Chapter 6

Six

Will

Later in the afternoon, Will joined Jacob to take a walk to the hardware store a few blocks away. Jacob needed to finally buy some boxes to pack up his remaining stuff for the road trip. The day was bright and beautiful, another break from the previous week's blistering heat. Will kicked a rock down the street, and a few paces later Jacob kicked it, making it fly at least ten yards further.

"Show off," Will said, lightly hitting Jacob's shoulder with the back of his hand.

This just seemed to egg him on more. Jacob proceeded to jog over to the rock, wind up, and kick it even further. Will watched it slam into a tree down the road.

"Okay, okay, you can kick that rock far, but I sure as hell could paint it better than you could!" Will laughed.

"Thought you only painted pictures of nude guys?" Jacob teased, raising his eyebrows at Will.

Now it was Will's turn to raise his eyebrows. "Wow! That's bold, coming from the guy who blushed at the mere mention of my artistic nudes earlier today!" Will said playfully.

"Oh come on, I didn't blush. I'm not as bashful as you think I am. Have you ever spent time in a locker room? I see so-called ‘figures' all the time," Jacob said.

Will was surprised. Jacob had been stoic and cagey about his thoughts the past few days, but he seemed happy and free this afternoon. Maybe he was just happy about his upcoming road trip.

Will watched Jacob's brown eyes open wide and he joked around, his long eyelashes only making it harder for Will not to stare. Okay, fine , Will said to himself, you can crush on this guy a little for the next couple days. And after that, you never have to worry about Hot Straight Jacob again .

They got to the hardware store and picked up a few boxes. They carried them home, Jacob taking four and Will only carrying two. They got back to the apartment, plopped the boxes down, and looked around, daunted by the task of beginning to pack.

"…You know what could make packing a whole lot more fun?" Jacob asked.

"Paying somebody else to do it for you?" Will said, wiping sweat from his forehead. Those boxes were heavy, and Will was an artist, not a bodybuilder.

Jacob laughed. "I was thinking more along the lines of beer."

"Now you are speaking my language," Will said.

"Let's go grab some," Jacob said.

They headed back out into the beautiful day, this time going the opposite direction down the block, toward the liquor store. They purchased a couple six-packs and started back home again.

The short walk back was mostly silent, but Will felt totally comfortable. They slowly sauntered down the tree-lined street, the sun growing golden in the late afternoon.

An old woman was walking toward them, using a walker and rolling it slowly as she went along. She got just past Will and Jacob as they walked along and she turned back.

"You two just make such a lovely couple," she said, smiling.

Will turned and smiled back at her, and a second later heard a thud and a clink coming from his side.

" Owwww! Damn!" Jacob cried out. He'd tripped, falling on his knee. The beers he was carrying had fallen out, and one had burst open on impact.

"Jacob! You okay?" Will said, bending down next to him.

"Is everything alright? Should I call someone?" the old woman said, turning slowly on her walker.

"No, no ma'am, I'm totally fine," Jacob said, slowly standing up. "Definitely gonna have a sore spot on my knee, though. Think I might have pulled a muscle in my calf, too. But I'll be okay."

"Thanks so much ma'am. I'll make sure he gets home okay. We're just a couple blocks from his house," Will said.

"Okay then. You take care of him, now," the woman said, slowly continuing on.

Will and Jacob started home again, this time much more slowly.

"You sure you're okay, Jacob? That knee looks pretty banged up," Will said.

"It looks a lot worse than it is. My calf muscle doesn't feel great, but it happens. I'll try to work on it later tonight," Jacob said, attempting a smile. Will wondered how Jacob had tripped just from walking down a sidewalk. The guy plays soccer, shouldn't his balance be perfect ?

They made it back home, finally. Jacob washed his knee in the tub and wrapped a thin piece of gauze around it.

"All better. And I definitely need a beer now," Jacob said, giving a small laugh.

"Okay, I'll allow it. Just make sure you keep your balance!" Will said, raising his eyebrows and grinning.

They cracked open a couple beers and headed back into Jacob's room to start packing. They got a couple boxes done, but after a few beers, it quickly devolved. Jacob turned on music, sitting down on his bed.

Will had to admit that he'd become tipsy. He sat down on the floor, looking through some of Jacob's stuff that he'd taken from a drawer.

"What's this?" Will said, holding up a metal contraption.

Jacob looked over. "That would be a mortise lock. It's a slightly complex one to pick, but I do it to relieve stress sometimes," he said, taking a swig of beer.

"I still don't get the appeal of lockpicking if you don't just want to break into places," Will said, staring up at Jacob. Jacob was perched on the edge of his bed, looking down at Will on the floor. Will liked the feeling of Jacob being above him like that. I'm tipsy, and I'm leaving town soon anyway , he thought, allowing himself the fantasy. He pictured himself slowly crawling over, inching nearer to Jacob until he was between his legs at the foot of the bed. Will bit his bottom lip gently.

"Criminals don't really take time to pick locks anyway, they just break them. Lockpicking is like a game. It takes skill, it takes patience. I work it slowly, from the inside, until the end when you feel that satisfying click as it releases," Jacob said, staring down at the lock in Will's hand.

"Sounds pretty rewarding," Will said, letting himself stare at Jacob's plush lips for a second before looking back down at the lock.

Jacob finished his beer, and got up to go toss the bottle. He grabbed another one from his dresser.

" Ahhh… " he quietly whispered, wincing at the pain in his leg.

"You alright?" Will said, looking up at him.

"I'm fine, but my calf muscle is bothering me," Jacob said, sitting back down and stretching his leg out in front of him on the bed. He started massaging it slowly.

Will got up and sat down on the foot of the bed. "Here, let me see if I can feel the knot. My friend Maya and I took a massage class last semester," he reached out, taking Jacob's calf in his hands.

He felt the muscles, trying to locate the knot.

"Wow, your calf is a shit ton more muscular than the people in class I practiced on," Will said, not caring to hide how impressed he was.

"Thanks," Jacob said, rolling his eyes.

"Oh come on. Don't roll your eyes. You've gotta know you're cute." Will was tipsy, but he knew he may be overstepping a line by being so explicit. But his filter was nonexistent at the moment.

Jacob didn't protest, but he didn't respond, either. He just looked at Will for a few seconds, silent. The music played in the background, and Will kept rubbing Jacob's calf, working out the strain.

"That feels good," Jacob said. He took a few swigs from the beer on his bedside table and set it back down. Will kept massaging and could feel a couple knots begin to work out. He was making progress.

"You definitely do have tension. Do you stretch after your games?" Will said.

"Probably not enough," Jacob said. "My back hurts sometimes after a long game."

Will looked over at Jacob again. Is he trying to get me to rub his back, or was that just him making conversation? he thought.

"Well, the back is what they taught us the most about in class… I could try to see how yours feels?" Will said, looking at Jacob with his eyes curious.

Jacob paused briefly, and Will was sure he was about to ask him to leave. But Jacob got up and moved to the foot of the bed, sitting down next to Will.

"Sure, give it a shot. My leg is feeling a lot better," Jacob said softly.

Will moved behind Jacob on the bed, allowing himself to stare at the back of his neck and shoulders. Now that he was this close to him, he was surprised how good Jacob still smelled after a day of walking and packing. Of course he smells good , Will thought. He began to massage Jacob's shoulders.

"Yeah, you are super, super tense. Do you worry a lot?" Will said, slowly starting to work on Jacob's shoulders.

"Yeah, sometimes. Too much, probably. Ugh, god that feels good," Jacob said, slightly tilting his head backward.

Will was glad to be behind Jacob and out of his eyeshot, because his cock was starting to rise in his pants. He didn't try to stop it. He massaged Jacob's shoulders, then up to his neck, easing the tense areas. He worked down to his upper arms and biceps, in long, even strokes.

" Fuck , your body is amazing," he said softly, no longer holding back. He was sure he had gone too far – he expected Jacob to tense up, to stop the massage at any second. But Jacob only leaned further into him, tilting his head back further until it was inches from Will's face.

"You're really good at this," Jacob said, his voice low and slightly hoarse.

Tentatively, Will reached a hand up to Jacob's head, running it through his short hair and giving his head a massage, slowly stroking his fingers through his hair. He slowly moved his other hand down Jacob's back, beginning to rub his lower back.

He inched forward, steadily, opening up his legs and nearly straddling Jacob's back. If Jacob moved backward just a little, he'd be able to feel Will's hard cock press up against him. The closeness drove Will crazy. It took every ounce of restraint not to press his lips up to Jacob's warm neck and kiss him.

Jacob's shirt began to bunch up at the bottom under the force of Will's hand. Will tried to work around it, until it got in the way and he pulled it up slightly, his hand meeting Jacob's bare skin on his lower back. He slowly brought his other hand down began to reach both of his arms up the back of Jacob's shirt, firmly massaging his back up to his shoulder blades.

The space between them had all but disappeared, and every minute Jacob moved closer until he was leaning back into Will. All that separated them were Will's arms inside the back of his shirt, massaging his warm bare skin.

Slowly, silent except for his breath, Will laid the side of his head onto the top of Jacob's back, near his shoulder. He pressed into him, feeling his warmth. Leaning against him, he could feel Jacob's pulse, his heart beating faster and faster as Will's hands began to inch down his sides under his shirt, and worked their way to his stomach.

Will was now fully straddling Jacob from behind, with his hands wrapped around him, feeling Jacob's tight abdominal muscles under his fingers. He stopped for a moment, unsure if Jacob was totally comfortable with how far he was going. But a second after he stopped, Jacob protested.

"Why'd you stop?" he asked, his voice quiet.

"I wasn't sure if it was okay to… keep going," Will said softly.

"I… I don't want you to stop," came Jacob's hushed reply. Will was stunned.

" Mmmhh… " Will softly moaned, unable to contain himself.

He felt Jacob lean into him even harder. His body was begging Will for more. Will's cock was now firmly pressing into Jacob's back, with only Will's jeans separating them. Will was certain Jacob could feel it now.

His hands trailed down Jacob's stomach and onto his upper thighs. He continued to massage, hungry for Jacob's body. And before his brain could stop him, he let his hands draw toward the center and felt as they brushed up against Jacob's cock. When Will felt how sizeable and erect it was, a surge of adrenaline ran through him.

" Wow," he whispered softly, his mouth still right next to Jacob's neck, pressed against him. As Will's hand slowly entered the hem of Jacob's shorts, reaching under his boxers, Will felt Jacob angle his hips up slightly, pushing his cock up to meet Will's hand.

He wrapped his right hand around it, his other hand firmly gripping Jacob's left thigh. He began to stroke his cock. He was amazed at Jacob's size – he was thick and long in Will's hand. Will took his hand and circled around the tip of his cock, feeling the precum that had collected there. He pumped slightly harder and faster. And now, bolder, Will gave the back of Jacob's shoulder a tiny bite.

Jacob tilted his head all the way back, in complete abandon. Will turned his head to finally take a look at Jacob's face after being behind him for so long. Jacob's eyes were closed as he leaned backward.

But as Will began to hasten his pace on Jacob's cock, Jacob let out a moan.

" Ohhhh god, " Jacob half opened his eyes to look back at Will. Will looked into his eyes for a moment, and then moved his mouth to Jacob's earlobe, lightly nibbling on it and taking it into his mouth.

Jacob's cock was impossibly hard in his hand. He worked it faster, harder.

" Shit , Will. Shit, you are gonna make me come," Jacob said, breathless. Will felt him begin to shake in his arms, and soon moaned, louder than before.

" Ahhhhh… " Jacob let out as he came, over and over. Will felt it, hot and wet, on his hand. Jacob's cock pulsed with aftershocks that gradually lessened each time. Jacob and Will remained that way for a short while, Jacob draped in Will's arms, Will's hand wrapped around his cock.

Slowly, Will took his hand away, grabbing tissues from Jacob's side table and helped him to slowly clean up. Jacob's eyes were half open, and he was intensely relaxed.

" Mmmmh, you are very good at that," Jacob said, drowsily.

"Well, thank you," Will said softly. Before he fully cleaned his hand, he took a tiny taste of Jacob's cum, licking it off the back of his hand.

"You taste good, too," Will said, looking at Jacob.

"Wow," Jacob said, slightly raising his eyebrows at Will. He yawned, barely able to keep his eyes open.

"You should get some sleep," Will said, propping the pillows back up at the headboard. When he looked back at Jacob, he was fairly sure he had fallen asleep sitting at the foot of the bed. Will lightly tapped him on the shoulder, smiling, and Jacob woke up and moved to lie down.

Will turned off the music and the light, putting Jacob to sleep just as he had the night before.

He made his way back to his room and laid down on the bed. His body was surging with adrenaline from what he had just done. He was in disbelief. He pulled out his cock and knew that he was going to come in seconds flat.

I cannot believe that just fucking happened , he thought, stroking himself quickly. I am so fucking bad. I can't keep my hands off a straight guy and next thing you know I'm making him cum all over my hand . The thought of this same hand being on Jacob's cock just moments before, and the look Jacob had given him as he had worked his cock, was enough to send Will over the edge.

" Mmmmmm… " he sighed, this time feeling his own hot semen on his hand and stomach.

He let out a deep sigh, pausing a few moments and then cleaning himself off, once more.

At last, he lay down, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.