Page 94 of Only the Small Bones
“Come, let me show you.” He linked our hands, his gaze soft, not holding me responsible for what I didn’t know yet.
William’s shower was twice the size of mine, and I waited nervously as he turned the shower heads on at both ends. His sleeves and bare feet were wet by the time he turned back to me. “Guess I should’ve taken my clothes off first.”
“Let me.” I stopped him before he could unbuckle his belt. He dropped his hands to his sides, his smile encouraging.
I knelt, keeping my eyes on his as I removed his belt, then dragged his pants down his legs so he could step out of them. His cock was hard in his underwear, the length of it unreal. I licked my lips.
William groaned, gripping my hair. The band I’d used to keep it up snapped, sending strands tumbling past my shoulders. “I wish you could see how you look.”
“Tell me.” My heart pounded. I spread my knees wider on the bath rug, my own cock growing hard. I breathed through the urge to feel ashamed. It never quite went away. “Tell me how I look.”
“Hungry. Desperate.”
“I am,” I whispered, tugging down his underwear. His dick sprung free, and I leaned back on my heels, leaving him room to kick out of them.
“I won’t hurt you, Asher.”
“I know.” My mouth went dry as my gaze wandered over him, taking in his muscles and tanned skin. I’d seen him naked before, but I didn’t think I’d ever get used to it.
I pushed up onto my knees again and cupped his sack, looking up to be sure what I did felt good to him. His mouth parted, and with more confidence I swirled a finger over his wet tip. William trembled, and I thought I could get used to making him feel this way. I placed a kiss on his shaft, then nuzzled my cheek against its warmth.
“Fuck, Asher,” he grunted.
My gaze fell to his scars, and I looked up at him, making sure it was okay before I kissed them too. His eyes filled with pain, and he brushed the back of his hand down my cheek.
He helped me to my feet, wrapping his arms around me. I lifted my arms so he could remove my t-shirt. My hair fell over my face, the strands curling from the steam. William combed it back with his fingers.
“I tried to keep it straight for you.”
“You could be bald and you’d still be handsome, Asher.” William had never seen me naked, and I was scared that when he did, once he saw what I’d been used for, he wouldn’t want me.But his words made me feel brave, more confident in my own skin, so I let go of the waistband of my sweats, allowing him to untie the drawstring.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”
It was William’s turn to drop to his knees, his hands touching every inch of exposed skin as he dragged the sweatpants down. I shivered, waiting for his reaction.
“Just as beautiful as the rest of you.” His fingers trailed up and down my legs, his warm breath blowing against my hard cock. I grabbed onto his shoulders for support as his words hit my heart, soothing the ache there. “How did I get so lucky?” His words were full of worship. I blinked away the tears blocking my view of him.
“Can I kiss it?” His eyes dropped to my cock before returning to me.
“Please,” I whispered, nodding.
He wrapped a hand around me, then kissed the tip of my cock.
“More,” I breathed when he pulled away. He leaned back in, his dark chuckle traveling all the way to my balls. I felt my face grow hot, which only amused him more.
“Can I put it in my mouth? Just a little bit?”
I felt lightheaded from the sound of his voice, by how much it turned me on. “O-okay.”
I touched myself a lot these days, but nothing compared to him taking me halfway into his mouth. He applied a little suction, moving up and down as his tongue alternated between stroking the vein on the underside and circling over the head. I arched, fingers digging harder into his skin. I tried to back away, but he held me to him with a palm on my ass cheek. I trembled as lights exploded behind my eyes right before I came.
“I’m s-sorry.” My brain felt fuzzy, making it hard to speak. “I didn’t mean to… that fast.”
“It’s okay.” He stood, bringing my gaze back to him. “I’ll have you ready again in no time.” He licked cum from the corner of his mouth. “You taste delicious, by the way.”
In a daze, I slid my palm to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. His mouth tasted salty, the texture creamy. I kept my mouth parted when he pulled away. I wanted more.
