Jo nodded. “Makes sense. It’s a good thing that was the lesson you got from him, to be honest.”
“Oh I know. I’ve heard some stories.” He frowned a little, then smiled slightly. “Sadly that was what she was expecting, the bad stuff. And when I wasn’t like groping her chest and trying to get into her pants as soon as we were in her room she seemed surprised but also very… I don’t know, relieved? One thing leads to another, we start to make out and I put my hand inside her panties and she’s wet and everything’s going great and she’s having fun and I’m certainly humping her side at this point, fully clothed mind you. And then….” He paused dramatically.
“What happened?”
“I pull my hand out of her pants and it’s covered in blood.”
Josiah’s eyes widened in shock. “Oh my God….”
“At first I thought I’d hurt her, even though I don’t think I put my fingers inside her or anything, but I wasn’t acquainted with vaginas at that point so”—he shrugged—“I wasn’t sure. She freaked the fuck out. She was so embarrassed and horrified and just, you can imagine.”
“She got her period?”
“Yeah. I talked to her through a bathroom door and went to wash my hand in the other bathroom. When I got back, she was still locked in the first one and she was not going to come out. I left because she asked me to, even though I didn’t want to. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t know much about bodies different from mine, but from playing sports I knew bodies did random things sometimes. Surprising things even, and there was nothing to be ashamed about.” He sighed at the memory. “The next day she wouldn’t look me in the eye and didn’t want to talk to me again. I was heartbroken. Much later, like a year or so, I heard that she’d had this upbringing that bodies were shameful somehow. Not open at all, you know? So I guess that explained it.”
“I can’t even picture how it must’ve felt for her,” Josiah, ever empathetic, said quietly.
“Me neither.” He ran fingers through his hair and then looked at Josiah. “What I’m trying to say is this: sex is messy. In numerous ways. Hell, Janet once kneed me in the head so hard that I had a black eye for days. So nothing that happens between us will have me running out the door. It’s just not… me?” He frowned. “At least I don’t think it is?”
Josiah chuckled and took his hand. “I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t think. Iknowthat about you, I do. Fears just aren’t rational.”
Denny squeezed his fingers and felt this shift in the space between them. He let go of Josiah in lieu of touching his nipple.
Josiah hissed in a breath, his eyes closing briefly. “I-I guess we’re doing this then?”
Denny smiled. “Got to start somewhere,” he replied, then tweaked the nipple gently.
Josiah whimpered and grabbed Denny’s arm, then pulled until Denny was halfway on top of him. “Kiss me.”
Groaning, Denny lowered his head and kissed Josiah, putting intent into it now that they were finally here. They made out for a few minutes before Josiah pulled away and pushed Denny.
“On your back,” he said breathlessly.
There was nothing Denny could do but to obey, so he settled against the pillows and looked at Josiah expectantly.
He wasn’t disappointed. Jo pulled his towel off and dropped it to the side, then straddled Denny’s hips. He was so unashamed of his body, the lean muscles and the soft stomach, the tattoos running up and down his arms and shoulders, some spilling to his chest. He was the most gorgeous being Denny had ever seen, right there on top of him, his desire for Denny evident in the way his hard cock bobbed as he moved.
God I’m so in love with him.The thought came out of nowhere and even though it had been there for a while it was still new enough to startle him.
He reached up to touch Josiah with both hands, running his palms from his shoulders to his chest and down his stomach, then around his hips to cup his ass. Josiah’s hips rocked forward at that, and Denny pulled his cheeks apart a little to see how he’d react.
Jo’s eyes flew open and his gaze sharpened. “Do that again.” His tone was all husky and erotic.
Denny did it again, only this time he reached farther to rub a finger over Josiah’s hole. When he let go, Jo groaned and leaned in to kiss him.
Denny snuck a hand between them and wrapped his fingers around another man’s cock for the first time in his life. He felt the heft of it, the touch alone telling him they were pretty equally sized, and when Denny did the thing he liked around the head of Josiah’s dick, it was pretty obvious Josiah liked it just as much.
“Oh God,” Josiah moaned after sucking in a breath. “I don’t want to come yet, you better stop that.”
Denny grinned, feeling pretty happy with himself. Sure, they were both old enough to not have a hair-trigger anymore, but Denny knew his refractory period was longer now too.
“Okay, whatever you want, sweetheart,” he said, letting go.
Josiah made a frustrated sound as he sat up, rocking a little so that Denny’s neglected erection bumped against his ass behind him.
“I want to do all the things but also some fucking needs to happen and I don’t know—”
Denny shut him up by surging up to kiss him again as he took hold of the back of Josiah’s neck with one hand for balance. He stole the words and breath from Josiah’s mouth and pulled back, still holding onto him. “Then fuck me right now, Josiah,” he said, hoping he felt assertive, because something told him that wouldn’t last.
