Time to Fish or Cut Bait
Jason's ponderings about Shawn made it difficult for him to sleep that night. He woke up late with a full boner that accompanied another replay of his kiss with Shawn, with "Wish You Were Here" playing over and over in his head.
A morning jog invigorated him and he returned to his house and went to work on his project. Working non-stop until nearly 10 PM, Jason proofread the project one-more time, and realized that it was going better than he could have expected and he could be finished with in only a few more hours.
Jason took a break lying on his bed. He had gone to bed fantasizing about Shawn and his beautiful features. Yet, he had resisted masturbating while thinking about Shawn because to do so would be mentally surrendering to the very same feelings he was already struggling with. He remembered how good it felt to have Shawn laying on top of him on the beach and how a warm rush had filled him when they kissed. Jason visualized Shawn's thin legs and waist filling out the snug Capri pants while they were at Muir Woods, to say nothing of his rich hair and tastefully made-up eyes.
Jason thought about how great it would be to start over after graduation in New York and not having to worry about what his parents and friends thought. He would become more of a private person and go out with other guys if he wanted. So why wait? Emboldened, Jason messaged Shawn and asked him to come over to his house later the next night to see his finished project.
"Are you sure you want to see me?"
"Yes I am sure. I want to celebrate finishing the project and I want it to be with you."
The agreed to get together after Shawn's night school classes which were every Tuesday and Thursday. Shawn went straight to Jason's house, wearing casual jeans and a hoodie. He did not have time to do much with his hair other than brush it. Jason looked relaxed when he answered the doors wearing only running shorts and blue tank-top with the familiar gold script "Cal" on the front.
Jason got two Sierra Nevada's from the fridge and gave Shawn a brief tour of Jason's expansive and ornately furnished home. It was beautiful, but reminded Shawn of a museum where he was supposed to look but not touch. In Jason's more casual bedroom, Shawn lingered there, looking at the artifacts of Jason's life.
Back in the family room, Jason was anxious to show Shawn his project, which was contained in a binder as if being presented at a board meeting. The project involved creating a mock proposal for the development of a building project, suitable for financing proposals, for gaining zoning approvals, and included photos, sketches and preliminary architecture plans.
Jason's project involved construction of a mid-rise apartment building in downtown Berkeley while preserving the historic storefronts on the site. In Jason's design, the ground floors featured restored older buildings with specialty retail and small restaurants. The new building rose behind and above the old structures, and was done in similar architectural style as the older building.
Shawn was truly impressed and told Jason this with all sincerity. Jason responded by asking Shawn to someday show him his portfolio of fashion designs he had been storing over recent years. While Shawn had accumulated many binders of good ideas, he had only shared them with his family and art teachers.
Another couple of more Sierra Nevada's, Shawn and Jason were inspecting Jason's CD collection and putting on mutual favorites. Occasionally, Jason would rest his hand on Shawn's shoulder or back but that was the extent of his actions. Shawn noted the indecisive flirting but eventually he was overcome by his own impatience and took control.
Shawn turned to face Jason, pulled him into an embrace and kissed him full on the lips. Jason tentatively responded back but with not enough enthusiasm to suit Shawn.
"Relax! That's an order."
Jason did relax and their embrace and kissing became much more aggressive as they held each other tightly. Shawn could feel Jason getting quite hard through his shorts, and reached down and gently massaged him. With "innocent" bedroom eyes and pursed lips, Shawn spoke in a near whisper...
"Well now, it looks like we have a problem here. What are we going to do about it?"
"I...I don't know. What do you suggest?"
"I think I know just what to do. Trust me."
Shawn kissed Jason's neck and upper chest while still cupping Jason's balls through his shorts. He lifted up the t-shirt over Jason's head and massaged Jason's chest with his hands, while continuing his descent with his wet kisses. He then pulled down the running shorts and ordered Jason to step out of them. Shawn then pushed back Jason until he was leaning against the back of the sofa.
"Now, I want you to really relax, and let me make you feel good!"
Shawn then got down on his knees and massaged and kissed Jason's lower torso and upper thighs alternately. Jason felt great and grimaced in ecstasy. If it was love at first sight when Shawn had met Jason at the store, it was also love at first sight for Shawn's mouth and Jason's package as they had their first encounter. Jason's ample unit was proportionate to his athletic body, and perfect to Shawn in every way.
Gently cupping Jason's balls in his hands, he delicately kissed and tickled them with his tongue, before taking each testicle gently into his mouth and tickling with his tongue. Jason began ran his fingers through Shawn's hair as he relished having his balls licked. Shawn periodically looked up at Jason with smiling eyes as he worked.
Shawn pulled away and bent down and threw all his hair forward over his face. He brushed it back and forth over Jason's penis tickling it. Shawn then pulled his hair back and began gently lick up and down and shower the shaft with moist kisses and tickled his glans with his tongue.
Taking the head in his mouth Shawn rapidly massaged it with his tongue as he began a rhythmic motion. With one hand Shawn gently tickled Jason's balls and the hard vein running underneath the shaft; and used the other hand to tickle Jason's tidy pubic hair.
Shawn continued to alternate his activities but he was progressively taking Jason's full length into his mouth and throat and bringing Jason to a crescendo. Several times Jason groaned as if he was getting ready to come and Shawn would back off, taunting with a grin..."Not yet!"
After escalating action that stopped just short of him coming several times, Jason was completely defenseless and desperate to relieve his burgeoning orgasm.
Shawn showed no mercy as he pulled away briefly and challenged Jason, even as he continued massaging and licking him.
"Do you want me to stop? You do realize that it's me, Shawn. I am not a girl? It is another guy who you're allowing to have all this fun down here."
"No I don't want you to stop!"
"Well then you need to ask me to continue."
"Please continue Shawn!"
"That's not good enough! Tell me that you want me to continue even thought I am another guy."
"Please continue Shawn. I know you are another guy, but I am glad that you are. I would not want to be with anyone else!"
"Well if I decide to continue, I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste you and swallow your juice. Are you ready to come!?"
"Yes! I want to make you happy! I want to come in your mouth and make you happy!"
All the nasty talk just got both boys more excited, but Shawn was not exaggerating about wanting to taste Jason. He went back to work vigorously with his mouth and hands. With his left hand he tickled Shawn's balls; with his right hand, he matched the rhythm of his mouth on Jason's shaft. He felt Jason's sack contracting and heard the tell tale groan. Shawn pulled away but kept stroking and tickling Jason.
"I want you to come right now!"
Jason looked down, saw Shawn's eager eyes looking up at him and held Shawn's head in his hands. Shawn's mouth was wide open but had the corners of a smile, as he positioned it about two inches away from the head. Jason could hold it no longer, and moaned as a small first blast hit Shawn's upper lip. Shawn laughed as he was able to direct the second more substantial stream directly into his mouth.
Briefly swirling the fluid in his mouth before swallowing, Shawn then covered the head with his mouth and swallowed every drop he could massage out of Jason. When his mission was complete, Shawn placed his lower arms between Jason's legs and used his hands to massage Jason's buttocks and pull his crotch into an embrace with his face.
After about thirty seconds of softening, Jason was still hypersensitive as Shawn began tickling his balls again with his tongue. A few random drops escaped which Shawn licked up and swallowed eagerly.
Shawn stood up, then used his index finger to wipe the residual drops of fluid from the first burst off his lip and then lick his finger clean. He then went to the kitchen sink and wiped the residual clean with a paper towel and got a drink of water for both of them.
Returning to Jason standing naked by the sofa, they fell into a deep and passionate kiss. Jason began to fumble trying to take Shawn's hoodie off.
"Now it's my turn to make you feel good."
"Believe me, you made me feel good."
"No, you know what I mean...reciprocating!"
"Well as good as that sounds, it is going to have to wait. I am going to leave now, because I have an early day tomorrow, and because I want you to sleep on our little encounter tonight and make sure you want to move forward."
"But I do! I want to be with you right now. I want to do you right now."
"Well, why don't you go to bed and think about all the things you would like to do to me. If you still feel that way tomorrow, then we have a lot to look forward to tomorrow night!"
Jason was disappointed and confused but Shawn was very firm in his convictions. The kissed for over five minutes at the front door, with Jason swearing that he was going to call him so they could get together the next evening.
Shawn wanted Jason to have one last chance to back off before their relationship became even more intense. Having said that, Shawn left quite confident as he was sure he had never given a better blow-job. If Jason could walk away from a future that included countless more blow-jobs as good or better, then there was nothing else Shawn could do to attract Jason.