AVERY #4
I tumbled backward, bumping against the planks that separated the sleeping part of the house from the sitting area.
We turned around, and I charged forth, pushing Grayson back until he tripped over the edge of the bed.
His arms were around me before he fell, so we both landed on the bed.
He sank into the mattress and I collapsed on top of him.
Pleasure moans and laughter mixed as we collided and coiled.
“So fucking hot,” he grunted while I kissed his neck and chest. I moved further down, following the middle of his torso; all the while, my fingers were busy playing gently with his nipples. I pinched them and Grayson laughed nervously, wiggling his body under me.
I kissed him softly, lower and lower until I reached his belt buckle with my chin. Before I could even try, his hands shot down, and he unbuckled it, then pulled the zipper of his pants down and undid the button.
I lifted my head to examine him. Bathed in the subdued orange glow of the many little lamps, his features were soft.
He wiggled his hips and pulled himself back on the bed, propping his upper torso higher with elbows on the mattress.
His abs were tense and defined in that pose and I wished I could draw or paint so I could bring this sight to canvas. I wanted to immortalize him.
I gently pulled his dark blue pants down his legs, freeing the big bulge in his black boxer briefs and failing to tame my heart. It banged hard against my ribcage as excitement filled me.
“By the way,” he said softly as I dragged his pants down and off his legs. I tossed them on the floor and straightened my torso. “We can do whatever you want, but I’m on PrEP.”
I had to grin as I nodded. “Me too.”
His eyebrows dragged up. “Really?”
I nodded. “Truth is, I knew I wanted this. Eventually.” I pulled my belt from my pants just as Grayson bit his lip and watched me undress.
I had to get off the bed to take my pants off, but I left my dark red boxer briefs on for dramatic effect.
His gaze trailed my body until it landed on the thick bulge in my boxers. Then, I could see the fire in his gaze.
Slowly, I knelt between his spread legs and the boyish excitement on Grayson’s face made the wait so much more worth it.
Not just that, but the sheer amount of comfort I felt as our gazes held told me I had made the right choice.
It had never felt this good. I had never wanted it this much.
The eroticism of simply being in our underwear, shamelessly hard, heated, and a little sweaty, was something I’d never experienced before.
“I’m gonna win this staring contest,” Grayson teased. “And you’ll have to take them off first.”
I laughed and blinked by accident, and then we laughed together. “Fair enough.”
His chest rose and fell a little quicker.
He swallowed and wiggled a little for a more comfortable position.
And I took my time. My hands rested on my abs and I slowly and carefully dragged them down until my thumbs hooked inside the waistband.
As I pulled it down, my dick strained and went with the waistband.
Inch by inch, I revealed more flesh, more of my shaved skin where hair was beginning to grow again, and finally, the base of my cock.
“Tease.” It sounded almost accusingly. Grayson inhaled and held his breath.
When the waistband slipped over the tip of my length, my cock sprang and throbbed. I had never felt this free and comfortable with my own nudity. The delight on his face and the glassy look of lust in his eyes were more than enough of a reward.
Grayson folded his lips inward, corners lifting into a shy smile. “Fuck,” he whispered. “You’re big.” Pleased? He looked like he was. But he wasn’t exactly modest, either. I could tell before he even undressed.
I pulled my underwear down and wiggled them under my knees, then pushed them further until they fell over my feet and onto the floor.
In a heartbeat, I was on top of him, and Grayson moaned.
He made little sounds of pleasure as I kissed his torso and traveled down to where I wanted to kiss him the most. Kiss and lick and suck.
I wanted to eat him, choke on him, and I wanted to do all of that while I looked him in the eyes.
Just because I had needed time to be comfortable having sex with him, it didn’t make me any less adventurous.
The fact that he had been so patient and kind made me twice as daring now.
When I felt the fabric of his boxers under my lips, I didn’t pull them down. Instead, I met his gaze and I kissed his bulge. He was hard and throbbing at every touch, but I kept going. His cheeks were pink and his sexy lips parted.
I traced the thick outline of his cock with my mouth, moving from the tip to the curve of his balls and back.
My hands were busy tracing his abs, feeling all of him as I teased his dick.
And when I felt the dampness under my lips, I could barely contain my excitement.
He could tell I was grinning the moment before I closed my lips around the tip of his cock.
Precum had soaked through the stretched fabric and my wet tongue added to it.
A long groan broke out of him. He shuddered and his head dropped back. “Fuck, Avery, you’re driving me crazy.” He thrust his hips up a little, his cock grinding against my mouth.
I snatched the waistband of his underwear from the small of his back when he lifted his hips, and I dragged them off his ass.
His skin was smooth under my fingers and I cupped his cheeks firmly in both hands.
I rubbed them, massaged them, and squished them together until I lost control over my actions.
When that happened, I practically tore his underwear down his legs, freeing his big dick and watching it stiffen above his abdomen.
It was so hard that it wouldn’t rest on his stomach.
And it was beautiful. The tip was dark with desire, slick with precum, and swollen with expectation.
I almost choked on my saliva before I leaned in.
“Turn around,” Grayson said in a strained voice. “I want to suck you, too.”
My heart leaped as I did as he asked. I laid on my right side after turning around on the bed, and Grayson turned on his right side, too, facing me. His crotch was inches away from my face, inviting me in, and my dick was pulsing uncontrollably as Grayson wrapped his fingers around it.
After slight tension, I felt the warmth of his mouth on my tip.
He sucked me in, lips sealing around the head, and pushed himself down on my thickness.
A heartbeat later, I did the same, almost losing it as the tip of my tongue touched the slickness of his precum.
Deliciously sweet and salty, it coated my tongue as I sucked him deeper into my mouth.
Gray moaned, impaling his head on me, and throbbed in my mouth while I savored every moment of this.
His flavors and his scents, the softness of his skin, and the proximity of our souls.
I loved it all. I went down on him harder, my nose touching his balls, my throat relaxing for his cock, and saliva dripping out of the corner of my mouth.
I had my left hand on his ass, pressing him gently to charge deeper into me.
My fingers traveled along the curve of his peachy butt, then reached closer to the middle.
I might have expected him to tense at the touch, but he seemed to relax.
My fingers flowed softly between his cheeks, feeling him, getting him used to my touch.
Grayson moaned with my dick in his mouth and grabbed my hip. He nudged me, and I realized what he wanted, so I followed until we rolled over. He lay flat on his back, my cock sliding deeper into his throat, and I bobbed my head up and down to suck him at a steady pace.
The slight choking noises he made warned me to slow down, but he canceled it immediately by wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me lower.
As I penetrated his relaxed throat, my balls pressed hard against his nose, and I filled him with all my length.
And whenever I did that, he throbbed harder in my mouth.
I rammed him until he gagged, pushing my head down on him just the same.
And even when I lifted myself off his head, he still pulled me back down.
My fingers simultaneously played with the space between his cheeks.
I felt the warmth of his hole and its pulse at first touch.
The deeper his cock reached into my mouth, the tenser his hole was.
Every time he throbbed, I felt it on his taint and in his tightness.
A gentle tap on my side was enough for me to back away. I pulled my dick out of his mouth and let his fall on his stomach with a wet slap. It stiffened up again a moment later, unable to rest.
Gasping for air, Grayson let out a short laugh of relief.
“You’ll make me come too soon,” he said.
As I climbed off of him, he sat up. He grabbed my head and pressed his lips hard against mine before I knew what was happening.
He kissed me with his tongue inside my mouth and my scent on his lips.
“You have no idea how hot you are,” he said.
If he was tempted to say it, maybe he was right. Even so, I didn’t think too much about that. He was too beautiful and too willing for me to get distracted with thoughts of self-awareness and confidence. He was here.
“So? How do you want me?” he asked, his voice a little cheeky and his smile purely happy. “Active? Passive? Sideways?” He laughed a little.
I pinched his chin between my fingers and lifted his head so he would look into my eyes. Slowly, I let my words roll over my lips. “I want to fuck you this time. I want to give you a ride of your life. I wanna show you that you were absolutely right to come after me, Gray.”
The tips of his ears turned red and his eyes widened with desire. “Fuck me, then,” he said.