Cody — 15
Damn, Adrian tasted good. I wondered exactly how far he’d let me go because more than anything, I wanted to fuck him. I’d be happy just sucking him off, finally getting a taste of him, but if more was an option, I’d take it.
I was kicking myself about being so hesitant about dating him. Yes, he was older than me, but that was something I knew I would come to terms with over time. Right now, though, I wanted to get to know his body with my tongue, hands, and possibly my own painfully constricted dick. I did my best to ignore it, though, instead focusing on Adrian.
I loved that he was hairy. Some of my favorite porn videos were with hairy guys. Yeah, I was still mostly smooth, but I was young and had started to sprout a few hairs here and there. There was always hope, right?
I listened to Adrian’s moans, using them as a guide to what he liked or didn’t. Thus far, it appeared he liked anything. Especially when I played with his balls as I sucked on his cock. I took a chance and ran my finger through the spit that was running down his cock and then probed below his tight sack.
“Yes. Do it, please,” Adrian begged as he opened his legs up widely and grabbed my hair at the same time. I ran my finger gently around his hole before hesitantly pushing in. Saliva wasn’t nearly as good of a choice as lube was, but his hole easily opened, allowing my finger to slide in until I stopped pushing.
“Fuck, please, baby. Yes. Nungh.” I gently pulled my finger out before sliding it back in and finding that magic spot I knew was there. Adrian howled and yanked on my hair, pulling my head down onto his cock, effectively ramming it down my throat when I did.
“Fuck, sorry. Oh god. Oh fuck. I…please don’t stop. So good. I need more.” I looked up Adrian’s body, his cock still in my mouth, my fingers in his ass, and him still with a death grip on my hair. He wanted me—there were no questions about it—and fuck if I didn’t want him just as much.
Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth off his throbbing cock. We both had a more urgent need, and if I didn’t get out of my jeans soon, I feared my dick would be permanently broken. When Adrian started to protest as I removed my fingers, I cut him off.
“Where’s your lube?”
“Umm…lube. In the top drawer of the nightstand,” he said, pointing to the one on the opposite side of the bed. I quickly climbed off as gracefully as I could, unbuttoning and unzipping my own too-tight jeans, giving myself immediate relief.
I walked around the bed, pushing my own pants and boxers down as I went. When I reached the nightstand, I toed off my shoes and kicked off my jeans before reaching down and pulling off my socks. In the drawer I found a bottle of lube but no condoms. Shit. That wasn’t…wait. I had one in my wallet! I absently tossed the lube toward Adrian as I retrieved my jeans, removing my wallet from the pocket. After I found the condom, I dropped everything else and climbed back up on the bed.
“Just in case,” I said as I held up the foil packet.
“Shit. I don’t have…wait, I might have one in my wallet that Bishop gave me, but that’s it. If we’re going to do this, we’ll need to get a box.”
I nodded in agreement, more than ready to be buried in Adrian’s body. “So we have two. Who’s wearing the first one?”
“You are. I want you to fuck me, baby. And don’t hold back—I won’t break.”
I dropped the condom on the bed beside Adrian as I picked up the lube and poured some onto my fingers. When I rubbed them together, it warmed quicker than expected, so I once again circled Adrian’s entrance before pushing in. He moaned as I probed his channel with my finger, and when I pulled out and immediately added a second finger, his dick twitched on his stomach.
I saw the puddle of precome on his stomach, and my mouth watered, wanting nothing more than to lick up the clear liquid. It was my turn to moan when my tongue swiped across the puddle, tasting the salty liquid. I needed more of that, and I knew exactly where to get it, so I once again swallowed Adrian’s cock.
“Fuck!” I heard from above me seconds before he tightly gripped my hair again as his hips rose off the mattress, effectively pushing his cock back in my mouth. I moaned around it, causing him to groan. “So good, Cody. More fingers.”
I nodded and pushed a third finger into the tight opening, and it was then that I started to feel a little initial resistance, but that quickly passed at the same time Adrian groaned and my mouth got another spurt of precome. Damn, but he was hot. Especially like this.
“Baby, I need you to fuck me. Hard. I’m not going to last long if you keep sucking on me. It’s too damn good.”
I nodded as I pulled my fingers out and my mouth off his cock. I licked up his hip and over to the green frog on his hip before I climbed up his body and lay down on top of him. We both groaned when our cocks bumped, but I cut his off with my own mouth when I crashed my lips back onto his.
Adrian grabbed my ass and ground our dicks into each other as tightly as he could while our mouths fought for dominance. In the end, I won, but only because Adrian pulled away and let go of my ass.
“Condom. Please, Cody.”
I reached for it but had to get up from my position to hunt it down as it had slid away and was now next to Adrian’s hip. I tore it open, and after rolling it onto my throbbing and painful cock, I grabbed the bottle of lube that Adrian was holding out to me.
“Thanks. Do you need or want more prep?”
“No, just go slow at first.”
I nodded, knowing I’d never want to hurt Adrian or anyone else for that matter, so I had no problems going slow. Once I was slicked up, I smeared a little more lube around Adrian’s opening before I tossed the bottle back on the bed somewhere.
Grabbing my cock at the base, I held it out, and once I lined up with Adrian’s hole, I started to gently push in. I kept glancing at his face, making sure he wasn’t in a great deal of pain, but all I saw was lust and need. “Push a little more.”
“You sure?” It had been a while since I’d been in this position, and I really didn’t want to go too fast and hurt him.
“Yeah.”
I did, and when the head of my cock finally popped through Adrian’s hole, we both moaned. Damn, he was tight. I looked up to his face as I gently leaned over him, but he had other ideas and grabbed my hips and pulled me into his body faster than I would have thought comfortable. When I bottomed out, I felt his channel squeeze around me, making us both gasp.
“Fuck. Yes. So good, just like I knew. You ready?”
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
“Baby, I’ve been ready. Fuck me, please.” I nodded, and after propping myself up on my elbows, I pulled out and thrust back in. Damn, he felt so good. And the noises he was making—they alone were enough to send me over the edge. Thankfully, I was able to hold off.
I couldn’t quite get the angle I was hoping for, so I paused long enough to sit up on my knees. I pushed Adrian’s legs back a little more, and when I had him where I wanted him, I pushed back inside. Once I was there, I wrapped my arms around his thighs and held on as I started thrusting my hips, causing my cock to go in and out of his tight opening.
It had been so long since I’d had sex, and that combined with the warm, tight heat surrounding my cock, and Adrian’s grunts and groans, I quickly found myself about to come. I had to back off a bit, or this would be over far too soon. Something I definitely didn’t want to happen.
“More. Almost there. Just a little harder, baby,” Adrian pleaded, and I couldn’t tell him no, so I did as requested. I thrust in and out as hard and fast as I could and watched in awe as Adrian’s hard cock started spewing across his stomach and chest, completely untouched. I’d only ever seen that in porn but damn was it hot.
“Yesssss!” he shouted as he pulled on the blanket under him and thrashed his head from side to side. I chased my own orgasm, and when I felt my balls start to tingle, I knew I was done. I thrust three more times before my toes curled and I emptied into the condom, deep in Adrian’s body.
Unable to hold myself up any longer, I let go of his legs and fell forward onto my hands. Not able to pass up the opportunity to finally get a full taste of Adrian, I leaned down and ran my tongue through the thick white mess on his chest. When I got my first taste of it, my tongue wanted more, so I kept licking while my cock continued to release inside the condom.
“Fuck that’s so hot.” I looked up at Adrian and hesitantly moved in for a kiss, unsure if he would want to kiss me afterward, but I should have known he would think it was hot. When I didn’t move fast enough for his liking, he threaded his hands into my hair again and tugged me down for a scorching hot kiss. I moaned into his mouth, but I pulled away all too soon, knowing I had to take care of the condom.
“No, come back,” Adrian said when I tried to sit up, making me laugh.
“Damn, you’re needier than I thought you’d be. I’ll be right back; I have to take care of the condom.”
“No, that means you’ll pull out.”
“I have to, Adrian. I’m starting to soften,” I told him as I sat back up onto my knees. Grabbing the condom at the base of my cock, I slowly pulled out, both of us moaning when I finally pulled free. “I’ll be right back,” I told him as I rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. I found the washcloths on the shelf, so I grabbed one and wetted it with hot water, then wrung it out and took it into the bedroom to clean up Adrian. Damn, he was sexy as fuck. He had a happy, relaxed look about him, and I couldn’t help but strut a little. I’d done that.
I knew there was no way I’d ever be able to compete with the guys in his past, or his future, but for now, he wanted me and I was going to accept that. I quickly wiped up his lubed hole and then the come from his hairy chest and stomach before I grabbed the condom wrapper and went back to the bathroom to get rid of both.
“You know you didn’t have to do that,” Adrian said as I came back into the room.
“I didn’t mind. And it was the least I could do considering. Did I hurt you?”
“No, baby, you didn’t. Come here,” Adrian said as he held out his arms. I eagerly crawled back into bed with him and did something I’d never done before: I cuddled, and damn if it wasn’t nice. I curled up on Adrian’s shoulder, and he ran his hand gently up and down my back as we both simply enjoyed the moment. “You okay?”
“Yeah, why?”
“You’re quiet. I wanted to make sure you weren’t going to freak out.”
“No. I’m not uncomfortable having sex with men. I actually enjoy it quite a bit.”
“Good. Will you stay the night? Or do you need to get home?” Adrian asked as he went back to running his hand up and down my back. It felt good, and I’ll admit, I didn’t want it to end.
“I can stay. But I have to get up early. I work tomorrow morning and have to be there at six. Still want me to stay?”
“Absolutely. Later on we’ll get dinner and eat on the porch if you want.”
“I want. But this is nice. Can we stay like this for a while?” I asked, too relaxed and content where I was.
“Yeah, baby, we can. Cody?”
“Hmm?”
“Thank you.”
I reluctantly pulled away from Adrian long enough to look into his eyes. “For what?”
“This. For trusting me enough with this part of you. For not freaking out. I know I can come on strong, but I promise, I’ll never intentionally hurt you. But I really want to give this a try.”
“Then we give us a try. I like you. My parents are going to flip, but Evelyn will love you. You sure you still want me to stay?”
“Yes. I hope this won’t be a onetime thing. There will be mornings I have to be up stupid early, but that doesn’t mean I won’t want you to spend the night. We’re adults, baby, not kids in high school out on a school night. Besides, if you leave, how will I tell you about my tattoo?”
“Valid point. All right, I’ll stay. Now, tell me about this cute little frog on your hip,” I said as I traced my fingers over the spot I knew had the brightly colored frog that was currently hidden by shorts.
“It’s actually pretty simple, really. The phrase is ‘if a frog had wings, it wouldn’t bump it’s ass a hoppin’. So, if a person didn’t have to put up with a lot of shit, they wouldn’t.”
“So, you’ve put up with a lot of shit, I take it?” I asked.
“You have no idea how much shit I put up with because of Bishop. He’s a good guy and he’s been rooting for the two of us, but damn, can he be annoying as fuck. Before Bishop it was Jamie. And David.”
I growled at the mention of Adrian’s ex-husband, causing him to chuckle. I snuggled back into Adrian’s side, comfortable and content. I discovered I really liked being held. Was it because it was Adrian or that I liked it in general? Either way, I had no plans on moving for a while yet. I was so relaxed and warm that I quickly dozed off, the sound of Adrian’s heartbeat the lullaby that pulled me the rest of the way into slumber.