Hedidwant this. He just wanted to take it a little slower, and he wasn’t sure how to ask.
Thankfully, Reid seemed to be happy to take the hint.
Reid chuckled into his ear. “Well, you’re cute, and naked. I can’t help that. But I’m not gonna do anything you aren’t ready for.”
Gabriel took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, letting his mind clear. Excitement and fear were clouding his judgement, getting in the way of what he really wanted.
“I’m ready for this,” he said, lifting a hand and resting it on Reid’s side, just barely touching him. He didn’t know how Reid would want to be touched, or where, but Gabriel needed the contact. Needed to get back that feeling of being wanted, the awe that someone like Reid—someone as beautiful, smart, and kind—would be interested in him.
“What’re you ready for?” Reid asked, kissing his way along Gabriel’s neck. “Exactly.”
“I…”
Gabriel didn’t have an answer to that. He had no idea what was on offer, much less how to ask for it. All he knew was that he wanted Reid to touch him.
That seemed like a good place to start.
“I just want your hands on me,” he said, his stomach clenching as he pictured it, remembered what it felt like.
Reid raised himself to his knees, leaning over Gabriel’s body, the skin-on-skin contact that had been both too much and not enough a moment ago gone except for where Gabriel had his hand on Reid’s skin, and where Reid’s knees were pressed against Gabriel’s thighs, straddling his legs.
Gabriel missed the warmth instantly. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but Reid was too far away for his taste now.
Reid braced one hand against the arm of the couch behind Gabriel’s head, the other trailing down his chest, then his stomach, inching closer to where Gabriel wanted it most.
This was better.
He hadn’t realized how much he wanted Reid to touch his cock until he was within an inch of it, the warmth of his hand close enough to feel.
Gabriel hissed as Reid wrapped his fingers around his length, swiping precome away from the head and spreading it down with his thumb, slicking the way.
This wasn’t what he’d meant when he’d asked for Reid’s hands on him, but it was turning out to be exactly what he needed. Gabriel’s hips arched away from the couch as Reid twisted his wrist just right, making him bite down hard on his lip.
“Good?” Reid asked, settling his weight on top of Gabriel’s thighs, his balls resting between Gabriel’s legs, tickling his own.
Gabriel nodded, still biting down on his lip, overwhelmed by how good it was.
Reid laughed, rocking his hips against Gabriel, shifting his hand so their cocks rubbed together, sending sparks of pleasure straight to the base of Gabriel’s spine.
“There’s so much more than this,” Reid said. “I’d love to show you.”
Gabriel’s stomach bottomed out at the thought of more. He wasn’t an idiot. He knew about at least some of the ways two men could have sex, but he was glad Reid wasn’t pushing for more. He’d told himself it’d be fine, Reid would be gentle, but this… this was better.
Being allowed to go at his own pace was better.
“I wanna… can I…” Gabriel licked his lips, swallowing to wet his throat. “Could I touch you?”
Reid chuckled, shifting more of his weight to Gabriel’s legs. “Anywhere you want,” he said, grinning down at Gabriel.
With his pulse pounding in his ears, Gabriel reached out to trail a fingertip along the underside of Reid’s cock, licking his lips as he brushed over soft skin, his stomach swooping as he wrapped his fingers around it, feeling it pulse in his hand.
Gabriel gasped for air, shocked at how turned on he was by touching Reid’s cock.
“Feels good,” Reid murmured.
“Yeah.” Gabriel swallowed, arousal welling up in the pit of his stomach. Maybe this was awkward, but he’d rarely felt this good about sex.
He could only imagine what it'd be like if he had the chance to get used to it.
