As he applies more pressure against my prostate, I know it’s too late. “Oh fuck,” I say against hismouth.
“Come on. Give it to me,” he says, and I do, my load shooting in spurts across him. He moves vigorously, and I can feel his arm against my side as he jerks himself off, continuing to move his fingers inside me. “How did that feel?” heasks.
“So good,” I say. “So fucking good,Eric.”
He grunts before I feel moisture against my ass cheek, and I’m pleased knowing he’scome.
He continues grunting before reaching up, grabbing the back of my head, and slamming his lips against mine once again. My nerves are electrified, my body filled with exhilaration, unlike anything I’ve experienced while having sex before. It’s like everything in me is so relaxed and at ease. He pulls me down so that I’m lying on top of him, fully savoring the experience, enjoying what just happened, what we exploredtogether.
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Eric
As Jesse’slips pull away from mine, he rests his forehead against my cheek. I can feel the sweat on his flesh, and as he breathes against me, I find my arms are wrapped around him, seemingly locked in place as if I’m stuck tohim.
I don’t want to letgo.
While we were enjoying one another, I allowed myself to forget about everything. About responsibility. About theshouldsandshould-nots. I abandoned reason as I was caught up in doing everything I could to make sure Jesse’s first time experimenting with a man was satisfying. He deservesthat.
Everyone deservesthat.
There are so many bastards in the world, so many twisted fucks who would take advantage of him. Which is why I’d prefer his first experience to be with me—genuinely caring about him, wanting what’s best for him, willing to take my time and not rushhim.
He whispers against my face, “That was so amazing, Eric,” and his words of reassurance ease my guilt about what we’vedone.
Ty hadn’t been gone ten minutes, and the moment he stepped out, the release of that pressure, of that obstacle… I totally submitted to my desire. After our bodies touched, it was over forme.
But now, in the afterglow, that guilt rises within me once again. What lingered in the back of my mind comes to the forefront. I don’t feel ashamed of what I gave to Jesse, but I do feel ashamed knowing how it could hurt me in the longrun.
“What do you say we shower up?” I tellJesse.
He leans back, and I almost regret having said anything that would make him pull away from me since I enjoy having him that close to mybody.
“Like together?” he asks, his expression twisting up. “That sounds kind ofgay.”
There’s that warm, friendly smile again, so inviting, so playful, filled with an innocence I don’t believe I could ever experience again. “Well, if we’re going to be gay, it’s better to do it with another man, isn’t it?” I ask him and hop up from the bed. “Come on. We’re showering in the master bathroom now that Ty’sgone.”
He follows my lead into mybathroom.
Two sinks are placed in the marble counter along the wall, with the shower enclosed in glass on the other side of theroom.
“You know, I gave Ty shit about this bathroom when I first saw this place,” Jesse tellsme.
“What do you mean?” I ask as I open the glass door to the shower. I know what he’s talking about. With three showerheads in the relatively open space, I definitely didn’t cut the budget when renovating the bathroom. “I like having a big shower,” I tellhim.
“This is like a porn shower, though,” Jesse says. “This is where they would shoot the gang-bangscene.”
I smile. “That’s probably true.” I turn on one of the showerheads, and Jesse approaches to join me. “There are three showerheads, and you come over here?” I tellhim.
He throws his hands up. “Oh, did you feel like we needed some distance? Is that why you invited me to shower with you?” he asks, a suspicious expression on hisface.
He has apoint.
“I’m not used to showering with other people, even when I’ve been in relationships, hence all theshowerheads.”
“Who’s the third?” hequips.
“Shut the fuck up. There was no third. I picked it from one of severaldesigns.”
