Page 86 of Six Years
I’m not used to celibacy, but I couldn’t have changed it even if I wanted to. There were a few occasions over the past year in which I was so close to taking someone to a hotel with me, but each time I pictured Luan’s face in front of me, staring at me with tear-filled eyes rather than a cute little smile on his face. It stopped me to say the least. It’s as though that kiss from last year confirmed a relationship my heart agreed to, but my head didn’t quite get the message yet.
Okay, there was also this one time I did take someone to a hotel last November, but I couldn’t get hard. However, every time I so much as thought about Luan in the past year, I had an instant boner. It’s a curse, I am telling you. And I honestly wouldn’t put it past Luan to have casted it on me.
Planting a couple more kisses to my boyfriend’s lips, I finally move off him and take off my shorts as well as my boxers, tossing them over to where my—or Luan’s—hoodie lies on the floor.
I’m very comfortable in my own body, most of the time anyway, so being naked in front of other people doesn’t bother me at all. And sometimes I forget other people might feel differently.
When I look over to Luan, I find him as speechless as I had yet to witness. His eyes are fixed on my dick which was to be expected but I didn’t think he’dstare. Like straight up, blinking with his mouth agape fixating his gaze to my cock like it’s the first time he’s seeing one. I know for sure it isn’t, even if he didn’t have one himself.
“You okay?” I ask, turning his head to mine.
“I don’t think that’s going to fit in my ass.”
Oh. Okay, well… that answers another question. “It will. But good thing you only allow me a handjob tonight.” It’s kind of rude, actually. If it weren’t for Luan Hayes, I would’ve never gone over to celibacy and therefore wouldn’t be as horny as a fucking teenager right now.
It’s my first day of feeling relatively okay-ish in a few days. Imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning finding out the guy who won’t get out of my head is here in my home because I’m sick. Of course my dick’s going to think he can lead the way now.
“You hid that from me foryears.” Luan groans and reaches his hand over to grasp my dick back into his hand. His thumb brushes over my cockhead, spreading the bits of precum around.
“Not really. We’ve jerked off together before,” I remind him.
“Hmm… but that was too long ago for me to remember.”
My muscles tense when Luan slides his hand down my cock very slowly and back up, pinching my head a tiny bit once he reaches the top again.
I might as well be dying averypainful and slow death here. Only that it doesn’t actually hurt but feels too damn great for my own good.
Luan’s gaze is fixed on his hand on my dick while mine stays right on his face, taking in every slight reaction to the sounds that rush out of me.
He opens his hand and skids it down to my balls, cupping them. His thumb moves over my skin, and my throat constricts.
My right hand reaches over to his thigh, holding him tightly. I don’t even aim to sneak my hand into his pants, although I’d love to do that, I just need something to hold on to.
When his hand moves back up, wrapping around the length of me, he starts to pump me a little faster than before. Up. Down. Up. Down. Like we’re on a trampoline only with every thrust my hand holds harder on to him, my cock throbs, and my balls tighten.
My eyes travel down his bare chest. It’s smooth and clean, so damn touchable. His skin glows from the light of the candles, illuminating his abs to seem more defined. All I want to do is run a hand over his body, find some way to mark him as mine.
He jerks me faster, squeezing my cock with every upstroke. I bring my free hand down to cup my balls, adding some pressure.
My head falls back against the headboard but not for long because Luan turns my head to face him, his lips attach to mine like that’s where they are supposed to be for the rest of our lives. And frankly, I wouldn’t mind.
His tongue pushes past my lips, hungry and eager. My balls instantly tingle with the need to come. Fucking hell, it’s embarrassing how fast he makes me feel this way.
My heart beats faster and faster with every stroke, my lungs breathing heavier.
“Fuck, Luan… I—”
He shuts me up with another kiss.
I love his mouth. His kisses. I love the taste of him, the sound he makes when I tilt my head to deepen our kiss. I love his hand on my cock, fitting so perfectly around the length of me.
A husky groan leaves me when my climax hits me and cum spurts out of me, making a mess on Luan’s hand and parts of my stomach. He jerks me through my orgasm, watching me with lust-filled eyes while I’m gasping for air, panting, and wheezing.
“That was fast,” he teases, swiping his thumb over my cockhead one more time to remove the last bits of cum. It’s a little useless since I’m covered in it.
“Shut up.”
He kisses me, smiling. “It’s okay to not last long, baby. Even the big Grey Davis is going to have flaws.”
