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Chapter One 


Chapter Two – Beginner’s Jitters

“Sorry,” Dan murmured as he withdrew his hand from Zane’s tight grip with some difficulty. “My hands are all clammy.”

“No worries,” Zane replied and took Dan’s hand again. “Let’s just dance.”

Dan stopped, and Zane had to admit that it was hard to move the oversized puppy once he got stubborn. He had to be about two hundred pounds or more of pure muscle, and Zane had a very detailed plan in his mind on how to map that body down to the minutest detail. At the moment, though, that plan didn’t seem too close to its putting in action.

“I can’t dance with a dude,” Dan whispered. 

“Sure you can,” Zane insisted. “It’s dark enough for people not to gawk at you while we’re waltzing across the floor.”

“Waltzing?”

“Just a figure of speech.” Zane had a pretty good idea of what kind of treatment he needed to apply to someone as strong as Dan. He took his partner by surprise by embracing him quickly and dragging him toward the center of the room, where everyone was dancing to some cool and funky beat. 

Zane placed both hands on Dan’s waist and made him move to the music. It looked like Dan wasn’t a complete stranger to dancing, which was a good sign. Zane wanted to check all about Dan’s hidden talents as soon as they were alone. The song switched to something languorous and slow, and couples around them quickly formed. 

Dan made a move to pull away from him, but Zane pulled him close. To his satisfaction, Dan didn’t struggle. Zane rarely chose partners who were taller than him, and it was a bit funny to feel Dan so shy in his arms. Dan’s arms were around him, but Dan was keeping his head cocked to one side, refusing to look at him. Not that they could see much of one another in the dim light, but the denial, as much as desire, was clearly there. Zane needed to put all of Dan’s worries at ease.

He used one hand to cup Dan’s cheek and enjoyed how his dance partner allowed the touch. Zane angled his head and kissed Dan softly. The lips didn’t purse, but parted slowly, which was a perfect sign. Zane grew bolder; the instant reply from Dan was to push his tongue into Zane’s mouth, too. That was just beautiful; they were kissing there, in the middle of a room filled with people, and Dan no longer seemed so reticent. Actually, he looked like quite the opposite.

Now, he was the one who appeared to be the hungrier of them two. Zane was totally ready to take this to the next level. “Hey, let’s find someplace to be alone, what do you say?”

Dan took one deep breath. Was he still nervous? Zane wondered. 

“Can we have some beer or something first?”

The boy needed a little bit of liquid courage, and there was nothing wrong with that. Zane agreed and pulled Dan to the kitchen where all the booze was. People were going in and out, without paying any attention to them, which Dan appeared to register with nervous eyes.

“See, man? Nobody gives a damn what other people do here,” Zane pointed out. He offered Dan a beer and grabbed one for himself. He leaned against the kitchen counter and took in his would-be partner for the night. Dan was, most probably, a bit at war with himself right now.

“The kiss,” Dan asked and swallowed hard, “what we did earlier, it’s nothing, right?”

“I told you. Nothing but fun. Did you like it?”

Dan didn’t say anything, and for a full minute, he was busy drinking his beer. Zane wanted to know what he was thinking now. He could only hope that whatever Dan decided, it involved him and a bit of horizontal action. Or vertical; he could work with anything Dan agreed to, and he wasn’t particular about details. 

“I did.”

Great. It took Dan a long time to open, but Zane was patient. The night was young, after all. 

“And would you like more of it?”

A rowdy couple entered and grabbed a bottle of tequila. Dan looked after them for a while, with a pensive expression on his face. “You know,” he started, “I had no idea I liked guys until April.”

“That dude has a knack for turning straight boys gay,” Zane said with a chuckle.

“Right,” Dan said dryly.

“So, you were all into dating girls and everything before meeting April?”

“Yeah. Nothing serious. It was just something everyone did, so I did it, too.”

And Dan looked like a goody-two-shoes who always did what everyone did because that was what was done. If he said he used to be a choir boy or some crazy shit like that, Zane had to promise himself he wouldn’t piss his pants laughing. 

“But then I saw April when I got in college. And he stared at me with those beautiful eyes --”

“April is pretty, yeah,” Zane admitted. He shifted in his place a little. April was pretty, and that was all. He didn’t need to get annoyed about hearing Dan talk about him like that.

“And I started dreaming about him. Especially this weird dream in which I would wake up, and he would be sprawled all over me, and he would look at me with those pretty eyes and a smile and tell me, ‘Good morning’.”

“And then?”

“And then what?”

“What happened in the dream?”

“Nothing. I’d wake up for real.”

Damn, the oversized puppy didn’t even dare to have a proper wet dream. That would be a lot of fun, but it also meant that Zane needed to treat Dan with gloves. In a way, even if this conversation was a bit annoying since he didn’t quite appreciate hearing his partners gushing about over guys, it was useful because it shed light on where Dan stood.

“And then you started hitting on him?” Zane asked.

Dan shook his head. “I didn’t think it was right. But I got a bit drunk at a party, and I kissed him. Then I thought it was a mistake, and,” he took one deep breath, “I did something stupid, picking on him and stuff. Because I thought it wasn’t done, to kiss a guy like that. And like it.” Dan ran his hands through his hair, looking like he was about to pull it off his head. 

The guy was conflicted. Zane remained silent for a few moments.

Dan laughed nervously. “What?”

“Nothing. I didn’t say anything.”

“I like April. I like him so much that I don’t know what to do,” Dan moaned.

Well, that was about how much Zane could stand hearing the guy he wanted to kiss gushing over another dude, no matter how pretty. He took another sip from his beer and then offered Dan his hand. “I know exactly what you need. Come with me.”

“Where?”

“Somewhere I can kiss you without you looking around all freaked out. I’ll make you forget about April. And I’ll do more than kissing.”

“I won’t forget about April,” Dan said stubbornly, but he took Zane’s hand.

“You will. All you need to do is say ‘yes’ to what I want to do to you.”

“What do you want to do to me?” Dan asked breathlessly, although there was no reason to be out of breath. He had been sitting until one moment ago.

Zane stopped and got into Dan’s face, their noses almost touching. “I want to fuck you. You cool with that?”

Dan blushed and wavered.

“It’s a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ kind of thing. If you have doubts, just tell me.”

“Okay, yes,” Dan said quickly.

As much as he was smitten, it looked like Dan wanted to apply some ointment on that open wound caused by seeing April and Jett together. Zane was more than available to help. 

“Great. Now let’s ditch this crowd and go somewhere we can be alone.”

Dan’s hand was still clammy, and Zane still wasn’t bothered by it.

***

“What’s with the noise? Computers?” Dan asked.

“April’s mining rig or so I was told. I know it doesn’t make for the most romantic background for what I’m about to do to you, but, let’s face it, neither of us wants romantic, right? Also, it’s a good spot. People don’t usually wander to the basement.”

Mostly, it was because they knew Zane’s favorite spots and steered cleared of them. Zane examined Dan from the corner of one eye. For a jock, he really did look like he was doing a great deal of thinking. Zane needed to change that, and he had at least a few ideas on how to make Dan stop thinking and start feeling. 

“Let’s sit over there,” Zane said and pulled Dan toward the bench press. It seemed like a good place to start exploring Dan’s muscular body. 

Dan sat next to him and immediately clasped his hands in what looked like a nervous gesture. 

“Do you want me to leave the light on or turn it off?” Zane asked although he hated the thought of his partner thinking that it would be better if they didn’t see each other too much while going at it.

Dan appeared surprised by the question. But he was mostly on the verge of bolting, anyway, so Zane needed to do something. He placed on hand on the back of Dan’s neck and began to massage it slowly. “Are you okay with this? Truly, truly?”

Dan gave off a nervous chuckle. “If it helps me forget about April, at least a little, then it’s ‘yes’. Okay, I mean, yeah. It’s okay.”

Zane pondered for a moment. There was a slight chance Dan wouldn’t go all the way tonight, and that was fine by him; he totally got it. “Give me your phone number,” he said out of the blue.

Dan appeared a bit hesitant, but he pulled out his phone. They quickly exchanged the information. Zane was pleased; after all, maybe Dan was worthy of a second date, not that whatever they did right now could be called dating but –

He really needed to get out of his head a little. Dan hadn’t even asked him why he had asked for his phone number. He had just agreed to anything. Now it was time to get real.

Zane smiled and closed the distance between their mouths. “Just tell me what you like,” he whispered.

There was not one moment to waste. He took Dan’s chin between his fingers and guided him into the kiss. “Is this what you like?” he asked gently, as he peppered a soft trail of kisses along Dan’s lips.

“Yes,” came the breathed reply.

Zane flicked his tongue over and over the moist lips. “And this? How do you like this?”

“Yes. A lot,” Dan replied and swallowed hard for a moment.

“Then how about you kiss me, too?”

Dan was hesitant at first, but he took the matter into his hands fast. He held on Zane tightly as he kissed back with full force. They were now rubbing their mouths together vigorously, and Zane was making a real effort to remember when it had been the last time that he had had such a nervous, yet determined, partner. 

Dan could dominate him if he wanted, not easily, not definitely, but the possibility was there. It gave Zane a small thrill, which only added on top of his usual horniness. He struggled a little to sneak his hands under Dan’s t-shirt, eager to touch his chest. It was hard to do much since Dan was holding him tightly as he was afraid Zane would go away.

That thought was very flattering, but Zane wanted to do more than kissing. It wasn’t like him to be a fan of delayed gratification, so kissing like that, as much as he loved it, wasn’t enough. He was more than ready to unwrap his present.

Zane stopped their kissing for a short moment. “Are you really okay with me doing you? Because I don’t want to have my hopes up for nothing.”

To his surprise, Dan snickered. “Are you always such a teaser? Why do you have to ask me so many times?”

Because you like another dude, and it pisses me off. Nah, there was no way Zane would say that out loud. Dan didn’t have to know he was bothered by it. Why would he? He was the chill, fun guy, who liked to fuck dudes’ assholes, not their feelings.

“You know, just making sure. It’s not like we know each other.” That had to sound like a pretty reasonable explanation. Zane really hoped it seemed sincere.

“Yeah,” Dan agreed. “Do you, um, like me?”

“What’s not to like?” Zane smirked and kissed Dan loudly.

“Why doesn’t April? I’m not like his type or something?”

Oh, damn. What was he getting himself into? Zane wanted to give himself a real slap, but, right now, he needed to settle for a mental one. If only he weren’t so horny all the time; yeah, he could blame it on his dick that he was willing to let Dan run his mouth about April, when he basically had Zane, who was pretty much the sexiest dude alive – others’ testimonials, not his – a fraction of an inch away from him.

“Dan, my man, April only digs Jett. So, unless you happen to turn into Jett overnight, I don’t see how you would be his type.”

“So, he doesn’t like me,” Dan said, looking completely deflated.

“Not like that, for sure. Come on, are you going to spend all night pining over April, with me and my hard cock next to you?”

“You’re hard?” Dan asked and gulped audibly.

Zane was done with talking. He couldn’t recall when it had been the last time he had done so much talking. So, he caught Dan’s hand and placed it over his crotch. “Is this proof enough for you or what?”

Dan gasped, but he didn’t withdraw his hand. Instead of that, his fingers flexed in what looked pretty much like a tentative to squeeze Zane’s hard-on through his jeans. For a couple of moments, Zane didn’t move; he didn’t even breathe for fear that Dan would become shy again. 

It appeared that the moment of shyness was in the past. Dan squeezed Zane’s cock through the jeans and leaned in for another kiss. Once unleashed, Dan looked like he didn’t do anything by half. Zane was pretty sure that if the music upstairs hadn’t been so loud, they would have heard them making out loud and clear.

He was all lost in the moment and the kiss when he heard someone clearing his throat. What the fuck? Who dared to invade his fucking space like that? Maybe if he ignored the fucker, he would go away.

“Seriously, dudes? Can an army walk on you, and you don’t give a fuck?”

Oh, just fucking great. What was Jett doing there? Didn’t he have a boyfriend to annoy? Ah, right, April was pissed at him, so Jett wasn’t getting any, and by that, Zane knew for a fact that ‘any’ meant nothing else but making out like teenagers. Which was what he was doing, but with the hope that he would be able to take it to the next level and quick.

That meant that he needed to get rid of Jett and pronto. “What the fuck, Jett?” Zane complained, interrupting the kiss.

It looked like Dan had only then noticed that they had an audience. Zane kind of liked that tunnel vision; it meant that Dan went into everything, both body and soul.

Jett didn’t seem bothered at all by the dirty looks Zane was throwing at him. His attention seemed trained on Dan. “Just one thing, and then, I let you two fuck. Although, really, you could use a blanket or something. Buzz cut, how much did you drink?”

Dan gaped at Jett. As much as Zane found it funny that Dan thought Jett to be some kind of big bad wolf, right now, that didn’t play into what he wanted. “One beer and a half,” Dan replied. “Why? Are you going to charge me or something?”

Jett waved. “All right. So would you say you’re perfectly capable of pushing this guy away if he tries to stick it into your butt, and you don’t like it?”

Where the fuck did Jett get these ideas? Zane shook his head. The hell was going on? And just when things were getting good. What was worse, Dan was now pulling away from him as he stood up. Zane tried to reach for him, but unlike earlier, Dan escaped him quickly. “Is this a fucking prank or something?” 

Jett tried to stop Dan and put one hand on his shoulder. “I just need to know that you can agree to sex.”

Dan pushed Jett’s hand away. “I don’t know what April sees in you. You’re just a fucking bully.”

“That’s rich, coming from you,” Jett pointed out.

“What the hell, man?” Zane stood up, too. “Since when do you know me to fuck passed out guys or something?” Now that wasn’t fair. Jett knew him, and he knew he never took advantage. He wanted the guys he partnered up with, even if only for a hookup, to like him. If the attraction wasn’t there, it wasn’t. He never forced himself on anyone.

Jett put his hands up. “Sorry, man. It’s just that April was worried buzz cut boy here might not be capable of saying ‘yes’.”

Zane walked and got into Jett’s face. “He said ‘yes’. Like twenty times or so. Tell him, Dan.”

But Dan was already walking toward the stairs. “You guys are a bunch of freaks. Just leave me the fuck alone. I’m getting out of here.” Only for a moment, he hesitated. “Is April really worried about me?”

Zane heard Jett mumbling something, and it could be about April and something about him playing the righteous.

“Dan.” Zane made a final attempt, although he knew the battle was lost for now. “Come on, man. It was just getting good.”

Dan turned back on his heels. “Whatever. April likes me!” He shouted as he hurried out.

Now that was just fucking great. Tonight, Zane had felt pissed off on more than one occasion, and it was all because of how Dan was smitten with Jett’s pretty boyfriend. As much as Zane liked April, he wanted to strangle him a little right now. The only one he could take it out to was Jett, though, so he pushed him away so hard that Jett stumbled back a step or two. “Seriously, man? Cockblocking me? What’s gotten into you?”

“April is just worried,” Jett said right away.

Just fucking great. “And? Couldn’t you tell him to let us enjoy ourselves?”

Jett shrugged. “Better I cockblock you than him.”

“He likes Dan or something?” Zane couldn’t believe his ears. What was he now? Jealous or something?

“No! Of course not,” Jett denied right away.

“Then what’s his deal?”

“He just thought Dan was vulnerable or something. You know, not being out and all that which I don’t know about,” Jett explained.

Zane exhaled. “All right. I would punch you so much right now. But it’s all right.”

Jett examined him briefly. “You’re taking it well.”

“I got his number.” Zane grinned as he looked at him.

Jett grinned, too. “So, are you going to chase his dude a little?”

“Yeah, why not? It’s better that way. But tell April he owes me big time for making me let that juicy perfect piece of ass go like that.”

“Sure,” Jett agreed.

“You know I’m talking about your boyfriend.”

Jett pushed one finger into Zane’s shoulder. “And you know that, too. So stick to asking him to cook your favorites this week or something. No funky business, or I’ll whoop your ass.”

“Okay, boss. But April will work hard to help me hook up with Dan, for real.”

“Be my guest,” Jett said in an amused voice.

“All right, man. I’ll keep you to that.” Jett walked back up the stairs, most probably eager to go back and report to his boyfriend.

Zane could only congratulate himself for coming up with that idea. After all, if he got April to play matchmaker for him, Dan would see clearly and quickly that April wasn’t into him that way. As much as he wanted to blame April for cockblocking him, Zane knew he had a big heart. Of course, that was also the kind of thing that got him in all sorts of trouble with guys like Dan and Jett, but maybe there was a price to pay for being such a pretty dude.

And Dan, damn. It was so true that he was like a puppy. April had accidentally and unknowingly thrown a bone at him, and he had been all over it in a second. Zane only needed to direct Dan’s attention toward him. 

Yes, it would all work out, and Zane was far from being the kind to give up. Sooner rather than later, he would have Dan come for him, and not the other way around. That would provide quite the satisfaction.

It had been clear as day that Dan had wanted him just as much. Even if he still pined over April, he was willing to do something about the itch down his pants, which was precisely what Zane wanted to solve, as well.

Maybe it wasn’t like him to chase dudes when there were plenty around willing and pretty enough. However, Zane really digged Dan and for more reasons than having a super sexy body, the sweetest lips in existence, and a cute face. 

That felt refreshing, despite the blue balls situation in his jeans right now. He would have Dan to pay for that later when they would get down to it. Because if there was one thing Zane was sure about, it was that he and Dan would meet again.

***

Now that was a bit of a blow to his confidence, Zane admitted to himself as his umpteenth call to Dan’s number remained ignored. For a while, he had expected for Dan to call him, but it didn’t look like that would happen. It had also been a feat of dramatic skills to keep his nonchalance and a straight face while he had talked April into convincing Dan to pick up the phone. 

Zane was pretty much sure that April and Jett wouldn’t have noticed he was insistent about Dan more than it was probably needed because there was clearly something going on between them. Zane’s bet was on sexual tension and on it being resolved sooner rather than later. 

Since the party had been a few days ago, Zane would have expected either Dan to pick up the phone or he, himself, to give up. Yet, it looked like he didn’t want to let go, just yet. Now, the ball was in April’s court, and he needed to convince Dan to take Zane’s calls. 

It was all supposed to work out, but Zane wasn’t entirely pleased. Was his charm fading or something? He stared into the mirror, trying to give himself a critical look. Nah, there was nothing wrong with him. He was sure of it.

No, he wasn’t so sure of it, but he needed not to make it into a big thing. As much as he wanted Dan and his big round butt, he had to rein in the temptation to insist more than needed. With a sigh, Zane grabbed his phone. He fiddled with it for a bit and then decided against calling one more time. If the dude didn’t want him, that was that. 

No, he would call just one last time. One last time and it was a promise. By now, April must have told Dan Zane was still pretty much interested. Zane didn’t do rejection because he had no idea what the hell was that.

One last time and he would let the phone ring only three times. He wouldn’t text and say some stupid shit. Only three times.

“Hi,” a breathless voice said after the second ring.

Zane was so surprised that Dan had picked up that, for a moment, he was speechless.

“Hi … sugar lips.” He regained his voice as fast as he could manage.

Damn, was he really losing his touch for real?

TBC

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Comments

MM

Awww. Zane has it bad. 🤗

Dawn D

Ahhhh Zane what a CUTIE I can’t wait for the bit of angst when Dan probably, inevitably has issues coming to terms with his feelings hehe