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RJ sits up to grab my neck with both hands, pulling my mouth down to his. Against my lips, he says, “The idea…may have crossed my mind.”
The idea crossed his mind. Sex with me, a man, crossed his mind. And now he’s back in my bed underneath me, kissing me.
His right hand releases my neck to grab my ass, pressing it down on his crotch again.
“Were you thinking about me much today?”
“All day.”
“All day?”
“Yeah. Why?” he asks, pushing me back to see my face. “You didn’t think about me? Us? What we did earlier?”
“Oh, I thought about it. I just thought that after your dad…” When his hands slip down under my shorts and boxer briefs, I shut up. No reason to ruin the mood. Who knows? RJ could come to his senses tomorrow.
I thought for sure that I would have to take my dick out and his. But RJ is on the ball. Or on the shaft. He pushes my bottoms down first, then lifts his ass to shove his boxer briefs down his thighs.
After squeezing some lube onto his palm, he brings our erections together in that one hand, and it is heaven. RJ isn’t being shy or going slow. He’s fully into it. No hesitation as he works us both with a clenched, determined jaw and a strong grip that makes me pant and moan above him.
Why does it feel so much better when it’s someone else’s hand on my dick?
When my eyes aren’t closed or rolling in the back of my head, I see RJ staring up at me, watching me with yearning and awe on his face, as if he’s enjoying the hand job and the fact that he can affect me so much.
When I lean forward to kiss him long and deep with the hunger I’ve felt for him all damn day, he jerks us faster, tighter.
It takes half as much time as this morning for us to both erupt and shudder together. Our kiss never breaks during our orgasms. We just gasp into each other’s open mouths until it’s over. RJ releases our shafts, and then his sticky palms are on my ass again, not groping, just resting on the swells like they’re one of his favorite parts of my body.
“Wow, RJ,” I whisper as I rest my forehead on his shoulder to catch my breath. “That was…”
“Good?”
“So good.”
I’m still facedown on him when he tenses underneath me, then says, “So, I know it’s none of my business, but, um, could you tell me how many men you’ve been with?”
He wants to know how many men I’ve been with? I nearly laugh, but I know he’ll think I’m laughing at him and not at the answer, so I hold it back and tell him the truth. “None.”
“None? Like it’s none of my business?”
Pushing myself up to my knees to see his face, I tell him, “No. I mean, I’m still a virgin. Never fucked a man, and sure as hell haven’t been fucked by one.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“What about the other…stuff?”
“Yesterday and today were firsts for those.”
“Have you kissed anyone before me?”
“No.”
“Good,” he says with a sigh.
“My lonely, boring, sexually unfulfilled life is good?” I tease him with an arched eyebrow.
“Yeah, because I thought you had experience, and I didn’t.”
