Page 98 of Should Our Hearts Catch Fire
Making sure the sound is off on his phone, he pulls up a porn site. It’s been so long since he’s visited one that he’s surprised when it loads, looking very different from what he remembers. Another thing that’s different is that he has to look for videos in the gay section, momentarily worried there won’t be much to work with. Maybe he should look for a solely gay site?
Turns out he needn’t have worried. There’splentyto work with. And when he says plenty… God, he’s always found the dicksize of the male actors ridiculous in straight porn (and that’s saying something, considering he’s not exactly lacking in that department), but this is a whole new level.
There’s…there’s no way thosethingscan fit in…other things. Thank god he’s already gotten a look (and touch) at Gabriel’s dick, which is perfectly proportionate to his tall and lean body. Impressive, but not scary. Well, yet. It will probably be a little scary if it goes anywhere near Ellis’…um…things. Not that Gabriel gave an indication (apart from the comment about making Ellis sore) that he’s expecting anything, but Ellis is…well, curious. More than anything, he wants to give as good as he’s got. He wants to make Gabriel feel as good—or better—as he’s made Ellis.
He typesblowjobinto the search engine before he can chicken out.
Instantly, he’s assaulted with thumbnail after thumbnail of men choking on monster dicks. Yeah, that’s a nope.
Eventually, he ventures into the amateur section. While the quality isn’t as good, it’s closer to what he’s been looking for—like normal-sized dicks, for one. After a minute of scrolling, he bites the bullet and clicks on the video titledBlowing bf in the shower.He never understood the appeal of shower sex, and his knees ache just thinking about kneeling on the tiles, but both the resolution and the angle look good, which is what he needs if he actually wants to learn something.
Checking once again that the sound is off and shooting a nervous glance at the door, he pressesplay.
One thing he notices right away is how there’s no cringy prelude to sex, no eyeroll-inducing premise that’s supposed to tell a story. Just two guys who got horny and decided to recordthemselves, either for money or kicks or both. It’s refreshingly different.
There’s not much build-up, but it’s not rushed either. A redhead in his early to mid-twenties is kneeling in front of another guy, his boyfriend presumably, whose face can’t be seen because he’s holding the camera, aiming it at the redhead. And at his own cock, which the redhead is slowly stroking to hardness, smirking and mouthing something Ellis can’t make out.
The redhead licks his lips and leans forward to suck the cockhead into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut, then reopen, dark and glazed over as he stares right into the camera, then slowly slides down until the whole thing is in his mouth. His body jerks a little, probably from a triggered gag reflex, but he doesn’t pull back to gasp for air. Instead, he relaxes, retreats a little so he can wrap a hand around the base, and starts to slide his mouth up and down.
When the other man’s hand clasps the back of his neck, the redhead comes to a stop, but doesn’t pull off. He just opens up wider, looking beyond the camera, and lets his boyfriend fuck his mouth with short, rapid thrusts. Tears gather in the corners of his eyes, but he looks completely relaxed, the green of his irises barely visible.
There’s no sound, but just by looking at his blissed out expression, Ellis can practically hear his moans and the obscene, slurping sounds. It’s oddly fascinating to see him enjoy himself despite being the one giving the blowjob instead of receiving it. Ellis can’t remember ever seeing any of his girlfriends get off on sucking his cock so much. It’s the main reason why he’s never felt very comfortable letting them do it to him, a part of his brain convinced they were just pushing themselves.
Interestingly enough, he felt no such concern when Gabriel studied his cock like it was a work of art, then gave him a heated look that could melt Antarctica and all but asked for permission to suck him off. With permission granted, he proceeded to give Ellis the most enthusiastic blowjob of his life.
Yeah, Gabriel definitely wasn’t pushing himself, that’s for sure.
Would Ellis like being on the giving end? For someone who’d never genuinely considered putting his mouth on another guy’s dick a month ago, he sure has thought about it a lot in the past few days. He has a feeling he’ll be thinking about it even more in the foreseeable future.
The faceless man’s thrusts become erratic and he suddenly pulls out of the redhead’s mouth, jerking his own cock until rope after rope of jizz cover the redhead’s face, some of it landing in his waiting mouth.
Ellis’ stomach swoops, his cock jerking in his pants. For a fraction of a second he sees himself in the redhead’s place, all puffy lips and flushed cheeks as Gabriel tells him to be good and open up, then proceeds to come all over his face and on his tongue.
The intercom buzzes, scaring the living shit out of Ellis. His phone flies out of his hands, and he rams his knee into the desk, swallowing a curse.
“Your 11 o’clock is here,” comes Amanda’s voice, completely unaware she nearly sent another Reeves brother to the hospital.
Ellis presses the button with a trembling finger. “A-a minute.”
He needs more than a minute, but at least his desk hides his hard-on. That will teach him not to watch porn at work. He even gave Cal shit for doing the same. So this is what karma feels like.
Chapter 19
Ellis is already waitingoutside the movie theater when Gabriel gets there, tires squealing as he comes to a quick stop in front of him after going 200 miles per hour. He swears he can smell burned rubber.
“Hey!” Gabriel gives him a toothy grin, taking off his helmet. “Where’s your suit?”
“I made a stop at home.” He didn’t want to show up wearing the same clothes he’d stewed in the whole day. “Should you be riding so fast? It’s getting dark.”
“Don’t worry, Mum. I was wearing a helmet.”
“Doesn’t mean you can’t crash.” And break something. Like his fucking spine.
Gabriel looks at him, mirth vanishing from his eyes and replaced by something softer. “You’re too sweet.” Cupping the back of Ellis’ neck, he pulls him into a quick, chaste kiss. “If it bothers you so much, I promise I’ll go slower from now on.”
Ellis’ shoulders relax. “Thank you.”
He waits for Gabriel to secure his scooter and overhears him mumbling under his breath. He thinks he hears the word ‘adorable’.