Chapter Thirteen #4
Those words ignited something in Eric. He liked the idea of being rewarded for his accomplishments. He liked feeling like he had earned this pleasure.
He propped himself on his elbows so he could watch Kyle take him deep again.
Kyle glanced up at him through his lashes, his lips stretched wide around Eric’s cock, and if he could smirk right now, Eric was sure that he would.
Kyle didn’t seem at all self-conscious about being watched; he seemed to enjoy it, actually, working Eric’s cock while moaning happily as if it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
Kyle’s fingers trailed over Eric’s balls, and then down to the sensitive skin below them. He pressed there, and the pressure sent a jolt through Eric. Kyle chuckled around Eric’s cock and kept massaging him, rubbing slow, firm circles that felt incredible.
Eric tensed when Kyle touched a fingertip to his hole. It was a gentle touch, brushing the puckered skin, but it was so unusual and exciting that suddenly he was right on the edge of coming again.
He closed his eyes and breathed through the intense desire to come. He commanded himself not to, wanting more of Kyle’s mouth and his fingers. He wasn’t ready for this to be over.
Mercifully, Kyle pulled off then, giving Eric a moment to retreat from the brink.
Eric watched as Kyle sucked two of his own fingers into his mouth, soaking them in saliva, then grinning as he held them up for Eric to see.
Before Eric could react, Kyle was taking his cock into his mouth again.
A second later, his slick fingers were pressing against Eric’s hole.
Distantly, Eric had the thought that he should have set a bottle of lube on his nightstand so Kyle could have easy access, but he didn’t want to interrupt what was happening now. Even without proper lube, the circles Kyle was tracing on Eric’s entrance were electric.
“Good?” Kyle asked, checking in.
“Yeah,” Eric said hoarsely. “Feels amazing.”
“This?” Kyle asked, pressing slightly at his hole. Eric gasped, shocked at how good that felt. He had told Kyle he wasn’t ready for penetration, but suddenly he was desperate for something.
“Do that again,” he panted. “Please.”
Kyle grinned knowingly as he pushed again, slightly harder this time. Eric’s groan was so loud he instinctively covered his mouth with his arm.
“Uh uh,” Kyle said, wrapping a hand firmly around Eric’s wrist and pulling his arm away. He held it in the air above Eric’s head, which was an entirely new intense sensation. “Don’t hide those beautiful noises from me. I earned those.”
Eric’s mouth spread into a wide, probably goofy smile as he gazed up at Kyle.
One hand still held his wrist high in the air, and the other was rubbing careful fingers against his hole.
In that moment, Eric felt perfectly happy and relaxed and he enjoyed the view of the beautiful man who was taking care of him.
Kyle’s erection jutted out, dark and still shiny with Eric’s spit.
Without even realizing he was doing it, Eric reached for it, wrapping his free hand around the shaft and stroking it slowly and gently like he’d been instructed to do to his own cock before.
Kyle dropped his wrist, which felt like a loss until Kyle moved that hand to Eric’s cock.
They locked eyes as they stroked each other, and Eric was shocked by how dark Kyle’s normally pale eyes were.
His lips were red and swollen from sucking Eric’s cock, and his skin was flushed across his chest and up his neck.
He looked absolutely stunning, like a fallen angel who was only on this planet to teach mortals how to fuck.
The whimsical fantasy made Eric groan, which made Kyle smile wickedly.
He let go of Eric’s cock, and shifted down the bed, forcing Eric to release Kyle’s cock as well. He licked a stripe up Eric’s shaft, then said, “You want me to finish you like this?”
Every part of Eric screamed yes, even though he knew he’d be sorry when it was over. He nodded, then bravely said, “I want you to push inside me. A little.”
Kyle looked thrilled by this request. “I’ll go slow,” he promised. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“Okay.”
Kyle took Eric’s cock in his mouth, and for a minute or so his fingers just continued their gentle circles around Eric’s entrance.
The anticipation, mixed with the ecstasy of having his cock expertly sucked, sent him soaring.
His toes curled and his fingers flexed against the blankets as he willed himself not to come before Kyle could press inside him.
Finally, he felt the thrilling pressure of Kyle’s fingertip breeching him. He tried to relax, wanting to invite him in. Kyle kept working his cock with his talented mouth, but his gaze flitted up to Eric’s face, watching his reaction.
Eric couldn’t say anything. He could only grit his teeth, as the inevitability of his orgasm set in.
He tried to fight it, but Kyle was bobbing his head and doing complicated things with his tongue in exactly the right spot, all while his finger created a perfect, burning pressure inside him, and Eric couldn’t stop his orgasm from triggering.
“I’m coming. Fuck, Kyle, I’m—”
He was cut off by the force of his climax, his release rocketing out of him while his mind went blissfully quiet. Every part of him was consumed by pure pleasure, and Kyle stayed right where he was, sucking and swallowing until Eric was drained.
When it was over, Eric dropped his head to the pillows, panting. “Sorry. I tried to last.”
Kyle was kissing the insides of Eric’s thighs. “You were perfect.” He slid his finger out of Eric’s ass, and Eric felt a surprising sensation of emptiness.
“That was...” Eric searched for words. “Incredible.”
“Mm.” Then Kyle sat up and walked on his knees until he was straddling Eric’s waist. He took his own cock in his hand and started stroking quickly. “I’ll make sure it lasts next time. I want to edge you for ages, until you’re begging for release. You ever done that?”
“Done what?” Eric’s brain wasn’t functioning well after that orgasm, or with a front-row seat to Kyle jerking himself off. Or with Kyle’s casual mention of next time.
“Edging. Seeing how long you can last. Bringing yourself right to the brink and then backing off. Over and over again.” His voice was strained as he described it. “I want to do that to you. Make you absolutely lose control. I think you need that.”
“Yeah,” Eric said hoarsely. Suddenly he absolutely needed the thing that he’d barely heard of until now. He wanted Kyle to pull him apart like that.
Kyle reached behind himself and Eric realized he was probably playing with his own hole.
Should Eric be offering to help here? Probably.
But Kyle wasn’t telling him to and he looked so fucking hot doing this to himself that Eric couldn’t move.
He was mesmerized, watching the blur of Kyle’s hand as it flew over his cock, and the beautiful blissed-out expression on his face.
His lips were slack and swollen, and his eyes were closed.
“Aw, fuck. I’m gonna come.”
“Yeah, do it,” Eric said, then added, boldly, “All over me. Come on.”
Kyle opened his eyes. “Fuck. Fuck.”
They both watched as his release jetted out of him, striping Eric’s chest. Kyle’s face was gorgeous when he came, dreamy and flushed as sweet little whimpers of ecstasy tumbled out of him.
Eric steadied him with firm hands on his hips, and for a moment they just stared at each other, wide-eyed and, for Eric’s part at least, thunderstruck by how strongly he wanted more of this man.
He pulled him down into a long, slow kiss that he hoped expressed gratitude more than the adoration he actually felt. When they broke apart, Kyle collapsed on the bed beside him and said, “I’ll clean that up. Just give me a second.”
“No rush.”
Kyle laughed. “So this mess you don’t mind?”
Eric gazed down at the glistening, sticky streaks on his chest as Kyle’s beautiful moans from a moment ago echoed in his ears. “It doesn’t bother me at all, actually.”
They stayed like that for a while, beside each other, but not speaking or looking at each other.
Eric was grappling with the enormity of this moment.
He knew that this sort of thing meant almost nothing to Kyle, but Eric had never had sex outside of a romantic relationship before, let alone with a man.
And his heart was screaming, absurdly, for him to wrap his arms around Kyle and never let him go. It was a lot to process.
Eventually, Kyle pulled himself up to a sitting position and patted Eric on the shoulder. “I’ll get a cloth. Is there one in the bathroom?”
“Yeah, there’s a shelf with some.”
“Okay.”
Eric stretched his arms out in a T-shape, and blew out a long breath. This was the same bed he’d woken up in. Did he feel different now? Was he ending his day a changed man?
Well, he had another man’s cum drying on his chest. That was different.
He started to laugh. Kyle emerged from the bathroom and paused when he heard Eric’s uncharacteristic giggling. “Uh oh. I broke you.”
“No.” Eric scrubbed a hand over his face, trying to compose himself. “No. I’m just...overwhelmed.”
Kyle sat on the bed beside him. “Good or bad?”
“Good,” Eric said quickly. “Really good.”
“It seemed like you enjoyed yourself,” Kyle teased. Eric grinned lazily in response.
The cloth felt warm and soothing as Kyle washed away all traces of himself from Eric’s skin and chest hair. Again, it occurred to Eric that he should be helping, or just take the cloth and do it himself, but this was nice, and Kyle didn’t seem to mind.
“I love your chest hair,” Kyle said. He dragged the fingers of his free hand through the damp curls. “So fucking sexy.”
“Thanks.” Eric grabbed his hand and tangled their fingers together.
He kissed the top of Kyle’s hand, then pulled him on top of him so he could kiss him again.
It was another slow and lazy exploration, and Eric thought it might be even better than their urgent, hungry kisses.
He would happily kiss Kyle like this forever, especially if he kept making those happy little sighs.
Kyle stacked his fists on Eric’s sternum, then rested his chin playfully on top. “So. Sex with men: what’s the verdict?”
A million thoughts flew through Eric’s brain, but all he managed to say was, “I liked it.”
Kyle’s eyes went wide, then he rolled off of Eric. “Wow,” he said flatly. “Wow.”
Eric laughed and tried to grab him, but Kyle scooted away. “I loved it,” Eric clarified. “That was great.”
“Too late. You just described sex with me the same way people describe a new flavor of M&M’s.”
“Kyle.” Eric rolled to his side and shuffled over until he was gazing down at Kyle. “That was incredible. Life changing. I never lived until today.”
Kyle’s eyes narrowed. “It’s a start.”
Eric kissed his forehead and then rolled off the bed and onto his feet. He went to the bathroom, feeling giddy.
“Ooh. I haven’t gotten a good look at your ass yet,” Kyle called from the bed. “Holy hell, dude.”
Eric wiggled it a bit, which earned him a whistle. He knew he had a great ass. It was one of many things that he was in danger of losing once he retired.
When Eric returned from the bathroom, Kyle was already dressed.
“You’re leaving?”
“Yeah. I thought... I mean, it’s still pretty early. I can go home.”
Eric tried not to let his disappointment show. “Sure. That makes sense.”
“Although I’m sure I would sleep like a log in that bed. Or your guest bed again,” Kyle added quickly. “I’m not going to assume that—”
Eric grabbed a fresh pair of underwear from his dresser. “If you stayed the night, you’d be welcome to share my bed. Or sleep in the guest room. Your choice.”
“Maybe next time.”
Eric froze for a second, then resumed stepping into his briefs. Kyle had mentioned a next time before, but that had been when he was on the brink of orgasm. Did he really want to do this again? Did he actually want to do that edging thing?
“Next time?” Eric asked, hoping his tone didn’t betray how eager he was.
“If you want. I mean, I know your mind is blown right now, but we barely scratched the surface tonight. I have much to teach you.”
Eric huffed. “Okay, professor. Maybe we can schedule something next week.”
“Sounds hot. I’ll send you an appointment reminder.”
Eric pulled on some sweatpants. “Or you can be a brat about it.”
Kyle crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Eric’s waist. “I just remembered I’m busy for the next six years.”
“That’s too bad. I’ll probably be dead after that.”
Kyle kissed him. “You’ll be even sexier in six years, I’ll bet.”
Eric walked Kyle down to the front door and got him his jacket. Kyle fished his phone out of the pocket and laughed. “Kip’s inviting me to your Saturday afternoon game.”
Eric loved the idea of Kyle watching him play. He wanted to show off for him. “Can’t get enough of me, huh?”
“I want to see how flexible you are.” Kyle waggled his eyebrows, which made Eric laugh.
“Thank you,” Eric said awkwardly before opening the door. “This really was...well, it was more than I’d ever hoped for. It was perfect. Thanks.”
Kyle’s eyes were soft. “I had fun. Keep in touch, all right?”
“I will.”
“And,” Kyle added cheerfully. “I’ll keep an eye out for any potential suitors for you.”
That threw Eric for a moment, which was silly because he knew Kyle wasn’t going to date him. He forced a smile. “Sounds good. I’ll wave to you at the game.”
“I’ll be the one in the I kissed Eric Bennett T-shirt.” Kyle winked at him, and then he was gone.