Chapter 15 The gala #3
You have unusually big fingers." We both laugh at the last part, but mine quickly turns to a moan as I push one of his fingers past the tight circle and move it slowly until it's in to the knuckle.
I give myself a few seconds to adjust before starting to move his hand again, using the one finger to help loosen the channel before I push a second finger in.
It's a tight fit already, but if I'm going to take his monster cock inside me, I need to be really loose.
And I'm nothing if not a fucking winner.
We keep at it for a few minutes before I take my hand away, letting him set a rhythm.
"You can spread your fingers around when you move them inside.
When you feel it loosen, add a third finger.
" I tell him and he proceeds to give the task his full concentration.
After only a few seconds, he makes the first swipe over my prostate and I nearly come on the spot, drawing a long guttural moan from me.
He learns the lesson fast, adding a third finger and pressing on the point with every pass.
I'm a moaning mess, trying my hardest not to come, but I'm so close it's painful not to grab my cock and start pulling on it.
"Need...you...now." I pant more, pulling at his hand to stop before I unravel. I manage to calm down a bit before I see him douse his dick with enough lube to fill a tank. I can't get over how considerate the guy is, even for the lack of experience.
"Condom?" I ask, but the way his face falls tells me the answer before he speaks.
"Shit, it didn't even register. I've only been with Jen and we didn't use them." He slumps
back onto his heels, but I latch onto his words.
Wait, what? ONLY?
Fuck my life, I should be a good guy and slow this down, but I'm desperate at this point. I need him like I need air. Clearing my throat, I do something really stupid that seems to be the theme when it comes to my whole relationship with Leon at this point.
"I'm… uhm… clear. Was tested a few months ago and haven't been with anyone since. I have the results on my phone somewhere, I can show you. But if you don’t… " I don't get to finish before he interrupts.
"I trust you." He says with full sincerity and my heart melts. "Same for me, I got tested after Jen left. I didn't think she was cheating, but..." He lets it hang and I decide that's good enough.
"Ok." I whisper and go to turn, but he stops me mid-swing.
"What are you doing?" He asks, confusion etched in his features.
"Uhm, turning? It's easier from behind." I explain in a soft voice.
"But how will I kiss you?" He asks and, honest to God, this fucking human.
"Ok," I say again and lie back down, pulling him over. I grab his cock before he can and place it on my crease, before I raise both legs and lock them behind his hips, then whisper "Slowly", before I kiss his mouth again.
The kiss is tantalizing and I get lost in him, barely registering the sting and he pushes his head past the tight ring of muscle.
He sticks his forehead to mine as he stuns me in place with the beautiful blues.
"Ok?" he asks and I rush to nod, grabbing one of his hips and slightly pushing him further.
Even with the prep and a gallon of lube, it still feels like he's splitting me in half.
This might be the greatest challenge of my life yet, but by Fuck he's bottoming inside before the night is over.
He gives small, trying thrusts, pushing slowly inside as he goes.
I think to myself that he must be in already, but the distance between our thighs tells me we're only about halfway. It feels like hours before his hips finally pull flush to my ass cheeks and I feel like I ran a marathon already.
"Ok?" He asks again and I manage a resounding "Yes!", because although this may be difficult, it's also the best feeling in the world.
Seemingly satisfied, Leon blankets my body as he starts to move.
And now I understand what he said by not fucking me, because this is so much more.
He moves sensually, slow and deep, while his hands caress my face and sides, taking my mouth in kiss after kiss.
I stop and reach for air, but he doesn't stop.
His lips are everywhere, slowly touching on my sweaty brows, my closed lids, nose and cheeks.
He draws lines on my jaw from one end to the other, while moving to the sensitive spots on my neck, drawing soft moans and gasps over and over again.
And he never stops moving, until need consumes me.
My own cock is trapped between our bodies, his sweat-slicked skin brushing over it with every pass of his cock over my prostate and it's too much.
I'm gasping for air, lightheaded from the burning in my veins and the overwhelming sense of belonging.
The connection swirls as I pull Leon into a kiss fueled with passion and lust, but three little words linger in my mind, wanting to be voiced.
I'm falling into the endless abyss of his scent and feel, spiraling back up towards the peak and when his eyes lock on me again, there's nothing left but the thread that snaps between us, pulling taut against my heartstrings.
We're moving in tandem, my hips meeting his with every movement as his pace quickens and I feel my balls pull tight as my orgasm is building. I only need a bit...
more.
Unexpectedly, Leon gives me a hard thrust, going so deep inside I scream, then grabs my hips before lifting me into him and setting back on his heels, one arm snaking around to push up between my shoulder blades until my chest is flush to his and the other wrapping around my nape before his mouth descends onto mine again.
The position changes the angle as he gives quick shallow thrusts, lighting my prostate like a Christmas tree, and my orgasm hits like a tsunami.
I'm coming in waves, never stopping, while I paint his abs in my cum and I feel my ass constrict around him.
I take him over the edge with me, feeling hot cum fill me to the brink as he comes with a long groan that could raise the dead, but he doesn't stop moving as he takes us both through bliss.
My head only starts to come down from the clouds when he finally lays me back down, still inside me, while enveloping me in a cocoon.
He's still burning hot as a furnace as he settles his forehead in the crook between my neck and shoulder and we just breathe each other in, completely at peace.
It's hours or maybe just minutes before he finally slips out, completely soft and sated. I think he's fallen asleep when he starts to speak. "Dex, I... that was.."
"Yeah." I interrupt, not needing words to know how he feels. Because I feel the same and it's fucking scary. But also exhilarating and freeing. I start to laugh with a hint of insanity, which makes Leon lift his head and point his baby blues at me.
"Sorry." I rush to say. "It's just a ridiculous situation that a baby bi made me come the hardest in my life and completely untouched on his first try. Jesus, Leon, you're really something else." I finish with another laugh and catch the smile widening on his face.
"Guess I did alright, then?" He asks and I can't help letting another laugh blow wide out.
"A fucking understatement if I ever heard any.
" I give it another few moments before I continue.
"And you're okay? I know this is a lot, especially for someone who thought they were straight for their whole life until a few days ago.
" I ask seriously, although a bit of fear peppers my voice.
I really don't want him to regret this, for him to end us when I'm in so deep I might as well build a house underwater.
Surprising me again, Leon just chuckles lightly before explaining, "Yeah, I'm actually really good. I did a bit of research on the internet after our first time and I was actually thinking I know too much about anal fissures right now." I burst out laughing, clutching my belly.
He grins at me as I come down, shaking my head. "The internet is a fucking drama queen."
"Right? I said that!" He tells me with wide eyes and I could just kiss him. So I do, slow and steady, before pulling his face back into my neck. Where it belongs.
"I actually did more research than sex, though." He continues softly. "I think I'm demi, or some variation, I guess."
He can't see my face as it drops, my stomach roiling like I've been dragged to the middle of the ocean. In a storm. On a paddleboard.
"Shit, Leon. Did you feel pressured? Because we didn't have to, you should've said something..."
A large hand covers my mouth and effectively stops my very poorly constructed and panic-induced apology, his sky blue eyes turning indigo with indignation.
"I've never lied to you, Dex, and I certainly wasn't coerced into anything. If you couldn't tell how much I wanted you, I'll be happy to demonstrate again." He grins, and I'm dead.
A second booming laugh leaves me at his waaay too forward comment. We should really try dirty talk next time. Next?
I'm shaking my head at him as laughter dispels. "Demi, jeez. It makes absolute perfect sense, while also making none at all." I tell him and watch his brows knit in confusion.
"What do you mean?" He asks in a small voice and I'm floored again at how fast he switches between complete confidence and utter lack of it.
"Well..." I start to explain patiently, but stop to formulate my response as clearly as I can.
"It makes sense with everything you've said so far and all you've let slip about past relationships and your ex being your first and only, I'm assuming, until the other night.
" He's nodding as I brace to continue. "But it also doesn't with the spectacular level of confidence and ease with which you jumped into the gay stuff head-on.
Like, most baby bi's usually struggle a bit, which is what I thought you were. But demi makes a lot more sense."
His brows knit even more. "Baby bi's? You said that before and I think I know what it means, but don’t really get the context." He asks and another laugh escapes me before I rein it in.
"That's what newly bi people are called, usually when they're experimenting and discovering their sexuality later in life. The context is that it’s not normally as easy a transition for them as it is for you. Or, at least, it seems that way from the outside. I’m not trying to minimize your experience, I just want you to be comfortable.
I was so afraid I would push you too far too fast." I explain patiently again, grabbing his face with both hands and kissing him softly.
"Ok." He says and seems to mull it over.
I give him enough space to share, but I'm ready to leave if he needs me to.
Not happily, but I'll give him what he needs to work this out.
Funny how I'm usually the guy who doesn’t do overnights, yet I'm desperate to stay with him tonight.
After we connected so viscerally, I want his breath on my skin while I lull into security.
I'm still waiting when he finally breaks free from his thoughts. “I just… it feels right with you. It has from the start. I don’t think it ever mattered what gender you were, apart from the first time we met. And obviously there was some apprehension about the sex part of the equation, but when we actually got into doing things… it was natural. I didn’t have to think about it.
I just wanted to feel.” He pauses and sucks in a breath before starting again, "I know tonight was really good for both of us, but I don't know if I'll always be up for it.
I... didn't have a very high sex drive with Jen and wanted to spend most nights cuddled up and kissing, but she said it made her insecure.
Like, not being wanted or something. It was one of the reasons she left.
" He finishes, eyes downcast and it breaks my fucking heart.
I grab both cheeks in my hands again and lift his eyes to mine, while I put all the conviction I can muster into my next words.
"You're entitled to feel however you want about sex and fuck her for making you feel it wasn't your right to.
I will demand nothing from you, Leon, nor will I expect it.
Being with you is enough, however way you want.
I can take care of myself if I really need release, I wouldn't make you do anything you don't want.
" I spear my words, hoping to reach through.
Hoping he hears the implied words in there as well.
He blinks slowly, before he blinks again and just molds his mouth to mine.
There are no words needed anymore, as we lie down again, sharing breaths as he pulls the sheet over us.
We should shower, but I'm not leaving even if wild horses come to drag me away.
I'm exactly where I want to be and I fall asleep with Leon's lips still locked onto mine.