Cody nodded as he pulled out his phone and brought up the Uber app. “Do you still have some of that lube?” he asked.
Damn, this boy was speaking my language. “Sure do.”
“Good. We’ll need it.” He looked up from his phone. His eyes bored into me with a heat that almost made me fall to my knees. “I want you to fuck me tonight, Rafael.”
If the ground suddenly opened up and I fell out on the other side of the planet, I don’t think I would have been more shocked than I was when Cody uttered those beautiful words.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
He nodded. Fuck, the look of quiet determination etched into his face was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Cody haddecidedhe was getting fucked, and I was the lucky man for the occasion.
Bossy-bottom-energy for the win.
Cody held up his phone, showing the ride was only a few minutes away. “I’m sure. Just…maybe not our usual rough stuff tonight. I love doing that, but this will be my first time getting…you know.”
I moved closer. “Gettingfuuuuucked?”I drawled out as I thrust my hips into him.
Cody giggled; he literally giggled. We needed to get home quick or I was liable to fuck him right there on the side of the road.
“Yeah…” Cody remarked. “So, I just need you to be gentle. Okay?”
“Of course,” I replied. “There’s a time and place for kink. Tonight is not the time.”
Our Uber arrived, and I wrapped my pinky around Cody’s, solidifying the deal that I wouldn’t treat him like a human blow-up doll.
That’s for later.
We hopped into the car. Our pinkies found each other again, and we didn’t disconnect the whole way home.
***
Cody was in the bathroom prepping, and I felt awkward as all hell lying on my bed, waiting for him. I kept adjusting my position. I didn’t want Cody to walk in while I was lying there in some cheesy Fabio pose, but I also didn’t want to look like a fish out of water.
I’d had sex before, but having sex with Cody felt monumental. The other times were very spur-of-the-moment: backseats of cars, parties, under the bleachers at a football game—you know, the usual. Waiting for Cody on the bed felt very… sacramental.
I prayed the vibe wouldn’t feel that awkward once Cody arrived.
Speaking of…
Cody entered, wearing nothing but a pair of red boxer briefs. I kind of missed the palm trees, but I liked the color. His sheepish gaze turned hungry as he raked his eyes over my half-naked form on the bed. I, too, only had a pair of black briefs on.
Cody’s body looked otherworldly. The glow of the moon illuminated him, accentuating the lines of his muscular form.
My mouth watered as I took in the beautiful boy who had upended my life. “Come here,” I said.
Cody approached, climbing onto the bed and crawling closer.
He lay next to me, and I rolled over and locked lips with him. My body enveloped his, and the unmistakable feeling of possessiveness consumed me as I wrapped my arms around him.
Cody’s soft mewling sounds lit a fire in the base of my stomach.
He gently pressed his hand to my face, signaling me to stop. “Should we talk about…like…um…”
“I was tested at my last physical right before I moved here,” I said. “Haven’t been with anyone since.” Cody nodded. “You?” I asked.
“Uh-s-same.”
“I can wear a condom if you want.”
