Chapter Fourteen
Joel
I loved dreaming.Dreaming was awesome, and I never wanted to wake up from this particular dream, ever. I was lying on David’s hard chest, feeling his soft chest hair against my cheek. My arm was wrapped all around his chest with my hand trapped under his torso as though it didn’t want to let him go. Our legs were entwined, with my right leg spread over both of his. I could feel my morning wood pressing against his thigh, and all I wanted was to rub against him, particularly when I felt his hard cock twitching under my inner thigh.
Like I said, best dream ever. And because I was the boss of my dream, I did what I wanted and pressed closer to David, needing the friction and damning the boxer shorts we were both wearing because I wanted to feel the heat of his skin.
I heard a moan, and my dream David moved. What?! Fuck. I stilled and slowly opened my eyes, ready for the mortification of being caught dry-humping my friend in my sleep. Maybe I could remove myself from him slowly? Maybe he wasn’t awake yet?
I started to move carefully, hoping he wouldn’t wake up when I felt his arm tightening around me. I tilted my head up to finally meet his gaze.
“Morning,” he said, a slow smile on his lips.
“Er...Hi.” I smiled back with a feeling of déjà vu.
“I could get used to this, you know,” he said, raising his free hand to push my hair from my face. “Waking up with you wrapped around me.”
My groan was silenced when David’s mouth came down on mine. This time there were no soft, tentative kisses. David claimed my mouth as though he was a starved man.
“I've wanted to do this ever since I woke up yesterday with you trying to climb me like a tree in your sleep,” David said, his voice raspy with lust.
Right, so that explains my “déjà vu.” I could feel David's cock straining against his boxer shorts, still pressing against my body, which was lying half across his.
“I fell asleep last night before you came back.” His hand caressed my arm, sending little shocks of electricity down my spine.
“You were out when I got in. I wasn’t sure I should stay, but you asked, so...”
“Joel, fuck... I need you. I need more. Can we?” And that was all the permission I needed to move. I kneeled down between his legs and pulled his boxers off, his hard cock springing back against the tight abdominal muscles.
“Fuck, David. You are so beautiful.” His cock wasn’t as long as mine, but it was much thicker with dark veins that I was sure would feel like heaven inside me, gliding against all the right places. I went straight for it, finesse be damned, and stroked his shaft with one hand while my mouth zoned in on his perfect full balls, and I inhaled his unique scent.
I licked him from his perineum up, sucking his balls into my mouth, one at a time. I could have stayed there forever, but David’s breathy moans were sure to make me come before I wanted to. I licked his shaft, only taking a moment to suck the purple head before taking it all in, all the way down until his crown reached my throat.
David’s hips bucked up as he lost control over his movements. I was desperately trying to get some friction against the bedsheets, but the boxer shorts I was still wearing were making it impossible to get any relief.
“Joel!” he shouted, his voice strained. “Please, stop...ugh...I don’t want to come so soon.”
Happy that I was driving him insane with the need to come, I stopped, and after removing my boxer shorts, I lay on top of him, kissing him, my tongue exploring his.
One moment I was lost in his mouth not even caring that at some point I’d need oxygen, and the next I was under him, his firm, heavier body pressing down on mine, our hard cocks stuck between us, the friction firing all sorts of sensations up my body.
“You are very good at that,” David whispered in my ear, biting it, sucking and kissing his way down my neck.
He continued his assault on my skin, every touch lighting my skin on fire and making me writhe with need. “Huh... David, please.” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for. I just needed more of it. Whatever he could give me.
David’s kisses were slowly getting closer and closer to my aching cock. I needed his mouth on me, desperately. When I thought I would surely die from anticipation and need, David suddenly stopped. His face showed a mix of lust and uncertainty, and his body was tense. His hesitance made me wonder how much experience he had. With his uncle breathing down his neck, I could understand his reluctance to have a sexually active life, but his face was telling me it was more than that.
“David,” I whispered, “come up here, baby.” I put my hand on his cheek to coax him up to lie beside me. I aligned my body with his, showing him that his hesitation had done nothing to temper my arousal.
“I want to touch you so much, but—” he tried to explain, but I interrupted with a kiss.
“Hey, it’s okay. You don’t need to say it. I get it.” I felt his body relax, so I continued caressing his back while I peppered his face with little kisses.
“It’s not that I don’t know what to do. I just haven’t done it to anyone, and I want it to be good for you,” he confessed.
“David, there is nothing you can do that won’t feel right. You know why?” I said, and he shook his head. “Because this is you and me. Let me show you.” It was a statement more than a question, but he nodded his consent.
I climbed on top of David, our still hard cocks perfectly aligned as I kissed his perfect lips, now plump from my ministrations. As we rubbed against each other, the earlier need to climax returned, and very soon we were both breathless and holding on by a thread.
