saraid@wf.net
by saraid
Blair was watching Jim.
Jim was watching Blair watch him, and he knew that Blair hadn't noticed Jim watching him watch.
The basketball game was almost over. With a forced sigh at the imminent loss Jim leaned back and stretched, arms going over the back of the sofa, head back, neck exposed, tendons temporarily sculpting across his bare chest and shoulders.
He relaxed suddenly and glanced from beneath half-closed eyelids at his lover, at the table, working industriously on a lecture.
Yeah. There it was again. The tip of Blair's tongue, running a little circle around his slightly parted lips as he dropped his eyes back to the screen in front of him.
Ducking his head to hide an evil grin, Jim stood and stretched again, making this one an academy-award nomination performance. He felt his erect cock press against the fly of his jeans and made sure to lean far enough backwards to get it fully outlined beneath the worn fabric.
This time he kept his eyes on Blair. He knew him so well...he wasn't disappointed when Blair's eyes trained on that long bulge and that tongue slipped out again, this time retreating with a roll of pressed lips and then repeating the motion.
It was fun to walk to the fridge like this. The jeans were tight enough to feel good rubbing over his arousal, and he positioned himself carefully as he bent to pretend digging in the back of the appliance. The indrawn breath behind him was sweet reward, and he turned slowly, beer in hand, knowing that Blair's eyes would be on him again.
Those pools of blue swept over him, and that tongue played a little game with itself, drawing Jim's attention.
Out with the tip...and around, once. Then back in and out a couple of times, then pressed to the full lower lip, twitching like Jim's cock was as it, too, noticed the hungry, flickering movements.
Jim blinked to break the spell and avoid a zone, and raised his eyes the few inches needed to meet Blair's, knowing that his own were as hot and full of promise as the younger man's.
When Jim spoke his voice was thick and husky.
"You ready to come to bed, Lizard?"