“I want this off,” Nolan said, tugging at the hem of Finn’s t-shirt.
Finn pulled the shirt off without a moment’s hesitation, flinging it to a far corner of the room and sitting back with both hands on the mattress.
Show off.
Nolan’s hands came up to Finn’s chest automatically, fingers itching to explore all of the exposed, perfectly tanned skin. Finn must have spent a lot of time working without a shirt on, and the thought of that was enough to make Nolan squirm. “Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, splaying his fingers over Finn’s torso and then sliding them up to his shoulders.
He could hardly believe they were doing this, but his nerves were starting to fade, now. He was sitting on top of the most gorgeous man he’d ever met, and Finnlikedit, judging by the look on his face.
“Definitely gonna takethatas a compliment,” Finn responded, pink tongue darting out to wet his lips. “Your turn.”
Nolan paused, taking a moment to realize what Finn wanted and then blushing all over again. All the same, he shrugged off the jacket he hadn’t quite managed to get out of before they headed to the bedroom, letting it fall to the floor behind him.
The cool air made him wince as he pulled Finn’s old t-shirt off over his head, dropping it beside him and hoping it’d end up far enough under the bed that Finn wouldn’t remember about it in the morning. He’d planned on stealing it from the moment he’d put it on. Not only because being a couple of sizes too big made it comfy, but because it still smelled faintly of Finn, and his car, and it was a reminder of one of the nicest days of Nolan’s life.
Evenbeforethis happened.
Finn’s hands went to his waist the moment he had the shirt off, warding off the cold in the room.
“Not gonna run away?” Nolan asked.
Finn shook his head. “I mean, you’re sitting on me…”
Rolling his eyes, Nolan surged forward to kiss Finn again, curling his hands around Finn’s shoulders to keep them both in place. The little spark of pleasure that made his back arch as he kissed Finn didn’t seem like it was about to stop happening anytime soon. He could have kissed Finn all night.
Something alittlemore involved than kissing might have been nice, though. The longer he was with Finn, the more comfortable he got.
The more comfortable he got, the more he wanted Finn to touch him everywhere.
Nolan gasped as he felt the first sign of Finn’s cock swelling, the heat of it taking him by surprise through Finn’s underwear and his own jeans. He looked down to see it, half-hard and just starting to strain the fabric of Finn’s boxer-briefs.
The tips of Nolan’s ears burned as he realized that Finn was hardfor him, and he was probably the first person who ever had been. The thought made him squirm, shifting his weight in Finn’s lap, blood pounding in his ears.
“Can I…” Nolan trailed off, looking back up to meet Finn’s eyes. “Can I, uh. Touch?”
Finn chuckled, flopping back onto the bed and stretching out to give Nolan access, the movement making his waistband slip a little way and reveal a few wisps of blond hair where the light trail down from his belly button tapered off.
Biting his lip, Nolan reached out to run a fingertip along the length of Finn’s cock through his underwear, his stomach swooping as he made contact. He’d never touched another man like this before, and it wascompletelydifferent from touching himself.
“Tell me what you like?” Nolan asked, the urge to find ways to get Finn off rising all over again.
The thought of someoneelsegetting off on what he was doing to them was incredible.
“Definitely into being petted like that,” Finn said, shifting his hips. “How do you feel about taking this slow?”
Nolan raised an eyebrow. “You don’t have to ask that for my sake.”
“I’m asking for mine,” Finn responded. “Seriously. It’s been a while. Ireallylike you. I guess I wanna… enjoy this?”
Nolan nodded, stroking his fingertip up and down the length of Finn’s cock slowly. He got that. He wantedeverything, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted it, but… not now.
He wanted to take his time with Finn and learn every inch of him and enjoy everything about this. It was all new, and he’d waited so long already that it seemed pointless to rush.
“So what did you have in mind?” Nolan asked.
“I was thinking you could probably take your pants off, for a start,” Finn said, nodding to Nolan’s jeans.
Nolan looked down, moving his free hand to the button of his jeans automatically. They weren’t doing much to hide how excited he already was, and keeping them on would be uncomfortable soon enough.
