He laughs. “Put me down so I can open the door, you Neanderthal.”
“Never! Now open the goddamn door.” I laugh and spin him around.
He fumbles for the keys before opening the door. I shove in and kick it shut behind us. He already has the bed made up.
I laugh. “Rather presumptuous of you.”
I walk him over and toss him down on the bed, and he bounces up off the mattress. I don’t think I’ve ever fucked in a bed. I slide my body over his and grab his hands, pinning them above his head. I kiss him like I might die if I don’t, as right this second, I think that’s what will happen.
As I break for breath, I kneel up and look down at Lee. He still has bruising on his face. The cuts are scabbed over, and the one on his lip has opened back up again. I look down at him. He’s beautiful.
I take my jacket off and toss it to the side. I reach behind my neck, grip my t-shirt, and rip it over my head, tossing that with my jacket. I unbuckle my belt and slowly pop each button open on my jeans. I tug them down on my hips before pushing off the bed and removing the rest of my clothes, laying them over the arm of the sofa bed, standing there fully naked in front of Lee and fully hard. He lets out a shaky breath. “Shit,” he whispers.
“Shit?” I question as I look down at myself. Looking back at him in confusion.
He sits up and sighs before removing his shirt, undoing the cuffs first and then undoing every button. I can’t take my eyes off him. When he removes his shirt, I see his whole torso is still really bruised. My gaze softens.
“Don’t look at me like that.” He winces. “I’m fine.”
“We don’t have to do anything. I’m sorry, but I shouldn’t have thrown you over my shoulder. I wasn’t thinking. I just…”
He lays back and unzips his jeans, sliding them down. I grab his trainers and pull them off, tossing them over my shoulder, and he laughs. I pull his jeans and socks off and lob them over my other shoulder. He laughs again as I reach and slide his boxers down and off. I stand back up and take him in. He’s slim but toned; his pale skin shows every bruise and mark, and I want to leave my own on him. I crawl up the bed towards him, and he bites his lip.
I slide my body beside him and lay on my side. He shuffles to face me, and as he rolls onto his side, his dick drops against mine, and I groan. I cup his cheek, lean in, and kiss him softer as my eyes flutter open. I gaze into his eyes and run my hands down his chest.Down his torso and down his dick, I slowly wrap my fingers around them both and slide my hand backwards and forwards. Rubbing our dicks against each other, he bucks into my hand. I smile against the kiss and slowly lave my tongue against his.
Trying to calm my racing heart, he slides his hand around and cups my balls.
“Fuck, Lee, I’m trying not to just blow my load like a kid, but you’re making it extremely difficult.”
I stutter out a breath, and he grins against me, picking up his pace and tugging my balls as I groan and buck against him.
“Lee,” I gasp. “Fuck!” I feel my balls draw, but just before I cum, I feel him shoot his load all over my balls. I groan as I cover him in mine.
“Fuck.” I gasp as I slow my pace on our dicks, and I get an overwhelming urge to lick my hand. I bring it to my mouth and suck a finger in as Lee leans forward and sucks my thumb into his mouth and groans. He slides his hand into my hair and pulls me close.
I stroke my hand down and knead his arse cheek, and he rubs himself against me, kissing me slowly, stroking each other. He runs his hands over every divot of every muscle.
“You really are a work of art, ya know.” He smiles at me, and I smile back as he traces my tattoos, every line, every flick, and every letter.
We are complete opposites, and I look down at Lee, mesmerised by his body's soft, toned planes. Long, lean, pale legs that entwine with my tanned bulky thighs, with my dark hair and dark features and a thin layer of stubble, as opposed to Lee’s fair skin, dirty blonde hair, pale hair skimming his body, clean-shaven with soft pink lips.
We lay like that for what feels like hours, slowly caressing every inch of skin but not taking it any further than we already have done. “I really should get going. I’ve got work in the morning.”
“Really? I was hoping… I was wondering if… do you want to stay?”
“I should go…” I trail off.
Lee huffs slightly before nodding. “Sure.” He tight-lipped smiles at me. He goes to climb off the bed, picking up his clothes.
“Hey, have I done something wrong? Did I say something wrong?”
“No… It’s just you carried me up here and threw me down on the bed like you would make me regret inviting you up only to fizzle. Do you not… fancy me?”
“Are you fucking kidding me? I tried to be gentle because of your injuries. I tried to be mindful that you were hurt. I didn’t want to hurt you anymore.”
“Well, maybe I wanted to feel like I was wanted and I wasn’t broken.”
“You’re not broken, Lee. You’re just a little banged up, and I didn’t want to add to it. I’m sorry, this is all new, and I have no idea what I’m supposed to do. I like you, and I just wanted to… I don’t know… not fuck it up.”
