Page 94 of Waiting for Ru
Jasim let his hands go and stroked his face. “Shush.”
He had lube in his hand then and Ru wondered where it had come from, some magician’s trick he’d have to learn. The lube was cold and Ru flinched when it hit his arsehole, then moaned at the sensation that followed, Jasim’s finger sliding along the cleft of Ru’s backside, pushing the lube over the entrance to his body.
When Jasim’s finger circled, pressed, then slid in, Ru arched, his body bowing off the bed before sinking back down. He could hear himself making all sorts of sounds and they kept pouring out of him as Jasim pressed his finger deeper. When he touchedthatplace, the place he’d touched before, Ru writhed in ecstasy, and pushed back into Jasim’s thrust.
“Please…please…please…more…” Ru shuddered as the pressure against his body increased. The slide of Jasim’s finger…oh…fingers—was perfect and Ru rose and fell in the same rhythm as Jasim thrust, punctuating the movement with his gasps.
This wasn’t without some discomfort, but Ru didn’t care because most of it felt so good. Everything slid away, his mind emptying of all but the pleasure in what was happening. Then he was coming, his entire body caught up in the sensation of impending orgasm, as if every cell had been triggered to detonate at the same time, and they were all racing to get to nirvana together.
Ru managed one word. “Jasim!” Then Jasim’s mouth was over Ru’s cock and he was emptying himself between Jasim’s lips. His lungs locked, his heart screamed, and the world disappeared in a blaze of sparks.
When he opened his eyes, Jasim was staring at him.
“I’m still alive then?” Ru asked.
A smile was his answer. Jasim had his hand around his own cock, gently stroking.
“You haven’t come,” Ru croaked.
“Not yet.”
“In me!”
“Not tonight. Roll over.”
Ru turned onto his front and Jasim slid a lube-slick hand between Ru’s thighs, then settled on top of him, his cock sliding down the crack of his backside and settling between Ru’s legs, nudging his balls. Ru clenched his thigh muscles and Jasim groaned.
Almost like being fucked.Jasim’s weight kept him in place as he brought himself off between Ru’s legs. Jasim’s hands were on the outside of Ru’s thighs, holding him tight as he moved faster and faster.
“Fuck! Fuck!” Jasim gasped.
Ru felt a wash of warmth as Jasim came, a stickiness on his arse and lower back, before Jasim lowered himself down, his breathing ragged. Ru turned his head and kissed him, edgy with the need to do that all over again. And again. Jasim rolled to the side and Ru missed his weight, his warmth. Ru tucked his arms under his head. “You’re a good teacher.”
“Am I?”
Ru wanted to say that he hoped Jasim would keep teaching him but he held the thought in his head.Let this grow. Don’t force it. This is difficult for Jasim. The risk he’s taking.
“I feel lucky,” Jasim said.
“Lucky that I’m such a good pupil?” Ru grinned.
“Lucky to have you here with me now.”
“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” Ru spoke without thinking and Jasim tensed.
Too much!
“You can do better than me. I’m too old for you.”
Ru could feel him pulling back. Maybe not physically, but mentally. “Age isn’t important.”
“Only said by someone who’s young. I’m not a father figure.”
Ru swallowed. “You think I want one of those?”
“Subconsciously maybe.”
“You’re wrong. I don’t need someone to take care of me. I’ve been looking after myself since I was eight years old.”
