34. Don’t panic it’s not rocket science
DON’T PANIC IT’S NOT ROCKET SCIENCE
Dustin surged forward, gripping the back of my head, his lips sealing around mine. My hands landed on his chest. I wasn’t sure if it was to pull him closer or shove him away. Yep, this is gay. I’m gay. But so is he. All good. Don’t panic.
My hand balled into a fist and dropped as my tongue clashed into his, a bit awkward at first, but we found a good balance.
Dustin’s beard tickled my scruff as he pulled my head sideways, backing me into the hall.
His tongue wove in my mouth, asserting his presence as I gripped the back of his head.
We stumbled into a picture frame on the way out of the bathroom.
It clattered to the floor and shattered, and we both looked down and chuckled.
There was a moment where we just breathed each other. Both of us wondering how far the other was going to go.
I didn’t let the moment stretch, didn’t want to feel stupid if one of us got cold feet. I swallowed back the lump in my throat. Guess you’re only a virgin once, right?
Before I could answer my own rhetorical question, Dustin grabbed my cock, pumping it in his hand.
A shiver ran down my spine as he started kissing my neck down my chest. I shoved him backward down the hall.
Maybe it was the fact that I’d been sleeping on a floor for gods knows how long, or just delaying the process.
What even is the process? Fuck, I should have watched more porn growing up, or at least some gay porn.
“Come on,” he pulled me further into the house and kicked open a door, dragging me inside. I looked inside to see a basic room with a queen-or king-size mattress in the middle.
Duffle bags littered the floor along with a few empty magazines. A random pistol and like six books partly opened on the nightstand.
He shoved me onto the bed, and I was suddenly aware of how exposed I had been. A flush crept up my cheeks as he looked at me, biting his lip, and then muttered something about being right back.
He turned on his heels, the door swung on its hinges, and he cursed out, throwing something loud into the room next door.
I lay back into the dark maroon comforter, my eyes closed, trying to picture this properly.
I had no fucking idea what was going to happen and the thought both scared and excited me.
I willed my body to relax into the fabric.
There were a few more crashes, and then he reappeared a moment later holding a small bottle like a trophy.
“Leave it to Kade to pack fucking lube on an ops mission,” he chuckled and tossed me the bottle.
“What—”
“Before you ask I’m pretty comfy with my soft side and as much as I’d love to fuck that bubble butt of yours —” he paused, licking his lips like some predator.
“Consider it—” he stopped, probably noticing the confusion that was crossing my face.
A soft chuckle slipped out as he pinched his nose.
“Fuck, I can’t find my words. Let me start over. ”
He reached down onto the bed, pecked me on the lips and then yanked the lube out of my hand. Closed the bedroom door and reopened it. “take two,” he chuckled, tossing me the lube.
“I am horribly bad at the whole dirty talk thing, I mean I know all the things to say to our girl — Jesus fuck, okay. I’ve only been with a guy once.” He rushed out, a flush creeping across his chest.
“Oh,” I was left stunned for a moment. I hadn’t expected that admission, but I found it comforting. My dick pulsed against my thigh, and yeah, maybe my nerves were getting the best of me, but Dustin was nervous too.
“Yeah,” he said, coming to sit on the edge of the bed, “You don’t have to—”
“I want to,” I interrupted, and Dustin grinned.
“Good, cause I would really like to kiss you again.” Dustin grinned, and I swallowed back.
“Okay,” I nodded.
He leaned into me, and my tongue darted out, wetting my lips for the sudden dry mouth I had. He tracked the movement, watching closely.
“Ya know, I wouldn’t be mad if you aren’t ready.”
“Shut up already,” I pulled him closer to me and my lips catching his in a claiming kiss that stole my breath from my lungs. He pushed me backward onto the bed, and my hands tangled in his hair, taking the lead.
It’s not rocket science; it’s sex.
My teeth clashed against his tongue, pulling and sucking it into my mouth to taste him more fully. He pressed into my thigh, his dick straining in his pants as my own stood ready, throbbing with need.
My left hand skimmed across his chest hair as I fumbled with the button on his pants with my right.
He pulled my head to the side, nipping and biting at the curve of my collarbone all the way back to my ear.
I moaned out as his hand wrapped around my neck.
I didn’t think I’d ever have any kinks, but the way he’d done it had chills running through my body.
He helped unbutton his pants, and I shoved them downward. Hesitantly, I grabbed his cock, and he groaned.
“Oh fuck,” he shuddered as I grabbed him, firmly stroking him.
Pre-cum beaded at the tip of his head and I slid it down across the ridges of him. His lips found mine again in a needy frenzy.
I shoved him back straddling him, as my dick rested against his, I wasn’t sure what made me feel like taking charge, maybe it was his confidence in it or something I wasn’t sure I wanted to confront yet but as his hand wrapped around our cocks squeezing them together I about lost it.
“Oh god,” I hissed, trying to reel in the tightness in my balls.
“Nope still me, but I’ll tell him you called,” Dustin chuckled, and I dragged him into another kiss, nipping at his chin.
Staring at him as he guided his hand across our dicks with our combined pre-cum intoxicated me. If I breathed too hard, I’d explode from the closeness. He knew it, and a cocky smile formed against my lips as I kissed him.
His other hand curled around my ass, pulling me closer to him. I readjusted, letting him pull his legs out of the way. I don’t know if it was just the nerves fighting to get the upper hand or the way he looked, but I really wanted to make this feel the best for both of us.
Picking up the bottle of lube, I flipped the top open, and a fruit scent wafted from the bottle.
“You know as much as I am enjoying watching you discover the secrets of lube it kind of has to go on a person before you ram that big dick of yours in,” Dustin chuckled.
“You think my dicks big?” I flushed.
“You sure your eyes not swollen shut from the punches we threw?” He gripped my dick, stroking it. “You see all these ridges and curves, we might be similar in size but you’ve definitely got more girth.”
A shudder ran down my spine as I watched him stroke my dick; his eyes were focused and heavy with lust. Fuck, he looked good underneath me. When he released my cock, he put his hands behind his head as if to show it was all mine. A nervous excitement tingled in my face as I focused back on him.
I dropped lube onto my first two fingertips, smearing the cool liquid around, testing it before dropping some on his lower balls near his entrance.
My fingers traced the edge of him teasingly, and a strangled moan sounded from him.
Maybe I was enjoying it a little too much.
But his reactions turned me on in ways I couldn’t possibly have imagined before.
The way he’d inhale and his body would tense up only to loosen the next moment. I grinned, finding confidence in him.
My fingers slipped around his tight ass, sliding in.
“Oh fuck,” Dustin gasped as I pushed in a little further, finding a bit of resistance.
My fingers curled as I pulled them out slowly, hooking behind the soft, spongy spot. It wasn’t so much different from a pussy, but something about it just felt more intimate.
I pumped my fingers in and out slowly, widening them as I watched pleasure roll through his eyes. Dustin gripped the comforter as his breath grew heavier.
“Scott, if you don’t fuck me now I’m not going to make it much longer,” he hissed when I sped up.
My dick throbbed at his admission and I pulled my fingers out slowly.
I tipped the bottle of lube against the head of my cock, the coolness stifled the heat from my head as I smeared it down my shaft.
Dustin watched as I stroked my cock, groaning at the feeling of the lube as it slid across the ridges.
I lined it up against him. I shivered, almost coming from the contact.
I slid my head against him teasing and pushed forward gently.
It was like the air was knocked out of my lungs when I slid past his asshole.
His eyes met mine, and we both had that stunned look as if we couldn’t process anything but the pleasure.
He was so tight, so warm. I moaned out, grabbing hold of his knees to steady myself.
Leaning forward, I grabbed hold of his face, kissing him as my cock sank deeper into his ass.
He moaned into our kiss as I flexed my hips, rolling out of him and surging forward again.
I could feel his pulse against my own, both of us locked in the ecstasy of the moment.
My body tightened, and I reached for his cock, stroking it only to feel him tighten around me even more.
“You feel so fucking good,” I praised as I thrust into him again, stroking him to the pace of my thrusts.
He grunted and moaned, grabbing hold of my shoulders as a cry fell from his lips, “Scott, I — I can’t hold it.”
“Yes you can, and you will.” I urged as my pace faltered.
He was so hot, so tight, I could feel his asshole pulsing against my cock as he struggled not to come yet.
My lips crashed into his as I picked up my pace.
His tongue lashed into mine as his nails raked across my back, urging me to my own release.
A thrust, then another, and I looked at him panting heavily, “Come with me Dustin.”
There was no stopping the surge; the way my balls tightened, aching for release as my hand slipped against his head, milking his cock like it was the last coherent thought I could muster.
“Fuck — Scott.” His plea died as hot cum shot on my chest as everything tightened like a vice. My head spun as his asshole gripped me in an almost painful grip. He jerked my head kissing me as I groaned my release.
I collapsed beside him, thoroughly exhausted, as he looked at me with hooded eyes.
“You fuck like a man possessed,” he chuckled.
“Shut up you liked it,” I smiled, stifling a yawn.
“Yes I did.”
I pecked him on the lips as I closed my eyes, sleep taking its course.