Chapter 21
Sebastian
We kissed. I kissed him and it was the most earth-shattering thing I’d ever experienced in my life. I laid in bed that night replaying the day and replaying that kiss. I wanted to do it again. It was taking all of my power to not bug him. Finally, I turned my light out and went to sleep.
The next day I woke up to a text from him.
Good morning. Thank you for yesterday. I’m making breakfast if you’d like to come over.
I wrote back to him instantly,
I can’t wait. I’ll be there in a few.
That was how most mornings went for Jackson and me for several weeks.
We’d take turns making breakfast and inviting the other one over.
Quinn even joined us for breakfast a few times and teased us about how disgustingly cute we were and how different I was.
I was happier. I was happier and it was because of Jackson.
Even at work, we would exchange looks and smiles. Occasionally, I’d come in to find a treat or something on my desk. I would give him a ride to his apartment every now and then and other times he rode the bus because he had other errands.
We even decided to go Christmas Tree shopping for my place.
He didn’t want one for his place but instead opted for hanging lights around the windows.
It was nice to pick out a tree and decorate my house even if it was really late in the month.
Quinn invited Jackson for Christmas before I could and with one look at me and me giving him a nod, he said yes.
Another holiday with Jackson came and went and it was perfect. Jackson and I spent much of our time cuddling and making out, but we hadn’t done anything else yet. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to but until just a few weeks prior, he hadn’t even kissed someone.
Jackson was lying in the bed with me, and we had turned on the tv looking for a movie. He was watching the tv and I was watching him. He looked over at me and saw me staring at him. “What, you goof?” He asked.
My heart was thumping in my chest pretty hard. I reached over and pulled him toward me to kiss him. Jackson set the remote down and threw his leg over me. I put my knee between his legs. That was how it started out between us, but it never went further than kissing.
When Jackson groaned and rocked his hips a bit, I reached down for his waistband and slid my hand inside.
His body is hard, his cock long and thick.
I couldn’t believe I was finally feeling his bare cock in my hands.
His hands landed on my chest, gripping my shirt, as he thrusted into my hand while I stroked him.
I never wanted to stop touching him. He was perfect.
My dick was stiff, and I wanted to rub it against him.
His body was shaking as he kissed me, and then he started pushing his jeans down.
I pulled my hand back. “What’re you doing? ”
He looked at me and said, “I just want to feel you against me. I need it. I want it. I just want to be close to you. We don’t have to go all the way. I just want to feel skin to skin with you and touch you the way you’re touching me.”
Fuck. I didn’t know if I could lay naked with him and not want to fuck him, but I would try. After we took our clothes off, he looked down at me. My cock jerking to attention. Jackson wrapped his hand around me and started stroking slowly. “You’re so big, Sebastian.”
“You get me so fucking hard, Jackson. This is because of you. Come here, baby.” I lifted him up to straddle me.
Reaching inside my side table, I grabbed a bottle of lube out.
Jackson’s eyes went wide. Smiling, I said.
“It’s ok. We aren’t going to go all the way.
This will just help us move together. Is that okay? ”
He nodded and looked nervous. I poured a little bit of lube over my cock and rubbed it around with my hand and then rubbed it on him.
He leaned back and groaned at my touch. Reaching up, I grabbed his cock and brought it against mine, both inside my hand and began stroking us together.
“Oh fuck, Jackson. You feel so good against me.”
He groaned and leaned into it, grinding his cock against mine, moving at the same pace as me. “Fuuuuck me… Sebastian, fuck…” he moaned as he moved back and forth, our cocks gliding together in my hand, his hands leaning on my chest. “I’ve never…oh my god. Does it always feel like this?”
I reached up with one hand behind his neck and pulled him down to me, capturing his lips with mine.
He groaned into my mouth, making me grip us harder and stroke faster.
I wanted to come with him, together. He felt so good against me.
“You make it feel like this.” I kissed him again.
“Are you fucking ready to come for me, Jackson. Let me see how I make your cock feel.” He kissed me with so much intensity and stiffened as he moaned louder, cumming all over us.
With one more swipe of my tongue against his, I was coming too.
The groans and moans coming from us in that new territory we’d crossed into was too much. “Are you ok?” I asked him.
He slid off of me and laid on his back. “Oh my god. Yes, I’m ok. That was incredible. What’s the real thing going to feel like when we do it? When are we going to do it?”
Laughing, I said, “Whenever you’re ready, baby. You say the word. I’ll take your lead.”
We got up, showered together, and decided on dinner. It was quiet, but it was that good kind of quiet, where you can’t stop thinking about what just happened. We kept exchanging glances and smiles all night. I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
After dinner, I drove him home and he invited me upstairs. “I’m not ready to say goodnight. Come up for a while,” he said.
Not one to see a disappointed Jackson, I followed him up to his place. Since our first shopping trip, he had gotten a bit more furniture. He still didn’t have a couch, but he claimed he didn’t want one yet. He did get an actual bed though to replace the air mattress.
When we got inside, I closed the door and then grabbed him and pinned him against the wall and kissed him.
Breaking to catch our breath, he said, “Sebastian, I need more.”
“You need it or want it?” I asked him. I kissed up his neck and whispered in his ear.
“I want it. I want more,” he pleaded.
“What do you want? Tell me, Jackson.” I reached down and unbuckled his jeans, slowly pushing his pants down. Then I kneeled in front of him. He still hadn’t spoke, so I said, “Jackson, tell me what you want.”
“I…I want you to suck me.”
“That’s right. You want me to make you feel good?”
His head was back against the wall, “Please, Sebastian.”
Jackson was hard again and ready for me.
I pulled his cock out of his pants and licked the precum that had leaked at the tip.
“So good, baby. You taste so good. I do this to you.” Then I took him in my mouth and listened to his moans while he thrusted his hips forward, his cock hitting the back of my throat.
I tried to control my gag reflex and circled his cock with my tongue.
I sucked deep, bringing my other hand up to cradle his balls, giving them a slight tug.
“How’s that feel, Jackson? Getting your dick sucked for the first time, baby. ”
“Fuck, so good. So good. Don’t stop.” I didn’t stop. I sucked him and stroked him with my hand at the same time. His hands were tight in my hair. I wanted and needed him just as much he wanted and needed me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Sebastian.”
I finally popped off his cock and stood up. “What do you want?”
“I want…” he paused.
“Say what you want, baby. It’s the only way it’ll happen.” I reached down and continued to stroke him as I nibbled at his lips.
“I want you to fuck me, Sebastian. I’m nervous but I want it.”
With a smile against his mouth, I said, “I need to fuck you. I want to fuck you. Come on…” I pulled us over to Jackson’s bed and we got undressed, climbing under the blankets.
Our naked bodies pressed up against each other, our hard as fuck cocks pushed together, our hips thrusting against each other.
“I’m going to pour lube every fucking where, baby.
It’s going to hurt a little bit, but I swear it’ll feel good after a few minutes.
” Our hands were everywhere like we didn’t know what to do with them, but I did. I wanted to touch him anywhere I could.
Jackson nodded and let me continue. Moving to his back, I placed myself between his legs. I poured lube on my hand, making sure to coat my fingertips. Running my fingers down his ass, I found his hole and could feel his body shaking beneath me. “There it is. This is mine, right?”
He nodded and said, “Yes, god, yes. Please…”
Circling the rim, I pushed a finger inside and watched as his eyes rolled back and his breath caught. “That’s it, Jackson. That’s just my finger. I can’t wait to fuck you with my cock.”
“It’s not going to fit. It can’t fit, Sebastian.” I kept pumping my finger and then I added another one. “Fuck,” he said.
Pushing his knees up so I could get closer to him, I said, “It’ll fit.
You can take it.” I lined myself up with him.
“I’m going to make this feel so good.” Slowly I stroked myself, then dragged my cock around the rim of his asshole.
“Breathe, Jackson.” Then I slowly pushed it inside.
“Oh, fuck, Jackson. You’re so tight.” Hissing, I slowly pushed in further as I watched Jackson squeeze his eyes shut and groan.
Pushing in deeper, I finally stopped and stilled myself because I felt like I was on the verge of cumming.
“Sebastian, you feel good. It hurts, but…but it feels good. Please go…thrust…”
Letting out a deep breath, my cock was pulsing inside him.
I started sliding in and out, watching myself disappear inside his ass.
I would pull back and thrust in again, eliciting moans from him that made my balls tighten up.
The visual of him clawing at the sheets as I buried myself inside him was enough to make me want to blow my load.
Needing to slow down before I did, I leaned forward and kissed him.
Then I reached down and started stroking his cock to hold off my orgasm.
He was leaking precum on his stomach and I just wanted to lean down and lick it up.
My head fell back as I held his knees with my hands trying to steady myself and my breathing.
The sounds of our skin slapping together was too much to take.
“Grab your cock, baby, and stroke it. Show me how good I’m making this ass feel.
” Jackson reached up and grabbed himself and stroked as he took all of me.
“Look at me, Jackson, up here.” His eyes flitted from where we were connected to my face.
“I’m gonna…Oh god…cum… Sebastian…”
“Jackson, let’s cum together. Are you telling me you’re ready?”
“Yes…” He groaned again as I pumped hard in and out of him, we came together.
We collapsed into each other. It was Jackson’s first time, and my first time realizing I was in love with him.
It was more than just dating. I wanted to spend every moment with him.
I wanted him in my house and in my bed every night. I didn’t want to scare him though.
“Sebastian, that… was amazing. Are you ok?” Jackson cleaned himself up and then laid his head on my chest.
Kissing the top his head, thinking about the realization that I loved him, I said, “Yeah, yeah, I’m ok. Are you? How do you feel?”
“Never better. That was insanely incredible. That’s what I’ve been missing this whole time?” Jackson said with a small laugh.
I laughed and squeezed him. Not wanting to move and break the spell, I said, “Let’s get some sleep. We can clean up in the morning. Goodnight, Jackson.” I love you.
“Night, Sebastian.”