This was something so upsetting to Malan that he switched positions several times in bed, but it was getting hard to ignore the very prominent body part that was now giving him his morning “hello.” Moaning slightly, he knew that he had to do something fast. He could take a cold shower or he could…NO! He thought inwardly quite violently. I refuse to jack-off to the image of a guy sucking me off. That crosses the line.
Suddenly, all that Malan could see, though, was Kent’s red lips. They were taunting him, glistening with juices from a sucker, his bright green eyes flickering with laughter at the idea of Malan’s discomfort. Once again, he moaned and realized that he couldn’t help himself. He placed his hand downward, working his way up and down, feeling the throbbing heat.
Shaking all over at the horror of what he had done, Malan reached over to his box of tissues that he kept on the side of his bed for this purpose, cleaning up the white liquid that had gushed out of his body. He sat up, seeing his reflection in his small mirror hanging on the wall, and caught sight of himself in it. For the first time, he truly hated what he saw: his disheveled brown hair, his blue-grey eyes, his fingers that were dripping wet. Never before had he imagined himself with another guy…until now.
Malan peered at the clock by his bed, realizing that he was now running late again thanks to the red-lipped “monster,” and he launched himself into his slightly cluttered closet and pulled on his usual attire of jeans, a T-shirt, and a cap. Scurrying out the door fifteen minutes later, he nearly tripped over a pair of shoes that he had not put away the night before. Even his mother’s usual breakfast—yes, it was an unfortunate circumstance that he still lived at home, but he thought that his parents were amazing—went ignored.
He glanced sadly at the eggs on the kitchen table, looking up into his mother’s bright, jewel-eyed smile as she looked at him, and shivered with guilt. Probably, she would weep if she knew. This was why he kissed her once, rushed out of the kitchen as fast as he could, not even bothering with an explanation.
After he had jumped into his car, it felt like it took him too long—and also not long enough—to reach the university. He had made it right on time without his usual dilly-dallying in the kitchen over eggs. As he rushed forward, he felt hit heart pound harder in his chest. I am going to look the person in the eye that I imagined while jacking myself off this morning, he thought. Do I really want to go to class?
While he was so busy being horrified by the idea of running into Kent, he did just that. Kent was standing outside the classroom door as if waiting for Malan, a sucker in his mouth and a grin on his succulently red lips. He made a popping motion with the sucker and grinned at him, using his tongue to grace the sticky, sweet mess in his mouth. Malan’s heart spend up even more so, and he felt building heat in other areas as Kent ran his tongue over the tip of the sucker again, winking at Malan as he did so.
Malan shivered, heading into class and knowing that he had no other choice, foregoing his usual seat in the front for a place in the back. Unfortunately, so did Kent for reasons unknown to him. Malan wondered whether Kent was taunting him, or whether he was even aware that he had put a spell on him. The very idea of it was enough to make him want to punch Kent in the face—or maybe do other things to his face…
Stop it! STOP IT! He thought wildly, shaking his head as he peered up the long set of desks. Kent was right beside him, so close that it was unnecessary. He was also grinning with such wickedness that Malan was now certain that he knew that something was up. It was terrible. Malan squirmed in his seat.
About the Author:
Penelope Rivers is an erotic novelist of M/M romance novels and short stories. A hopeless dreamer, she spends her day thinking about all things fantasy, romantic and not. It is her view that when you start choking on the occasionally dry bread of life, you need something sinfully delicious to chase it down with. Currently, she lives in Utah with an abnormal amount of pets.
The very first time that Malan Woods talked to Kent Greenwood, he was sucking off another guy behind the dumpster at the college. He’s been obsessed by him ever since. Malan is madly in lust with Malan and wants him badly but is too shy until one day after class Kent takes Malan for a lick that he will never forget.
Lollipop Lick by Penelope Rivers
M/M. Lust at First Sight Series.ISBN: 9781618290052
4565 words/28 PDF pages
Cover by Fantasia Frog Designs