“Are you sure?” Greg asked. No smirk. This meant something to him, Ethan thought. Ethan hoped.
Ethanknew.
“Yes.” He wanted Greg body and soul, and in that moment, he truly believed Greg felt the same. He wasn’t the player. He was the guy who snuck into Ethan’s dorm room to apologize. He was the guy who wanted to watch a movie with him. He was the guy who’d christened him Folly.
Ethan retrieved a condom and trial-size pouch of lube that he gotten at a LGBT group kickoff meeting.Safe sex: always be prepared.
He handed Greg the condom, figuring he’d want to be in control and, in fact, wanting Greg to take over him. That’s what Ethan loved about him—that he always had a plan. Plus, he wanted to feel Greg’s thick cock inside of him, planting his flag.
Greg got them all set up and positioned Ethan’s legs on his shoulders. His thumb smoothed away a stray hair falling into Ethan’s face, and he plunged two slicked-up fingers inside him, opening him up in more ways than one. Ethan took deep calming breaths to stymie the pain, but soon the pleasure and anticipation brought a smile to his lips.
“Let me know if it hurts. I want both of us to enjoy this.”
Ethan sucked in a deep breath as Greg inserted himself. He gasped and grabbed the bedspread.
“You okay?”
“Yes.”
“Now’s not the time to lie to me.”
“It’s just…new. New is good.”
Greg slid out, then back in slowly. It was a weird sensation for Ethan. He was being filled up, but after the initial shock, it made him extra-sensitive. It enveloped him. Every inch of his skin tingled at Greg’s touch.
“Keep going,” Ethan said.
Greg thrust into him, and Ethan was just as turned on by watching Greg’s reaction as he was by what Greg was doing. He went a little faster. Then slower. Then faster again. His triceps bulged above Ethan. Sweat beaded at his forehead and dripped onto Ethan’s chest.
“You feel so good,” Greg breathed out. He spat onto his hand and slicked up Ethan’s dick.
Ecstasy rushed through Ethan, levitating him off the bed. He went numb, not knowing what to do except enjoy the ride. Greg took his hands and threw them over his head. They held onto the bedpost together as Greg pumped harder. Their comingled sweat glued their chests together.
Greg had full control of his body, pushing his hands harder against Ethan’s, pumping deeper inside him. Ethan would probably be sore tomorrow, but he thought of it as having a really (really) good workout.
Greg flicked wet hair out of his face. Those dark eyes tore through every layer of him, shoving him closer to the edge. He stroked Ethan with his free hand. Every grunt Greg uttered, that call of desire brought Ethan closer to coming.
Greg sped up his hips and his hand. Everything went at full speed, and he was on the verge of erupting. Ethan knew that about him. It made him excited as all hell.
“Fuck. I’m coming,” Greg mumbled. He used both hands to hold Ethan’s against the bedpost. Their chests glided against each other’s, Greg’s face mere breaths from his. The angle let him shove his pulsing dick deeper into Ethan’s warm opening.
Ethan’s own orgasm rumbled through his body, too. His dick wasn’t being touched, but it was the moment and Greg’s arms over his and his panting breath on his neck and his skin slick with sweat sliding atop Ethan and the thought of Greg exploding. It was too much and not enough. The orgasm was a lit fuse at the end of a cannon.
“Yes, yes,” Ethan whispered.
He shot his hot load all over his stomach. Seconds later, Greg pulled out and came all over Ethan as well.
They caught their breaths. Ethan couldn’t move. He would need a parachute to get down from this stupendous high. Greg passed him a box of tissues to wipe off his stomach.
“I figured you didn’t want me making a mess on your comforter,” Greg said.
He knew him so well.
Φ
After they toweled themselves off, they spooned in Ethan’s bed. Evening settled over Browerton. Ethan forgot there was a tomorrow. Life could’ve ended right then. Greg ran his fingers down his forearm. If he’d had more supplies, Ethan might’ve made Greg go for another round.
“Can I ask a question?”
