Savior:A Tattered Club Story(39)
CHAPTER SEVEN
Every muscle in Niko’s torso clenched then released. Over and over the rhythm danced as Ethan stood in front of the bed slipping the jeans over his narrow hips. Not until he waited there in his red boxer briefs with the white band did Niko take a real breath.
He fisted his hands so tight he felt his short nails dig into his palms. “Does that hurt?” he asked, hoping Ethan wouldn’t shut him out. Niko looked at the bright-pink line on Ethan’s pale thigh. He wasn’t sure if the wound stood out because Ethan’s skin was so milky or if it Ethan had just made the cut a couple of days ago. Either way, he wanted to erase the gash. The mark was going to leave a scar. It was going to match the others above and below it. Niko took the moment to count them. Seven. Every last fucking one.
“Not now.” Ethan reached down to cover the slash with his hand.
Niko didn’t want a girlfriend. There was no way he wanted a boyfriend either, but Ethan—he wasn’t a friend. He was, shit, he was more. Niko stood, reaching behind his neck, he pulled the T-shirt over his head. “You have scars. So do I. You chose to do that. I chose to do these.” He ran his palm over his chest. “Ethan, we’re not so different when it comes to some things.”
Ethan looked up. “We’re not so different in a lot of ways.”
Without giving Ethan’s words time to grip his neck like a noose, he unzipped his jeans, stepped out, and tossed them on the floor. “Are you going to stand there and look pretty or come here and let me suck your cock?”
With a cute smirk, Ethan sat on the edge of the bed. “I think I’d rather sit here so you’re on your knees.”
Niko spun around, “Really? Never gonna happen. I don’t get on my knees for anybody.”
Ethan teased the waistband of his underwear with his thumb. “Well, maybe I shouldn’t let you eat this.”
Niko growled. What kind of fucking game was this kid playing? “Get your little ass back on that bed, Ethan. I get what I want and right now your cock is mine, so I suggest you crawl up there or I’ll have to tie you down.”
Ethan pulled and the soft fabric slid. “Promises—” He tugged harder. “Promises.”
“Jesus, Ethan, you’re fucking nineteen.” Niko slipped his hand down the front of his underwear, teasing the slick head of his stiff cock. A few strokes and he was going to blow. “How in the hell did you learn to do this?”
“Fantasies,” Ethan said, this time more innocently, pulling the underwear to his ankles. “There’s no strings with us so I can be whoever I want.”
Niko didn’t like the matter-of-fact way Ethan pled his case. “Yeah.” Niko realized he was doing the same thing. Ethan’s long cock bobbed as he scooted up the mattress. “God, your dick is amazing.”
Ethan stretched his arms over his head lengthening his lean torso. Niko pulled his hand out of his underwear. “Yours is nice, too. Maybe one day you’ll let me put my lips on it.”
Niko definitely could get down with that idea. He tossed his underwear and crawled onto the bed. When Ethan looked up, he stopped. “Wanna do this together?”
“Suck cocks?” Damn, he’d thought about it more than once, okay a thousand times, but never imagined he’d be in this situation. “I’ve never done it, but I’ve always wanted to try it.”
Niko turned around and lay down on his side. Skimming the smooth skin on Ethan’s hip, he slipped his fingers to the thin nest of trimmed hair before curving the tip of his index finger down to caressed the angry cut on Ethan’s thigh.
Leaning down, he softly pressed his lips against the ridge. “Please never do this again.” He waited for a response, but none came. Exploring the firm skin at the juncture where one weighted sac touched a pale inner thigh, Niko trailed his kiss along the seam until his nose met the rough flesh. He opened his mouth and drew in the round globe and suckled.
Moans and sighs floated over his head, the perfect remedy for a pain he’d been holding onto for years. “Do you have a condom?” Niko asked, with lips moving up to feather the hair prickling his nose.
Hot breath brushed his thigh. “I’m clean. I haven’t had sex in over a year and I got tested three months ago. Charles had been out to the club without me and wanted to suck my cock. We used a condom, but I still went to the free clinic. If you want to stop, I understand.”
Niko had no interest in prolonging the torture racking his balls since the day Ethan wore those damn skinny jeans. “No, I don’t want to stop. I’ve used a condom every time. I’ve only been with women. I mean, to have sex. Do you want to stop?”