Decision made, he climbed off Finn with a sigh and unbuttoned them, pausing for just the barest second before pushing them down and letting them pool around his ankles.
A wolf-whistle from Finn made him blush.
Finn wiggled his eyebrows when Nolan looked up, having settled himself in the middle of the bed now, propped up on one elbow. He’d kicked his jeans off, too.
“Show me your butt,” he said, making the universalturn aroundgesture with one finger.
The back of Nolan’s neck burned, but he stepped out of his jeans, kicked them aside, and turned around so he was facing away from Finn.
“Nice,” Finn enthused behind him. “Always thought it would be.”
Nolan shifted his weight, blushing even harder. Then, with a surge of confidence, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pushed them down, too.
Behind him, Finn’s breath hitched.
Smirking, he bent down to pull his socks off one at a time. The position made him feel impossibly exposed, and he knew Finn could seeeverythingfrom this angle, but…
He trusted Finn. And this was a lot easier to do without having to look him in the eyes at the same time.
When he turned back around, Finn was staring at him with darkened eyes, a ring of green just visible around blown pupils, his lips just barely parted.
“Am I, uh… okay?” Nolan asked, sure that Finn approved but needing to hear it out loud all the same.
“You’re perfect,” Finn responded, swallowing as his voice broke on the last syllable.
“I’ll take perfect,” Nolan murmured, looking down at his own bare toes.
“Good, because I haven’t got a better word,” Finn said. “Come over here?” he asked, patting the space beside him on the bed.
Nolan had imagined walking into his bedroom and seeing a man like Finn stretched out on his mattress, inviting him to join him a thousand times.
Now it wasreal.
He climbed onto the bed, moving to lie beside Finn, close enough to reach out and touch.
Finn smiled another one of his kind smiles, laying a hand on Nolan’s waist. His thumb stroked tiny circles on the soft skin there, and for the first time, Nolan realized thathewas nervous, too.
That made all this a lot easier.
“I don’t bite, either,” Nolan said, remembering their first conversation on the day they’d met.
“Not even if I ask nicely?” Finn teased, grinning broadly at him.
“Well,maybe,” Nolan shrugged. “I don’t actually know if I bite. I can probably do whatever makes you happiest.”
“Without trying to sound like a broken record… kiss me again?” Finn asked, licking his lips nervously. As though he thought it was possible Nolan might refuse.
Nolan laughed as he surged forward, closing the gap between them on the bed and moaning happily as their lips met, pressing his bare skin up against Finn’s for the first time.
His head spun at the sensation, heat rushing south as he curled a hand around Finn’s shoulder from behind, holding him close. The soft, delicate skin of his belly brushed against Finn’s, sparks of pleasure going off between them and making him gasp for air.
Feeling brave, Nolan hooked one leg over Finn’s hip, bringing them together and gasping as he felt Finn’s cock brush against his own through the single layer of fabric separating them now.
This felt sogoodNolan could have burst with it. The feeling welled up inside him, excitement and joy and relief that this was okay, that it was happening and he wasn’t freaking out washing over him like waves at high tide.
He wouldn’t so much have minded drowning in Finn.
“Feels good, right?” Finn asked breathlessly between kisses, rocking his hips against Nolan’s, angling them just right so both of their half-hard cocks skimmed against each other.
