JEREMY
It takes until I’m at Simon’s place for my embarrassment to go away at Luke handing me condoms. Steven asks why I’m so flushed, but I shrug it off, step out of the bus with him following behind me, and make my way up the road.
When Simon lets us into his garage with a grin, we’re ready for a few hours of fun. Well, I’m ready for fun. Steven just looks nervous. He can’t even look Simon in the eye.
And then it hits me. Oh. He can’t look Simon in the eye.
When it’s just the two of us, I find a corner to lounge in while Simon goes and gets us both drinks. I elbow his side. “Simon? Seriously?”
Steven shrugs.
“But he’s so large and . . . manly. He could probably bench press you.”
Glancing at the way Steven is practically drooling, I’ve probably just described his wet dream. I so don’t get it.
Get tits, though. That I get.
I search for Suzy, but she’s not here yet. I hope she comes soon because I want to do some wicked things with her, but I don’t want to miss my curfew. Not because I’m a stickler for rules, but if I get home like I say I will this time, Dad’s likely to be more flexible in future.
Simon is slowly making his way through the crowds of punch-drinking classmates, and Steven is eye-fucking him none-too-subtly.
“Just ask to see his room and suggest wanking off together. See where it goes from there.”
Steven shakes his head and says quickly, just before the guy reaches us. “I’ll give myself away.”
“Here you go Jeremy,” Simon says, handing me a drink. Then he gives the second one to my gaping friend. “Steven.”
“Thanks,” he says, and it sounds so breathy I choke on a sip.
He glares at me and I mouth a sorry.
And just then she walks in.
Her hair is dancing around her face in the breeze coming in from outside and her skirt is flying up to show her upper thighs. Suzy.
As soon as I think it, she’s found me. She giggles something to her friends and struts her way over to me. Her mouth moves slow and sexy as she says hello and her lips curve into a smile that whispers for me to hurry up and start sucking on them.
She reaches out and takes my drink and rests it on the windowsill behind her. Steven pauses in his conversation with Simon to look at me and raise his brow.
I sling an arm around her shoulders and ask if I can get her a drink.
“Nah,” she says, and cuddles closer to my side. “I’m so glad you could make it, Jer.” Then she pushes up on her tippy-toes and gives me a long, slow kiss. The way she rubs against me as she kisses is giving me one hell of an erection, and I untangle us. Not because I don’t like where this is maybe going, but I’m aware we have an audience.
Suzy blushes when she sees Steven and Simon bug-eyed and watching us, but it disappears quickly. That’s what’s so cool about her, she’s hardly ever fazed by anything. She pulls the two other guys into a conversation about our school rugby team, and how she doesn’t think we have the strongest team this year. This gets Simon worked up, and before we know it, a couple of hours have passed.
Somewhere in the space of that time we moved to sitting down on some chairs. Only Suzy chose to sit on my lap, shifting every now and then as if she’s making sure I’m still hot for her.
And I so am.
When she does this little move for the tenth time, I’m about to come in my jeans. I slide her off me. She laughs and gives me a small pout. I kiss it off her. “Simon, where’s the bathroom?”
“Upstairs across from my bedroom.”
Steven swings his head away from me to Simon. “You live above the garage? That’s awesome. I wish I had so much privacy.”
Simon grins. “You wanna check it out?”
And so we all traipse up the stairs, Simon and Steven turning left to his bedroom, and me and Suzy turning right.
It surprises me—and turns me on more—when Suzy pushes her way into the bathroom with me. For some reason, I thought she was going to hang outside until I’d sorted myself out.
She locks the door behind us and snags me into another deep kiss. Just like the one at the beginning of the night. My hands slide down her back to rest on her bum. She must like that, because she rocks against me. I think I’m hard enough to cut through all the porcelain crap in this bathroom.
“Think we have enough time to get to second base?”
“We’ll make time,” I say and slip my hand up over her hip and under her shirt. It takes me a painful amount of time fiddling with the clasp of her bra, but soon both of her tops are in a heap on the floor. My hands are freaking out, shaking as they roam over her breasts.
When she presses me through my jeans and rubs, I know two things: 1) This is the best moment of my life so far 2) I’m not gonna last a minute.
Unfortunately, I don’t get proof on the last one. Someone starts banging on the door telling us to hurry up.
Suzy rolls her eyes. “Mood killer,” she calls to the door and picks up her tops. As she puts them on, I dash a bit of cold water on my face. “Another time, Jeremy, yeah?”
She leaves and shuts the door behind me.
I count to ten and follow.
Bumping my hip against Simon’s room door, I’m ready to grab Steven and give him all the details as we head back. But I stop as soon as the door swings open, and Simon’s rips his hand off Steven’s knee.
Gah! Fuck. I want to make a joke about putting a sock on the door, but the way Steven is leaping off the bed and coming toward me, I save it. “Curfew time’s approaching, huh?” Steven says.
“Yeah,” I say, glancing between the two of them.
Steven waves at Simon over his shoulder without turning to look at him. I barely have a chance to say bye to Suzy, and before I know it Steven and I are striding to the bus stop.
“So it looked promising back there,” I say to him.
“It’s not what it looked like,” Steven says and sighs. “He was just showing me where his brother got a tattoo.”
Huh? “Then why did you fly outta there like that?”
“Because it was turning me the fuck on, okay? I couldn’t have him see that. You saved me.”
“Good thing I held my tongue on the putting a sock on the door comment I thought of saying.”
He blushes. “Very good thing.”