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“God, you’re so…” He sank down on top of me, and when our groins met, we both moaned. It was amazing to feel his hard length against mine, even through layers of fabric.
“Might lose it any minute now,” I panted into his mouth, barely hanging on as he rutted against me in a slow grind.
“Let’s get rid of these pants.” He sat back on his heels as our fingers worked together to shove my khakis and underwear down my hips. Lark’s gaze seemed transfixed on my cock as it jutted upward against my stomach.
I felt nervous about what he might think of my body, but when he murmured, “So fucking hot,” I briefly screwed my eyes shut and breathed out. I was bigger than him in bulk and size, and he seemed to like that. Thank fuck.
“Wanna see you too.” My fingers fumbled along his waistband, hoping he’d get the hint. He unbuttoned and unzipped, then pushed his bottoms and briefs down to his ankles and kicked out of them. His cock was full but thin, flushed at the tip, with a slight bend. I was literally having a meltdown that I was allowed to even look at another guy—at him—completely bare. Sure, I’d seen plenty in the locker room, but I made sure to never stare.
“I…fuck, Lark, I love your body,” was the first thing to tumble out of my mouth, my boldness surprising me. If I’d had any doubt I was gay, I had none now. “Can I touch you?”
He nodded, but as my hand reached forward, I hesitated, unsure what to do.
“Whatever feels right. Let me show you.” He fisted my length, and it was as if a bundle of nerves with a direct line to my cock had come alive under his slow stroking motion.
I groaned. “So good.”
That helped me feel confident enough to circle my palm around his shaft, like I’d seen in gay porn the couple of times I was brave enough to watch. But this seemed way different, other than the mechanics. His dick was hot and veiny, and I practiced jerking him, hoping it made him feel good. He seemed to especially enjoy it when my thumb brushed the underside of his glans because he arched his back and swore under his breath.
Satisfied I wasn’t totally fucking it up, we continued stroking each other, each watching the other’s reactions closely. Too soon, I could feel the beginning signs of my orgasm bearing down on me as my spine tingled and my balls drew tight. “Lark, I’m gonna—”
Gently batting my hand away, he urged me to lie back down, then covered me with his body. When our cocks slotted together perfectly, he rocked his hips while I thrust upward to meet him halfway, our kisses turning sloppy and rough.
His body tensed just as I felt the first spurt of his come against my stomach. That was all it took for me to grit my teeth, stars floating before my eyes as my come joined his on my skin.
Our heartbeats were like jackhammers as we panted into each other’s mouths and slowly came back to the land of the living.
“You okay?” I mumbled as he opened his eyes and stared down at me.
“Yeah, except for the part where you killed me. You’re currently speaking to my ghost.”
I barked out a laugh, feeling all warm and buzzy, as if drunk on him. “Well, I’ve never come so hard in my life, so I’m not even sure if I could walk right now.”
Lark grinned as he rolled off me, and I sat up to reach for the towel I’d discarded after my shower that morning.
“So it was okay?” I asked as I cleaned us up. “That we did that?”
“Why? Are you having regrets?” His tone was rough and shaky.
“Hell no. I just… That was a first for me.” My cheeks heated. “Wanted to make sure it was good for you too.”
He slid back into his underwear and pants as I reached for my shirt, waiting for his reply. It seemed to take an eternity until he said, “It felt really fucking good. So thanks for that.”
“Anytime,” I replied, and he grinned.
I needed to chill the fuck out. We hooked up, so what? That was all it would be to him, even if it meant way more to me. Lark would officially always be my first. But I didn’t want to make him feel guilty about it or like he owed me anything.
Once we were both dressed and he was ready to leave, he gave me one last hard look. “See you in class.”
“Yeah, see you.”
19
LARK
The television was playingone of Star’s favorite movies while we snuggled under a blanket and ate from a bowl of popcorn. I also had a box of Kleenex nearby because I was feeling under the weather, so it was either a cold coming on or a high pollen count, which happened sometimes during the change of seasons.
Mom said I was studying too hard and needed a break, and she might’ve been right.
