“I’d love to be hanging on your wall,” he said. He bucked his hips upward and I groaned, feeling the thick length of his cock was pushed up against the top of my thigh.
“Good,” I whispered.
“But then I should have a sexy photo of you on my wall too,” he said, his teasing tone returning. “Maybe I’ll take one myself.”
I puffed out a short laugh. “If you want a shirtless photo of me, it’s all yours.”
“Shirtless. Pantsless. Completely fucking naked. I’ll take it.”
“Christ,” I said. I paused for a moment, pulling in a deep breath, my eyes wandering all across his body. I glanced down to see a bead of precum on the tip of his cock, glistening in the low light.
Rock liked the attention. He smiled softly, reaching up to run his thumb gently across my bottom lip.
“You all good, Chef?”
“So good. Very good. I just… I didn’t know,” I said. “I had no idea you wanted this.”
“I can’t explain it either,” he told me. “But I know that you’re fucking hot.”
“Even though I’m a guy?”
He let out a breath. “Because you’re you,” he said. “You’re a guy, yes, but I’ve been attracted to you since I met you. I definitely don’t mind acting the part of your boyfriend, Perry.”
“Well, you’re really good at it.”
He groaned with pleasure, biting his bottom lip. “Let me taste you.”
Didn’t have to tell me twice. I leaned in to kiss him again, opening up to him. He responded in kind, letting his tongue slide against mine in a warm rush of wetness.
“I love this,” he murmured. “I want to taste you other places, too.”
My cock pulsed.
“Are you sure you’re ready for that?” I asked. “You’ve never…”
He shook his head. “Nope. Never. I’ve had threesomes, but my interaction with the dudes was minimal.”
A small thread of worry moved through me. Maybe Rock was fine experimenting when it came to kissing, but actually having another man’s cock in your mouth was very, very different. I was afraid of taking things too far, of inevitably reaching a threshold where Rock would realize I was a man, get spooked, and be uncomfortable. I wanted to prolong this magic as long as I possibly could. The idea of losing it was too much to grapple with.
But I also had to give it a shot. The idea of him trying things out on me, of me being an experiment for him, was wildly hot in its own right. I trusted him enough to let him experiment with me. Deeply trusted him, actually, even though I’d only known him for a short few weeks.
“You know… I’ve never liked the idea of being a straight guy’s first time,” I said.
His gaze became serious. “Perry, if you’re not into it, we aren’t going to do it.”
I swallowed as I reached down to my cock, wrapping my fist around it and just squeezing gently.
“Hey,” he said more forcefully, stopping my hand by wrapping his around it. He looked at me with a stern expression. “I mean it.”
“I was going to say,” I continued, “that even though I’ve never liked the idea of it… with you, I want it so fucking badly I can hardly wait.”
“You’re sure?”
“Why don’t you put your mouth on my cock and find out?”
His mouth opened into a shocked and satisfied O shape, and I knew he was just as surprised as I was that I’d said something like that. I felt heat collecting in my cheeks at how brazen I’d been.
“You’re rubbing off on me,” I murmured.
“Not yet, but I hope to,” he said. “Now lie down on this bed and teach me how to suck cock.”
Immediately I removed my own hand from my cock, because if I touched it any more after he’d made that comment, I was liable to blow.
“Your wish is my command,” I said, collapsing back onto the bed, shimmying backward so that my head was propped up against the pillows.
“God, you have a nice cock,” Rock said, adjusting so that he was between my legs, pushing my knees apart and making himself at home.
I was glad it was relatively dim in the room, because my blush was back again.
“So, guys like it when the other guy puts his tongue here, right?” Rock asked before sliding his tongue on the underside of my cock.
“I know that was a joke, but holy fuck that feels incredible,” I whispered, feeling even more blood rush to the region.
He seemed happy with that response. He settled in, positioning himself so that his arms were on my thighs, his muscles looking ridiculously tantalizing. He explored a little further, gently sucking the head into his mouth, capturing it and rolling his tongue around the tip more.
“Doin’ pretty great,” I said, closing my eyes for a moment. Looking down and seeing Rock between my legs was hot—too hot—and I was afraid that even from this, I might come.