Chapter Seventeen
The soft cotton of Julian’s sheets rustled under Isaac’s back as he settled on the bed under Julian’s instructions, completely naked. He could feel himself trembling with a combination of nerves and excitement, his throat tight and dry.
“Hey, it’s okay to be scared,” Julian said, coming to kneel beside him. Isaac glanced at his hand, seeing a condom wrapper and a tube of lubricant there, and wet his lips.
They were really doing this. And Isaacwantedit, but…
Like Julian said, it was okay to be scared.
“If you need to stop atanytime, you just tell me, okay?” Julian looked seriously at him. “No pressure. I’m not gonna suddenly turn into an asshole over this. You won’t disappoint me by stopping, even halfway, even almost all the way. Got it?”
Isaac nodded, knowing all that was true already. He appreciated it being said aloud, though, since it made it easier tobelieve.
Julian smiled at him, a warm, easy smile that glowed with pride, his eyes already dark with lust, and swallowed.
When did Julian get so hot?
Isaac licked his lips, his eyes trailing down Julian’s body, taking in harder, leaner lines than he was used to looking at. The change wasgood, though, and as he got to the top of Julian’s dark treasure trail, Isaac could feel his mouth watering.
He wanted to trace that with his tongue sometime. Not now, but… sometime. Julian would probably like that.
His tongue darted out to wet his lips again as he came to Julian’s half-hard cock, a surge of arousal making his stomach tense. Julian was hard for him.
Julian chuckled, disturbing Isaac from his thoughts. Isaac looked up, unsure what was funny.
“Your latent bisexuality is showing, babe.” Julian smiled at him, uncapping the lube and pouring what seemed like a generous amount onto his fingers.
Good. Isaac wasn’t afraid to admit to being wary about this, so he appreciated Julian being cautious.
“Babe?” he asked, indignant.
It took Isaac about half a second to realize that he’d made a mistake in reacting like that. Julian grinned wickedly, his eyes flashing in the low light of the bedroom.
“Sweetie, then? Oh, no, wait,sugar-plum,” he said, glee written all over his face.
“No,” Isaac objected.
“Honey bear?” Julian asked mock-innocently. “Angel face? Lover boy?”
“You know what? Babe was fine,” Isaac said, increasingly horrified by the ideas Julian was coming up with. If he had to pick one, he was sorry he’d objected to babe in the first place.
Julian laughed, still warming the lube between his fingers. He nudged Isaac’s thighs apart with his free hand, bending down to press a kiss against Isaac’s raised knee.
“How about,” he began, trailing slick fingers along the sensitive inside of Isaac’s thigh, making him gasp. “I just call you Isaac?”
Isaac whimpered as Julian’s fingers brushed against his balls, trailing back further, getting close to their destination. He squirmed as a knuckle brushed against the sensitive spot just behind his balls, a little pressure there making all his senses light up.
He already felt raw and vulnerable, spread out like this, waiting for Julian to do things to him that no one had ever done before. Every touch, even the lightest brush, felt so much more intense than it ever had.
Julian shifted as he circled Isaac’s hole with one finger, not pushing inside yet, but adding a little pressure from time to time, as though he wasaboutto. Isaac bit his lip, anticipation making his belly tight, making his toes curl into the mattress.
He gripped the sheets beside him, heart pounding as he waited for Julian to make that final push.
He watched as Julian leaned down, throwing his head back with a groan as Julian licked a stripe along the underside of his cock. At the same moment, Julian pushed his finger inside, using the distraction to help Isaac relax.
Isaac squirmed at the feeling, his cock throbbing with interest as Julian’s mouth hovered over it, his warm breath ghosting over the skin, his tongue notquiteclose enough. The finger inside him felt strange, completely new, but not bad. Not bad at all.
Curiosity was just starting to override fear, and Isaac’s body clearly knew what he wanted. His hips rocked in a tiny circle, eager to take more, explore this weird new feeling, test out how much he liked it.
