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CHAPTER TEN

Tom

“As much as I loved our meal at the brewhouse,” Tom said as they piled into Will’s vehicle, “I’m really glad we went to Tea Dance and worked off some calories. But I do love a good burger.”

“Amen to that,” Cee Cee agreed. After a late afternoon meal of burgers and beer, they’d returned to the Boatslip to enjoy some dancing before making their way back home.

“We have to do this again,” Char chimed in. “I mean, get together for a double date. Although I wouldn’t mind another trip to P-town either.”

“We definitely need to do both again,” Tom added. “Once we know our work schedules, maybe we can plan to get together for dinner or something in the next week or two.”

“That sounds good to me,” Will said.

Tom grabbed Will’s phone from the console and selected a playlist so they could listen to some music on their way home.

After Will dropped off Char and Cee Cee at their apartment, he drove up to the park at Hawthorne Bluff. There was a small parking area not too far from the copse of hawthorn trees that was the inspiration for the town’s name. The bluff, with its famous lighthouse, was just past the park, and beyond that, the waves rolled in from Cape Cod Bay. Dusk settled around them as they chatted.

“I had a really nice time today,” Tom said. “I’m so glad we got to spend some time with Char and Cee Cee.”

“Me, too,” said Will. “They’re both great, and I want to get to know both of them better. Today was a good start to that.” Will reached for Tom’s hand. “You know, I meant what I said earlier, Tom. I don’t plan on going anywhere. I don’t know what it is about you, but there’s something special here. You’re nothing like anyone I’ve ever met before.”

“I’m feeling it too,” Tom admitted. He blinked a few times and bit his bottom lip. “I, um, well, there’s something I wanted to tell you.”

“Of course.” Will turned to him. “You can tell me anything.”

“I’ve been thinking of moving out of my mom’s house and getting my own apartment.”

“You have? I think that’s great. After what you’ve told me about your mom, I think putting some distance there is a good thing,” Will said, smiling. “But how’s that gonna work with school and everything?”

“Funny, Char said the same thing about Mom. As for the rest, I’ve been saving up for a while, and I’ll cut down on the number of classes I take each semester so I can work more hours at the Whale,” Tom told him. “It might be a little tight at first, but I think I can make it work.” He cleared his throat. “You don’t think I’m making a mistake, do you?”

“Not at all. You’ve obviously been thinking about it for a while. If you’re ready, then it’s time, right? And I’ll help you any way that I can.”

“You will?”

“Of course! Are you gonna try to do this for next semester?” Will asked.

“Yeah, I’d like to. Mom won’t be happy, but I really do think it’s time.”

“Okay, Operation Help Tom Move is a go.”

Tom laughed. “Whew, it feels good to tell you. Char knows, of course. We really don’t have any secrets from each other.”

“Hey, I can help you look for an apartment if you’d like. And we can check the bulletin boards at school. Folks are always trying to sell old furniture and stuff.”

“Oh my God, that would be great. There’s so much that has to be done, and I’m not sure where to start,” Tom admitted.

“And if it’s okay with you, I can ask Clay about apartments. He knows a lot of people in town and may know someone who’s renting.”

Tom reached over and hugged Will. “Thank you.”

That led to a kiss, which led to another. Deeper this time. When the kiss ended, Tom felt Will’s lips move to his neck, kissing him gently. Will’s hand grazed Tom’s crotch, and he moaned.

“Is this okay?” Will asked. They’d done a little of this on past dates, but Will had the feeling it might go a bit further tonight.

“Yes,” Tom panted. He tilted his hips to give Will better access to his hardening length.

“I want to touch you.” Will moaned, kissing Tom’s throat.

Tom unbuckled his belt, then felt Will’s hand unbutton his jeans and lower the zipper. He gasped as Will’s hand cupped his balls through his underwear.

“Need more room,” Will said, opening his door. Tom held his jeans together as they both climbed into the back seat.

Will undid his pants, pushing them to his knees, and Tom followed suit. He straddled Tom as best he could, rubbing their groins together and kissing him soundly.

“Really want more,” Will whispered, dipping his hand into Tom’s boxer briefs.

Tom moaned as Will gripped his cock, gently stroking it. Will scooted back, lowering himself on the seat, and licked the head of Tom’s dick. He moved up and down Tom’s shaft, licking and tasting, swirling his tongue around the head and kissing the tip.

After a few minutes, he took the head of Tom’s cock into his mouth, slowly moving down the length.

“Yes,” Tom murmured. “Feels so good.”

Will sped up a bit, bringing Tom almost to the edge, then slowing. Over and over again until Tom couldn’t stand it any longer. “Please!” he pleaded.

As Will once again moved up and down his sensitive organ, Tom gasped. “Gonna come!”

Will pulled Tom deeper, swallowing him completely. Tom’s orgasm hit, and he shuddered. His head rolled back, and he panted, “Wow!”

Will sat up, kissing Tom deeply. Tom could taste himself on Will’s tongue as he reached forward and rubbed Will’s dick, still encased in his underwear. He reached in and wrapped his hand around Will’s throbbing length. Will tucked the waistband of his shorts under his balls, and Tom began to stroke him in earnest.

“Oh yeah,” Will moaned, “Just like that.”

They kissed again and again; before long, Tom felt Will’s hot release on his hand. When Will had calmed a bit, Tom lifted his hand and licked the cum from his fingers.

“So hot,” Will whispered. “Kiss me,” he demanded.

Eventually, they cleaned up a bit with a cloth that Will found in the door pocket, and they tucked themselves back together.

“Another added benefit to you getting an apartment—it will be more comfortable than the back seat of my car.” Will chuckled.

“You’re not wrong,” Tom agreed, grinning.

“So when do you wanna get together?” Char asked as they filled salt-and-pepper shakers in the now-empty dining room at the Gray Whale. It was a week after the P-town trip, and they’d both worked a late shift. After cleaning up their respective sections, they were completing their back-work duties before heading out.

“Will sent me his work schedule; he’s off next Wednesday night, just like you and me. Is Cee Cee available?” They were trying to find a day and time where they could double-date again. The YuleFest was fast approaching, and their schedules would be a little more flexible, but they wanted to meet up earlier if possible.

“He sent you his schedule, huh? So you can plan things together? Does that mean you guys are getting more serious?” Char smiled, checking her phone. “Yeah, Cee Cee is off too.”

“Perfect. I’ll block off Wednesday night on both of our calendars,” Tom said. “And yeah, I guess we are although who knows how long it will last.” He sighed. “You know I don’t have the best track record.”

“Now listen here, Thomas Dawson, you cut that shit out right now!” Char reprimanded. “That right there is your mom talking, and you and I both know that’s not how it has to be. She’s poisoned part of your brain.” She stared at him with angry eyes, nostrils flaring.

“Okay. Jeez, calm down, Char,” Tom said gently. “I know, but it’s not easy. I’ve been listening to that bullshit for so many years, it’s hard to think differently about it. Will promised to help adjust my attitude, too, but sometimes I forget.” His phone buzzed and after looking at it, he smiled. “Okay, Will saw my addition to the calendar. He said, ‘Hell, yeah!’ so I guess he’s in.”

“Cool. The next question is, where should we go?” Char said, tightening the lid of the last pepper shaker and wiping it down.

“How about the Burger Boutique? I heard a couple of customers talking about it the other day, and they said it was good. After our meal together in P-town, I know we all like burgers.” The restaurant was on the edge of town and had only been open for a few months. It served artisan burgers with an assortment of traditional and not-so-traditional toppings along with some innovative sides.

“Yes, please. I’ve been dying to try that place,” Char effused. “I’ve heard good things about it too.”

“Great, the Burger Boutique it is. How ’bout Will and I pick you and Cee Cee up at six thirty?” Tom asked.

“Sure, that works.”