Page 29 of Best Friends

Chapter Eight

Hayden took his hand and led him up the rest of the stairs. His body thrummed with need, a years-long hunger still unfulfilled. Anticipation swelled within him, but there was also a little hint of fear. He’d never had a cock inside his ass… maybe a finger or two from a past female lover who enjoyed that sort of thing. The sensation usually pushed him into overdrive, making him come almost instantly.

But a cock was a lot bigger than a finger.

When they stopped beside Hayden’s made bed, he took Jesse into his arms and they kissed again. It felt like a continuation of that first kiss, finally realized and made whole. Hayden ran his hands all over Jesse’s body as they stood there.

He tensed as each minute passed, a mixture of excitement and concern filling his veins.

“I won’t hurt you,” Hayden said. “I promise to be careful.”

“Have you been with another man before?” Yes and no were both wonderful and terrible answers. Jesse wanted to be the first… yet knowing Hayden had experience with this kind of thing would’ve helped put him at ease.

“You’re the first man in my bed… but not the first virgin ass.”

While the thought of Hayden with anyone else wasn’t a welcome thought, still knowing he was the first man in his friend’s bed comforted him somehow. But that also brought up Hayden’s sexual exploits… and the potential consequences of that.

“Are you clean?”

Hayden nodded. “I might’ve drowned my sorrows in female flesh, but I always covered my cock.”

“Good,” Jesse whispered.

“Just as I plan to do tonight,” Hayden said.

Jesse smiled, thankful Hayden was willing to have safe sex… yet the thought of having the man skin to skin was exciting, too.

Hayden reached for Jesse’s cock, stroking it in his strong hand. “I’d love to feel you without it… someday soon I will.”

Jesse closed his eyes, the thought of more of this exhilarating.

Hayden leaned in and took his lips again, that strong hand of his moving up and down languidly.

Slowly, Jesse felt his body relax. His body moved against the friction Hayden built in his cock, the slow ebb and flow of the motion lulling him deeper under the man’s spell. Soon, Hayden coaxed him to the bed. He moved on top of the comforter, centering himself on the bed.

He didn’t know exactly what to do. He’d never had sex with a man before… so he wasn’t sure where to move. He got onto his hands and knees, his body stiffening again.

“Roll over,” Hayden whispered.

“On my back?”

“Yeah.”

Jesse turned and lay down, looking up at his friend. Hayden’s hand returned to his cock, the gentle massage relaxing him a bit. After a few minutes of masturbation, Hayden opened and lifted his legs, nearly folding him in half. Splayed like that, he felt vulnerable for the first time. He wasn’t used to being the one fucked… and his position made the realization of what was to come really hit home.

His heart beat a little faster, doubt coming to his mind for a moment. It only got worse when he saw Hayden pull a bottle of lube from the drawer.

Things were moving so fast…

Yet considering the years of glacial pace… maybe it wasn’t fast enough.

When he felt the caress of Hayden’s slick fingers against his asshole, it felt too good to fight. One hand was still on his cock, the other stroked him from balls to ass. He lifted his head some and caught Hayden’s stare for a moment.

“How’s that feel?” Hayden asked.

“Good,” Jesse said between labored breaths.

He relaxed some, but stiffened as he felt the tip of Hayden’s finger press against the puckered hole.

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