Chapter Eight #2
They went upstairs, and Allen fumbled his key at the door, swearing under his breath. He eventually managed to open it and stepped inside, letting Rick in behind him. Allen flicked the light on and kicked his shoes off, then watched Rick take his own shoes off and hang his coat on the hook.
Rick turned back to him and watched him for a few seconds. “Are you still okay?” Rick asked.
Allen nodded. “Yeah.”
“Nervous?”
Allen looked away and nodded. “A little.”
“Me too.”
Allen’s eyes shot back to Rick. “You’re nervous?”
“Yes. This is my first time with you. I don’t want to mess it up.”
Shaking his head, Allen whispered, “You won’t.”
Rick stepped closer and kissed him. Allen moaned and pressed up against Rick, feeling his body against his own.
He slid his hands over Rick’s shoulders and kissed him back.
Rick moved them until Allen’s back pressed against the wall.
Allen whimpered and arched up, his fingers tunneling into Rick’s hair as Rick’s tongue tangled with his.
“Tell me what you want,” Rick whispered against Allen’s lips.
Allen swallowed. Saying it out loud made it feel real in a way that scared him, but he wasn’t going anywhere. He wanted Rick. “I want you.”
Rick smiled and kissed his cheek. “Yeah?”
Allen nodded, feeling his cheeks heat. “Yeah.”
Rick kissed him again. “Bedroom?”
Allen took his hand and led him into his bedroom. Once inside, Allen stopped, nerves taking over. He swallowed as he looked at his bed, then glanced at Rick when Rick palmed his cheek.
“You can say no,” Rick reminded him.
“I know,” Allen whispered.
Rick watched his face. “Do you want this?”
Allen nodded. “Yeah, I do.”
Rick kissed Allen again and slowly slid his hands under Allen’s jacket. He eased the jacket off his shoulders, then paused. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“I won’t,” Allen whispered.
Rick smiled then kissed Allen again and guided him back onto the bed.
Allen watched Rick strip, his eyes moving over every inch of skin until Rick stood naked.
Allen couldn’t help but look at Rick’s body.
It showed he worked out. He didn’t have the abs younger men did, but he looked great, and Allen wanted to touch him.
Allen hesitated before removing his clothes, and as soon as he was naked he wanted to cover himself up, but then he saw the look on Rick’s face and the way his eyes moved over his body.
“You look amazing.”
“Yeah?” Allen glanced away.
Rick kissed him and whispered, “I can’t wait to be inside you, Allen.”
Allen swallowed, then lay back on the bed, spreading his legs so Rick could lie between them. When he did, Allen gasped, feeling Rick’s hard dick rub along his own. Rick kissed him and Allen moaned as he sank into him, his hands sliding into Rick’s hair.
Rick kissed him again, then glanced toward the bedside table. “Do you have—”
Allen nodded and reached into the drawer himself. He pulled out a condom and a small bottle of lube and put them on the bed beside Rick.
Rick kissed him once more, then shifted down, mouth trailing over Allen’s chest and stomach, and Allen’s fingers twisted in the sheets, moaning at how good it felt. When Rick’s mouth moved lower and Allen gasped, Rick paused just long enough to look up.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” Rick said.
“I don’t,” Allen said fast, then swallowed and added, “Please.”
Rick held Allen’s cock up and Allen saw precome leak from the slit.
A string formed as it dropped onto his abdomen, keeping it connected to his cock.
Stroking it slowly, Rick leaned forward, running his tongue over the head, then sucking it into his mouth while moving his tongue around the head.
Allen groaned loudly, his legs shaking as Rick sucked the head.
Stroking Allen, Rick continued to lick and suck on the head, moaning when Allen thrust up, pushing his dick into Rick’s mouth. Rick kissed the head, then moved down, tracing the large vein running down Allen’s cock with his tongue, sucking the skin at the base into his mouth.
Licking back up, Rick circled the head with his tongue, then kissed his way up Allen’s body. Rick brushed his mouth over Allen’s, and Allen sighed as they kissed, tasting himself on Rick’s tongue.
Sitting up, Rick tore the condom packet open, rolled it on with steady hands, then pressed a kiss to Allen’s mouth. He slicked lube onto his fingers first and looked at Allen’s face before he touched him.
“Breathe,” Rick said.
Allen nodded, but his breath caught anyway when Rick’s fingers slid between his asscheeks and slid over his asshole.
As Rick pushed a finger in, he swallowed Allen’s shaft.
Allen cried out, his hips moving on the bed.
Rick held them down, sucking his dick as he moved his finger in and out of Allen’s ass.
“Oh fuck, Rick!”
Rick hummed, the vibrations moving along Allen’s shaft, and his hips jerked again. Rick continued to move his finger slowly in and out of Allen’s hole, then pushed a second one in as well, twisting them until he hit Allen’s prostate.
Allen cried out again, his body shaking. Rick pushed a third finger in and started moving them, scissoring them to help the muscles loosen up more. Rick moved up Allen’s body and kissed him, and Allen groaned against Rick’s mouth when Rick’s hand tightened at his hip.
When Rick brushed that spot again, Allen’s body jolted hard. He gasped, and Rick paused again, watching him.
“Yeah?” Rick asked, a low edge in his voice now.
Allen nodded quickly. “Yeah—yeah.”
Rick kissed him again, slower and deeper, and Allen clung to him as the pleasure built inside. Rick moved his fingers again, teasing Allen’s prostate until Allen was shaking with need.
“Greedy,” Rick murmured.
Allen’s face burned, but he didn’t care. “Rick. Please.”
When Rick finally pulled his fingers away, Allen felt the loss sharply, and Rick’s other hand slid up to cup Allen’s face.
“Do you want me?” Rick asked, voice low.
Allen’s throat tightened. “Yes.”
“Tell me,” Rick said.
“I want you,” Allen said, breath shaky. “I want you inside me.”
Rick went still for half a second, eyes fixed on Allen’s, and then something in his expression sharpened. He nodded once and shifted, slicked more lube, and lined himself up carefully, pausing again as if he was giving Allen one last chance to change his mind.
Rick pushed in slowly, and Allen’s breath broke as his body stretched around him. The stretch burned at first, and Allen’s fingers dug into Rick’s skin as he gasped and groaned Rick’s name. Rick stayed still once he was in, forehead dropping to Allen’s, breath uneven as he stayed still.
“Okay?” Rick asked, his voice rougher this time.
Allen forced himself to relax. The pressure eased as his body adjusted.
Rick didn’t move until Allen nodded, and when Rick finally thrust, it was slow and steady.
Allen’s body reacted fast, heat building again, and the combination of being kissed, being held, and being filled made Allen’s head go hazy.
Rick’s hand slid under Allen’s thigh and lifted it slightly, changing the angle, and Allen gasped when it hit that spot again and his hips jerked.
“There,” Rick murmured, and it sounded satisfied.
Allen clung to him, gasping as Rick kept fucking him, hitting that spot every time he thrust into Allen’s ass. Allen kissed him, their tongues tangling, his hands tugging on Rick’s hair.
Before he knew it, Allen’s body tightened, the pleasure climbing, and when he started to lose control, he grabbed Rick’s face and kissed him hard.
Rick groaned. “You close?” he asked.
Allen nodded, breath shaking. “Yeah.”
Rick’s hand moved between them, grabbing Allen’s dick and stroking it.
Allen’s whole body shuddered, and he couldn’t hold his orgasm back.
He broke with a gasp, his legs trembling, and Rick followed a few seconds later, thrusts going deeper, rougher, before he stilled then collapsed on top of Allen.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Rick stayed inside him, breathing heavily, his forehead pressed to Allen’s, and Allen lay trying to catch his breath as his heart rate slowed.
Rick kissed him, slower now, then shifted carefully and pulled out, immediately reaching for tissues and helping Allen to clean up without making it awkward.
Rick disposed of the condom, washed his hands, then came back and climbed into bed, pulling Allen close. Allen let him, sighing as he rested his head on Rick’s chest.
“Are you okay?” Rick asked.
Allen sighed as he closed his eyes. “Yeah.”
Rick’s hand tightened slightly on his waist. “Good.”
Allen lay there for a minute and realized that for once he didn’t feel alone.