David wanted to melt into Raja, become one with him, and have Raja’s hot cock throb inside him. He lowered his gaze the moment those thoughts swamped his mind. “I trust you will. Just make sure you always have it with you.”
Raja looked at the ring and slowly pushed it on his pinky. The silver looked so sharp against the warm hue of his skin.
“Okay, I promise.”
When David first took the ring off, he’d felt like something was missing, because he’d worn it for so long, but seeing it with Raja, he knew it was in the right place. His breath hitched. The last thing he wanted to think about now was his parents or any problems connected to the real world beyond the walls of Raja’s apartment. He craved to forget about it all in Raja’s arms.
Raja leaned closer and rested his hand on the door next to David’s head. “I want to eat you up,” he whispered, teasing David’s face with his sweet, warm breath.
David dared to look up and touched his fingertips to Raja’s chest. “Is that slang for something weird?” His cheeks were getting hot again as his imagination started already undressing Raja.
Raja smirked and brushed his soft beard against David’s cheek before speaking straight into his ear. “I’m gonna fuck you today. You want that, don’t you?”
A shiver went down David’s body, already waking up his cock. “Yes. Please. I want it.”
Raja’s lips brushed over David’s skin, and he stepped closer, pressing his strong, warm body flat against David’s, his hands trailing down all the way to David’s hips. “Anything else you want to tell me before we start?”
David swallowed, overwhelmed yet as eager as a Duracell bunny. “Just that I’ve been dreaming about this a lot.”
Raja groaned and rocked his hips against him. Neither of them was fully hard yet, but David could see himself getting there in no time.
Raja pulled away so abruptly only the door kept David up, but he just followed Raja’s footsteps into the bedroom with dark green walls and a huge bed. “Did you? What did I do in your dreams?”
David bit his lip. “It’s embarrassing. Dirty stuff.” He squeezed Raja’s hand harder, smiling despite the growing embarrassment. This man would be the center of his universe now, and everything would be fine. He had the right to make that choice.
“Let me hear it,” said Raja as he pushed David back on the soft mattress. He looked even more impressive from down there, and his muscles flexed when he pulled off his cut and shirt, revealing the tan torso with a layer of short dark hairs between the pecs. How was David supposed to articulate his thoughts with all of that flesh on show?
He put his face in his hands. “I had this fantasy that you sneak into my room when Hunter is asleep.”
“Did I make you quiet with my hand?” asked Raja, moving his hand down his six-pack until his four fingers disappeared under the waistband of his jeans. And David knew because despite holding his hands to his face, he still peeked at what was going on.
“Yes. You pulled me out from under the blanket, your cock already out, and you pushed my pajama pants down.” David’s emotions were one big tumble of contradiction, but the love he felt for Raja was the one thing he was certain of. If his life were a batch of laundry in a washing machine, then his love was that scarlet red sock that stained every single item in there. He was needy and throbbed for Raja to touch him.
But Raja was still standing at the foot of the bed, slightly rocking his body back and forth as he unbuckled his belt at an agonizingly slow pace. “You don’t have to be quiet here. The apartment above us is empty, and the person living below’s out all day on the weekends. You can scream all you want, but no one’s gonna hear you.”
David swallowed, and his nostrils flared. “Will you make me scream?” He clenched his fists on Raja’s bedding and couldn’t stick to looking at Raja’s face, too focused on what was going on lower down.
Raja laughed and slid his belt out of the loops with a loud clang. “There will be a lot of happy screams in this room tonight,” he said and pulled the zipper down.
David smiled widely as a pornographic movie with him as the star rolled through his mind. He started frantically unbuttoning his shirt, cringing that it was his white Sunday shirt. The one he liked wearing to church, clean and plain. It wasn’t a sexy garment, so he needed it off as soon as possible.
Raja pushed his jeans lower, and they slid down to his knees on their own, but all that David could focus on was the outline of Raja’s cock inside his burgundy briefs. The dark brown eyes looked up, and Raja called David over with a gesture. He didn’t have to ask twice. David leaned forward and put his hands on Raja’s hips as he gave the cock a tender kiss.
He’d always dreamed of a man like Raja. Maybe not exactly, but older than himself, experienced, with a thick cock, muscular arms, and a hard body. A man like that could entice him with one look, with the smell of his cologne, with the veins on his forearms. It was all making David so weak, so unable to think coherently.
Raja put his hand on David’s head and urged him closer until David’s nose bumped against the hardening shaft. He took a deep breath of the musky scent it exuded and shuddered, shocked just how much it excited him. Raja was like no man he ever met. So confident in who he was and what he wanted that David couldn’t help but want to be his.
“Go on, give it some love, because it’s gonna make you feel good soon enough.”
David looked up and dared to slide his fingers under the waistband of Raja’s briefs, basking in the heat of his gaze. He indulged in a few more kisses through the fabric before pulling Raja’s underwear lower. Raja’s cock was already hardening, getting darker, and David couldn’t help but get turned on by the fact that it was him who excited Raja so much. He licked down the shaft, and all the way to the head, eager to worship it the best way he knew how.
Raja moaned and grasped David’s hair tighter. His muscled stomach flexed so beautifully that David couldn’t help but gasp against the thick shaft. “It’s gonna plow both your holes today. Can you imagine it pushing your ass apart?”
David’s fingers trailed higher up Raja’s sides, which were so smooth and hard to the touch, all the muscles flexing underneath the skin. Truth be told, David had no idea how it would actually feel to be penetrated, but he sure hoped Raja would hold on to his hair the way he did now.
David moaned against Raja’s dick and took the head into his mouth despite worry wrinkling the surface of David’s arousal. What if he did have some kind of freaky body that couldn’t take a cock? He’d touched himself between the buttocks, and the opening wasn’t particularly wide.
Raja grunted and moved his other hand over David’s nape, across his shoulders, between his shoulder blades, rubbing the sensitive skin to the rhythm of David’s efforts. Raja’s cock had this clean, salty taste David loved so much, so he took in more and more, cuddling up to Raja’s thighs and stomach as he pleasured him, sucking on the warm flesh.
Raja’s hands left no trace of doubt about belonging to a male. Big, hot, slightly calloused. David groaned when Raja explored his upper back with them, pushing more of his cock into David’s mouth in the process. David didn’t mind. If he choked on it, he’d die a happy man.
“You like that? Maybe we should take time just teaching you how to deep throat?” asked Raja, rocking his hips and pushing his dick past David’s gag reflex. He pulled back right away, petting David gently.
David let out a pleading moan and cleared his throat from the gooey saliva he could sense there. He’d do anything Raja wanted. And not because David had no needs of his own. He craved to see Raja’s face darken with excitement, and feel Raja’s cock twitch in his mouth. It would be rewarding enough to just give Raja whatever he wanted.
Raja laughed and pulled out of David’s mouth, keeping him from following the glistening, gorgeous cockhead. His dick was fully hard now, and it appeared enormous, even though it fit between David’s lips. But before David could protest, Raja pulled his head close and held it at hi
s hip, so that David could witness Raja slowly pumping his glistening shaft.
David whimpered in excitement, his arousal stripped to the naked instinct. “It’s the best cock I’ve ever seen.” He wouldn’t even blink, too taken by the sight.
Raja smirked. “Open your mouth.” David followed the order without thinking, and Raja pushed his cock in, only to pull it right back, with a loud popping sound from David’s frantic sucking. “Good boy. You’re so greedy, aren’t you?” he asked and patted David’s cheek with his hand.
There was no more will left in David to deny it. He was gay, he wanted Raja, and yes, he was greedy for his cock. Just being allowed to suck on it felt like a reward. “I never want another one.”
Raja’s face was flushed, and he smiled at David, leaning down to capture his lips in a sweet, wet kiss. “Now pull down your pants.”
David nodded and unbuckled his jeans, frustrated that it took five seconds instead of two. Nothing was happening fast enough. He wanted to be naked with Raja’s heavy body on top of him and rocking his hips between David’s legs. He pushed his pants down with his underwear, revealing his own stiff cock.
Raja kicked off his jeans and pulled the underwear all the way down. “Now the top. I want to see all of my pretty virgin boy before I get my dirty biker hands on him.”
David sucked his lips in and pushed his pants off his feet along with his shoes, at the same time taking his shirt off and throwing it to the floor. David couldn’t lie about this part either. It did turn him on that Raja was a biker. That he had tattoos, a beard, a Harley. Every time Raja’s dark eyes glided over David’s naked body, it gave him a thrill.
Naked, he put his hands on the bedding so Raja could see all of him. There was an odd silence in the room for several seconds, but just as David was starting to feel inadequate, Raja pounced on the bed and pushed him flat against the mattress, trapping David underneath his brawny body.
“Touch my cock.”
David gasped, loving the heat coming off Raja’s body. He could imagine himself falling asleep in Raja’s embrace. He still lived with Hunter, so maybe he couldn’t do so every night, but two, three times a week? He reached down to Raja’s cock and squeezed, groaning his pleasure.
It was a tight fit for his hand between their bodies, but when Raja rocked against him, everything about his body’s wave-like movement spoke of Raja’s power and experience. It was as if he was asking David to sense what he was up against, just minutes before it was about to happen.
David’s breath caught in excitement when Raja nuzzled his neck, nipping and kissing David underneath the jaw.
“Yes,” David whispered, and he actually wanted to get a hickey for once, just so everyone could see that he was someone worth lusting over. He lazily stroked Raja’s cock, so alive in his hand, and he wrapped his other arm around Raja to trail the muscles of his back. He bet Raja could carry him around and not even break a sweat.
Raja grasped David’s wrist, forcing his hand off the pulsing cock. Closing his eyes as if it were the most exquisite of experiences, he pressed the precum-stained palm of David’s hand against his mouth, and ground their hips together. Raja licked the middle of David’s palm, then gently sank his teeth into the meaty flesh underneath the thumb. “You’re staying the night.”
“Oh, God… yes, yes I am.” David took a deep breath to suck more of Raja’s scent into his lungs. The night? He’d stay the week without even thinking of leaving this bed. He rocked his hips against Raja, remembering how Raja had him jerk them both off at the flower shop. That had been so hot. So outrageous. Pulled David to the wild side he’d always only dreamed about.
Raja moved against him, as if they were fucking already, and they both gasped between sloppy, intense kisses that had David balancing on the edge of reason. His brain was soaked with the scent of fresh sheets and Raja’s body, and when his lover pulled himself up, it was a shock to David’s heated skin.
Raja reached into the nightstand and pulled out items David recognized. A strip of condoms and a lubricant. David’s face was burning, but for once not with shame. Pure excitement bubbled up to his head, and as it fizzed in his throat, he took his time admiring how sexy Raja was. Naked, sweaty, with his hair in disarray, and holding a pack of condoms like a promise that they were in fact about to fuck.
Raja nuzzled David’s nose, skimming his fingers over David’s chest. “What’s so funny?” he asked and pushed David’s thighs apart casually, as if the space between them belonged to him. Now it all became real. Raja kneeling between David’s naked legs and the condom packet in Raja’s big hand, about to get ripped open.
“Funny?” Only now he realized he was grinning. “No, I just… I love this. All about it. I’m so horny. I won’t deny that.” He frowned. “I mean, I won’t be telling my mom I’m horny, I mean that… this.”
Raja kissed him, and David’s senses went into overload. Raja’s hips moved between his thighs, rubbing against them in smooth, teasing movements. “I know. Get some lube on my hand.”
David grabbed the lube off the bedding and squeezed some of the clear gel into Raja’s palm, but he almost missed his mark when the sight of Raja’s hard tool so close to his own distracted him. Would it hurt? Was there a technique to getting it in that was only known to those ‘on the in’?
Raja winked at him and pushed him back with a decisive nudge. “Now I’ll have a good look at you,” he said, petting David’s stomach but avoiding his cock where it lay underneath David’s navel.
David bit his lip, at first a little self-conscious, but then he put his arms over his head and flexed his stomach to make it look hard like the washboard that Raja himself sported. He wanted Raja to be just as excited by his body as David was by Raja’s. “What do you like about me most?”
Raja’s attentive eyes met his gaze. “You’re stunningly pretty for one thing,” he said and moved his lubed hand between David’s legs. It was only when the cool fingers slid between his buttocks that David realized just how tense his body was. He held his breath, trying to consciously unwind his muscles.
He wanted to say something witty, and the compliment was still buzzing against his skin like a vibrator, but the teasing fingers, no matter how arousing as a concept, made him more aware of his body than ever before. What if Raja was used to more experienced lovers and wouldn’t enjoy sex with David as much? What was the bottom supposed to do in gay sex? Should he know some techniques to make the act more pleasant for Raja?
“What’s that horrified face?” asked Raja while his fingers were gently gliding up and down David’s crack. He was in no hurry, but his eyes were completely focused on David, as if anything beyond the bed could crumble for all Raja cared.
“Am I making a face? Sorry!” David’s breath quickened. On one hand he wanted the fingers inside of him already, on the other, the anxiety of how it would feel was eating him up.
“I’m just wondering what’s happening in your head, that’s all,” said Raja, pressing his finger against the opening of David’s ass. It was hard not to tense up at the attempted invasion, even though David knew he needed to relax. What was wrong with him?
He took a deep breath, glad that Raja encouraged him to speak, because he wasn’t sure if could choke out anything otherwise. “I’m scared, but I want it so much it’s like an ache inside of me.” Even his lips started trembling from the emotion of it all.
Raja’s eyes glinted, and he mercilessly tickled the outer rim of David’s anus again. “That’s so fucking hot. You’re so sweet and innocent, but your needs are just like any other man’s. Will you take my finger now?” he asked, massaging the puckered hole.
David bit down on his lip so it would stop shaking, and nodded quickly. He was brought up prim and proper, yet when he was with Raja, he felt like a wild animal in heat. Nothing mattered but the lust sparking from each touch, each glance at that amazing man.
Raja lowered himself over David, and when he kissed David’s navel with soft lips, the thick
beard tickling the head of his cock was an experience that made David’s vision burn with bright colors. The thick finger was there, waiting at his entrance, but Raja decided to distract David with kisses going down his shaft. David let out a moan when Raja sucked on the cockhead, but when the long finger entered him, it sent David’s hips up and his dick deeper into Raja’s mouth.
He clutched the bedding, but the intrusion caused him no pain. Colors danced underneath David’s eyelids as he sensed that no matter how hard his brain tried to make his body tense up against Raja’s probing digit, the signal became blurred somewhere on the way between David’s head and his dick that now overruled any and all decisions made elsewhere. The sensation of a foreign presence inside such an intimate place made David flush with heat but wasn’t unpleasant. He was getting accustomed to it by the second, and Raja giving him head was definitely helping the process.
When Raja spoke, David’s cock fell out of his mouth and slapped against David’s stomach again. “Show me how tight you can be. Come on, squeeze,” he whispered against the underside of David’s cock, lapping at it teasingly and following the main vein with his tongue.
“I will be so tight around you,” David blabbered and squeezed his ass on the finger. He looked down at the perfect image of that thick black beard against his stomach. Porn wasn’t even a fraction as good as being in the moment with a lover. Then again, porn also didn’t feature Raja, the sexiest man alive.
“Touch me,” whispered Raja before sucking in David’s cock, completely shameless as he looked up, bobbing his head over the slickened prick and rolling David’s balls in his hand. Even like this, the muscles on his arms looked perfectly lickable, and it was there that David’s hands went first. Over the tattoos of cards, ships, skulls, snakes, and stars.
“Sorry, I’m being selfish,” said David and let out a laugh. “All of you to myself.” The finger now felt comfortable inside him, and each little movement Raja made with it sent ants rushing to David’s balls. He was doing it. He would have sex and connect with Raja in this intimate way. He let his hands wander to Raja’s hair and tangled them in there, enjoying its silky texture.
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