The emotion came fast. I could feel the tears coming, so I buried my head in his chest, and he stroked the back of my head. “I don’t feel like that.” I finally whispered.
“I know, baby. But you should.”
The vibration of his voice in his chest soothed me. I felt a sense of safety I’d never known before. “Bear with me while I learn how?” I asked.
“I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for as long as it takes for you to feel as obsessed with yourself as I am for you.” He tipped my chin up so that I was looking at him. He was still clothed while I stood there, completely naked, pressed against him. The air in the room chilled my skin, but my insides were hot.
Then, Theo kneeled before me, kissing my stomach on his way down
Oh. My. God.I still couldn’t believe it was all happening. Theo was on his knees before me, and my brain couldn’t keep up with how incredible it all felt.
He began licking my length, and I released a gasp. I quickly covered my mouth. I didn’t want to wake anyone up.
Theo looked up at me with reverence, his eyes dark anddetermined, then he swallowed my cock. He struggled at first. I could sense it was all so foreign to him, but then he developed a rhythm, sucking me down as he stared into my eyes.
He pulled off and asked, “Is this okay? Am I doing it right?”
I looked down, and it hit me that my fantasy had come true. The scene I replayed in my mind while other men touched me was finally real. “It’s perfect, Theo. You’re perfect.”
He smiled when I said that, then opened his mouth to swallow my length. “It feels so good, baby. Just like that,” I whispered.
My body pulsed and bucked as he swirled his tongue over the sensitive part of my head. He grabbed my hips, his fingers kneading my ass, and held me steady.
Theo became a machine, sucking my cock with vigor. It was so much better than any fantasy I’d ever had. It wasn’t just sexual; it was more. It was like Theo was worshipping me, and I could see it in his eyes. I could feel him cherishing me. My body grew hot. I looked up at the ceiling, my hand over my mouth, trying so hard not to cry out.
I was close. I looked down and tapped him, trying to signal that I was going to come without screaming. A mischievous look took over his face. He didn’t relent, and he didn’t back away. He just kept sucking until I shot down his throat. Both hands covered my mouth as the force of the orgasm rocked me on my feet. I would have fallen over had he not been holding me steady. He sucked me until I became too sensitive, and I forced him to pull back. He let go, and I fell onto the bed, arms stretched to my sides, breathing heavily.
Soon, Theo crawled up next to me and kissed me. The salty, bitter taste of my release covered his lips. I loved it. Tasting me on him… It didn’t get better than that.
We kissed more, then I lowered my hand to his cock, my hand gripping it through his boxers.
He rested his hand on mine and said, “No. Tonight was about you. I wanted to make you feel good. I’m fine.”
I was confused. “Why?”
Theo kissed me again before saying, “I love making you feel good. That’s what I wanted. I’m satisfied. I just want to hold you in my arms now, while we sleep.”
I felt guilty, but I was also totally blissed out from the orgasm I just had. “Are you sure?” I asked.
“Very.”
We crawled under the covers, and Theo pulled me in, resting my head on his chest. He reached over and turned off the nightlight and said, “Goodnight, Pretty Boy.”
“Goodnight, Theo. My big honkin’ stud.”
He chuckled at that, and soon, his cute little snore emerged.
For the first time in my life, my head was filled with… nothing. There was no longing for what wasn’t, no dread over what tomorrow would hold, and no pain over the past.
My mind was silent. So, I just lay in his arms and fell asleep.
Theo
Morning light filtered through the windows. I’d been up for a while, thinking about everything. I went from being unsure if Asher would even want me to finding out he’d wanted me all along. In a matter of approximately twelve hours, we went from friends to lovers.
My head was spinning.
There was also something that I needed to get off my chest. We had to talk.
