8. Kacen
KACEN
After that afternoon on my couch, everything changed between me and Ted. He started showing up at my back door every night without an invitation, and I never had to pump my milk again. We just worked well together.
We hadn’t had sex yet, but I was hesitant because Ted was a virgin. It still shocked me to think about, but it didn’t change the fact that I was quickly falling for the sweet guy.
What I didn’t ever hold back on was touching him. He truly was touch-starved to the point that he visibly shivered most of the times I made initial contact with his skin. He’d spent so long deprived of human contact that I wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t ready for.
So I patiently waited until he was ready.
We were tangled together on my bed with his shirt on the floor and my mouth trailing down his neck while his hands fisted in the sheets as something to hold onto.
When I paused to check in with him, he groaned. “Don’t stop this time.” Gone were the whispered fears and insecurities that had kept him from making connections in adulthood. He was now a horny young man looking to pop his cherry. “I want all of you, Kace. I’m ready.”
I searched his face for any traces of doubt, but there were none. There was only want and need staring back at me. He finally trusted me. “You sure?”
“Completely sure.” He pulled me back down and kissed me with everything he had. “Please.”
I was more than ready to feel his tight ass around my dick, but I still took my time with him. The gift he was giving me was precious, and I wanted to make sure every step of this milestone felt good and safe and right for him.
Even though I’d never been much of a talker before, I explained everything I was doing and what he might expect.
He knew when my cold finger was about to breach his opening and when a second and third were joining the first. And as he experienced each new sensation, he made the sexiest sounds that vibrated straight to my balls.
After several minutes of slowly prepping his body to take me for the first time, I was ready. But I needed to make sure he was. “Ted.” I curled over his back like a turtle’s shell and lined up my cock with his hole. “Are you ready for me, babe?”
“Yes, Kace. So ready.”
My hips thrust forward, and I slid inside his virgin channel.
“Kacen…” His reverent whisper carried so much weight in it. It wasn’t just my name but his promise to keep trusting me.
“I’ve got you, babe.”
Ted looked up at me with so much adoration that my whole world recentered around him. “I know you do.”
“Because I love you.” I pushed all the way in and held still to keep myself composed as much to give him a moment to adjust to my intrusion.
“Kacen!” He slid his hand under his body and grabbed his dick. “I love you too. Now fuck me.”
We moved together in an alternating slow-then-fast pace. His hips rose to meet mine and then dropped away as I pulled out. We quickly established a rhythm that edged me but allowed Ted to get the full effect of intercourse.
I kept my hands braced beside his head then shifted us both up and back so he was on his knees, and I had access to his raging cock. The second my hand wrapped around him, I began working him in time with every thrust.
It didn’t take long before he was shaking underneath me. “Yes, Kace. Faster.”
I did as I was told and fucked him until he was shooting ribbons of cream through my fingers.
Considering it was his first time, he came harder than I’d ever seen anyone come in my life.
And that pushed me over the edge a few seconds later.
My whole body shuddered with the force of an amazing orgasm and then collapsed on top of Ted. “Wow.”
“Yeah, wow.” He curled into me and latched on to my chest, his favorite way to relax and recoup.
I held him close while we caught our breath. Brushing a clump of damp hair off his forehead, I admired how gorgeous he was. “I meant it, Ted. I love you.”
He smiled around my skin and then pulled off. “Me too. I love you.”
From that point forward, we spent all our free time together.
Some nights he came to my place, and when I was done with work in the afternoons, I’d usually watch TV with him in the workshop.
Neither of us could keep our hands to ourselves, so Ted made a conscious effort to make up for all those years of celibacy.
He also stopped flinching at sudden sounds or movements that erupted around the house.
He said it was because he felt safe with me, and I believed that was true to an extent, but it was also true that he’d gained some confidence when he took the chance on trusting me.
A confidence that I did my best to nurture every day.
Working at home was nice, but that meant I spent more time on the phone, and I hated talking on the phone. One day, I was on the phone with a colleague while Ted was making dinner in the kitchen.
“Yeah, I’ll send you the revised specs by Friday.
” I paced the length of the kitchen with my attention split between the call and Ted as he moved around the kitchen.
“No, I’m not coming back into the office for that.
I’m permanently remote now. And my boyfriend has dinner going, so I need to wrap this up for today. ”
I didn’t think anything about what I’d said until I hung up and saw Ted frozen at the counter, staring at me like he was afraid to ruin the moment. “What?”
“Boyfriend?” Ted’s voice was soft and controlled, testing the word around a smile. “I’m your boyfriend?”
“Yeah.” I crossed the kitchen and pulled him into my arms. “Is that okay?”
“I have a boyfriend?” He nodded and whispered to himself like he needed to hear it audibly before he believed it was true. “I have a boyfriend!”
“You do.” I kissed the corner of his mouth. “And I do too.” I nipped at his lower lip and grinned. “And my boyfriend is way hotter than yours.”