Kier
This man. How can he make me want to hold him protectivelyandbe held down so he can devour me.
Side by side, our lips graze together slowly as my mind races with a tangle of thoughts, all of them pointing to one definitive conclusion.
There’s something special about the young man beside me.
I know I’m not supposed to dwell on his age, so I’ll keep this thought to myself, but I’m in awe of his confidence, particularly in bed. The things he just did to me… The way he made my body sing…
I’ve had lovers twice his age that weren’t nearly as attentive or attuned to me as he was, and that makes him the sexiest man I’ve ever been with. Yet there’s no ego to accompany his self-assurance. If anything, I think he’s more vulnerable than he lets on.
That came through, briefly, when he seemed worried I might forget this night.Him. It was there and gone rather quickly, but if left me with the distinct impression something happened to him to make him doubt himself, and for whatever reason that makes him think he’s not worth remembering.
But he is, and now it’s my turn to show him that.
The sweet, tender press of his lips on mine has my sated cock filling far sooner than expected, and while I’m eager to experience this next first for both of us, I’m also sort of content to stay just like this, sharing gentle kisses.
I can’t even remember the last time I was in this position. High school? College? Back when I was innocent enough to find pleasure in kissing alone, and before I realized fucking could have meaning.
That sounds backward, even to my own jaded mind, but unfortunately, it’s true. I got to college, where it was far easier to find men like me, and had sex as often as I had meals.
That’s not as big an exaggeration as I wish it was.
My dick was in heaven. I was too, for a time. But after a while those encounters left me feeling empty, and I realized I’d prefer to have infrequent but meaningful sex as opposed to regular, emotionless sex. Not that I’ve had a lot of emotion-fueled sex, I just think I might prefer it.
That would seem to put me in a demisexual category, but I think it’s simpler than that. My work is the most fulfilling thing in my life, and if something or someone can’t excite me the same way, I’d prefer work.
Over the years there have been a few people that piqued my interest on a physical and intellectual level, and we’d end up in bed. But until tonight, no one’s ticked the emotional box the way Aiden has. Made me feel like my words are cherished, or that I’m breathing life into their body with a simple kiss.
Aiden’s lips part beneath mine, and I accept the invitation, tasting hints of whiskey, and cedar, and…me on his tongue.
An inexplicably possessive growl rumbles up my throat. “It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted myself on another man.” I kiss along his jaw, down his neck, before going back to his lips, murmuring, “I like it.”
“I can tell.” He notches forward, rubbing our firm cocks together and sending a bolt of heat straight to my balls. “But I thought you said you’re too old to be ready again so quickly.”
“You’re breaking your rule, talking about age.” I push him to his back, trailing my lips down to a nipple so I can have a turn to see what makes him beg.
“Only because it’s important for you to know it’s not that big a deal. Not to me.”
“Hmm.” I hum as I give the pink flesh a little love bite, which has him arching his chest into my mouth with a shout.
“Holy shit! Do that again.”
I oblige, licking the abused nub as Aiden gasps for breath, wide eyes registering surprise.
“You seem just as shocked as I was that this is a sensitive spot.” I flick the tip of my tongue over the pointed bud, watching his eyes fall shut in surrender.
“I am. A…friend gave me the idea, but I haven’t tried it until now. Or had anyone try it with me.”
“You have a friend that gives you tips about sex?”
Aiden’s eyes snap open, and if I thought he blushed easily before, it’s got nothing on how fast he turns red now. “More like the walls are thin and I sometimes can’t get the earbuds in fast enough to avoid picking up a few things.”
God, he’s priceless.
“Learn anything else from your neighbors we should try?” His breath hitches as I suck his nipple into my mouth.
“No. Nothing.”