It was entirely too much to resist.He let himself reach for Ian, hands on his shoulders but not quite up to meeting his eyes.He met his chin instead.“Okay,” he told it.
Ian hadn’t expected that getting to know a guy some before fucking him would be so easy.As a matter of fact, it wasn’t that different from just agreeing on a time and place and fucking him.It just took a little longer.
Huh.Who’da thought?
He watched Sam walk down the darkened hall ahead of him.The kid was skinny, but he had a cute ass—taut and small, with natural hollows on the sides as if his glutes were always clenched tight.Ian was usually more of a bubble butt kind of guy, but as far as he could tell, with Sam, all bets were off.
His palms and fingers tingled with the need to grip those cheeks and spread them open.The urge to bury himself in that flexing and twisting ass made his balls tighten.Sam stopped in front of his bedroom, and Ian stepped up so close that his dick nudged one of those hollows in Sam’s cheeks, making Ian suck in a breath.So close that he could look over Sam’s shoulder and watch his trembling hand grip the knob.So close that he couldn’t tell if he heard or felt Sam’s Adam’s apple bob up and down before he white-knuckled the doorknob and turned it, letting the door swing open into the room.
Then Sam simply stood there while Ian watched goose pimples break out on his neck.
“Go in,” Ian said.
It made his nuts ache, how fast Sam moved to obey.Was Sam always submissive, or was it just for him?How far could he go?
Not that far without having a conversation about boundaries and safewords, and he wanted to avoid too much talking tonight.
Sam had stopped next to the bed, his back to the door, while Ian watched from the doorway.He stood stock still except for the rapid rise and fall of his shoulders.The only light came from a dim lamp on the nightstand—Ian had made sure to turn on that light when he’d stopped by Sam’s room before hitting the hot tub.
He stepped up to Sam’s side and traced his vertebrae with one finger, watching his profile.“You like to take orders, Sam?”
Sam nodded and swallowed, gaze fixed on the wall.Ian circled the bony knob just above Sam’s crack with his fingertip, then pushed his finger between Sam’s cheeks, watching Sam’s lips part and his breath come faster.“Good,” Ian finally told him, worming his finger a little deeper, looking for puckered skin.“When’s the last time someone fucked you, kiddo?”
His finger slid across Sam’s asshole, making Sam bite his lips.Sam really had a beautiful mouth.“Wanna fuck your face, too,” Ian said, surprised to hear himself speaking.
Sam’s eyelids fell closed, and he moaned softly.Ian forced steel into his voice.“Answer the question, Sam.”
“Almost two years,” Sam whispered.
Ian felt that answer all the way to his balls.He was going to be the first guy in years to fuck this kid.It seemed almost sacrilegious.Something twisted in his chest, but he stomped on it.He said he wanted it.“Lie down on the bed, kiddo.On your back.”
Sam crawled while Ian watched his every move, knowing Sam could feel his gaze.But when Sam lay flat on his back, he stared straight up at the ceiling.The only things sticking up were his toes and his cock.He was breathing fast again, so Ian laid a calming hand on his chest.
For the first time since the hot tub, Sam turned and met his eyes.He looked scared, but when Ian glanced down, he saw Sam hadn’t lost his erection.Fear excited him?Maybe, but for some inexplicable reason, Ian found himself running a knuckle across Sam’s nearest cheekbone.“It’s okay,” he whispered.Sam took his first deep breath since the laundry room, then nodded.
For a second, Ian wished he’d done this differently.Wished he’d had Sam on his knees on the floor, lips wrapped around Ian’s cock, eyes looking up into his.He not only had beautiful lips, he had pretty eyes.Something more than that gray-blue color swirled in them.
Ian almost scowled at his own poeticism, but he didn’t want to freak Sam out.He turned to the nightstand where he’d stashed the condoms and lube when he’d snuck in earlier.He heard Sam suck in a breath when he got them out and threw them on the bed.Ian looked at him and smiled.Sam swallowed.
Then Ian climbed on the bed and straddled Sam’s head.He started to put on a condom, but Sam grabbed his hand.“I’d rather not.”
Ian stared down at him.Did the kid do shit like this regularly and not use a condom?
“I mean—” Sam swallowed “—we should, but if you told me you were, you know,clean, I’d believe you ...”
You shouldn’t agree.
But Sam’s lips were slick from his tongue, and they looked like they could mold themselves around anything.Ian dropped the condom.He grasped his cock and traced Sam’s mouth with the tip.Sam opened up, but didn’t try to lick or suck him in, just panted warm wet air on him, waiting for Ian to push forward.
Ian let the anticipation build, then eased into Sam’s mouth.The stroke of Sam’s tongue around his foreskin made him groan, and he leaned forward, planting his hands on the wall.
Sam’s mouth felt like magic wrapped around his cock, sucking and licking him, sometimes humming or moaning, while Sam’s hand snuck up to fondle Ian’s balls.He worked Ian’s foreskin, gently probing at first, getting more aggressive as Ian pushed in slowly, breath speeding up, occasional gasps escaping him.Sam responded with his tongue or lips to every move of Ian’s hips and every barely conscious noise.
Fuck.Sam’s mouth was just so ...perfect.Ian tried to think of a better word, distracting himself because he seriously needed distraction.It was—oh, hell—wet.Wet mouth.Tight and hot and then sloppy, tongue circling his glans softly enough that Ian could breathe for a moment, then sucking so hard he thought he would lose his mind.
It had been a year since anyone had done this for him.Much longer since anyone had sucked him this well.That was Ian’s only excuse for losing control when Sam’s gray-blue eyes met his, and he found himself thrusting hard into Sam’s throat.Sam just opened right up for Ian as if he’d expected it, wrapping around Ian with his lips and tongue and cheeks and even his fucking tonsils.Fondling his nuts, sending shooting sensations into his gut and making his cock throb and feel like all the blood in his body was pooled right there, waiting for its turn in Sam’s mouth.
He came, and Sam moaned around him, sucking him dry, stroking his taint and rolling Ian’s balls between his fingers.Ian convulsed in Sam’s mouth, ass tightening up and cum rushing through him from his sensitized balls while Sam rubbed his fingertip across Ian’s hole.Encouraging him to just let it all out.
