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Elias: Okay. I will come after my shift.

I lean back on the couch and close my eyes. What would he wear when he comes? Would we end up kissing or would we hold hands? I could do anything except put it in.

I feel guilty for using his desperation, but I know I’ll do it again. Having Elias this way is better than anything else. I smile to myself in the quiet flat.

He belongs to me.

3 WEEKS LATER

Elias leads me into his cramped dorm room and closes the door behind us. The space feels even smaller with both of us inside. There’s barely enough room for the twin bed, a small desk, and a chair pushed against the wall. A single lamp gives off a warm light. Elias looks a little nervous as he sets his backpack down.

“Make yourself comfortable,” he says. “I know it’s not much, but it’s home for now. Do you want some water? I can get you a glass.”

He walks over to the mini fridge and takes out two bottles of water. He hands one to me and opens the other for himself. We both drink in silence for a moment. The cold water feels good after the walk over.

I watch him the whole time. Three weeks have passed since our arrangement started, and tonight I want more than just touching. Last week he let me put it in for the first time. This will be the second time, and I plan to take my time with him.

I set my water down on the desk and step closer. Elias looks up at me. Before he can say anything else, I lean in and kiss him. My hands go to his waist and pull him against me. He makes a small surprised sound but kisses me back.

I keep kissing him deeper while my fingers work on the buttons of his shirt. I push the fabric off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then I pull his t-shirt over his head. His bare chest comes into view, and I run my hands over his skin. My thumbs find his pink nipples and rub them in slow circles.

Elias breathes faster. “Yakov… wait… we just got here.”

I don’t stop. I kiss down his neck and suck lightly on the skin there. “I’ve been thinking about this all day,” I tell him. “I want you now.”

I unbutton his pants and push them down along with his underwear. Elias steps out of them and stands completely naked in front of me. His cock is already starting to get hard. I wrap my hand around it and stroke him slowly.

He moans softly. “That feels good… but go slow, okay?”

I smile against his neck. “I’ll try.”

I take off my own clothes quickly and stand naked with him. My cock is already hard and heavy. I pick up the small bottle of lube from his desk drawer where he keeps it now and set it on the bed.

“Lie down for me,” I say.

Elias climbs onto the twin bed and lies on his back. The mattress is narrow, so there’s not much room. I climb over him and kiss him again. My hand goes back to his cock and strokes him while I rub my own against his thigh.

He groans and shifts under me. “Yakov… It’s too much already. Please be gentle tonight.”

I kiss his chest and take one of his pink nipples into my mouth. I suck on it and flick my tongue across the hard little bud. Elias arches his back and moans louder.

“Ah… that feels… oh god…”

I move to the other nipple and give it the same attention. My hand never stops stroking his cock. Precum leaks from the tip, making my fingers slick. I reach for the lube, open it, and squeeze some onto my fingers.

I slide one finger between his cheeks and rub his hole in slow circles. Elias tenses up.

“Relax for me,” I say softly. “I’ll go slow at first.”

I push one finger inside him. He’s still tight from last week. Elias gasps and grabs my shoulders.

“It’s too much… Yakov… please… just one finger for now.”

I move the finger in and out gently while I kiss his neck. After a minute, I add a second finger. Elias moans, and his hips move a little.

“Fuck… it burns a bit… be careful…”

I scissor my fingers and stretch him open. I curl them until I find the spot that makes him cry out.