30. This had to be goodbye #2
“I may not be able to have you as my last, but I want you to be my first,” Colby replied, his voice low and hoarse. His palm pressed into the side of Hunter’s cheek, cupping him to make sure he was face-to-face with Colby. So he could see the heat explode across Hunter’s face.
“You once said you need, like, prep and it works best with lube and condoms.”
Colby started to get up, and Hunter’s instinct was to panic.
He’d ruined the moment. But then Colby’s smile turned dark and cocky as he disappeared into the hall and then the bathroom.
He walked back to the bedroom with a bottle of lube and a box of condoms. Hunter’s eyes flared. “Where did you get that?”
“I stashed it under the sink after you went away to film before my tour. Behind the mildew spray.” Colby lay down next to Hunter, dropping the items on the mattress between them. “I used the lube to jerk off and experiment with a dildo. The condoms were just in case.”
Hunter took the condom box. It was unopened but not expired. The lube was half empty. But surely they wouldn’t need a whole bottle, right? Colby kissed him again. He might have felt hesitation in Hunter’s lips because he pulled back and said softly, “We don’t have to.”
“I want to,” Hunter replied and tugged him down and kissed him roughly, deeply, but yeah, nervously.
He kind of felt like he did that fateful night at sixteen when he’d lost his virginity in a dark basement while Ming’s parents were working late.
He was nervous but not scared. He looked into Colby’s big cobalt eyes fringed with smoky gray, and he knew that this was going to be amazing, better than at sixteen because he and Colby meant more to each other.
They kissed, hands roaming, exploring, for a while. Colby was straddling Hunter, rolling his hips occasionally so their leaking cocks found each other. Finally, Hunter was too turned on to be nervous. And then Colby whispered, “I need to stretch it.”
Hunter’s brain did a record scratch when he realized what those words meant. “Have you ever done that before?”
“Yeah,” Colby confessed, the word tickling his neck. “I’ve used a toy on myself. A couple of times.”
“Has someone ever done it for you?” Colby shook his head, his stubble scraping deliciously against the column of Hunter’s neck. Hunter pulled his hand from Colby’s soft hair. “Gimme the lube.”
Colby lifted his head and blinked, but he reached for the lube, popped the top, and squeezed some into Hunter’s hand. It was cool and slippery as Hunter rubbed it between his fingers, then used his elbows to sit up, his head against the wall behind the bed. “Come here.”
Colby leaned forward, cupping Hunter’s face and pressing their mouths together.
Hunter’s slippery fingers moved between Colby’s ass cheeks.
Colby’s breath hitched as Hunter circled his hole.
As a finger breached Colby’s entrance, Hunter’s tongue slipped into Colby’s mouth.
He had no idea if this felt good for Colby as he pushed deeper and moved his finger around, but he wasn’t complaining.
In fact, Colby’s kisses grew deeper, hotter, much more needy, and then when Hunter pulled out and pushed back in with two fingers, Colby gasped, but it sounded like a good gasp, and then he rolled his hips.
When Hunter curled his fingers, the most incredible moan left Colby’s lips, and Hunter’s own dick jerked in response to the perfectly slutty sound.
He was doing this, making Colby moan and pant. It was fucking incredible.
“Scissor your fingers,” Colby commanded, kissing his ear. “Open me.”
Hunter followed instructions like a champ until Colby reared back and off his hand. “I’m ready.”
“Really?’
“I have to be. I’m gonna fucking explode.” Colby grinned sheepishly. “You’re too fucking good at this.”
“I’m a natural,” Hunter said with a grin that Colby kissed right off his face before ripping open the box of condoms and taking one out.
A second later, he scooted onto Hunter’s thighs and rolled the condom down his overly sensitive dick.
Hunter squeezed the base and closed his eyes.
He was already so fucking turned on it was embarrassing.
“Is this going to get… messy? I don’t care. Just wondering.”
Colby caught his eye for a second and gave a quick, short shake of his head. “Probably not. But I don’t know for sure. But I’ve been eating clean, and I douched last night.”
“You what? Why?”
He shrugged and kept his eyes low, on Hunter’s chest, not his face. “I told you, I’ve been experimenting. Learning. Practicing. I don’t know. I just wanted to know what it was like, so I’ve done it a couple times. I’m also on Prep. Meds. For like if this ever happened. In case.”
Hunter took that all in and let the information settle in his brain.
It kind of made his heart hurt because Colby was preparing for his first anal experience, whether that was with Hunter or not.
Because Colby was embracing his sexuality slowly but surely.
In the shadows. Hunter was part of it now, but someone was going to be Colby’s first, even if it wasn’t him.
Hunter probably wouldn’t have explored this again, his bisexuality, for a very long time if Colby hadn’t shown up at the apartment tonight.
Colby lifted his eyes and leaned into him.
Pressing their foreheads together, he cupped both sides of Hunter’s face and said, “I didn’t think I had another chance with you, but it’s all I’ve wanted.
You’re the one I wanted to be doing this with.
It’s always been you from the moment I met you. ”
Hunter kissed him, breathless. Tearing his mouth free moments later, he begged, “Let me fuck you, baby.
Colby climbed up closer, wrapping his hands around Hunter’s neck. Kissed him. Against his lips, he whispered, “Hold yourself up for me.”
Hunter grabbed the base of his cock and pointed it to the ceiling.
Colby moved back, straddling Hunter’s hips, hands still clasped around his neck, his head tipped down to watch his positioning.
Colby kissed him and lowered himself down.
The tip of Hunter’s cock slipped between Colby’s ass cheeks and tapped Colby’s hole.
Oh fuck. Jesus. They were actually going to do this…