by Riley Knight
So why was Judah different? Why was Will pulling at Judah’s clothing every bit as much, letting it fall heedlessly to the floor as he stripped the gorgeous man? Why was he so willing to shrug out of his own clothes, to kiss, to touch, to let it be as hot and desperate and eager as it was.
Truthfully, Will had wondered if there might be some awkwardness, if he would have to walk Judah through this, step by step, if they would pretend to each other that they hadn’t come to Will’s place for the sole purpose of sleeping together. He had wondered, and now, he knew.
“Shit, hold on, hold on,” Will gasped when Judah’s strong hands fumbled at Will’s belt. He needed a second, and when Judah tilted his head at him, his eyes narrowing just the slightest bit, he realized that Judah was concerned that he’d gone too far. Funny how this man could express so much, just with his eyes. But he didn’t want him to worry. “I’m just … I could shoot off in my pants. Just give me a moment.”
Those lovely eyes cleared, and Judah nodded, stepping back just a half step or so. Not that that helped. All it did was make Will throb and ache more for him. Because for the first time, he was seeing Judah. Actually seeing him, bare and stripped to the waist, and the sight was more than enough to keep him straddling the edge.
Will had wondered, more than idly, what Judah would look like unclothed. What his body, hidden by his modest clothing, would look like, feel like. Well, part of that, at least, he knew now, because he was looking right at the most gorgeous man that he had ever seen.
Those clothes had hidden, had merely suggested, the beautiful body inside of them. Judah was slender, but toned, with a flat stomach and narrow hips, but with shoulders and arms that were proportionately broad. He was, in a word, perfect. Absolutely Will’s type, and while he had known that logically before, now he was feeling it on a whole new level.
“Judah. God,” Will whispered, and for once, he didn’t care if Judah knew how he felt. It gave Judah power over him, the power of lust, of desire, but for whatever reason Will trusted Judah with that power. Or maybe it was that he just didn’t care anymore. He was tired of holding himself back. “We need to get to a bed.”
Or else Judah was going to get jumped right here and now.
Some of that must have shown on Will’s face because Judah’s cleared, and then he was walking forward. His body pressed, crowded, against Will’s, and Will found himself herded back against the wall, his back touching it, thrilled when he realized that he was trapped between the most gorgeous man that he’d ever known and the hard, cool, unyielding wall. Trapped and helpless, Will found himself trembling, arching his body closer to Judah.
They were half naked here, and if they could just keep their hands off of each other for a few more minutes, they could remove the other half. Unlike in the library, they had complete freedom, and that only made this that much more irresistible.
The skin of Will’s chest brushed against Judah’s, and his sensitive nipples hardened into little nubs. He groaned as he rocked his hips forward, trying to push his cock against Judah, desperate for more stimulation than he was getting. And Judah was right there, shoving back, parting his legs for Will’s thigh and grinding shamelessly against it.
And that was it, right there. Shamelessly. It had never been shameless with Jack, but Judah, with his job, should have been more ashamed of himself. The fact that he wasn’t meant something to Will, made him feel more hope than he knew that he should.
Writhing, thrusting, pulsing, pushing against each other, Will was soon covered in sweat, and he saw the same shimmer on Judah’s face. How ridiculous was this, that he could get close just from rutting against each other? It was like he was a teenager again, like this was his first time, too, for all of this, and not just Judah’s.
“Judah.” Will managed to whisper the word finally, to free his lips long enough to do it, but Judah just gave a little groan which Will knew would feature prominently in all future jerk off sessions. But he wanted more than this, more than rubbing against each other, as thrilling as it was. They had a chance here, one that may not come again. So he persisted. “Judah!”
This time, Judah pulled away, though there was an expression which could almost be called pouty on his pretty face. His lips were damp and swollen from their intense kisses, his eyes a dark, deep gray, and hazy, like fog rolling in over an ocean. Quicksilver eyes, they seemed, shimmering and pulsing dark silver.
“What?” Judah murmured, his hips finally stilling so that Will could feel every inch of the other man’s thick, lovely cock, the cock that he could still remember filling his mouth, resting against him. It was so tempting just to let this continue, to keep this up until they both came all over each other, but Will also needed more.
“Let me take you to bed.”
Judah hesitated, and Will leaned in, his lips caressing the delicate pink shell of Judah’s ear.
“I want to see you naked. I want to touch every inch of your body. I want to kiss you all over. I want to take my time with you and teach you everything.”
It was nothing short of the truth, and Will had to hope that his sincerity rang through and that he could make himself hold back enough to do all of those things. It had been a while since he’d slept with anyone, and even then, he hadn’t had these same urges with them. It had been more like scratching an itch, an itch he had managed to ignore or take care of himself ever since.
Judah watched him and then smiled. His face cleared, but those eyes remained deep and mysterious. With one more rub against him, Judah pulled away, and his fingers rested in a way that seemed almost possessive to Will in the waistband of Will’s pants, pulling him along with him.
“Show me, then. Teach me.”
Was there anything that a teacher liked more than that? If there was, Will couldn’t think of it, and he softly groaned as he backed toward the stairs that led to the upstairs bedrooms. Judah came along with him, and as he did, he was stripping off Will’s pants. For a moment, they almost tripped him up, but then he kicked them off, and he was free, wearing only his boxers, which he knew were stretched out in the front and stained with his leaking precome.
By the time they got to the bedroom, they were both completely naked, and Will eased Judah down onto the bed and took a few moments to look at him, really take him in, from head to toe. Most people would have been uncomfortable with this, and Will would have expected Judah to be one of them, but the young man just looked at him with those shimmering eyes, all spread out for Will.
This man had no business being as utterly gorgeous as he was, as sexy, as good to kiss and touch and hold. It just wasn’t fair, and it really, really wasn’t fair what it did to Will’s heart when Judah finally held out his arms to him and gave him a plaintive look. It was bad enough for him to want to screw this man, but for him to feel something for him, too, that was just plain unfair.
Will couldn’t resist him. He could spend forever, he thought, just watching this man, looking at his naked body, but he had made promises to him, too. He had promised to make this good for him, so he eased on top of him, their lips embracing and their skin brushing together along the whole length of their heated bodies.
And then Will got down to business. He settled down to do exactly what he’d said he would do, and if he drove Judah wild, if he made him into a shuddering, wet, sweaty mess in the meanwhile, well, he wouldn’t exactly complain about that.
He started with Judah’s lips, and then slowly, he trailed his mouth down over his strong jaw, tasting it, feeling the slight roughness of the stubble there. He dragged his lips down the slender column of his throat, over his chest, pausing at his nipples to suckle and then slip his tongue over them and tease at them until they were hard little nubs under his tongue.
Only when Judah was gasping for him, only when Will felt the desperate clutch of Judah’s fingers on the back of his head, tangling into his hair, did he move down. He tasted sweat, salt, and smooth skin. He tasted Judah and knew that he would remember this forever
.
“Will, Will, more,” Judah gasped, and there was something there, some sort of demand, that Will couldn’t help but find thrilling. He groaned and finally gave Judah what he was asking for, what he needed, what Will had been thinking about himself ever since the library.
He’d tasted Judah once, but with Judah, it seemed, once would never be enough. He should probably be more worried about that than he was. Instead, he locked his lips around that beautiful cock again, tasting his desperation, feeling the heat and the slickness of it as he worked his lips down Judah’s shaft.
The whole time, he kept on touching. He had dreamed about this, quite literally, about having Judah naked and gasping for him. Of having the liberty to explore his body as much as he wanted, as much as they both wanted.
How far this would go, though, Will didn’t know. Judah was the virgin here, and he wasn’t comfortable pushing him further than they had already gone. So he teased him, he teased them both, and he waited for some sort of sign from the other man. If he didn’t get it, he would be happy to taste his come again, but he couldn’t help but hope …
“Will! Please,” Judah’s voice broke in the middle of the last word, a sign of utter surrender to the pleasure that he was feeling. The feeling of power that rushed through his veins was stronger, sweeter, and smoother than the finest whiskey on the planet.
Will raised his head, his lips close enough that they still teased, caressed, the thick head of Judah’s cock.
“What is it, baby?” Will murmured, pushing aside the uncomfortable feeling that pet names were probably not appropriate. It was just a sex thing, and that was fine, right? “What do you need?”
“You.” Judah’s deep voice was rough and hoarse, his eyes practically glowing down at Will, who was still crouched between Judah’s slender legs. “This. More. Please!”
Oh, that was a good sign. He’d gotten Judah to the point where he was stammering out words, where he couldn’t pull himself together enough to make a coherent sentence. And yet, Will couldn’t help but remember that this was his first time.
He had been involved in two first times in his life. The first had been his own, and now there was everything that he had done with Judah. Of the two, Judah’s was far more important to him than his own had been. He wanted to do right by him, and while part of him wanted more than anything to spread those fine legs wide and sink inside, that wasn’t the right thing. Not in this case.
“I’m going to ride you,” Will informed him, then looked at him, waiting for the reaction to that. He wouldn’t, of course, if Judah protested, but instead Judah gasped and nodded, his hands curling into the blankets so hard that his knuckles turned white.
“Yes,” Judah managed to gasp, and Will reached for the bedside table, for the lube that he always kept there. Not that he had needed it for quite some time, but it and the box of condoms that he also had there were just in case. And he was glad that he had them now.
He knew that he would be tight, and so he took his time, putting the sheath on Judah and then coating it liberally in slippery lube until it glistened. Only then did he straddle the other man, and he had to look down at him in a sort of wonder. Was this really happening? Were they both really so foolish as to go for this?
When he met Judah’s eyes, though, he knew the answer to that question. It was a resounding yes. What it meant, that Judah would give him his first time, Will didn’t know, but he knew it meant something, and not just to Judah, either. That was going to be good enough for him for now.
So, with that, he started to lower himself onto the thick, hot, sheathed erection under him. His ass was just as tight as he thought, but Judah was very slippery, and Will cried out, and his body shook as just the blunt head nudged its way inside of him.
It stung a bit, but that was fine. It was more than fine. It was glorious. Will started to see stars, started to pour sweat, as he took the other man, inch by inch, deep inside of himself, as he rocked his hips and thrust down.
And then Judah pushed slightly, tilting his hips up, and Will’s cry of surprise and pleasure was almost a scream. With that one movement, Judah had reminded Will of a part of his body that he had almost forgotten about, and apparently just out of pure instinct, Judah had found it.
“Oh God, oh fuck,” Will panted, rocking on him, deliberately seeking to get that amazing cock deeper, more firmly against that magical spot inside of himself. How had he gone so long without this? How was he going to live without it, now that he’d been shown, reminded, just how good it was?
And while Will was rocking, getting closer to his pleasure every moment, as he rode Judah with no mercy on either of them, Judah was losing it under him. It was exactly like Will had thought it would be, the expressions, the slickness of Judah’s sweat, the cries that came from those full lips.
He had wanted to ride Judah hard and not stop until they were both dripping wet. He had gotten what he wanted, no doubt about it. And when Will tensed up and came, when he spilled the evidence of the pleasure which gripped him and seemed reluctant to let him go, he did it with the sure knowledge that Judah was right there with him.
As it worked out, Will came just a split second before Judah, and that was actually better than at the same time. Will got the great honor of seeing as Judah spilled deep inside another human being for the first time, and he stared, utterly fascinated, completely captivated by this man who had given him something that Will hadn’t asked for, hadn’t really known that he needed.
Will rested on top of Judah for what felt like forever but was probably only a few moments. He let his body embrace Judah’s, let himself keep that cock greedily buried inside of himself, let their eyes linger on each other’s, let it be, for the moment, at least, something far deeper than just simple sex.
ELEVEN
It seemed incredible that even as recently as a week ago, Judah had thought that this was impossible. That there was no way he would ever have this, that his desires, his sexual urges, were just not a thing that he was ever going to be able to have. He had shut himself off from the very thought of it, because why torment himself?
Will fell asleep early that night, apparently worn out by the things they had done. Well, so was Judah, but his exhaustion was all physical. Sex had worn him out more than he would have thought, his body, anyway, but it hadn’t done anything to calm his mind.
What was he supposed to do? Did he leave, go to his own house? Would Will mind if he stuck around? There was just so much that he didn’t know. Will was already sprawled out on his back, taking up, well, more than half of the bed which was fair enough because it was his bed.
He should probably go. Just because they had gone on a date, just because Judah had just had his first time with someone else, that didn’t mean that he should take it as an invitation to stay. But the air outside the windows was inky black and deeply uninviting. Lonely.
Still, he should hope that he knew the difference between right and wrong, and when one wasn’t sure, he’d found that it was better to err on the side of caution. So, as much as he was enjoying watching Will, who looked years younger as he breathed quietly on his back and so impossibly beautiful that it made Judah’s heart ache, he sighed and rolled carefully out of bed.
Or that was his intention. In practice, what happened was that Judah made to roll over, already bracing himself for the impact of his feet against the ground, and Will, too, rolled. Will’s strong arm locked around Judah’s waist, and before Judah eve knew what was going on, he was being held, cradled, from behind by a warm, sleeping man, a man who meant far too much to Judah, who could make him feel safe and protected so easily.
It seemed like that was pretty clear. He wasn’t allowed to leave. Maybe in the morning, when he was awake, Will would be upset with Judah, but that was a risk that he was just going to have to take.
Now that Will’s arm was around him, he found that he couldn’t make himself leave. Disentangling himself and walking out into the night was just simply beyond h
is power, so instead, he let his eyes close and snuggled back into the arms of the only person who had held him through the night before.
Oddly, he would have thought that it would keep him up, someone else’s presence in the bed with him, but in practice, it ended up being the best night’s sleep he could ever remember having.
* * *
There was the sweet, sleepy press of moist, full lips against his neck. Slowly, Judah became aware of this and also became aware of a few other facts. As his eyes drifted slowly open, he saw that it was only just past dawn and that a rosy, golden light was streaming into the bedroom, giving everything such a soft, dreamlike feel that he had to wonder for a moment if he had woken up at all.
And then there was the body behind him, a hand possessively on Judah’s flat stomach, the slight scrape of teeth just lightly over his neck as he slowly came to himself, pulled delightfully from the realm of sleep, of dreams, in the best way possible.
There was something hard and thick pressed against the curve of his ass, he realized. Well, actually, there was something, someone, pressed against the whole length of his body from behind, but that insistent nudge was what really got him going. Judah groaned softly, and even as sleepy as he was, that didn’t stop the heat which was becoming so familiar from rushing through his body, the blood pooling right behind, and through, his cock and balls.
“Good, you’re awake.”
That voice, he would have known it anywhere. Although he had been aware, on some level, at least, that it was Will the whole time, or he would have been a lot less aroused and a lot more alarmed. But the low, soft, smooth purr of that voice in his ear, sleepy and seductive, made blood flow south at a faster rate.
“Good morning,” Judah managed because now that Will knew he was awake, he was being considerably less subtle about what he was doing. He had obviously been holding off, not wanting to molest Judah too much while he was still asleep, but it was also equally obvious that it was a relief that he didn’t have to anymore.
