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"I work first thing tomorrow. You wanna come to bed with me?" Chase  murmured. He wasn't even going to address what Jackson had said. He had  way too much thinking about it to do first.

Jackson wasn't pushing him, either. He nodded, loosening his grip so Chase could stand up first and help pull him to his feet.

Hand-in-hand, they walked up the narrow staircase, Chase one step ahead.

Chase only let go to grab pajamas from his clothing box and bring them  back to Jackson's room. They changed for bed together. Even though Chase  appreciated the muscular body in front of him, the sexual tension had  died down.

Chase was shocked at how much of a relief it was.

He crawled close to Jackson's side of the bed and slipped under the  covers, and Jackson followed suit. Jackson didn't even complain at Chase  spooning backwards into him and lying on his arm. Chase tried to scoot  to find a position where he wouldn't cut off his circulation.

"It's okay," Jackson chuckled quietly. "I'll move you if I have to."

"Okay," Chase murmured, shivering again at the lips pressing against the  back of his neck. He closed his eyes as Jackson turned out the light.

They lay together for a few minutes, their bodies warm and pressed together back to front.

Just in case, Chase tried to memorize this feeling: Jackson's strong  arms circling him. One under him, one draped over his side, Jackson's  hand against his chest. Perfect. It was... perfect.





Chapter 29


Jackson


Jackson tried his hardest to keep Chase from jumping his bones. Any  man's willpower would be tested by waking up with a sexy man pressed  hard against him. At least, that was what Jackson told himself. He  struggled not to grind against Chase's sexy little ass.

It didn't help that Chase was slowly stretching and squirming his way to  wakefulness. Jackson's fingertips pressed hard into Chase's arm as he  tried to catch his breath and pull away.

"Morning," Chase murmured. Finally, the overwhelming heat of their  bodies pressed together faded. He pulled away enough to roll onto his  back, then his side. He faced Jackson this time.         

     



 

"Good morning," Jackson greeted, reaching out to push Chase's hair away from his eyes. "You sleep well?"

"Like a dream," Chase admitted, yawning. "Wh'time is it?"

"Seven."

"Christ, that's early," Chase groaned, his voice hoarse from sleep. He cleared his throat.

Jackson laughed. It was actually a little late to him, but it felt like  taunting to say that since Chase wasn't a morning guy. "I'll be in the  workshop today. You work this morning, right?"

"Mmhmm." Chase covered his mouth, yawned and stretched, looking much more awake now. He scooted close to kiss Jackson.

Jackson pecked his lips in return. "You're a sound sleeper."

"I know." Chase ran his hand lightly down Jackson's side until it rested  on his hip, folding his other arm under his head. The morning light  streamed down over the bed and along the pillow, highlighting every  curve and sleek angle of his slim body. He looked... beautiful. "Hope I  didn't put your arm to sleep."

Your boyfriend waking up in bed with sunlight streaming over him?  Christ, it's a trope, but it's true. Jackson could hardly look away.  "Nah. You're light," he teased.

The mood between them was much lighter than it had been the night  before. Chase wasn't coming on during every spare moment. Even now, his  affection was... different.

Jackson's carefully-considered words had actually sunk in. He was used  to his brothers brushing his advice off  –  especially Cam  –  no matter how  much they valued it. Having this man listen so well had been almost  disconcerting.

"Before we get up..." Chase was rubbing Jackson's hip lightly. "I wanna do something."

Or maybe the words hadn't sunk in. Jackson frowned, troubled. He opened his mouth to protest, but Chase shook his head.

"No, no, hear me out. I heard what you said. It... Christ, I'm gonna  have to process it for days. You should warn people before you do that."

Jackson was startled into a laugh. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Chase smiled. "I wanna please you. Not as a favor or...  rent... or anything. But because I woke up in your arms and I really  liked it. And you. And I want you to feel good."

His words were honest and straight to the point. They dissolved the  tension Jackson had been holding in his chest. It wasn't Jackson's job  to hold sex out over Chase until he thought he was ready for it. It was  just his job to make sure he wasn't feeling pressured into it, and it  didn't sound like he was.

"Okay," Jackson murmured, but first, he pulled Chase in to kiss him again. "You're incredibly sweet."

Chase blushed, and Jackson grinned at the sight of the redness creeping  along his cheeks and up to his ears. "Th-Thanks." Chase awkwardly  fumbled with the compliment for a second before brushing it off. He  shoved the covers away and scooted further down the bed.

Jackson was already itching and tingling for attention. His body had  responded to Chase's presence. Just the promise of a blowjob had him  half-hard by the time Chase's hands ran over his groin.

"Ohhh. God," Jackson moaned, pressing his head back into the pillow. He  arched slightly off the bed when Chase tugged his boxers down so his  flushed, throbbing cock head popped free. Slowly, the waistband ran down  rest of the shaft and then around his thighs.

Chase lapped at the head of his cock and licked gently at the frenulum.  Jackson's thighs quivered as he pushed his feet into the bed.

This was intense.

It had been eons since he'd last had morning sex, and he'd forgotten how  fucking good it was. The hours of being pressed against the warm, firm  heat of a cute little ass had him on edge already.

Chase swirled his tongue around the head of Jackson's cock. He sucked it  between his lips and smoothly bobbed his head down, shifting on his  elbows and knees to a better position. One hand closed around the base  of Jackson's cock to stroke it all the way down, and then back up as he  started bobbing his head.

Chase was fucking incredible.

Jackson swallowed back his first moan, but the feelings were too  intense: he couldn't hold back the second one, or the ones that  followed. Chase's mouth was wet and hot and perfect.

"D-Do... Hey, Chase..." he breathed out. Chase slowly pulled his head up  to the tip, then popped his lips off the head and stroked the shaft.  "D'you wanna fuck my mouth, too?"

"Same time?" Chase grinned. "69?"

Jackson nodded. Sure, it could be awkward, but it could also be fuckin'  good. Something told him it was worth a shot. Besides, he really wanted  to return the attention Chase was paying him.

"Sure," Chase agreed after a moment's thought. "But I haven't, er..."         

     



 

"You've never done it?"

Chase blushed and shook his head. "I've given a lot of blowjobs, but never..."

"Not even in college with, like, college boyfriends?" Jackson marveled. "Testing out the Kama Sutra, y'know?"

Chase laughed, his strokes slowing before he let go of Jackson's  throbbing cock. He left it aching for more contact. "No. Never."

Jackson patted his ass firmly. "C'mon, turn that cute little ass around and get your PJs off."

It was a mutual fumble to yank off shirts and boxers now as they ground  together. Jackson's wet, aching cock kept grinding against bare skin. He  wouldn't mind just frotting against Chase sometime, pressing their  cocks between their firm bodies...

Once Chase was naked, he slapped that ass lightly and moaned. "God, you're hot. Turn around."

Chase blushed. "Just, like, hands and knees?"

"Mmhmm."

Chase shifted, turning around until that gorgeous butt was all Jackson could see.

He grinned with appreciation. "A little further back... that's it."

When Chase's cock brushed against Jackson's chin, he reached out to run a  hand up Chase's side to his ribs, then back down his back. It was  always strange touching a lover in reverse, a bit like petting an animal  the wrong way. It just felt incorrect.

But there was something about the newness that was exciting, particularly for Chase.

Chase's dick stiffened easily as Jackson mouthed his way from tip to  base. Jackson gently licked his balls, then pressed a few kisses just  behind them before licking his way back again. He kissed along the seam.  He loved the way Chase's dick twitched as it hardened.

"Oh, yeah," he heard Chase quietly whisper to himself and grinned  without commenting. Moments later, warm wetness closed around the head  of his own cock again. Chase swallowed his cock down to the base. It had  to go into his mouth at a different angle this time, but it almost fit  better this way. The head slid right down the tight ring of Chase's  throat as Chase deep-throated him.

"Hnngh!" Jackson groaned, the vibrations quivering through Chase's cock  as he sucked the tip of it. He kept his tongue dancing around the  frenulum to get Chase warmed up, too.