Chapter 40
NOVA play: Close by Nick Jonas, Tove Lo
Jay literally crawled on top of me in his desperation to get closer. Our kiss in the hallway at Memory Tap had been slow and exploratory. This kiss was different. It was all fire and passion.
His tongue was in my mouth, and the moment we connected, I lost the ability to think. My entire body was an open nerve ending, and I groaned as he slid his hands under my shirt, trailing lines of molten magma up my sides.
“My-loh…” he moaned, shoving my shirt farther up my chest. I raised my arms, grateful I hadn’t done up the top two buttons, so it could easily slide over my head as he pushed it off me.
“Fuck…” he breathed, leaning back and reaching over his head to grab the back of his t-shirt. He tore it off, exposing his own chest to me, and I was panting as I stared up at him.
He was lean, but fit. The lines of his abs tapered into a sexy V that disappeared into the waist of his joggers, and his dark nipples had hardened into tiny points.
My mouth flooded with saliva as he looked down at me with heavy-lidded eyes.
He ran his hands up my stomach and pinched each of my nipples between his warm fingers, and I whined, arching helplessly into his touch.
“Jesus, Milo… you’re so responsive…” he growled before diving down to suck on the sensitive skin on my neck. “You’re so fucking sexy…” he murmured, kissing down my jaw and finding my mouth again.
Sexy?
No one had ever called me sexy in my life. My head swam with emotion as he kissed the words against my tongue.
He bit and sucked on my lips until I was whimpering and rolling my hips up into him. We were both hard again, and the room was full of wet kissing sounds coupled with my tiny desperate pants.
He threaded his fingers into my hair as he devoured my mouth, rocking his hard cock into mine, and I gasped at the tingling bursts of pleasure that erupted through me at the friction.
“Jaaayyy…” I whined as he broke our kiss, his chest heaving with each breath.
He let out a breathy laugh and began to kiss a hot, wet path down my chest.
“Milllooooo…” he cooed back, his tone teasing. I gasped as he dragged his blunt fingernails down my chest, continuing his descent down my flushed body.
I wiggled my hips as his hot mouth licked and sucked at the thin skin on my abs. I wasn’t nearly as fit as Jay was. I’d always been a little on the skinny side, but Jay was making me feel so attractive for the first time in my life.
It was like he couldn’t get enough of me, and it was so hot my cock was literally throbbing in my pants.
He looked up at me and made eye contact as he dragged his tongue in a flat, horizontal line across my abdomen, chasing the edge of my waistband.
His hands fell to the button of my jeans, and he deftly flicked them open, curling his fingers into the belt loops to tug them down.
“Jay—what are you doing?” I rasped.
“Taking these off. Is that alright?” he asked, and I shivered with anticipation.
I’d never gone this far with anyone before.
I’d kissed a few boys in high school, but after that humiliating experience with Dylan in college, I had avoided any kind of dating and just focused on my school work.
Would that be a turn-off?
Should I tell him I was a virgin?
My cheeks heated at the thought.
A twenty-three-year-old virgin.
So embarrassing!
‘You don’t have to be embarrassed about anything with me, Milo. I’m a safe space for you.”
Jay’s words rang through my head as he stared up at me, waiting for me to give him permission to take my pants off so he could… Well, I didn’t know what he planned to do once they were off, but I really wanted to find out.
“If we’re moving too fast, we can stop. Whatever you want, baby, just say the words, and I’ll stop.”
My toes curled at the term of endearment, and I shivered again, my hot skin sheeting with goosebumps.
No one had ever called me baby before.
“I don’t want to stop…” I gasped, doing my best to be brave and tell him the truth. “I’ve just never… I’ve just never done something like this before.”
He froze, and his eyebrows shot up into his hairline in surprise.
“Really?”
I nodded, my cheeks flooding with shame.
“Yes, really. Is that… is that a turn-off?” I whispered, and his mouth dropped open.
“No, sweet boy. It’s not a turn-off. It’s hot as fuck. You mean to tell me that I’m the first person you’ve ever been with?”
I nodded, swallowing hard again and wishing my cheeks would cool down.
His eyes were so dark and filled with lust that I squirmed from the intensity of it.
“Jesus Christ, Milo. You’re going to be the death of me…”
He dropped his gaze back down to my hips, licking his lips at the straining bulge beneath my half-undone jeans.
He ran a flat palm up my abdomen, stroking his thumb gently over my treasure trail before using his other hand to slowly pull down the zipper of my jeans.
“Let’s get these off…” he murmured, tugging them down my legs and shifting slightly so I could kick out of them.
He looked absolutely feral as he stared at my hard cock beneath my boxers. I wished I’d worn ones without stupid little pizza slices on them, but he didn’t seem to care. Almost reverently, he wrapped his hand around me through the soft cotton and squeezed gently.
I groaned, bucking my hips up into his hand, and he cursed, using his other hand to undo the button on his own pants.
I watched through half-closed eyes as he slid his hand down his boxers to grip his own dick as he continued to stroke me.
He ran his fingers over the tip of my cock, which had dampened the fabric of my boxers, and I moaned softly, rocking up into his hand again.
“Fucking Christ, Milo…You’re so fucking sexy… the sounds you make kill me.” His voice came out in a low, masculine rumble. “That first time you took a bite of that cinnamon bun, and you moaned… Jesus, I’ve been beating off to that sound all week.”
“What? Really?” I meeped, and his eyes met mine, his gaze dark and serious.
“Yes, really.” He slipped out of his pants, and in one smooth motion, he ripped the last barrier between us down my legs.
I gasped as the cool air of the room hit my hot, swollen cock, and I watched in awe as Jay removed his boxers, too.
His cock was huge. It hung thick and heavy between his toned thighs, and a gush of precum leaked out of my tip at the sight of it.
Jay’s hungry eyes didn’t miss anything. He watched the pearly beads form, and he licked his lips.
“So hard for me.” He leaned back over my chest, and the heat from his naked body snaked around me like a warm, comforting blanket.
His heavy cock slid against mine, and we both groaned at the contact.
“Fuuuck…” Jay panted, holding himself over me with his hand beside my head. He humped into me, intentionally gliding himself up and down my shaft, and I whimpered, rolling my hips up to meet him.
“Your cock is just as perfect as the rest of you…” he breathed, wrapping his hand around both of our dicks and stroking them together.
An explosion of pure ecstasy ripped up my spine, and I choked on a moan as he sank his tongue back into my mouth, licking me into submission while he continued to lazily tug our cocks in tandem.
My body was on fire, and I couldn’t catch my breath. Every inch of me wanted to be touching him, and the feelings his hand and his cock were drawing out of me were like nothing I’d ever felt before.
“You like that, baby? You like it when I touch you there?”
“Yes… I like it so much…” I panted, and he kissed me over and over again.
The corner of my mouth, the apples of each of my cheeks. My nose. My forehead. My throat.
“How far do you want to go tonight, Milo?” he asked, already kissing another path down my chest. He paused to draw one of my nipples into his mouth, and I let out a mewling sound as he rolled the tip sharply between his teeth.
“Do you want me to suck on this perfect cock?” he asked, and my mind went blank.
Yes… fuck yes, I wanted that.
Another rush of precum gushed out of me, and he chuckled at the sight of it.
“I’m going to take that as a yes,” he murmured. Leaning back over me, he traced my lips with two fingers and gave me a dangerous smile.
“Suck, sweet boy. Get my fingers wet, please.”
That please hit me hard again, and I found myself obeying, and his eyes darkened as I opened for him.
“Mmm… Good Milo. That’s so good,” he hummed, sliding his fingers into my mouth and stroking them against my tongue. “You look so pretty with my fingers in your perfect mouth…”
He stared at me as he slid his fingers against my tongue, his own cock dripping tiny puddles of cum on my abdomen as he gently fucked my mouth with his hand.
I choked slightly as he curled them down my throat, and he frowned, pulling them back out a bit so I could get my bearings.
“You’re okay. Just breathe. You’re doing so good for me, Milo, just a little more. Get them as wet as you can.”
Fervently and desperate to please, I suckled on his fingers and allowed saliva to pool, doing my best to get his fingers as wet and sloppy as possible.
“That’s it, baby…” he purred, his tender expression flooding with a heart-melting look of approval. “Good job. Bend your knees,” he ordered, and I slid up the couch slightly so I could do what he said.
My brain was mush as he settled between my thighs. With his wet fingers, he traced my crack and used his free hand to stand my hard cock up like a spear before him.
“I can’t believe no one’s ever touched you here before,” he marveled, pressing his wet fingers deeper into my crack until he was touching my hole.
I whined, arching into him, my cock sliding in his hand at the movement.
His pupils blew at my reaction, and he met my gaze between my legs.
“You want me to suck on this gorgeous cock, Milo?”
I nodded desperately, reaching for his head and making a grabby motion with my hands. My dick was so hard it was starting to hurt. I needed to come so freaking bad, and just thinking of how good his mouth would feel had me leaking all over his hand.