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Again, Jimmy melts against me. So much power I have, just holding his throbbing dick under the water and giving it an innocent stroke or two.
“Bobby …” he murmurs.
“Yeah?”
“I wanna do somethin’ that feels good.”
“And what’s that?”
His eyes meet mine importantly. “We need to go inside for it.”
19
JIMMY
My heart is pounding in my chest as we enter the house.
Our damp feet slap the wood flooring as we head up the steps to my room.
The door shuts behind us and our lips reconnect in a sweep of breath and passion. I move backwards as we kiss, dragging Bobby along with me to the bed.
We’re just in our wet underwear.
Only thin, nothing bits of fabric separate our dicks.
I pull him on top of me as I fall backwards on the bed, then let my hands roam freely over his body as I kiss him aggressively.
I can’t get enough of Bobby.
“If only things had been different …” I mumble against his lips as we kiss.
“Different?” he moans back on my lips, also not bothering to interrupt our kisses to speak.
“So much of our friendship spent without doin’ what we’re doin’ right now.” My hands are slowly creeping down to his ass, where I take a big handful of each cheek. “So much time …”
“Better late than—mmm—never,” he murmurs back.
I squeeze those ass cheeks of his.
I pull away from his lips to get a look into his eyes. “I want this ass.”
“It’s yours,” says Bobby. “All yours.”
“I want it right now.”
“Mmm—yeah?”
“Like, I want-it want it.”
“I—” His eyes flash. “Wait, what?”
“I want to have sex with you, Bobby Parker.”
He doesn’t seem capable of closing his mouth suddenly.
I roll him over to bring myself on top of him, causing him to suck in a lungful of air in surprise. My fingers hook into his tight red boxer-briefs, then gently slide them down his legs. They stick to his thighs, being wet, but as soon as they clear his feet, I throw those suckers aside like nothing.
Bobby lies there on his back, completely naked, beautiful, and staring at me in wonder. His huge cock is fully erect, his legs slightly spread and bent over the edge of the bed, thigh muscles popped, and feet dangling.
The longer I look down at his body—and that sweet, curious face of his that burns with desire for me—the more I want him.
“Jimmy, I’ve … I-I’ve wanted this for a really long time,” he murmurs. “I just want to make sure—”
“—that it’s what I want?” I point at my dick, which is poking fiercely outward from within the restrictive confines of my bikini briefs. “It’s clearly the only fucking thing I want.”
“Jimmy …”
“My body doesn’t lie.”
“I just want to make sure …”
I climb over him and put a kiss on his lips, shutting him up.
All the other arguments and worries and concerns he was probably planning to voice seem to have lost all importance to him, because at once, he gives in to my kiss, and his hands are all over me again.
His bravery finds him the same way it did in the pool. He puts a hand at my crotch, then works my cock right out of my briefs. When his fingers wrap around it, an overwhelming sigh of relief escapes my lungs, and I swear my dick gets twice as hard.
“I can’t stand waiting anymore,” I groan.
“Where are your parents? Are they always out at night?”
“Pretty much. Why the hell you worryin’ about all that right now? My mama and my papa aren’t on my mind. Your ass is.”
Bobby quickly picks his head up off the bed and gives a look at my nightstand. “You’re, uh … gonna need lube.”
“I know that.”
“And a condom.”
“Bobby.”
“Well, I don’t know,” he exclaims. “All of this is happenin’ so damned fast, I feel like I need to, like, teach you or show you some things first, or at the very least give you some pointers on how—”
I silence him with another kiss.
He melts in an instant.
Then I lean into his ear, my lips right against the lobe when I whisper, “I’m gonna take care of you tonight.”
A faint smile spreads Bobby’s lips apart.
I kiss them right then. He looks so damned cute when he smiles in that sleepy, awkward sort of way.
“Now you just lie here like a good boy,” I tell him, “while I—”
“Jimmy?”
“Yeah, Bobs? What is it?”
His dreamy eyes find mine. He bites his lip, then lets out the words, “Go slow. It’s … been a while.”
I return his smile with one of my own. “I’m not gonna let a dang thing hurt you, Bobby—not even me. Protector, remember?”
I pull open a drawer by the nightstand and take out my bottle of late-night-bored-as-fuck jerking lube. I figure this works for butt stuff, too. Then I pull out a condom, tear it open, and slowly roll the thing over my dick.
