“Why are you nervous?” Gabriel said with a nervous smile.
“I’m not nervous,” Jared said, settling between Gabriel’s spread legs. “I just…” Jared’s gaze traveled over the well-toned chest, pink nipples, taut stomach and strong, shapely legs that he’d imagined wrapped around his waist countless of times. “I’m a man who has wanted to fuck you since—fucking forever.”
Gabe’s eyes widened. “You mean when I was…?”
“Yeah, but I was in denial at the time.” Jared touched Gabriel’s tiny hole with lubed fingers, massaging it firmly. Gabriel gasped, his hole quivering. Jared pressed a finger against it, not really pushing—just waiting for Gabe to relax. At last, Gabriel did and the finger slid in.
Watching his finger disappear inside of Gabe had to be the hottest thing Jared had seen in his life. His cock ached with want and it took an incredible amount of willpower not to throw Gabriel’s legs over his shoulders and just take him, right there and then. Jared drew a shaky breath in and pushed the finger deeper.
“You probably think I’m a pervert,” he said, looking up to meet Gabriel’s eyes. “I thought so, too. I tried to convince myself I wasn’t attracted to you. You were a teenager and I was an adult.” Jared crooked his finger upwards and found Gabriel’s prostate. Gabriel’s eyes widened and glazed over, his mouth opening silently. Jared drank in the sight, feeling lovesick and hungry. “You were so vulnerable and fragile—and you depended on me—so I had no right to feel it, but it was useless. You could make me breathless by touching my arm. You could make me breathless just by looking at me.” Jared pushed another finger in and started moving them in and out, all the while looking Gabriel in the eyes. “You should have never trusted me.” Jared kneaded his prostate ruthlessly. Gabriel cried out, his eyes unfocused and face pink. He looked so fucking lovely, Jared felt like licking him all over. “Another?” he asked.
Gabriel nodded so quickly Jared would have laughed if he didn’t feel so impatient himself. He added more lube and pushed three fingers inside. Gabriel winced a bit.
“Hurts?” Jared murmured.
Gabriel gave a stubborn shake of his head.
“Don’t lie to me.”
Panting, Gabriel smiled dazedly and shook his head again. “It hurts, but it feels good too—odd, but good. Don’t stop.”
Jared scissored his fingers, watching Gabriel’s reaction carefully. Gabe’s eyes half-closed, his pink lips parting widely. Before long, Gabriel’s hips started rocking back and forth, his cock rock hard, and Jared couldn’t wait anymore.
He pulled his fingers out and took the condom—
“No,” Gabriel said. “Don’t want a condom. Wanna feel you.”
Jared nearly came on the spot.
“It’s unsafe, baby,” he managed. He’d never fucked anyone without a condom.
“You know I’m clean.” Gabriel looked at him from under his eyelashes. “And I know you would never risk my health.”
His unshakable trust went straight to Jared’s cock. Jared clenched his hands into fists before throwing the condom away. He lubed up his erection. “Knees to your chest,” he said tersely.
Licking his lips, Gabriel obeyed.
Jared lined himself up and pressed his cock to Gabe’s glistening hole. He gritted his teeth at the sensation, trying to hold still. At last, Gabriel’s muscles gave in and he pushed inside slowly.
Whimpering, Gabriel grabbed his arm.
“All right?” Jared grated out. He was breathing hard, his muscles straining with the effort not to move. God, Gabe was so fucking tight. But of course he was tight: Jared was his first man. The thought shot a primal thrill through his body and the urge to fuck became nearly uncontrollable.
Jared focused his gaze on Gabriel. He’d expected him to lose his erection, but he hadn’t. Gabriel was panting too, sweat glistening on his forehead and green eyes fixed on the spot where their bodies were joined. His expression was very strange.
“Gabe? You okay?”
Jared’s voice brought him back to reality.
Gabriel blinked blearily and looked up. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He had trouble speaking. Scratch that, he had trouble thinking, utterly overwhelmed. There was pain, but it wasn’t even the pain. It felt so strange. Jared’s cock was thick and heavy inside of him, creating a fullness that needed more. The feeling was unlike anything he’d ever felt before and Gabriel’s eyes watered from the intensity of it all.
He looked at Jared, at his tense face and strong body above him—in him—and he had never felt more vulnerable in his life. If it were anyone but Jared, Gabriel would have shoved him away. But it was Jared: when he felt vulnerable, Jared was the one he wanted.
“Yeah,” he managed, blinking the tears away. “I think so. I’m good.”
Jared’s eyes closed for a moment and he drew in a long, ragged breath. “If it’s too strange for you, we’ll stop.”
A rush of love made a lump in Gabriel’s throat. “No,” he said, pulling Jared down on top of him. “Don’t wanna stop.”