Coffee Break

“Mm, Zack…oh Zack…”

I couldn’t stop the soft moans spilling from my lips, not with how Zack’s lips were sucking at my neck, or with how his hips were rolling against mine. I’m not even sure how we got around to this. One minute I was walking him into his shop first thing in the morning, and the next minute he’s got me pinned to the wall in his backroom den. It’s pretty cool back here actually, with fairy lights, a comfy sofa, dozens of cushions and blankets and a heap of junk food, and…

“Oh!” I gasped, as Zack’s hand rubbed over the bulge in my crotch.

“If I couldn’t physically tell you were enjoying yourself, I’d think you were bored,” Zack scolded playfully.

Fuck, he noticed me drifting off into my thoughts.

“Sorry,” I blushed, “I was just trying to wrap my head around this situation,”

Zack just laughed and pressed his lips to mine, a moan coming from his lips this time as he kissed me eagerly. I couldn’t help but return the kiss in exactly the same way. Fuck, I love it when Zack gets his waves of lust like this. I always benefit. Not that we’ve gone any further than making out, groping over clothes and dry-humping until orgasm, but still. He makes it good for both of us.

And then the door opened.

“Zack, I…SHIT!”

Zack broke the kiss immediately, and I buried my face in his chest when I realised it was his brother that had walked into the room. Fuck! Of all people!

“Uh, yeah?” Zack asked awkwardly.

“It’s 9am. The shop’s opening. Get out here,” Sam grunted.

And then he left. I whimpered in embarrassment, feeling my face heat up in shame.

“Why?!” I whined, my voice muffled by his shirt.

Zack just laughed, threading his fingers through my hair. Why is he laughing?!

“This isn't funny, Zack! I want your brother and dad to approve of me, not for them to think I’m a sex-crazed asshole!” I protested.

This only made Zack laugh harder. I’m serious! It wasn’t until I pouted and punched him lightly in the chest that he composed himself.

“Martin, they already do approve of you,” Zack mused.

“No they don’t,” I grumbled.

“Yes they do. My dad saw us come back here – he wouldn’t have let that happen if he didn’t approve of you. And if Sam didn’t approve, he would’ve dragged you out of here by your shirt and kicked you out of the shop himself. He probably wouldn’t even let you come in the shop if he wasn't okay with you being here. They approve, baby, they’re just getting used to seeing me with someone. Hell, they didn’t even see me with Danny because we were hidden at college – this is big for them. They’re trying in their own way,” Zack insisted, still smiling.

I bit my bottom lip, feeling like a bit of a jerk. I forgot that Zack’s ex didn’t want anyone to know about them, so I really am the first public boyfriend he’s ever had – if his family were not going to accept me, they would’ve said by now.

“Are you sure?” I asked hesitantly.

“Completely. Sam does have a point though – it’s 9am and we both have to get to work,” Zack grinned.

I just looked down at my hard-on and whined. Not fair!

“Trust me, I know how you feel,” Zack chuckled, moving my hand to cover his crotch.

Yeah, okay, he’s as hard as I am. Think, Martin, think!

“Well…I’m pretty sure that I could persuade Alex to spend the night at Rian, Jack and Paul’s…”

Zack took all of two seconds to understand what I meant.

“Mm Alex is pining after Rian after all,” Zack purred.

“Meaning I could get him to leave easily and then we could have the apartment to ourselves,” I nodded, glad he was catching on.

Alex really is too obvious about his affection for Rian. Shame Rian doesn’t seem to notice.

“Then we will definitely be continuing this later,” Zack murmured.

I grinned and pressed a hard fast kiss to his lips, before slipping out from his grasp while he was still a little shocked from it.

“Later,” I winked.

“Later,” Zack agreed.

Oh how I can’t wait for later.

*

“Bye Dad! See you tomorrow!” Zack called.

I waited impatiently for Zack’s dad to drive away, before grabbing Zack’s t-shirt and pulling him close to me so I could press my lips to his. Zack moaned softly and clutched at my waist, before smiling down at me.

“So my dad thinks that we’re having a beer and movie night with Alex,” Zack said innocently, shutting the front door behind him.

“What a good thing he doesn’t know that I just got back from dropping Alex off at Rian’s!” I gasped mockingly.

Zack chuckled softly before pressing his lips to mine in a soft kiss.

“I don’t want us to be all about hormones and lust and sex, but fuck…I haven’t been able to get how hard you were for me out of my head all day,” Zack said, growling a little.

I couldn’t help the blush that spread across my cheeks. I don’t want us to be all about sex either, but I think we need at least something tonight.

“Well there’s always beer and movies for later?” I suggested.

Zack chuckled again and pecked another kiss to my lips, before pulling me into my living room. I took a deep breath before pushing him down to sit on the sofa. What I wanted didn’t seem to click into place for Zack until I knelt down in front of him and pushed his thighs apart gently.

“A-Are you sure?” Zack choked.

Fuck, he’s starting to harden for me already. That’s hot.

“I’ve been wanting to suck your dick since the day I first saw you. Please,” I nodded, begging slightly.

I’ve lost count the amount of times I’ve fantasised about having his dick fill my mouth…

“Yeah, okay. But then it’s my turn,” Zack breathed.

I don’t think I’ve ever taken off a pair of jeans faster. As soon as Zack’s jeans were in a pile on the floor, I leant forward and mouthed at the prominent tent in his boxers, inhaling the deep musk of his sex. Fuck, this is amazing already. Fuck.

“Pl-Please don’t tease,” Zack stammered.

I ignored him and rubbed my tongue over the cloth, making him yelp and thrust his hips in my face. Okay, now I just want to see him. I looked up at his face as I hooked my fingers over his waistband, giving him the option to back out. But Zack just smiled at me, so I slowly pulled his boxers down. Holy shit. I get all of that in my mouth?!

“Martin, please,” Zack moaned, tilting his head back slightly.

I quickly pulled his underwear all the way off before running my tongue over his lips, hovering over his perfectly long, perfectly thick, perfectly leaking dick. This is like a dream come true.

“Just don’t mess up my hair,” I warned.

Zack laughed breathlessly. “Can’t promise anything,”

I grinned and took him in my mouth. Zack immediately moaned, bucking his hips. I growled around him and pinned his hips down with my forearm. I like that he’s eager, but I don’t want to gag!

“S-Sorry, it just f-feels so good,” Zack apologised.

I’ll let him off this once.

Without hesitating I slowly sucked him down until he was pressed to the back of my throat, my nose buried in the short dark curls at his base. With Zack’s moans in my ear, I swallowed heavily, making sure my throat constricted around him, earning a broken cry.

Wow, that sounded amazing.

Starting to bob my head back and forth, I brought out every trick I’ve ever learnt. Swirling my tongue, paying attention to the underside vein, teasing his balls with my fingers, rubbing my tongue against the nerves right underneath his head…

…and all the time Zack kept a constant stream of babble and filth spilling from his lips. Fuck. I’m guessing this is how he compensates for being so quiet in real life – by being noisy during sex. And if this is how he gets from a blowjob, well…I can’t wait to see what he’s like when I ride him…

“Stop thinking,” Zack growled, tugging at my hair.

I couldn’t help but moan around him, making Zack cry out again. I think he’s close, if the way his thighs are trembling and the way his stomach is tensing are any indication. So I pulled off from him, earning a glare. I just smirked.

“Are you close, baby?” I purred, stroking him slowly, “Are you going to shoot your load down my throat?”

“I’d prefer to shoot it on your face, but we can save that for a place where Alex doesn’t have to sit,” Zack retorted.

Holy shit.

Without hesitating I swallowed him down again, sucking as hard as I could, rolling his balls between my fingers. I want to taste him. I want him to lose complete and utter control all because of me.

It only took a few more seconds before Zack was arching his back and coming long and hard into my mouth, over and over again, until some spilled out the corner of my mouth, dripping down my chin. Holy shit! Only when Zack started to soften did I release him, swallowing his load. Zack watched with half-lidded eyes as I collected what had ran down my chin with my finger, moaning softly as I sucked my finger clean.

“So fucking hot,” Zack grunted.

“You’re looking pretty good there yourself,” I grinned.

Zack grinned back.

“I reckon I could pay back the favour in…ooh, 30 seconds? Do you think you can get hard for me in that time, baby?” Zack teased.

I won’t even need 30 seconds.