18. Kai
Chapter 18
Kai
The second film ended ages ago. The TV is still on, displaying the DVD’s menu screen. My lips are a little sore from so much kissing, and my chin is prickly from Leo’s beard. But I’m so happy, and I’ve made the blanket fort far too comfortable to want to move. At least, not tonight. Leo will have to get up and go to work in the morning. We’re still fully dressed, which is a pity, but the kissing and cuddling have been wonderful.
Leo strokes my hair. “Hi, you.”
“Hi.”
“I haven’t forgotten your request.”
I frown.
“To cuddle with fewer clothes on.”
“I’m pretty sure I said naked .”
He chuckles. “You did.”
“Can we?”
He nods, sits, and pulls his T-shirt off. He’s so beautiful. His wispy chest hair is as curly as the hair on his head. Is all his hair that curly? I guess I’m about to find out. He takes his socks off and wriggles out of his jeans.
“My turn?” I ask.
“If you want.”
I grin. I’m wearing nothing but underpants, the same as him.
“That is so unfair,” Leo grumbles.
“You keep saying that. We’re not naked.”
“No.” He shimmies out of his underwear, revealing his cock.
It’s not flaccid, but it’s not as engorged as the one in that video either. It’s nice, and yes, all his hair is that curly.
“You’re staring.”
I look up. Leo’s face, neck, and upper chest are bright red.
“Uh, sorry. It’s pretty.”
“My cock is pretty?”
“Yes.” I dip my gaze to it again. Am I drooling?
He clears his throat.
“Oh, right, I need to get fully naked too.”
“Only if you want to.”
“I do.” And my underpants are gone.
“I wish I could do that.”
“What? Make your clothes appear and disappear at will?”
“Yes, and change them into whatever I want. It would save me a fortune in clothes and laundry.”
I laugh. “It would be pretty handy. ”
“What would you wish for?”
“No clue. I’ve never thought about it.”
“Maybe you should.”
“Maybe.” I dip my chin. “Leo? Am—Am I pretty too?”
He looks me up and down. Desire swirls in his eyes. “Oh, God, yes. Come here.” He lies and beckons me to him.
I lie in his arms, snuggled against his chest, holding him, our cocks lightly brushing. It leaves me tingling and wanting more.
“Is this okay?” he asks.
“Yes. It’s lovely.”
He kisses me softly and slowly, which makes me tingle more down there. And makes my cock harden. Well, that’s a first. A nice first. An amazing first. My instincts tell me to press closer, so I do.
He gasps. His cock gets harder. So does mine. He kisses me deeper, stroking my face and hair as our tongues tangle.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
“I—I think so.”
“Let’s just lie like this for a while.”
“Kissing?”
He laughs. “Yes, kissing.”
“You were going to tell me what you enjoy about sex.”
He stares into my eyes. “I like being that close to someone. Whether that’s me inside them or them inside me, it’s a closeness you can’t match any other way. Plus, it’s sexy. Orgasms are wonderful. Good orgasms can be mind-blowing. Not in an angel showing me his wings kind of way.”
“No, that would be bad. The noises you make with guys never sound bad.”
“I find sex fun.”
“But some people don’t?”
He nods. “Some people don’t want or need sex at all. Some people can take or leave it. Some people enjoy it. Some people love it. Some guys will do anything other than penetrative sex. Anal isn’t for everyone.” His cheeks flush red. “I’ve stepped back into not-sexy territory again, haven’t I?”
“A little.”
“I didn’t mean to sound like a sex-ed pamphlet. I’m sorry. I want you to understand what it is before you rush into it.”
“I have a better idea now than I did a couple of hours ago. If that awful video can’t put me off, I’m not sure anything will.”
“Let me show you something.” He pulls away.
I grab his arm. “Not another awful video?”
“No. You’ll like it.”
“Promise?”
He smiles and kisses my forehead. “I promise.”
He crawls out of the blanket fort, giving me a lovely view of his arse and his pucker. I frown, glance at my half-engorged cock, and then frown even more. How does it fit? I suppose it must, or humans wouldn’t enjoy it .
Leo returns with his laptop. He lies on his back, balancing it on his chest, and brings up a series of images.
“These were taken by a photographer I like the work of. He specialises in erotic photography of men.”
He enlarges one of the pictures. Two beefy men are fully naked, holding each other.
“It’s sexy,” I say.
“Right?”
He shows me another one. The two men are having sex. The photo clearly shows one man penetrating the other with his cock. Their faces are contorted with ecstasy. Every part of me tingles and flushes with heat.
“You like that one?” Leo asks in a husky tone.
“Yes. Why haven’t I seen these before?”
“Because I only look at them in the privacy of my room, with my cat firmly shut out.”
“Why do you look at them?”
“They turn me on. I’ve created a slideshow of them, which I watch when I masturbate.”
“The video talked about that.”
“It’s when someone pleasures themselves to the point of orgasm.” Leo rolls his eyes. “I’m sounding like a pamphlet again.”
“Sounds fun.”
“It is.”
“What’s it like?”
Leo raises his brows. “An orgasm?”
I nod.
“Amazing. It builds up until there’s unbearable pressure, and then when you let it go, you get a huge rush of positive emotions. And cum. Men’s orgasms are generally messy.”
I gaze into his eyes. “I want to know what it feels like.”
Smiling, he closes the laptop and puts it aside. He turns to face me. “I could give you an orgasm if you’re sure that’s what you want.”
“It is. But…can’t we both have one? It seems like it would be more fun to come together.”
He strokes my jaw. “It would be.”
“Can we?”
“Yes. Give me a moment.” He kisses me. “I’m coming back, I promise.”
I flop my arm over my head and stare at the twinkling fairy lights while I wait for Leo to return. My body is buzzing with sensations I can’t name. All good. I’m excited and a little anxious, maybe even a tiny bit scared. What if I don’t like it? What if I can’t have an orgasm? I’m not human. My body looks the same as Leo’s, but what if I’m more like the angels in the film he mentioned—unable to experience sex?
Leo returns with a small, clear bottle filled with clear, gloopy liquid. “We’ll need this.” He kisses me softly. “Are you all right? We can go back to kissing if you prefer?”
“I’m good. Just thinking a little too hard.”
“About?”
“You’ll laugh.”
“I promise I won’t. ”
I believe him. “What if I can’t have an orgasm?”
He doesn’t laugh. He stares at me for a long moment while playing with my hair. “Then we’ll find that out together and talk about it then. Sex isn’t the only way people can be close, Kai. You enjoy kissing?—”
“I love kissing.”
He chuckles. “And cuddling.”
I nod emphatically.
“See? We can be close without sex.”
I smile, feeling somewhat better for his kind reassurance.
He pops the cap off the bottle. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course.”
“Then I don’t want you to worry about anything. Just lie back and let yourself feel.”
“Okay.”
He moves closer so our cocks are aligned. He squeezes the clear liquid onto his palm, grips our shafts, and slides his hand up and down. The liquid is thick and a little cold, but I forget that as he applies more pressure and twists his wrist.
I groan. Oh, wow, that is amazing.
“Good?” he asks.
“Y-yes.” I can barely speak. My eyelids flutter. My eyes roll back. I’m not sure I’m in control of my body.
He lies over me, kisses me, and uses his free hand to stroke me. He grips our cocks tighter and moves his hand faster, creating a wet thwacking sound that almost drowns out my moans and groans. He’s making similar noises. I tangle my hand in his hair and tickle his nape. Instinctively, I thrust my hips, sliding my cock against his.
“Oh, Kai.” Leo rests his forehead on my shoulder. He pants hard, warming my skin with his sharp breaths. “I’m close. So close.”
I’m floating. I’m hyperaware of the heat and pressure of his body. Of the beat of his heart. Of the pace of his breathing. Of the intensity of his hand rubbing up and down. Up and down. So fast. So delightfully. So sensually. His rigid cock pulses against mine, his balls full and heavy. Pressure pushes down on my groin. It’s nice but unbearable.
“Leo!”
My cock twitches as the pressure gives way to a flood of ecstasy. I arch my neck and back and cling to him tighter than ever. His cock throbs, he groans against my shoulder, and his entire body tenses. Wet heat spills over me. My body relaxes. So does Leo’s. We lie panting, our bodies entwined.
I turn my head and kiss his temple. “Leo.”
He cracks one eye open and smiles. “Did you enjoy that?”
“Uh-huh.” I lick my lips. I can’t find the words to describe my emotions.
“Well, I guess angels can have orgasms.” Leo laughs.
I laugh with him. “Uh-huh.”
He rolls off me and looks at the hand he used to rub us off. Thick, milky liquid drips over it. “Huh.”
“What? ”
“I thought maybe your cum might be rainbow coloured or sparkly or something.”
“Why?”
He shrugs. “I dunno. Because you’re an angel?”
I playfully push his shoulder and snuggle up to him. “I think you’re mistaking me for a unicorn.”
“Unicorns exist?”
“No.”
“Oh. Shame.”
I snigger. “Thank you, Leo. That was amazing.”
He holds me tight. I don’t even care that he transfers our cum onto my back.
“You’re welcome, Kai. Thank you for letting me be your first.”
I kiss his chest. “Will you be my first everything?”
He strokes my face and stares into my eyes. His chin trembles. “Yes.”