Body Conscious (Body Heat Book 1)

by J. P. Scott

Twenty-Three

  Ollie arrived at Jeremy’s house a little drunk. Too drunk to have been safely driving, but he made it. He struggled through imputing the gate code. It took three attempts. The security code at the house was surprisingly easy. He let himself inside and stumbled to Jeremy’s bedroom.

  He unpacked his clothes for the night. He looked at his underwear options and did not find anything exciting. What does Jeremy have in the way of options?

  Ollie looked around the closet. His previous exploration had only been on the visible. He had bypassed the drawers that he had seen.

  He pulled out a top drawer. Socks. Athletic socks. The drawer below were various black dress socks. The drawer below that were gray based. Tan below that. And finally, multi-colored and fun. Ollie thought ahead to days when he might steal some of these fun socks for work.

  The next column provided to be underwear. The top, typical black, white, and gray boxer briefs. The drawer beneath that were patterned boxers. The third drawer was what he was looking for—jockstraps of every color and design. Perfect for showcasing his ass. He thumbed through and looked for what might be the best fit for the night and to make Jeremy excited.

  What is in the bottom drawer.

  Ollie pulled the drawer out. He found underwear that he was not expecting. Lace. He pulled out a pair of what he would call panties. The size looked like they were made for a man instead of a woman. He held them up to himself. They might be a fit.

  He pulled his jeans and underwear down and stepped out. He stepped into the underwear from Jeremy’s drawer and pulled them up. The lace felt different on his skin than anything that he had worn before. Ollie stepped to the mirror and checked himself out. They looked like women’s panties, but they were designed for men, with ample room up front. Why did Jeremy have these? Did he wear them? Or did he like his partner to wear them? His first gift to Ollie had been a pair of underwear. A jockstrap was not an uncommon item for a gay man to own or like to see another man wearing. Ollie owned a couple of his own. He felt it was pretty common for gay men to have several drawers overflowing with underwear of varying fabrics, colors, and patterns.

  This pair seemed different. This was more for play than for everyday wear. Ollie wondered what it would be like to be wearing them at work beneath his boring work pants. A secret only he would know. He felt himself grow hard at the thought.

  Jeremy would be home soon from the gym. Should he keep them on or save them for another day? Maybe Jeremy would ask him to wear them? What else was in the drawers that he had not discovered yet?

  He heard Jeremy coming in from the garage. Ollie scooped up his clothes and tossed them in the corner of the closet. He dashed out of the bedroom and looked around for the perfect spot for him to pose seductively. He climbed on the bed and lay on his side. He would be front and center for Jeremy when he walked in.

  “I wasn’t sure if you would be home from the bar yet.” Jeremy sounded like he was in the kitchen. What was he doing? Sorting through the day’s mail? Trying to see what was around for dinner?

  The extra minutes were giving Ollie time to think and worry that he had made a mistake. Would Jeremy find this sexy? Would he be mad that I had gone through his drawers? Ollie started to get up. He might have a chance to grab some clothes and dress before Jeremy saw him.

  “Are you hiding in here?” Jeremy came through the bedroom door, stopped, and dropped his gym bag. Still in motion of trying to get up, Ollie lost his grip on the mattress and tumbled off the bed and onto the floor. Jeremy rushed over and knelt down beside him. “Are you okay?”

  Ollie shielded his eyes with his arm. He burned with embarrassment. “I’m fine. Was trying to be sexy, and of course I messed it up.”

  Jeremy grabbed his arms and pulled, “Let’s get you off the ground.” He helped steady Ollie who was trying to avoid looking at Jeremy. When their eyes did meet, Jeremy winked at him.

  “I found these in your drawer. Sorry I was snooping.”

  Jeremy laughed. “I’m an open book. I don’t have any secrets.”

  “Not even these?”

  “Not even these.” Jeremy ran a finger along the top edge of the underwear. The movement tickled and elated Ollie. “You might have guessed I like sexy underwear on a guy. These I purchased on a whim, but I’ve never seen them on anyone.”

  “And what do you think?”

  “They look good.” Jeremy was now touching him with fingers from both hands. The gentle tracing and changed to a firmer grip and he pulled Ollie to him. Their lips touched, and Ollie could feel the hunger in Jeremy. The edged back to the bed and Ollie laid back down. Jeremy removed his t-shirt and unbuttoned his shorts, discarding each item in a haphazard fashion. His eyes were locked on Ollie who was caressing himself and staring back.

  Jeremy climbed up on the bed, spreading Ollie’s legs so he could kneel. His face came close to Ollie’s, and they kissed again. Ollie stroked Jeremy’s cheek and the stubble. Jeremy broke the kiss and began to kiss Ollie on the side of his neck, then moved down to his chest where he nibbled at Ollie’s nipples. The sensation caused Ollie to arch his back and writhe with pleasure. Jeremy’s kisses continued down his body, tickling his sides. When he got down to the underwear, Ollie’s cock was hard and straining to break through the fabric. Jeremy sniffed and ran his nose along the lace-covered cock. Jeremy’s fingers pulled at the sides and the underwear gave way and slid across Ollie’s skin. His cock sprang up as it finally got free.

  The kisses stopped briefly as Jeremy worked to get the underwear all the way off. Ollie lifted his legs so he could bring them together. Once the underwear was past his toes, Jeremy dropped it on Ollie’s chest. He nudged Ollie’s legs back down and apart. He bent over and took Ollie’s cock in his mouth, sucking intensely, working his way down to the bottom of the shaft.

  “Oh, god!” The sensations were more intense than Ollie ever remembered feeling before. He was afraid he would cum too soon.

  Jeremy, sensing that Ollie was close, stopped sucking and moved to take one of Ollie’s balls into his mouth. He hummed, creating vibrations that pulsed through Ollie’s body.

  He could not hold it anymore, “I’m cumming.” He gasped as he felt himself ejaculate, the cum shooting up and splashing on his chest.

  Jeremy rose to a kneeling position. He has been jerking himself while he sucked and played with Ollie, “I’m close, too.” He continued to jerk and increased the speed. Ollie reached down and massaged Jeremy’s ball sack and rubbing a finger in the space between his sack and butt crack. Jeremy came, shooting his load on Ollie, aiming for the spot where his load had fallen.

  He collapsed on the bed next to Ollie, panting and sweating lightly.

  “I think maybe you want me to wear those more often.” Ollie giggled. He felt foolish for thinking that Jeremy might not like it or would be mad.

  “Yes, please.”

  Ollie lifted the underwear up, “I think they may need a wash.”

  “Or not.”

  “Gross.”

  “But also, kind of hot. I’ll at least imagine you haven’t washed them then next time I know that you are wearing them.”

  “Is there any other type of underwear you’d like me to wear? So far, we have done jockstrap and lace.”

  “Surprise me. I’ll even give you my credit card and you can go on a shopping spree.”

  Ollie turned and cuddled in close to Jeremy. “That felt really good. I don’t think I would have felt comfortable doing that if I had thought too much about it.”

  “You’re so self-conscious about everything. We need to break you of that habit.”

  “If we have more sessions like that, I think I’ll break the habit pretty quickly.”

  Jeremy stood and waved Ollie to stand, “Let’s hop in the shower.” Ollie watched him as he walked towards the bathroom. His butt cheeks bounced with each step. His heart fluttered. In just a few short days, Jeremy had done so much to change his life. It was hard to believe it had all happened so q
uickly. He felt like he had known Jeremy for years.

  Twenty-Four

  After dinner they snuggled on the couch in the den and tried to find something on TV that was interesting enough to hold their attention. Nothing seemed good and ended up watching a comedy special that they both had seen but could not really remember if they liked it. About midway through they were looking at each other to see if either of them wanted to see more. Neither had laughed much the entire time.

  “I miss the days when there were TV shows that I just had to watch. Now, I can record anything and have millions of channels and streaming options, but I cannot find anything that really captivates me,” Jeremy shut off the TV after another pass through the options.

  “I think we were just captivated because there were so few options and too easy to miss one show.” They had not moved from their positions on the couch. “This is actually pretty nice.”

  “I wish I could do this every night. I’m not sure if I told you, I leave tomorrow for another business trip.”

  Ollie made a pouty face, “How long are you gone?”

  “I fly back on Sunday.”

  “Are you working on the weekend?”

  Jeremy shifted in his seat. Was he nervous about something? Ollie scolded himself for jumping to conclusions.

  “I have some friends up in Seattle that I haven’t seen in a while. I made plans to hang out with them this weekend. I would rather be back here so that we can hang out.”

  “You should totally hang out with your friends. Maybe one of these times I can meet you someplace you are working and we can spend the extra couple of days together. I’d love to meet your friends…and see Seattle. You’ve also got to meet Cam and Jessica. Just not at the same time. There’s a bit of bad blood with them.”

  “Oh, drama. Spill the tea.”

  Ollie shook his head. “I think they just rub each other the wrong way. And they may both want to have the title of my best friend. Sometimes I think it would be best to have them just duke it out in a ring or something.”

  “Well, I promise that I will have drinks or dinner with your friends, separately.”

  “Do you have a lot of close friends here? I haven’t heard you mention anyone.”

  “I think I travel too much for work. There are people I sort of know, but no one that I really feel is like my best friend. I’ve moved a bit over the years, so it seems like my closest friends are scattered around the country. Or places that I travel to a lot for work have become a second home and I have made some good friends there.”

  “A friend in every port.”

  Jeremy coughed, “Yeah, I guess something like that.”

  Something about Jeremy’s mood had Ollie wondering. If he traveled places a lot and spent several days at a time, did he have love interests in those other cities? And aside from love interests, were there guys that he hooked up with on a regular basis?

  “I want to talk to you about something. To make sure there aren’t any secrets.”

  “Secrets? What happened?” Jeremy looked at him seriously. “Have you had time to lead a double life?”

  “No. Not really. So last week before we even chatted, I messaged a guy leaving the gym. He was close, and I assumed he was at the gym. Today he responded.” He grabbed his phone and pulled up Flame and the chat. “We exchanged pics.” He held up the phone to Jeremy and scrolled through the thread.

  “Holy shit. That’s a huge cock.”

  “Right?”

  Jeremy looked at him, “Why are you telling me this?”

  “Well, I found myself just responding to a message out of habit. I don’t even know if that’s okay, or if you’d be mad. This is all so new, but undefined. I’m pretty infatuated with you and not looking to find anything else.” Ollie’s thoughts and feelings were just falling out of his mouth. He was worried that he was saying too much.

  Jeremy moved to a more upright sitting position, “You’re right, it is undefined. Do you want a label?”

  “I think it’s a little early for that, don’t you think?” Ollie thought to all the guys he knew who met someone and suddenly they have a boyfriend. Then a few days later, they are single and heartbroken. He did not want to jump into the idea that Jeremy was his boyfriend so early. So much could change in a matter of days. On the other hand, things felt different with him. He felt himself falling hard and fast. That had to mean something, right?

  “Do you think that I’ll be angry because you exchanged pics with a guy with a great body and a big dick?”

  Ollie sighed, “I guess with all that has been going on with Cam, I’ve just been thinking about how I approach meeting guys and dating. This exchange was so out of habit, that no, you shouldn’t be concerned. I just don’t want you to think that I’m messaging guys all the time and hooking up.”

  “Well, if you were, I don’t think I would have the right to be mad about it. We’ve only just started seeing each other.” Jeremy laughed, “You’re the only guy I think I’ve actually met through an app. Most of the time I’ve met someone in real life. Through friends or out at a bar.”

  “I’m flattered.”

  “When I travel, I use it more to chat with people and find out what there is to do in town—like the hottest restaurants that I might not find otherwise.”

  Ollie was doubtful, “You only use it to find food? I find that hard to believe. You have a very strong sex drive. I would imagine you would use the apps to act on that.”

  “I guess I do better face to face.”

  “I do have to say that your style on Flame when we chatted was…unconventional. What made you want to start chatting with me? I don’t think you even asked me about restaurant recommendations.”

  Jeremy laughed and smiled. He settled back down onto the couch, “Well, I’d seen you at the gym quite a few times. We just never seemed to be working out in the same area where I could strike up a conversation. I had to shoot my shot sometime.” He put his arm around Ollie and they were quiet for a few minutes.

  Was there an official moment when they would decide that certain things were or were not allowed in their relationship? Ollie used Flame to find dates or hookups—that would not be okay in a committed relationship. Would it be okay to still have a profile and try to interact with other gay men on some other level? How was that even possible? Ollie tried to remember ever seeing any profile that was set up to find friends or to discuss hobbies.

  His thoughts were interrupted by Jeremy, “There is something we need to talk about.”

  Jeremy’s body had tightened and he moved around again as if to find a comfortable spot. “I hope I’ve shown you that I really like you. I think we might really have something here.”

  “That sounds like good news, but your body language seems to indicate there’s bad news coming.”

  “Well, I think we might need to define what our expectations are for each other. There’s something about Seattle that we need to discuss.”

  Ollie’s heart raced. He doubted he would like what Jeremy had to say. “Are you seeing someone there?”

  “Well, yes and no.”

  “What the hell does that mean?”

  “It means there is a guy up in Seattle that I hang out with when I’m there. Sometimes it’s just with friends going out to dinner and stuff. Sometimes we play around a bit.”

  Ollie took this in. There was someone else. It helped that he was in another city, but it did not help that Jeremy was flying up there for several days. “I see. What does all that mean? Do you consider yourselves boyfriends? Dating?”

  “Really, it’s just something casual. We enjoy each other’s company, but I don’t think there’s much more beyond that. If there was something more, I think one of us would have moved cities by now. I literally only see him when I go to Seattle.”

  This was a lot for Ollie to process. A random hookup was one thing. A regular thing sounded like a minefield of complexity. The relationship might seem casual, but there were bound to be feelings o
n one side or another. What would happen if Jeremy cut things off with this guy?

  “So, you have plans with him this weekend.”

  “I do,” Jeremy paused, “But I can cancel, if you want me to.”

  Everything in Ollie’s mind and body wanted to scream, “Yes! Cancel!” However, he sat silent and still.

  “Is that what you want me to do?”

  “To be honest, I don’t know.” He thought for a minute, “Let me ask you something. What if while you were out of town, I ended up hooking up with this guy. How would you feel about that?”

  Jeremy nodded, “Fair to look at this in reverse. On one hand, he’s someone in town and that both you and I probably encounter at the gym all the time. That could get interesting and awkward. But that’s not different than anyone you or I had dated or hooked up with before.” He looked off as he contemplated the situation. “If I had to be honest, I’m not sure I would mind that you hooked up with someone right now. I wouldn’t even mind if you sent me a video of it.”

  Ollie’s mouth dropped open.

  “Hey, just being honest.” He stood up, “Hey, come here.” Ollie stood and Jeremy wrapped his arms around him. “We’ve zoomed right into a relationship where we are spending a lot of time together. Time well spent, but still not what most people encounter from the start. They have a date and maybe it’s a couple of days later before they see each other again. For them, these questions and conversations come much later when it is clear where the relationship is going. I don’t think we’ve let ourselves have that time to settle in to what this is.”

  “We have been moving kind of fast.”

  Jeremy touched his face, “And that can be okay, too. I don’t think there’s really a way that things are supposed to be done. We can figure things out as we go and make this go the way that we want. I’m glad you started the conversation. That kind of maturity is one of the reasons I like you.”

  “I guess it balances us out.”

  “You’re right. Sometimes I’m just a horndog teenager.”