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“None of that.” I tilted his face back to mine. “You’re not ruining anything.”

“It’s just…”

“What?”

“You don’t have to do this. I know you feel obligated because I did it, but?—”

“You think this is obligation?” I pressed my bare dick against his covered one.

“Isn’t it? I mean, you were straight a week ago.”

“I obviously wasn’t straight.” I tried to keep my tone light. I understood where his fears were coming from and didn’t want to invalidate them, but I needed him to understand that I wanted this.

I wanted him.

“So, was it obligation when I watched hours of blow job porn so I could learn how it’s done?”

His eyes rounded comically.

“Was it obligation when I asked my buddy about the best angles for anal and how to make it feel good for a guy?”

His pink lips parted on a silent gasp, his pupils blowing wide.

“Was it obligation when I jerked off in the shower this morning thinking about getting my mouth on you?”

“You did?” he whispered.

I nodded. “I appreciate how you’re trying to protect me, but you don’t have to. I’m not afraid of being bi. I’m excited. I want to try all these things because they look hot. They turn me on.”

Something I couldn’t read flashed in his eyes.

“Do you believe me?”

He nodded.

“Now, will you relax for me?”

He drew in a shaky breath and nodded again.

I wanted to get him naked so I could see all of him, but he wasn’t ready for that yet.

Instead I shimmied down his body and pushed the bottom of his t-shirt up.

He sucked in his stomach.

Gently, I pressed a few soft kisses against his skin, moving in a line down his treasure trail.

His stomach trembled, but he relaxed and stopped trying to hold it in.

I nuzzled his dick through his briefs. He smelled amazing. Dark and musky, with a hint of something sweet. I pressed my tongue against the little wet spot on his tip.

He cried out and bumped his hips up.

Shifting so I was between his legs, I tugged his briefs down, my eyes on his face as his cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach.

“Look at me.”

He snapped his eyes down from where he’d been staring at the ceiling.

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