TEN
Briar
It’sSaturday night and Arlo and I are out on his roof. We’re finally starting our astrology project and we've spent the last half an hour hauling up supplies. We’ve got notebooks, pens, blankets, pillows, and snacks, along with our university rented telescope.
It’s kind of romantic, up here alone, staring up at the stars together. We can still hear the traffic down below but it’s quieter since we’re so far up. The night sky is clear and it’s a full moon, so we have plenty of light.
Arlo pulls over two chairs and offers me a bottle of water as we settle in. For our project, we’re studying the phases of the moon. We decided to start on a full moon night and then we’ll come back every weekend and chart the changes. Should be pretty simple but I guess that’s to be expected from a lower level class.
I flip open my notebook and write the date on the top line. We take notes on the weather and everything that we see for a while before we both get hungry. Arlo passes me a bag of pretzels and I thank him before I dig in. We’re almost done and we could probably go back downstairs to sleep but I like being outside in the fresh air, just the two of us. It feels like we’re in a world by ourselves.
Arlo had one sleeping bag and I like the idea of us trying to fit into it together. We’d practically be on top of each other and I lick my lips as I picture that in my head. We’ve messed around the last couple of days but never moved past dry humping and topless cuddling.
I’m finally ready to move past that though and I wonder if tonight will be the night that we finally make love. I love making out with him and everything else that we’ve done but I need more. I want to feel his hands on me, to feel his skin pressed up against mine while we move together.
I must be quiet for too long because Arlo reaches over and squeezes my fingers.
“You alright?” He asks.
“Yeah just thinking if we need to do anything else tonight for the project.”
“I think we’ve got everything.” He says with a frown while he thinks it over.
“Yeah, I think so too.”
“Did you want to sleep out here?” He asks.
“Yeah, if that’s alright. I kind of like it out here. It’s peaceful.”
“We can do anything that you want.” He says, bringing my fingers to his mouth and kissing the back of my hand.
“You. I want to do you.”
Arlo’s eyes widen and I realize that I said that out loud. I cover my mouth as my own eyes stretch wide and I try to think of something to say.
Arlo chuckles softly.
“I want to do you too.” He says softly.
I laugh at that and soon he joins in too. He stands up from his folding chair and offers me his hand. I slip my hand in his and let him pull me up. He leans down and kisses me softly before he leads me over to the pillows and blankets.
We lay down side by side on top of the sleeping bag and Arlo leans over, pushing some hair out of my face. We both lean in at the same time, our lips meeting in the middle and soon we’re lost in each other.
Our lips and tongues meet over and over again as our bodies move closer and closer together. Arlo’s fingers slip under my shirt and I lift my hands, helping him tug my shirt off. My hands immediately go to the hem of his shirt and I tug it off next. My hands go to his chest, feeling every curve and dip and they trail down to his jeans.
We’ve never gone this far before and I hesitate with my fingers on his zipper before I finally work up the courage to tug it down. I want this with him and I’m ready. I slip my hand into his jeans and boxers, feeling his curly hair as I reach for his dick.
Arlo lifts his hips, pushing his jeans and boxers down so I have more room to explore. I smile up at him before my hands look down to what my hands are doing. His cock is out now that his clothes are pushed down, and I gulp as I take in his size. I wonder how I’m ever going to fit him inside of me as my fingers start to slowly trail from the tip down to the root.
His stomach tenses as I wrap my fingers around the base of him and give a few test strokes. He sucks in a breath and I smile. I must be doing something right. I sit up, kneeling next to his legs as I continue to jack him off. I lick my other palm, bringing it up to run up and down his length while my first-hand drops down to roll his balls.
Arlo moans under me and I lick my lips as I see tiny beads of liquid pearl on his tip. I want to know what he tastes like. I swipe one of my fingers through the liquid, bringing it to my mouth. I pop the digit into my mouth and hum as his flavor hits my tongue. It’s salty and I immediately want more of it. I’m about to swipe up some more when suddenly, Arlo flips me onto my back and hovers over me.
“My turn.” He pants and I nod up at him.
He unsnaps my bra and I tug it off while he kicks his jeans and boxers all the way off. His lips meet mine again and I get lost in him as his hands explore my body. I squirm and giggle as his fingers trail down my stomach, tickling me slightly. Arlo pulls away, smiling down at me. His fingers reach the button on my jeans and we both look down, watching as he unbuttons them and slides the zipper down.
I hold my breath as Arlo grips my jeans and panties at my hips and starts to slowly slip them down my thighs. I help him get them off before I lay back down, spread bare before him. Arlo is kneeled between my legs and I look up at him as he takes me in. I feel self-conscious. I’ve never been naked in front of someone before and I want to cover myself but when I look at Arlo’s face, all I see is hunger. For me.