I grin at him, then rise off the bed and drop my sweatpants, taking my briefs down with them. I lean over the bed and kiss him once while I hold my dick with my hand, giving it a lazy tug.
I wish I knew what he was thinking.
Connor
I know exactly where I want him to put his dick.
Gavin
He parts his lips, and a barely audible “wow” escapes them.
“Your turn,” I tell him.
He hesitates and gestures at my junk. “I wasn’t expecting all that.”
“Most aren’t.” I grin, then I use my hands to flip him onto his stomach. I go back to tasting his skin. All of it from the nape of his neck down to the small of his back where he has two perfect dimples, one above each cheek of his ass. I kiss them both, thengrab the waistband of his sweats and yank them down around his thighs.
I pause when I see the large purple bruise on his left hip. I kiss it softly and commit it to memory, so I remember to be gentle there in case I start to lose control. With my hands, I spread his ass cheeks. Gooseflesh forms and I hear his breath hitch. I slide one hand up his back to give his neck a reassuring squeeze. I remember that he doesn’t have a lot of experience, and the little that he does have, hasn’t been good at all.
Feeling anger run through me, settling between my temples, I take a deep breath. I don’t want to ruin this for him. I don’t want him to leave this encounter hating me for what we do. I want him to feel good and remember it always. I want this to be the baseline of what he’ll accept for himself from anyone he’s ever with besides me. Because as much as I want to claim him, I know in the end, outside of right now, he can never be mine.
“Don’t worry,” I tell him, sliding my hand back down. “I’m going to take care of you.”
I lick his crack from his balls to his back.
He shivers and lets out a gasp.
I do it again, and again, and again. Then, I concentrate on his hole, letting my tongue work in slow, smooth circles to relax him. It works and makes him moan some more. I can hear his deep breaths, and the soft uttering words.
“Oh God,” he says. “You’re filthy.”
I lift my mouth away. “And you’re fucking delicious.” I can’t get enough.
I pull his sweats the rest of the way down, then I place my hands on the backs of his knees and gently guide him to lift his ass higher so I can free his erection from where it’s trapped between him and the bed. From there I go back to work on his hole with my tongue and use my hand to slowly jerk his cock with a light grip, easily dragging my rough hand over the velvety skin of his dick.
His cock head is wet with pre-cum. I let myself taste it by taking a long, luxurious lick of him from his hole, over his taint,across his tight balls, down his length, and finally swirling my tongue around his head.
“Delicious,” I repeat when I swallow.
When I go back to circling his hole with my tongue he’s gone completely pliant. His body is relaxed except for his dick, which is rigid, hard as stone in my hand as I stroke it.
He looks over his shoulder and eyes me with want. Keeping my eyes locked on his I take another long, luxurious lick of his hole before pulling away so I can flip him back over, then crawl up his body again to kiss him. To let him taste himself on my lips and tongue.
As we kiss, our hard lengths slot next to each other. We both moan at the contact, the glorious slide of hard cock against hard cock. It’s a simple thing, but there truly isn’t anything much better than feeling another man beside your own manhood.
I grab the back of one of his legs with my hand and bring his knee to the side of my torso so he can rest his ankle on my back. He must be spending time with the goalie coach for how easy he is to maneuver. Pulling out of our kiss, I lock eyes with him and thrust my hips. “Is this alright?”
His lips part on another gasp and his pupils are blown wide open.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” I thrust my hips again. Pleasure courses through me.
Connor
He’s staring directly into my eyes as he sets a rhythm, sliding his erection back and forth against mine. I can’t look away. The intensity behind his eyes has me frozen, but not like trapped prey, even though he practically has me caged in his hold. His body is everywhere, and I’m completely exposed beneath him. It should be terrifying but it’s not. It’s comforting. It’s intense. Most of all it’s safe. I’m safe to finally give in to my wantsand needs.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I say, barely recognizing my voice for how huskily the words escape my lips.
He grins as he dips down and kisses me hard and fierce. When he pulls away, he spits into his palm then reaches between us to wrap his hand around our dicks, holding them more firmly together. My toes curl and my head drops back, exposing my neck as he begins to thrust faster. My whole body is thrumming. And though I’m worried I should be doing more, I trust Gavin to bring us both over the edge and into our bliss. Unlike me, everything about him is intoxicatingly self-assured.
