A gay story: The Preppy Guy A few notes. This story is:
-a Gay Male standalone.
-a slow build, but there is sex.
-my first time trying to write part of the story from the top’s point of view.
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Remy’s POV:
Liam texted: Will you spend Wednesday with me?
Me: Sure! I’ve been craving froyo?
Liam: I was thinking more like a nice dinner.
Me: Wait, Wednesday as in Valentine’s Day?
Liam: Yeah.
I froze, staring at the screen. How did we get here?
……
Several years prior…
I was already annoyed that he wasn’t here yet. To be fair, I was the one who showed up unnecessarily early. I just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.
I’m a freshman in college, and my dad’s golfing buddy’s son, Liam, is starting grad school here, so the brilliant dads wanted us to be friends. How lame.
And, this Liam guy is bad news. He’s 5 years older than me (so old, what would we even talk about?), so we weren’t ever in school at the same time, but his family is old money and well known in my hometown. This guy was a troublemaker. He got kicked out of Catholic school! You’d think Catholic school is strict, but usually when you pay the big donations, everything is considered a ‘part of maturing.’ I went to public school, so I don’t know that much, but he has a reputation. And sure, he was like mid 20s now, so it’s been a few years, but do people ever really change? The answer you’re looking for is no.
When I told my dad, you know what he said? He called me a close minded child! I’m open minded. And at 19, I’m a man!
“Are you Remy?”
I looked up to find a tall, fit, handsome guy. His face was extremely symmetrical and his hair looked like it was just naturally thick and laid how it should. If it wasn’t for his stern expression, he could have that All American Boy look. His face gave nothing away, but I thought his eyes were pretty expressive. They were a deep blue, like the deepest part of the ocean.
I sized up the rest of his perfectly proportioned body. Was this guy for real? He’s on a college campus in a polo shirt and khakis? At that time, I thought he had dressed up to meet with me, but I later found out, he always dressed like he just walked out of a country club.
“Remy?”
The guy didn’t even recognize me! What a jerk. I didn’t recgnize him at all either, but still. Be cool, be calm.
“Hi! Yes, I’m Remy! Nice to meet you, Liam.” I got up and gave him a hug, which he didn’t return. He just stood there like a log. Oookay. “I have a club meeting at 6, but it takes a few minutes to walk over, so I have to leave a little before then.” It was currently 5:30. I’d be done and out in 20 minutes. That’s plenty to appease my dad by saying we just didn’t get along.
We sat down, each ordering a coffee to sip on.
“What a small world, right? Even all the way across the country and all that.”
He just nodded his head.
“Soooo you went to Catholic school?”
“Yeah, but I graduated from public school, because I got kicked out. I made a ruckus in class, skipped lessons, and was caught smoking weed. Then, instead of apologizing, I graffitied the principal’s office and uploaded a video of the whole thing. I was upset my parents were getting a divorce, but that’s no excuse. My younger sister handled it better than I did.”
Well, that was pretty blunt of him. He just put it all on the table. “And, uh, recently?”
“I don’t do drugs, if that’s what you’re asking. And I appreciate educators, of course.”
“That’s… good.” I peaked at the clock. It’d been 5 minutes. Just 15 more to go. Think, normal conversation. “What do you like to do for fun?”
“Recently, I’ve gotten into mountain biking. What about you?”
“I love mountain biking so much! I’ll tell you all the best trails to go here.”
He gave a small smile, but it seemed to be filled with a lot of joy. Turned out we had a lot of hobbies and interests in common.
Some while later, he said, “Sorry to interrupt, but it’s past 6 o’clock. Didn’t you say you have that club meeting to go to?”
“Oh yeah!” How did I lose track of time? I actually enjoyed talking with him. Weird.
“I’ll walk you over.”
“Oh, okay.” He was turning out to be kind of a gentleman.
He picked up my backpack from the seat next to us and held it up like he was putting a coat on me. I slipped into it.
“Oh, thank you.”
His mouth was still a tight line, but his eyes lit up like he was trying to hold back laughter. “You say oh a lot.”
“Oh?” I purposefully said this time and bumped my shoulder against him. He laughed and looked even more handsome.
By the time we made it to the building I wanted to go to, my cheeks hurt from laughing. I surprisingly had a really good time with him.
……
The next day, I was on the campus lawn, lounging in the grass, soaking up some oxygen between classes, when someone laid down next to me.
I shielded my eyes from the bright sun to see Liam lying on his side, head propped up on his hand. “Hey,” he was straight faced again but he seemed happy.
“Hi, Liam!” I smiled back, teeth and all.
“How was your club meeting last night?”
“About that… I lied. I didn’t actually have a club meeting. I made that up, so I’d have an excuse to leave. I thought you’d be a weirdo and we’d never be friends. I do like studying in that building, though. That’s why I went there afterwards. Sorry.”
He gave me a genuine smile. That’s not the reaction I was expecting! “So you don’t think I’m a weirdo?”
I shook my head.
“And we’re friends?”
I nodded.
“Great. I didn’t think you had a lie like that in you. You look so… innocent.”
“I may be innocent in some ways, but I can still-” I cut myself off. “I didn’t mean innocent like, um, like innocence in the way of…”
“There’s nothing embarrassing about begin a virgin.” I thought he was making a joke at first, but when I finally looked at him, he was biting his lip and seemed serious.
“Yes, totally agree, but I’m not a virgin.” I don’t know why I was telling him that! It wasn’t the subject I meant to address, and it didn’t matter. “I have a boyfriend.”
Liam raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Does he go here?”
“No, he’s in another state. It’s long distance. And he’s 2 years older than me.”
“Cool. Everyone I’ve dated so far has been older, too.”
That was interesting! I guess I wasn’t his type, being several years younger and all.
We continued to get along. I had a feeling we’re going to be really good friends. We chatted for a bit more until my tummy rumbled. “Want to get lunch with me?” I invited him.
“Sure.”
We went to an off campus cafe, which was still a close walk. The conversation came easily like last night.
“Mhmm this tastes delicious!” I praised the food as I scarfed it down as if it was a treasure. In reality, I ate here at least once a week.
Liam’s eyes caught mine. “You know, some would consider this a date.”
“This isn’t a date.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know. It just isn’t. And I have a boyfriend, remember.”
“Ah yes, the long distance guy.”
“Don’t tease me.”
He chuckled. We ended up spending most of the day together.
……
Ironically, I broke up with my boyfriend a few weeks later. I didn’t tell Liam, though. I don’t know why, but it was better that he didn’t know I was single I think.
Liam was in grad school for some type of chemistry he explained to me, but I really didn’t get it. Just how I didn’t get the material in my required chem class. I asked him to help me.
Usually tutoring didn’t work for me. I just had to struggle through the material myself until I finally got it, but he was a surprisingly good teacher! Why was I always surprised around this guy? Maybe my dad was right, and I am a judgy person.
For the rest of the semester, we met at the same coffee shop we had originally met at, sometimes several times a week. Afterwards, we often had dinner or went on a hike or mini golfing (I always won) or something.
He was calm and patient while helping me study. He always went early to save us a good table. He started bringing me little chocolates, too. Almost every time we met up, he would casually give me a different type of chocolate. He knew my weakness!
He also seemed even more handsome when he was so knowledgeable.
We were a few study sessions in when the worst thing ever happened. It happened out of no where.
As I leaned in closer to him to see him solving an equation, he smelled so manly and fresh. He had on cologne, but it was his skin’s scent that made it so intoxicating. I smelled him again.
“You smell really good.”
“Thanks.” He kept explaining.
I inhaled again. He smelled soooo good. I watched him. He had nice corded muscles in his arms. Even his neck was corded and attractive. No, no, no, no! I can’t be attracted to Liam! What am I doing? I couldn’t focus on what he was saying.
I could see his pulse beating in his neck. I wanted to lick it.
Instead, I stood up.
“What is it?”
“I need a break!” I went to the restroom to splash water on my face.
I came back and slid my chair farther away from him. If I don’t smell him and don’t look at him, I should be okay. I continued to keep space between us for the rest of our study sessions.
The only times we touched were our hello and good bye hugs. I’m a hugger by nature and wore him down! But it sort of backfired.
He became a really great hugger. I usually jumped on him or went on my tip toes to be able to wrap around his neck. He started out stiltedly hugging me where I could barely feel his arms on my back. He grew in confidence, though, and nowadays, he squeezed me tight against him. His hands went lower and lower each time, too. Our bodies were flush against each other from head to thighs. They also lasted longer than hugs with my other friends. Sometimes, I thought I felt his bulge against me, but either he was just big and a shower or maybe I was imagining things. Most recently, his fingers landed on the curve of my ass. I felt overheated afterwards. I should probably say something, but… I kind of looked forward to his borderline indecent hugs.
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Liam’s POV:
Fuck, Remy’s bubble butt is to die for. I keep having to sit down to hide the metal pole between my legs. He’s so oblivious. He doesn’t know what he does to me.
Well, most people say they can never tell what I’m thinking, but Remy always knew when I’m happy or nervous or sad. It’s like he can feel the emotions I’m feeling somehow. Except for lust. He always missed that, probably since he’s so innocent. Damn, I had the worst case of blue balls right now, and there was no where to go, because we’re on a boat! I hope they don’t fall off. Though, one look at Remy’s backside, and they’d come back to life.
Who’s brilliant idea was this, anyways? Being trapped with the worse temptation and nothing to do about it. Oh yeah, it was mine. We’re both home for the summer, so I invited him out to my boat, hoping he’d enjoy it. His family doesn’t have one. I almost wish he cared how well off my family is. And broke up with that stupid long distance boyfriend he talked about. Then, I might have a chance with him. Even my own dad was surprised a good kid like Remy wasted his time with me. But I loved the way he is. Every part. Especially his huge butt.
I have a big cock, and he has a big ass. We’d fit together perfectly.
“Are you even listening to me?” He asked pouting. Damn those lips. They’re so pink and shiny. I want to bite and suck on them. And then have them suck on my-
“Liam!”
“Yes, I’m listening.” I strangled my cock under the wheel. Thankfully, he was still oblivious.
“So can we do that tonight?”
“Yeah, Remy. Whatever you want.”
He smiled that big smile of his, and my heart almost stopped. It was painful being around him, but I couldn’t stay away. I’d never met anyone like him before. I’d follow him anywhere.
I was so fucked.
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Remy’s POV:
Sophomore year was great, except for Jaden, one of the newest guys who moved into the house I was renting a room in this year. He was flamboyant with a capital F and had the M and G to match, for Mean Girl.
Usually, I don’t let people like that get to me, but I let him get to me.
I heard some guy he had a crush on asked me out last year, who I rejected! But apprently he couldn’t live it down. He kept poking jab after jab after jab at me.
One day, I finally cracked and stooped to his level. Our house had a semi annual Date Party, modeled after frats and sororities. Jaden kept saying how he had never seen me with anyone and that I had made up some fake long distance boyfriend last year. He was real! We had pictures! But that sounded defensive, so I said something like he was just jealous that so many guys are into me, and I could find a hot guy at the drop of a hat. He called my bet, saying he’ll see who I brought to date party! And he said no straight guy friend dates! Date Party was two days away!
The only person I could think of to bring was Liam. He was 6’3″ of objectively hot male in his prime. Jaden was going to flip!
When I asked him to be my date, I told him after being the best date ever, he was free to hook up with anyone at the end of the night.
“I’ll go, but why would you say that? Am I not good enough to be your real date?” He replied.
“What? I’m giving you permission to be with anyone! No bro code applies. I thought you’d be happy.” I thought I was being a cool friend. Whatever.
The night of, Liam ended up actually being the. best. date. ever! I’d never really introduced him to my friends before, but he made a great impression. He was polite enough, but aloof enough, and gave me all the attention. He got our drinks, his hand was always around my waist or touching me, which I enjoyed more than I should have probably.
Most importantly, Jaden was green with envy. He even tried to flirt with Liam, who completely ignored him! Ha!
And turns out Liam can dance! We danced the night away. I had a blast.
I also wanted to really hit the nail on the coffin.
“Hey, Liam?”
“What’s up? Are you having fun?”
“So much!!”
“Good, me too.”
“Can I ask you to do something petty?”
He chuckled. “Okay.”
“I just really want to drive Jaden crazy. Can you pretend to be into me?”
Liam made a face I couldn’t read. “Yeah, Remy, I can do that.”
And boy, did he. It was like a flip was switched.
His dancing changed. Where before it was fun between friends, now his moves were seductive. Like liquid sex. My eyes raked him over.
“Wow, I love watching your body move.” I can’t believe I blurted out something so awkward! He seemed to enjoy the compliment, though.
He pulled me against him and walked us back to a wall of the club. He was saying something, but I was distracted by the heat coming off of his body so close to mine.
“What?”
He thought I couldn’t hear over the music. He brushed his lips from the bottom of my neck to the top. I shivered. His mouthed my ear as he said something. I whimpered, thankfully the sound drowned out by the music, and gripped the front of his shirt, trying to pull him closer.
Wait a second. Liam was pretending! He’s playing with me! Well, two can play that game.
I leaned up to talk against his ear. We were cheek to cheek. His hands gripped my hips. We went back and forth. Our bodies were completely touching now.
Then, I did the exact same thing to him that he had done to me. I ran my lips against his neck and let my tongue flick his earlobe as I spoke. His entire body shuddered! He pressed me harder into the wall, almost as if this giant, viral man’s knees had gone weak. Because of me. His eyes were so dark, they were almost black. Was he still playing pretend? I couldn’t tell.
This was messing with my head. My heart was beating out of my chest. He leaned in, but I slid out from his grip and under his arm.
“Thanks, that’s good! Let’s get drinks!” I practically ran from him.
Over my shoulder, I saw him shake his head and take a few deep breaths before joining me.
The rest of the night was still fun, but Liam drank a lot. Not fun drinking either. He seemed a little… sad. When he walked me home, I offered for him to sleep over and use my bed while I took the couch, because he looked wasted, but he was adament about not sleeping here. He walked all the way back to his place at 3 am.
Jaden did cool down after that, but… I couldn’t decide if I was thrilled or terrified with how Liam acted.
……
Junior year, Liam tutored me again for another one of my classes, and I earned an A!! It was all thanks to him! I wanted to do something to show my appreciation, so I invited him over. There were dozens of students living here, but again, we’re college students, so one of the multiple kitchens was always empty.
I wanted to cook him dinner. That was sweet of me, right?
Wrong. I ended up messing up the recipe. I’m so good at bio lab, so why was cooking so difficult? It was supposed to be just following instructions.
Liam leaned down to rest his head on my shoulder from behind. He whispered ways to correct my mistakes. I still wasn’t doing great. He reached around me to stir and save burning parts. Finally, he pushed me aside and salvaged it. Turns out, he’s a great cook!
“How was your weekend?” He was just making conversation.
“Ummm… Huh! That’s so weird. I must be tired, because I can’t remember what I did.”
“You’re such an airhead.” He laughed.
“How are you liking your new job?” He graduated from his 2 year masters program, but instead of heading back to our hometown, which was part of both of our longterm plans, he decided to take a job here first. He said it was to build up experience.
We chatted away as usual. The meal he cooked was delicious!
It wasn’t until like 30 minutes later that I finally remembered I had spent the weekend with a new guy I was dating! I had actually had a lot of fun and had thought I was into him, but if I couldn’t even remember him a few days later… Maybe I just forgot about everyone else when I was with Liam.
Liam broke me out of my thoughts. “Since you cooked dinner, I’ll do the dishes.”
“Are you teasing me, again?”
“A little, but I’m serious. The effort was adorable.” He kissed my forehead. I’m not a child!
We ended up doing the dishes together.
……
Between my Junior and Senior year, Liam spent the summer on the beaches of Europe with his family. I tried dating a guy, but didn’t go very far, and broke up with him before the end of the summer. It seemed like none of the guys I dated recently seemed… enough.
When Liam and I finally met up at the beginning of the term, it happened to be at a busy stop light intersection, in opposite corners. We both ran across the street to meet at the closest corner. He picked me up and twirled me around before crushing me to his body.
He hugged me so tightly, the air was pushed from my lungs. I actually couldn’t take a breath in, but I also didn’t want him to let go. This was the longest we’d been apart. I’d missed him. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled on it when I started to feel lightheaded.
When he let go, I gasped in air.
“Woah, are you okay?”
“You literally hugged me so tightly, I couldn’t breath.”
“Sorry, how’s this?” He hugged me again, one of his signature mind fogging indecent hugs.
“Mhmm, much better.” I ran my hands through his soft, thick hair again.
I got my first good look at him. His hair had grown longer and was sun kissed. He had a deep tan, and his muscles were huge. He looked hot.
“You’re thinking something I want to know. What is it?”
“Nope, nothing.”
“Tell me, or I’ll tickle you.”
“I’m wondering if your abs are tan, too.”
In the middle of the street!! He lifted his shirt for me to see his even more defined abs than usual, super tan and gorgeous, and he placed my hand right on them! With his hand over mine, he moved us all the way down his abdomen. His muscles twitched under the caress. When we got to the V of his abs, he held my hand at the groove just above his waistline. What if I slipped just my fingers under?
He let our hands drop, and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.
Why did he have to be so attractive? I knew we would never work. I mean, he wasn’t interested in me that way, and even if he was… there was the age gap, and we had different lifestyles, sort of, right? Plus, we’d been friends for so long by this point…
……
A few weeks later, we met up to play tennis. We were side by side practicing serves while Liam was complaining about a girl at work who kept hitting on him.
I made a joke that maybe he should give it a go.
“You think I’m straight?!”
“Um, no?” I was confused why he even asked. We’d been friends for years. I knew he was as gay as me.
He threw down his tennis racket. “You think I’m straight!”
“No! Gosh, I was just saying maybe she thought you were.” I didn’t get why it was such a big deal.
His next few serves were crazy fast. I’m glad I wasn’t on the receiving end of those.
“Calm down, would you?”
“I just need to work off some energy.”
“Because you thought I thought you’re straight?”
He glared at me.
“Okay, well, I know you’re not. Why’d that upset you so much?”
He kept just looking at me. He looked like he was seeing through me or in me or searching for something. He didn’t answer and went back to practicing serves, thankfully at a normal level of aggression. Oookay then.
……
Another weekend, we went to a nearby mountain for biking.
It was a beautiful day and the trails were well demarcated without being overused.
There was also a gondola to take us to the top! So fun! Without being overcrowded, there were still a good amount of people on a beautiful weekend like this. Every time we got on, Liam sat next to me so our thighs were plastered together. Even if I pulled my legs together a bit to give him space since he’s taller and bigger, he’d spread his legs wider until they were against mine again. It was certainly distracting, and if I was being honest with myself, I like it.
On one of the more crowded gondolas, I was in a corner, and Liam genuinely looked crammed. I moved against the wall as much as I could, but his legs kept pushing against mine until I was too squished. I lifted my right leg over his left one. Ooh I liked slipping down his inner leg. He grunted and gripped above my knee where my biking shorts had ridden up. Thankfully, we reached the top shortly after.
It was such a great day Saturday that we decided to go back Sunday.
One of my friends, Bailey, from the college mountain biking club heard I was headed up and asked to hang.
I thought the more the merrier!
But the day did not go as I expected. As soon as Bailey arrived, he had hearts in his eyes for Liam.
He was constantly asking Liam questions like how tall he is, and what he likes to eat, where he hangs out on campus, and what his usual days look like. As if he was learning his schedule to ambush him. Liam gave short one word answers or flat our ignored Bailey a lot of the time.
Bailey, however, did not get the hint. He kept on badgering.
I wasn’t really having fun, feeling more like a third wheel, but I gave them space. If they were going to be a good match, who was I to get in the way? I got the feeling Bailey wanted to sit next to Liam on the gondola, so I kept giving up my seat. Liam leaned forward when that happened to talk to me, or he’d move right before getting on to sit next to me. He also sat even more closely pressed to me than yesterday, if that was possible. His thigh pressed into mine and moved sometimes like a caress or to remind me it was there. I felt his warmth transfer to me and spread throughout my body.
The trails were good. Later in the day, Liam admired one of the biggest jumps. “I’d love to give that a go! But the landing’s carved out. I’d injure myself if I landed wrong.”
Bailey quickly grabbed onto Liam’s arm and, ugh, caressed it. “I’ll take care of you if you do.” He batted his eyelashes.
Liam slipped out of his grip and came around to me. He leaned his face down to level with me. “What about you? Would you take care of me?”
“No, of course not!” His jaw dropped. “You know what you’re getting into. If you know you’re going to get hurt, then don’t do it.” He burst out laughing! I wasn’t being funny. He shouldn’t do stupid things. I get Bailey is trying to flirt with him, but putting Liam in harms way is not the way to do it.
After that little interaction, suddenly, Bailey was all over Liam! Like aaaall over him. Desperate much? I guess I shouldn’t judge. Liam was absurdly handsome…
Next time getting on the gondola, I nearly fell forward. Did Bailey just literally push me out of the way!? WTH!
Liam was a loyal friend and even seemed repelled by Bailey, which at that point, gave me small tingles of happiness.
At the end of the day, Bailey asked Liam to dinner! He didn’t even invite me. Liam said he’s not hungry. Me, being the nice person I am, asked Bailey to join me at the local diner for dinner. He brushed off my invite saying he actually was in a hurry and needed to get back home. Well, I tried.
We packed everything up in the cars.
Liam turned to me, “So, where’s that diner?”
“I thought you weren’t hungry?” Bailey jumped in.
“Doesn’t matter. I want to spend more time with Remy.” I blushed.
“Then I’ll join too-”
“No, we wouldn’t want to keep you. You did say you’re in a hurry.” Liam practically loaded Bailey up in his car and sent him on his way.
I felt guilty again about my pleased feelings of how the evening turned out.
While eating fries, waiting for our meal, I happened to see my reflection in the window.
“Omg! Why didn’t you tell me I have helmet hair? I look ridiculous! And my face is still so red while I’m wearing a red shirt.”
“You look good.”
“You think I look good, like this?”
“You’re always beautiful.” His deep eyes were so sincere.
It was the way he said it that made my breath catch. “Thank you.” I still ran my hands through my hair trying to fix it.
……
Even after yesterday’s events, last night, Bailey called me to ask me to ask Liam if he was interested in him. I mean, I didn’t really like how had Bailey acted, but I also didn’t want to cockblock my friends.
The next morning, I went to breakfast with Liam. He was the same as always. I appreciated his consistency. I could depend on him to be the guy he always was.
“Random question, how do you feel about Bailey?”
“He’s nice enough.”
“So what would you think about going on a date with him?”
“No.”
“That was a pretty fast and direct answer.” Internally, I was pleased. Gosh, I needed to stop feeling this feeling.
“I’m not interested in someone like him at all.”
Now, I was kind of offended on Bailey’s behalf for some reason! “He’s really nice! And I think he really likes you. You wouldn’t make a bad pair.” What was wrong with me? I needed to make up my mind.
Liam loudly set down his utensils. “I’m not interested in him. I’m- No.” His eyes were the sternest I’ve ever seen them.
“Okay, okay.” I felt like a child disciplined in the principal’s office for some reason all of a sudden. I felt like, lately, all I did was aggravate him.
……
A few weeks later over winter break, we both went to our hometown and had a movie night. It was chill and relaxing, until it wasn’t.
He started out the night giving me lots of compliments, even more than usual. I was blushing and bashful by the time we started the movie. He also looked good, wearing short sleeves that showed off his strong muscles, and smelled reeeeally good. I kept finding excuses to get closer briefly to inhale his intoxicating scent. When I bit my lip to stop from moaning, I think his eyes tracked the movement. He had baked us snacks and chose a movie I’d like.
I don’t know who moved, him or me or both. As the movie progressed, we ended up closer and closer on the couch until we were touching.
Our bodies were pressed against each other for hours. Our hips, our shoulders, and our thighs. I kept shifting in my seat, and feeling his thigh searing against mine made me feel good, like that time in the gondolas, but better. I think he purposefully pressed his thigh against mine every once in a while, but maybe he was doing it in a friendly way. I don’t know! I couldn’t think all that well with his proximity, and warmth, and manly scent.
It was an innocent enough touch, but it drove me crazy. I kept peaking over at him, but he seemed as normal as ever. I wanted… so much more. Wow, when did that happen?
He, on the other hand, did nothing!! He didn’t make any moves. I was overheated and turned on like no other, and he didn’t even notice or didn’t care to notice.
Should I try to initiate something? But I know him, and he’s the aggressor. If he wanted to, he wouldn’t hold back, probably.
I peaked at his lap multiple times, but his shirt hid whether he was feeling… similar to me or not.
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Liam’s POV:
I didn’t know how much more I could take. I knew I was going to be hard as I always was with Remy, so I had tucked my cock into my waistband with my shirt over my lap before we sat down. At least I was covered in that aspect.
But Remy was acting weird tonight. He was flushed and kept wiggling around. Surely, I was being punished for something I did in a past life. I couldn’t help but get closer and closer to him, until I could feel every one of his movements.
I knew he was horny, but I didn’t know if it was because of the movie or something else or… after all these years, me. I shouldn’t get my hopes up. I didn’t want to misinterpret and freak him out and not be in his life at all. I couldn’t bear that.
All I needed was any sign from him, and I’d be all over him. Anything. I dug my fingers into my thigh that wasn’t pressed against the temptation next to me. Come on, Remy.
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Remy’s POV:
Sometimes… sometimes I thought Liam might have feelings for me. I mean, sure he sort of flirted with me at the beginning of our friendship, but it’s apparent he has no interest, since he did nothing tonight!! I was burning up from his proximity. And he did nothing.
After he left, I tidied up. As soon as I got into bed, I couldn’t help myself and stripped. I started jerking off to thoughts of him. I was already close. Did that make me a bad friend?
His name popped up on my phone! Ah! No, it’s okay. There’s no way he knows. Calm down.
I let go of my pulsing dick. “Hi! Um, what’s up?”
“I just… missed you.”
His voice was so low and gravely. I couldn’t help but touch myself. I skimmed my fingers to my aching hole. I rubbed around it.
“Uh, already? Mh.” I slipped a finger in. I ached so bad. This was his fault!
He paused before answering. “Yeah.”
“Mhmm, okay.” I found my prostate and slid over it. “Um, this actually isn’t a good tim-”
“Want to do something with me tomorrow?”
“Like, uh, like what?” I needed to stop! I didn’t.
“Hmmm.” His voice was so hot.
Oh no, I think I just breathed heavily into the phone. That was probably weird. Maybe he didn’t notice. Can he hear my breaths less if it’s on speaker? I changed to speaker. And I had more room to use my hands now. I can be quieter this way. I added a second finger. Oh yeah.
“Remy…” He growled.
“Y-yes?” My voice sounded more high pitched.
“You’re so cute.”
That made me pause. A warmth started in my chest and spread to my whole body. I bit my lip and fingered myself harder.
“What, what about me do you think is cute? Mhm?” I breathed out.
“Everything. Your bright smile, your button nose, your thoughtful comments… Your bouncy bubble butt…” Oh! He liked my butt? His compliments and his voice were an aphrodisiac. They added fuel to the fire burning in me. “And your cute noises.”
“Noises?”
“Like the ones you’re making now.”
I gasped.
“Hmmm. Yeah, just like that.”
Has he…? The whole time?!
“Come to my lake cabin tomorrow. I’m going to take a cold shower now. Good night.” He hung up.
I added a third finger and jerked myself. I pictured him in the shower, naked and wet… yeahhh and blew!
I was breathing like I had run a marathon. Wait, a cold shower? Omg!!! He knew!! He heard everything!!
……
The next day, I was so embarassed, but Liam didn’t bring it up and didn’t act any differently than usual. His calm demeanor relaxed me. Maybe it wasn’t such a big deal as I made it out to be.
It was winter, so too cold to swim, but it was still a beautiful day. He let me borrow one of his large insulated coats. He zipped me up like a child, but it made feel warm in more ways than one. We hiked a trail along the perimeter of the water. He helped me on some of the icy rocks, and when he let go of my arm, I felt almost disappointed. We had a wonderful day as always. My cheeks hurt from smiling. We grilled hamburgers for dinner.
At the end of the day, we sat by the lake in plastic chairs, watching the sunset, sipping on beers.
He showed me pictures from his younger sister’s wedding. He wasn’t even 30 yet, but his sister had gotten married already.
“I guess you’re next!” I felt a tinge of jealousy go through me at the thought of him loving some other guy.
I thought he’d quip something back, but he didn’t say anything.
I poked his thigh with my foot. “Hey, you’re not getting any younger, you know. It’s your turn. When are you going to get married, huh?”
Suddenly, he grabbed my ankle, and pulled my legs over his. The chair scraped as he pulled me closer. With his arms gripping my thighs now over his, he leaned close and said, “As soon as you say yes.”
My mouth popped open in shock. I would’ve laughed at his joke except for the fact that he seemed so serious. I felt it to my core.
“What?”
“I have feelings for you, Remy. In fact, I love you. I know you don’t feel the same way, but I can’t take it when you blatently push me to be with other people. There’s no one else for me, so I just wanted to tell you.”
“You don’t mean that…”
“I do. My dad sat me down last year to give me a talk about how he knows I’m head over heals for you but that I should branch out.”
“Why? Doesn’t your dad like me?”
“Of course he does! But he knows you’re so far out of my league!” That wasn’t true at all. I always felt like his dad was too harsh on him.
“So what’d you do?”
“I tried. I really did.” Wow, his eyes looked surprised and slightly pained. “But I ended up comparing everyone to you. Everyone fell short. And…” He swallowed. “I… couldn’t… for anyone else… get it up.”
“Get what up?”
He didn’t say anything.
“Omg! You mean your…”
“Yes, Remy, my cock.” His eyes were laughing at me again!
“So it… doesn’t work?”
“It works fine,” he pushed one of my legs against him, and yup, I definitely felt his big cock working! “But only when you’re around.”
“Woahhh! So you haven’t… with anyone in a while?”
“It’s been a long while. But sex isn’t the issue here. I don’t want you talking about or, worse, trying to set me up with anyone. It’s bad enough from my dad, but even worse when it’s you. Just lay off.”
“Okay.” I was so bewildered.
“Okay, the sun’s set. Let’s head inside.” He patted my thigh and grabbed our empty bottles.
……
We had planned to watch a movie, so that’s what we did.
How was he so relaxed next to me right now?
“How are you so relaxed next to me right now?”
“What do you mean?”
“You just professed your love to me a few minutes ago, but it’s like we always are. You’re chill and relaxed, which is making me feel completely comfortable, which is making me uncomfortable!”
He huffed out a laugh. “Sorry, did you want me to make you uncomfortable?”
“Well, no… but how do you do it?”
He turned to me, putting an arm on the back of the couch, just inches away from my shoulder. I was so aware of him physically, more than usual.
“Because nothing changed.”
I almost forgot the question. “Nothing has changed?”
“I’ve always had feelings for you, from the beginning, and I always knew you weren’t interested in me that way, so it’s the same as always for me.”
“Oh.” Somehow when he said it that way, it made sense. He just oozed calmness and strength. I had no choice but to accept the normality of it.
Except why did he keep acting like I’d rejected him when I hadn’t?
He turned back to the tv, but kept his arm around the couch. I settled in and leaned my head against him.
It was difficult for me to sit close to him. He smelled so good and was warm. I felt his muscles flex underneath me. It’s also like now that the cat was out of the bag, he didn’t hide his feelings anymore. It seemed like he was acting mostly the same, but just the small differences made me feel his care more.
And his phermones were getting to me. Or maybe those were my phermones. I should find a way to cover myself before he noticed my growing dick… wait.
“Are you hard right now?” I asked.
“I’d say more than half hard but not completely hard yet.”
I looked at him again. His huge cock was outlined laying against his thigh under very thin cloth. Yummm.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to be steel soon.”
“Oh sorry. Do you… often get hard around me?”
“All the time. Constantly.” He laughed. “Don’t look so surprised.”
“But I’ve never seen…”
“Because I hid it, so you wouldn’t find out how I feel about you. But, now you know. Unless, if it bothers you, I can get a blanket or something.”
“No, it’s okay.” I tried to focus on the movie, but my eyes kept going back to his lap. It looked so good. It kept growing too. Wow, how big was he? Like 8, no 9 inches?
I could feel precome wetting the fabric over my dick. I was getting so worked up. I gripped his thigh.
“Remy…”
“How are you so calm right now?” Except for his obscene cock, he looked like he was actually just enjoying a movie! I squeezed his thigh.
He crowded me, his face dipping into my neck and his lips skimming up to my ear. “Like I said, I’m used to it. Years. Remy, years you’ve made me like this,” he said in a pained, deep voice. It was almost accusing.
I gasped. I don’t think I truly understood until then.
I palmed myself. He growled and nipped my ear.
“Can you- Can you talk to me? I really like your voice.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.” When did I become so whanton? I stroked myself through my shorts.
“Like last night?”
“Ah! Don’t bring that up!”
“But I loved it. I love you. And your gasps and moans and little sounds you can’t keep in. You drive me crazy. I want to hear them all.”
He sucked on my neck.
“Mhmmm! What do you want to do… what would you do… to me?”
He growled again. Kissing up my jaw, he replied, “I want to make love to you in the shower. Against the wall, on a table, everywhere. I want to kiss you until there’s no space between us.” He sucked on my earlobe then began nips and kisses all over my neck again. “I want you from behind, to play with your huge, voluptuous ass and cram my giant cock into your tight hole. I’d give you so much pleasure. I’d make love to you hard until you screamed my name.”
Our breathes were harsh in the silence.
“Liam…” I ached soooo bad.
He pulled back. “Can I kiss you?” He asked.
“No!” Omg! Why did I say that?
“Are you sure?”
“No.” I couldn’t take my eyes off his lips.
He gave one of his small smiles and leaned in. He gave me enough time to pull away, but I didn’t.
His kiss was strong and direct. I think he meant to start out slow, but I plastered my body to his side and threw my legs over his, wrapping my arms around his neck. He gripped my waist and legs, pulling me fully into his lap. I gasped at feeling his anaconda against me, an opportunity he used to thrust his tongue into me.
“Mhhmmphmm,” I couldn’t stop moaning against him. Even his tongue was big. It was overwhelming.
He repositioned me so I was straddling him. He used this opportunity to play with my ass cheeks. His hands ran all over my globes. He jiggled and smooshed. He pulled and caressed. He moaned the whole time, as if he’d found heaven.
“Shirt off.”
“Hmmm.” I loved his hands on me. I couldn’t understand what his deep voice wanted.
“Remy, take your shirt off.”
Oh, okay. I slipped it over my head. As soon as I did, his mouth latched onto my nipple.
“Oohh yeah!” I squirmed more against him. I arched, pushing my butt against his hands and my chest against his mouth. He bit down! “Ahh!!”
He went back and forth, giving equal attentions to both nipples that started out pink but were now red and puffy from his harsh ministrations.
He grunted and flipped me on my back, crushing me against the couch. He kissed me wildly, tongue fucking me deliciously. My hands ran over his back. I slipped under his shirt and clawed at his back.
He ripped his shirt off. Hmm. We were skin to skin now.
Wait. Wasn’t this a little fast? “I’m not going to have sex with you tonight!” I blurted out.
“Is that so?” He didn’t seem at all bothered.
“Um…”
His hand slipped down my torso. He teased my waistband and started slipping his fingers under.
“Wait!”
He paused.
“How about… over my underwear?”
His hand slipped under my shorts but over my underwear. I was already so sensitive. He jerked my hard dick. I gripped his shoulders and neck for purchase.
He watched my reactions almost without blinking. “You’re beautiful, Remy.”
He moved down to rub my hole through the thin fabric. He immediately found it and rubbed against it. Then, he pressed firmly against me and jiggled his hand.
Little gasps left me! Why did that feel so good?
He kept rubbing firmly against my hole as he slid down my body, removed my shorts, and mouthed my dick over the remaining cloth.
“Ohh!”
He licked and lathered. The cloth was soaked through, sticking to my also now sticky dick. He mouthed the head, sucking and licking against it. Pleasure wracked my body.
“Liammmm, more!”
He sucked harder.
“Ah! I mean,” I pushed the top of my underwear down. “More.”
He ripped off my underwear and swallowed my dick in his mouth. I arched off the bed. He stroked against my hole and pushed a large finger in. Oh my. If only his one finger felt so large, what was his cock like?
He popped off. “Damn, you’re so tight, Remy! Are you sure you’re not a virgin?”
“Yes! It’s just… been a while…”
He smiled and kissed my inner thighs. He added a second finger and curled.
“Ahh!” I arched up. He suckled my head, and I came! He sucked me dry. I watched as his throat contraced as he swallowed every drop. “Do I taste oka-”
“You taste delicious.”
He grabbed my underwear where it had been discarded on the coffee table next to us and put them back on me. He hovered above me, his arms on either side of me, and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself.
I caressed his chest, then moved my hands lower. “What do you like, Liam?”
His body shivered above me. “I like whatever you want to do.”
At some point, he must have taken off his shorts, because he was also just in his underwear. I fondled him over it. Oh my! He was definitely at least 9 inches and thick!! I didn’t know how he would fit in me. He’d stretch me to the max, and then some.
I rubbed up and down his long length. My hands had never felt small until I gripped his member. Wow. My other hand played with his balls. He still hovered above me, body tense, his breaths belabored. I bit my lip. I loved having this effect on him. I wasn’t even doing that much yet.
I let go and went for his waistband. Just as I started to slip under, he stopped me.
“Actually, I won’t be able to handle much more from you.”
“What do you mean?”
He flipped me on my stomach and sat on my legs. He started fondling my ass cheeks again. He rubbed and lightly slapped, watching them bounce. He brushed where my bottom met my thighs. He ran over and over the crease there. He kept pushing the edge of my briefs higher and higher to play with more of my cheeks, until he pulled as much as he could and practically gave me a wedgy, but it felt good rubbing against my hole.
I gasped. He suddenly pulled my underwear down my thighs and rubbed his face against my bouncy ass cheeks. He kissed each of them, then bit one!
“Liam!”
He chuckled. He pulled my cheeks apart. I felt the air on my hole tantalizingly.
He brushed his thumbs around my rim. Lightly mostly, with a few hard strokes, just enough to leave me wanting more. Much more. I rutted my now hard again dick against the couch.
“Liaammm…”
He flipped me on my back, pulled me further down the couch, and hovered over me again. My legs were held together by my underwear around my thighs and my arms were above me from him suddenly pulling me down.
He kissed me deeply then all over my face and neck. “What do you want, Remy?”
“Uuhhmm!”
He sucked my neck. “Remy.”
“Liam.” He continued sucking bruises into me.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I- I want you to… play with my hole.”
He pulled back to look at me. His face lit up, and he immediately started descending my body, leaving little kisses in his wake.
“I didn’t mean with your mouth…”
He kept going until he reached but ignored my dick. “Can I?”
I nodded my head.
He ripped off my underwear the rest of the way, this time throwing them to the other side of the room. He shoved a pillow under me and spread and pushed my legs back. I was thankful I was so flexible that way.
He dove against my needy hole with no preamble, licked across it. He shoved his thick tongue in me in one go.
“Aahh!! Liam!” I gripped his hair for purchase and pulled roughly. He made me feel so good!!
He growled and pumped in and out of me deeply. His tongue felt like a wet dick. It was quite the muscle, and he used it so well!
With just his tongue, he brought me to the brink. My hole was spasming around him.
He pulled out.
“Nooo, Liam!”
He slid up my body. My fingers were still tangled and gripping his hair.
“Let me make fucking love to you.”
I whimpered and nodded.
He growled and took out his giant, pulsing cock. Damn. How was that going to fit in me? I wanted it so bad.
He brought it to my entrance and just rubbed against me. I whined.
“Fuck, Remy. I’ve waited so long for you. You’re everything and more I’ve ever wanted.” I spit on his cock.
“Liam, I- Ohh! You’re too big, too big! No, don’t stop! Moreee.”
He slowly pushed into me. Every inch left me breathless. I was so overwhelmed. “Aahhh! Liam! You’re soooo big. You stretch me so good, damn. Are you almost in?”
Liam huffed out. “Fuck, Remy, you’re good for a man’s ego. I’m only about halfway.”
My mouth fell open. He started jerking my dick. I wiggled against him. He slipped deeper and deeper. Liam’s breathing picked up.
Fiiinally, I felt him bottom out and his balls and thighs were against me. I probably needed time to adjust, but I also wanted him to fuck me to oblivion.
“Liaaam, you’re seriously huge. I feel so… so… full! Just, ugh! Come on, fuck meeee!”
“Remy…” He groaned. Liam’s chest was rising falling. His hands gripped my hips bruisingly. “Ugh! Don’t do that!”
I had squeezed my walls around him. “Come on!”
“I need a second or this is going to be over before it starts.”
“Really?” I did it again.
He glared at me. “Yes, really.” He leaned down, just an inch from my face. “I love you, Remy. You’re beautiful and smart, and I still can’t believe you want me this way.”
“I do. So much.”
He practically roared! He pulled back up, pushed my knees to my chest, and rutted!
I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t breath. I gripped whatever part of the couch I could reach. My head thrashed side to side. “Yesss!”
“Fuck, yeah.” He said with a breathy groan. “You’re perfect, Remy!” He slammed into me over and over. My dick leaked against my stomach.
Liam pulled out, but before I could protest, he turned me to me hands and knees. He switched positions a lot, like he couldn’t decide which part of me he wanted, or like he wanted all of me at once. He pushed me down, so my chest was against the couch, and just my perky butt was in the air. So hot! He spread my legs. I slid them even wider and shook my ass.
“Fuuuck!” He aligned his cock at my entrance and gripped my ass cheeks firmly in his hand. He slid in easier, but the stretch was still overwhelming. With every thrust, he made sure to slam into my backside all the way. I could feel my butt shake with every pounding.
“You look so good on my cock. If only you could see. Nothings has looked better. Nothing will ever look better.”
He reached around for my dick. He palmed and fondled it. Shivers wracked my body again.
“Damn, Remy.”
He pleasured me that way with a steady rhythm against me until he pulled out and played with my ass cheeks again.
“Liammmm!”
He pulled my cheeks apart. “You’re gaping. For me.”
“Liam…” I was panting. I was burning with need. I loved everything he did to me. I needed more! I wiggled and pushed against his hands.
He pulled me to sit on the couch, lined up his cock with my hole, inserted the tip, and put his arms under my knees and wrapped around my back. What is he doing? He lifted. Oh! I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was folded completely in half like a pretzel. And oh wow! He’s so strong! He just lifted me up with no effort, was standing straight up with me folded and open against him. I moaned, flush against him. I slid aaaall the way down on his steel cock. Full didn’t begin to cover how stuffed I felt.
He kissed me languidly, which I broke when he started moving. He bounced me against him, up and down his cock. O M GGGGG This felt so good! He’s really strong. How did I not know this was a sex position? He was already huge but felt even larger. He was hitting everywhere on every stroke. And my pulsing dick rubbed between us.
“Aaahhh! Liam!!!”
He bounced me faster on his cock! Each thrust felt like a mini orgasm.
“Best- it’s- ever- felt!” I was gasping and shouting.
“Yeah?” His eyes blazed.
“Yea- Aahh!!”
“Me too.” He pumped into me harsher and harder.
“Aaa-” I couldn’t breathe. I lost my voice. I dug my nails into his shoulders. His body jolted. I did it again, earning the same delicious response. I was so close!
“I- I want- to feel you- lose it in me.”
He groaned and pumped even faster into me if that was possible.
“Tell me you want me to come,” he said.
Woah… “Liam, mhmm,” I looked him in the eyes. “Come for me, Liam. Fill me up!”
He stuttered and started coming. Holy crap. That was so hot!
As soon as I felt his first gush of warmth in me, I came too, shivering and impaled on his massive cock. It went on and on. Black spots filled my vision from the pleasure.
We spent the rest of the weekend on every surface that could hold Liam’s animalistic thrusts into me. I also learned a lot of new pleasures.
……
A few weeks later, I was lounging on the couch watching tv, procastinating studying.
Liam texted: Will you spend next Wednesday with me?
Me: Sure! I’ve been craving froyo?
Liam: I was thinking more like a nice dinner.
Me: Wait, Wednesday as in Valentine’s Day?
Liam: Yeah.
I froze, staring at the screen. How did we get here? I was excited and nervous and mostly really happy.
Me: That was kind of a lame way to ask me out for vday!
Liam: I figured you’d say that. Check the front door.
I ran downstairs and on the doorstep found a box of chocolates with a card on it reading ‘Will you be my Valentine?’ Awww!!
Me: That’s it?
I know, I’m such a jerk. But I was just teasing.
Liam: Check the house’s back door.
He was prepared! I ran to the back of my house and threw the door open to find a bouquet of a dozen roses. They smelled lovely. I brought them inside and settled them on the kitchen counter with the chocolates. I may have already opened and eaten a couple of them.
Me: And that’s it?
Liam: Side porch.
Whaaaaaat. On the outside bench, there was a giant bear with a huge red bow on it!! It was almost as big as me!! I was barely able to carry it inside.
Me: OMG! YOU’RE THE CUTEST!!!
Me: I almost want to be sassy and ask again just to see what else you have, but this is more than enough. Hehe. Thank you 3
Liam: Good, because those were all the presents.
Me: Are you close by?
Liam: Yeah.
I dragged my presents up to my room and changed into something cuter.
A few minutes later, I heard the front door open and his loud footsteps on the stairs. When he walked through the door, I jumped into his arms. He hugged me tightly.
“Hmmm, I love your hugs!”
He kissed me, overwhelming me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“Really?”
“Yes!!” I kissed him.
“Can you say it again?” he asked so sweetly, kissing my jaw.
I giggled. “I love you.”
He kissed down my neck. “Again.”
“I love you.” This time I was more breathless.
“I love you so much, Remy. Always.” He groaned in satisfaction, slowly undressing me, and made love to me again and again.