Jase wiped his eyes. For a second, he glared at Luis. He grabbed Luis's arms and shouted. “I couldn't have any fun tonight with Betsy. I kept thinking about you with that asshole, Ashton, this afternoon.”
“I'm sorry,” Luis said. “I only walked around town with Ashton. That was it; just friends talking. I promised you I'd never do anything with a guy and I meant it. I didn't do it to upset you. And I thought we agreed we were only having fun with each other.”
Jase released Luis's arms. He turned his back on Luis and wiped his eyes harder. “I'm sorry for getting emotional like this. I never do this. You're right. I shouldn't be doing this to you. You've been completely honest with me and I should know better. It's just that I'm so fucking confused.”
“We have to be realistic, Jase,” Luis said. “You honestly don't know what you want. And I'm starting to think it was a huge mistake to leave my home.” He decided right then if he couldn't figure out how to get back to 2011, he would leave Alaska anyway. Maybe he would go back to Tennessee. He wasn't completely sure yet. But he couldn't remain in Alaska much longer. Everything that had happened between them had happened too soon for Jase.
When Luis said he was sorry he'd left home, Jase turned fast and put his arms around him. His hand went down; it slid up the fake fur blanket and rested on Luis's ass. He caressed Luis gently, barely touching his skin, and said, “I want you again. I know you're going to leave. But I want you right now.”
Luis tried to pull away. He didn't want to do this again and confuse Jase any more than he already was. But when he jerked to the left, the fur blanket fell to the ground. Except for the old boots, Luis was completely naked. Jase put his arms around him again and kissed him. The warmth from his body gave Luis a chill that made him tremble. While they kissed Jase guided Luis back to the long bench and he sat down. Luis sat on his lap, facing him, and straddled his waist. They continued to kiss and Jase's hands went down to Luis's ass and he began to probe the lips of Luis's anus with his fingers.
Luis couldn't stop kissing him. He'd never been filled with this kind of raw emotion before. He could actually feel Jase's desperation and the only thing he wanted to do was please him. So he arched his back and invited Jase to continue probing him. He spread his legs wider and started grinding his hips slowly into Jase's fingers.
“Can I make love to you again?” Jase asked, while their lips were barely touching.
Luis held Jase's face in his hands. Jase had two fingers deep in his body now and he was trying to force in a third. Luis kissed his chin; he kissed his cheeks. “Yes, make love to me Jase.” Luis noticed Jase didn't ask if he could fuck him: he wanted to make love to him.
“I don't have any baby oil or anything.”
Luis took Jase's third finger and bit Jase's chin. “I don't care.”
“It might hurt.”
Luis licked his ear. “I don't care. Just make love to me.”
So Jase pulled his fingers out of Luis and he yanked down his zipper. Then he yanked his erection out of his pants and slapped it against the bottom of Luis's ass. He spit into his palm and rubbed his dick. By that time, Jase had slipped down on the bench and his legs were stretched out. Luis reached around with his right hand, took Jase in his palm, and guided him inside.
While Luis worked it in slowly, Jase closed his eyes and moaned. The saliva helped a little, but not much. There were a few moments of sharp pain for Luis; he didn't complain. By the time Jase was buried as deeply as he could go, Luis reached for Jase's shoulders and started grinding his hips again. It wasn't cold out anymore; Luis's entire body grew warm. He rode up and down; back and forth. He twisted, turned, arched his back, and spread his legs so wide the muscles in his groin ached. Luis hadn't moved his hips this fast in a long time. He couldn't get Jase's dick deep enough no matter how hard he tried. If Jase hadn't been holding his waist, he would have fallen off the bench. The backs of his thighs and the bottom of his ass rubbed against Jase's rough jeans. When the wooden bench started to rock back and forth and click against the wooden planks, Jase squeezed his waist harder and made a face.
Luis knew this expression on Jase well. He'd seen it a million times before when Jase made love to him in the future. A moment later, Jase stretched his legs, tightened his muscles, and blasted the inside of Luis's body so hard Luis felt Jase's release. Jase grunted and said, “Fuck,” a couple of times very softly. Luis stroked his own dick a few times and came all over Jase's denim jacket.
Then Luis wrapped his arms around Jase's neck and they kissed for a long time in the moonlight. Luis continued to ride him slowly while they kissed; he didn't stop until Jase went soft and slipped out on his own.
This is when Luis stopped kissing and took a quick breath. Jase was rubbing his ass and his eyes were still closed. “Are you okay?” Luis asked.
Jase opened his eyes and smiled. “I think so. Are you?”
Luis nodded. “I think so, too.”
Jase slapped him. “That was very nice.”
Luis rested his head on Jase's shoulder. “It was, wasn't it?”
Jase sighed and exhaled with a groan. A minute later, he helped Luis off his lap and he put his dick back into his pants. Luis was getting cold, so he picked up the fur blanket and wrapped it around his shoulders. This time he didn't even try to pull the blanket below his waist. It didn't seem to matter much anymore. Jase Nicholas knew Luis's naked body better than anyone in the world. When they walked back to the house, Jase set his hand on Luis's ass and left it there until they reached the bedroom. Luis went to the bathroom and cleaned up; Jase waited for him at the door. And when they climbed into bed, Jase put his arms around Luis and held him for the rest of the night.
* * * *
The next morning, Jase seemed less anxious. Luis thought this might have been because of the blow job he'd given Jase in the shower. But it wasn't that. It was as if something inside Jase changed. He seemed to accept his attraction to Luis and he wasn't interested in questioning it anymore. Luis knew what Jase was doing. He was going through the stages a lot of young gay men go through when they aren't sure what to do about their feelings. It was classic. Jase was putting his feelings aside and concentrating on the reality he knew ... and with which he was familiar and comfortable.
This was fine with Luis. He didn't flinch when Jase told him he was going out with Betsy Melchiorri again that night. They were going to some bar in town to listen to a new band with a group of friends. He asked Luis to come along, but Luis said he'd rather stay home and read.