Crush

Chay barely remembered following Drew up the stairs to his bedroom. His mind had been a whirlpool of concerns and fears. He kept asking himself a series of questions that all began with ‘what if’. Chay almost changed his mind twice before he made it to the second landing.



Drew must have sensed this. The young man turned his attention to distracting Chay from analyzing the situation with caresses and kisses. Boldly Drew cupped Chay’s bottom, whispering to him how firm and perfect it was. He told Chay that he couldn’t wait to see him naked--that he couldn’t wait to have Chay bend over and present his pretty little ass to get fucked.



No matter how many times Chay witnessed it happen he didn’t think he’d ever completely get used to Drew’s displays of dominance. It was if a switch had been flipped inside the young man. The laughing, joking, easygoing Drew became shadowed by a more serious, dominant, sensual side. And just as Drew’s became completely dominate Chay easily fell into the naturally submissive role. It excited him to have Drew control him, to steer him down the path where Drew wanted them to go, to claim every part of his body with warm touches from those big, capable hands.



Chay melted easily into the bigger man’s arms, leaning his weight against the larger frame with no fear that Drew wouldn’t keep him from falling. Drew startled a jump out of Chay when his big hands slid beneath the waistband of Chay’s sweats and underwear to cup his naked bottom. Arms wrapped around Drew’s torso, Chay went up on his toes, begging for Drew’s drugging kisses,and at the same time Drew squeezed his ass.



Drew dropped a kiss on Chay’s mouth but teasingly did not allow for a deeper kiss. The pads of Drew’s fingers slid along the crevice between Chay’s buttocks. Chay whimpered and wiggled his bottom, pushing his swollen cock against Drew’s hard abdomen. “So soft and hot.” Drew pushed his thumb between Chay’s buttocks, teasing the tender flesh so gently it almost tickled.



A shiver traveled over Chay’s body when Drew’s index finger tapped against his tightly clenched ring. “I bet it’s going to be even hotter inside,” Drew said.



Squeezing his eyes closed, Chay tried to concentrate on holding his orgasm back. He had no doubt that Drew could make him come again from uttering just a few wicked words. When Drew started to circle his ring with the tip of his finger, Chay started to squirm. “Drew,” he whimpered. The thought of being penetrated, even by a relatively small thing as single finger sent twin shivers of arousal and fear down Chay’s spine.



He wasn’t sure if he was ready to go that far just yet. Having never had anal intercourse before did not make him ignorant. Chay had long ago satisfied his curiosity to the inner working of gay sex back in college. He knew it would hurt the first time—at least a little—and if Drew weren’t careful, a lot.



Pressing his cheek against Drew’s chest, Chay said, “I don’t know if I’m… ready for that.” Chay held his breath, listening to the steady thud of Drew’s heartbeat. He waited for Drew to answer.



Drew responded by moving his hand and placing it around Chay’s slender waist; pushing up the sweatshirt he gently stroked Chay’s back. “Hey, we don’t have to do that tonight, baby. Just want to be close to you. Just want to be able to hold you and taste you and make us both feel good.”



Relief loosened the stiffness from Chay’s limbs. He hadn’t thought that Drew would force him, but he’d been afraid to disappoint the younger man.



“I won’t lie and say I’m not looking forward to being inside you, but if you’re afraid out first time and can’t relax, it will hurt. I’m willing to push when I think you need it, when I think you can do more than you believe you can. But I’m not willing to hurt you Chay.”



Fingers lightly curled Chay’s braid around themselves and Drew tugged at it until Chay took the hint and lifted his head to look up at him. There were no traces of anger or amusement on Drew’s face. Blue-gray eyes locked onto his brown ones and held his gaze. “I want you to know that, Chay. I will never hurt you, not like that. Never intentionally.”



Chay nodded. He believed Drew. For all his displays of dominance Drew had never hurt him, never left bruises when holding him down. Even when pushing Chay against the wall, making him feel every inch of Drew’s bigger body, Drew seemed to know Chay’s limits. Chay had never felt suffocated or panicked.



Somewhere along the way Chay had decided that he would trust Drew until he gave him a reason not to. So far, that hadn’t happen. Drew had always been honest, arrogant and selfish, yes, but he’d never denied any of those traits.



He couldn’t claim later that he’d walked into this relationship blind. He’d given Drew his hand downstairs, knowing what would happen if he did.



“Say it. I want to hear you say that you trust me.”



When Chay started to lower his eyes out of habit, Drew tugged the braid, reminding him where his attention needed to be. It was hard looking Drew in the eye. Naturally, Chay tended to look at a person’s chin or in the case of his classroom over the heads of students.



Drew wasn't letting him hide. Chay swallowed hard and licked his lips, “I…I trust you.”



Drew nodded. “Good. Now, tell me want you want to happen next.”



Chay’s heartbeat accelerated at the prospect of speaking such forbidden things out loud. This he hadn’t planned on. He’d been more than happy to be on the receiving end of whatever Drew wanted. If Drew were calling the shots, Chay didn’t have to analyze every little thing to death. He didn’t have to be in charge.



He didn’t want to be in charge.



The fist around his braid tugged again, this time more impatiently. Drew pulled his head back until his neck was bared. The bigger man dipped his head and pressed his tongue to the hollow at Chay’s throat. “Tell me what you want to happen, Chayton. Do you want me to suck you off again? To lick your nipples? What?” Drew hummed against his throat. “Tell me.”



Chay panted. Said nipples tightened at the prospect of getting attention from that talented mouth. Trapped inside the soft cotton of underwear and sweatpants Chay’s cock jerked and wept more pre-cum. He did want those things. He wanted Drew to touch and caress him anywhere he could reach, but Chay had trouble saying the words, because he wanted something even more than his own physical pleasure.



“I-I want whatever you want, Drew.”



Drew groaned; warm air streamed across the skin of Chay’s throat, raising goose bumps. “Fucking A. You are perfect, Chayton.”



Drew pressed an open-mouth kiss to the side of Chay’s neck, then flicked out his tongue to lap a trail up to Chay’s chin. He nipped at the rounded flesh, before nudging Chay’s head back down for a kiss.



Chay clung to Drew as the bigger man once again claimed his mouth, giving no quarter as his tongue swept inside to lick and taste. Chay mewled low in his throat as he met each liquid swipe of Drew’s tongue with his own. Drew gently suckled his tongue before releasing it, only to return to do so again.



The hand on Chay’s waist returned to his bottom, dragging him firmly into Drew’s body so there was no way he could mistake the hard evidence of need. Chay rubbed against the tent in Drew’s jeans, wanting to touch and explore but too shy to ask.



Drew finally pulled back slightly from their kiss to lick at Chay’s lower lip. “You want what I want, Chay? Then I want you to taste me.”



Chay nodded. Yes. I want to taste you, very badly. Before Chay had even known there was a name to his natural tendencies h had realized that nothing would make him happier in his sex life than being able to pleasure a man with his mouth. Internet porn had only increased his desire for the experience of sucking cock. Most of the twinks he watched seemed to be just as into it as their tops.



Chay had even gotten so desperate for the experience that he considered proposing the idea to one of his acquaintances at college, but he lost his nerve. He’d settled for experimenting with a cucumber, but that too had been dissatisfying and too embarrassing to even make him hard. He decided he would need the real thing. Not even a dildo would do.



And now Chay going to get his wish.The fact that Drew had ordered him to do it made it somehow more thrilling.



Andrew released his hair and stepped back, breaking their contact. Loss of body-heat almost had Chay reaching for the other man. He felt cold and lonely without Drew’s strong arms around him, without Drew’s body heat seeping through his clothes.



Uncertain, Chay took a step toward Drew.



Drew shook his head. “Strip.”



Chay blinked, his sluggish brain took its time translating Drew’s orders.



Drew toyed with the belt on his jeans. “I won’t let you suck my cock until you are completely naked, baby.”



Chay whimpered. Galvanized into action, Chay whipped his sweatshirt over his head and pushed down his sweats. Chay could hear the clink-clack of Drew’s belt being unloosened as he busied himself getting rid of his clothes. He stared, wide-eyed, as Drew left off with the belt long enough to shrug out of his shirt and fling it behind him. Those big hands went back to the belt. A silver gaze warned him to attend to his own business, to be undressed before Drew was.





He stumbled trying to kick his way out of his sweats. Chay simply could not be bothered to look down long enough to step out of them. His eyes roamed hungrily over every inch of Drew's sun-kissed skin as it was revealed to him. Drew’s body was exquisite. Chay could see why girls and guys fell all over themselves to be a part of Drew’s inner-circle.



Mouth salivating at the thought of being able to lap across each brick of muscle in Drew’s ripped abdomen, Chay's eyes followed the light treasure trail to the top of Drew’s white underwear and splayed jeans.



Drew hooked his thumbs into each article of clothing and slowly pulled them down. Drew had to peel his underwear away from his stiff cock before he could get them past his waist. His cock stood straight out, both longer and thicker than Chay’s and a shade darker than the pale skin surrounding it—skin that had never been kissed by the sun that had darkened the rest of Drew’s tanned body. Kicking away the pants, Drew lifted his feet to pull off his socks before he pointed to the carpet in front of him.



Chay moved swiftly to kneel on the floor before the younger man. This close up he could see the tiny details he had missed before, like the fine road map of veins beneath the surface of Drew’s cock. The perfect pale-pink, mushroom-shaped head of Drew’s cock looked fit to plunder the depths of his eager mouth.Drew’s nearly hairless sack had drown up tight beneath the base of his cock. Fine hairs sparkled like gold filaments along Drew’s muscled thighs and calves.



Chay balled up his hands, eager to touch, but not willing to without Drew’s permission.



Drew startled Chay when he reached around him to grab the end of his braid. A plucking sound indicated Drew was removing the hair band from his braid. Drew began to undo the plait, freeing the wavy dark tresses to fall around his back.



While he did this, Drew took a step forward, silently offering himself to Chay.



Drew’s cock slid along Chay’s cheek, leaving a small trail of wetness. Chay moaned and turned his head, burying his nose against the neat triangle of light brown hairs at the base of Drew’s cock. The hair was softer than he imagined, tickling at his nose as he dragged the scent of arousal and clean musk deep into himself.



Resting his hands on Drew’s thighs so as not to fall over, Chay made himself ignore the hard bar of hot flesh sliding along his cheek, knowing the reward would be much sweeter if he waited a bit. Besides he wanted to stretch this moment out as long as he could. Already primed to shoot, Chay knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long if he sucked Drew off now. Instead, he explored the hidden places on a Drew’s body that he had always fantasized exploring on a man.



Drew had an amazing Apollo’s belt. Chay ran more toward slender than muscular so his own was not quite as pronounced. Touching his tongue to the beginning of the iliac furrow, Chay ran his tongue from hipbone to the crease of Drew’s leg. Once there, he tongued the soft, sensitive strip of flesh, delighting in Drew’s soft moan and the feel of a heavy hand threading through his loose hair to cradle the back of his skull.



Chay sucked at that patch of skin, drawing blood to the surface until it was a rosy red. Satisfied with his work, he licked his way back up the iliac furrow and flicked his tongue across Drew’s flat belly. Drew cupped his head on both sides the moment Chay plunged his tongue into the shallow crescent of Drew's navel.



“Chay, fuck, you little minx.”



Chay laughed softly, lifting one hand to encircle the base of the cock now trapped between his chest and Drew’s thigh. Chay’s fascination quickly revolved around the steely, yet soft shaft in his hand. A slight tightening of his grip made Drew moan and allowed Chay to feel the pulse of blood flowing through the hard column of flesh. Gentle sweeps of his fingertips revealed the pattern of delicate veins beneath the silky skin.



Chay lowered his gaze to see what his hands were feeling. He detected a faint scar beneath the flared hood of Drew’s cock, one he recognized as well as his own from where his foreskin had been removed as a baby.



It wasn’t long before touching was no longer enough. Less sure about utilizing his nearly non-existent oral skills, Chay set about learning slowly.



Very slowly.



***

If Andrew had been a dragon he would have been breathing fire. He’d always prided himself on being able to hold out on his own orgasm until he’d assured the pleasure of his partner. Jeremy had drilled that philosophy into him. A Dom’s foremost duty was to see to the pleasuring of his sub first.



Chay was making it hard. Damn hard. Drew didn’t think his dick could swell any bigger or throb any more painfully until Chay started flicking his little, pink tongue at the head of Drew’s cock. The touch was as about as substantial as a butterflies wing. After the torture of withstanding Chay’s tactile exploration, Drew didn’t think his nerves could handle it and he’d be damned if he would come anywhere but in Chay’s mouth.



Deciding that a little bit of guidance was in order, Drew gently directed Chay’s oral ministrations. “Suck me. That’s it. Harder. A little harder, Chay. Make me…Ahhhh!”



Drew’s eyes flickered open and closed, fighting to stay focused on those hollowed cheeks and busy tongue. Chay’s eyes, on the other hand, were closed, his expression rapturous. There could be no doubt that Chay enjoyed sucking cock. Every trace of awkwardness and hesitation had bled out of him in the face of it.



Without being directed, Chay worked more of Drew’s cock into his mouth. Naturally his lips slid over his teeth to protect Drew’s shaft, and that wicked little tongue swirled and dipped against the sensitive base of Drew’s cock.



Drew was embarrassingly close to coming. Not even cock-hound, Jeremy had reduced him to this much sensation in under two minutes. But then he’d never cared for Jeremy the way he did for Chay. Chay’s untutored and somewhat sloppy technique came across more heartfelt than any one of Jeremy’s mind-blowing assaults.



Tightening his fingers in Chay’s hair, Drew felt it was only fair to warn him. “I’m coming, baby!” He’d give Chay the choice of backing off even though he'd much rather come in that perfect little mouth. “Oh, fuck!” Chay had better move if he didn’t want to catch a face full…



Chay didn’t move. If anything he surged further down Drew’s cock, until he had nearly half of it buried in his mouth. Losing some of his finesse in the face of a full mouth, Chay grazed Drew with his teeth. But it didn’t matter. Drew was already half-way there. A combination of unfulfilled pleasures and long days of yearning brought Drew’s orgasm to roaring, near-painful life. He came in spurts that jerked the entire lower half of his body. Keeping his eyes open to witness Chay swallowing his cum was a monumental effort he just barely managed.



Hearing Chay moan was worth it. Watching Chay tremble and cry out around a mouthful of Drew’s cock as he came on floor was just about the most beautiful thing Drew had ever seen.



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Sex slows me down. Took me a long time to work out how I wanted this scene to go down and about just as long to execute it. I've done a few sweeps for edits and I'll be editing a few more times before the final product. Hope you guys enjoyed the action. Til Next Time...