23. Twenty-Three
Twenty-Three
Seth
I do my best to ignore the negative thoughts racing through my head as I trace my fingers down Ty’s bare chest. I’m such a fucking idiot. How did I think I could say no to him? Looking at him underneath me wearing nothing but his briefs, it’s a miracle I haven’t already fucked him. I just couldn’t stand the thought that this meant more to me than it does to him. That he sees me as only a convenient way to explore his bisexuality. I couldn’t bring myself to screw Ty, knowing I was just his first guy in a line of conquests.
His lips twitch up into a smile as his eyes meet mine. “Are you gonna fuck me or just tease me?” he asks, flipping over to lie on his stomach.
“So impatient,” I chide him. My hands move to his hips, pulling down the waistband of his underwear. Ty scoots his knees under him, helping me undress him and leaving his ass right in front of my face. A thought pops in my head, but this time it’s a good one. I remember how Ty was kissing and licking me when he first blew me, and I can’t resist the idea of teasing him more with some rimming. It doesn’t hurt that it’s another first for us either. I figure it can’t be that different from going down on a chick, and I’m curious to see how Ty will react to it.
I slide my thumbs down the crease of his ass, pulling the cheeks apart to expose his hole. Then I lean closer and blow on the sensitive skin of his rim. His hole puckers and Ty looks at me over his shoulder. “What are you—” He doesn’t finish his sentence, his words turning into a moan as I press my tongue into his pucker. “Fuck.”
I tighten my grip on his ass, holding him open as I work my tongue into the tight ring. Feeling Ty buck and squirm in my grip has my dick harder than steel. When his hole opens up enough to push my tongue in, I know we’re getting somewhere. “You got lube?” I ask, pulling my mouth back as my finger traces his rim.
Ty reaches over to his nightstand, opening the drawer and grabbing something before he tosses a tube in my direction. Lubing up my fingers takes a matter of seconds, but I take the opportunity to tease Ty a little more, licking his hole and thrusting my tongue inside of him. “Let me know if you wanna stop or you change your mind,” I tell him as I carefully slide one finger in. With all of the prep from rimming him, my finger pushes in with barely any resistance.
“I’m good. I want this and I’ve been practicing,” Ty’s words are broken up with little grunts and harsh breaths.
“You’ve been practicing?” I ask as it hits me what he means. “Damn, wish I could see that. Did it feel good? Your fingers filling you up. Or was it more of a tease, not quite enough to reach your prostate?” I finger him while I talk, sliding my finger deeper until I brush against the bundle of nerves that makes him moan.
“God dammit, Seth. That mouth.”
“My mouth? You want my tongue in you, baby?” I ask, knowing damn well he’s referring to the dirty talk. The way his body clenches around me as I tease him is a dead giveaway.
“No … yes. Fuck, just do whatever you want.”
“I can’t wait to see your pretty little hole filled with my cock.” I lean closer, using my thumbs to pull at the rim of his hole and open him up for my tongue. “You’re doing such a great job opening for me. Just relax and enjoy this.”
With the help of my mouth and some lube, I work Ty up to three fingers without too much of a strain. It’s clear he’s right on the edge of an orgasm and fighting it, from the way his hips keep shaking, like he’s about to hump the mattress to get off while I finger him. “Seth, please.” Ty’s eyes are watery as he lets out a heavy breath.
“Almost there, baby,” I tell him as I pull my fingers out and trace the loose pucker. My dick stands straight up as I shove my boxers out of the way, tucking the waistband under my balls. Taking the time to move and actually take them off sounds like a waste of time that neither of us has the patience for. I scoot closer, moving my body between Ty’s legs and grabbing my erection at the base. I tease him with the tip rubbing my cock against his open hole but not pushing in quite yet. “You ready?”
Ty arches his back, pressing his hips back like he’s trying to fuck himself on my cock. “Please,” he moans. “Seth, I’m so close. I wanna come with you in me.”
His words spur me on. I wanna see that. Ty falling apart as I fuck him. His body tightens up as the tip of my dick enters. “Shh, relax. You got this, baby. Bear down and let your body open up for me.” I talk him through it as I shift my hips, sliding into his hole in a smooth thrust. We both moan when I bottom out.
“Holy fuck,” Ty groans. “Just uh, don’t move quite yet.”
I soothe my hand over the cheek of his ass before resting it on his hip, getting a better grip. “You’re doing so good, baby,” I tell him as I lean over and press a kiss to his spine. “Feel so tight. Taking my cock so well.” The words come out of me easily. I’m not usually the kind of guy to talk during sex, but I want Ty to know what he does to me. From the way his body tenses each time I call him baby and tell him what a good job he’s doing, I know he’s enjoying this too. The first tentative thrust has Ty bracing himself against the mattress to meet my hips with his.
As much as I want to take my time, both of us are already too amped up. Seeing my dick disappear in Ty’s hole is making it harder for me to talk. I wrap my arm around his waist to grab his dick, and Ty groans. “Shit, I’m gonna come.”
“Good. I wanna see you fuck into my fist. Then I’m gonna fuck you until I come.” I don’t have to tell Ty twice, he shifts his hips to thrust into my grip, rocking back and forth between my fist and my cock. From the way his hot body feels around me, I know I’m not far behind him.
Ty hits his orgasm first, his hips shuddering to a stop as he covers my hand with his release. I thrust in a few more times before I feel the familiar tightening in my balls. It’s only after as I’m easing my dick out of him that I realize we forgot an important part of our conversation. I let out a heavy sigh as I lie down next to Ty and pull him into my arms. It can wait for the post-orgasm glow to fade. Doesn’t make much of a difference now, even if it’s hot as hell to see him filled with my cum. Ty turns to me and presses a lazy kiss to my lips. “Damn, if I’d known how good that feels I would’ve been doing it sooner,” he says.
“That good?” I ask with a laugh. “I was a little surprised you wanted to bottom. Thought we’d be arguing over who gets to top.”
He raises an eyebrow at me. “Would you let me fuck you?”
“I don’t know.” I shrug as much as I can with how we’re lying down. “It’s not that I’m against the idea, it just never came up with the other guys I’ve been with. They all wanted me to fuck them.” Ty’s also the first guy I’ve been with that’s close to my size. It feels like we’re on more even footing, and part of me can see us rolling around and arguing over who gets to top this time. The idea is kinda hot.
“I’d be your first?” Ty asks with a grin. “I kinda like that idea.” He shifts, scooting closer to me but then he stops and grunts. “Ugh, not loving that. Feels weird having your cum leak out of me.”
My hand moves to grab his ass. “Just means I’ll have to fuck you again and fill you up with more,” I tell him with a waggle of my eyebrows.
Ty shoves my shoulder and shakes his head at me.
“Does it bother you? I mean that we didn’t use a condom.”
“Should it?” he asks. “Do I have a reason to worry about it?”
“No. I’m usually good about condoms and my last test results were all negative except oral herpes, and that shouldn’t be a big deal.”
“Yeah, I’ve had that too.” Ty’s fingers trace a pattern over my bare back. “I’ve never had sex not using a condom before this. Wouldn’t normally consider it, you know with …” he trails off, but I get his meaning.
“If it bugs you, we don’t have to—”
“I liked it,” Ty cuts me off. “You felt so good, and yeah, it’s a little gross after the fact, but …” His cheeks turn red. “I like having you in me that way. Especially knowing you don’t usually do this.”
“You like having me deep inside of you?” I ask. “Feeling me mark you with my cum?”
Ty bites his lip and shakes his head slightly. “Who would’ve guessed you’d have such a filthy mouth,” he jokes.
“You like it,” I tease back.
Ty answers by pressing his lips to mine. “We should probably clean up and head to the party. At least make an appearance so people don’t wonder where we are.”
“Cleaning up, yes. Fuck the party, though. I’d rather stay here with you.”