Seb's Surrender

and leaking cock, fuelled Seb’s ardour further.

He repositioned both of them until most of Jared’s weight was resting on his upper back and shoulders. With his feet on the mattress, Seb bent his legs and drove almost straight down in and out of Jared’s hole. The new position not only allowed Seb to plunge deeper, but it put Jared’s cock almost directly over the younger man’s mouth.

Seb alternated his gaze between the hand pumping Jared’s cock and his lover’s facial expressions. As much as he loved looking down at the vision of erotic play below him, he had to remind himself of Jared’s bruised and no doubt sore body.

He’d almost decided it wasn’t worth taking the chance of hurting Jared, when the younger man cried Seb’s name. As predicted, the strands of opaque fluid shot towards Jared’s mouth and face.

Watching Jared move his head to try and catch his own seed pushed Seb over the edge. He came with a ferocity he’d never known, howling Jared’s name. Seb fell to his knees and lowered Jared’s legs from his shoulders as his body continued to quake. He knew there was a very strong possibility he was about to collapse and hurting Jared wasn’t an option.

Although he would have loved to linger inside his lover’s body, Seb knew the condom was full to the point of bursting. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the rubber and pulled out.

After a quick knot and toss to the nearby trashcan, Seb fell to the mattress. Still breathing too heavily to speak, he pulled Jared into his arms. Damn, I love this man.

money?” Jared had never in his life even seen that much money. No way would he ever have dreamt he could make that much in just one month, especially since he didn’t have to pay rent.

“Don’t forget the government will take a good chunk of it. You should save some of it. Maybe someday you’d like to buy a car or have new clothes,” Seb suggested.

“Or a house!” Jared got so excited he clapped his hands together. “One that wasn’t a rental, so I could paint the walls.”

“You don’t like the dorm?” Seb asked.

“Sure, I like it, but everyone has to have a dream, right?”

“And yours is to buy a house?”

Jared nodded. “It may sound silly to you, but I’ve always dreamed of living in a peaceful place. A space where I don’t have to hear people yelling at me. A place where I can feel safe.”

Seb reached for Jared’s hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. “That doesn’t sound silly at all. I hope you get it.”

“What about you? Have you ever wanted a house?”

Seb shook his head. “I’ve moved around a lot, so it’s better not to get too attached to one place.”

“Oh.” Jared’s stomach started churning. Did Seb’s statement include getting attached to people, too? Maybe he was being naïve, but he thought he and Seb were really starting to connect. He’d even hoped that someday they might share a house. Stupid. That’s what he got for thinking too much.

* * * *

Seb grinned at Mac. “Pretty cushy hours.”

Mac shrugged. “Can’t vacuum too early in the morning or I’ll have some pissed off guys. Those hours should be more than adequate to get the job done. I’ll send a list of duties along with the employment paperwork out to the dorm with Amir on Monday morning.”

“Sounds good. Thanks.”

Mac waved his hand. “It’s a job that needs doing, and I feel better about giving it to someone I already know.”

Jared came back into the room carrying four sandwiches. “I hope this is okay.”

Nicco chuckled. “Okay? You’ve just saved me a day’s worth of turkey gumbo.”

Amir gave the back of Nicco’s head a playful slap. “You like my gumbo, so shut up.”

“Yeah, for one meal. No one wants to eat leftovers for an entire week,” Nicco argued.

“Fine. You figure out what to do with them,” Amir countered.

Seb decided it was a good time to leave. The three men often argued just so they could make up, and he didn’t think Jared was ready to witness either of them. “You ready?”

Jared’s gaze went from Amir and Nicco to Seb. “Yeah.”

Seb stood. “I’ll see you Monday, Mac.”

Mac smiled and nodded. He also knew what was coming and it didn’t appear he minded one bit.

Seb led Jared out of the building and to the El Camino. “Don’t pay them any mind. It’s a game to them.”

“A game?” Jared asked, getting in the car.

“Argue and then make up.”