It's A Brother Thing

Chapter 9: Car RIDE (;

A/n: I thought this picture is pretty much close to what Jakob looks like, but feel free to imagine him however you want!
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By the time we were back in the car, Simon seemed to be in a much better mood. Hikes and hot springs can cure anything.

"So," I breathe as we turn onto the freeway. I touch Simon's thigh, gently giving it a squeeze and he turns towards me. "Is this okay?"

His hand covers mine. "This? Duh."

I chuckle and peek over at him. "No, this as in you and me."

"Oh." He swallows and turns his head to look out the window. I bite my lip, anxiously. "I'm just worried about Mom and Dad."

Inside, my heart pounds like crazy. What is he saying? "What about them?"

He looks at me again, his green eyes captivating me. "What if they find out, Jake? They'll separate us. If they take me away from you, I won't be able to handle it."

My heart calms a bit. "I want you, Si. I want you to be mine. When I want something, I get it. And I don't let anything ruin it for me. That includes Mom and Dad. If they did find out, we'd run away."

Simon's eyes are wide and his breathing falters slightly. "You...you want me to be yours? Like," he pauses, "exclusively?"

I look him up and down, drinking in his beauty. Remembering everything we've done and been through together. All the nights I stole secret kisses. The night we admitted how we felt. "Yes, fuck yes. Of course I do. You're the only one I have ever wanted for as long as I can remember."

Simon's chest rises and falls quickly. "Pull over."

I don't question him and maneuver the car to the shoulder. It's only seconds before Simon has his seat belt off and is crawling across the console to straddle my lap.

"Jakob David Roberts, I am yours. All yours."

Simon clutches my shirt in his fists and yanks me against him for a passionate kiss.

I immediately find myself breathlessly kissing him back. He arches into me, moaning slightly into the kiss as I reach around him and grab a handful of his ass. My other hand stays at the small of his back, rubbing small circles there.

As our kiss becomes more lustful, our tongues come out to play, exploring one another. Fuck, Simon tastes like honey just as much as he smells like honey. And that's true for his come too. He's delicious.

When he pulls back, he has a hungry look in his eye. I love it when he looks like this. Like he wants to tear my clothes off, with that sweet little smirk on his mouth.

I lean up to kiss him again, but he pushes me back.

"Ah ah ah." He tsks, shaking his head. "Be a good boy, Jakey."

He slithers down onto the floor space between my feet and innocently looks into my eyes as he unbuttons my jeans.

Oh fuck, he isn't...

"Drive," he instructs, pausing his hands.

I widen my eyes. "Simon? You can't be serious?"

"I'm dead serious, Jakey. Drive."

I slowly put the car in drive, and his hands start working to free my already pulsing dick. I swallow nervously. How the fuck will I be able to drive? It will feel too good!

I pull back onto the road once it's clear and hit the accelerator. Simon innocently peeks up at me. "Don't lose focus, babe."

And then I feel his hot, warm mouth. How it slides agonizingly over every nerve and inch of my sensitive skin.