The Price of Falling (10 page)

I wondered how I would talk to him with all these people around. I was shocked when he turned his face away to the girl who was sitting pretty much on top of him. She leaned in and they kissed. My eyes boggled. My first reaction was a sharp stab of jealousy but as I stared, watching their slow, lazy kiss, I could feel the heat travel down to my groin.

I looked away in embarrassment, trying to focus on something else. AJ offered me the bong.

‘No, thank you,’ I mumbled.

Cat and Bex had a go on the bong, they giggled and fell about on the floor and in my lap. I was starting to feel a bit light-headed myself, probably from the house full of second hand pot smoke. My head was pounding, or was that the music? I tried to listen when Jason spoke, but the music was drowning things out. I pretended I was paying attention to Cat and Bex, even AJ, but really I was concentrating on what the occupants of the couch were doing.

I wasn’t sure how long I could cope with the smoke, my eyes were watering slightly. I had to discreetly wipe at them. I refused to give up, I’d come this far.

The girl who was sitting on Jason got up and left, which just left room for another girl to move in. I had no idea he was into girls, I realized numbly.

Strangely, it didn’t sway me. Maybe I was too thick headed for my own good.

Eventually, at last, Jason got up. Unsteady on his feet and helped up by another guy, he weaved his way past the people sitting on the floor to leave the room. As I watched I saw him turn his head to look directly at me.

My heart resumed its frantic pounding. He wants me to follow him, I thought. Probably not discreetly at all, I excused myself from Cat and Bex, saying I was going to the restroom.

I thought I heard a snort of laughter from AJ, but chose to ignore it. I got up onto my feet, a little wobbly and with a dead leg, but determined to find Jason.

When I entered the hallway I was worried I had lost him already, but his long hair caught my eye as he disappeared at the other end. Blindly, I followed him, navigating my way around people.

‘Hey, there’s a jock here,’ I heard a female voice exclaim with a laugh.

I ignored it and turned out of the hall. I was back in the entrance of the house. I glanced to the side; at the bottom of the stairs there was a couple sitting there making out. The girl had spilled her drink all over the carpet, totally oblivious. This was why I never had parties at home, my Mom would freak out if any of my friends made a mess.

All thoughts disappeared from my mind as I saw further up the stairs that familiar mane of red as Jason ascended. I deftly stepped over the couple, not that they noticed me, and followed him.

The music seemed a distant sound now compared to the loud thud of my heartbeat. I reached the top of the stairs and looked around.

What are you doing? I thought, eyes catching another couple of stoned-looking kids by a bedroom door. People are gonna notice this...

Upstairs was a typical party scene, an open restroom door with a kid leaning into the toilet heaving, some of his friends hanging around laughing, or holding his hair back. The doors which must have been bedrooms were all shut. I thought for a moment I could hear muffled noises coming from them, but that might have been my imagination.

Jason had stopped and turned to face me as I neared him. He looked pretty stoned and was smiling, but it was that sly look again. It made me hesitate but he beckoned me closer with his finger. This simple action sent a pleasurable shudder down my body.

He waited until I was standing in front of him before he spoke softly. ‘What are you doing?’

I hadn't been expecting that, and could only answer with a surprised, ‘Huh?’

Jason's eyelids looked droopy but he was obviously playing with me as he said, ‘I'm just waiting for the restroom. What are
you
doing?’

That implication stung and I found myself frowning at him. ‘No, you're not,’ I argued, although my voice betrayed me by wavering slightly.

‘Oh, I'm not?’ Jason looked like he was enjoying this. ‘What am I doing then?’

You're teasing me, I wanted to say, but I was distracted by a bedroom door opening and a couple emerging from the dark. They were grinning ear to ear, and after glancing at us edged past to re-join the party downstairs.

When I looked back at Jason I saw his smile slide into a smirk as he turned away from me. He stepped into the dark room and I found myself pulled like a magnet after him.

He's only gonna tease you again, I told myself as I followed him in. This must have been his friend Steven's room; from the light of the hall I could see it was a total mess, clothes and stuff scattered everywhere, posters of lurid designs and names of bands I didn't know. It didn't smell great either.

Jason pushed the door shut and stood facing me, only a step away. The only illumination now was from the half open blinds which covered the window across the room, slats of light stretched across the wall.

‘So,’ he said, an edge of amusement in his voice. ‘What
do
you want?’

In answer to that, like a reflex, my eyes fell on his mouth. He must have noticed. I watched his lips pull up in a smile before forming around the word, ‘Well?’

When I realized he was waiting for me I could feel heat prickling all over my skin, making me unbearably hot. I didn't know what to do, I knew he was leading me on.

Aware that I could be making a total fool of myself but weighing up that I'd pretty much already done that over the last week, I took a step closer to him. Jason didn't step back, didn't move. I was trying to read him, but I couldn't work it out. All I knew for certain was that he seemed to enjoy teasing me.

He was the one who came in here, I thought. I decided to take a chance; he wasn't backing away from me as I moved closer. I wasn't sure if it was just my mind running wild but I swear I could almost feel him daring me to make a move.

So I did. I leaned in and kissed him. Wrapping my arms around his thin body I crushed him to me, inhaling his breath, his smell. He made a sound, a gasp which was lost in my mouth as I kissed him deeply. I felt his hands on my arms but I wasn’t sure if they were pushing at me or simply holding on.

I had wondered endlessly what this would feel like, thought in a way that kissing another guy might feel weird. It wasn’t; his lips were soft, his mouth tasted sweet even with the hint of cigarettes. I couldn’t get enough. Jason murmured what I thought might be a half-hearted protest, and I could feel him try to turn away.

Fine, I thought, but we weren’t done yet. I released his mouth, my body still pressed up against him, and quickly brought my hands between us, fumbling at the fly of his pants. In the moment it took him to realize what I was doing he glanced down as my fingers undid his zipper. When his eyes looked back up at me in the dark I couldn’t read them.

He wasn’t reacting to me, but he wasn’t stopping me either. I tugged his jeans down, impatient to show how much I wanted him. In my haste I was a little rough and set him off balance, pushing him into the wall. I pulled up the hem of his t-shirt with one hand and dipped the other between us to feel him. I was pleasantly surprised to find he was already hard. Jason gasped as I ran my hand on him, teasing. I think I smiled in the dark, glad I had a reaction.

I leant in to kiss him again, still stroking him, fast, slow, then fast again. He moaned into my mouth. I could feel my own cock straining inside my pants.

He broke his lips away enough to whisper, ‘Go on, then.’ His hands were on my shoulders and gently pushed down.

I was eager to obey his order, getting on my knees in front of him. Jason leaned back against the wall as I pulled the jeans further down his legs, rubbed my hands up his slim hips. My breathing was ragged and I had no real idea how to do this, but I knew I wanted it. I took his smooth cock in my mouth and began sucking at him, hoping that instinct would tell me what to do. I had to use my hands too as I couldn’t fit all of him in. I was a little surprised at that, and had a new found respect for the girls who managed to fit a whole lot more in their mouths.

I must have been doing alright as Jason was making these amazing sounds and urgently pushing his hips at me. I sucked at him until he came. As I was inexperienced I wasn’t quick enough to realize he’d come until I could taste it rolling over my tongue. Unsure what else to do, I swallowed. I didn’t think anything of it, remembering that Stephanie Jones always swallowed when she did it.

I released him from my mouth and licked at my lips, finding the taste unusual but strangely rousing.

‘Why’d you swallow?’ Jason asked softly. 

‘Huh?’ I said, distracted. ‘Well...where else would I put it?’

He smiled then. He really did have a beautiful smile and my heart expanded in my chest as my cock thrummed in my pants. This was all new to me.

I stood up slowly and pressed against him, pushing him into the wall. His jeans were still down his legs, leaving him exposed, vulnerable. I liked having it this way. I bent my head to kiss him but he turned his mouth away.

‘Is this what you wanted, then?’

‘Mm, yes,’ I answered, hands snaking up his shoulders, touching at his face. ‘Half, anyway.’  I couldn’t stop myself, I kissed him, tongue dipping into his mouth.

He let me kiss him a moment longer then turned his face away and gently pushed me back.

‘Hey, slow down, OK?’ he said, a note of irritation creeping in. I backed off, worried I'd annoyed him.

I watched him pull his jeans back up. I was sad about that but thrilled at having this new bit of history between us. Jason looked at me and I couldn’t read his expression. He looked unsure suddenly, maybe as unsure as I looked too.

‘I’ve got your money,’ I offered, hoping that would please him.

He nodded. ‘I thought you said ‘twice’?’

‘Um...yeah,’ I conceded.

‘What did you mean?’

‘Well,’ I looked down shyly. ‘That was one. And like before...for er, me. Well, that would be two.’

‘And you’re giving me how much exactly?’

I knew instantly he meant money. ‘Well I’ve got three hundred. If you wanna...you know.’ I trailed off, not sure how to put into words what I wanted.

‘OK,’ he answered without hesitation.

I looked up, surprised, pleased. I unbuttoned my pants for him, and he knelt in front of me now. I leant against what I think was a desk as his hot mouth enveloped me. I wondered next time if we could find somewhere I could lie down. I’d really like to lie down when he did this.

I weaved my fingers through his hair as he sucked on me, and I came again.

Third time, I thought. That was the third time in his mouth. I gave him the three hundred dollars. He tucked it into his pocket. I figured this was the end of the evening now, though I didn’t want it to be. ‘Can I see you again?’ I asked.

‘Why, you going?’

‘Yeah I...thought you’d want me to?’ I said as I looked at him, silently pleading.

Jason shrugged. ‘Stay if you want, doesn’t bother me.’

It wasn’t quite the reply I’d wanted but it was close enough.

I stayed at the party. Jason told me to wait a few minutes then follow him back in, unless we wanted everyone to know, he added.

From the sly look AJ gave me when I returned, I figured he'd already guessed.

I never asked Jason why he had sent me round to AJ’s that night. I knew it was a set up, I reasoned that he must have been testing me or trying to teach me a lesson. What lesson it was I had no idea, but I didn’t have any desire to get it on with AJ. As nice as he was.

They were all pretty cool actually, even if they did continually pester me into having a drink, or having a smoke. Just to shut them up I gave in and accepted some second hand smoke from Cat, but it made me cough.