He did the same. On MY bed. My sexy little roommate was almost naked on my bed. I knew my sheets would smell like him. I may never sleep again. Never. Not a wink my entire college life.
I groaned again and heard a giggle. A giggle? I looked over and he was smiling at the ceiling. He giggled again.
I was not amused. “What’s so funny?”
He turned his head and looked at me. “You are,David,” he teased.
“Umm, I believe you told me your name wasMark,” I pointed out, feeling a little incensed.
He busted out laughing. “God, what the hell was wrong with us?”
I felt the laughter bubble up and out of me and I grinned at him. He was right. We were both so scared of everything. I sat up and looked over at him. I knew I wanted him back in my arms, but I sighed. We needed to talk before the testosterone in the room went into overload again and we were tearing at each other.
“Look…I guess this took us both by surprise, huh?”
He stopped laughing and sat up, a shy smile tugging at his lips. His rosy lips. Those sexy kissable lips. Mm, I could just imagine how they would look wrapped around my cock. And there it was… my cock was hard as steel again. I tried to think through my haze of lust.
“Well, I guess here’s the deal. We want to be together. I mean, that’s what I want. I want to take you out. I want to hold your hand and kiss you and…oh, fuck… I want to do so many things to you! But, you’re right. We need to slow down a little.” The longer I spoke, the huskier my voice became. I couldn’t continue to be this near him while he was only in boxers. I didn’t trust myself around him at this moment.
“I feel the same way,” he began, innocently unaware of the dirty images of him sucking my cock that were running through my head.
He looked so sweet and trusting. God, he trusted me! I wonder how much longer I could hold back.
“Um, you know what? I think I’m going to hit the shower. The cold shower. Then we can talk, ok?” I told him.
He looked surprised, but nodded and didn’t move. I took one more long drink of him before I hit the shower. He smiled at me. I tried to smile back. I really did. But I think it may have come off as more of a leer. Yep, his eyes widened in surprise. God, I could just eat him up!
“You might want to put something on before I come back out. You keep looking at me like that I may not be able to hold back,” I said to him before I locked the bathroom door behind me.
I took the coldest shower I could stand and after quite some time, I felt like I had myself under control. Although, I wanted to jack-off so badly, I knew I really shouldn’t. Not with him right outside the door and knowing how turned on I was with him. He would hear me and I didn’t need to embarrass myself even more.
I slipped on my fleece sleep pants and a t-shirt and braced myself to be in the same room as Gage again. Keeping my hands to myself was going to be the most difficult thing I have ever done. I took a deep breath and opened the door and froze.
Gage was stretched out on his back on my bed, still only in his boxers. His boxers clearly showed a bulge and I tore my eyes away and up to his face. He was smiling shyly. Fuck! I was in trouble.
“Can I spend the night in your bed?” he asked me quietly.
Damn! Did I think it was going to be hard to keep my hands off him? Make thatimpossible.
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
He looked crestfallen and pulled himself up. I rushed over to him and sat on the edge of the bed, blocking him from leaving my bed. Confusion showed in his eyes.
“Gage, I would love to have you sleep in my bed. I literally ache to hold you at night.” A smiled tugged at his lips. “But, I am afraid I would lose control. And I don’t want to push you farther than you are ready.”
A grin spread across his face as he leaned over and kissed my cheek. “But, I want to feel your body against mine.” His hot breath stroked my cheek and I gulped. “Please, Devin… let’s just hold each other for a little while.”
I nodded, giving in, and slipped into the bed as he pulled the blanket up over us. We both turned on our sides, facing each other so that our faces were only inches apart. My body was already on fire. This was going to be difficult. I tried talking.
“Um, are you okay? I mean, are you cold? Do you want a t-shirt?” I asked, praying he would say no.
“I’m fine. Your body gives off a lot of heat,” he said, looking into my eyes.
“I know you’re a virgin, Gage. Have you done anything with a man?” I blurted it out. It was something I had been wondering, but I told myself it wasn’t time to ask. Yet, there it was.
He looked away from me for a moment before answering. “No, but I…I want to with you.”
I groaned inwardly. He was making it so difficult to be a gentleman! I stayed quiet and watched him as he continued.
“I want to taste you,” he admitted, his voice quieter than a whisper. My body jolted at his words and my cock swelled even more.Damn,I thought,who was I to stop him from doing what he wanted?
“Gage, my body is yours,” I answered him as I reached for his hand and pressed his palm to my chest. Even through the t-shirt I could feel the heat from his skin and moaned. I couldn’t believe that just a small touch from him filled me with so much heat and lust.
He pulled closer and kissed my neck as he rolled me onto my back. His tongue licked my skin and I shuddered. I slid my hands into his hair and stroked his those silky strands and felt him tremble. He kept his kisses light as he trailed down my neck. When he got to the neckline of my shirt, he reached down and tugged at the hem, pulling the shirt up so he could kiss my chest. He stopped at my nipples and when I felt his tongue and then his teeth nip at my hard little nub I grasped his head and pressed his face against my chest. He ran his tongue around my nipple and nibbled it, biting and licking, licking and biting me as my overstimulated body thrust my hips up. I liked that.
I let up a little on my tight grasp of his head and he kissed down farther, dipping his tongue into my belly button. I almost jumped out of my skin, never knowing how intense that felt! Gage giggled again and moved to the waistband of my sleep pants. He pulled himself up and straddled my legs, bracing his knees on the bed, before hooking his fingers under the waistband, and yanking them down. He must not have realized I wasn’t wearing boxers because he gasped, startled when my hard cock slipped out and slapped against my belly and glistening drops of precum shone on the tip and dribbled down the side.
He gazed at my cock for a few moments before looking up at me. I wasn’t sure what to do. I knew what Iwantedto do, but I wasn’t sure what he was ready for. Tonight had been a little bit of a roller coaster ride of emotions for me. He smiled at me, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he slid his hand up across my hip and slowly wrapped his fingers around me. I gasped as his touch sent white-hot currents of lust zipping through my body.
He was so close, I felt his hot breath on my cock and groaned, wrapping one hand in his hair and pulling him so that his lips touched the mushroom head. He flicked his tongue out and tasted me and I trembled.