Fuck, I hoped not.
My mouth went dry the moment he pushed his shirt over his shoulders. He was a god. His smooth olive skin and perfectly toned abs were a thing of beauty. He dropped his shirt on the floor, then gave me a sultry smile as he unbuckled his belt. I licked my lips hungrily. The sight of a bare-chested Gabe with his jeans undone made me feel dizzy. It took everything I had not to reach for my cock and jack myself when he unzipped and then lowered his jeans and stepped out of them.
“Christ, you’re beautiful,” I whispered without thinking.
Gabe grinned as he climbed onto the bed. He stretched out beside me, rolled to his side, and set his hand on my hip.
“So are you.” He put his finger on my lips before I could argue. “Shh. Is this okay?”
I nodded, loving that he’d repeated my question. He was nervous too. “Yes, but…we could do more.”
“Like what?”
I let out an amused huff. “Dude, I have no fucking clue. Don’t ask me what comes next.”
“Such a smartass,” he teased, reaching out to trace my eyebrow. “Kiss me.”
“Yes,” I agreed, sidling closer to him.
Gabe met me halfway and pressed his lips against mine. I sighed into the sweet connection. I loved the hint of scruff on his chin and the heat of his body. He seemed to know exactly how much pressure to apply. Not too hard and never too soft. The only problem was my insatiable craving for more. I waited for him to plunge his tongue into my mouth and take over, but he seemed content to go slowly. Maybe he wanted me to make a move.
I flattened my hand over his right pec, then let it drift to his hip before pulling him against me and nudging my knee between his thighs. Gabe hummed his approval and sprang into action. He cupped the back of my head and drove his tongue inside as he rolled on top of me. We broke the kiss with a gasp of pleasure. He was rock hard, and I was throbbing with need. Our combined arousal was a heady thing. And when he shifted his weight so his cock slid alongside mine, I was ready for more.
Gabe slid his fingers under the elastic of my briefs and eyed me cautiously.
I tilted my head in acquiescence. “Keep going.”
He rose above me and sat back on his heels. Then he slowly lowered the fabric over my shaft. He glanced up at me reverently, licking his lips in a show of approval when I lifted my hips and pushed my briefs out of the way. I plucked at his until he got the message.
“Take them off me,” he commanded in a husky tone.
I obeyed without question. I splayed my hands over his ass, arched my back, and rubbed my bare cock against his. An electric current went through me. I’d never felt anything like it. Just looking at us…naked and hard for each other, was like a dream. And when his precum dripped onto my shaft, I shivered.
Gabe braced his weight on one hand and gripped his dick and tapped it against mine.
I set my feet on the mattress and bucked my hips upward, wordlessly looking for more of everything. “Oh, fuck. Can I touch you?”
“You don’t have to ask, Der. You can do whatever you want,” he assured me, bending to capture my mouth in a rough kiss.
The extra spark in the connection gave me the courage to do exactly as he suggested. I reached between us and for the first time in my life, I touched another man’s rigid cock. Gabe pulled back slightly and nodded in encouragement.
“You’re big,” I commented, wrapping my fingers around his girth. I tested his length and thickness before stroking him languidly. “Does this feel good?”
“Yeah. Really good,” he choked. “Let me…let me touch you too.”
I might have actually whimpered when he gripped me firmly and squeezed. And when he brushed his thumb over my slit and smeared precum over the mushroom head, then jacked my cock like a pro, I cried out. Gabe kissed me again. Probably to shut me up. I didn’t mind at all. This fucking gorgeous man with his tongue in my mouth hovering over me with his hand on my dick, stroking me while I did the same to him…this was heaven. When he increased the pressure just a tad, I felt a familiar tingle at the base of my spine and knew I wouldn’t last long.
“Gabe, I’m—I’m close,” I said, breaking the kiss.
He bit my bottom lip, then slid down my chest and kneeled between my thighs. He took over stroking both of us, twisting his wrist at each turn. I wanted to comment on his technique, but I couldn’t speak coherently. I let him take over. I’d happily go wherever he led at that moment. Though I had to admit I was shocked when he leaned down and swallowed me whole.