Public Displays of Affection (boyxboy)

Chapter Sixteen

AN: Here's another PDA chapter for you! I hope you're enjoying it so far!

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Travis was rock hard and his body was so alive with sensations and emotions that he felt like he'd been electrocuted but he managed to get to the bed and sit on the edge nervously until Jared came up to him.

Standing in front of him, Jared pushed his loosened jeans off of his body and kicked them aside. His boxers, tented in Travis' face, was both gratifying and terrifying at the same time. But Jared took Travis by the shoulders and gently pushed him down until he was flat on the bed, Jared on top of him.

Their lips met again and that calmed Travis a little. Then Jared started tugging at his pants, pulling them down and his stomach clenched with nerves again.

Travis realized that he actually didn't know much about gay sex. Why hadn't he looked this shit up? Instructional videos or porn or anything...

His heart was pounding so hard that his head felt light but he could do this. He could be good to Jared.

Jared slipped down his body then, tugging Travis' pants and boxers all the way off of his feet before draping over him, rubbing a hand up his thigh, licking a stripe up his length.

Travis' eyes rolled back.

"I thought I was supposed to be doing that," he gasped.

Jared grinned up at him.

"You can have a turn later," he said playfully and went back to Travis' cock, sucking it into his mouth until Travis was arching off the bed, gasping for more.

And then Jared stopped.

Before Travis could ask, Jared was crawling back up his body. He kissed him hard, leaving him breathless and then lifted up long enough to pull their shirts off.

When he came back down this time, his hand slipped between Travis' legs, past his cock.

Travis tensed. His whole body went rigid despite himself as Jared's finger tips found his hole.

Jared kissed him again and as usual all brain function ceased and Travis found himself relaxing despite the fingers rubbing gentle circles around his opening.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jared asked against his neck.

Travis nodded.

"I want to make it up to you."

It took a moment for Travis to realize that Jared had stopped moving. Eventually, Jared lifted his head, frowning down at Travis, annoyance clear in his eyes.

"Are you seriously trying to get me to forgive you with sex?" he asked.

Shit.

"No--I mean--well--"

Jared pulled his hand away from his hole, which was admittedly a huge relief but when he started to roll away the relief turned to panic. Travis gripped onto him before he could get too far.

"I just want to make you happy!" he said.

Jared sighed.

And then, with a groan, he dropped his face into Travis' neck.

And then he laughed.

Oh shit. He'd officially broken him.

When Jared lifted his head again, amusement glinted in his eyes.

"The fact that you're willing to do any of this already makes me happy," he said warmly. "We don't need to do anything you're not comfortable with."