Chapter Fifteen

Carlos

“I don’t know about you,” Nate said. “But I feel amazing. This is amazing. Everything is amazing.”

I grinned, looking over at him. He was standing on the balcony, a cup of coffee in his hands. I was sitting in a wicker chair, reading a book. I looked out over Barcelona, where his eyes were, and nodded.

“It is pretty amazing.” I agreed. Nate came over to where I was sitting and took the book out of my hands. He placed it on the end table beside the chair and then climbed into my lap, his legs hanging over one side of the chair. “I was reading that,” I said.

“I am an attention whore. Give me attention.”

My stomach rumbled with the laughter that pulsed through me. He was not kidding about that. He had a new lease on life and he was not wasting a second of it. It was rather brilliant. I did as he asked and wrapped my arms around him, pulling his body even nearer to me. I pressed my lips to his, humming softly as he kissed me back.

I stood up from the seat, carrying him with me as I did. His arms wrapped around my neck as I carried him into the house. My family was out at that point in time so I would not get any looks. I walked up the stairs to the bedroom that Nate and I were sharing during our stay there.

As we reached the room and I shut the door behind us, Nate hopped out of my arms. He wasted no time in undressing me. I had barely taken his shirt off before he got down on his knees before me.

“Dios mio,” I murmured as Nate took me into his mouth.

He pulled off for the briefest of seconds. “No hands,” he said.

Grinning, I put my hands behind my back, locking my wrists. Nate had finally told me that I had been his first lover. His only experience had been with toys before he had met me. I cannot lie; it turned me on to know that I had been his first. We had made love for the first time since he had been discharged from the hospital that night.

Nate had gone down on me for the first time. It had felt exquisite; especially knowing that mine was the first cock that he had ever taken into his mouth. There had only been one thing that bothered Nate. No matter how much I assured him that what he was doing had felt incredible and he truly was giving me pleasure, he was having a race with himself. He desperately wanted to make me cum with nothing but his mouth. No help from me or my hands, and no help from his own hands. He was determined.

I groaned as Nate went to work on my cock. He was hungry and I looked down to see that his eyes were shut as he lost himself to the task at hand… well, at mouth. I bit down on my lip to stifle a whimper as he took the full length all the way into his throat, his nose pressed against the dark curls at my groin. Somehow, he managed to open his mouth the slightest bit around my cock and I could feel the tip of his tongue flicking lightly along my ball sack.

“Fuck. Fuck. Nate!”

Nate moaned around my member, pulling back off of my cock and smiling up at me. He leaned his head to the side, his own hands behind his back, and bent forward to take my balls into his mouth. I breathed in and out deeply as he sucked on them. Before I thought that I could not take it anymore, Nate moved back to take my cock into his mouth. He sucked hard on the head, the hollows in his cheeks appearing, swirling his tongue all around it like it was an ice-cream.

I was lost in pleasure. I was going to explode in no time. He was going to get his wish pretty soon. It was as if he knew as much without me having to tell him. Nate took more of me into his mouth. He ferociously sucked me off, bobbing his mouth forward forcefully. I could hear him gag slightly as I entered his throat. His lack of practice meant that he gagged nearly every time that he deep throated me but honestly, the sound turned me on more than I could possibly express. I was going to miss it when he became an expert.

A low grunt escaped my mouth as Nate did the thing where the tip of his tongue flicked out against the underside of my shaft and onto my balls. That time was pretty close, in my opinion. Another grunt escaped, more like a whimper. He was keeping me deep inside his throat for so long and his tongue was driving me crazy.

“Nate,” I whispered. I felt the tension explode and started pumping my load directly into his throat. I had no control whatsoever.

He pulled back slightly and the rest of my cum ended up in his mouth. He drank it down hungrily. I looked down at him as he sucked, my head tingling with sensitivity. He was smiling around the head of my cock. I had never seen anything sexier before.

Finally, once he had drained me of my cum, Nate pulled back. He got up onto his feet and hugged me, wrapping his arms around my neck. I pulled him in and held him close.

“I did it!” he said. He was so excited that it was cute. He somehow kept that childlike innocence whilst being incredibly naughty and the combination was heady.

“Fuck,” I said. “Yes, you most certainly did. Well done.”

Nate pulled back from my hug and grinned at me. “I hate to tell you this, but you are going to have to put your clothes back on. I’m pretty sure that I heard a car come up the driveway a minute or two ago. The last thing you want is for Mama Ramirez to walk in on this right now.”

“You are going to be the death of me. Do you realize that?”

He stuck his tongue out at me playfully, picking his shirt up off of the floor and putting it on. I was disappointed to see his gorgeous body disappear from my sight. “I promise I’ll make it up to you later, mi amor.”

“I love it when you speak to me in my mother tongue.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss to my lips as I pulled my jeans back on.

That evening, Nate got to make paella with my mother. It was the best paella I have ever had in my entire life and I have had a lot of paella throughout my entire life.