“Happy to be of service,” I smirk.
I sit up on my knees and start to rub his dick over the top of his boxers, loving the way he feels in my hand.
“I’ve got no idea how you’ll ever fit inside me,” I murmur.
“We’ll take it slow, baby, but we’ll make it fit.”
His words go straight to my dick; he sounds like one of the characters from Beth’s romance novels. I take hold of the waistband of his boxers and pull them down; he lifts his hips to help me and soon he’s naked beneath me.
“I love your thighs,” I say, running my hands up and down his muscular legs.
“There’s some more gym inspiration for me,” he chuckles.
I lower my head and run my tongue along his thigh, gently grazing him with my teeth in places where he lets out a moan or makes a sharp inhale.
“You feel incredible,” he reassures me, his voice husky and deep.
It’s the confidence boost I need to go for it. I turn my attention to his dick, licking along his length, just like he did to me. The sound he makes is so fucking hot; I do it again. Exploring every inch of him, the vein that runs along him, the delicate skin around the head, all the way down to his balls. His responses tell me what he likes most, and I repeat thosemoves, loving that I can make him feel like this. As pre-cum beads on his head, I taste him and let out a moan of my own.
“Fuck, Donovan, you’re so fucking hot… making me feel so good.”
I wrap my mouth around him and take him as deep as I can, but I go a bit too fast, so it makes me gag. The way he grips my hair tells me he likes it, so I catch my breath and try again, taking him as far as possible into my mouth.
“Oh fuck,” he cries. “Use your hands as well, baby, you don’t have to take all of me.”
I grip him with one hand and start to move my head in tandem, it’s messy, with spit running down my chin, but the louder it is, the more he moans, his hips bucking into my face, which is so fucking hot.
“Donovan, if you keep that up, I’m gonna come.”
I keep going, relaxing my jaw and sucking him when I can, using my hands to stop him from going too deep.
“Fuck, baby, pull off if you don’t want me to come in your mouth,” he moans.
I double down and keep him in my mouth until he cries my name, thrusting his hips and filling me with his warm cum, before relaxing onto the bed. Sitting back on my knees, I feel very pleased with myself, he looks so blissed out, and I did that. His eyes open and he grins at me.
“Come here, baby.” He opens his arms, and I lie on top of him, nestling against his chest. “That was incredible.”
“It was okay?” I ask, nerves kicking in now the moment has passed.
“Donovan, I literally just said it was incredible, and I meant it. It was perfect, you’re perfect.”
His words fill me with warmth, my feelings for him passed the place of crush and even like, but I’m too scared to say anything. Instead kissing his chest and settling into ourcuddle, enjoying being this close to him, enjoying the feeling of having a boyfriend.
Stephen
I’m finding myself in a new position, I’m actively seeking Donovan out during the day. I’d been fine with keeping our relationship in our room, but ever since our date I want to see him more, even if it’s just catching a glimpse of him in the distance. We try and spend time together between classes when we can, grabbing a coffee or eating lunch sometimes. But this goes beyond that, and it’s not like me at all.
Usually, when I walk into the building where most of his classes take place, I’ll see him in the distance, his head in a book, ignoring everyone; and I’ll watch him for a bit before heading back to where I’m supposed to be. But today, I’m met with a different sight.
He’s talking to a cute guy who looks familiar, I think he’s one of Kyle’s friends, which immediately makes me angry. The guy is clearly flirting with Donovan, throwing him looks, nudging him. Donovan’s oblivious to it, as he usually is when guys flirt with him, but still, seeing them together fills me with the need to interrupt and steal him away.
Logically, I know I should leave him be. They’re just talking, Donovan isn’t flirting back, and technically we’re not together, we’re having a secret undefinable thing that can only exist in our dorm room. I should walk away… but instead, I find myself moving towards them.
“Hey,” I say, stepping in front of them.
Donovan’s eyes light up as they meet mine and warmth spreads through me knowing he’s happy to see me.
“Hey, Stephen. Um… this is Pierce, not sure if you know each other.”
