With Curtis’s hand working Nate’s cock, the world became a blur. Curtis’s long hair tickled Nate’s sweaty back, and Nate didn’t even recognize his voice anymore when he moaned time and time again. The scent of fresh sheets mixed with Curtis’s cologne, and it was all too much to handle.
What was Nate even doing with his life? He didn't want to go to college. All he wanted to do was stay in bed with Curtis forever. Learn all about him, melt into one with him, be his love, his prized possession, and pet all in one. Take Curtis’s cock, his cum, his kisses. Do his laundry, make him sandwiches, and sing for him.
Each thrust pushed Nate farther up the pleasure scale until liquid joy rippled through his entire body, and he felt his dick spasm, releasing cum all over Curtis’s hand. His brain was mush, drunk on the sense of personal victory and belonging. This was what he’d been missing. Now that he knew how it felt to offer himself to Curtis, he wished to just leave on the back of his bike and never have to feel ashamed of the things he wanted. In this moment, nothing could possibly taint the golden happiness streaming through his veins when the fucking became more erratic. Curtis squeezed his hips hard, pistoning in and out of Nate until his dick throbbed, and he stiffened on top, burying his face in Nate’s neck.
Nate couldn’t find it in himself to care about bite marks when Curtis’s teeth closed over the back of his neck. He’d never felt like this. Claimed. He’d always laughed at people who believed they’d know when they met The One, but the connection he was experiencing with Curtis was so visceral Nate could believe it was destiny that had brought them together.
With his toes curled, he took Curtis’s cock when his lover pumped into him a couple more times. He already knew he’d want to fuck without rubbers one day and take Curtis’s load bare, but maybe it was too early to voice that wish.
He didn’t want to scare Curtis off.
Curtis settled on top of Nate and without a word, claimed Nate’s lips with a kiss much less aggressive than the ones that came before it. The sated beast didn’t need to bite anymore.
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Music was still thudding in Nate’s head when he tasted Curtis’s cum for the first time. Ecstasy shot through his entire body, and just as the thick liquid shot into his mouth, the forbidden pleasure of it made his own arousal tip over the edge. With his mouth still firmly attached to the throbbing dick, he looked up, noticing a droplet of sweat fall off his man’s stubbly chin. It dripped to Nate’s cheek, and he tightened his arms around the strong hips, settling into a comfortable afterglow.
He loved being on his knees for Curtis.
After their first time in the hotel, they’d taken a shower together, enjoying each other’s bodies, touching as if they’d known each other forever. Curtis was a god among men with his tattoos and long hair. The amount of attention he offered Nate was beyond flattering, but it was the fact that they had ended up jamming together on their guitars, naked as the day they were born, that told Nate there was more to Curtis’s interest in him than just lust.
It had been beyond comfortable to play together and chat, and he’d discovered Curtis had a similar background to his own, even if his immediate family wasn’t as conservative as Nate’s. Time passed fast when all Nate could feel were passion and a sense of companionship he’d never experienced, so he ignored the messages and calls from his church friends, not ready to say goodbye to Curtis just yet.
This last orgasm already felt painfully final.
He’d come himself during the blowjob, but the cum in his mouth meant they’d be parting soon, and Nate wasn’t ready, so he kept suckling on the softening cock.
Curtis let out a raspy laugh. “That’s enough. I’m getting too sensitive.”
Nate moaned his disappointment but let the cock out and rubbed his face against Curtis’s bared thigh. “That was so good.”
Curtis pulled Nate up and kissed him with a groan. Their tongues moved at a languid pace, and Nate loved the taste left by Curtis’s cum mingling with the heat of his lips. He gasped when Curtis grabbed him by the ass and picked him up, only to sit him on an old cupboard in the small back room.
Just earlier today, Nate had had his first kiss, and here he was a couple of hours later, having sex in a semi-public space, with a man between his thighs. Why hadn’t he tried any of this sooner? This chance encounter had thrown his life off-course and Nate couldn’t find it in himself to regret anything.