Making Curtis moan was more important than getting straight As in school. He’d make Curtis come and feel all that muscle stiffen against him. Despite gagging, he took more cock down his throat again and again. The salty flesh, the musky scent of the dark pubic hair, all combined into an experience like no other.
He could barely catch a breath when Curtis pulled his hair, forcing his mouth off the cock. Nate was hazy with excitement, but Curtis didn’t let him taste the stiff dick again. He stood up and pushed Nate forward to the bed so that he was still kneeling on the carpet while his upper body leaned on the bedding. His ass was obscenely on show, his mind throbbing with heat, but while Curtis’s moves were confident and filled with strength, they weren’t brutal.
Nate could only whimper when Curtis slipped his fingers between Nate’s buttocks and spread them to ogle.
“That’s one pretty hole,” Curtis grunted, his breathing heavy. “I bet it’s gonna be hot and tight for me.”
Nate’s first instinct was to look away, to hide his face by burying it in the barely-touched bedding, but it would have been too much of a waste, so he glanced over his shoulder and studied the beauty of his lover’s face. “No one’s been inside it before,” he whispered, arching his back. He didn’t know where all this shamelessness was coming from, but maybe this was his true nature, and he itched to let go.
Here, in this hotel room, with a man he just met, he could be himself.
Curtis groaned and squeezed his own cock at the base, fixated on the view in front of him. “Take off the shirt,” he rasped, and gave Nate’s ass a little slap.
Nate didn’t hesitate and bared his back, more sure of himself by the second. Raw lust reflected back at him from Curtis’s eyes, and he wished to add more fuel to it, keep it burning forever. “What’s that for?” he whispered, rolling his ass against Curtis’s touch. He couldn’t see the cock well, but he imagined it almost touching his buttocks, so close it could go in at any second.
Curtis smirked. “My pleasure. I want to see your ass rosy.” He slapped the other buttock, staring into Nate’s face, as if he was testing something and waiting for a reaction.
Nate grunted, curling his toes at the odd sensation the slaps caused. They hurt—yes—but in a strangely exciting way, and the ache transformed into a heat that somehow made his desire more powerful. “It’s not rosy yet…”
Curtis’s smile widened, becoming positively predatory, and the next slap wasn’t stronger, but after it came another, and another. The heat in his ass made Nate spread his thighs wider, and when his jeans got in the way, Curtis pulled them off altogether.
“Yep, looks inviting to me,” Curtis said between one deep breath and another, pinching the tender skin.
Nate nodded and leaned back, searching for the tempting lips. Curtis put his arm across Nate’s chest and pulled him in until their mouths met. The hard cock pressing into the crack of Nate’s ass came as a shock, and while his skin was far from abused, the touch of coarse hair and warm flesh still felt more intense when it happened. He shivered in pleasure, grabbing his own dick when it begged for attention.
Curtis ground his cock between Nate’s buttocks, making him moan, but then sweet kisses to his shoulder blade soothed all aches. He was so nervous about how sex itself would feel, yet he’d never been more confident that he wanted it. He wanted Curtis inside him, he craved for them to connect even more than they’d had.
“Hope you’re ready, babe,” Curtis whispered, and when Nate felt fingers pulling his ass cheeks apart, they were slippery with lube.
They were doing this. Nate would be losing his virginity to a wet dream of a man and he couldn’t find it in himself to regret it.
He squeezed his cock with one hand, the bedding with the other, and looked back, wanting to memorize everything. “Yes, please,” he whispered, his brain thudding inside his skull. There was nowhere else he’d rather have been.
Curtis’s eyes were so dark Nate shivered. “Asking me so nicely. I like that. Ask me for my cock,” he said as he slid a lubed fingertip over Nate’s hole. How would his cock even fit there? It had to be possible if so many people had sex this way. One way or another, they’d get there. He wasn’t a coward.
Such dirty things shouldn’t have felt so good rolling off his tongue, but they did. Oh, they so did. “Push your cock inside me. I want to know how it feels,” Nate said, pushing his hips toward Curtis in an offering of flesh.
“Let’s open you up first, boy,” he said and pushed his thumb into Nate with a sigh of satisfaction. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t be leaving my bed for hours.”