Boyfriend Goals

“We can’t have that. Not yet. Can you reach up and grab the lube for me? And a condom.”

“Yes. Are you going to fuck me now?”

“Not yet. We’ll get some fingers in you to test the waters.”

“If it’s anything like having your tongue in me, I might become addicted.” I reached over, pulled the nightstand drawer open, and grabbed the supplies.

Gideon took them both. He licked, then kissed my hole again before pumping some lube onto his fingers. I immediately tightened up.

“Lo?”

“Sorry. I tried it myself and didn’t like it.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No.” I shook my head.

“Roll over.” I did, and he grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under my hips before kneeling between my legs. Gideon sucked the crown of my erection into his mouth while his finger teased my ass.

“This helps. This is nice.” I looked down to see him smile around my dick.

Gideon kept sucking me. I’d gone a little soft, but was already hardening again. He licked my balls the way I liked before blowing me again, his finger circling, then pushing inside, and… “Oh.”

“Good oh or bad?”

“Good. Put my cock back in your mouth, please.”

“So bossy.”

“I said please!”

He did, bobbing his head on me while he fingered my ass. It felt so much better with Gideon doing it.

I watched him because it was totally hot. I liked looking at my dick in his mouth and seeing his hand move between my legs, matching the sensation I felt inside me. Gideon was inside me; not his cock yet, but still.

“You can try another one now.”

He nodded and did. This one went in easier than the first, my body already learning to open and accept him. He used those two on me for a while before I felt more pressure and knew he was trying to work a third finger in. I thrust into his mouth, threaded my fingers through his hair, trying to hold on, but it was too short to grab much.

“You okay?” he asked, nuzzling my sac. “I have three in you.”

“Yeah…it’s different. I feel really full, but I’m getting used to it.”

“Good.” He kissed my balls—one, then the other—before going back to my cock. He sucked me, savored me, treated me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him, like I was to be cherished, and Gideon was making it his mission in life to do just that.

Each push of his fingers became easier. There was still pressure and fullness, but it wasn’t bad, just something I was getting used to.

“Jesus, Lo. I can’t believe I get to do this. You’re so fucking sexy, so fucking mine.”

“Yes. That. Will you fuck me now?” I mean, the man had just said I was his, and I wanted to be that because Gideon felt like he was mine.

He chuckled. “Yeah, let’s do this.”

It was weird when he pulled his fingers out. I felt empty, which should feel normal, but it didn’t. Gideon ripped open the wrapper, then rolled the condom down his erection. He pumped some lube into his hand and slicked himself up.

“Is this how you want to do it?”

“Yes. I’m pretty bendy when I want to be. I don’t think I’ll be able to relax if I’m not looking at you.” And I wasn’t ready to try and ride him yet.

“Okay. We got this.” He positioned the pillow better. I opened my legs more, lifted them back some, while he knelt there, holding the base of his erection, then nudging at my ass.

“Go slow.”

“I will. I’ll take care of you.” Most ways I hated that; I didn’t want to be taken care of, but I remembered how it felt to do that with Gideon, and in this, with sex, I needed that from him.

Gideon didn’t let his gaze stray from mine as he started to push in. The stretching sensation was a little uncomfortable, but I wanted this. I wanted him. I stroked myself as he slowly worked his way in…pressure, fullness, stretching. “Can I talk to you? I know you don’t always like it.”

“Yes, please do,” I replied.

“You feel so perfect. Hot and tight. I’ve never been more turned on in my life, Lo. Never felt so goddamned fortunate. I still can’t believe you chose me. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

I didn’t know about that, but hearing it did help. Gideon kept talking to me, telling me what it felt like, touching me, easing in, watching me, until he smiled. “You took it. I’m all the way in. How do you feel?”

I felt… It was… I looked down, saw our bodies, knew he was inside me, that we were a part of each other in this totally new way—and my cock jerked. Oh yes, I was going to like this. “I feel full, but good. Connected to you, but not just in the obvious way. Like I feel it in my chest too.” His lips stretched wider. “Should you move now?”