Chapter 16 Oakley #2
And ass.
That’s where my thoughts are. And if they knew, they would never let either of us live it down.
Luckily, Lennox starts yawning during one of the games, and the guys all agree that it’ll be their last one of the night.
After saying goodbye to everyone, I lock the front door, then head straight into the living room to hunt down Cole.
He’s standing in the kitchen, his headphones on his ears.
With a black trash bag in one hand, he uses his other hand to pick up the garbage they left behind.
Nope. That can wait until tomorrow.
Walking over to him, I grab the trash bag from his grasp and drop it on the floor. Grabbing his headphones, I smirk when I hear Hilary Duff blaring through the speakers. Turning them off, I set them on the counter, then clasp his hand and drag him to the couch.
“Is something wrong?” he asks once we’re sitting side by side. “Did I do something wrong?” His hands twist in his lap, and I take hold of them, locking them in place.
“Everything is fine. More than fine. Things have been perfect. But my mind has been on an idea for the last couple of hours, and I wanted to talk to you about it.”
“Is it anal sex?” He asks eagerly, while he bounces slightly on the couch.
Laughing, I encircle Cole’s waist, pulling him into my lap. Trailing my fingers up his spine, I take his lips with mine, retreating slowly. “How did you know?”
“I might have been thinking the same thing. Ever since they started talking about it. I’ve been wondering if what they were saying is really true. Is it mind-blowing? More so, will it be mind-blowing for me?”
“It’s been on my mind too. I know it’s different for me because I’ve always enjoyed sex.
But it’s still been special with you. Sex has never been this meaningful to me before.
And yeah, after hearing their discussion, it makes me want to try it.
With you. But only if that’s something you think you would want, too. ”
Cole is nodding his head as I’m finishing my sentence, too eager to wait. “Yes, I want that. I want to do it. Fuck, I want to try it with you.”
“Okay, fuck,” I groan, pushing his hips to grind down on my erection.
“Fuck,” I moan again, kissing him roughly.
I sift my hands through his long locks, gripping them tightly.
I never realized how much I loved pulling his hair.
Any chance to pull and tug on the strands, I’m taking it.
With a tight grip, I yank his head back, exposing his neck to me.
First, I start by licking a swipe up the side of his neck, which quickly turns to me sucking on a certain spot that has him seeing stars as he grinds down onto me roughly.
I stay latched on while he continues grinding on my lap trying to chase his orgasm.
“Wait, Oak, wait,” he breathes, trying to push away from me.
“Hmm?”
“I want to try something. But we can’t do it here. We need to move to the bedroom.”
“I’d follow you anywhere,” I tell him honestly.
Standing up, I keep him in my grasp, my hands locked tight under his ass.
As much as I’d like to carry this man into his bedroom, with us being so close in height, I don’t think I’ll be able to travel all the way down the hallway.
I take a couple steps, my legs starting to shake more as I walk.
Cole laughs loudly, jumping out of my hold. “Maybe you need to up how much you lift.”
Gasping, I playfully place my palm over my heart. “Are you calling me weak?”
“I would never call you that. But if the shoe fits…”
“Oh, you’re going to regret that.” Cole takes off running, with me right on his heels as he slides into his bedroom. He tries to close his door on me, but I’m quicker, my hand blocking it from closing. “Oh, no, no,” I say, inching into his room. “You started this.”
“I didn’t start anything,” he replies, wheezing as he slowly walks backward. He looks behind him, seeing his bed, which means he’s stuck. I’m obstructing the doorway, and unless he wants to jump out the window, he’s going to have to take what I dish out.
“Oh, yes, you did.”
We sidestep one another, him still trying to find a way to get by me.
I keep stepping forward until he’s pressed against the mattress.
With a gentle shove, I push him down onto the bed and then attack.
I tickle his sides first, knowing that’s where he’s the most ticklish.
After giving his torso an ample amount of attention, I move to his armpits, chuckling when he yelps.
“Do you give up yet?” I ask, not letting up.
“Never,” he gasps, twisting his body around, trying to deflect my touch.
I keep up with tickling him until I become too tired to continue. Surrendering, I plop down next to him, attempting to catch my breath. “How do you handle it for so long? I can never take it when you’re tickling me.”
“Who knows?” he pants, pivoting to face me. “But I last longer than you.”
I waggle my eyebrows, smiling at him. “Only at tickling. I last longer at other things.”
“Oh god, come on, let’s get ready for bed.”
“Bed?” I ask, sitting straight up. “I thought you said we were gonna have some fun in the bedroom. Now we’re in the bedroom. What’s the fun?”
“Change first, then fun.”
“Okay.”
Wanting to get to the fun quicker, I strip out of my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor.
Cole’s eyes widen as he watches me, now standing completely naked in front of him.
“I’m ready. Your turn.” Cole follows my lead, getting off the bed and stripping bare.
He leaves his clothes in a heap next to mine, then we both crawl onto the bed, lying beside one another. “Now what?” I ask.
“Okay, so we both admitted we want to try to have anal sex. But to be honest, I don’t know what I’m doing. Do you?”
“Not really.”
Cole blows out a breath, nodding his head. “Okay, how would you feel about watching some videos? Seeing what other men do.”
“You do know those videos are fake, right?”
“Yeah,” he snickers, “but it would still give us an idea.”
“Whatever you need.” Cole grabs his phone off the mattress, while I sit up against the headboard, placing a pillow behind my head.
Cole finds his spot next to me, and then we’re looking through a shit ton of thumbnails of porn videos on his phone.
“Have you ever watched gay porn before?” I’m eager to know what his answer is.
I don’t think I’ve ever caught him watching porn, and if I’m being honest, I’m curious what he’s into.
“I actually have. I’ve watched all types of porn. Some are more entertaining than others. Have you?”
“Yeah,” I tell him honestly. “I’ve seen different types of porn.
But there was always something about gay porn that was hot as fuck.
Maybe it was the way they would touch each other sensually, but it was beautiful.
The care that went into how they treated each other or the loving looks they would give. ”
Cole smiles at me, then resumes his search for the perfect video.
Once he finds one he deems worthy, he presses play.
The first one he plays is a bust, the two men in the clip jumping into fucking right away.
So he quits that one, then takes his time trying to find another.
I don’t want to rush him, but I’m so damn aroused, not only because we’re sitting here watching porn side-by-side, but because our naked bodies are fused together.
He finally finds another video; this one starts off much better than the others.
Our gazes are glued to the screen as we watch two men exploring each other’s bodies.
One of the men on the screen forces the other guy onto his hands and knees, then drizzles lube onto the other man’s ass.
He works him open with his fingers while the man on the bed is moaning loudly.
By the time the two of them in the film start fucking, I don’t think I can take anymore. I need to get my hands on Cole.
Taking the phone out of his hand, I toss it onto the floor, smiling when Cole’s lust-filled eyes find mine. “I want you to do that to me,” he says, jerking his head toward where his phone lies on the floor.
“You want me to finger you?”
“Yes,” he breathes, springing off the bed and rushing to grab his lube.
He tosses it at my chest, and I chuckle, shaking my head. “Eager, are we?”
“Hell, the moment I started the video, I was picturing it was us, and as soon as that happened, I knew what I wanted.”
“Okay, baby, I can do that.”
My hands shake as I clutch the bottle of lube and move it from hand to hand.
I’m nervous as hell. Touching Cole’s leg, I guide him onto the mattress, having him lean up on his hands and knees, just like in the video.
My hand hovers over his ass, wanting to stroke him, but scared to fuck this up for him.
“Please touch me,” he purrs, turning to look at me. There’s still lust there, but there’s also love. And so much damn trust.
“Can you open yourself up for me? Let me see you.” Cole follows my direction, his chest hitting the mattress so he’s able to pull his ass cheeks apart.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I say, and I truly mean it.
I’ve always thought Cole was flawless, and his asshole is no exception.
He has a pretty pink pucker that I can’t resist. Leaning forward, I lick up his crease, moaning when the taste of him explodes on my tongue.
Cole mewls loudly, pushing his ass back against my face as I eat him out.
My hands grip his waist tightly, holding him in place as I devour him.
Pulling away, I spit on his hole then attack him again.
Straightening my tongue, I breach the entrance, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
I never want to stop. Cole reaches behind him, tapping the top of my head.
I slowly come up for air, locking eyes with Cole.
“Want to try your fingers?” he pants, his pupils blown wide. “I don’t think I’m going to last much longer, and I want to feel you.”
“Anything you need, baby.”
I pour some lube onto my fingers and then drizzle some more into his crease before gently pushing Cole onto his side and then sliding in behind him.
I place one hand under his body, holding him to me while my lube-covered fingers explore his physique.
Once I reach his ass, I chuckle when he slowly slides his knees up, wordlessly telling me where he wants me to go.
Giving him what he wants, I drag my finger to his crease, rubbing his pucker but not yet pushing it in.
My heart is beating so damn fast, and there’s sweat all over my body.
I don’t want to fuck this up. I want to give Cole everything he’s ever wanted and needed.
My hands shake as I insert the tip of my middle digit into his ass.
Cole arches his frame, flinging his head back. He turns his face, his mouth searching for mine. Shoving my tongue into his mouth, I kiss him as my finger pushes farther into his body. Cole rocks his ass against my finger, trying to find his pleasure. His pants and moans fill the space between us.
My finger slips out of his ass, and Cole uses it as an excuse to change our positions.
He pushes at my chest, then straddles my waist, lining our dicks up.
Wanting to feel him again, I reach around his body, inserting my finger where it belongs.
Cole shouts as I breach him, his cock thrusting against mine.
“God, yes,” he screams. “More, Oak, fucking give me more. Two fingers.”
Snatching him around the neck, I pull his face to mine, shoving my tongue in his mouth before pulling away. “Anything you want.”
My hand searches the mattress, trying to find the bottle.
Once it’s in my hand, I drizzle more onto my fingers, then slowly push two of them into his ass.
Curling the tips of my fingers, I touch him in ways I’ve never thought of touching him before.
His head drops to my neck, our chests rubbing together easily from our sweat.
Our cocks are pressed tightly between us, and even though I want to come, I hold back.
I demand that Cole orgasm first. His pleasure is all I care about at this moment.
Pulling my fingers out, I grab hold of his waist and flip us so that I’m on top.
Crawling down his body, I push his legs wide, smirking when he reaches under them to hold them in place.
My fingers find their spot in his hole, and I finger him again, this time taking his cock to the back of my mouth.
“Fuck!” he shouts, his hands grabbing hold of my head and holding tight. “Fuck me, Oak. Right there. Don’t fucking stop. Make me fill your mouth up. Taste my cum, baby.”
I hum around his shaft, moving from two to three fingers.
My fingers hit a tiny bundle of nerves that has Cole shooting down my throat.
I suck him down, then pull off and take my time licking all over his dick.
His shaft is limp, but I can’t stop myself.
His cock gives one small twitch, but he’s done.
“My turn.”
Cole shoves my chest, pushing me down onto the bed, and I don’t even have a second to say a word before my dick is down his throat.
His finger touches my hole, and holy shit, I didn’t even realize he put lube on his fingers.
He’s barely breached my rim when I’m coming hard into his mouth.
Some dribbles out of the side of his lips, and damn, that’s sexy as fuck.
Leaning up, I wipe the stray cum at the corner of his mouth and shove my finger onto his tongue. He licks and sucks the cum off before falling onto my stomach.
“Holy shit,” he wheezes.
“Holy shit indeed.”