Page 58 of Waiting on Life
“This is your show. Whatcha got?”
Exactly what I wanted.
I kept him wrapped in my embrace as I pushed up inside of him. He was hot and tight, his channel seemingly made for me. I continued my slow, steady thrusts, and Kyle reached for his cock. I took his hand in mine and pushed it away.
“You said it was my show, so let me.”
He swallowed hard, his throat working. “Okay.”
I wrapped his not-inconsiderable-sized dick in my hand and searched for a rhythm. Eventually I settled in for jacking him off in time to my thrusts. I’d push and stroke up at the same time. Kyle’s whimpers were music to my ears.
“Toby, I’m going to—”
His words were cut off as he keened and let fly an impressive load for a man his size. It splattered his stomach, his chest, and a bit even hit his neck, then slowly trickled down until it pooled in his trimmed pubes.
“Oh my God,” he groaned, leaning his whole weight against me. I was his protector, his safe harbor. He knew I would keep his heart and body safe from now on. “I never had an orgasm like that,” he said. “I think you ruined me for all other men.”
The words were said with a lightness, but once again, they were begging me to say the right thing, especially now.
“Other men? Are you planning on having other guys?”
He bit his lip as his gaze turned away from me. “No?”
The question in his voice was obvious. I squeezed him harder. “No is the right answer,” I whispered in his ear before sucking on the lobe.
“I have to go clean up,” he said, standing and letting my dick slide from him. “I’ll be back in a….” He cocked his head as he leveled a hard stare at me. “You didn’t come? Wasn’t it what you wanted?”
The accusatory tone let me know Kyle thought I was going to proclaim my straightness and be done with him. So not the case.
“I wanted it to be good for you. I—”
Before I could continue, Kyle dropped to his knees in front of me. He licked over his pink lips as he yanked the condom off my cock. A moment later, he leaned in and engulfed more than half, the suction not unlike I’d imagine a vacuum would feel.
“Kyle,” I groaned, putting a hand on his head and holding him in place. “You don’t have to do this. I’m not straight. Not going to leave you. I’m—”
He pushed down farther, which made him choke slightly.
Kyle sucked like a fiend, and as weird as it sounded, I missed his longer hair. I wanted to wrap the strands in my fingers and use it to guide him. Not that he needed instruction, because that boy was a demon on my dick. He wrapped his arms around my legs and spread them slightly. I opened wide to give him the access he demanded. Kyle scooted forward, taking more of me into his mouth. Then he did something I’d never experienced before, and it blew my mind. He brushed a finger over my hole, dipping in slightly. I won’t deny it, I yowled as I shot the hardest orgasm I’d ever had in my life. Kyle swallowed it all down, his tongue sliding over my cock like he was afraid he’d missed a drop.
When he was done, he sat back, and I could see he was inordinately pleased with himself.
“Told you I’d make you scream.”
He had, the cocky fucker. “And you made good on your promise.” I reached for him and took his hand to pull him up from the floor. “Now, care to tell me what that was all about? I didn’t mind not getting off.”
He stretched, showing that flat tummy and acres of creamy skin I adored. Even though I’d had a mind-blowing orgasm seconds before, my dick twitched. Nice try, because I knew no way was it getting up again anytime soon.
“Since I first figured out what sex was, the act had been about the other guy getting off more than me. You were the first—theonly—person who ever put my needs before their own. And I loved that, but what we have here?” He flicked his hand between us. “It can’t be one-sided. There can’t be a me or a you—it has to be an us for it to work.” He scratched his buttcheek, and I had the insane desire to rub that spot. Preferably with my tongue. “I can’t do this halfway. It’s either we’re both all in, or we’re not. Does that make sense?”
It did, and he would never comprehend how much sense it made. It was the thing I’d wanted most from my past relationships. Kyle wanted to be on the same page, whereas most people I’d been with hadn’t even been in the same book.
“Yeah, a lot of sense.” My cheeks heated. “You’re the first person who ever asked me for something more. It’s weird, because normally I was the one who did that.”
“And I always thought I had to let someone come to me, but I realized with you, I needed to step up to the plate too. I’m not saying I don’t want you to watch out for me. I like it when you care enough to do that. But you have to let me return the favor now and then, and I don’t just mean blowjobs. Although, point of order, you taste really fucking good.”
“Oh? I do, huh?”
He reached out and pulled me into a kiss, sweeping his tongue into my mouth. It was nutty and sweet at the same time. A commingling of Kyle with something else—I assumed me—and it was awesome. He relaxed into me, and I wrapped him in my arms. This was the perfect day, as far as I was concerned. I didn’t need to go out. I simply needed to be told I was loved, and that made it perfect.
