twelve inches of anger."

"It's not that big, and you know it," Cottontail accused. "I didn't think you'd be the sort to lie about the size of your dick."

Jamie roared with laughter. "I was only testing you, see if you'd get the joke. I didn't joke about the angry part, though. My dick is not used to being neglected when in the presence of a cute guy ready to take it."

"Stop calling me cute. I know I'm not."

"So you keep saying. The more you protest, the more I'm going to call you that." Jamie had a mind to smooch and turn his bunny boy into a hot mess, only so he would have the bragging rights later. He was the one who would turn this overcomplicated dude on his head and ruin him in the best possible way.

"Fine. I'll accept it."

"Thank you. Now, where was I? Oh, yes, how long do you believe you'll be able to resist me while I'm playing with this?" He grabbed Cottontail's ass through the thin fabric of the shorts and kneaded the appealing flesh.

The bunny boy went rigid in his arms and looked over his shoulder, trying to see what Jamie was doing to him.

"I haven't even started yet. Why are you glaring so much?"

"I need to see everything. I don't want to think that I imagined everything later when I go through it all in my mind."

"I can do this to you every day."

"And get bored," Cottontail reacted.

"Really? Am I boring you yet?" Jamie asked with a knowing smirk.

"I wasn't talking about me, but about you."

"You're underestimating yourself." Jamie leaned over to get closer to Cottontail's ear. "You won't bore me so easily."

"Then I should put in more effort."

They burst into laughter at the same time. Cottontail straightened up and moved to plop himself down on Jamie's lap. He wrapped his arms around Jamie's neck, holding him tightly.

"I'm afraid that if I play too fast and loose with you, I'll be bound to get in trouble."

"What does that mean in plain English? You can't fall for me," Jamie teased, while enjoying how his partner's fingers played with his hair at the back. "I'm not made out of that sort of material."

"Boyfriend material? Yeah, maybe you're not. But we can become really close friends, and I don't know how that works."

"What do you mean? Don't you have friends?"

"Not really."

That gave Jamie pause. At first glance, Cottontail had a prickly personality, but in Jamie's book that made the challenge more fun. A lot of people, however, would take it as a sign not to bother. In the end, wasn't he the same? He didn't do close friendships. Here, where he had spent the last two years of his life, no one knew where he came from; not even Janet or Rusty. People understood soon enough that they weren't supposed to pry and stopped trying to get close. Usually, they weren't bothered by it, but it looked like Cottontail wasn't going to stop needling him for extra information.

He was doing the same and discovering in the process that he had more in common with this guy than with many other people he had met in his life to date.

Cottontail surprised him by capturing his lips in a searing kiss. He wasn't the sort to take initiative all the time, so Jamie was pleasantly surprised. The guy in his arms wasn't cutting corners, either. They were dry humping – especially the bunny boy – and kissing like there was no day to call tomorrow, due to the sky falling or something of the sort.

They were forced to stop when they became too breathless from it.

"Wow," Jamie said, "looks who's been paying attention in class. Now get on your knees and suck my cock."

"A bit too direct, aren't you?"

"If you're not going to do it, I'm going to do it for you."

There seemed to have been a bit of a misunderstanding, because Cottontail exclaimed in surprise when Jamie planted him on his back and then delved for the tent in his shorts.

"I thought you'd put me down and fuck my mouth," Cottontail protested, gasping for air.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"I don't understand you… you should take more for yourself."

"And miss having you beg like this?"

"Who's begging?"

Jamie teased the length of Cottontail's cock through his shorts. He pressed his mouth against it from time to time, only to enjoy the way the thing bounced back, ready for action.

"Jamie!" Cottontail grunted.

"Beg," Jamie ordered. "Say it clearly so I can hear what you want."

"No," Cottontail said stubbornly.

"Suit yourself. I know how to deal with frustration, but you look like you don't have enough experience on that front."

"How would I have? You're the first guy I've been with. So I have a lot to learn."

"Learn to beg, too."

"You're not going to let this be, are you?"

"No. I am way too invested in this to accept no payment for it."

"My begging is your payment?"

"Yes, you can put it like that. I want to hear you say how much you want it."

"I want it very much."

"Then let me hear you say it."

"I just did."

Jamie felt his mouth water at the sight of Cottontail's hard leaking cock as he pulled the thing out. His partner was a redoubtable one for a change. Someone who preferred to talk smack and pretend to be unaffected while having his dick in that state.

"More, say it more," he ordered as he closed the distance between him and that attractive temptation. He used only the tip of his tongue and pushed it inside the small eye, immediately earning a distressed hiss from Cottontail. "I'm not going to do more until you beg more."

"I already have you where I want you. You're ready to take my cock in your mouth. I bet you can barely restrain yourself from taking it down to the hilt," Cottontail said in an urgent voice.

"Is that your attempt at dirty talk? I hear no begging. I'm dead serious. I won't suck it until you ask for it in the nicest way you can."

"Okay, okay, since you're driving such a tough bargain." Cottontail sucked in a breath. "Please, Jamie, suck my cock." He had said the words quickly, as if he couldn't wait to get a chore out of the way.

"Say it like you mean it."

"I mean it," Cottontail complained. "I do, but how am I supposed to tease you back if I don't manifest at least a bit of resistance?"

Jamie grinned. "Really? You're going through all this trouble and torturing yourself to no end, because you're afraid I might call you easy?"

"Something like that. Now can you please put your mouth on my cock? It's waiting for you and wants you badly."

Cottontail's words became incoherent as Jamie went in for the kill. Due to experience, he had no trouble fitting the guy's cute dick in his mouth in one go. He knew what that did to his partner, because he could hear all the sounds Cottontail was making. He was not only begging, but threatening now at this point. This was a guy who needed his dick sucked, and he wasn't cutting any corners to make it happen.

Making him wait beyond this point seemed like a cruel and unusual punishment. Jamie wasn't cruel, and he wasn't into unusual punishments, either.

***

Jamie really knew how to drive a guy crazy. While that was to be expected, he couldn't repress the need to yell a few more truths as Jamie's mouth wrapped around his cock and sucked hard on it. It felt as if his cock was about to get pulled away from the body it was attached too, but that sort of rough action really got him going.

If sex was like this all the time, people wouldn't have time to be doing anything else. They would have no ambitions, planes to catch, negotiations to go through, all that jazz. They'd spend every day getting high on getting fucked.

His own dirty thoughts ignited his lust even beyond what Jamie was doing to him, as if there was any need for that. He squirmed as he was pinned to the bed. Jamie moved on top of him only so he could allow himself the necessary freedom of movement. Now, his dark head moved up and down, and he wasn't even helping himself with his hands. No, all of this pleasure was coming from his mouth, and skill needed to be admired and credit given when credit was due.

That was an amazing cocksucking technique. There was plenty to learn from it, too, but who had time to pay attention while getting his mind blown by an experienced mouth?

Again, that ugly demon called jealousy reared its head. He couldn't stop thinking of the many others that had Jamie do this to them. And how come, after experiencing something like this, they didn't have ugly things to say about him? For Xpress, he had expected to have the pages quickly filled with Jamie's wrongdoings, but on the contrary, guys simply liked Jamie too much to complain. Apart for the fact that he wasn't in this to get something out of it, what made them trust him so much and think he was so nice?

It wasn't hard, obviously. For starters, he himself thought the same, thought that Jamie was too nice a person to judge, but he also harbored jealousy and helpless anger over the elusiveness of what made a guy like that slip through so many fingers.

He grabbed Jamie by the short hair on the top of his head to steady himself and also impose a different pace. If he continued to let things happen without putting on the brakes, soon he'd find himself shooting all over. And he didn't want this to end. No, he wanted to spend a lot of time like this, enjoying the feeling of Jamie's mouth on his cock. The pressure was just right – the wetness and the warmth too. Just the thought that it was Jamie doing this, that it was a bad boy with tattoos, who should be somewhere else right now, getting his rocks off with the cutest guy in the vicinity, made him convulse under his partner's ministrations. It was strange to fantasize while having Jamie in that position.

"I'm… coming…" he whispered with great difficulty.

One day, they'd come in each other's mouth. Jamie had promised him that, and he planned to hold him to it.

Jamie let go at the last moment and allowed him to come all over his handsome face. He risked one look; that was all it took to make him shiver in helpless wonder and desire. How would he make this guy his? It was going take a lot, and it was maybe impossible. But he would try, no matter what.

***

He was only human, after all. Growling, he got up and moved to straddle Cottontail's chest. Because the bunny boy had proven to be such a freaking tease tonight, he needed to get his just deserts. Jamie aimed his cock at the masked face and released his pent-up desire. While guys made him hot and bothered, this was different because he felt like he couldn't stop himself from wanting it and wanting it badly.

Cottontail moaned softly as he got all of Jamie's cum all over his mask and lower face, where his skin was exposed.

"See?" Jamie joked, while struggling to catch his breath. "This is what you get for being like this."

"Did I cause this? Man, I bet it's going to be difficult to get the stains out," Cottontail complained, seemingly back to his annoying little self now that his balls were empty.

"I'll get you another. I'll buy several bunny masks only for you."

"Stop spoiling me, I don't deserve it."

"Says you." Jamie rubbed his cock slowly against Cottontail's cheek. It was smooth to the touch and, most of all, he could assert a little bit of dominance while at it. Getting bored of this? He didn't see himself becoming fed up with either the sight before his eyes and the sensations that were still making his body tremble slightly.

"I want your cum. What are you going to do about it?"

Jamie plopped himself down and pulled Cottontail back into his lap. He rubbed his nose against the mask and laughed. "I'm working on it. I'll have the results soon and then I'll come in your mouth all you want. Are you sure you can handle it, though?"

"Just talking about it makes me like this." Cottontail took Jamie's hand and placed it on top of his cock. The thing was getting hard again, which only pleased him more.

"You'll do the same. You'll come in my mouth and I will come in yours."

"Sounds like a great plan. By the way, I already have mine. The results, I mean."

"And you said nothing? I could have eaten your load earlier," Jamie said, feeling a bit annoyed about finding out only now.

"I didn't want to be indebted to you."

"How would you have been indebted to me?"

"All this," Cottontail said, gesturing between them, "I want it to be reciprocal. You do something to me, and I do something to you. And for you. It's only normal and decent."

"Funny you call coming in someone's mouth decent."

"It is," the bunny boy protested. "I think it's only fair to have balance."

"I fucked you. But you didn't fuck me."

"Can I?" Cottontail perked up right away.

"Not so fast." Jamie liked teasing the hell out of his partner. "That's something you'll have to earn."

"What do I have to do to earn it?"

"Aren't you eager to stick your dick in my lovely bum?"

"It is lovely, I rimmed it. Also, I'd hit it so hard." Cottontail bounced with excitement on Jamie's lap, it was hard to hold him still.

"You'd hit it so hard? Since when are you this blunt? I thought you liked beating around the bush."

"That's not true, and your bush is the only one I like to beat around." Cottontail snuck a hand lower and grabbed at Jamie's pubic hair above his cock. "Ah, damn, I really like your everything. If you let me fuck you, I'll be--"

"Forever indebted to me or something crazy? Damn, what can I say? I don't get fucked often. Guys seem to usually think I should do the fucking."

"I'm not guys," Cottontail replied immediately. "I want to fuck you."

"Really? And what if you don't do a good job?" For some reason or other, Jamie enjoyed teasing the hell out of his bunny boy. His cock was getting hard again, due to all of the back and forth.

"I'll learn." To Jamie's surprise, Cottontail got up. He was standing there, his cock hanging out of his shorts, without minding it at all. "For you, I'll do what it takes. I hate studying, but performing anal on your lovely bum, as you say, deserves all the learning I might have to do to make it good for you."

"Why are you standing there? You're making me nervous. Do you want to leave already?"

"Yes. I really do. Also, I like to have us both waiting for our next meeting with bated breath."

"The way you talk drives me completely nuts," Jamie said, laughing. "So, you believe in delayed gratification?"

"Yes. You should too. And it's my strategy to keep you from getting bored with me."

"But I told you--"

Cottontail pressed his fingers against Jamie's lips. "You look great with my cum on you. So don't ruin it by saying useless stuff that you don't believe."

"You are something, you know?" Jamie's words came out muffled by Cottontail's fingers. "Stop being afraid that you might fall for me."

"I am afraid. You can't tell me that. You can't give me any guarantees."

That was true. And what was making him say that with so much confidence? Maybe Cottontail was the kind of guy to fall in and out of love all the time. It wasn't his place to say what other people might do. Although others hadn't gone all crazy about him before because he had always been frank with them, that didn't make it entirely impossible.

Cottontail liked him. That made him feel giddy on the inside. It was the same way he felt when someone complimented his drumming skills and were genuine when they did.

"Then what are we going to do about it?" Jamie asked honestly.

"Leave it to me," Cottontail said with confidence. "I'm an ace when it comes to this stuff."

"What stuff?"

***

It was better if Jamie didn't learn the answer to that question. He knew what he was a master of, and that was disappointment, whether it manifested in front of others and for them, or simply for himself.

TBC