Finn’s hands roamed over Ollie’s back, gripping him tightly as if afraid to let go. His lips parted, allowing Ollie’s tongue to explore, to taste the sweet-and-salty mix of popcorn and desire. Finn’s body was tense, his nerves evident in the way his muscles flexed and released under Ollie’s touch.
“Touch me, Finn,” Ollie whispered, guiding one of Finn’s hands to the hem of his sweater. Finn’s fingers brushed against the skin of his stomach, sending a shiver up Ollie’s spine. “Do whatever feels right. I promise I’m going to love it all.”
Finn wasted no time stripping Ollie’s sweater, tossing it to the side. His fingers traced the lines of his stomach, growing bolder with each passing second. Ollie felt the shift in Finn, tentative touches turning into a hungry need as he grew more confident.
Ollie gasped as Finn’s hand brushed against his nipple, the sensitive nub hardening under his touch. “That’s it,” heencouraged, his voice breathy with desire. He guided Finn’s free hand to his groin, curling their interwoven fingers around his shaft. “Feel what you do to me, Finn.”
Finn’s breath hitched, his eyes darkening with lust. “I want to feel all of you, Ollie. I want to see you.” His hand moved lower, his hands shaky as he undid Ollie’s belt.
He guided Ollie to the bed, their bodies tangling together as they fell onto the soft sheets. Ollie rolled on top of Finn, his hands braced on either side of Finn’s head as he looked down at him. Finn’s eyes were wide, his breath coming in quick gasps, and Ollie knew he needed to take the lead.
He leaned down, his lips finding Finn’s in a searing kiss. Their tongues tangled, their breaths mingling as Ollie’s hands roamed over Finn’s body, mapping out every inch of him. He felt Finn’s arousal, hard and insistent against his own, and he rocked his hips, drawing a groan from deep within Finn’s chest.
Ollie broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Finn’s neck, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. Finn’s hands gripped his hips, his fingers digging into the flesh as Ollie continued his exploration, his mouth moving lower, tasting and teasing.
“We’re overdressed.” When he reached Finn’s belt, he looked up, his eyes meeting Finn’s. His breath hitched as Ollie slowly undid the buckle. He took his time, his hands steady as he unbuttoned Finn’s jeans, his fingers tracing the line of his zipper. Finn lifted his hips, helping Ollie as he pulled the jeans down, revealing the hard length of him. Ollie’s mouth watered at the sight, his own arousal throbbing in response.
He scooted back up, his breath hot on Finn’s skin as he took him into his mouth. Finn’s hands fisted in the sheets, his bodyarching off the bed as Ollie worked him, his tongue and lips driving him closer and closer to the edge.
But Ollie didn’t want Finn to come like this. He wanted more. Knowing that Finn wanted to fuck him, he needed to slow down.
“Do you have supplies?” Ollie wished he’d known there was a chance of tonight leading them here. Finn had admitted previously that it had been years since he’d had sex. Combine that with the fact that sex with a man wasn’t the same as with a woman, and Ollie feared they were about to be cock-blocked.
“In the nightstand.” Even in the dim light, Ollie could see the adorable flush of Finn’s cheeks. “Wanted to be ready when I got you back in my room. Went to the store this afternoon.”
Ollie pulled back, his eyes meeting Finn’s as he reached for the nightstand, his fingers finding the supplies they needed. Finn watched him, his eyes dark with desire and trust, and Ollie knew that this was right. This was where he belonged.
While he could have easily prepped himself, he wanted them to take every step together. He wanted Finn to feel confident. He wrapped his fingers around Finn’s wrist, turning his palm up. Ollie’s hole clenched as he drizzled lube onto Finn’s fingers, knowing what was about to happen.
“Here,” Ollie whispered, taking Finn’s hand and guiding it between his legs. “Feel this?” He pressed Finn’s fingers against his entrance, circling gently, his breath hitching at the intimate touch. “That’s where I want you, Finn.”
Finn’s breath caught, his fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against Ollie’s sensitive skin. “Like this?” he asked, mimicking the motion, his touch tentative but eager, sending shivers of anticipation up Ollie’s spine.
“Just like that,” Ollie encouraged, his voice husky with desire. His heart pounded with excitement and need. “Now, go slow. Push one finger in, gently.”
Finn nodded, his concentration etched on his face as he followed Ollie’s instructions. His finger breached Ollie’s entrance, the sensation making Ollie gasp, his body clenching around the intrusion.
“That’s it, Finn. God, that feels good.” Ollie’s voice was a low moan, his eyes locked onto Finn’s, drawing him in, urging him to explore further. He hooked his arms under his legs, spreading himself wider, giving Finn free access to his body.
Emboldened, Finn began to move his finger, exploring Ollie’s body with a growing confidence. Ollie guided him, his breath hitching as Finn found the spot that made his body sing. “Right there, Finn. Don’t stop.”
Finn’s fingers were hesitant at first, but he learned quickly, his touch growing more confident as Ollie’s body responded to him. He added another finger, stretching Ollie, preparing him. Ollie’s moans filled the room, his body arching into Finn’s touch.
“You’re doing so good, Finn,” Ollie panted, his eyes locked onto Finn’s. “I’m ready for you. I want you inside me.”
Ollie’s heart pounded with anticipation as Finn’s fingers slowly withdrew, leaving him feeling empty and eager for more. He reached up, cupping Finn’s face, his thumb brushing against the rough stubble.
Finn’s eyes, dark with desire and a hint of nervousness, held Ollie’s gaze. He nodded, his body shifting into position. Ollie could feel his heat, the promise of what was to come, and hetook a deep breath, preparing himself. Ollie opened the condom, rolling it down Finn’s length before presenting himself again.
“Go slow,” Ollie murmured, his hands sliding down to Finn’s hips, guiding him. Finn nodded, his breath hitching as he began to push forward. Ollie gasped, his body stretching to accommodate Finn, the sensation intense and overwhelming.
Finn stilled, his eyes searching Ollie’s face, looking for any sign of discomfort. But Ollie just smiled, his hands reaching up to cup Finn’s face.
“I’m okay,” he whispered, his voice soft and reassuring. “I promise.”
When Finn finally pushed deeper inside him, Ollie gasped, his body stretching to accommodate him. Finn stilled, his eyes searching Ollie’s face, looking for any sign of discomfort. But Ollie just smiled, his hands reaching up to cup Finn’s face.
“I’m okay,” he whispered. “I promise.”
