were closed. Sebastian would have given away all of his money to know what Duncan was thinking.
His lips attacked Duncan’s neck again while his hand wrapped around the hard, fat cock twitching against his palm.
“I’ve wanted you since I saw you at the speed date,” Sebastian breathed into Duncan’s ear
Sebastian rubbed the tip of his thumb of tip of Duncan’s cock and spread the precome over the shaft. His body tingled with anticipation. That dick was going to be in Sebastian’s ass that night, if Sebastian had say about it. “I don’t know why you made me wait so long. I might have to spank you for that but all’s forgiven now. I’ll even let you take me home to meet your parents, if you want.”
Duncan’s body went stiff.
It was his fight, flight or fuck moment.
Sebastian prayed for the last option.
Instead, Duncan turned and ran up the stairs, leaving Sebastian alone in the basement wondering what he had done wrong. It had seemed like such a slam-dunk. Duncan’s dick wasn’t lying about the attraction.
Why couldn’t Duncan just follow through and give them what they both wanted?
Sebastian finally admitted that Duncan would never want him for a long term relationship. He was frustrated, confused and lonely. He lashed out in anger, resenting the fact that Duncan had never wanted anything serious. He would get over it, he lied to himself.
But he would have Duncan before things were over between them.
5
Duncan
D uncan tossed the last of his tools into the back of the truck and slammed the gate shut. He looked back and the house and shook his head.
What a strange fucking job.
He had nearly broken down a dozen times and taken Sebastian to bed. He needed the release so badly. No amount of masturbating on his own had satisfied his hunger.
He could still practically feel Sebastian’s hand on his dick several days later. As much as he wanted him though, there was just something about Sebastian that kept getting in the way. Duncan had never completely shaken that initial impression of Sebastian being a rich player who thought he could have anything he wanted.
So Duncan ended up denying his own happiness as a way to prevent Sebastian from fulfilling his own selfish desires. Duncan called himself an idiot each night during the cold showers he took before bed. The showers never stifled Duncan’s longing so he still had to take another shower each morning.
The last few days of the project had been a frenzy of activity to get the work wrapped up in time for Duncan to leave for the trip. He finished the day before he was due to travel. He was exhausted, but needed to hurry home and pack his bags.
He felt bad leaving so quickly, especially since Sebastian was so chatty, and this time it didn’t seem that Sebastian was trying to get into his pants one last time. He actually sounded like he was worried about being lonely.
He’s such an odd bad boy. So unpredictable. Just when I think I have him figured out, he starts acting human. But that has to be a trick of his.
Duncan pushed Sebastian from his thoughts.
He regretted not having had a chance to go shopping. Flannels and paint-stained t-shirts were not exactly how he had envisioned being dressed during the vacation.
Not that he had any idea what he would have bought if he’d had the time and money. He had no fashion sense.
He should have just texted his sizes to his sister and let her pick out a few things for him. He might have if he even knew what sizes he really wore. Most of the tags on his clothes were either faded, at odds with other tags, or had long fallen off.
Fuck it. I’ll buy a swimsuit on the first day and won’t take it off until I get home.
Thinking of buying even something as small as a swimsuit reminded him that he needed his money. Jason still owed him the last check. Because of the payment structure, the last check was two-thirds of the total payment. He had promised to pay that afternoon but Duncan hadn’t seen it in his