Rated M for general naughtiness, and possibly ZZZ for excessive lengthiness.
Part 7
8 hours earlier...
Glistening with perspiration, Aaron and Phil's naked bodies writhed on the heavy cotton sheets, loud moans of pleasure echoing off the walls as their hips ground together and tongues duelled in a fiery, passion soaked kiss. The blonde man tore his mouth away and grinned down at his prize, taking in Aaron's heavy lidded eyes, pupils dilated with lust, the lush mouth with it's kiss-swollen lips parted as he gasped for breath, his muscular chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to get oxygen back into his system.
Phil couldn't resist lowering his head to lick and nip and tease a sensitive nipple, the mechanic gasping and whimpering at his expert ministrations. He allowed his hands to roam over smooth, supple skin, his mouth following their path down across the tight ridges of abdominal muscle, clever tongue briefly flicking out to tickle Aaron's navel before wrapping itself around the tip of his straining erection. The mechanic cried out as he was engulfed in intense wet heat, his hips bucking uncontrollably as Phil's head bobbed up and down, faster and faster, building the pleasure to unbearable levels until finally it was too much and Aaron exploded into his mouth crying out as he did so... "OH GOD! OH GOD! OH... JACKSON! JACKSON... Jackson? Jackson... Oi! Jackson! Anyone home?"
Jackson shook his head to clear the dreadful images that had been assaulting his mind as he stood draped over the balcony rail staring at the door that Aaron had disappeared through five minutes ago.
"Er...Jackson?" Joe said for the sixth time "You okay? Where's Aaron?"
"Gone." the contractor moaned as he allowed himself to slump back into his chair, looking up at his friend who'd come to check on him "I saw him leave with that Phil guy... I went the wrong way and couldn't get to him!" he finished gesturing despairingly at the stairs that had barred his way.
"Aww mate!" Kevin commiserated as he came up on the left and lay a sympathetic hand on the contractor's shoulder "Hey... They might just've gone out for a bit of air, we could go take a look?"
"You think?" Jackson asked hopefully, glancing around to see that all his friends had come to stand with him. Unfortunately the looks they were giving one another at his question pretty much confirmed his worst fears... If Phil had got Aaron to leave with him it wasn't so that they could stand about outside. He groaned and put his head in his hands.
"Come on, I think you could do with another drink." Murray said kindly "Lets get you to the bar."
"Thanks guys, but if it's all the same to you I think I'm just gonna head home, I don't really feel like staying in here any longer." Jackson replied. How could what had started off as one of the best birthdays he could remember, turn out so utterly depressing?
"Erm... I think you might want to reconsider that plan actually!" Dan said excitedly.
Five pairs of questioning eyes turned on him and he pointed towards the far side of the room with a huge grin. The other men turned but only two of them understood.
"I hate to come across as dense but what the hell are we supposed to be looking at?" David asked as he scanned the crowded pub.
"Er yeah... Have I missed something?" Kevin agreed eyeing Jackson who was staring across the dance floor, his mouth hanging open in shock.
"Over there!" Joe exclaimed indicating a man who was pushing through the crowd at the bar "That's Aaron!"
"Seriously?" Murray yelped "You're right about him being hot Jacko... Wouldn't mind a rummage in that mechanic's toolbox myself!" he added, earning himself a withering glare from his friend "Okay okay, I get it, hands off! So... You think he forgot something or what?"
"Or what by the looks of it," Joe answered "He's buying himself a drink! Lets get you over there Jackson!"
That was easier said than done however. The group looked around to find themselves boxed in, the whole balcony area and the stairs up to it crammed with revellers. Joe only managed to squeeze down one step before he was rebuffed by an impenetrable wall of bodies. He glanced forlornly back over his shoulder at Jackson, an apologetic shrug all he could offer his best mate who returned to gazing hopelessly at where Aaron stood at the bar beyond his reach.
Jackson wracked his brain in an effort to figure out what to do. Ten, maybe fifteen metres, that's all that separated him from the one thing he wanted most in the entire world. If only he could walk he'd be straight over that rail and shoving his way across the floor... He snorted to himself at that, if he was going to go down that route he may as well wish for a pair of wings so that he could fly across the room to Aaron! Behind him he could just make out his friends muttering to one another over the noise...
"...don't be daft..."
"...pointless! It's too busy we'll never..."
"...think it's worth a try..."
"...right! We have to do something..."
"...nearly finished, if we're lucky..."
"...count of three then..."
He wished they'd shut up, as if the loud music wasn't distracting him enough from trying to come up with some sort of plan! He cursed his body for being so broken and useless, cursed the bouncers for letting in so many people that he could now hardly move, and he cursed the universe for being so cruel... To give him someone to fall for who he'd think was straight, to finally let him discover that that person was in fact gay after all and quite possibly interested in him, only to have them snatched away by another man, then, to top it all off, to give him an unexpected second chance but to place him in a situation where he couldn't act... It felt like someone was playing some nasty game with him!
"One!"
Why couldn't Dan just be quiet for thirty seconds?
"Two!"
Seriously, if the man wasn't going to be helpful he could at least let the rest of them try to think.
"Three!"
There was a sudden lull in the music as the song that had been playing came to an end and the DJ came on over the speakers to wish someone who was getting married the next day good luck from all his mates.
"AARON!"
Jackson jumped in fright as quite possibly the loudest noise he'd ever had the displeasure of sitting right next to rang out across the room as the five men around him all yelled together at the top of their lungs. He glared up at them in annoyance only to find himself in the middle of a circle of excitedly pointing fingers, none of the owners of which were paying him the slightest bit of attention, they were all grinning madly over the top of his head. Joe spared him a quick glance, eyes widening in surprise to find Jackson staring at him with a scowl.
"Why you gurning at me! You're meant to be reeling in lover boy!" the man said with a jerk of his head towards the bar.
Jackson's head snapped round to peer through the balcony railings and his heart leapt to see that Aaron was finally looking their way, eyeing up his mates in bewilderment. He wondered what the younger man must be thinking to have five strange men all screaming his name, and then to find them all smiling at him like idiots as they pointed to something that he most likely couldn't see properly... Probably that he was the butt of some sort of stupid joke knowing Aaron. Indeed, the mechanic's look of confusion was turning into a grimace of annoyance as he regarded the scene.
For the second time that night Jackson grabbed the railing and hauled himself upright, this time praying that Aaron wouldn't turn around. As he popped up into view he knew that he'd been seen and recognised... If the mechanic's jaw had dropped any lower he'd be picking it up off the floor!
-x-x-
After the heat of the crowded bar Aaron was thankful for the coolness of the night air as he stepped out onto the pavement. He couldn't suppress a shuddered of revulsion as an arm was thrown across his shoulders and Phil tried to steer him off down the road.
"You cold mate?" the blonde man asked "I'll soon get you warmed up!"
Aaron shrugged off Phil's arm and angrily turned to face the other man.
"Do you think I'm thick or something?" he growled, all signs of drunkenness gone from his voice "You know as well as I do that you're not my mate."
Phil gaped at him in surprise "I… I dunno what you're talking about. Come on, let's go back to mine yeah?"
"I ain't going anywhere with you!" Aaron snorted.
"But you said! You said you'd stop at mine!"
"Yeah, and you said that you were looking for something special with someone… Guess that makes us both liars doesn't it?" the mechanic sneered.
"I never lied!" the blonde protested.
"Oh give me a break! Did you seriously think you could try your little mind games on me and I'd just bend over and take it? Save it for some unsuspecting mug that's new to the place! For Christ's sake! I've been coming here for four years! How could you possibly imagine I wouldn't know exactly how you operate?" Aaron asked incredulously.
"Why'd you spend half the night talking to me if you weren't interested eh?" Phil replied slyly "Come on... You know you want me, stop playing hard to get."
The mechanic laughed "I was interested alright, but only in seeing your little act for myself. It was very good I must say, you must've spent ages doing your research! All that stuff about yer sports car and relationships and saving yourself for the right guy? It might actually've worked… If I didn't know that you work in a shop and hadn't seen you driving around in an eight year old VW Polo last week! Oh, and not forgetting that I've had to spend the last few years watching you cop off with a different bloke every week! And yeah, I've seen how you treated them afterwards. Oddly enough I have no desire to end up as just another notch on your bedpost!"
The two of them stood in silence, the blonde man scowling furiously at Aaron, all pretence gone. After all, there wasn't really a lot he could say in his own defence, the mechanic had him bang to rights and they both knew it.
"Whatever." Phil snarled "I only went for you 'cause I felt sorry for you! You're pathetic you know that? Sad little Aaron moping about, waiting for his dream man to happen a long? You're a joke! I was doing you a favour!"
"You reckon that trying to convince me that you were this 'dream man' just so's you could get me into bed and then kick me out the next morning would be doing me a favour?"
"Yes! You need a reality check mate! Don't you get it? There is no Mr Right! He doesn't exist!"
"You trying to convince me or yourself? Maybe you're right, maybe there isn't anyone special out there, but so what? I'd rather live in hope than turn into someone like you! You say I'm pathetic but at least I don't need to go around tricking people into having sex with me just so's I can feel good about myself!"
"FUCK YOU!" Phil screamed in the mechanic's face.
"I think we've established that that's never going to happen." Aaron snorted in response before spinning round and heading back into the pub. He needed a drink after that.
The night had most certainly not gone as planned! It was supposed to help him forget about his feelings for Jackson, but so far it had failed miserably. Phil had started off as an amusing distraction at first, but his attempt at playing the perfect man had quickly become uncomfortable. If he hadn't been enjoying seeing how many free drinks he could get out of the ridiculous situation, Aaron would have shot him down long before it had gone as far as it did. The most disturbing thing about it had been that there really wasn't anything wrong with Phil's act - he portrayed himself as everything that the mechanic might ever want in a man... Only, quite apart from the fact that Aaron knew and loathed him for what he was, he'd been totally unsuccessful in being the slightest bit interesting as a prospective partner.
Maybe a month ago it would've been a different story, but now Aaron couldn't help but compare every guy he met to Jackson, and none of them even came close to arousing the feelings in him that merely thinking about the older man could provoke. Talking with Phil had brought on the unwelcome revelation that he'd already met the perfect man, and that man was straight! He couldn't decide whether the thought of it should make him laugh or cry. It just seemed so utterly typical of his life.
Deciding that if he couldn't forget about them, he should just try to drown his sorrows instead, he elbowed his way through the throng around the bar and ordered himself a drink. Sipping at his beer he allowed the noise of the music and the crowd to wash over him, trying fruitlessly to stop his mind wandering on to what had become it's favourite obsession... Why why why why why did Jackson Walsh have to be his ideal man in every way but one? Why couldn't he have been fit but boring? Or he could've been mean. Or nice but with the sex appeal of a brick... Why did he have to turn out to be the loveliest, sweetest, funniest, most gorgeous man on the entire planet but straight along with it? As if he didn't punish himself enough for the mistakes he'd made in the past, the universe obviously wanted to twist the knife it had stabbed him in the back with a little more.
The mechanic had just resigned himself to spending the rest of his evening wallowing in self pity when he'd heard his name being shouted across the dance floor during a lull in the music. Looking over he was surprised to see a group of strangers waving frantically at him. He thought he might recognise a couple of them but he was pretty sure he'd never laid eyes on the rest before. When they saw that they had his attention they all grinned madly and started pointing down. He scowled at them in response. He had no idea what they wanted but whatever it was he wasn't interested… Five drunken idiots standing about pointing at their crotches were unlikely to be people that he'd get on with.
Aaron was just about to turn away, irritated by their intrusion, when a pair of hands grabbed the edge of the balcony in front of the group, and the very person he'd spent most of his evening thinking about popped up like the most unexpected jack-in-the-box in the word. The mechanic could only stare in shock, unable to believe his eyes as Jackson stood looking nervously back at him, leaning heavily on the rail for support.
His first instinct was to panic. Jackson was here! That meant that he was going to find out that he was gay if he hadn't figured it out already! As if being caught quite obviously on his own in a gay bar wasn't giveaway enough, he remembered where he knew two of the older man's mates from. They were friends of a guy he'd been on a few dates with a while back, they'd even all had a drink together in here once… There was no way that they wouldn't tell Jackson about it!
Aaron wanted to run away and hide but that wasn't really going to help now, he would've had to have done it a month ago when he'd first met Jackson for it to make any difference. No, he was just going to have to man up and accept that he'd been found out, and if Jackson was revolted by the fact that a gay guy had kissed him then he would just have to try his best to deal with the hurt, though he had absolutely no idea how he'd even start going about doing that.
Jackson didn't look disgusted or upset though, in fact he was grinning like a loon. And what was he doing in a gay bar anyway? Aaron felt a sudden rush of hope. Could Jackson be… No... His friends must've dragged him there for some reason. He could remember perfectly the look of horror on the contractor's face that morning they'd woken up together, that had not been the look of someone that was pleased to have spent the night in another man's arms. Then again though, Jackson had told him later that he'd been scared of how he'd react to their having kissed… What if he'd jumped to the wrong conclusion and just assumed that the older man was disgusted with what had happened when all he'd been was afraid? Aaron worried constantly about what Jackson would think if he found out that he was gay, could Jackson possibly have been having the same concerns?
Aaron realised that he was still staring across the room with his mouth hanging open. He must look like a gormless idiot but Jackson was still beaming at him. It was quite possibly the biggest, happiest smile he'd ever seen in his life, and even in the dim light the mechanic could swear that it was a smile full of hope. Was it the same hope that he could feel welling up inside him as he met the older man's gaze? The need to know one way or the other suddenly burned inside him and he practically leapt away from the bar and onto the dance floor, pushing desperately through the crowd, heedless of the shouts of annoyance as he trod on toes and elbowed people out of the way.
Reaching the far side, Aaron looked up to find Jackson smiling softly down at him and he couldn't help but smile back, despite the fact that he was more nervous than he could ever recall being in his entire life which was saying something. That the older man's five mates were all also leaning over the rail watching him wasn't helping matters. He hated being the centre of attention at the best of times, and currently he was completely unsure of himself and how this was going to turn out. But there was only one thing that he wanted to do more than run home and barricade himself in his room right now, and that was to find out exactly how Jackson felt about him. In an ideal world they'd be alone for this, but he was all too aware that the world was far from ideal so he'd just have to make do.
Taking a deep breath the mechanic grabbed hold of the lower half of the railing that circled the balcony and, feet scrabbling for purchase wherever they could find it, heaved himself upwards until he finally tumbled over the top to land in an ungainly heap on the floor next to Jackson. Flustered at his complete failure to make a dignified entrance, Aaron sprang upright, blushing furiously as he brushed distractedly at his jeans, too embarrassed to look the older man in the eye. Now that he was here he was suddenly too scared to ask the questions he desperately wanted answers to.
-x-x-
The man was just too cute for words Jackson thought as he watched him standing there awkwardly, apparently finding his shoes to be the most interesting things in the entire world just now. To have charged across a crowded room, scaled a small wall and thrown himself over a balcony rail to reach him, only to end up staring at the ground lost for words was so typically Aaron. Jackson just wanted to wrap his arms around the younger man and never let go. It was strange... To look at him, the last thing most people would imagine Aaron could inspire were feelings of protectiveness, but then most people only saw as far as the tough face the mechanic usually displayed. He, on the other hand, had been privileged enough to see what lay beyond the hard man act, and the shy vulnerability that he recognised was currently radiating off Aaron made him itch to hold him and keep him safe.
He was sure that he knew what the problem was; knew why, after his dramatic entrance, Aaron had clammed up. Jackson felt great, but then he had the advantage over the younger man. He knew for a fact that Aaron was gay, and he was also pretty sure that the mechanic would like to be more than just his friend. Aaron on the other hand may suspect that he was gay but he couldn't know for sure, after all, it was perfectly possible for a straight man to have gay friends he went out with. For his own sake as well as for Aaron's it would be a lot easier just to put the younger man's mind at ease.
"I know you're gay." Jackson began and winced slightly as he saw Aaron flinch at the words, obviously preparing himself for bad news or trouble "I am too."
There, it was all out in the open. He thought that he'd feel relieved but he didn't. Apparently it was his turn to feel nervous and awkward... What if he was wrong about Aaron wanting to be more than friends? Would he be able to cope with just being mates? They'd end up coming here together and he'd have to watch men hitting on the mechanic, then, just as he had earlier when Aaron had left briefly with Phil, he'd end up tormenting himself with thoughts of what those men were doing to the person he wanted for himself... He felt a little light headed at the thought and quickly had to lower himself back into his wheelchair. Holding himself upright for all that time after the amount he'd had to drink wasn't the wisest thing he'd ever done.
"You okay?" Aaron asked anxiously, kneeling down in front of him and placing a hand gently on his knee.
The contractor smiled at the younger man, please that his little moment of panic had at least got Aaron to look at him. Unfortunately, it also appeared to have worried the mechanic to the point where he was ignoring Jackson's revelation about his sexuality in favour of showing concern. It was sweet but the older man really wanted to know where they stood. Deciding to lay all his cards on the table, Jackson reached out and took Aaron's hand in his own and finally got to let everything he'd been feeling show as he gazed into the deep blue eyes before him.
"I am now that you're here." he murmured just loud enough for the younger man to hear.
Aaron glanced back and forth between Jackson's face and where their fingers lay twined together, with a slightly nonplussed expression. The older man held his breath as he waited for some kind of reaction that would let him know how the mechanic felt about his declaration. He wanted to grab Aaron and shake him and demand to know what he was thinking, but instead he just sat there in silent agony as the seconds ticked by.
"You... You er like me?" Aaron finally asked, his brows creasing in puzzlement. Jackson's heart plummeted to the pit of his stomach; that was not the reaction that he'd been hoping for. It was too late to back out now though.
"Urm... Yeah. Well, I like you a whole hell of a lot actually." he replied.
Aaron stared at him intently for a few moments before his face lit up like the sun coming out from behind a cloud. Jackson's stomach did a back flip at the sight, it had to be one of the most glorious things he'd ever seen, and the words which accompanied it some of the most welcome he'd ever heard.
"I like you a whole hell of a lot too!" the younger man breathed.
The two men grinned happily at one another, each contently basking in the knowledge that despite everything they'd spent so long convincing themselves of, the other felt the same way.
"Oh for god's sake!" Dan's voice intruded on the moment "We get it, you're both crazy about each other, now put the rest of us out of our misery and kiss him!"
Jackson had completely forgotten that his friends were all there watching them, and from the look of surprise that flashed across his face, Aaron had too. The mechanic's smile was replaced with one of his best scowls as his attention moved from Jackson to someone behind him.
"Oh don't look at me like that!" Dan snorted "Unless you're going to tell me that you don't want to kiss him?"
Jackson was impressed. He would've expected his mate to have been reduced to a little smoking pile of ash after the glare he'd received. Aaron must've been thinking the same judging from the confused expression he was now sporting, and the older man had to try very hard not to laugh.
"Hey..." he said, giving the mechanic's hand a small squeeze to get his attention. Aaron immediately looked at him and his face melted into an adoring smile that had Jackson's heart pounding in his chest "Do you not want to kiss me?"
The younger man's eyes widened and his gaze flicked down to Jackson's mouth. He unconsciously licked his lips, an action that almost made the contractor groan as he imagined all the other things that that tongue might do.
"I err... Urm... I... Well..." Aaron stuttered, apparently thinking that it was a serious question rather than what Jackson had thought to be a quite blatant invitation.
"Oh come 'ere you div!" the older man sighed fondly.
Jackson's free hand found the back of Aaron's neck and pulled him forward until their mouths met. There was no further hesitation from the younger man and Jackson felt like fireworks were exploding in his brain as Aaron's soft pliant lips began to move against his own. The kiss began as a gentle dance, each man tentatively exploring the other, but soon neither could hold back the weeks of hidden longing for a moment that they feared would never come again. Jackson felt rather than heard Aaron moan, the low vibrations running through his body and the younger man was suddenly assaulting his mouth with unbridled ferocity. His own passions igniting, he kissed him back just as desperately, tongues raking across one another and teeth clashing as hands ran through hair or clutched at firm muscle through clothing. There was nothing else in the universe apart from Aaron... The people, the bar, the town, the country, the entire planet melting away leaving nothing but the awesome, heady sensation of feeling the man he was falling in love with clutched in his arms. It was the most intensely pleasurable experience of his entire life... If this was what kissing Aaron was like then what would... He refused to finish that thought, not wanting to get his hopes up. The mechanic wasn't about to jump into bed with him after one kiss!
After what seemed like hours the two of them broke apart gasping for breath. Aaron rested his forehead on Jackson's shoulder for a minute before raising himself just enough to whisper in the older man's ear.
"Take me home?"
Jackson couldn't hide his shock... He thought at first that maybe his most recent thoughts had caused him to read more into the request than was intended, but seeing the heated look that Aaron was giving him he was quite certain that he hadn't. The younger man wanted to sleep with him.
"But, but, but..." he stammered "I thought you were looking for something special... Someone special?"
"Err... I was." Aaron replied.
"So what changed?" Jackson demanded.
"Nothing!" the mechanic answered with a puzzled frown.
"So what? I'm just something to pass the time until Mr Right turns up? Thanks a lot!" the older man snapped angrily. Brilliant, just when he found someone he really, really liked who he thought would be interested in a proper relationship, that person had apparently decided that they'd just go with anyone they shared a quick kiss with!
Aaron's eyebrows had shot up at his outburst and now he was looking at him like he was an idiot.
"You're an idiot." the younger man confirmed, shaking his head as a small smile played across his lips "Why don't you try using your brain? I know you've got one 'cause you're like ten times smarter than me!"
Jackson scowled at the mechanic as he replayed the conversation... Aaron wanted to go to bed with him after their kiss, he'd thought Aaron was looking for someone special, Aaron confirmed that he had been but apparently wasn't any more though he'd also stated that nothing had changed... Oh...
"You're saying that I'm someone special?" he asked hesitantly, scared that he'd come to the wrong conclusion.
"Well done! Gold star for Mr Walsh!" the mechanic exclaimed, rolling his eyes as he patted him on the shoulder.
"But we've only had one kiss if you don't count that night at mine! How can you decide that I'm special after just one kiss?"
Aaron was giving him the 'You're an idiot' look again.
"Jackson... We've had the equivalent of like forty dates over the past month! I know they weren't actual dates but do you seriously think that after all that time I don't know how I feel about you? I knew you were the one for me the first time I saw you, and every minute we've spent together since then has just made me more and more sure! The only problem was that I thought you were straight! Now I know you're not I don't want to keep pretending that you're just another mate... I want you... All of you..."
Jackson's head was in a spin... He really did feel like an idiot now! For some reason he hadn't really thought that the last few weeks had meant all that much to Aaron, that it was only he who had fallen for the man he'd been spending so much time with. He'd figured that the mechanic liked him but he'd been expecting to have to work at turning 'like' into something more, but apparently he'd done all the work necessary without even realising it! He could hardly believe that someone like Aaron wanted someone like him, but it was all there plain as day on the younger man's face... The desire and the longing that mirrored what he was certain was written all over his.
"God I want you too." he whispered hoarsely.
"And you can have me!" Aaron murmured against his lips just before briefly kissing him again "Now why don't you get those wheels in gear and take me back to yours where you can do something about it!"
Jackson couldn't help but laugh at the eagerness in the mechanic's voice. He could barely remember the last time someone had shown the slightest desire to take him home, let alone the excited enthusiasm that Aaron clearly had for the idea. He'd forgotten just how good it felt to be wanted as anything more than a friend, and thoughts of what the two of them could do once they were in private raced through his mind.
"Urm guys?" he said turning to his mates who were all stood in a little group watching him and Aaron with keen interest "We're er... We're going to head off." he finished feeling his cheeks heating furiously under their knowing smirks. There was absolutely no way that his friends didn't know exactly what he and the mechanic were leaving to do.
"I'll bet you are you lucky devil!" Kevin grinned "Don't say we never get you anything nice for your birthday!"
"It's your birthday?" Aaron asked "You never said! I would've got you something!"
"I'm sure you can give him something when you get home!" Dan laughed causing the mechanic to turn crimson.
"Yeah, have fun unwrapping your present Jacko!" Murray added with a wink.
"Okay, okay! Enough with the birthday humour guys!" Jackson admonished "I'll see you all soon. Enjoy the rest of your night, I know that'll be hard without me around but try your best yeah?"
"Pfft!" Joe snorted "We won't even remember you were here in five minutes we'll be having so much fun!"
"Whatever you say mate! Try not to cry into your pint through missing me!" the contractor laughed.
Turning his chair to head towards the ramp that led to the exit he found his way blocked but someone stepping into his way. Looking up he grimaced to find Phil standing there with his arms folded across his chest.
"Well, well, well. Isn't this a touching scene?" the blonde man sneered as he looked around at the group "I must say Aaron, I would've thought that even you could've done better than this... Whatever this is." he said looking down his nose at Jackson with distaste.
"Didn't you get the message outside?" Aaron snarled as he stepped protectively in front of the contractor.
"Yes well, I thought I'd give you a chance to change your mind. And quite frankly I'd think that you'd be grateful given what you seem to have had to settle for." Phil replied, leaning to the side to peer around him at Jackson "I mean honestly... A cripple? You don't need to stoop to a pity fuck you know, you can still come home with me."
From the way the younger man tensed up Jackson thought that Aaron was going to deck the blonde, but after a few seconds he seemed to get a hold of himself and relaxed slightly.
"I could lift up a rock and find five things I'd rather find in my bed than you!" the mechanic stated which raised a laugh from a number of people who'd stopped to listen in on the unexpected entertainment.
Phil narrowed his eyes, obviously not pleased about being mocked so publicly.
"You owe me!" he spat at Aaron "I could've had anybody in here but I chose you! So why don't you stop playing this stupid game and come with me eh? You've had your fun and made me work for it, now it's time to go. You're not getting another chance after this!"
Jackson had had enough. It took an awful lot to piss him off but Phil seemed to have managed it with very little effort. Pushing Aaron out of the way he wheeled himself forward to glare at the arrogant blonde man.
"Don't you get it?" he yelled "He's not interested in you! He doesn't even like you! Why don't you just take the hint and fuck off and go bother someone else?"
"Piss off wheels!" Phil laughed "If you think he'd rather be with you than with me then it's not just your legs that don't work!"
"You just can't handle the fact that I get to take him home and fuck his brains out can you?" Jackson smirked.
"Speaking of which, can we please go back to yours soon!" Aaron groaned next to him.
"Fine!" the blonde man snapped "Go ahead and do that, just you remember that he'll be thinking of me whilst you're doing it!"
"I'm sure if Aaron wants to throw up he can just stick his fingers down his throat rather than picturing you naked." the contractor replied mildly.
Phil's face twisted with rage and he stepped forward glaring fixedly at Jackson, his hands balling into fists. Jackson felt a wave of panic building inside him... This could not be happening, not here, not now. He couldn't stand it again... But then Aaron was suddenly in front of him, once more blocking the other man.
"You want to get to him you'll have to go through me first," the mechanic growled menacingly "And believe me, that's not something you'll enjoy."
Jackson couldn't see the look that Aaron was giving Phil, but it stopped the blonde man in his tracks.
"I don't get it... He's a fucking cripple!" Phil whined "What the hell does he have that I don't?"
"A heart, decency and me." Aaron stated simply "Now are you going to get out of our way or do you want me to go tell the bouncers about the nasty crap you've been saying? Think you're going to find it hard enough to pull in here now as it is without getting yourself barred to boot."
Phil glanced around, surprise registering on his face as he noticed the large crowd that had gathered, drawn by the argument, the people all glaring at him with undisguised disgust.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance!" he barked before spinning on a heal and storming off.
"Oh lucky me." Jackson heard Aaron mutter sarcastically under his breath "So!" the younger man exclaimed cheerfully turning towards him "I believe you were saying something about taking me home and... Urm... Err..." he tailed off looking adorably embarrassed.
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The taxi ride back to Emmerdale passed pretty much in silence. Aaron seemed to be lost in a world of his own as he stared out of the window at the darkened countryside flashing by, and to be honest, Jackson was glad to have the time to sort out his own head. A few hours earlier he'd gone out as, if not a happily single man, then at least one who was resigned to the fact. Now all of a sudden he had the one thing he'd wanted most of all and he was feeling a little overwhelmed. He kept stealing surreptitious glances at Aaron, half expecting each time to find that the younger man wasn't really there and that he'd imagined the whole thing. But no, the mechanic was quite definitely real and they were quite definitely on their way back home with apparently every intention of having sex. And he still couldn't believe it.
Part of him couldn't wait, wanted to rip Aaron's clothes off him right now and have his way with him here in the back of the cab, driver be damned. A larger part of him though was absolutely terrified. Never before had there been this much pressure when taking someone home for the first time. He wasn't one to sleep with someone on the first or second date, and usually not on the third, forth or fifth either, but once he felt that he got on with someone, and there might be something there worth pursuing, they'd take the next step. With Aaron though, they'd spent so much time together not realising that each of them wanted the other, that his feelings for the younger man had grown way past that getting to know you stage. In fact, he already felt more for the mechanic than he had for any of his previous boyfriends and they hadn't even begun to explore the physical side of their relationship yet. What if they were to find that they didn't click in the bedroom?
Jackson knew perfectly well that there was more to a relationship than sex, but months spent paralysed from the neck down had a way of making you appreciate the act that maybe others wouldn't necessarily understand. It may not be the be all and end all but it was important, and it felt even more so when you were on the cusp of falling in love with someone... How would a disappointing experience affect that?
That was another concern... He hadn't exactly been a Don Juan before the accident, but afterwards he could count on one hand the number of times he'd ended up in bed with another man. He was most definitely out of practice. What if he didn't meet Aaron's expectations? Again, if they'd just been on a few dates before sleeping together it might not be so bad, but he could tell from the way the younger man looked at him, and from what he had said in Bar West that Aaron was just as emotionally invested as he was. How would he react if their first time was... Less than spectacular?
Worrying about that brought all his paranoia about his broken body flooding to the surface... Yeah Aaron hadn't given his legs a second glance when he'd seen them that morning in the swimming pool, hadn't seemed to care when he'd grabbed hold of them as he hiked him over his shoulder, but it might be different when they were naked together. There were things he couldn't do... Positions they'd never be able to try... What if his limited repertoire wasn't enough to satisfy the younger man?
"We're here." Aaron said softly dragging him from his thoughts.
Looking round he was surprised to see that the taxi had pulled up outside Dale Head and Aaron was paying the driver what they owed. In no time at all it seemed, the car had pulled away leaving the two of them alone on the side of the road.
"So... Here we are." Jackson said, realising it was a ridiculous comment to make as soon as the words were out of his mouth. He was more nervous than he'd thought.
"Yeah... This is here alright, and that's most definitely where we are." Aaron rambled glancing about as if he'd never seen the village before. Jackson was glad that he was obviously not the only one on edge.
"Are you sure that you want to do this?" he asked the mechanic, half dreading that he'd say no, half that he'd say yes.
Aaron let out a long breath as he regarded the cottage in front of them for a moment.
"I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't bricking it!" he finally replied with a snort "But... Well, yeah I'm sure. I've wanted to do this from the moment I turned around and saw you sitting on my forecourt... I just... I don't want to disappoint you."
Hearing his own fears coming from the younger man's lips startled a surprise laugh from Jackson which earned him a bewildered frown from Aaron.
"Sorry, didn't mean to laugh!" the contractor apologised "It's just that I spent the whole journey back here worrying about disappointing you!"
"Don't be a div!" the mechanic answered, giving Jackson his increasingly familiar 'You're an idiot' look "You could never disappoint me."
"You can't know that." the older man grunted.
"Yeah I can." Aaron retorted.
"How?"
"Because I happen to have very low expectations of you." the mechanic smirked.
Jackson stared at the grinning younger man and after a second burst out laughing, all the tension that he'd been building up inside flowing out of him in a matter of moments. This was what he needed to hold on to he realised. So long as he remembered that he and Aaron were good together, that they could joke and laugh and make fun of one another and not care because they were friends before anything else, then it didn't matter how things went tonight because in the morning they'd still have each other. 'And if the sex is bad,' he thought to himself 'Then we'll just have to do it again and again and again until it's good.' He liked the idea of that a lot.
"Let's get inside shall we? It's a bit nippy out here!" the contractor said, wheeling his chair towards the door. Aaron followed him without argument and they were soon in Jackson's living room.
"You fancy a drink?" the older man asked.
"Er... No I'm good ta." Aaron replied.
"So um you just want to go upstairs then?"
The mechanic looked shyly down at the ground as his cheeks turned pink and he gave a small shrug.
"Come on then Mr Keen!" Jackson laughed and manoeuvred his chair over to the stair lift.
"You know," he said looking thoughtfully up at Aaron "It'd be a lot quicker if, say, you were to... I dunno... Throw me over your shoulder and carry me up?"
"I thought you didn't enjoy that?" the younger man asked, amusement evident in his voice.
"Weeell... I did get a very nice view... Go on, why don't you show me what a big strong man you are?" Jackson replied fluttering his eyelashes.
Aaron shook his head and rolled his eyes but was unable to stop himself from grinning and he bend down and scooped the older man up.
"Happy now?" he queried as he began to climb the stairs.
"Very!" Jackson responded as he took the opportunity to finally give Aaron's bum a squeeze. It was just as firm as he'd hoped it would be... He just wished that there wasn't a layer of denim in the way so that he could have a proper look, and maybe a quick nibble he thought smiling wickedly to himself.
"Erm... What you doing?" Aaron yelped as the older man's hands reached around his waist and began fiddling blindly with the buttons of his jeans.
"Nothing you need concern yourself with!" came the contractor's muffled response "The bedroom's the last door at the end of the landing... Bring the chair along in case I need it in the night please."
By the time Aaron reached the bedroom he was having to shuffle along because his jeans were around his ankles.
"So where d'you want me to put you?" he asked as he flicked on the light and dragged Jackson's spare wheelchair over to the side of the bed.
"Um... Just one second!" Jackson answered.
He'd been amusing himself on the short journey by watching Aaron's muscular buttocks flexing beneath the thin, tight material of his boxer shorts, but now they'd come to a stop he couldn't resist the urge to make one of his little fantasies reality. Chewing on his lower lip in anticipation he took hold of the waistband of Aaron's underwear and slowly peeled them down. He couldn't suppress a choked whimper as the fabric moved aside to reveal two perfect globes of pale flesh.
"You having fun back there?" the mechanic asked wryly.
"Mm-hmm." the older man confirmed.
Jackson lightly rang one finger across the smooth skin, entranced as the muscles twitched at his touch and goosebumps rose in it's wake. Leaning in he picked a particularly appealing spot and nipped lightly at it with his teeth, satisfaction flooding through him as Aaron's body shuddered and the younger man moaned in appreciation. Spurred on by the positive reaction he continued to bite and suck at his chosen spot, soothing away any slight pain with small kisses and gentle swipes with the tip of his tongue. By the time he was happy with the small dark bruise he'd branded Aaron with, the mechanic was breathing heavily and his legs were trembling.
"You can put me down now if you like." the older man said, smugly surveying his handiwork. He was tempted to get a biro and write 'Jackson was here' next to it for good measure.
Aaron stepped forward and deftly deposited his burden onto the bed, self-consciously rearranging his underwear as he stood back up. Jackson looked up at him with a smile, watching him fidget nervously with the hem of his t-shirt as he stood there with his trousers around his ankles, apparently unaware of the fact that his boxers were doing little to disguise his arousal.
"So er... What happens now?" the mechanic said anxiously, peering shyly at Jackson through lowered eyelashes.
"Well... The usual I guess!" the older man laughed.
"Urm... And err... What might that be exactly?" Aaron asked looking embarrassed.
Jackson stared at him blankly, his mind racing as Aaron's question and obvious discomfiture sank in. He wasn't sure he was understanding correctly... It sounded like...
"Are you saying that you're... That you've never... That..." he couldn't quite find a delicate way to put it but Aaron clearly knew what he was asking because he'd turned crimson and was staring resolutely at the carpet nodding his head slightly.
"What? Never?" the contractor couldn't stop the incredulous tone from creeping into his voice.
"Not with a man." the mechanic muttered.
"But with a girl though yeah?" Jackson asked and was relieved when Aaron nodded in confirmation, but the relief was short lived.
"Twice. Ages ago." the younger man supplied.
To say that he was shocked by the revelation was an understatement. He'd assumed that looking the way that he did Aaron would've had a string of conquests under his belt, either male or female, but apparently he'd again made the mistake of judging him based on his appearance. Twice... That even made his own recent track record look reasonably impressive. The mechanic's worries about disappointing him suddenly made sense... Aaron had no idea what he was doing. Not that it mattered, it was just that at the age of twenty eight Jackson had really not been expecting to be someone's first. Hell, as far as he was aware he'd never been anyone's first! It was like looking out the window to find a unicorn eating from the bird table... Surprising didn't begin to cover it.
"You said you knew I was looking for someone special." Aaron said defensively.
"I... Yeah but... Well I thought that just meant for you're next relationship you were looking to settle down, not that you'd never... I mean wow... I wasn't expecting... It's just..." he tailed off lamely.
"I should go." the mechanic mumbled as he stooped to pull his jeans back up.
"NO!" Jackson practically yelled as he darted forward to grab Aaron by the wrist "No, please don't go... Stay. It was just a bit of a shock is all... I'm really honoured that you want me to be your first. Also terrified at the responsibility but yeah, mostly honoured!"
Aaron was watching him uncertainly and, deciding that he needed to be a bit more convincing, Jackson allowed himself to fall backwards on the bed dragging the younger man over on top of him. He smiled at the startled look on Aaron's face and wrapped his arms around him, drawing him down fully so that he could kiss him. It only took a few seconds of effort on Jackson's part before the mechanic was kissing him back with a passion, all thoughts of leaving forgotten.
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Aaron couldn't believe that it was actually going to happen. After all the years of waiting and searching, finally he'd found a man he felt he could truly trust and, against all the odds, that man wanted him in return. It was completely mad that Jackson had just randomly turned up in Emmerdale of all the places he might have moved to, but the mechanic had no intention of looking a gift horse in the mouth.
He was so nervous it was untrue, but he knew that Jackson would take care of him, he only had to look the older man in the eye to see how much he cared. It was kinda scary to have someone look at him that way, to see his own feelings reflected back at him... He didn't feel like he deserved them but they were there nonetheless, and he was damned sure he'd do his best to keep hold of them. Fucking this up was not an option.
As Jackson pulled him down to the bed and kissed him, all his worries and insecurities drifted away and he could do nothing but feel. Strong arms wrapped around him and he felt safe, protected from all the pain and anguish that life could throw at him. That sense of connection between them was stronger than ever, and again he was overwhelmed by that feeling that they were two halves of the same person finally reunited, a part of himself that he hadn't even realised he'd been desperately missing back where it belonged. The older man had asked him if he was sure that this was what he wanted, and whilst he was still scared, that feeling of being complete told him everything he needed to know. Jackson was the one.
Jackson was also wearing too many clothes. In fact they both were... He needed to fix that. Pushing himself off the bed the contractor started to protest at his sudden departure and Aaron couldn't help but grin as the complaints suddenly dried up as he toed off his shoes and socks, kicked his jeans off from about his ankles and quickly stripped off his t-shirt. He was pleased to see the older man ogling his body unashamedly... The boring hours he spent in the gym or doing laps in the swimming pool keeping himself in shape for when his perfect man came along didn't seem to be quite such a waste now. He was glad Jackson liked what he saw because now it was his turn to have a perve!
Grabbing the older man's legs he yanked his trainers and socks off before diving onto the bed to wrestle with his belt. He was just making progress when Jackson grabbed his hands and held them tight.
"Wait! Stop!" he pleaded.
Aaron froze, afraid that he'd somehow hurt him.
"Can you... Could you turn the lights off please?" Jackson whispered.
"Why?" the mechanic asked, frowning in confusion
"I'd just prefer it is all." the older man replied unconvincingly.
"But... I want to see you." Aaron replied, his cheeks turning pink at the admission.
Jackson grimaced and Aaron knew that he'd said the wrong thing, but he couldn't figure out what it was about his remark that was an issue, if anything he thought that the older man would be pleased.
"Jackson... Tell me what's wrong... Please?"
The contractor huffed out a breath and stared at the ceiling.
"I don't want you to see my legs." he admitted quietly.
"Why?" Aaron asked again, trying to understand.
"Because they're useless and ugly and I hate them!" Jackson spat, glaring angrily at the younger man.
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He regretted it the moment he'd snapped out the words in such a venomous tone. It had been going so well up until Aaron had started undressing him. Caught up in seeing the younger man stripping off in front of him, blatantly drinking in the sight of that toned muscular body he'd dreamed about seeing like this, he'd pushed the fact that he'd be expected to follow suit from his mind. It hadn't taken long for the reality of the situation to come crashing back though, and with it all his insecurities about his body.
Aaron recoiled from his outburst, a hurt look in his eyes as he regarded him. Jackson hadn't intended on upsetting the younger man, he'd just panicked at the thought of being so exposed, but that was no excuse for the tone he'd used. It wasn't Aaron's fault that he had these issues, and the mechanic had no way of knowing what the problem had been without asking... If their positions had been reversed he knew that he'd be wanting to know what was going on if Aaron didn't want him to see him naked. He felt awful.
It felt even worse when the younger man silently got to his feet and went and switched off the light. He'd got a brief view of Aaron's strong back, gorgeous bum and thick sturdy legs before the room was plunged into darkness. He hadn't really considered that without the light on he wouldn't be able to see what Aaron was hiding in his boxer shorts, wouldn't be able to watch him writhing on the bed as they made love, wouldn't be able to look him in the eye as he came... Was he really going to miss out on all that just because he felt ugly? After all, Aaron seemed to like him just the way he was. Even as that thought made itself known he heard the younger man's voice coming from the bed next to him.
"Sorry," the mechanic whispered "I didn't realise you felt that way. I know it probably doesn't make any difference but, well, I think you're beautiful... I couldn't keep my eyes off you this morning when you were playing in the pool with Bren. The women sat next to me even thought we were a couple 'cause of the way I was drooling over you... But if having the light on makes you feel uncomfortable then this is fine..."
If Jackson had thought that he'd felt bad before, it was nothing to how he felt now. He was supposed to be making this an enjoyable experience for Aaron not some angst-ridden obstacle course. It should be him trying to make the younger man feel relaxed and happy, not the other way round! With a sigh he leaned across the bed, stretching his arm out and searching around until he found what he was looking for and clicked on the bedside lamp. The mechanic looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to turn a light on after he'd just made such a fuss about wanting one turned off.
"Compromise." Jackson explained "It's not as bright... I'm really sorry I bit your head off, you really didn't deserve it. I guess I'm more sensitive about what the accident did to me than I realised."
"You don't need to apologise." Aaron said softly as he reached out a hand to caress Jackson's cheek "I just want to be with you, lights on or off it doesn't matter."
"Yeah well, I think I prefer having the light on come to think of it... The view's much better." the older man murmured as he let his eyes roam across the younger man's body.
Aaron leaned over to kiss Jackson gently, his hand sliding round to run through the short curly hairs on the back of the contractor's head, drawing a quiet moan from the older man as he revelled in the affection he could feel pouring off the mechanic.
"So are you going to get undressed now?" Aaron breathed in between kisses.
Pulling away slightly Jackson quickly unbuttoned his shirt, slid it off and let it drop over the side of the bed. Then, before he could let his doubts get the better of him again, he snapped open his belt, unfastened his jeans and pushed them off along with his underwear. Practically throwing himself flat on his back he closed his eyes and struggled to control his breathing as he waited for Aaron to make some sound of dissatisfaction or revulsion at the sight of him. Instead there was a throaty growl and the next thing he knew the younger man had pounced on him and rough hands seemed to be running across every inch of skin they could reach. A warm, moist mouth descended on his own for a brief moment before working it's way down his neck, across one shoulder, onto his chest making him gasp as a tongue teased one nipple before moving on to his stomach and lower...
Jackson risked opening his eyes at that point, peering down the length of his body where he could see a head of cropped dark hair moving inexorably closer to his rapidly swelling erection. He sucked in a sudden breath at the rasp of a stubbled chin scratching across the sensitive skin at the top of his thighs and let his head drop back down onto the bed with a moan of frustration as the mechanic completely bypassed where he really wanted that mouth to go just now.
The sensations changed as Aaron's ministrations moved down his legs, the feel of lips against his skin becoming more diffuse the further down the thighs he travelled until all that Jackson could detect was a pleasant tingling. Nobody had ever done this to him before and he was surprised how good it felt, and even more surprised at the realisation that he didn't actually mind that Aaron was touching and presumably getting a good look at his legs. Maybe it was the fact that the younger man was the first lover he'd had since the accident that acknowledged that he even had legs let alone shown that he apparently rather liked them. He never thought that he'd feel this at peace with himself again, but obviously he'd never counted on meeting someone as special as Aaron was proving himself to be.
Jackson was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he actually jumped and let out a little shriek as his cock was suddenly engulfed in a warm wet mouth. He tried to glare down at the mechanic for shocking him like that, but given how amazing he was feeling he didn't think he pulled it off. Bright blue eyes sparkled mischievously up at him and he groaned as a strong tongue twisted and slithered up, down and around his shaft.
"Are you sure you've never done that before!" he gasped.
"Oohsnniv. Mm nin o oog mmema." Aaron replied causing Jackson to burst out laughing.
The mechanic allowed the older man's erection to slide out of his mouth and dragged himself up the bed so that he could look down into Jackson's eyes.
"Hey." he said with a smile.
"Hi." Jackson replied in amusement.
"Am I doing okay so far?" the younger man asked a slight edge of worry in his voice.
"You're doing fine... Better than fine actually! In fact, you're doing so well that I think you deserve a reward." the contractor answered with a smirk.
Before Aaron could respond Jackson wrapped his arms around him and with an agile twist of his body flipped the younger man over on to his back so that their positions were reversed. Leaning down he plundered the mechanic's mouth with his tongue until they were both breathless.
"Wow!" Aaron gasped "I could get used to rewards like that!"
"That wasn't the reward!" Jackson replied with a smirk before sliding down the bed, hooking his fingers into the waistband of the younger man's boxers as he went and then peeling them off. Sitting back he took a few moments to bask in the fact that he finally had Aaron stretched out naked in front of him and that it had most certainly been worth the wait. The man was certainly... Nicely proportioned, Jackson thought to himself with a smile. And the way that he was blushing furiously and fidgeting with the duvet as if he had anything to be embarrassed about was absolutely adorable. Still, he could only look for so long without touching and tasting and that time was most definitely up!
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Aaron could feel his cheeks burning as he lay there in the buff with Jackson staring at him with a sort of intense, smouldery look in his eyes. Nobody had ever looked at him like that before... Like he was the centre of the whole universe... It was turning him on even more than he was already which he wouldn't have said was possible a couple of minutes ago, but it was also kind of embarrassing! He supposed that he was okay looking if you liked that sort of thing, but he didn't feel like he deserved the scorching gaze that the older man was raking up and down his body.
Jackson on the other hand... Now there was a body worthy or that sort of attention. His mouth had gone completely dry when the contractor had stripped his clothes off. All that toned, sinewy muscle and tanned skin laid bare before him, every inch of him as gorgeous as he'd imagined. More so in some areas he'd smirked to himself. He'd felt like a little kid on Christmas morning, waking up to find a huge pile of presents waiting for him and completely unable to decide which to tackle first. In the end he'd given up and just waded in and tried to do everything at once. He didn't really have any clue as to what he was doing but from the noises Jackson made he figured he must be doing something right. And the reaction when he'd plucked up the courage to go down on him... Well, he was quite pleased with himself over his first attempt.
Now though it was Jackson's turn to do whatever he felt like doing to him and he was literally shaking with anticipation. He was so excited that he prayed he'd be able to make things last more than a few seconds... Actually, the thought of how mortifying that would be was helping matters and he breathed a small sigh of relief. That was until he felt a warm rough hand stroking his chest and gently pinching at his nipples. God... Was that a whimper? Yes it was! He'd just whimpered! And again... Ohhhh he really didn't care anymore, he defied anyone not to whimper if they had a naked Jackson leaning over them doing... Things to them!
Aaron moaned in pleasure as a mouth joined the talented fingers teasing his body. Nothing had ever felt this good before and he wondered why he'd waited so long to experience it. Raising his head slightly he found chocolate brown eyes smiling up at him and found his answer right there. He knew in his heart that if it wasn't Jackson doing this to him there was just no way it would feel so amazing... It was the emotional connection he had with the older man bolstering the physical feelings that was making the experience so intense.
Jackson was working his way down and the mechanic couldn't suppress a giggle as the older man's beard tickled his stomach. Jackson paused for a second and then did it again making Aaron squirm as he laughed harder. Finger tips joined in, lightly running down his flanks and he couldn't help but shriek as the contractor started tickling him in earnest.
"Oh god! Jackson stop please!" the mechanic gasped in between bouts of laugher "Pleeeeeeeeeeease!"
"I didn't know you were ticklish!" Jackson grinned up at him from where he'd rested his chin on his stomach.
"I ain't!" Aaron pouted.
"Really?" the older man replied moving wiggling fingers towards the side of Aaron's ribcage.
"Okay! Okay! I'm ticklish!" the mechanic exclaimed "Don't you dare tell anyone!"
"Aww spoil sport!" Jackson laughed "And here was me planning on telling Pearl... I can just imagine it... 'Hey Pearl, you'll never guess what I found out when I had Aaron naked in my bed last night...'"
Aaron glared at him looking extremely unimpressed with the idea.
"No? Oh well, just a thought!" the older man teased and went back to kissing his way down Aaron's stomach.
The mechanic sighed happily and let his head flop back on the bed, but it wasn't long before he was squirming again, though this time from enjoyment as Jackson sucked and licked at the tender skin on the inside of his thighs. Spreading his legs wider to give the older man better access he figured he probably looked like a complete slut, but he really didn't care... If Jackson had told him to roll over and stick his arse in the air for him he more than likely would've done it, and done it gladly. It shocked him slightly to find himself feeling that way. He'd always found the idea of getting fucked rather terrifying, but right now he'd let Jackson do it in an instant, the thought of the older man taking him, possessing him in a way that nobody had before was arousing beyond belief.
The contractor seemed to sense how incredibly turned on he was becoming, as he intensified his assault, shifting his attention from Aaron's legs, to lap lightly at his balls for a few moments before trailing his tongue up the throbbing shaft of the younger man's cock. The mechanic cried out, hips bucking as Jackson took him in his mouth, sucking vigorously as he allowed his teeth to gently scrape across the sensitive head, tongue swirling around the tip as he sank down on the rigid column of flesh. Aaron felt himself sliding in and out of the older man's mouth again and again and again, each pass causing a coiled spring of ecstasy in his groin to tighten, racking up the euphoria to undreamed of heights. If it kept going he wasn't going to last and he didn't want it to be over yet, he wanted to experience more, wanted to give himself to Jackson in the most intimate way possible, show the older man just how special he was to him.
"Jackson stop!" he managed to grind out. It was quite possibly the hardest thing he'd ever had to say because he really, really, really wanted what was going on to continue.
The contractor froze in place looking questioningly up as the younger man.
"You okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" he asked anxiously.
Aaron laughed breathlessly at the suggestion.
"No, it's just I was getting kinda close to... You know."
"I didn't realise that was a problem!" Jackson replied looking rather pleased with himself.
"It's not!" Aaron reassured quickly "It was... Well incredible! It's just that..." he tailed off not really knowing how to ask for what he wanted.
"It's what? Aaron, if there's something wrong just tell me. Please..."
"I... I... I want you inside me when it happens." the younger man mumbled, eyeing Jackson nervously as his face turned scarlet.
Jackson stared back at him with his mouth hanging open.
-x-x-
He was speechless. Absolutely gobsmacked. Dumbfounded, thunderstruck and mute. For someone that could quite happily talk pretty much incessantly all day, it was a bizarre experience. All he seemed capable of was flapping his jaw about as he boggled at Aaron. He'd been surprised enough to find that the mechanic had never been with another man, but this? This was off the scale of unexpected!
Admittedly he'd imagined fucking Aaron, dreamed of it on several occasions in fact, but he'd never taken it seriously, and not just because he'd thought the younger man was straight. No, if anyone would've asked him if he and Aaron were to end up in bed together, who would end up in what position, he would quite definitely have placed himself on the receiving end. You only had to picture the mechanic in his hoody and trackie bottoms, with his Alsation on a chain, and cocky agro attitude firmly in place to see why. The idea of Aaron on the bottom just didn't compute... Of course, that's what made the fantasies he had about it happening all the hotter!
To be faced with the possibility of fantasy becoming reality though...
"Are you sure?" Jackson managed to ask. Maybe he'd misunderstood, though he didn't see how that was possible, he couldn't think of any other way the younger man's words could be taken.
"Positive." Aaron replied shyly "I want you so badly right now it almost hurts!"
"Oh..." well that was a pretty definitive answer the contractor decided "That's okay then." he wished he'd been able to think up something cooler to say than that.
Rolling over to open his bedside draw, Jackson rifled desperately through the contents looking for the tube of lube that he was sure he'd put in there for just such occasions as these. Hopefully it hadn't all dried up through lack of use he thought ruefully to himself. Finding what he was looking for he rolled back to face Aaron who was watching him curiously.
"Lube." he explained waving the tube vaguely at the younger man.
"Right." Aaron said with a nod "What's that for?"
Jackson found himself staring at the mechanic speechlessly for the second time in five minutes, unable to figure out where to start to explain. It took him a second to notice the way that one corner or Aaron's mouth kept twitching as though he was trying very hard not to smile.
"Oh very funny!" he snorted, smacking the younger man on the arm as he burst out laughing.
"Your face!" Aaron panted between chuckles "If only I had a camera!"
"Well how am I supposed to know what you know and what you don't?" the contractor pouted sulkily.
"I know the er... Theory... Just need some help with the practical." the mechanic grinned.
"Hmph. Not sure I'm in the mood for a lesson anymore." the older man sniffed.
"Oh well, in that case I'll just get some sleep instead." Aaron sighed, and with that rolled over onto his front.
Jackson was left with a perfect view of the younger man's muscular backside and decided that enough was enough. Uncapping the lube he squeezed a generous portion onto a couple of his fingers, then proceeded to reach down to slip them into the crease between Aaron's buttocks causing him to jump slightly and draw in a sharp breath.
"I thought we weren't going to be having a lesson this evening?" Aaron murmured, spreading his legs slightly to make things easier for Jackson.
"Think I can maybe bring myself to teach a quick one seeing as it's you." the contractor smirked, probing gently with his fingertips.
The only response he got was a loud moan which he took to mean that class should continue.
-x-x-
Aaron's brain felt like all his synapses had fused. There were flashes of lightening going off inside his head and he only seemed to be capable of one thought, and that was that he wanted more. He hadn't really been sure what to expect but his reaction to what Jackson was doing had surprised him. The older man had been toying with him for what felt like hours, slicked up fingers teasing him, sliding inside him, stretching him... It felt incredible and he was soon groaning his approval, but more than that he had actually begun to push back onto the invading digits, spreading his legs ever wider and angling his hips so that he could be penetrated deeper. He felt like he ought to be embarrassed about how he was shamelessly fucking himself on Jackson's hand but he wasn't, he was much too turned on and feeling too good and happy to care in the slightest. But yeah, he wanted more than just fingers inside him.
"Jackson?" he gasped looking over his shoulder at where the older man was stretched out on the bed next to him.
"Yeah?" Jackson replied distractedly, apparently having having trouble tearing his gaze away from the mechanic's hips rising and falling on the bed.
"I'm ready." Aaron croaked.
That drew the older man's attention. His eyes widened as he looked up into Aaron's flushed, sweat dampened face.
"You're sure? We don't have to..."
The mechanic moaned in frustration "Please Jackson!" he sobbed... Had he just begged Jackson to fuck him? He was pretty sure that he had. But if it helped get him what he wanted he was willing to do it again! Once appeared to be enough though because the contractor had grabbed the lube in one shaky hand a was squeezing the clear gel directly on to his erection... Aaron swallowed past the sudden lump in his throat. Jackson's cock looked huge now that he was thinking about taking it inside of himself. It had seemed big enough before, but now that he knew what a couple of fingers felt like he was suddenly unsure he could handle it. He would try though, for Jackson. He knew that the older man wouldn't hurt him for the world.
"Lie on your side." Jackson murmured pulling himself further up the bed.
Aaron did as he was told and Jackson pressed himself up against him, one arm snaking under his body to wrap around his chest, the other reaching down to draw one of his legs up so that it stayed upright, bent with his foot locked against the knee of his other leg. He realised what the older man was doing and arched his back slightly so that his bum stuck out a little more, pleased with himself as he received a kiss on the back of his neck in acknowledgement of his initiative.
"You ready?" Jackson breathed in his ear.
"Yeah." he whispered in reply, not trusting his voice not to crack if he spoke any louder.
"Just relax, and if it hurts too much tell me and we'll stop."
Aaron breathed slowly and deeply as he felt the blunt tip of Jackson's cock pressing against his entrance, doing his best to relax as the older man had instructed. It was difficult though with the swirling maelstrom of emotions he was feeling raging inside him. Fear, excitement, desire, lust, expectation, worry all churned endlessly, but above all else there was something there he'd never felt before but which he knew instinctively was love. He cried out as the realisation that he was no longer falling, but had actually fallen in love with Jackson struck him at the same time that the older man penetrated his body. The contractor stopped moving thinking that he'd hurt him, but Aaron pressed back, impaling himself fully on his lover, the need to make that final, intimate connection eclipsing any discomfort he was feeling.
"You... Okay?" Jackson queried as he trailed kiss across the mechanic's shoulder and up his neck.
Aaron twisted his head round so that he could capture the older man's mouth in a searing kiss.
"I'll take that as a yes then shall I?" the contractor asked as their lips parted company.
"Jackson?" the younger man said.
"Mm-hmm?"
"Shut up and fuck me."
"Hmm... Definitely a yes!" Jackson laughed.
-x-x-
Glistening with perspiration, Aaron and Jackson's naked bodies writhed on the heavy cotton sheets, loud moans of pleasure echoing off the walls...