Page 25 of Conquest

Evan closed his eyes in a long blink. To receive such an answer from Jesse brought his best dreams about him fully to life, but now knowing his inexperience and also that Jesse was a fan, tainted his desire with doubt. “Are you sure?”

Jesse nodded once. “Positive.”

“Jess,” Evan said softly, “it’s okay if you don’t want to. I don’t want you to feel pressured because of who I am.”

Jesse grinned. “Like you having a couple hit songs is a big influence in this decision.”

Evan smiled at his words, then laid his hand on Jesse’s cheek, his face falling serious. “I just don’t want you to have any regrets. It doesn’t matter how many partners you may have later in life, if we do this, you’ll always remember me as the first guy that was ever inside you. You’ll never be able to fully forget about me.”

Jesse cupped Evan’s face in both hands, locking his gaze intently into his. “I want to be with you because I don’t want to forget you. And right now, I’m not thinking of my future with other men. I’m thinking of you, and only you.”

Evan gave him a warm smile. “You certainly know the right things to say to seduce a boy.”

Jesse chuckled softly. “I’m trying.”

Evan placed a gentle kiss on Jesse’s lips. “Roll onto your other side for me.”

Jesse shifted to roll to his right side. As he moved, he saw Evan stretch across the bed toward the nightstand, reach in the top drawer, and retrieve a bottle of lube. Jesse slowly lay down on his side with his back to Evan, his heart fluttering a nervous rhythm. This was it. For so long he had wondered what it would be like to let a guy inside him and now it was actually going to happen. Several months ago, he decided he was ready, but since then, the quality of prospective partners hadn’t met his standards, and he’d been waiting for someone who he felt was right, knowing his instincts would flare when he met that person. Everything inside him said that person was Evan. He heard Evan opening the bottle and swallowed hard. It didn’t make him feel any less nervous, though.

Evan slid up close behind him, his lips to Jesse’s ear. “We’ll start slow.”

Jesse’s heartbeat quickened more. He managed the smallest of nods.

Evan adjusted Jesse’s top leg to lie forward and settled in behind him, propping himself up on his right elbow. He nuzzled into Jesse’s hair, kissed his temple, and moved the slicked up fingers of his left hand to Jesse’s opening.

Jesse closed his eyes at Evan’s tender touch stroking and circling outside his hole. He had touched and penetrated himself with his fingers numerous times before as he explored his own body, but the sensation of someone else’s fingers was entirely different. He found himself shifting in response to Evan, a yearning growing to feel his touch inside him. He stretched his top leg further to expose more of himself to Evan.

Evan eased his middle finger halfway into him.

Jesse gasped, twisting the sheets in his fingers. His internal muscles clenched around Evan’s unmoving finger. Evan’s lips touched his neck in soft kisses, and their gentleness alone relaxed him. After a few moments, Evan slid deeper into him and thrust in easy, careful motions. Each push of Evan’s finger sparked more pleasure, and just as he adjusted to Evan’s touch, it left him. When it returned, Evan pressed two freshly coated fingers inside him.

Jesse’s breath shook in his throat. When he had touched himself, the sensation, though pleasant, always fell short of what he wanted. He felt like he could never get deep enough, never quite exploit the full pleasure hiding there. But Evan’s touch sent pulsing heat through his body, his fingers filled him better than his own ever had, and the feel of his muscles and skin stretching around them was incredible, as if his body had been wanting for this for years.

Evan bent his fingers to seek Jesse’s prostate.

Jesse jerked back toward Evan, his body tingling from the electric shock of ecstasy. “Do…do that again.”

Evan grinned, kissed him behind his ear, and gave him what he wanted, tenderly massaging around his prostate.

Jesse’s breath came quick and shallow. He couldn’t believe the pleasure Evan’s stimulation brought. It seemed like Evan could read his body, knew just how much to press and when to back off. His cock ached with the demand to release again. He couldn’t stop himself. He took hold of his shaft and pumped in time with Evan’s thrusting and scissoring fingers.

Evan peered over Jesse’s shoulder, watching him stroke himself. He wet his lips; his cock dripped ready drops. One thing was for certain, Jesse definitely wasn’t shy about his body or in openly displaying what he wanted when it came to his satisfaction. It made Evan wonder what he had done to deserve finding such a perfect partner. He withdrew his fingers and eased three inside him on his return, stopping once he reached the center knuckles.

At Evan stretching him wider yet, Jesse’s hand slipped from his cock to the bed. He gripped the sheet in a fist, feeling incapacitated by Evan’s touch. He knew Evan had three fingers inside him, and though his rim felt stretched to its fullest, it wasn’t unpleasant and he couldn’t call it painful. He felt Evan move his hand in careful, short thrusts. Each muscle in his body began to loosen, and he sighed loud in pleasure.

Sensing Jesse’s body had accepted him, Evan slowly pulled his fingers away.

Jesse turned half toward him.

Evan laid his hand on Jesse’s hip, guiding him to roll onto his back. He bowed his head to Jesse’s lips in a light kiss. “Try to stay relaxed for me, gorgeous.”

Jesse took a deep breath, willing his body to be calm.

Evan sat back and lifted each of Jesse’s legs to rest upon his shoulders. He moved over him, bending Jesse’s legs back with him, and braced himself on one arm. He reached down with his other hand to guide his lube-coated cock in.

At the first sensation of Evan entering him, Jesse sucked in a sharp breath and pressed his head back against the pillow. He felt the proof of Evan’s skill at preparing him in there was no pain, but the thickness of his cock filling him still came as a shock to his virgin channel. He took a slow, deep breath in an attempt to steady the rapid ones he’d been panting. A spell of disbelief passed through him that another man was inside him, and not just any man, but Evan Arden, the man who inspired him, who had gifted him with his music long before this night. He felt stunned and joyous at the same time.

After easing halfway in, Evan stopped and braced himself above Jesse on both arms. He closed his eyes, fighting for control. The tight, wet silk confines of Jesse’s body seemed made for the sole purpose of squeezing the fluid from of him. His body begged him to slam his full length into him, to ride out a month of desire long and hard, but his heart stayed him. The last thing he wanted was to hurt Jesse and ruin this for him. He needed to go slow, to mold Jesse’s body perfectly to his own. He heard Jesse’s breathing even out, felt his muscles slacken, and pushed in a little more, letting Jesse’s body tell him how far he should go. Gently, he brought Jesse’s legs off his shoulders so Jesse could lay them wherever he felt most comfortable.