Of Best Friends and Lovers

Alrighy impatient ones here\'s a new chappie for your reading enjoyment. :D I know it took forever and to be honest I\'m not comepletely thrilled with it. My muse is being a pain in the ass lately. Between friends visiting, making time for my honey, and lack of inspiration this took me a bit to come up with. I think you\'ll like it anyway though. :) Read and enjoy.


Sketch

Jason sighed in frustration and dropped his pencil. The sketch was all wrong. He just couldn’t get the lines to flow. He’d been trying to draw a young man sitting on a dock, but every line he made felt forced and wrong. His art had suffered horribly in the past two weeks. Between Evan working long hours and his father ignoring his calls, Jason’s heart just wasn’t in his work lately.

Jason had called his father everyday, sometimes more than once, praying the man would take his call and let him talk. Jason wasn’t sure what he’d actually say, should his father agree to talk, but he figured he’d just work that out when the time came. What was he supposed to say really? ‘Sorry I’m gay Dad, guess I forgot to mention that’? He sighed again and wandered from his desk to his bed, flopping down in disgust.

On top of that, he had only seen Evan three times in the past two weeks. Hal had lost his other delivery guy and had asked Evan to fill in while he looked for another. It sucked royally for the two young men. Jason sat at home trying to draw or write, waiting for Evan to get off work everyday. Usually by the time he did make it home, Evan was too exhausted to go out again. Even during the three times they had gotten together to watch movies, Evan had been drooping and usually fell asleep.

Jason admitted that some of his frustration likely came from the lack of anything sexual in their relationship in the past two weeks. He didn’t blame Evan of course. Jason knew that Evan needed the work so he could live a fairly independent life. If keeping his job meant long hours, Evan had to do it. Jason hoped that Hal found another delivery guy soon so he could have his boyfriend back.

Jason frowned softly to himself. What in the hell am I doing here? Hal needs another delivery guy and I don’t have a job. He smacked himself in the forehead and jumped up. Shoes, need shoes. He bent down and pulled his tennis shoes out from under the bed and pulled them on before bolting out of his room. He waved to his mother on the way out and hurried out of his house.

Why hadn’t he thought of this before? They probably wouldn’t work the same hours, but if he managed to get the other delivery shift, Evan wouldn’t be exhausted every night. Hal closed at eight, so that would give them plenty of time to send time together. He smiled and made his way quickly towards the small deli.

Hal grinned and hurried around to wrap Jason in a crushing bear hug the moment he spotted Jason on the other side of his counter. “Jason. Where have you been boy? I was starting to wonder if you were avoiding me,” the big man growled.

Jason stepped away from him shaking his head, “Not really. After what happened two weeks ago, it was weird coming in, I guess. Dad still won’t talk to me,” he murmured softly.

Hal grunted and went back behind the counter to finish the order he’d been working on. “Man’s a fool…begging your pardon. If I had a boy like you I wouldn’t care if he was gay or decided to join the circus. You’re a good boy and that’s that.” Hal blushed lightly, never one to be overly sentimental.

Jason smiled and laughed a little. “Thanks Hal.” He leaned his elbows on the counter and asked, “Do you still need a delivery guy Hal?”

Hal looked up from the sandwich his was putting together, “Yep. Can you work from 10:00 a.m. until 3:00, at least until school starts?”

Jason grinned, “Yes sir.”

“Good. Be here tomorrow at 9:00 and I’ll give you some training and we’ll fill out the papers,” Hal grunted. “About time you applied.” He turned back to the sandwich and wrapped it neatly in paper. “Stick around for a bit. Evan will be back for his lunch break in a few. You can visit for a bit.”

“What about that sandwich?” Jason asked. “I don’t want someone to have to wait just so I can visit with my boyfriend.”

Hal waved a hand in dismissal. “This is for the flower shop lady next door. Ol’ Hal here can handle this one. Besides, got my eye on that woman.”

Jason grinned and nodded. Wandering to his favorite table by the front window, Jason slid into a chair and settled in to wait for Evan. Ten minutes later Hal was back, humming tunelessly behind the counter and Evan wandered in from the back door.

“Any more deliveries Hal? It’s busy today,” Evan said panting lightly. Riding the delivering bike all over their small town was quite a workout.

“Yep. Got a delivery right there,” Hal grunted, nodding towards Jason’s table. “Take his order over and I’ll have yours done in a minute.”

Evan glanced over to see who the customer was and grinned ear to ear. “Jason! Man, it’s been four days since I saw you.” Completely forgetting about the sandwich, he hurried over to Jason and kissed him soundly. “I missed you horribly,” he murmured softly as he pulled back, and then blushed when he spotted two women blinking and staring at them in surprise from their own table.

Jason quirked a playful smile at them and laughed. “I’m a good customer I guess.” That made the two women smile and Evan blush even more. “Sit. Rest a minute Evan,” Jason said softly. “I’ve missed you so much I decided to take your other shift. You can even have the money if you need it,” he offered.

Evan grinned. “You’re going to work here? That’s great Jason! Don’t worry about the money though. I don’t need that much, with Dad paying for my rent and all.” Evan quirked Jason a soft smile and said, “Besides, this way you’ll be able to lavish me with gifts and flowers.”

Jason laughed and tugged Evan’s hand, reminding him to sit. Evan sighed happily and slid down into the seat next to Jason. A few minutes later Hal appeared at the table with two tall sandwiches and chips, reminding Evan that he was supposed to have brought out Jason’s sandwich earlier. He chuckled and brushed off Evan’s instant apologizing and wandered back behind his counter.

“So, what have you been up to in the past couple of weeks? I wasn’t terribly coherent those days I did see you,” Evan admitted, blushing lightly.

“Calling my Dad daily,” Jason said with a small sigh. “He’s ignoring me still. Mom says he’ll come around and Amanda said that she’s been working on him. I guess if he can’t accept it though, I can’t force him into it. I wish my dad was as cool as your dad about it.”

Evan shook his head sadly, “He wasn’t at first. He barely spoke to me for a year. I came out to my parents when I was fourteen. He totally blew up and my mother cried for days, blaming herself for my…life choices. With the divorce already in progress it was a huge mess. It wasn’t until I moved out and all that Dad finally started to come around and talk about it with me. He still doesn’t exactly like it, but he at least accepts it.”

“Andy’s dad was a little bit like that. He and Andy still don’t get along that well, at least when it comes to Andy dating, but he let Andy move back in,” Jason murmured.

“Oh yeah! Speaking of Andy,” Evan said putting his sandwich down. “I saw him with the same guy twice this week. Is he dating Craig from school?”

“Football Craig?” Jason asked in surprise. He blinked and flushed lightly, remembering the dream he’d had about Craig a few weeks ago. “I don’t know,” he mused softly. “Andy said he had his eye on someone, but he never said who. If it’s Craig though, I can understand why he’s been quiet about it. There are a couple of goons on the team that would make Craig’s life miserable.” He wondered why Andy hadn’t said anything when Jason called him yesterday. Maybe he just wanted to keep the whole thing low key to protect Craig? “We’d better keep this to ourselves,” Jason said glancing around. Relived that the deli was empty, he sighed and smiled. “Craig is a nice guy and I’d hate to see him get hurt.”

Evan agreed wholeheartedly, biting into his sandwich. “So what else have you been up to?” Evan asked after he swallowed the bite.

“Trying to draw a bit,” Jason said with a shrug, taking a bite of his own sandwich.

“Not going to well huh?” Evan asked finishing up the last of his sandwich and munching on his potato chips.

“The lines aren’t cooperating at all. Everything I have drawn looks forced and off. I need some inspiration,” Jason said with a soft sigh.

Evan grinned and nudged Jason’s shoulder gently with his own. “I feel pretty good today. Maybe you could come to my place at 8:30 and I’ll see what kind of inspiration I can dig up for you.” His grin turned into a chuckle when Jason’s eyes widened and a soft blush flowed across his cheeks. “Have you ever drawn a nude portrait?” At Jason soft ‘no’ Evan leaned in and kissed him lightly. “Then I think it’s past time you did.” He kissed Jason again and stood. “See you at 8:30?”

“Yeah,” Jason murmured, too flustered to give a more intelligent response. He watched as Evan piled their plates and napkins and disappeared into the back of the deli. His stomach clenched and his breath hitched lightly as half a dozen positions to draw Evan in flooded into his mind. Talk about inspiration. He just prayed to God no one would notice the inspiration in his pants as he walked awkwardly back to his house.

***

Jason knocked, shifting nervously from foot to foot at Evan’s door. When Evan didn’t answer he checked his watch; 8:35. He frowned softly and tried the door. The latch clicked and the door swung open freely as his pushed in. “Evan?” he called into the apartment.

“Jason?” Evan’s muffled voice called back. It sounded like he was in the bathroom. “Hey, I’m in the shower. I’ll be out in a sec.”

Jason called back that it was fine and made his way to the couch in the living room area. He slid his bag of sketching materials off his shoulder and set them on the coffee table. He was excited and nervous, all at the same time. Jason didn’t know what Evan had planned, but he knew he’d like it.

The shower shut off and after a moment the door opened, releasing a cloud of steam and heat. “Hey sexy,” Evan said in greeting.

Jason turned to see Evan leaning against the hallway wall and smiling lightly. He swallowed hard, taking in Evan’s body in one long, slow sweep of his eyes. Evan hadn’t bothered to dress. He’d just draped a towel loosely around his waist. Jason watched in fascination as water dripped slowly down Evan’s chest and disappeared in the soft thickness of the low hanging towel. God he wished that towel would slip.

“My room?” Evan asked curiously. “Do you want to draw there or in here?”

Jason stood, trying to collect himself. He walked to where Evan stood and tugged him gently forward. “How about up against the wall instead?” he whispered hoarsely. He slid his hand up into Evan’s dripping hair and pulled him in for a hard, rough kiss. Two weeks of pent up frustration went into every stroke of his mouth. Evan shuddered and groaned softly into Jason’s warm mouth, wrapping his arms around Jason’s waist, gripping his rear.

Evan tried to say that they should take this to his room, but that was lost in a sharp cry as Jason slid to his knees, pulling the towel with him, and taking Evan into his hot, moist mouth. “Jason…God…please slow down,” Evan groaned a few minutes later, as Jason’s hungry, nearly frantic movements pressed him towards climax with a speed he couldn’t control.

Jason pulled back and looked up in question. “Did I hurt you?” he asked in concern.

“God no!” Evan said with a short laugh. He pulled Jason to his feet and kissed him lightly. “I just want to last more than two minutes.” He tugged Jason towards his room, leaving the towel behind. “I certainly can’t do that with you trying to devour me.”

Jason laughed softly, “Sorry. I haven’t seen you much and all….” He paused and pulled his hand from Evan’s. “Hang on. I need my sketchbook. Just in case,” he said with a small grin before hurrying back down the hall.

Evan smiled and walked into his room, lying back on his bed to wait. He reached down and idly stroked himself, not wanting to lose the sensations that Jason had invoked with his glorious lips and tongue. He smiled softly and closed his eyes, allowing his other arm to fall languidly over his face.

Jason wandered back to the bedroom and froze at the picture before him. Without a word he opened his sketchbook and sank into the swiveling chair at Evan’s desk. He could tell when Evan noticed his presence by the tinge of pink that touched the young man’s cheeks. He didn’t move though and continued his slow self-teasing strokes, the sound of a scratching pencil the only noise in the room.

“Jason?” Evan gasped softly long minutes later. “I can’t do this much longer.” Even with the slow, teasing strokes Jason knew Evan would come eventually. He eyed the sketch and decided it looked fine. It was still rough, but he could smooth it out later. Biting his lip, he wondered if Evan would let him take pictures to draw later. He’d asked him about it. But for now….

Evan heard Jason set the sketchbook down, probably on his desk, and then he felt the dip of the bed. Excitement flared and he moved his arm so he could look at Jason. He watched Jason pull his shirt up and off and then slide his jeans down, struggling to get them and his boxers off while remaining in his kneeling position. Evan committed the moment to memory and promised himself he’d draw a little bit later too.

Jason grinned when he realized he was being watched. “Should have undressed first I guess.” He managed to get everything off with a little more struggling. Finally he stretched out over Evan, smiling and nipping at Evan’s mouth. “You are a very good model you know. I think I could draw you all day.”

“Mm, later,” Evan murmured softly. “Right now I want to do something much more interesting than watching you sketch.”

Jason chuckled and his nips turned into a long, slow, incendiary kiss. He ran his tongue leisurely over Evan’s teeth and tongue, savoring the unique flavor of his lover’s mouth. He could taste hints of salami, mint toothpaste, and something that was simply Evan. He sighed into the kiss and shifted so he could run one hand over Evan’s heated flesh. “God I love touching you,” Jason whispered against Evan’s mouth.

“Mm? Why’s that?” Evan murmured teasingly.

“Is that a trick question?” Jason asked moving down to nibble at Evan’s chest. He balanced part of his weight on one forearm and reached between their bodies with his other hand.

Evan sucked in his breath as Jason encircled him in the soft warmth of his strong slim hand. The hand of an artist was really something to adore. Jason’s fingers where long and nimble, both perfect for tracing a line in one of his sketches and for driving Evan insane. He was thrilled Jason liked to touch him, because he definitely wanted to be touched.

Being with Jason was amazing, an experience he’d never dreamed of. He was funny and sweet and wicked, an odd mixture, but one Evan was grateful for. In the short time they’d been together, only about a month, he’d come to long for Jason’s visits, even just to hear his voice. A day without Jason was just depressing. With an odd sinking, yet exhilarating feeling, he realized he was falling hopelessly in love with Jason. What if Jason didn’t feel the same? Evan didn’t know if he’d be able to survive it.

Jason felt the change in Evan’s body almost immediately. The slight stiffening, one that wasn’t from pleasure, and the tempo of Evan’s breathing shifting alerted him…had he hurt Evan? “You okay Evan? Did I hurt you?” he asked easing the pressure of his hand around Evan’s thick length. He felt sure he’d been careful. He knew quite intimately how much abuse most men inflicted on their own groins, so he didn’t think he’d hurt Evan.

“N-no, I’m fine,” Evan murmured with an oddly shy smile. “I just thought about something. It’s okay, don’t stop.”

“You sure? I don’t want to keep going if you need to stop,” Jason said, releasing Evan’s length and shifting back over Evan’s chest. “We can stop.”

“I don’t want to,” Evan said softly. “In fact…I would like to do something new,” he murmured, blushing and swallowing hard.

Why was he suddenly so flustered and nervous? Jason couldn’t imagine what had put his boyfriend in such a curious state. “Anything you want Evan. Tell me,” Jason said nipping lightly at Evan’s nose and lips.

“C-can we try…you know…some penetration…” Evan trailed off, blushing horribly. This shouldn’t be that hard to ask for, not when they’d already experimented in other areas.

“You want to have sex?” Jason asked softly, unable to quell the panic and excitement that both ripped through his body. His groin pulsed at the glorious thought of sinking into Evan for the first time. Of course, perhaps Evan would want to be on top, and that was equally exciting.

“Yes, I do, if that’s okay,” Evan said softly. “I know we were going to wait for a bit, but I really want to try it.”

“It’s okay,” Jason said with a soft smile. “I’m not really sure what to do, but I am willing to try.” He leaned back and settled on his knees between Evan’s thighs. He flushed lightly and asked softly, “Would you like to be on top?”

Evan shook his head and reached into his nightstand. He brought back a bottle of lubricant and a condom. “You can be on top…I’d really like that I think,” he said, still looking very shy and embarrassed. He held up the condom. “I don’t care if you use this since we’ve never been with other people, but you can use it if you like.”

Jason smiled and set the condom aside. He took the bottle of lubricant and carefully coated three of his fingers, hoping he’d remember what Andy had told him about getting his partner ready. He’d said careful preparation and patience were very important if he didn’t want to hurt Evan when they finally did have sex. It wasn’t like being with a woman, not that Jason would know. But he wouldn’t be able to just slide in with minimal preparation.

He looked up at Evan’s face and waited for his lover’s small shy nod before continuing. Very gently he used his dry hand to part Evan’s tense cheeks. Jason bit his lip and rubbed his thumb carefully down the crease between until he found Evan’s tight, puckered entrance. “Okay?” he asked gently rubbing at the tender opening.

Evan sucked in a breath, startled by how nice the simple massage felt. He nodded and tried to relax as Jason carefully pressed one of his lubed fingers against the ring of muscle and started to sink into Evan’s clutching body. The sensation was curious. It was hard to accept the invasion of a foreign object in a place where things usually only exited. He took a deep breath and forced his body t relax. It didn’t precisely hurt, but should he remain so tense, the potential for pain was there.

As his body slowly relaxed and melted around Jason’s fingers, Evan decided that it wouldn’t be too bad. Even after Jason had slid a third finger in, Evan felt pretty good and shyly asked that they continue.

Forgetting the condom completely, Jason eased his fingers from Evan’s tight body and carefully slicked his length with lube. He’d been concentrating so hard on not hurting Evan, that he’d lost much of his erection. He noted with some concern that Evan’s was also listing to the side. Should he stop? “Are you sure Evan?”

Evan smiled. “I’m sure.” He noted Jason’s worried nibbling and glances at his wilted erection. He’d heard that it wasn’t entirely uncommon for a man to lose his erection during penetration, so he wasn’t concerned really. “It’ll come back Jason. I just got distracted with you pushing inside me.”

Jason nodded, still a bit unsure. He grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and helped Evan place it under his back, raising Evan’s hips higher. He leaned forward, thrilling at the slide of Evan’s thighs against his hips and the soft stroke of Evan’s hands on his shoulders.

“Ready?” he asked softly, holding the head of his length against Evan’s softened entrance. At Evan’s small nod, Jason swallowed hard and began to push carefully, watching Evan’s face for any indication of discomfort. As tight, hot flesh began to squeeze around him, he gasped and shuddered. “My God you’re tight. Am I hurting you?” he gasped.

Evan’s face was frozen in concentration. He shook his head and bit his lip, willing the discomforting to fade. He knew it had to go away or gay guys wouldn’t do this all of the time, neither would straight couples for that matter. Jason’s length suddenly felt like a phone pole inside his body, stretching him almost too much. He shifted and willed his body to relax around the slow, gentle invasion. To Evan’s surprise the movement suddenly stopped. He blinked up at Jason and realized, with some relief, that Jason was inside him, settled to the hilt. That hadn’t been so horrible, uncomfortable, but not as painful as he’d imagined.

Jason sighed and leaned down to kiss Evan gently. “You still okay love?” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. He hated that this felt so good for him, while Evan looked so terribly uncomfortable.

“I’m okay,” Evan murmured softly against Jason’s mouth. “It feels odd and a bit uncomfortable, but not bad. Just give me a minute to get used to it.”

“Mm, no problem there,” Jason said nibbling at Evan’s neck and jaw. “Still have a little matter of getting you back in the mood anyway.” He fumbled for the lube bottle and squeezed the cool liquid over the rather wilted erection of his partner.

Evan gasped as cold liquid slid over his groin and then a warm hand moved around him, warming the chilly lube and coaxing his arousal back to the surface. It didn’t take long with Jason’s delightful fingers teasing him. Within a short minute, Jason had Evan straining hard into his palm and moaning softly.

Still stroking Evan, Jason began to move tentatively, mostly rocking against Evan at first. When Evan seemed fine, Jason carefully pulled out to the base of his head and then pressed carefully back in. Evan blinked. He looked unsure, but didn’t look like it hurt, so Jason repeated the stroke. “Okay?”

“Yes,” Evan breathed, flushing lightly, and not from embarrassment for once. “It feels strange but good. It doesn’t hurt at all anymore. You can go faster if you want to.”

Jason nodded and carefully increased his speed, stroking Evan in time with his thrusts. It felt glorious. Evan was tight and hot, gripping Jason’s body with every stroke. He gasped as his lower belly began to tighten and his thrusts became more and more irregular and frantic. “Evan…I can’t last much longer,” he gasped, groaning as Evan’s hand slid around his own.

Evan guided Jason’s hand over his erection, trying to focus on seeing Jason’s face when he came, his own orgasm threatening to crash over him. As luck would have it, he tilted his hips in response to the coming surge, and Jason nailed him hard in a spot that sent raw electricity up his spine. He gasped and blinked, a little startled by the sensation. He shifted, hoping to feel it again. He screamed and arched hard when it happened a second time, griping Jason’s hand hard around his throbbing length. “Oh fuck,” he gasped, his orgasm ripping through his groin with an intensity that surprised him. Vaguely he felt Jason stiffen over him and heard his low, strangled groan.

When he opened his eyes a few moments later, Jason was looking down at him with an odd look on his face. “What?” Evan asked softly, panting from their exertions.

Jason smiled a little at Evan’s demanding question. He shook his head. “You just looked so amazing.” Jason leaned down and kissed his lover gently, savoring the glow that was settling over them. He pulled back a bit, “That was the single most exciting and beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured against Evan’s lips.

Evan blushed. “You hit a spot inside…probably my prostate…it felt incredible.”

“Incredible is a good word for what just happened,” Jason said, carefully pulling from Evan’s sensitive body and settling at his side. He pulled Evan into his arms and sighed. “Thank you Evan.”

Evan turned his head and grinned. “You liked it then? Does it feel good?”

“Mm,” Jason hummed. “It feels amazing. You were so warm and tight around me I thought I’d lose it right away. I hope I didn’t hurt you too much Evan.”

“No, not much at all. It mostly felt a little strange at first…almost like I was being stretched too far…but it was fine when you moved,” Evan assured him.

Jason sighed and smiled, wallowing in the lassitude his orgasms always brought. He rolled to his side and threw his arm over Evan’s belly, ignoring the slickness that dotted the skin there. He settled his head on Evan’s shoulder and place a soft kiss on the skin at his lips. “Next time you can feel what it was like for me. I’m curious about what it’s like to be on the bottom.”

“I thought there was supposed to be a dominant partner in this kind of relationship,” Evan murmured.

Jason lifted his and quirked an eyebrow at his lover. “That’s only on TV or whatever. Andy says some guys are like that and will only top or bottom, but he says most switch back and forth. It’s just something partners do.”

“Oh,” Evan said softly, smiling a little and snuggling Jason’s head back against his shoulder. “I guess that’s good then. I would be willing to be on the bottom though…if you like that better.”

Jason chuckled softly, “You just like the feeling of having your prostate rubbed. Admit it.”

Evan’s chuckled rumbled lightly under Jason’s cheek. “Pretty much,” he admitted.

“Go to sleep love,” Jason murmured sleepily. Wake me up by 7:00 and you can have your way with me. I have to be to work at 9:00.” He yawned and shifted up a little so his head was on a pillow.

Evan reached down and tugged the pillow out from under his hips. Glancing quickly at it for marks, and not seeing any, he stuffed it under his head. “Night Jason.”

“Night babe,” Jason slurred. Evan smiled lightly. Jason didn’t seem to be the type to cuddle afterward it would seem. He couldn’t blame him really. Evan felt the heavy sleepiness that always settled over him after a good orgasm. Trying not to disturb Jason too much he tugged the mussed covers from under them and settled both of them under their warmth.

With a sleepy, happy yawn, he reached over and switched off the light. What a night it had been.

***


A/N: So there ya go. It\'s not as good as some of the other chappies, but I\'ll work on that in later chapters. If you\'re reading my other fics, be patient there too. I have spread myself rather thin with about 5 fics. Great idea huh? Okay, I\'m gonna go write some more on this fic. Hope you liked it. :)