Page 70 of Catching Sparkles

He nodded slowly, looking amused. The way the corner of his pouty lips perked up made him look so adorable it should have been illegal.

My perpetual ray of sunshine, always following me around to chase away my shadows. I’d spent so much time in dark, gloomy depths the last few years, I hadn’t even realized how much I’d needed someone like him. His particular brand of effervescent warmth wasn’t like anyone else I’d ever known. It was impossible not to seek it out. Impossible not to keep needing it.

Once we’d stripped down, made more difficult by the way we didn’t want to let our mouths separate as we made out, we tumbled into the shower and he flipped on the warm spray.

He soaped me up and kneaded down my whole body starting with my shoulders, all the way down my back, my ass, and even my thighs and calves. By the time he was done pressing his palms into all my muscles and rubbing the tension out, I was practically melting against the wall, a pliant puddle of total relaxation as he rinsed me off with the handheld shower head. When he dropped down to his knees in front of me, taking my stiff cock into his mouth, I hissed out a breath, letting my head fall back to rest against the cool tile.

He worked me with his tongue, teasing the notch on the underside of my head with his piercing, and then taking me to the back of his throat. I tangled my fingers into his bright hair, groaning at the perfect, wet suction, until I couldn’t stop rocking my hips against his face. I could feel myself getting close, whimpering when he popped his mouth off, letting my dick smack back up against my abs.

“Don’t stop,” I pleaded, when he looked up at me with his sultry eyes and swollen lips. “I’m close.”

“Turn around,” he ordered, panting as he gave my hips a firm squeeze.

“W-what?” I asked, the haze of lust settled over my brain making it hard to process the request. “Why?”

“Because I want to rim you.”

I felt my eyes pop wide and all my gooey, relaxed muscles tense up again. “Why?”

He gave me an odd look. “Um, because it’s fun? And you’ll like it? You’ll be totally relaxed.”

I’d really thought I was done balking over doing stuff with him, but this was a new one for me. I hadn’t even thought about being on the receiving end of that particular act. Or any act that involved my hole.

“Uh… I-I don’t know, Kendall.”

He snorted, pressing the back of his hand to his mouth to stifle his giggles, like he thought my obvious trepidation was hilarious. “What are you so nervous about? You do this to me all the time.”

“Well, yeah,” I admitted, swallowing hard. “That’s because you… You know, like butt stuff. You’re into that.”

“And you’re not?”

“Ah… I don’t know. Probably not.”

He let out another huff of laughter, stroking his hand up and down my thigh, squeezing it comfortingly. “Don’t overthink it, okay? It’s just nerve endings. It doesn’t mean anything about you. If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

“Um… okay,” I finally relented, trying not to wince at my own anxiety as I flipped around to face the wall, bracing my hands on it like I was getting searched by the police. I glanced down at myself, half expecting that my cock would have gone soft. But it was still hard as stone, straining up toward my navel. “This isn’t, like, some gateway thing, right?”

“Gateway?”

“Yeah. I mean, this isn’t going to make me want to, you know… Bottom, is it?” I could barely force the word out.

“I don’t really know how to answer that, Rhys. That’s kind of up to you.”

“Okay,” I said, feeling like an idiot. “Sorry.”

“You don’t have to be sorry, baby,” he murmured, using that sweet, soothing tone that always worked on me without fail. “If you don’t like it, it’s okay.”

I didn’t say anything else, but when one of his hands traveled up the back of my thigh to cup my sac, gently rolling it in his palm, I shivered. That definitely felt good. He started slowly, lightly teasing my taint to get me used to the feeling before brushing over my hole.

I whimpered, clenching against his fingertip. It didn’t feel bad, but I’d never put anything in there before. But he didn’t push in, he just stroked little circles over me until I felt a syrupy pull in my groin, and I realized my cock was pulsing, leaking precum down my shaft. So despite my reservations, my body was definitely enjoying it on some level.

I tensed up again when he spread my ass open with his thumbs, anticipation buzzing through me like electricity. When the tip of his tongue slid over my rim I let out a choked sound of surprise.

“Does it feel okay, baby?” Kendall asked softly, his breath coming out warm against my sensitive skin.

“Yeah,” I breathed out. “You can keep going.”

He licked over me, my hole fluttering against his tongue as he changed up the speed and pressure until I was a quivering mess. When he finally pushed inside, spearing me with it like he was fucking me, my knees felt like they were turning to jelly. Goosebumps broke out over my skin as I cried out.