Sebastian
I climbed onto the bed, glancing over my shoulder as Oak stripped down in record time. Big shoulders, pecs swelling above rippling abs. Damn, he put me to shame. He took his cock in hand, squeezing the base. “Fuck, just looking at your ass makes me want to lose it.”
I huffed a laugh and tipped my hips up, drawing his gaze like a magnet. Well, at least Oak liked my body. I wasn’t always sure why, but I turned him on as much as he did me.
He climbed up behind me, cupping my ass in large hands. He squeezed me, then spread my cheeks. I held my breath, heart racing.
The wet kiss of his tongue on my rim made me gasp and jolt forward.
He grabbed my hips and jerked me back possessively, his tongue swirling around my hole. Nerves lit up like dry kindling. A sweat broke out across my back.
He worked his tongue across and around the edges of my rim, teasing me into a trembling mess, before using his thumbs to stretch open my hole. His tongue pushed inside, just a little, before retreating.
“Oh god,” I mumbled. “So glad I took that shower.”
He pulled back to laugh. “Is that why you taste like soap?” He swatted my ass playfully. “Were you prepping for me? You didn’t even know I was coming over!”
“Pays to be prepared,” I said, a little breathless as he ran his tongue over the stinging flesh he’d just slapped.
“Such a Boy Scout,” he teased, before diving between my cheeks and using his tongue, fingers, and teeth to turn me into an aching cavern of need.
I clutched the pillow in tight fists, and I still wasn’t sure I wouldn’t fly apart at any minute. “Please please please,” I moaned.
The assault on my nerves eased. Oak shifted to put his lips by my ear, draping his hard chest over my back. “What do you want, baby?”
“I need you inside me. Need to be fucked.”
“Yeah? You want my dick?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “Now.”
He didn’t plunge inside me immediately, which made me whimper with despair. He curled his fingers into my hair, tugging it a little. “You’re so hot like this, Seb. You want it so fucking bad.”
“I need it,” I corrected him. “Need you.”
“Yeah.” The door to my side table rattled open. Oak pulled out lube and condoms. “Boy Scout strikes again,” he teased. “I think you deserve a new badge for this.”
I laughed. “I totally do.”
“We should get tested. Do this again with nothing between us.”
“Y-yeah,” I stuttered out, my brain barely processing words.
Oak pressed two fingers, cold with slick lube, into my ass without warning, and I yelped and squirmed. He angled his fingers to hit my prostate, and my hips pushed back, trying to take him deeper. He gave me a few slow, deep thrusts, then pulled his hand out.
I quivered, too empty. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not. Just switching gears.” He sounded far more controlled than me. “Okay, let’s try this.”
I reached back to hold my ass open for him, and his breath hitched. “Fuck me.”
Better.
“You want it?” I asked.
“God, yes.” He pressed the spongy head of his cock against my entrance. “Just hoping I can hold it together enough not to hurt you.”
“I don’t even care if you hurt me,” I said recklessly. “Just need you to fill me.”
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Don’t say things like that when I’m trying to be careful.”
I hitched my hips higher, resting my chest on the mattress below me, and he gave in, surging forward.
My rim stretched, burning, as he forced himself inside me. I hissed, going tense, and he froze. “Too much?”
“No,” I said quickly. “Just…”
I worked a hand under my body, stroking my softening cock, imagining how damn good it would feel to be full of Oak. He pressed kisses across my shoulders, his right hand stealing around me to tweak my nipple.
With each touch, I coaxed my body into remembering just how badly it had craved this intrusion.
“More,” I croaked.
Oak eased inside me, my body resisting and resisting until—
The tension snapped, and Oak slid deep.
We both gasped.
“God, Seb. Your ass feels so tight.”
“Yeah.” My voice was strained, my body still struggling with the invasion, Oak’s dick pushing deeper and deeper, seeming to never end.
He rubbed my hip. “You okay?”
I blew out a breath and focused on adjusting to the feel of him. Slowly, bit by bit, my body relaxed and welcomed him. Oak nibbled my ear, making my nipples harden. My hand tightened around my cock, stroking slowly, as heat built again.
“Fuck me now,” I gasped as he sucked a tender spot behind my ear. “I’m ready.”
“Thank god,” he rasped. “I’m about to come just from the feel of you trembling on my dick.”
“I’m not tremb—oh god!”
He thrust in, making pleasure spark as he hit my prostate, then withdrew, making me push my ass back, chasing the sensation. He rocked forward again and again, going deeper each time, dragging moans and groans and whimpers from me as if I no longer had any control over my vocal chords.
It was a little embarrassing how much noise I made for him. After a particularly loud cry, he shoved my head into the pillows. “Shhh. We don’t want all your neighbors to know you’re getting fucked in here.”
My body heated even more at the thought. I bit my pillow, groaning into it, as his thrusts sped up, getting faster and harder. The only sounds were my muffled moans, Oak’s harsh panting and grunts, and the slap of our skin.
“Fuck!” he growled, going rigid.
My cock was leaking like a sieve beneath me, but I wasn’t quite there. Wasn’t sure I could get there with the achy pleasure in my ass stealing all my focus.
Oak shuddered, coming in the condom, and I frantically stroked at my cock, trying to hit my climax too. “Come on, come on….”
He pulled out of me.
“Damn it,” I muttered. “I can’t—”
“I got you.”
He flipped onto his back and slid between my legs, beneath me. He opened his mouth, sucking my cock inside his mouth as he slipped two fingers back into my ass, pegging my prostate.
I bucked, caught between the two sensations. It was too much or not enough or too distracting or—
Like a rubber band stretched too far, I snapped with a cry, cock pumping into Oak’s throat as I came so hard my eyes rolled back in my head.
***
I laid on the bed, my head on Oak’s shoulder, while he combed his fingers idly through my messy hair. We’d cleaned up with towels and bottled water, rather than risk the bathrooms the whole floor shared. It was enough for now. I’d get up and take a shower before I went to sleep for the night.
“How was it?” Oak asked quietly. “Did it hurt?”
“At first, yeah.” I ran my hand between his pecs and over his stomach, loving the prickle of the hair below his navel. I still couldn’t believe I got to touch freely. That Oak was really mine to hold and to kiss and to call boyfriend, even if it was only behind closed doors.
“But it got better?” he asked, sounding genuinely concerned.
I flicked a glance up at him, loving the warmth in his brown eyes. They fixed on me, unwavering. For right now, I was Oak’s whole focus.
“Yeah, it got a lot better.” I couldn’t suppress a shiver. “It was just intense. You felt huge inside of me.”
He hummed. “My huge dick is such a burden for me. I swear.”
I pinched his stomach, making him jerk with a yelp. “Don’t be one of those guys.”
He laughed, a dimple popping to the right side of his grin. “Sorry. You were just too easy.”
I raised my head to give him a disbelieving look.
“The joke, I mean! You made the joke too easy. You’re not easy, Seb. I’d never say that.”
I smirked at the panicky babble. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I lowered my head back to his shoulder. “I was kinda easy for you, though.”
“Your words, not mine.” He coasted a big hand down my spine, all the way to my ass. Once there, he cupped a cheek as if it belonged to him. Maybe it kind of did. “Seriously, though. It was really good? Because you didn’t come until after, so—”
“I was close, I think. I just needed a little push. Besides, I came so hard I nearly passed out in the end. I’d call that a win.”
His hand tightened on my ass cheek, giving away how much he liked my words. “Yeah, okay. So, you want to do it again? We can practice. Practice makes perfect, right?”
The hockey player would want to drill immediately. My hole clenched, an ache blooming through me. Yeah, nothing was going in there for a while. Not without me crying like a little girl.
“Not right now. I’m pretty sore.”
“Right, I know,” he said quickly. “I didn’t mean right now.”
I was pretty sure he had, but I wasn’t about to complain that Oak Morris was in love with my ass. I shifted to prop my chin on my hands. “Kind of wild how far we’ve come from that first night, huh? I didn’t even know I was into guys.”
“Yeah.” He chewed his bottom lip. “So, uh, are you still into women at all or…”
“Yeah. I mean, not right now. I’m only into you.”
His lips quirked. “Good to know.”
“But yeah. I think I’m bi or pan. Women are beautiful, but men…they have their moments, you know? Like you, doing a plank while getting soaked by a hose. Fucking beautiful.”
Oak rolled me under him with a growl. “You are a brat.”
“You love it.”
“I do.” He kissed me thoroughly and sighed. “I should get going, though. My dad will rip me a new one if I don’t get home before midnight.”
“Damn, you’re just hitting it and quitting it, huh?”
He kissed me again. “Hey, I’m no quitter. I’ll be back. You own me now, Sebastian. I’m one hundred percent yours.”
My heart fluttered. “Yeah? I guess this boyfriend thing isn’t too bad, then.”
He grinned as he rolled out of bed and grabbed his sweats from the floor. I watched him cover up his body, sighing mournfully when his bulky hoodie was back in place.
Everyone else was really missing out. Oak’s body should be designated one of the wonders of the world.
He bent over the bed to kiss my nose. “I’ll text you in the morning.”
“You better. No ghosting me ever again.”
“I’d never ghost my boyfriend,” he said. “Promise.”
“Good. We should work on finishing up our project.”
He pointed at me. “No more hoses.”
“I make no promises.”
He grinned. “Okay, fine, but I’m hosing you down too next time. We can get wet and slippery together.”
I shoved his shoulder. “Get out of here before I pull you back into this bed and beg you to stick your dick in me again.”
He let out a pained sound. “Damn, you’re gonna make me hard again. Not cool. I have to walk all the way home.”
I grinned. “Better get going then.”
“How can someone be so sexy and so cruel at the same time?”
“It’s a gift,” I said, even though part of me wanted to deny I was the slightest bit sexy. Insecurity wasn’t a hot look, though, so I fought that impulse.
“With my luck, my dad will be waiting up and want to have a long talk about responsibility and discipline.”
I grimaced. “Ouch. That doesn’t sound fun.”
“No kidding.” Oak put on his shoes and walked to the door, turning back to look at me in the bed. “Sorry. I wish I could stay longer.”
“It’s okay. I’m just gonna rinse the sweat off, maybe jerk off while I remember how you felt inside me—”
“Cruel,” he repeated.
“But sexy,” I added with a grin.
He laughed. “Just wait until the next time we’re alone, Seb. Payback will be a bitch.”
“I’m counting on it.”