Chapter Six #2
I was moaning and murmuring—“Oh, oh, fuck, Jesus, so good, yeah like that”—and Gavin seemed to like it, because the louder I got, the harder he sucked.
My balls were so heavy, and I was pretty sure all the blood in my body was rushing to my crotch.
I panted, my head spinning, as Gavin dug his fingers into my hips and took me in so deep he started to choke.
My hand was trembling, but I managed to smooth it over his head. “Not too much. It’s okay. You’re doing so good. Your mouth feels amazing.”
He pulled off, coughing, and my dick slapped wetly against his chin.
He was breathing hard and looking up at me, and I wanted to yank him to his feet to kiss him.
But he went back to work on my cock, and it was hot and tight and oh my God.
His eyes closed, and he swallowed me like he was starving for it, moaning low in his throat.
It didn’t matter that he didn’t have the smooth techniques of a couple of the guys I’d been with—God, this was so much better. This was Gavin. Gavin was actually doing this for me, and nothing had ever been so amazing in my whole life.
The wall was hard against my shoulder blades, and the carpet surprisingly soft under my feet. I dug in, making fists with my toes like in Die Hard. Panting and moaning, I caressed his head, my thighs trembling. I didn’t want this to ever end, but I couldn’t last.
My balls drew up. “So close.” I urged him back in case he didn’t want to swallow, and he stared up at me with glazed eyes. I jerked myself hard and came on his face and neck, and it was better than I’d ever imagined. It splashed white on his skin, so warm in the glow of the colored lights.
I moaned, milking myself and twitching with each drop, watching it drip down as I marked him. There was a string of it over his bottom lip and chin, and his pink tongue darted out to swipe it up. “Fuck, Gavin,” I muttered, brushing my fingers over his cheek.
I pulled him to his feet and shoved my tongue in his mouth.
He pressed me back hard against the wall, bending down to kiss me as he humped against my hip.
He was rock hard, and I wanted to tell him I’d suck him off, but I couldn’t seem to do anything but lick into his mouth, tasting a hint of my own spunk there and groaning.
My dick was sensitive and it hurt as he shoved against me, but I didn’t give a shit.
I tried to hook a leg up over his hip, but he was too tall, and I just wrapped my arms around him.
“Come on. Yeah, that’s it,” I muttered as he rutted against me.
Gavin shoved his face against my neck, panting wetly as he shuddered and came hot and sticky, his cock trapped between us. We stood slumped there, and I rubbed his back, running my fingers up and down his spine. Sweat dampened the hair at his neck.
He kissed the chicken pox scar behind my ear, sending a fresh shiver of want through me. “I’ve wanted to do that since that summer by the pond,” he whispered. “Wanted to suck cock.”
Nuzzling his shoulder, I said, “You’re a natural.”
He lifted his head then, his gaze intent. “Wanted to suck your cock, Charlie.”
I took his face in my hands and kissed him again, trying not to think about how different high school would have been. All the things we could have done. Not just sex, but…everything.
We had a long shower together, kissing and touching and not saying much. When we were dried off and stretched out on the bed closest to the bathroom, the covers pushed down to our feet, Gavin rolled onto his side and propped his head on his hand.
“Is Ava upset about Christmas?”
“She’s actually handling it really well. Says we’ll just postpone everything until I get there. Presents, turkey—all of it. I’m insanely lucky to have her for a sister. She’s more mature at eight than I’ll ever be.”
Gavin ran his palm over my chest, teasing the hair there and sending lazy pleasure through me like honey. “I can’t imagine what she’s been through.”
“Yeah. It’s been tough.” Tough didn’t really begin to describe it, but if I said more I’d probably get upset. Instead, I rolled onto my side facing Gavin. The colored lights danced over his skin, and I still couldn’t believe this was real life. I ran my finger over his lips and kissed him. “Hi.”
“Hey,” he mumbled, sliding his big thigh between mine. I tried to think of something clever or witty to say, but then Gavin asked, “Will you fuck me?” He seemed to hold his breath as the words escaped his lips.
My balls tightened at the mere thought. “Is that a trick question?”
He laughed, a blush flooding his cheeks. “I was afraid you wouldn’t want to. I mean, I won’t be very good. I’m sure you’re used to…”
I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think I’m as much of an expert as you seem to believe.”
His forehead creased. “But you had that boyfriend. And you’ve hooked up at college, right?”
“Sure, but none of that matters.” I gently pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, my hands on his chest so I could caress his nipples and see him gasp.
The urge to touch, touch, touch was overwhelming now that I actually could.
I mean, I was in a motel room with Gavin, and we were having sex.
All kinds of sex. This was so many sticky fantasies come to life, and the greatest Christmas present ever.
The guilt of not making it back in time for Ava flashed through me like a bullet, but I reasoned that not having sex while being snowbound wouldn’t change anything.
“Well, it’s safe to say you’ve done more than me.” Gavin ran his hands up and down my thighs, sending sparks through me.
“It’s also safe to say that this is the greatest sex I’ve ever had.”
His brows drew together. “But…”
Leaning over, I pressed a slow kiss to his mouth. “Because it’s you, Gav. It’s different with you.”
“God, Charlie. I want you so much. All this time… I’m sorry I—”
I kissed him and sat up. “It doesn’t matter. We’re here now. That’s what counts. Are you sure you want to go all the way? It can hurt. Especially at first.”
“Have you done it? Been on the bottom, I mean?”
“Uh-huh. I’ve liked it sometimes. If you want to top me, you can.” The thought of Gavin inside me rocketed a thrill down my spine.
“I…” He bit his lip. “I want to. I want to do everything with you. But is it okay if you do it to me first? It’s been my…” He swallowed hard.
My breath came faster. “Your what?” Rolling my hips against him, I leaned over again and licked his nipples and up to his neck. “Tell me.”
Gavin shuddered. “It’s been my biggest fantasy. Being…being fucked.” He flushed. “Is that weird?”
“If by weird, you mean so hot I might come all over you at the thought.” I kissed him, sliding our tongues together until we were both panting. “You want my cock in you?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Do it, Charlie. I bought stuff at the drugstore. In the bag on the table.”
I groaned as I broke away. “Don’t move.”
When I turned back to the bed, Gavin was waiting just where I’d left him, and his dick curved up to his stomach as he stroked it lightly.
The lights sent shimmers over him, and if I didn’t have an ironclad rule against naked pictures—because once that shit is in the cloud it is never coming out—I would have happily taken about a hundred photos.
But I was also pretty keen to fuck him, so I crawled onto the mattress. “You still sure about this? It’s gonna hurt.” Please say yes. Please say yes.
“Yes. It might not hurt that much. I’ve been…” The blush was back, and his gaze skittered away. “I’ve been…you know.”
I sat back on my heels beside him and ripped open the packet of lube. “You have to give me a little more to go on.”
With an embarrassed huff, Gavin confessed, “I bought a dildo.”
The mental images exploded in my cerebral cortex, and I was speechless, my heart thumping.
He turned his head away. “I know. It’s lame, right?”
“I don’t think that word means what you think it means. Because that is incredibly hot.”
Looking at me again, Gavin bit his lip. “Really?”
My throat was dry. “What kind is it?”
An uncertain smile lifted Gavin’s lips, as if he couldn’t tell if I was joking or not. “Rubber.”
“How many inches?”
“Six.”
Lube was dripping over my fingers, and I nudged Gavin’s knee with mine.
“Spread your legs for me.” With a shaky inhalation, he did, and I scooted between them, holding up my slick fingers.
“Lift your ass a little.” Gavin did as he was told, and reached down to spread his cheeks.
Holy shit, I thought I would come right there.
The trust in his eyes as he opened himself for me made my cock throb and something warm in my chest bloom.
I ran my slippery index finger over his hole, and his breath caught.
“Charlie,” he whispered.
I teased the rim of his hole. “Where did you buy it?”
“Huh?”
“The dildo.”
“A sex shop in the Castro. It took me a month to work up the nerve to go in.”
I wanted to simultaneously cuddle him and fuck his brains out. “How do you do it?” I pushed my finger a tiny bit inside. “How do you use it?”
“I…” His brow furrowed.
“I mean, do you get on your hands and knees? Or laying down like this?” I worked my finger in deeper.
He gasped. “Charlie, please. Give me more.”
“You can take it, huh?” I made sure my middle finger was lubed up before pushing it in. “You like that?”
“Oh, yes.” His hands trembled where he held himself open. “I love it. I…” He took a deep breath, and then the words tumbled out. “I fuck myself like this, and all the ways I can think of. It feels so good.”
I worked him with my fingers now, in and out.
“One day I want to watch you fuck yourself, and I’m going to jerk off all over you while you do it.
” I practically blushed at my own words.
I’d never said much at all during sex, but Gavin apparently brought it out in me.
It was dangerous to talk about one day, but the words kept coming.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth while you’re rammed full with the dildo, and you’re going to come so hard. ”
“Yes! Please, Charlie.” He squeezed around my fingers. “Need you now. Need more.”
My cock was aching already, and when I eased out my fingers to roll on the condom, I had to take some deep breaths and think about math equations.
An idea popped into my head. “Get up. Let me lie down.” Gavin leapt straight up, and we both laughed as I stretched out and tugged his hips until he was straddling me.
“You can control it better this way. And I can watch you.”
His chest rising and falling rapidly, Gavin nodded jerkily and reached back for my cock. “This is good.” He lifted up on his knees and then sank down, the head of my cock nudging at him. He groaned.
“Do you use the dildo like this? Do you sit on it?” The thought of Gavin in his dorm room fucking himself made me flush all over.
“Uh-huh.” His thighs flexed as he pushed down. “But you feel so much better. Oh, Charlie.” Wincing, he sank more, and we both moaned loudly as he slowly took me inch by inch. He was sweating, lowering himself and stretching his ass around me.
It was like fire in the best way, and he was so tight my eyes rolled back in my head.
My toes twitched, and I had to get hold of myself.
I was not going to blow my load a minute into Gavin’s first time.
And holy shit, the knowledge that my dick was the first one to ever be inside him and feel this made me dizzy with joy.
Sex in the past had been about getting off and having fun, but this was so much more.
“Charlie.” Gavin rose up a few inches and sank back down. “God, it’s…you’re so big.”
I wasn’t really—just over six inches long—but I was thick. I lifted my hips, not too hard, and thrust up into him. “You’re so tight. Jesus, Gav.” Eyes flashing, he groaned, starting to fuck himself in earnest now. I caressed his thighs. “That’s it.”
We both panted, and watching Gavin ride my cock was so exquisitely good that I could have done it for hours if I could have held off my orgasm long enough.
Gavin’s mouth was open, and his head tipped back as he lifted up and down, taking me deep.
I wanted to lick the long line of his throat, but settled for touching his chest and everywhere I could reach besides his cock, which bounced along.
Gavin cried out, “Oh!” His head snapped up and he leaned onto me, his hands on my shoulders. “God, that feels…” He gasped, squirming on my dick.
“That’s it. Did you find the spot? That’s it, Gav. Come on.”
He stared at me, his breath puffing against my face as he fucked himself. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
“Me either.”
We laughed, and Gavin kissed me messily, our tongues and teeth clashing.
He was grunting now, slamming himself down harder than I would have dared fuck him the first time.
His brow glistened with sweat, and I thought my cock would possibly explode when I came.
The pleasure radiated out from my groin, flames of it licking over my body.
It wasn’t going to be long now, but Gavin had to finish first.
I took hold of his leaking cock and stroked it roughly, smearing the liquid around and rubbing hard. “Look at me.”
Gavin did, his unfocused gaze snapping to mine, the grunts and groans still escaping his parted lips. “Charlie,” he moaned.
“I want to watch you come.”
He nodded. “Almost. Charlie, it’s…close…please…”
Straining and panting, he rode me while I stroked him, and my heartbeat thundered in my ears as he jerked and came, spurting all over me.
He clamped down on my cock, and it was so tight.
I fucked up into him until I let go and closed my eyes, crying out.
The sweet burn rushed through me in waves before fading.
Gasping, Gavin collapsed onto me, his breath hot on my neck. We were a sweaty, sticky mess, and I never, ever wanted it to end.