Chapter 10
Preston
Sage stayed close to my side on the stairs. As he entered my bedroom I heard him gasp. He had seen the room before so what was it?
When I turned to look at him, he was turning around, taking in the entire space. His hand slipped from mine.
Admittedly, my bedroom was big. I had a king-sized bed with a thick, soft comforter.
And lots of pillows. This room was for my comfort and peace of mind.
Though I had a couple other spaces where I worked in the house, especially my breakfast nook, I also had a lap desk in here and sometimes worked in bed in front of the TV.
I worked hard but I also did not deny what a privilege it was to have this space all to myself.
“Will this be where we are spending the night?” Sage stood with one hand on his hip and his chin raised.
“If you like.”
“Well, all right then.” He sent me a haughty look. “I do like it well enough.” After a pause he began to giggle.
“I can tell you're going to be a troublemaker, aren't you?”
“No, Daddy. I'm a good boy.”
“We'll see.”
I reached out and put my arms under his, lifting him up. Immediately, he put his arms over my shoulders and jumped up wrapping his legs around my hips, forcing me to carry him to the bed.
I sat him on his back and he pulled me down alongside him.
“What are you going to do?” he asked.
“Anything you want.”
“Daddy, I'm a big boy and I want everything with you.”
I leaned in for a kiss and he complied, holding me tight.
It was different now that we were lying down.
I felt like I had the freedom to explore just a little more.
Or a lot. I pulled him onto his side and squeezed one of my hands beneath him so that both my palms were flat on his back.
Slowly, I stroked into his waist, then over his waistband to the gentle curve of his ass.
Sage arched into my grip.
I began to kiss him along his jaw and over his cheeks. When I moved to his neck, he squirmed beneath me, moaning and sighing. As I reached the hem of his cute, fuzzy pink shirt and pulled it up, he raised his arms to allow me to take it off. So gorgeous. I began to kiss and lick down his chest.
Sage had his arms on my shoulders pulling me in.
I wondered if I was moving too fast. But I couldn't stop myself.
He smelled sweet as fresh flower petals.
His skin was silky smooth. I wanted to bury my face in him, breathe him in and hold him tight.
I wanted to give him everything he had ever dreamed of in bed.
When I put my hand on the top button of his jeans I said, “Is it okay if I loosen this a bit?”
“Yes, please. It feels too tight.”
“I can take care of that.”
“Please and thank you, Daddy.”
The button came undone easily. The zipper made a soft shushing sound.
Sage was squirmy, trying to move out of his pants before I tugged.
He lifted his hips in invitation and I pulled the waistband down his thighs and past his knees.
He wore pale blue briefs with little yellow ducks on them.
It was the most adorable underwear I'd ever seen.
The fact that a man was wearing them made it utterly delightful.
Sage kicked off his shoes and his pants followed. He turned onto his side and crawled against me.
“Daddy, you're so warm.”
“You're beautiful,” I whispered. “Do you want to get under the covers?”
He nodded against my chest.
We both sat up as I pushed the comforter down. Immediately, Sage crawled under the top sheet. I dangled my legs over the side of the bed and kicked off my shoes. Still fully clothed I crawled under the sheet to join him.
He tugged impatiently at my shirt. I kissed his forehead, then quickly pulled off my top and threw it aside. Before I could even turn back to face Sage, his hands were all over my bare chest. I lay back with a moan and let him explore.
Every touch was like fire, my skin hot all over. I was incredibly aroused. This young man was going to be my undoing.
I turned to my side and ran my hands up and down his back, pulling him to me.
Our bodies lined up. He was so warm and perfect.
I pushed him onto his back and ran my hands all the way over his stomach to his underwear, hooking my fingers beneath the elastic.
He lifted his hips in invitation for me to slide them off. Such a delight.
When they were off and kicked to the floor and the covers pushed back, I said softly, “Lie back.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He was hard, his cock resting against his abdomen. Eager, beautiful. Sweetly pink. The shaft was darker, the head swollen with the tip already glistening. Sage was like a feast laid out before me.
I nuzzled his hip, licking along the inward line of it. My nose nudged the soft skin of his balls. I moved up just enough so I could lightly lick there. He let out a short cry. His head came up but his eyes were closed as he fell back onto the pillow.
“Sensitive?” I licked again.
“So very very much, Daddy.”
“Is this your first time?” More licks. We both knew it wasn't. But I wanted to see what he would say.
In a strained voice he replied, “Yes, Daddy. No one has ever done this to me before.”
“I'll go slow then, baby. You tell me if there's anything you don't like.”
“I like everything so far.”
“That's a good boy.”
I began to mouth his balls until they were shiny and wet.
His legs lifted, knees bent. He spread them wide for me and I got a little peek beneath his balls to where his taint ran up between his cheeks.
Later for that. I had other distractions on my mind.
My mouth watered for the rest of him, so irresistible.
Slowly, I ran my tongue up the underside of his shaft, then wiggled it against the very tip.
Sage was moaning nonstop by this point.
I licked around the head, then kissed it over and over until my lips pressed down. I sucked on his swollen head. That made him squeal. I grabbed the base of his cock and held it up so I could push my mouth down on it. Then I went to work.
I felt him grow harder, pushing at the roof of my mouth, releasing precum which I sucked and swallowed without hesitation.
My free hand cupped his balls as I bobbed my head up and down.
It didn't take long. This sweet man, my boy was about to come and I was proud that I was the one to get him there.
I pulled up, delaying the inevitable for a few more seconds. “Is this all right? How are you feeling, baby?”
“Ohh, Daddy. I'm going to explode. Is that okay?”
“I want you to. I'm going to put my mouth back on you and then you're just going to let go. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to be a good boy for me?”
“Yes, Daddy. Ohh yes. But I can't hold it back. Please do it now. Please, Daddy.”
I kissed him on the tip again, then opened my lips and sucked him down. It only took a few moments, the sounds of my sucking filling the room, before he gave a loud yell and spurted into my mouth. I swallowed everything he had to give and cleaned him up with my tongue before letting him go.
His arms came up toward me as he tried to calm his breathing. “Daddy,” he said. “Hold me. That was so much good feeling. I'm dizzy. Hold me.”
I pulled him to me and hugged him to my chest. “There you go. I'm glad that was a good feeling for you, baby.”
“So good.” He kissed my chest and licked at one of my nipples. “Thank you, Daddy, for making me feel so good.”
“You make me feel good, too.”
“Good. I want to.” His hand traveled over my waist and down between my thighs, rubbing over the cloth that still covered my erection. “You're still wearing pants.” I pouted. “That's not fair.”
I laughed softly. “We can take care of that quite easily.”
“Can I unzip them?”
“Are you a big boy?”
“Very much.” He started to fiddle with the button at the top of the zipper.
I had to hold my breath to control myself.
Everything he did made me so hot. His fingers were quite deft and he got me unbuttoned in seconds.
The zipper made a buzzing sound as he drew it down exposing my black briefs.
He wasn't moving fast enough so I lifted my hips and put my hands on the waistband to push them past my knees.
“Daddy, you still have underwear on.” He stared at the way they bulged. “It looks uncomfortable.”
He was right. It was.
“Should I take them off?” I asked.
“Yes,” he whispered.
I lifted my hips again and slowly pushed the briefs down my hips. I was so hard the waistband pushed against my cock, catching it a little roughly. But when it was freed it bobbed up and slapped back against my abdomen.
Sage sat up, his gaze running up and down my body. I leaned back on my elbows and let him look to his heart's content.
“You’re so handsome.” His voice came out soft and reverent.
I smiled to hear him speak so intently. “So are you.”
“Can I touch you?”
“Yes, baby. Would you like that?”
“Yes. I want to make my daddy feel good like I just did.”
“I would like that, too.”
Slowly, he reached out and ran his fingertips across my belly button, following the trail of hair straight down until they grazed the head of my cock.
The light tickle made my balls burn. He grazed his fingertips along the underside of my shaft and down to my balls, tracing them.
I'd never had anyone treat me like this before.
Maybe I'd been drawn to grabby selfish lovers, or maybe they were drawn to me.
Patience was not something I'd experienced a lot in sexual encounters unless the specific kink I had asked for was edging.
But even that was just to play, an obedient gesture from a partner to do what I had asked for.
My past lovers had been very physical. This felt more emotional.
Yes, Sage was physically touching me but it felt like more, deeper. Not playing.
My body burned for him. My heart raced. I didn't want to think anymore but I couldn't help but realize I'd come to a crossroads with this young man.
I'd found something that maybe I'd been searching for all these years without really knowing it, without knowing what I craved, what I really truly wanted.
I straightened my arms and dropped back onto the pillows. I wasn't going to direct him. I was going to let Sage do whatever he felt like. No matter what that might be, I already knew I wasn't going to last more than a few minutes our first time together.
Sage kept running his fingers over my balls and up and down my shaft as he leaned over me and kissed me gently on the lips. My arms loosely went around his shoulders. The kiss deepened, our mouths molding together.
He wrapped his fingers around my cock and stroked upward, sighing into my mouth. The room spun and I had to close my eyes.
Slowly, Sage kissed his way down my chin and over my throat, gently sucking one nipple and then the other.
His hand on my cock grew bolder. My arms fell away from his shoulders as he scooted down in the bed and knelt between my legs.
When he sucked the head of my cock into his mouth, I let out a loud moan.
He took his time with me. I had no trouble being patient. It was Sage I wanted in any way possible. Just being with him was my treat.
Finally, he pressed his lips down on my erection, sucking with his warm wet mouth, driving me crazy. As I had predicted, I didn’t last. Any control I thought I had vanished. I called out his name in warning.
Then I was coming hard as he sucked, my hips bucking.
He licked me dry and came back up into my arms. As I held him to my chest and he nuzzled my neck, I realized something huge. Sage and I weren’t just sharing orgasms for our first time. We had made love. That was why it all had felt so deep and different from my usual encounters.
Then I had another realization. This was a rare deal for me.
I pulled the comforter over us and pressed my lips to his soft hair, kissing his temple.