Bryce’s breath moved against Sage’s neck, and Sage put his hand on Bryce’s forearm. Bryce kissed the spot under his ear, and Sage turned enough to meet him. The first kiss was soft and slow. The second one was deeper. Sage’s hand slid up Bryce’s shoulder. Bryce’s hand tightened at his waist.
“Okay?” Bryce asked.
“Yeah.”
“Can we talk for a minute?” Bryce kissed Sage again before moving back.
“Yeah.”
“I need to know what you want,” Bryce said. “And what you don’t want.”
Sage nodded. “Same,” Sage said. “We’ve done things I thought would take us time to get to.”
Bryce smiled as picked at a loose thread on the cushion. “Last night was good. I want more. I don’t want to guess, though.”
Sage met Bryce’s eyes. “Neither do I.” Sage hesitated, then said, “Do you want to top me, and then I’ll top you?”
“Yeah,” Bryce said. “Both. Then we figure out what we like or don’t like. I’ve never done this, and I know you haven’t either.”
Sage nodded. “We try it both ways. It could be one of us prefers to top and the other…bottoms?”
Bryce looked at him and nodded. “But I want to say it out loud. If, at any point, either of us wants to stop, we stop.”
“Always,” Sage said. “And we talk. I’ve heard it can hurt the first time if we rush it.”
“Same, and I don’t want either of us to get hurt. So, er, who goes first?” Bryce asked, half a smile forming on his lips.
“This is so clinical.” Sage chuckled and looked at him. “You picked dinner, so I’ll pick this.”
“Okay.” Bryce stood and held his hand out. “Bedroom would be good.”
Bryce led Sage into the bedroom and then turned to face him. He framed Sage’s face with his hands and kissed him. Sage returned the kiss, his hands sliding around Bryce’s body. “Let’s go to bed. I want to see you naked.”
Sage chuckled softly. “You can’t resist me.”
“No, I can’t.” Bryce pulled him closer and kissed him. Sage moaned into it as he pushed Bryce’s T-shirt up. He moved away from Bryce’s lips and kissed down his chest. “Sage,” Bryce groaned. “I missed you today,” Bryce whispered against his lips.
Sage nodded. “Me too.”
They kissed again. Longer and deeper, tongues tangling together. Bryce eased away and then pulled his T-shirt off. Sage watched as Bryce undid his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down his legs and then kicked them off. He stood naked, and all Sage could do was look.
“Sage,” Bryce murmured as he tugged on age’s T-shirt. Sage took a deep breath and stripped off until he stood naked. He watched Bryce’s eyes move over his body, then Bryce was kissing him again, moving them until Bryce could ease Sage onto the bed. “I want you to fuck me first.”
Sage gulped, his eyes going wide. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah. I want to feel you inside. Is it too much?”
Sage shook his head. “No. I want to. Do you have what we need?”
Bryce reached across to the table next to his bed and opened the top drawer. Sage watched him place a bottle of lube and a condom on it. He took a deep breath. His heart rate picked up when he realized that they were actually going to do it.
Pulling Bryce back to him, Sage carefully rolled them over, so he was on top and stared down into Bryce’s eyes. “Are you sure you want me to go first?”
“Yeah. I really want to feel you.”
Nodding, Sage leaned down and kissed him. “I’ll go slow.”
“That would be good.” Bryce grinned. “Until I tell you to go faster or harder.”
