Helping Hand (5 page)

couple of weeks. Not only at the weekends when they ’d been drinking, but

a few tim es a week—basically whenever they could get away and be

alone together without it being obvious that som ething was going on.

Som etim es Mac would instigate it, som etim es Jez, but after a few m ore

sessions it got so that they both knew how it would end if they were

hanging out together. The tension would thicken, and they ’d start catching

each other’s ey e until finally one of them would crack.

They hadn’t discussed their little arrangem ent again since the second

tim e, and they still watched porn—m aking a point of getting out the laptop

in whoever’s room they were in and choosing som ething to watch. But

they both knew that they really watched each other, and Jez had given up

even try ing to hide his interest. He was totally hot for Mac, and watching

him get off pushed all Jez’s buttons. As for Mac—Jez had no idea what

was going on in his head, and Mac didn’t seem keen to talk about it. If he

was as straight as he claim ed, m ay be he was into the whole exhibitionist-

slash-voy eur vibe they had going on? But Jez didn’t care what his

m otivations were, as long as they could keep doing it.

Chapter Five

When things changed again, alcohol was involved.

It was a Saturday night in the m iddle of Novem ber. Dani was away

visiting her boy friend again, and Josh had gone out early with barely a

word to the rest of them . Shawn and Mike tried and failed to persuade

Mac and Jez to j oin them in the student union bar. They ’d not told Shawn

and Mike about their stay ing-in pact. It wasn’t worth the hassle because it

would only have m ade Shawn m ore determ ined to lead them astray.

They ’d stuck with their excuses of finances and study ing respectively.

Both were still true, after all.

“Just com e out for a few beers,” Shawn said. “You two are like an

old m arried couple, for fuck’s sake. All y ou do is hang out together and

watch TV.”

“Som etim es we study,” Mac said.

“And play video gam es,” Jez added. They were currently in the

m iddle of a Super Smash Bros. battle. Jez’s cheeks heated at the “m arried

couple” dig. He didn’t dare look at Mac to see if he’d reacted too.

“Like that’s any better. And Mac, Maria was asking after y ou last

weekend, and she’s gonna be there tonight. I reckon y ou’re well in there.

Why stay in and j erk off when y ou could be out with a hot babe like

her?”

Mac stiffened beside Jez. His onscreen character froze, j ust like he

did, and Jez took the opportunity to attack, kicking him off the platform .

“Loser.” Jez nudged Mac in the ribs, try ing to distract him . Shawn’s

dig was a little close for com fort.

“Nah. I’m not that into her,” Mac finally said.

“But she’s gorgeous!” Shawn sounded like a m an who knew he was

fighting a losing battle.

“Not tonight.”

Jez couldn’t help feeling glad that Mac would rather stay in with him ,

even though he told him self it didn’t m ean any thing.

After the others had gone, they carried on play ing for a couple of

hours. They were drinking snakebite this weekend—strong lager m ixed

with equally strong cider—and Jez’s coordination was affected. He was

m ore pissed than he had been in ages.

“You fucker!” he cursed as Mac sent his character fly ing off the

platform again to win the best of three. Jez tossed his controller aside and

threw him self back against the sofa cushions. “I’m done.”

“Are y ou rage quitting? That’s alway s the sign of a sore loser.” But

Mac set his controller down too, turned the gam e off, and settled back

beside him .

“If I carry on any longer, I’ll end up play ing it in m y sleep all

night.” Jez y awned. The alcohol had m ade him sleepy and relaxed, but

he wasn’t ready to go to bed y et. With the house to them selves and Mac’s

knee bum ping his, Jez’s m ind turned to other things they could be doing,

and his body started to respond. He was like one of Pavlov’s dogs around

Mac now, only horny instead of hungry. Just looking at him m ade Jez

want to get off.

Mac didn’t reply im m ediately. Jez wondered if Mac was thinking the

sam e thing he was. Som etim es it felt like a gam e of chicken as they

waited to see who’d m ake the first m ove.

Mac shifted slightly, m oving his hand to cover the bulge in his j eans.

Jez didn’t react, but his ey es followed the m ovem ent, a thrum of arousal

zinging through him as Mac started to stroke him self idly through the

fabric.

“You wanna?” Mac asked, his voice a little rough already.

“I guess.” The rasp in Jez’s voice gave him away in his attem pt at

sounding casual.

Mac stood and offered his hand to Jez.

Jez paused for a split second before taking it and letting Mac pull him

up. The warm brush of his palm against Jez’s was electric, and Jez’s head

was suddenly full of other places that Mac’s hands could touch him —if

only Mac wanted to.

Pushing those traitorous thoughts aside, he dropped Mac’s hand as

though it burned and followed him up the stairs.

“Your room ?” Mac paused with his hand on the door handle—Jez’s

was closest to the top of the stairs.

“Sure.”

There was nothing awkward about this now. After the past few

weeks, they knew exactly how this would go. Mac m ade him self

com fortable on Jez’s bed while Jez got his laptop. By the tim e Jez sat

down, Mac had already pushed his clothing down enough to get his cock

out and was stroking him self slowly.

“Starting without m e?” Jez asked.

“Yep. I’m horny. Gonna take a while, though, after all the booze.”

“Yeah. Me too.” Jez thought m ay be that wasn’t a bad thing. When

they were sober, they both cam e pretty fast. It was hot but rather

clinical. But when they were both a bit drunk, it was usually a m ore

leisurely affair, and Jez liked it when it lasted a little longer.

Jez pulled up his bookm arks. He intended to click on one they ’d

watched before that they both liked, but he m ust have accidentally hit the

wrong link because instead of the usual girl-guy com bination, the video

that started play ing as Jez unzipped his j eans had two guy s on a sofa with

a girl between them . The girl kissed first one guy and then the other with

deep dirty kisses.

“Oops, sorry.” Jez’s face heated. “I didn’t m ean to open that one. Let

m e find som ething else.”

“No, it’s fine. Two guy s doing one girl—that’s kinda hot.”

“Yeah, but….” Jez squirm ed with em barrassm ent as he tried to find

the words to explain why this was a bad idea. Then the guy s on the

screen helped him out by leaning across the girl and kissing each other

while she looked on, sm iling and encouraging them .

“Oh.” Mac’s hand stilled.

“Yeah. It’s not so m uch two guy s doing one girl as all of them doing

each other… in various way s and com binations.” Jez leaned forward to

reach the laptop, but Mac stopped him with a firm grip to his wrist.

“Leave it.”

Jez swallowed hard, nerves and arousal com bining to rocket his heart

rate up. “If y ou’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Okay, then.”

They watched in silence. Mac seem ed to forget about his dick at

first, watching the action on the screen intently. Jez sneaked a look and

saw that Mac’s erection had flagged a bit, probably been scared away by

all the gay that was happening in front of him right now. But Mac was still

watching nevertheless. Jez had no idea why he wanted to. As far as he

knew, Mac didn’t have a bi-curious bone—or boner—in his body, he

thought, and then tried not to laugh out loud at his own bad j oke.

As the video progressed, Jez stopped worry ing about Mac and

started to get into it. He’d bookm arked this for a reason. One of the guy s

was tall, built, and dark like Mac, and the other was a little sm aller, leaner,

and had m essy dirty -blond hair like Jez did. The girl was gorgeous too, a

redhead who was into the whole guy -on-guy thing, and frankly the whole

video was hot as fuck.

They ’d m oved on from m aking out, and the girl was sucking each of

the guy s’ dicks in turn, switching between them and m aking appreciative

noises. Jez gripped his cock and squeezed because he knew what was

com ing. Sure enough, the trio on the screen switched positions. The dark

guy lay on his back while the girl sat on his face, and the blond guy

kneeled over the dark guy ’s body and swallowed his dick down like he

hadn’t eaten for a week.

Fuck.

Jez glanced at Mac again. His hand was m oving faster now, and he

was utterly transfixed by the video, not looking at Jez this tim e, and his

breathing was fast. He was obviously really turned on by this, and that

was what gave Jez the courage to finally suggest som ething he’d been

thinking about ever since the first tim e they ’d j erked off together.

“I’ll suck y ou off if y ou want?”

Mac snapped his head around to stare at Jez. Their faces were close,

close enough that it would be easy for Jez to lean in and lick at Mac’s

bitten lips, push his tongue between them , and taste him . He didn’t think

Mac would let him do that, but m ay be he’d let Jez suck his cock? Letting

som eone else get y ou off wasn’t gay. Jez could be a convenient m outh,

and he was okay with that—m ore than okay, in fact. He wanted it badly.

Mac swallowed hard, and his ey es were elderberry dark as he

pinned Jez with them . “You want to?”

Jez nodded. “Wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t.”

There was a long pause punctuated only by m oans and wet sounds

com ing from the laptop.

“Okay,” Mac finally answered. His voice was barely m ore than a

whisper.

Without giving Mac a chance to change his m ind, Jez m oved.

Careful not to dislodge the laptop where it lay between them , he clim bed

over Mac to kneel astride his legs and lowered his face into Mac’s groin.

Mac was still gripping his cock, so Jez nuzzled his balls instead where

they bulged out of his fly, breathing him in. He sm elled unm istakably

m asculine, and it m ade Jez’s cock throb. Jez licked, and Mac’s breath

caught. Jez licked again, pressing open-m outhed kisses to the wrinkled skin

of Mac’s sac. He brought his hand up and pushed Mac’s away so that he

could curl his fingers around Mac’s cock. God, Mac was thick, and he felt

am azing in Jez’s hand. Jez licked slowly up the underside of Mac’s shaft,

and when he reached the head, he sucked him in, tasting m usk, salt, and

sweetness that m ade his m outh water.

Mac didn’t m ove, but he m ade a sm all noise, som ewhere between a

huff of breath and a m oan. Jez took him deeper, try ing to coax m ore

sounds out of him with his lips and tongue. It had been y ears since Jez had

done this for another guy, but during that term when he’d swapped

blowj obs with his room m ate, he’d got pretty good at it. He supposed it

was like riding a bicy cle. The sensation of a cock in his m outh was

fam iliar, and Jez had forgotten how m uch he enj oy ed taking another guy

apart like this—or m ay be he’d never wanted to adm it how m uch he liked

it before.

It didn’t take Jez long to get into a rhy thm . He went deliberately

slowly, wanting to tease and m ake Mac last. Mac hadn’t m ade a sound

since Jez first started sucking, and he’d clenched his hands tight by his

sides as though he was afraid to touch. Jez could alm ost feel the fear and

uncertainty rolling off him along with the intense arousal, and he

sy m pathised. He rem em bered how that felt, wanting it so m uch but being

asham ed of it at the sam e tim e.

He pulled off for a m om ent, fisting Mac’s cock in his hand instead

and glanced up. “Is this okay ? I can stop if y ou want.”

Mac’s cheeks were flushed, his lips pink. He looked wrecked, and he

hadn’t even com e y et.

“No. Please…. It’s good.”

Jez sm iled. “Okay.”

Mac slowly relaxed. He let his hands uncurl and eventually put a

tentative palm on Jez’s shoulder. Jez m ade an encouraging sound and Mac

m oved his hand into Jez’s hair, sliding his fingers into the tangled strands.

He grunted as Jez licked around the head before taking him deep again.

Jez couldn’t m anage all of Mac’s length but it was fun try ing. His j aw was

starting to ache now, so he sped things up a little. His own cock hung