27. Dane
Chapter 27
Dane
After Lennox’s comment about ‘putting out on the first date,’ I came prepared for every possible scenario. Including booking a place that didn’t belong to either of us. But knowing him the way I did, I knew he’d probably want to experience everything. So I’d give him whatever he wanted.
No matter how sacred this was to me, I knew he deflected tension with humor. So I didn’t think I’d be shocked when his first question caught me off guard.
I was wrong.
“Have you fucked a man before?” he asked, stripping off his clothes.
My face heated, but I gave him the same courtesy he’d given me. “No. But I’ve done anal before.”
He nodded. “Same.”
“So you know how this works?”
When he was fully naked, he grabbed me by my face. “Dane, I hate to break this to you, but I’ve had a lot of sex.”
I clenched my jaw as my ire rose. “I know. I watched you leave the Squid with two, asshole.”
His green eyes sparkled as his face split into a grin. If I didn’t love him, I’d punch his smug ass in the face. But he was naked, with all his tattoos on display and a hard dick. Because he loved me.
I pushed his hands away. “If you’re going to give me details like you used to, then you can fuck off.”
I had a thick green jealous streak when it came to Lennox. Obviously, he didn’t know how much it tore me up to watch him leave to hook up with a random girl in school. But then again, by the way he was looking at me, maybe he did.
“Babe, I didn’t take those women home with me. I walked them to their cars and waited for them to leave before I got in mine. I went home alone because it took two seconds of you scowling at me to know I’d rather fight with you than fuck anyone else.”
I bit the inside of my jaw and looked away. Suddenly feeling quite stupid, I nodded once. Lennox didn’t tease me or respond. He let his kiss speak for him. And when he slipped his tongue into my mouth, I purred like a cat with a treat.
If he kept that up, we’d be finished before we started. So I broke the kiss and pushed him back onto the bed.
He sat down and put his hands on my hips. Pulling me closer, he placed wet kisses along my stomach. He’d found the one spot on my body that made my dick twitch. And of course, he noticed.
Grinning up at me, he gave me the knowing smile I both loved and hated.
“I can’t decide if I love that you know me so well, or despise it.”
I pulled away to go to my bag to retrieve our supplies. Lennox watched as I pulled out protection and lube. Even though all the journal articles I’d read indicated it was optional, I had it just in case.
There was one last round of awkward questions before I got to work on him.
“I got myself tested while you were away. All thumbs up.”
Lennox nodded. “I had my physical before camp. All thumbs up for me, too.”
He leaned back on his hand and looked at me. “You wanna go bareback, Dane?”
My dick twitched at the question. “Do you?”
Sitting up, he reached for my cock and stroked it lightly. I fought off a shiver as his rough hands went back to work on me. But he kept his eyes on me as I looked down at where he was touching me.
“Look at that,” he mused. “I think I owe you for the last time.”
Another bead of pre-cum surfaced while he talked dirty. But that wasn’t the plan. And we were sticking to the plan.
“Nope,” I said, stepping back. My cock bounced with the movement. “This is not about me. If you want my dick in your ass,” I waved toward the headboard, “then you gotta move up in the middle of the bed.”
Lennox’s eyes locked on mine as all playfulness evaporated into thin air. He complied and moved to the middle, where I’d placed some towels and tossed the lube.
I got one knee on the bed before he popped up. Closing my eyes, I waited for him to say whatever was on his mind.
“I just want you to know I’ve been practicing. After talking to Evan, I ordered a dildo from the Zon and took it with me to camp. It’s in my bag if you want to see it. But I think you’re bigger.”
I was speechless. But he wasn’t.
“The only reason I’m telling you is because I didn’t want you to be surprised or disappointed if I wasn’t a complete butthole virgin.”
I was still speechless as he looked up at me warily with his big green eyes.
“Maybe I should have kept that to myself, but we’re not keeping secrets anymore. Evan gate-kept the dick-sucking thing and I?—”
I tackled his ass to the bed and slammed my mouth onto his. Kissing the fuck out of him was the best way to shut him up.
When I thought he might finally stop talking, I got on my elbows and fisted his hair.
“Lennox, I appreciate your forthright honesty, but I don’t give a shit about your dildo practice or your pseudo butthole virginity. I just need you to shut the fuck up and let me pound you into this bed before we both ejaculate prematurely like the teenagers we obviously still are. Think you can do that?”
He bit his lip and nodded. “Pound away coach.”
I rolled my eyes, making him laugh.
“I’m sorry. I’ll behave. I was just a little nervous. You know, pre-flight jitters.”
It was difficult to stay irritated with him. Even more so when his hands were on me.
“I trust you, Dane.”
Swallowing thickly, I released his hair, but still hovered over him. “We can stop whenever. If this isn’t for you, it’s okay. It won’t change anything.”
He smirked as he ghosted a finger over my lips. “Now who’s babbling?”
I hung my head and laughed to myself. “I guess it’s contagious.”
Lennox gave me a half smile. “Stop stalling. We’re gonna be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
He rolled his eyes at me. “If it wasn’t, do you think I’d be here? Much less begging you to take my butthole virginity? Give me the dick, Calloway.”
When he put it that way, I could see his point. “You’re obsessed with that aren’t you?”
“Well,” he said, “during my exploration, I might have found this magic spot that’s the equivalent of a touchdown, extra point, and two-point conversion all at one time.”
“Wow, no field goal?”
Lennox grabbed my ass cheeks with each of his big palms and squeezed. “You’ll have to kick the field goal.”
I laughed at how easily he calmed my doubts with his football euphemisms. It just made me love him more. Until he started talking again.
“Are you gonna suck my cock? Because I like getting head and they do it in porn.”
His eyes went wide with another idea. So I took advantage of the ramblings to work him open.
“Maybe we should watch some gay porn. It’s fucking hot. I got real curious when Evan kept going on and on about how good it was.”
I feigned interest in what Evan had to say. So, as he told me all about Evan’s love life, I pushed his legs back, just like the trainers do to stretch out players before games. And when I had him nice and relaxed, I rubbed my fingertip along his hole.
“…and those guys really go to it. And the noises. God, that is so hot. Have you ever watched it?”
I rested his left leg on my shoulder and kissed the inside of his thigh.
“Uh-huh,” I said, circling his hole with my finger. “It’s hot.”
His eyes fluttered as I continued to get him used to my touch.
“You know what my favorite part is?”
He swallowed but kept his eyes on me. “Wh-what?”
I leaned up and sucked his balls, making his eyes roll back in his head as I slipped a finger inside him.
Popping off, I licked a stripe up his cock, then found his eyes. “The first time they finger a guy and rub his prostate. Like this.”
I did exactly what I described, making him moan like a cat in heat.
“That’s it! That’s it! Touch downnnnn!” he yelled.
I laughed as I alternated rubbing his favorite spot and pulling out. His cock was leaking like a faucet, allowing me to double-team his nervous system and slip another finger in.
“Time for the two-point conversion,” I teased.
Lennox’s eyes were wild with lust. “Yeah, yeah.”
He watched as I took his leaking cock and rubbed it on my lips. When his eyes widened, I slipped in the second finger while sucking his cock.
The sounds he loved and the moaning were music to my ears. And when his eyes began to focus on me, I grazed his touchdown button one more time. His legs went straight out and off my shoulder.
“Scooooorrre!” he yelled, making me laugh. I should have known sex with him would be fun.
“You okay, QB?” I asked as I scissored my fingers.
He didn’t answer, but his blissed-out response to my teasing answered for him.
When he came down from that little high, I leaned up and kissed him. Lennox sucked on my tongue, making sparks shoot down my spine. He followed my mouth like a baby bird when I pulled back.
“If you want my dick, you better lay there and prepare for that field goal.”
I was fairly certain he’d caught on the points equivalent to me fingering him. And when he started chanting, I knew I was right.
“Kick it, kick it!”
So I listened to the man and kicked the field goal. His greedy ass took my three fingers like it was nothing. But I wasn’t sure if he was ready to take the real deal.
I worked them in and out but didn’t touch his prostate. Lennox squirmed but looked more frustrated that I’d ignored his favorite button.
“You know what my other favorite scene is?” I asked.
“No. What?” he panted.
I slipped my fingers from his entrance and lined myself up with his hole. After spreading my copious amount of pre-cum on him, I leaned over and watched his eyes widen. He was lust drunk, just like I wanted him. I went down on my forearms but kept my tip on his entrance. My lips hovered over his as we panted together.
“When he takes him for the first time,” I whispered as I slipped inside him.
“Butthole virgin, butthole virgin!” he reminded me.
I went to pull back, thinking our fun was over when he smacked both of his hands on my asscheeks.
“No you don’t,” he grunted, then pulled me into his body.
The hot sting of his slap to my ass had to be minuscule to what he was feeling, but it was a moment I’d never forget.
We froze when I was fully seated in him.
We stared at each other, mouths open, eyes wide as the realization and sensations took over. He wasn’t screaming, but he also wasn’t breathing.
“Baby?” I asked, afraid to move. The vice-grip that was his asshole was going to make me cum if I moved too much.
As a professional athlete, I knew he’d learned to deal with pain. But this was different. This was pain he asked for. Pain I’d inflicted on him. My butt was going numb from where he was holding onto me.
“Uh-huh? he squeaked without moving.
I swallowed. “Are you okay?”
“Mm-hmm,” he answered, still not moving a muscle.
There we were, two grown men, frozen mid-fuck for the first time. I was beginning to worry until he finally spoke actual words.
“Dane?”
I swallowed again. “Yeah, babe?”
“You’ve got a big dick.”
It was difficult not to laugh, and even more difficult not to move. I could feel his erection mashed between us, so I knew it wasn’t all pain.
“Think so?”
“Uh-huh.”
We were back to more non-words.
“Lennox? I’m happy to stay just like this. But what do you want to do?”
As if my question had brought him back to life, he looked at me with so much love in his eyes it made me weak.
“I want you to keep your promise.”
Frowning, I tried to mentally sort through the list of promises we’d made to each other. But I didn’t know which one he was referring to.
“You’re gonna have to help me out here,” I grunted. “I’m struggling to think about anything other than your ass.”
Lennox cracked a smile. “So it’s like the best ass you’ve ever had?”
I nodded. “Definitely.”
He seemed satisfied with that answer.
“Okay, kiss me, and let’s do this.”
I lowered my mouth to his, used every muscle I had to pull out, and then gently pushed back in.
Lennox pulled his legs back as he hummed in my mouth until we had to breathe. When his grip on my ass cheeks loosened, I knew we were okay. Who knew my ass would become his pain barometer? I was going to need the hot tub after this for very different reasons.
Just like when we were kids, it didn’t take long for us to sync even this. We found a rhythm that sent us both over in record time. Lennox went first with his eyes in the back of his head, his mouth open, and gibberish rolling from his mouth. I think it was something about a sex god, but not sure which of us he was referring to.
His orgasm sent me into a tailspin as I unloaded into him. It fed my possessive and protective side to know I was the only one he’d have like this.
His arms went around me, one hand finding my hair. We stayed just like that, connected physically, mentally, and emotionally until our hearts returned to their normal rhythm. Maybe it was the endorphins, but I swear they seemed to beat as one.
We were where we were meant to be—in each other’s arms.
Lennox was the first to speak as he trailed his fingers over my back. But I wasn’t prepared for the vulnerability in his question.
“You’re not going to run from me again, are you? I mean, you promised.”
I rose on an elbow, needing him to see my face. “I’m never fucking leaving you again. So good luck trying to get rid of me.”
His face relaxed, and he smiled. “Well, okay then.”