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Could he? Would he let him?
Ashok looked deep into his eyes, and the threat he thought he’d seen there earlier had gone, replaced with a softness. Why had he been so scared? He knew Hayden wouldn’t do anything to hurt him.
“Yes,” he whispered. “You can touch me.”
Giving him consent took away the fright he’d initially felt. Jack had been willing to take without asking, Hayden was asking for permission.
Hayden stroked his arm gently, awe and wonder on his face, as if he’d never seen anything like it before.
“So soft. So beautiful,” he murmured. Ashok didn’t think he knew he was speaking out loud. He stood still, letting Hayden take his time.
“Can I kiss you?” He’d never asked before, and Ashok was a little confused, but he nodded anyway. Of course he could.
Hayden peppered his face and lips with kisses, continuing to stroke his body, featherlight touches that ignited every nerve, lighting him up.
Ashok shivered and not just from the cold.
“Come to bed with me. Let me look at you. Let me inspect every inch. I’ve waited, thinking you weren’t ready, but I need you tonight, Ashok. Will you let me take you to bed? Please?”
Ashok wasn’t sure why he was debating this. Hadn’t he been wanting this earlier? The fact that he was standing here in his best purple lace was surely the answer he was looking for. There should be no question.
Instead of answering, he turned off the kitchen light and walked upstairs, checking that Hayden was following, not at all surprised to see him right behind him.
The house was dark and Ashok stumbled a little on the last step, Hayden’s steadying hand reaching out to stop him from falling.
“I’ve got you. I won’t let you fall.” His words touched Ashok in ways he couldn’t explain. It was all he’d ever wanted to hear.
Hayden turned on the lamp, bathing his room in a warm glow. He slowly removed his shorts and stood before Ashok, his hand outstretched.
Ashok was so unsure, never having done anything like this before, but he took Hayden’s hand and walked towards him, his shoulders back, standing tall.
He couldn’t let past events ruin what could be a good thing with Hayden, and he shook off the uncertainty he felt, feeling more confident with each step until he stood before him, proud of who he’d become.
Placing his hands on either side of Hayden’s face, he kissed him, opening his mouth to allow Hayden access. He knew what he liked; they’d done it enough this past week or so. He stood so close he could feel Hayden’s cock against his stomach, his pre-cum slowly oozing. Dare he taste it?
He’d never done that before, never sucked a cock. Since Jack, he’d not even wanted to try, but here with Hayden, it was all he could think of.
Slowly letting go, he knelt in front of him, watching as Hayden’s cock pulsed in front of his eyes. He was mesmerised, never having been so close before. He’d watched porn to see if he was broken. It had done nothing for him, but now, kneeling in front of Hayden, his dick was straining against the soft fabric of the lace. He was turned on, there was no denying that, and it gave him the confidence to reach out and take hold of Hayden’s cock.
He squeezed gently, hearing him moan, watching as a small bead of precum leaked from the slit. He licked it before it had a chance to fall. It was tasteless and not unpleasant. Feeling bold, he licked at the dick wavering in front of him before suckling on the end, knowing he was doing something right by the whimpers coming from the man above him.
He tightened his grip, and the soft flesh yielded to his touch. He grew bolder, taking Hayden further into his mouth, gagging as he hit the back of his throat.
“Careful, easy does it.” Hayden spoke as if he were in pain, but Ashok knew better. For all his inexperience, he knew Hayden was enjoying this. He pulled back a little, swirling his tongue around the head while he stroked the shaft. He tried taking him further again with the same result. At least now, he knew his limitations. He bobbed his head, sucking and licking, feeling Hayden grow beneath his touch.
“Jesus, Ash. Stop!” He sat back on his heels and looked up at Hayden.
“Sorry, did I hurt you? I’ve not done this before. I’ll stop.” Ashok wasn’t sure what he’d done wrong.
“God, no. You did everything right.” Hayden was gripping the base of his cock, precum still oozing, drop by steady drop. “Which was why I needed you to stop. I was about to come.”
“Oh. Ohhhh. I get it.”
“Yeah, you do. Stand up for me, Ash. Let me look at you in those briefs. I imagined you wearing these when I bought them, but I didn’t think they’d look this good.” Hayden stroked his body as he talked, paying attention to where his scars were and avoiding them. “Will you lie on the bed for me?”
Ashok did as he was asked, feeling slightly conscious. Should he have his arms by his sides, out to the side? And what about his legs? Straight down or bent?
“Stop overthinking. Relax. I’m not going to hurt you.” Hayden opened Ashok’s legs, bending them at the knee and knelt between them, running his hands up his thighs. Ashok’s cock jumped in response, desperate to be released from the confines of the lace, but when Hayden leaned down and kissed it, he almost hit the roof.
