Chapter 11

Cameron and Patrick

"I'm glad you finished your class assignment early," Cam said when he greeted Patrick at his door on Saturday evening. "I thought I wasn't going to be able to see you until tomorrow at brunch."

"It's nice to know you missed me," the black haired man chuckled and leaned in for a kiss as he let the door fall closed behind him. "What do you want to do tonight?"

Cameron's face went hot and by the slow grin that was taking its place on his boyfriend's face, he knew Patrick noticed.

"Um … well."

Patrick kept grinning as he stared at Cam, who was beginning to have second thoughts now about what he wanted to do. In truth, he'd been thinking about nothing else but his boyfriend all day since Patrick texted him earlier to say he was actually free for the evening. He wanted Patrick to come over, and he didn't want to go out. And he had no idea how he was supposed to say all that and not sound like a horny little kid.

"Cammie?" Patrick sang out. "Say something."

"God, this is humiliating!" he grunted and walked into his living room, leaving Patrick to follow along behind him.

"What is?"

"This!" Cam squeaked. "I'm like a teen going through puberty again!"

Patrick let out a bark of laughter and took his hands, leading him to the couch so they could sit down. They sat, but now Cameron sported a full-on pout, and he refused to apologize for it. If he was going to be transported back in time to the most awkward period of his life, he might as well go all out and channel his younger self.

"Aw, don't look so put out," Patrick cajoled him. "Though, I have to say, the pouty look makes your lips even more tempting."

A small smirk found its way onto said lips and Cam sat back to mock glare at the other man.

"I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess that you had … ulterior motives for asking me to meet you here at your apartment where …" he gave Cameron a wicked leering once-over "… you don't look like you're dressed to go anywhere respectable."

Cam looked down at his tight tank top and the sweats that hung low on his hips. The outfit actually hadn't been intentional. He'd donned it earlier so he could work out in comfort. He'd forgotten the workout after his second attack of nerves though and had spent the afternoon biting his nails and watching old reruns of sitcoms in cable. Patrick arrived before he'd thought to change, not that he would have put much else on. Just something less sporty and more (hopefully) seductive.

"This wasn't what I planned to wear." Cameron looked down in defeat, no longer sure what he wanted to do anymore. He felt like his head was going to explode … and not the right one; the big one.

Patrick gave a soft chuckle and leaned in to kiss Cameron's cheek, trying to get him to lift his head. It didn't work, as Cameron was determined to find a way to use mind control to open up the living room floor so that he could sink beneath it and maybe reach the center of the Earth, where he hoped to spend the rest of eternity wallowing in his shame and self-loathing. He briefly wondered if he was being too melodramatic, then decided it was his right.

Patrick lifted Cam's chin with two fingers and turned his head toward him. "Is this about what I think it is?" he asked with a smile. "Because if it is, just nod, and I'll take it from there."

Cameron's eyebrows furrowed skeptically.

"Really," Patrick grinned "You don't even need to say a thing. Just nod and I'll know what you mean."

So Cam nodded and Patrick's grin widened sexily. "Oh, yeah," he breathed just before he captured the other man's lips in a searing kiss that had Cameron moaning and sinking into the cushions behind him.

Patrick and Cameron

Finally, Patrick sighed to himself as he pushed himself on top of Cameron. When Cameron sounded so happy earlier on the phone, he'd hoped it might mean the man was ready to take their relationship to the sexual level. He wouldn't say it was a deal-breaker, as he was still willing to wait for Cameron. But, damn, the man was molten hot sex on legs and Patrick was only human. He knew he would wait even if he went insane doing so, but he was happy was hell not to have to wait any longer. He angled his head to deepen the kiss as his tongue claimed Cam's, all the while his hands roamed over the brunette's delicious body. He slipped his fingers into the sweats and found the bulging monster waiting there. Commando, huh Cam? He smiled to himself.

"You like that?" he asked, then moved on to Cam's neck.

"Uh … huh." Cam seemed to be having trouble finding words. Patrick smiled again. His boyfriend was too adorable, especially when being defiled.

"Let's get rid of these, shall we?"

Patrick wasn't even sure if Cam understood what he was saying or realized his sweats were just stripped from him leaving his lower body deliciously exposed. Hmm. He'd better get them both to the bedroom before Cam lost his gay boy virginity on a narrow couch. He picked up Cam's hands and kissed the back of each before rising and urging Cam to do so as well. Patrick led his boyfriend down the hall of his own apartment to the waiting bedroom. It was done in dark blue and tan, and was very neat and organized, just like the man himself. Patrick enjoyed his place as a disruption to Cam's apparently normally orderly life. He pulled back the bedspread then guided Cam to sit on the bed before he helped him out of the tank top. Then Patrick removed his own jeans and T-shirt, followed lastly by his sock and underwear. Pushing Cameron back onto the mattress, he covered him attacked his mouth again.

"Please tell me you have lube," he whispered and nipped at Cam's ear. "I don't think I can stop once we really get started.

Cameron swallowed hard and nodded toward the little table next to the bed. Patrick leaned up and opened the drawer to see a tube of a decent brand of lube and a pack of condoms. Curious. Not that he was opposed to using the things. He'd normally done so in the past unless he was sure he was with a clean partner and they were in a monogamous relationship.

"We got tested though," he said as he looked down into Cam's deep brown eyes.

"I – I know," Cam stammered, his face turning red again. "But I wasn't sure if you … wanted them or not."

"We can use them, if you like," Patrick smiled. "I was just confused for a second there." He leaned back down and kissed Cam again, determined to bring back the sexual atmosphere. Cam didn't disappoint, melting right into Patrick, who then kissed his way down the other man's chest. "Let's see if I can deep throat you straight to heaven again."

Cameron and Patrick

That was the only warning Patrick gave him before he took his shaft into one fist and fed the head into his mouth. Cam arched his back and moaned loudly. Patrick's tongue ran all around the tip and down the sides while he applied the proper amount of suction (A/N: Hopefully the Dyson people don't read this. LOL!). The tension began building up immediately and Cameron soon found himself unable to hold back, shooting the entire load down Patrick's throat.

Cameron was so embarrassed now. How come he couldn't control himself whenever he and Patrick got together? He'd never known himself to be this quick to cum before. Then again, he'd only had experience with women before, and he supposed that had a lot to do with it. Though he still found the condition mortifying, to say the least. He was panting and gasping for air, trying to get back some semblance of dignity, while Patrick licked his now flaccid member clean.

"Oh, my God," Cameron finally muttered, covering his face with one of his arms. "Why the hell am I so pathetic?"

"That was anything but pathetic," Patrick hissed, pulling the arm away as he lay his full length over Cameron. He looked down at his lover with a cocked eyebrow. "You are sexiest thing I've ever seen!"

"With the control of a kid who just discovered his dick!" Cam shot back.

Patrick broke out another sexy grin. "Just means you'll last longer for the next part." He kissed him lovingly, and Cam could taste himself on Patrick's lips. He thought it would be disgusting, but found himself rather turned on by it.

"You're going to love this next part," Patrick grinned down at him.


AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ah ha! You all thought I was gone again when I didn't update last week, didn't you? Fess up! Well, I'm still here, so there! Review, I demand of you! Or I might decide to make you wait for the rest of the scene! Muahahahahahaha! By the way, thanks for the review on the last chapter … for those of you that sent in any. I know more of you read it than are admitting, because I see the stats. To those that read but didn't leave a note: Review, you lazy ones!