Ten
ALEX looked around the lounge of Leo’s apartment. It was the first time he’d had the opportunity, as his first visit he’d been rather… preoccupied. The apartment was situated on the top floor of a modern block on the outskirts of the city center. A large expanse of glass looked out over a park, affording a picturesque view of the treetops, and beyond them the skyline of the city, already bright with lights against the darkening sky. Alex liked the fact that he could see so much. The sun had set a few hours ago, and the sky was tinged with shades of purple at the horizon. It was a view that made him feel restful.
“Admiring my panorama?” Leo was standing behind him, two glasses of white wine in hand. He offered one to Alex, who took it gratefully, eagerly taking a long drink. Leo chuckled. “Easy there, Alex. You know what you’re like with alcohol, and on an empty stomach too.”
Alex grinned. The wine was delicious, not too dry—perfect, in fact. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly. “Guess I needed a drink right now.”
Leo gave him a warm smile. “Understandable, in the circumstances.”
Alex took another drink, this time a sip, as he looked around the room. The first thing he noticed was the bookcases. There were a great many of them, full to bursting with books. He wandered over, looking along the shelves. Travel books, autobiographies, a lot of detective fiction… and a section that caught Alex’s eye immediately. He stopped in front of a shelf, running his finger along the spines of the paperbacks. What were the odds…?
“You and I seem to have a similar taste in fiction,” he said at last. “When we talked about our reading habits, though, you didn’t mention these.” His cheeks heated up.
Leo was suddenly behind him. He’d moved so silently Alex hadn’t felt him approach. He leaned forward, his breath warm on Alex’s ear. “You have some of these?” he asked quietly.
Alex could feel heat radiating from Leo, his body close behind him, not quite touching. Alex nodded slowly, deliberately keeping his eyes on the books before him. They were by authors whose books were already on Alex’s Kindle—Chris Owen, H.C. Brown, Sean Michael, SJD Peterson, Anna Martin—and they all had a theme in common: BDSM.
About six months ago, Alex had come across a book by Chris Owen that had affected him greatly. It had been the story of a Dom, Tobias, who takes on a new submissive, Noah, and it had plunged Alex into a world he never knew existed, a world that resonated deeply within him. He’d been unable to put the book down, reading long into the night. It had aroused him to such an extent, he’d had to stop reading to relieve himself. His cock had been so hard, it ached. Once he’d finished the book, he’d searched for the others in the series, and then books on the same theme.
“Which ones are your favorites?” Leo asked, slipping his hand around Alex’s waist and pulling him back against Leo’s firm body.
Alex shivered. He pointed to the books by Chris Owen, and then trailed his finger along until it rested on a book by Anna Martin. This had been a recent acquisition, but he’d loved it. He couldn’t begin to describe the effect the book had had on him.
“Why did you like that one?”
Now there was a question. Alex thought hard for a moment before answering. “I liked that Jesse and Will weren’t just sub and Master, they were lovers too.”
Leo’s hand tightened and then relaxed. “Have you read the sequel?” His breath tickled Alex’s ear.
Alex shook his head. “It’s on my Kindle, but it’s in my ‘to be read’ pile.” He took another long swallow of wine, trying to cool the blush in his cheeks. Leo reached around, took the glass from him, and placed it on the coffee table behind them. Leo turned Alex slowly to face him. Alex fixed his eyes on Leo’s broad chest, his nipples visible through the thin, silky fabric of his pale blue shirt, which was already pulled free of his tight jeans.
“No more book talk,” Leo whispered, and then he took Alex’s mouth in an impassioned kiss, his hands suddenly at Alex’s nape. Leo roughly pulled Alex toward him, exploring his mouth with his tongue.
Alex groaned, the kiss exactly what he needed. He let out a low moan as Leo drifted a hand down his spine to the swell of his ass and cupped him, pulling him firmly against Leo’s groin. “Oh yeah,” Alex murmured into Leo’s mouth, the sound swallowed by his urgent kisses.
Leo’s groan reverberated through him. “Can you feel how hard you make me, boy?”
His breath suddenly left his body as Leo grabbed his ass and lifted him. Alex threw his arms around Leo’s neck, holding on tightly as he was carried easily through the apartment to the bedroom, his legs wrapped around Leo’s waist, Leo not ceasing kissing him for an instant. Leo lowered him onto the bed and switched on the bedside lamp, which cast a warm glow around the room. He returned to Alex, his eyes ablaze with lust, before stretching out on top of him, spreading Alex’s legs wide and lying between his thighs, his cock now pressing firmly against Alex’s shaft, which hardened even more inside his jeans.
Alex’s eyes closed as Leo’s mouth took his once more, devouring him eagerly. Oh fuck, this was heaven.
Leo moved against Alex in an increasingly urgent rhythm. Leo broke the kiss to murmur into his ear. “Does that feel good?” Leo’s voice was husky. He propped himself up on his hands, rotating his hips sinuously, grinding his cock against Alex’s shaft, which pressed painfully into the zipper of his jeans. “Fuck, you make me hard, Alex.” Leo knelt up over him, the outline of his cock clearly visible.
Alex couldn’t take his eyes off Leo’s crotch.
Leo chuckled. “Want something, boy?”
Alex couldn’t help it; his eyes flickered up to Leo’s face without thinking. Immediately, he dropped his gaze, only to find himself staring once more at the solid lump of flesh that hid behind Leo’s fly.
Leo’s rich chuckle rolled out once more. He stood at the foot of the bed and began to undress himself, shrugging clear of his shirt before reaching down to unbutton his fly. He paused in his task, his eyes on Alex. “Come here, boy.”
Alex scrambled off the bed toward Leo and stood in front of him, wondering what was about to happen. Leo pulled Alex to him, their lips meeting in a kiss that grew in urgency. Alex let out a stream of soft whimpers and moans as Leo attacked his mouth, fucking him with his tongue. Alex couldn’t help himself. He let his hand drift lower to tentatively stroke Leo’s encased erection. Leo’s resultant moan left Alex in no doubt that he loved it, and he applied more pressure.
Leo broke away, releasing Alex from his embrace. The look in Leo’s eyes…. “Take out my cock, boy.”
Alex froze. He lowered his eyes to Leo’s erection, reaching out with trembling fingers to unzip his fly. He caught Leo’s sharp hiss as he grasped the waistband to ease his jeans down past his hips, freeing Leo’s cock, which rose swiftly, already seeming painfully hard. Alex knelt before Leo to remove his jeans, not a sound passing his lips, and then he stood up, hesitantly taking Leo’s erection in his hand, stroking it slowly along its length.
“Oh, Alex, that’s perfect.” Leo’s whispered praise encouraged him to tighten his grip, stroking faster. Suddenly, Leo put out his hand to lay it on Alex’s chest, stopping him midstroke. “Get undressed.”
There was that edge in Leo’s voice again, the one that went straight to Alex’s cock. Hurriedly, Alex freed himself from his clothing, his eyes flicking constantly to Leo as he reclined on the bed, lying back against the pillows, Leo’s eyes on Alex as he disrobed.
At last Alex was standing nude, trembling, unsure of what was coming.
“Come here, boy.”
The command proved impossible to ignore. Alex clambered onto the bed and crawled hesitantly toward Leo, who spread his legs wide, his cock standing proud, a bead of precome already visible on the tip. Alex fixed his eyes on the mouth-wateringly beautiful shaft as he moved into the space created between Leo’s thighs. Suddenly, he knew what he wanted.
Leo nodded. “Do you want a taste?”
Alex wanted. He’d watched men giving blow jobs on the Internet, and he’d thought about how it would feel to have another man’s cock in his mouth. But he’d never envisaged that, for his first time, he would be going down on someone the size of Leo. There was about seven inches of thick cock standing to attention, he estimated, and Alex felt a brief moment of panic. How the fuck could he get that into his mouth?
His panic must have shown in his expression.
“Start with the head, boy, and take your time.” Alex looked up to see blue eyes regarding him knowingly. He felt his panic ease slightly. Leo nodded encouragingly. “That’s it, boy… take it slow.” His eyes twinkled. “It’s supposed to be enjoyable.”
On hearing his words, Alex grinned. Fuck yeah…. Stop panicking and enjoy the ride, he told himself sternly. He stretched out on his belly between Leo’s thighs, reaching out to grasp his cock around the base. Slowly, he brought his mouth closer and gave the head a tentative lick. The sweetness of precome burst upon his tongue, and he eagerly sucked the flared head into his mouth, running his tongue over the tightly stretched skin and flicking the ridge as he’d seen guys do so many times in video clips.
Oh fuck… the taste of Leo’s cock… the silky skin under his eager tongue…. Alex ran his tongue down the thick shaft, his nose pressing into wiry pubic curls, redolent with the rich, earthy scent of male, before licking back up the thick vein. He returned to his task of sucking that fat head with enthusiasm. Leo’s low moans spurred him on, and he sucked harder, tightening his lips around the shaft.
“Oh yes, boy!” The words were uttered almost reverently, and Leo’s hips rocked up from the bed. Alex wanted to take more of Leo into his mouth, but the last thing he wanted to do was gag on his cock, so he slid his lips lower down the shaft, trying to increase the suction. Leo started to buck, his hips moving just a bit faster now, and Alex’s heart hammered behind his ribs as Leo’s hands came to rest lightly on his head, keeping him in position as Leo’s cock slid in and out of his mouth more fluidly. Panic rose as Leo pushed slightly too far, and Alex found himself gagging as Leo’s cock nudged the back of his throat.
Immediately, Leo pulled back with a loud groan. “Sorry, Alex… your mouth feels like heaven.”
Alex’s heart leaped in his chest. His first blow job… and Leo was loving it. Alex had never been so proud of an achievement in his life. He sucked harder, trying to relax his throat enough to take Leo in deeper, groaning with pleasure as Leo gave a long, low moan.
“Oh fuck!”
Yes! Alex doubled his efforts, Leo’s cock now sliding with ease as he bucked his hips faster, his breathing ragged. Alex fucking loved this.
“Alex, I’m really close. If you don’t pull off soon, I’m going to come in your mouth,” Leo gasped, hips lifting clear off the bed as he fucked Alex’s mouth with abandon.
Oh…. Alex wanted that. He wanted to taste Leo’s come. He increased his suction, but now his hand tightened around the base of the shaft, squeezing and stroking it while he concentrated his efforts on the head, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked that gorgeous cock deep. Leo’s heavy balls tightened, and Alex tried to prepare himself for what was about to happen.
Leo arched his back, his hands tight on Alex’s head, crying out hoarsely as warm fluid spurted into Alex’s mouth, filling it. Alex tried to swallow everything, but there was too much. He had to let some escape, running in rivulets down the length of Leo’s cock, which throbbed with the force of his orgasm. It took a moment for the taste to register, and then Alex had an impression of slight bitterness, though not unpleasantly so.
Leo’s low moans of pleasure hadn’t ceased, and Alex’s sense of achievement soared sky-high. He’d done that. He licked his lips, and as he contemplated Leo’s cock, which hadn’t even begun to soften, a wicked idea occurred to him, one he felt sure would please Leo. Deliberately, he looked up as he slowly licked the come from his cock. He rejoiced as Leo’s eyes widened, his mouth open in a groan of ecstasy as he gazed at Alex, seemingly unable to look away. Alex’s cock was hard, aching, but he ignored it as he lost himself in those glacial blue eyes staring unwaveringly as his tongue licked up every last drop of come.
“Oh, fuck, boy, you’re a natural at this.”
Leo’s breathless words of praise were sweet music to Alex’s ears, and, content at last, he lowered his eyes, his own predicament taking over his thoughts. He reached down to grab his cock, desperate to come.
“That’s mine, Alex.”
Alex froze, hand poised near his aching cock. He let out a whimper, and Leo chuckled.
“Kneel up, boy, kneel between my legs. Let me see that hard cock.”
Alex rose to his knees, trembling, his cock pointing up toward his navel, five and a half inches but nicely thick and uncut.
Leo’s eyes glittered appreciatively as he watched him. “Now jerk yourself off, boy. I want you to come on me.”
Alex grabbed his cock without a second’s hesitation and began to pull at it in long, firm strokes. He was so fucking close….
“That’s it, boy.” Leo sat up, moving toward Alex, his eyes on Alex’s face as he reached down to cup Alex’s balls.
Alex let out a loud groan, one that seemed to have been wrung from his very soul. Leo grinned, reaching behind his balls to stroke a finger over the delicate skin of his perineum, and Alex’s hand began to speed up, faltering briefly in its movement when that finger moved lower, brushing over his hole.
“Oh fuck, boy, I want to be in there soon. I want to fuck you with my fingers until you come.”
That finger pushed slightly, not penetrating him, but the promise was there. And that was all it took to push Alex over the edge, his orgasm barreling down on him with such speed he was robbed of breath as it surged through him, leaving him shaking violently in its wake. His cock jerked in his hand as it shot its load onto Leo’s chest, the air now filled with the scent of come and sex.
“Yes, Alex!” Leo’s acclamation was loud, his delight undeniable. “Look at me when you come!”
Alex met Leo’s eyes, and for a second or two, he was taken aback by the heat that smoldered in that gaze. Alex focused on those eyes, their pupils blown wide, as he pumped the last of his seed onto that wide chest. Leo got to his knees suddenly, pulling Alex against him, the come slick between their bodies as they kissed, fiercely at first, but then becoming more tender as Alex trembled with the aftershocks of his climax.
Leo lowered him gently onto the bed so they were lying on their sides, still locked in a series of long, slow, sublimely sweet kisses. Their hands moved softly over each other, unwilling to break the contact even for a second. Alex’s body was sticky with come, but he didn’t give a damn, lost as he was in Leo’s unrelenting kisses. Soft cries and whimpers escaped as Leo kept right on kissing him, his lips warm and insistent now, easing him down from his orgasm.
At last, the kisses ended. Alex closed his eyes as he lay in Leo’s arms, his heartbeat returning to normal. Naked, covered in come, Leo wrapped around him, Alex had never been so happy.
LEO closed his eyes, relaxing as he lay in the bath, his head supported by a thickly padded towel, warm water scented with sandalwood swirling around him—and Alex lying in his arms, his back snuggled up to Leo’s chest. Alex had his head against Leo’s collarbone, and Leo was running his hands languidly over Alex’s chest, soaping him in lazy circles. Leo had lit a couple of candles and placed them on the side of the bath. He smiled to himself as he recalled Alex’s expression when he’d led him into the bathroom. Maybe lighting candles was a touch feminine, but he loved the ambiance they created. They had been content to enjoy the silky feel of the water for about half an hour now, and Leo was feeling thoroughly melted.
Alex let out a sigh, reaching up to cover Leo’s hand with his own. Right now, the boy was exuding utter contentment, and it delighted Leo. They’d eaten lightly―french bread with cheese and pâté, and another glass of white wine―before Leo had had the brainwave of sharing a bath.
Leo stroked Alex’s cheek softly. Okay, so it was early days for them, but Leo was more than pleased with the progress they were making. He knew Alex was nervous about sex—his body language made that clear—but the way the boy had performed so far was a good indication he and Leo might have the beginnings of chemistry between them.
Alex turned in his arms, touching Leo’s face as they kissed, a tender, passionate kiss that built in intensity. Leo became more and more aroused as he felt Alex’s cock harden against his belly and heard Alex’s breath catch as Leo slid his tongue deep, tasting him, the kiss swallowing Alex’s urgent sounds of pleasure.
Leo broke the kiss, reluctantly. “Nice though this is,” he whispered, “do you want to take this back to the bed?”
Alex’s eyes grew wide, his body tensing.
“No, boy, we’re not going to fuck.” He knew he’d read Alex correctly when the boy exhaled shakily. “I just want you in my arms, in my bed, all night long.”
Alex’s only reply was to pull Leo’s head back to his, deepening the kiss, his soft noises telling Leo so much more than words ever could. And just like that, Leo knew neither of them was ready for sleep yet. But more kisses? Fuck, yeah. Leo could definitely go for more kisses… and sucking. Licking. Stroking. Come to think of it, sleep was overrated.