“Oh, god! If you moan like that again I am going to lose my mind!” Devin’s voice was strained, almost hoarse as he spoke.
I smiled, feeling almost powerful hearing those words from Devin. “You have some catching up to do, Devin.” I curled my fingers under the collar of Devin’s shirt and pulled at it. “Don’t you think this needs to come off?” I was surprised at my boldness, but his hunger for me was a potent aphrodisiac and I wanted more.
Devin couldn’t move fast enough, pulling himself up to a sitting position and raising his hands up, giving me the treat of undressing him. I slid my hands down and then lifted his shirt off over his head and dropped it to the floor, joining my discarded clothes. My breath froze as I stared at his perfect chest. He was so toned; so hard. I tentatively reached out to run my fingers through that beautiful, thick chest hair that I had fantasized over for months and moaned low as I realized the reality was so much better than my fantasies.
He trembled at my touch and I stared up into Devin’s eyes. They were shining with lust. Lust we no longer had to hide from each other. Devin slid his arms around my waist. I stayed quiet and didn’t move for a moment.
“What’s wrong, Gage?” Devin’s voice was a husky whisper.
I leaned into his embrace and laid my head on Devin’s shoulder. “Nothing’s wrong. Absolutely nothing. Everything is perfect. Better than I dreamed,” I whispered against his soft skin.
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Devin’s POV
I smiled and leaned my face into Gage’s hair, breathing in his scent. I didn’t have to hide my attraction to him anymore. “Your scent drives me crazy, you know. I can’t get enough of it.”
Gage pulled back. “Really?” He laughed. “I thought I was the only one who did that. Your smell is heaven. I love when you come back from working out and the whole room smells like you. God, it turns me on!” Gage chewed on his bottom lip for a moment. “Okay, maybe that sounded a little weird. Crap… I shouldn’t let you know how crazy I am right from the get go…I-”
He was so fucking cute when he babbled! I growled and pulled him hard against my mouth for a passionate kiss, interrupting his verbal torrent. I slanted my mouth over Gage’s over and over and pushed my tongue through our parted lips, tasting the honeyed sweetness of his mouth. I felt Gage moan into my mouth and I slid one hand into his hair again, tugging and pulling until his neck was arched and open for me. I moved down and suckled that sweet spot again and felt a shudder go through Gage.
Our chests rubbed together and I felt the friction build, loving the feeling of Gage’s smaller body against mine. My cock was rock hard and I ached to be completely naked with him. I needed full skin on skin contact.
“I need to touch you, baby,” I groaned out. He pulled back a little and looked at me. He knew exactly what I meant and rolled to his side. His hands were at his waistband, but I placed my hand on his, stopping him from going any farther. Instead, I whispered for him to stand up next to the bed. He did and I sat in front of him, my hands on his either side of his waist.
I felt Gage trembling and worried about him. I knew he was a virgin. “We can stop any time you want, Gage.” And I would, even though I wanted him more than anything in the world.
“No!” Gage said loudly. “I… I want you, Devin. I just…don’t know if I am ready for… for” he paused, unable to look me in the eye for a minute before whispering his last word, “sex.”
My body ached for him, but I also wanted him for more than a one-night stand. Hell, I was fucking crazy about him. I want his first time to be special.
“I agree,” I whispered back. “Let’s not rush everything at once.”
He exhaled. “Are you upset with me?”
My hands were still at his waist, so I pulled him close to me. “Never. If I were mad at you for wanting to go slowly, then I wouldn’t expect you to want to be with me. I will wait.”
He smiled shyly down at me. “But, Devin, that doesn’t mean we can’t do…other…things.”
He was quiet for a moment as I silently thanked the heavens above. Yes, yes, we could do ‘other things’ and we could do them this very instant. I tucked my hands under his waistband, beginning to slide his pants down his legs. When they pooled at his feet, he stepped out of them, leaving him in just his boxers.
I sat back and drank him in. He was beautiful. Sexy. The blonde hair on his chest was light and matched the dusting of hair on his arms and legs. His nipples were small and round, so rosy and hard right now. The look on his face was full of trust and so sweet that the need to make him mine overpowered me. I pulled him into my lap and leaned in for a kiss.
He straddled my legs, bracing his knees on the bed on either side of me. I felt his hardness rub against my stomach and shuddered. My hands were all over him. I traced every edge, every contour on his back, up his arms and slid my hands into his hair. I couldn’t believe I was kissing him. My heart sang out and I felt it beating fast in my chest. I wondered if he could feel it. I pulled back and kissed his cheeks and down his jawline. I nipped at his skin and he moaned.
God, he was so hot! I slid one of my hands between us and lightly pressed my finger into that little dip at the bottom of his neck between his clavicle bones.
“Umm, that’s nice,” he whispered, letting his head fall back. I traced my finger down to his nipples and pulled them a little, eliciting a soft groan from his lips, but then his words stopped me.
“Wait…I can’t think straight. I… we… we need to slow down, Devin.” He sounded a little panicky.
His beautiful lips were an inch away from mine. I was so hot for him, I was shuddering with need. But then I looked into his eyes. His dark, pleading eyes. I saw lust in them. Mixed with fear. I pulled back. The last thing I needed to do was scare him and lose any chance to be with him. It took every bit of strength I had in me to do what I did next.
He watched me as I took several deep, calming breaths and spoke, “You’re right. You deserve something better than being groped in our dorm room. Let’s try and cool off.”
I slid him from my lap and instantly missed his snug little body pressed against mine. I craved him and it was like I was in withdrawal. My body quivered and I quickly moved to the other bed and flipped on a desk lamp. Bad idea. Now I had an even better view of him.
God, he was so sexy. His skin was flushed all over and his lips were swollen and rosy. His nipples…god, his nipples were hard and I could see his cock in his boxers, pressing for release. I raked my eyes over his body and back up to his eyes.
He was watching me intently and letting his tongue slide across his lower lip, where I had been nibbling earlier. He wanted me, too. That was obvious. I shoved my hand through my hair. Damn! Isn’t this what teenage boys did? Well, teenage boys that were gay? Make out in their dorm room beds? I was having trouble remembering why we pulled apart.
The silence between us continued as we finally broke our gaze. I flopped back on the bed. HIS bed. And I groaned out loud.