Chapter Twenty-Two
Spencer
I was so excited to finally get to fuck Noah, but I was a little nervous too. I hadn’t done anal in a while, and I didn’t want to hurt him. I didn’t want to get inside him and come straight away either. I wanted the sex to actually be good.
But Noah seemed to love telling me what he wanted, and I really got off on that. All I needed was for him to keep doing it and for my dick to show a little restraint.
I felt the heat simmering between us—like there was something bubbling under the surface just waiting to be unleashed—as we headed back to mine. It was like our desire was two seconds away from boiling over and making a mess everywhere.
We just needed to make sure it happened in private.
As soon as my front door closed, Noah was in my arms, his fingers tangling in my hair as he dragged me in for a desperate kiss. “Upstairs,” he growled, his mouth barely breaking away from mine. “I need you inside me.”
I groaned and grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the stairs. I was half tempted to pick him up and carry him to my room, but there wasn’t a lot of head room, and giving Noah a concussion wasn’t on my bucket list.
Two flights of stairs had never felt so far in my life; it felt more like climbing Everest.
I barely managed to turn on the light and glance around my room before Noah was kissing me again, pressing his tongue into my mouth and utterly claiming me with his kisses.
I melted against him, wanting nothing more than to give myself to him.
My cock throbbed, and I groaned as it brushed against Noah’s own growing bulge.
“I need you,” he murmured. “Please, Spencer, I can’t wait. I fucking need you inside me.”
“Whatever you need,” I said as I stepped back to start shrugging off my clothes, not caring if I looked elegant and sexy.
This wasn’t the time for some super sexy burlesque-style striptease.
This was just about getting naked as fast as possible.
In front of me, Noah was doing the same, and as he dropped the last of his clothes to the floor, I stopped moving and stared. “Wow.”
I’d seen him naked before, but every time it continued to blow my mind just how sexy he was.
He was soft and strong and round and just… I didn’t have the words. The only way I could describe him was with some indeterminate growl.
I reached out and ran my fingers down his chest. His chest hair was darker and slightly curled, but it was still soft, and there was something about it that ratcheted the heat up inside me.
My own chest was smoother, and the only hair was so white blond it was almost unnoticeable at first. I’d waxed it a lot when I was younger and had only started growing it out when I’d retired, and by that point it had virtually given up.
“I’m not—” Noah started to say, but I silenced him with a kiss.
“Yes, you are. Don’t you dare say you’re not sexy because to me you’re the sexiest person I’ve ever seen.
” I kissed him again, wrapping one hand around him and trailing it down his spine until I reached his ass.
“You’re like god-tier sexy.” I pulled back and looked down at him with a smile.
“And you’re not allowed to be mean to my boyfriend.
He’s fucking awesome, and I won’t stand for it. ”
“You won’t?” he asked with a teasing smirk.
“Nope. And if you are mean to him, I won’t make you cupcakes ever again.”
Noah whistled. “That’s a pretty evil threat.”
“I know, it’s more of a deterrent than anything, though,” I said, my lips practically pressed against his.
“Guess I’ll have to be nice, then.”
“Guess you will.” I grinned and kissed him sweetly, letting my tongue caress his bottom lip.
Noah groaned into my mouth as I squeezed his ass cheek, then slid my fingers across the furred muscle, dipping them into his crack.
Noah pushed back into my hand as my fingers caressed the furled, fuzzy skin of his hole.
“Fuck,” he murmured. “Give them to me.”
“Can I…” I thought back to some of the porn I’d seen on my trip down the gay-sex rabbit hole. “Can I try eating you first? I want to know what you taste like.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t have asked otherwise,” I said. “Please, Noah, let me taste you.”
His answering kiss was full of heat. “Yes. I want to feel you eat my ass.” He stepped away from me and strolled over to the bed, climbing onto it and settling onto all fours, then looking over his shoulder at me with the most gorgeous pair of fuck-me eyes.
“You can jerk yourself off while you do it if you want,” he added.
“But don’t come. I want you to do that inside me. ”
“Okay.” I nodded. “I can do that.”
Since my bed was so big, it wasn’t too hard to arrange both of us on it, so I didn’t feel like I was about to fall off.
I pressed a series of lazy kisses down Noah’s spine before I reached his ass.
His cheeks were thick and round, and I knew they were going to look so good sliding up and down my cock.
I squeezed one cheek with my hand and kissed the top of his crack before gently pulling his cheeks apart.
I’d always been an ass man. There was just something about a thick, juicy butt that did it for me. And I knew I’d be happy to worship Noah’s as often as he’d let me.
I lowered my mouth and gently ran my tongue across his hole. This wasn’t the first time I’d eaten ass, but it was the first time I’d gotten a deep, needy moan in response. A smile played across my lips as I flicked my tongue again, eliciting another moan from Noah.
I would definitely be doing this again.
My tongue caressed the sensitive skin as I kissed and licked and sucked his hole, drawing more delicious sounds from his lips.
There were a few broken words too, but it was hard to make out more than “More” and “Fuck” and “Oh fuck, Spencer.” The last one especially made my self-satisfied smile widen.
I reached between Noah’s legs and gently wrapped my hand around his shaft.
He must have been aching and desperate for my touch, considering the way he thrust into my hand.
My own cock was just as hard, and I was so fucking desperate to give myself some relief, but I resisted the urge because I knew that once I started, I wasn’t going to want to stop until I’d come.
And that kind of defeated the purpose.
Noah’s hole was beautifully slick now, and while I knew it wasn’t going to be a good substitute for lube, I didn’t quite want to stop just yet.
Slowly, I slid the tip of my finger into his hole alongside my tongue.
Noah gasped and pushed his ass back onto my face.
I grinned because I must have done something right.
It didn’t take long to work a finger into him, still using my tongue to tease the sensitive skin while my other hand slowly worked his shaft.
“You look so amazing like this,” I said, breaking away to press a kiss to his ass cheek.
Noah glanced over his shoulder, his face flushed. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Slowly, I slid my finger out of him and released his cock, moving up alongside him on the bed so I could kiss his perfect mouth again.
“I just want to spend all day playing with your ass, making you moan on my tongue and my fingers, and seeing how many times I can make you come. I want to fuck you over and over again until we’re too exhausted to move.
I want to feel you come on my cock and watch you cover me in your load. Fuck, I can’t wait to feel that.”
Noah moaned again. “You’re going to ruin me.”
“Good.” I grinned at him and winked. Noah muttered something under his breath that sounded like “Fuck me.”
“I’m going to get lube and stuff,” I added. “Then I’ll fuck you.”
“You know,” Noah said, giving me a soft kiss and sitting up on his knees. “I had all these ideas about telling you what to do, but now…”
“I still want you to do that. I love it when you tell me what you want,” I said. “Then I know I’m getting it right.”
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“The sexy death of you.” I winked at him again and rolled off the bed to rummage in my bedside cabinet for the fancy new lube and the box of condoms I’d bought.
I’d already remembered to unwrap the bottle so I didn’t have to spend ten minutes trying to peel the plastic off, and I climbed back onto the bed and clicked the lid open.
“Lie on your back,” I said. “I want to see your face while I get you ready for my cock.”
Noah nodded and shuffled up the bed, lying down and spreading his legs for me. He hooked his forearms under his thighs, and I let out a little happy sigh at seeing him all spread out in front of me. It was a mental image I’d be jerking off to for weeks.
“Tell me if you want more or less or something different,” I said, moving myself between his legs. “I want you to tell me what you want.”
“I will,” Noah said. “Start with one, but you can go up to two pretty quickly. I’m usually fine with just that, but if you want, you can use three. Do you know how to find my prostate?”
“I think so.” I grinned. “I did a bit of reading and watched a few videos. Mostly because I was curious.”
“Has anyone ever found yours?”
“Yeah, I think one of my exes did. She was really good with her fingers, and she’d just get the angle right, and it would be like… like holy fucking shit good.”
“That sounds about right,” Noah said. “Just take it steady, and don’t yank them out.”
“Dude, this isn’t my first time using my fingers,” I said with a wry smile. “Well, it is on a dude, but I mean, like—”
“I know what you mean. Now get them inside me because I’m getting desperate over here.”
I was tempted to tease him for being bossy, but I was at my limit too. I needed to be inside him more than ever.
The lube was cool on my fingers as I drizzled it across my digits, but I hoped it would warm up quickly. Kneeling between Noah’s thighs, I slowly pressed my finger back into him, loving the way he groaned as his body pulled me inside.