Love at First Hate

by Muriel Garcia

  I swallow his cum, still looking up into his eyes. He leans back against the wall behind him and strokes my cheek, and I give his cock one last hard suck as he fully pulls out. He shudders in pleasure.

  “What are you doing to me, Nate?” he whispers as he helps me up and kisses me hard.

  “What do you mean?” I ask, confused, but he doesn’t answer.

  We hold onto each other for a minute, forehead against forehead, ragged breath mixing with the other’s, hearts pounding in rhythm. We’re sharing something deeper than just quick blowjobs in the bathroom of an airport.

  “You make me feel things I never thought I would feel,” he says softly, making my heart skip a few beats.

  “You do too, Matt. Hell, I never thought anyone would make me feel the way you do.”

  “I’m glad I can make you feel that way.” He smiles and kisses me softly. “How about we go catch that plane? We can finish this conversation on it.”

  “Good idea.” I chuckle as I pull my pants up. I get our bags as Matt fixes himself up, and we make our way to the gate.

  Matt’s confession is playing on my mind. I feel the same way. Despite the fact that I never wanted a long-term relationship, or settle down, get married and have kids, there’s something in me that has awoken. I’m not sure what it is, but it’s slightly terrifying.

  Nate and I make our way to the gate. So much for having an extra hour! It barely lasted forty-five minutes. I can’t complain. I got to suck his dick and bring him pleasure I’m sure he never felt, and he had the same done. Fuck me, he has an amazing mouth and fucking knows what to do with it. I just wish we had more time for him to reciprocate properly without me having to fuck his mouth. I was too far gone to wait. It was getting to the point where it was painful. I could have come on the spot just sucking him off. His moans nearly sent me over the edge.

  I’m glad he offered to see how fast I could come. I don’t think I would have been able to walk around with the state my cock was in. He seemed to enjoy it as much as I did, both getting sucked off and sucking someone. There’s something so satisfying about making someone come, especially their ‘first time’. I know it wasn’t Nate’s first time, not technically anyway, but I was his first experience with a man. Fuck me, it was so satisfying to know I was the one to do it and that he came hard.

  If you had told me that this day would turn out to be this good, I wouldn’t have believed you. However, I didn’t expect to confess to Nate how I was feeling, how badly he was affecting me. Apparently, I’m affecting him as badly, which is good but also terrifying. I’m the one who used to be in a relationship with a man, yet this time, it feels different.

  I could see myself falling for him, hard and fast, and I’m not sure if he really wants that or is ready to embrace being with a man. I’m torturing myself with those thoughts, I’m well aware of that. I just can’t help myself. The confident, sure of himself Matt was left behind.

  “You alright?” Nate asks me.

  “Yes, why?” I look at him.

  “You seem deep in thought.” He shrugs as he shows his boarding ticket to the hostess.

  “I’m good.” I smile at him and hand my own to her. “Can we have seats next to each other?”

  “Let me see what I can do.” She smiles at me and types away on her computer.

  “Thanks, darling.”

  “Alright, I’ve just moved you to the seat next to his. You’re in luck there was one available, the flight is pretty much full.” She hands me my new boarding pass and lets us go.

  “Thank you for doing this.” I wink at her, and we walk down the corridor to the plane.

  “You’re such a flirt.” Nate chuckles.

  “Hey, at least it got us sitting next to each other.” I shrug.

  “True.” He’s the one sounding weird now.

  “Are you okay?” I nudge his side.

  “Yeah, why?”

  “I’ll stop flirting if it bothers you.”

  “It’s not that.”

  “What is it then?” I frown in confusion.

  “Can we talk about this later?”

  “It’s another eight hours until we get to Hawaii. You’re going to torture the shit out of me about it, aren’t you?” I chuckle.

  “No, at least until we’re sitting on the plane and have some sort of privacy.”

  “I can do that.” I smile, reaching for his hand and squeeze it. He squeezes mine back and doesn’t let go. I thought he would quickly let go of it. I guess I was wrong about my worries.

  “I have a feeling you have less patience than a woman.” He leans over and whispers in my ear.

  “You have no idea.” I smirk.

  “Fuck me,” he groans.

  “Soon.” I peck his lips, and we step onto the plane. I pat the outside of the plane and step in with my right foot first. Something I always do whenever I board a plane.

  “Promises, promises.”

  “Oh, you just wait, it’ll happen sooner than you think.” I grab his butt as I step in closer to him, and the two air hostesses standing to the side giggle and swoon. “Ladies.” I wink at them and follow Nate into business class.

  “I can’t wait,” he says as he turns to me. He means it. He could just be going along with me, but he means it. He really wants it as much as I do, and it warms my heart.

  “You mean it,” I whisper.

  “Of course I do. Why would I lie about it?” He sounds confused.

  “Because it’d be your first time, and you could be nervous and run for the hills?” I say as we sit in our seats that are facing each other. I love business class. It’s quite private too, which could lead to some fun.

  “I’m thirty-five, I’ve been wanting it for twenty years but had to repress it. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something so much since I’ve met you,” he says looking into my eyes.

  “Since you’ve met me, huh?” I smirk.

  “Yes, don’t get so cocky.”

  “Oh, you know how cocky I am.” I grab my dick through my pants.

  “That I know, but you know what I meant.”

  “No, I don’t, enlighten me.” I grin at him.

  “As much as I hated you at first, I’ve wanted you to fuck me for pretty much a year.” He shrugs.

  “Why do you have to say things like that when we’re in a public place, you’re going to be the death of me.”

  “Hopefully not for another fifty or sixty years.” He chuckles.

  “Careful with what you say, Nate.” There’s a hidden promise in what he’s saying that has my head spinning. Why do I feel like this is my first relationship? It’s so fucking confusing!

  “Just because I’ve never been in a relationship with a man or wanted relationships up until not long ago doesn’t mean what I said isn’t true. When we kissed last night, something switched in me. It’s the first time something felt so right. It’s the first time I could let myself feel and enjoy. I didn’t have to worry about anything, it was perfect the way it was.”

  “Be still my heart,” I mumble to myself.

  “Cat got your tongue?” He chuckles.

  “Go on, laugh at me that I’m the one feeling all giddy and like it’s my first relationship.” I playfully glare at him.

  “It’s quite comical. You just turned into the opposite of the image I had of you.”

  “I’m not as you think I am all the time. I have my own self-doubts and worries. Never had them about a relationship, though.”

  “Why do you have doubts about us?” He sounds hurt and confused.

  “I don’t doubt us. I’m just…I don’t know how to explain it. It seriously feels like I’ve never been in a relationship before. It’s like I’ve never had real feelings for anyone, and it’s slightly terrifying.”

  “Do you think it’s a good or bad thing that you feel that way?”

  “It’s a good thing. I feel amazing about us. It’s just so different than with anybody else. Being with another man is what I know. It’s easy
and straightforward. It goes a lot deeper with you. I don’t know if it’s because you haven’t been with a man or because I realize that this could be a lot more than just a normal relationship.” I shrug.

  “We’ll figure it out, babe. Don’t worry.” He squeezes my hand, and I chuckle squeezing his back. “What?”

  “Are you seriously the one reassuring me? Hell, I’m Matt the God, for fuck’s sake.” We both laugh.

  “Looks like Matt the God has been knocked off of his own pedestal and needs help to get back on it.”

  “Matt The God isn’t sure he still wants to be on a pedestal. He wants to know how it feels to just live, love, laugh and be happy, with you.”

  “You’re such a smooth talker.” Nate chuckles.

  “I mean it! But yeah, I can be sometimes.” I smirk.

  “What did I get myself into?” Nate shakes his head grinning like a fool.

  “You’ll soon find out. Anyway, what was bothering you before we boarded the plane?”

  “It’s nothing.”

  “Don’t you serve me that bullshit, speak up, Nate.” I narrow my eyes at him.

  “So bossy,” he mutters.

  “Don’t you forget it,” I scoff.

  “You might take this the wrong way.” He rubs his face sounding actually worried.

  “I promise I won’t.”

  “Remember when I tell you that you promised…”

  “I will. Go on.”

  “Since you dumped John, you’ve been with a couple of men. Yo-”

  “I’m clean. I got checked when I got out of my little player phase. I’ve always used condoms, even with John. I’ve never fucked without one, too risky. If you’re worried about me going off to fuck random guys in Hawaii, you’re wrong. I don’t do cheating. We might not have put a label on what we are, but I wouldn’t do that to you. I already felt fucking bad when I went on that ‘date’ with the fake profile who turned out to be John, and nothing had happened between us then. You really don’t have to worry.” I smile seeing a wave of relief wash over him.

  “Well, that went better than I expected.” He chuckles nervously.

  “Told you I wouldn’t take it the wrong way. I can see why it would worry you.”

  “Thank you.”

  “No worries. What about you?”

  “What about me?”

  “Should I worry that you’re going to go off with a hot guy in Hawaii?”

  “No chance, I want only one man, and he’s sitting in front of me.”

  “Go me!” I fist bump the air.

  “You’re a dork.”

  “Damnit, you’ve busted my cover. I’m really a nerd and a dork inside.” I chuckle.

  “Are you really? Aren’t you the perfect fashionista?”

  “That’s just the surface and what everybody thinks.”

  “The more you know…” he smirks at me.

  “Oh, there’s so much more you have yet to find out.”

  “Anything that could put me off?” He raises his eyebrow.

  “I was friends with benefits for a little over a year with my now best male friend, Spencer. I’ve been to quite a few Star Wars conventions. I still collect comic books, and I could listen to Christmas music all year long.”

  “Don’t I know about the last one,” he groans.

  “No shame in my game.” I shrug.

  “I can live with all of those.”

  “Even with the knowledge of Spencer and I?”

  “Yeah, he’s getting married to Haven and from what you’ve told me, the chances of him ever ending things with her are non-existent.”

  “I thought that would worry you,” I say, surprised.

  “I know you never had feelings for him from what you said. The only people I’m worried about that could come between us are John, Lindsey, and my family.” He sighs.

  “We won’t let that happen. They’ll have to fucking fight me if they want to keep us apart.”

  “And through me. For once I’m happy and want to be with someone for something more than just sex, and I won’t let anyone get between us.”

  “I’m glad we’re on the same page.”

  “Me too.” He smiles at me fondly.

  We spend the next hour making small talk about what we have planned for when we get to Hawaii and where we’re staying. To our surprise, we’re staying in the same hotel, but it’s massive, so the chances of us being close to each other, room wise, are slim to none. We’ll make do and try and spend some time together. I know we’re going there separately, but we both want to make the most of it while we’re there.

  I’ve joined him in his seat that we turned into a bed, and we’re watching a movie. It’s not the comfiest, but being in each other’s arms is all that matters right now.

  Nate is propped up against the back of his seat, and I’m lying on my back, between his legs, my back to his chest. We’re wrapped up in a blanket and enjoying ‘10 Cloverfield Lane’.

  I can’t say that my focus has been on the movie much. Nate decided it would be a good idea to start massaging my shoulders and while I appreciate the gesture, it’s given me a boner and is slowly putting me to sleep. I have one leg propped up to hide the tent my dick is making with the blanket.

  It’s becoming hard to just keep my cool and not have my way with him right here, right now.

  “You alright?” he whispers in my ear, sucking on the lobe and eliciting a moan out of me.

  “Mmhmm. Just getting horny,” I whisper back, grinding into him.

  “Should we try and fix that?” he says in a sensual voice, caressing down my stomach.

  “Don’t start something you’re not willing to finish.”

  “Who said I wouldn’t?” He chuckles in my ear.

  “Go for it then.” I tilt my head back, and he captures my lips in a passionate kiss. Alternating between nipping at my lips and sucking on them. The man knows how to kiss.

  He slips his hand below the elastic band of my boxers and grabs my cock. He rubs his thumb over the tip, making the piercing roll and sending a delicious shiver down my spine. I grind into his hand as he wraps it around my hard cock.

  I’ve been in a constant horny state since last night that I feel like I’m going to burst in two seconds.

  “Everybody seems to be asleep. How about you go to the bathroom, and I’ll join you in two minutes?” Nate whispers in my ear, and I gasp as he squeezes my cock harder than I expected. I could come on the spot.

  “Are you serious?” I look at him, not sure what he has in mind.”

  “Yes, make sure you have a condom.” He sucks on my ear lobe and lets go of my cock.

  “Fuck me,” I groan.

  “No, you’re going to fuck me.” He kisses me hard and motions for me to get up. I’m speechless. I thought I’d be the one to ask for this, not him. I’m not complaining, though. I grab my wallet and make my way to the bathroom, relieved that everybody in first class is asleep. I slip into the bathroom and lock it, impatiently waiting for Nate’s knock on the door.

  I splash some water on my face, trying to gather my thoughts. I have to remember that it’s his first time and despite us doing it all backward, I want this to be memorable for him and last more than two minutes. I want to blow his mind and his cock.

  I’m brought out of my thoughts by a soft knock on the door. I unlock it and crank it open only to see Nate. I let him in, and he locks the door behind him.

  His tongue invades my mouth, and his hands caress down my body, bringing mine close to his. I can feel his hard cock through his jeans, rubbing against my own. The little friction our grinding is bringing is soon getting too much.

  “If you don’t stop the teasing, I’m going to come straightaway.” I chuckle out of breath.

  “I want you.”

  “I want you too, Nate.” I kiss his lips softly.

  “Then what are you waiting for?” He undoes my pants and pushes them down, along with my boxers. He grabs my wallet and takes the condom out. />
  “Are you sure?” I ask one last time before we get to the point of no return.

  “More than ever.” He opens the condom package and takes it out before rolling it down my hard cock. The feeling of his hands on me and the promise of what’s to come makes my dick twitch in his hand.

  I help him up once the condom his on, and I make him face the mirror. There’s something about seeing yourself and the other as you’re having sex. I love seeing my partner’s face when I bring them over the edge.

  I undo his pants and lower them along with his boxers. His ass is a fucking piece of art. Perfectly toned and he has a dimple on each cheek.

  “Fuck me,” I groan and spit in my hand. I don’t want to fuck him dry and hurt him or put him off ever having sex with me.

  I slowly tease his ass, rubbing my spit around his tight hole. He lets out a long moan and pushes back against my hand. Fuck, the fact that he really wants this is making me harder if that is possible.

  I tease him with the tip of my index finger, and he doesn’t seem to be against the intrusion.

  “How does this feel?” I whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe.

  “Fucking amazing, I want to feel you, Matt.” He looks into my eyes through the mirror, and I nod. Who am I to refuse him that?

  I slowly tease him with another finger, just to get him ready.

  “If you don’t start fucking me now I swe-” I don’t even want to hear what he has to say. I remove my fingers and place the tip of my cock against his tight hole. I slowly press it harder so it goes in.

  He flinches a bit. I’m not small by any means so I guess it’d be quite uncomfortable for a first time.

  “Spread your legs for me, babe.” He complies, and I tilt his hips back toward me and press myself deeper in him. I reach forward and stroke his dick, hoping to make him forget about the temporary pain.

  His breathing is growing heavier, and so is mine. His tightness is making it better, so I don’t come straight this second, but I know I won’t last very long. I blame it on the fact that I’ve been constantly horny for the past twenty-four hours. I’m usually able to last a lot longer than two minutes.

  Once the tip of my cock is inside, it’s like his ass swallows my dick. It went in all the way, and we’re both panting, looking at each other in the mirror, connected, making one. It’s never felt this good before. I rest my forehead against his shoulder, giving myself a minute to collect myself and giving him some time to adjust to my size.