Page 17 of As I Am
CHAPTER EIGHT
Carson hadn't planned on having sex with Ky so quickly, but when he saw how tense Ky was, he figured getting naked might help him relax. Odd as it sounded, it was what Ky was used to. What he didn't plan on was how aroused they both became from simply undressing each other.
He couldn't have held back if he wanted. Okay, he could have, but it would have taken everything he had not to touch Ky after they undressed. Taking him in his mouth had been the most natural thing, and when he saw how shocked Ky had been from him doing it, it made him even more determined to bring him as much pleasure as he could.
Now, with Ky on his hands and knees on the couch, he was going to continue to please him as much as he could. It was clear from the way Ky was acting, he expected Carson to just push into him and take him hard, but that was the last thing on Carson's mind.
"I'll be right back. I need to get condoms and lube from the bedroom." He caressed his fingers over Ky's bare ass.
"Okay." Ky didn't move from his position.
It bothered Carson that Ky thought he was there only to please him. He didn't invite him to spend the night with him for any sexual reason. He really just wanted someone to hang out with and enjoy the night with. Now that they had rushed right into sex, he worried that he'd ruined his chances of that, but was determined to do his best to make the night what he'd imagined it being when they planned it.
He grabbed the box of condoms and lube from the bedroom and made his way back to the couch. Ky was still in the same position, not even looking up when Carson sat down behind him.
"You have the sexiest body." He ran his hands down Ky's back. He wanted Ky to enjoy this as much as he was, and that meant doing things to him that most men never would. It meant going slow and making it last as long as he could. By the time he was done, he wanted Ky hard and begging to come again.
He massaged Ky's ass, parting it so he could brush his thumbs over his crack. He tried not to think about how many other men Ky might have been with. It really didn't matter, and it wasn't like Carson was a saint when it came to past partners either.
Ky didn't move under his touch, but he noticed a shift in his breathing, his chest rising quicker. He also seemed to grip the couch tighter as Carson slid his finger over Ky's hole, teasing it softly.
"Just beautiful." He bent closer, kissing each cheek of his ass before using his hands to part it again and moving closer until he could lick over the puckered hole.
Ky gasped, but didn't move.
Carson smiled. This was definitely something he didn't think Ky experienced often. He dove back between his cheeks, licking and kissing his hole, teasing him to relax. He lapped up and down his crack, then pressed his tongue deeper, pushing the tip inside him and fucked him with his tongue.
Ky made soft sounds, and it was clear he was fighting to keep quiet and hold still. Carson wished he wouldn't do that. He wanted Ky pressing his ass back, begging for more, and he loved hearing the sounds he could cause a partner to make. It showed he was doing a good job. Still, he wouldn't push Ky. It was clear he was used to certain things, and he wasn't going to change just because Carson wanted him to.
He forced the thoughts from his mind and focused on just bringing Ky pleasure. He sucked on his ass, licking and caressing it as he wet his hole so he could slide his tongue deeper into him.
His own cock ached, but he ignored it. He would get his soon enough. First, he wanted Ky to experience as much as he could. He pulled back, still holding his cheeks apart. "I could do this all night."
Ky whimpered and fisted the couch tighter.
"Do you like it?" He traced his finger over the hole again.
"Yes." Ky's voice cracked as he spoke.
"Good, because so do I." He again brought his mouth to him and started doing the same thing over and over again until finally he had Ky rocking his body to him, pushing his ass hard against his tongue.
Ky's cock was hard again, bouncing against his stomach, and Carson made sure to use his hands to caress over his balls to tease him. Ky never attempted to move or touch himself, he just stayed in the same position. Carson wanted him hard when he finally did take him, so he resisted touching his cock until he got inside him. It was taking every bit of determination he had not to stroke either of their cocks yet.
He pulled back again, this time reaching for the lube. He clicked the bottle open and poured a small amount over Ky's ass. He watched it gather against his hole, then drip lower and run down over his balls.
Ky sucked in a breath, but still didn't move.
Carson had to admire his strength. He would have been begging by now. He ran his finger through the slick fluid, then gently pressed a single finger into Ky's ass. He went deep, enjoying the way his muscles closed around him, holding his finger inside.
"I can't wait to have my cock inside you." He started to move his finger in and out, slowly at first, then faster and harder. When he pushed a second finger in, Ky groaned, but pressed back against him. "Easy, I'll get you there." Carson twisted his fingers inside him, opening him up.
When he had three fingers inside him and Ky was finally rocking his body hard, fucking Carson's fingers on his own, he knew Ky was ready. Without warning, he pulled his fingers free.
Ky stopped moving, but said nothing.
"Stand up for me." Carson ran a hand down the back of Ky's thigh.
Ky stood, his legs trembling slightly as he turned to face Carson.
