“I have a buddy who jacks off with his friends all the time,” Jase said. “I've never done it. But I don't think it's gay. Do you? It's guys having fun.”
Luis smiled. He wasn't sure if this was considered gay or not. He didn't care. But he couldn't deny jacking off with the young jock version of Jase didn't excite him. “I guess it's not gay as long as the guys don't touch each other. I've even heard of guys having circle jerks.”
“That's what I think, too,” Jase said. “Jacking is jacking. It's a thing guys do when they get horny and there aren't any girls to fool around with. There's nothing gay about it.”
“I guess,” Luis said. He arched his back a little higher and spread his legs. He was dying to masturbate with Jase. But he wanted Jase to be the one who initiated it.
A minute passed, then Jase said, “How come you don't have any hair anywhere? I've never seen a dude with such smooth, soft legs.”
Luis had his entire body waxed regularly. As a male model, they preferred it when he didn't have any body hair. And Jase, in the future, liked it when Luis was smooth all over. But Luis couldn't mention this to Jase now. This would really freak him out. “I'm just not all that hairy. I never was.” It wasn't a total lie. Though Luis did have a little hair on his legs, it wasn't much.
A minute or two after that, Jase took a deep breath and exhaled. “Are you still awake?”
Luis nodded. “Yes.” His erection was pulsing.
“You wanna jack off to some porn?” Jase asked.
Luis smiled for a second, and then he slowly turned over and rested on his back. He threw his left arm back over his head and reached for his dick with his right. He spread his legs and groped his balls. “What kind of porn?” He knew there were no videos, at least not in Jase's bedroom that night.
Jase looked down between Luis's legs and noticed the way he trimmed his pubic hair into a neat little arrow pointing down. “I've never seen a guy do anything like that before.”
Luis shrugged. “I like it when things are trimmed and neat.”
Jase didn't reply. He pulled the covers back and climbed out of bed. Luis saw that his gray sweat pants were tented out in the front and he felt like jumping over the bed and burying his face between Jase's legs. But he remained still, groping his dick and watching Jase.
Jase bent over and lifted the mattress. Then he reached between the mattress and box spring and pulled out a couple of magazines. He held them up and said, “I have a couple of Playboys here. Is that okay? I got them from a dude at school.”
Luis nodded. “That's fine.” The last thing Luis wanted to do was look at nude photos of top heavy women with brassy blond hair. And the thought of pussy made Luis shudder and lock his knees together. But he couldn't say, “No, I'd like to beat off to Tom of Finland pictures of guys in leather with big cocks.”
Jase didn't remove his sweat pants. He came back to bed, pulled his sweats down to his knees, and set the girly magazines on the bed between them. Luis noticed Jase had a full erection by then. And his pubic hair was as untrimmed and thick as Luis had expected it would be. Jase opened the first magazine to a centerfold of a blond with dark roots fingering her pussy with one hand and licking her fingers with the other. Luis closed his eyes and gulped fast so he wouldn't gag at the sight. When Jase opened the next two girly magazines to photos of more naked women with their legs spread, Luis decided it was safer to look up at the ceiling so he wouldn't lose his erection altogether.
The visual that kept Luis fully erect was Jase's magnificent young body. He had the right amount of hair on his chest and a fine, even layer of sandy blond hair on his legs. When Jase spread his legs and grabbed his dick, Luis caught a whiff of his aroma and took a deep breath. This was one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do: remain there in bed with Jase and not be able to actually touch him.
But, in a way, it was also one of the sweetest things he'd ever done in bed with Jase. In the future, when they would one day be a married couple, Jase would always be the one to take control and dominate Luis. He would throw Luis down and fuck him until his legs throbbed. He would grab Luis's head and shove it between his legs while Luis sucked him off until his lips went numb. And now, in the year 1986, the fact that Jase was so passive and Luis couldn't actually touch him made the experience both emotional and erotic in ways Luis never dreamed possible.
To be this close to someone, and be in love with him, and yet not be able to reach out and touch him, was almost too much for Luis to handle. At one point, a wave of emotion passed through Luis and he stopped to catch his breath. His head began to spin and he started breathing faster. He knew this was the first time Jase had ever masturbated with another guy and he found it endearing ... overwhelming ... to think that Jase would want to do it with him. And, to Jase, they were virtual strangers. Jase could have done this with the buddy he'd mentioned. He could have done it with anyone other than Luis. But he chose Luis that night, and there was something about knowing this that tugged at Luis's heart.
All they did that night was masturbate: just a couple of buddies jacking off together for fun. Though Luis made a few lame attempts to look down at the photos of naked women, he kept his eyes closed most of the time. They both remained on their backs, while David Letterman continued to sound through the room, and tugged their dicks at the same time. Luis had always been more free and physical when he masturbated. He tended to exaggerate his moves, spreading his legs as wide as they would go, probing his anus with the fingers on one hand while he stroked with the other. Jase appeared stoic; more rigid; he always had been and this didn't surprise Luis. Jase remained on his back, in an upright position, with his legs stretched out. He stroked evenly and precisely, building toward what Luis knew would be a grand climax.
The few times Luis did look at Jase, he caught Jase staring at the way Luis's legs were spread. Luis saw the way Jase pursed his lips when Luis shoved his middle finger into his ass and moved it around. And Luis noticed how Jase started to pound his fist harder when he watched Luis sink down into the covers and twist his naked body sideways. Jase was too busy watching what Luis was doing to notice Luis was watching him. And Jase seemed too engulfed in the moment to even care. The few times he did catch Luis watching him, he stared down at the naked women fast, as if he were afraid to let Luis know what he really needed.
Luis saw the virginal innocence in Jase's young eyes. Luis knew how far to go, and when to pull back and pretend he was disinterested. But it was this look of innocence that brought Luis to the edge. Sometimes, in the future, Luis would see the same innocent look in Jase's eyes. But not often. He saw it when Jase's father passed away suddenly. He saw it whenever Hunter, their son, did something special no one had expected him to do. And Luis remembered seeing the same look the first time they'd had sex in New York.