Chapter Fifteen
B.D.
Round two started twenty minutes later with a shower and make-out session in Larenz’s bathroom. His single room came in handy.
“You ready for this?” I said as I stood behind him post-shower, my hunger for pleasure growing against his ass. I wanted his consent for the next step. “We’ll take it nice and slow.”
“I’m nervous, but yeah.”
“I’m nervous, too, but only if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure, B.D.”
Larenz faced me. He rose on his tippy-toes, and I bent down to kiss him. He put his hands on my biceps, tracing the veins that went down my forearm. When he got to my chest and licked my nipples, causing a sensation I’d never felt before with anyone I’d been with, I let out a moan.
“Fuck, Larenz.”
“Want more?”
“Hell, yeah.”
Larenz grabbed my hands and lowered them to his ass. Both of us, hard as granite, grinded against each other, my precum lubricating our abs and chests as I massaged the ass I was ready to tap.
“You good?” I asked Larenz. “I want you to relax and enjoy.”
“It’s weird, thinking about what we’re about to do. I’ll try to relax.”
“Good. Let me know when it’s not feeling good.”
“I will.”
After drying off slowly, we made our way down to the pallet of blankets, comforters, and pillows we put together in the center of his room’s floor. His dorm room bed was not going to accommodate my height or weight like the beds in the athletes’ dorm did.
“I want to make sure you get yours tonight, Larenz,” I said as I lay down and he straddled me. “It’s not just about me.”
“What if I just want some validation for a job well done.”
We smiled at each other and kissed slowly.
Then Larenz did something I’d never experienced in my life.
He raised my arms above my head and, with hunger, hummed and licked my armpits, first the left one then the right.
Freaked me out at first. Then I gave in to the weird tickling and sensuality of it all, squirming and growling with pleasure before Larenz returned to kiss me again.
“You a nasty muthafucker, Larenz.”
“You like?” Larenz asked, maintaining eye contact that he had to know was getting me heated. That fucking eye contact.
“Fuck, yeah. I’m so turned on when you look at me like that.”
“Want more?” Larenz asked, licking my neck.
“Hell, yeah.”
“Ready to be inside?”
“So ready, Larenz,” I said, pulling him into another kiss. “Let’s do this.”
I leaned over for the bottle of lube next to our pallet. With a few squirts on him and on me, I gently entered one finger, then two, as Larenz grinded against me. He moaned as I went in and out, out and in.
“It’s yours.”
“I think this will work best if you’re on all fours and I’m behind you,” I said, as I rose and we both flipped around. “We can figure it out. I’ll try not to hurt you. If it does, I’ll stop.”
I unwrapped a condom, put it on my dick, and lubed it. Seconds later, I lubed and fingered him again before entering him slowly from behind.
“It hurts, B.D.,” he said, sucking in his breath like he was uncomfortable as I got inside. “I’m trying to relax.”
“I’m already in, babe. Man, you’re tight.”
“I’ve never had anything in me like this. Not this way.”
“If you want me to stop, I will.”
“I’ll let you know.”
I held Larenz tenderly around his waist as I stroked methodically in and out, his face buried in the pillow in front of him, my chain dangling on his back. The way he felt, his tightness, the slickness and warmness, I knew I was going to finish faster than I wanted to.
“Feel good, Larenz?”
“It’s good.”
“You feel good, babe. I’m close.”
“Go for it.”
The moment the words escaped my mouth and his, my dick got extra rigid.
Larenz synched his movements with mine and grabbed fists full of pallet sheets and comforters.
I loved hearing him pant as I entered and exited him.
I started sweating, shouted out for the higher power, and soon, my pleasure exploded forcefully into the condom between us.
I collapsed on top of him, heat and sweat sticking my chest and abs to his back and ass.
“Fuck, Larenz. That was good.”
“That was.”
“Thank you,” I breathed into the back of his neck. “Shit, babe.”
“Felt and feels good.”
“I just wanna lay here for a minute. Catch my breath.”
“All good. Take your time.”
“I got you next.”
“I don’t need to finish,” Larenz said. “Not this time.”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“I got you next time, then.”
“For sure.”
“Do you need me off you? Am I crushing you or making you feel weird with me still inside you?”
“I’m good. This feels good. Promise.”
“You’re my guy. I don’t want to hurt you, physically or any kinda way.”
Still recuperating and catching our breath for a beat, Larenz broke the silence of our pillow talk. “That how you be doing Macy?”
“Nunya,” I said, kissing the back of Larenz’s neck. “This moment is about you and me, not Macy or your little Diego.”
“If you say so.”
We shared a little laugh about the others in and out of our lives.
“Can I ask you a question, Larenz?”
“Anything.”
“Remember last summer during orientation when you stopped me to talk in your room?”
“Yes.”
“Did you see something in me? Like I might have liked guys or something?”
“No. I had no idea.”
“What made you invite me in?”
“I was just doing my job. Being nice to the orientation group staying on my floor.”
“Wow, for real?”
“Yes. I never would have clocked you, if that’s what you’re wondering.”
I kissed the back of his neck again and said, “I appreciate that. Thank you for doing such a great job.”
“I aim to do everything I do well.”
“This feels good,” I said, squeezing Larenz. I’d been thinking about this since summer orientation. My crush on Larenz turning into something real. “I can’t believe we did this.”
“Your first time and my first time…for everything. We’ll never forget it.”