Page 26 of Confessions of Pain
“Stop squishing me,” he muttered with another squirm. “You know I hate it when you manhandle me like that.” He twisted his head and grinned at me.
We both knew just how much he enjoyed me manhandling him. “Yeah, right. We both know that, don’t we?” I mocked.
“Let’s try again,” he suggested. “Maybe you could…uh…you might want to try…”
“What?” I frowned down at him. What was he getting at?
His teeth immediately came out and started chewing on his plump bottom lip, the way he always did when he was embarrassed. He gnawed his lip for a few seconds before finally saying, “We could try it like they do in the movies. Try that first. Maybe it would help…loosen things up.”
Even with just a few rays of moonlight coming through the canopy of trees, I could still see his blush. I hadn’t seen any guy on guy movies being shown down at the local one-movie cinema. “What movies?”
He laughed nervously. “You know—porn. Gay porn. You’ve watched some, right?”
Well…no. I didn’t have a computer, the internet, a smartphone. I didn’t have any of the shit Kelsey had. No porn for me, except for the shit starring me and Kelsey that played in a continuous loop inside my head. “Sure,” I lied, not wanting him to know just how inexperienced I was. “What, uh, parts do you want to try first?”
What else could there be? My dick went in his ass. I’d sucked him off, he’d sucked me off. We kissed. Heavy petting? Check. What the fuck was I missing? It was my turn to be embarrassed but instead of chewing my bottom lip, I scowled at him.
True to Kelsey form, my scowl pissed him off.
“You’ve got about three seconds to knock that scowl off your face before I do it, Gabriel. Don’t look at me like that. At least I have some suggestions to try and make this easier.”
“It seems pretty easy for me right now, Kels. You’re the only one complaining,” I teased as I dropped my lips to his spot again. “Trust me, I can make it fit.”
His forehead smacked the forest floor as a string of curse words slid out of pretty mouth. Words that ugly shouldn’t come from a mouth that pretty. Maybe I should spank him? Spanking his bubble ass would definitely be fun. For me.
“You drive me fucking crazy, Gabriel,” he muttered in exasperation. “Give me your finger,” he ordered.
I held my hand to him up without the first clue as to where he was going with this. He moved and wiggled until he was sitting astride my hips and braced over me, one on the ground holding him up and the other hand clasped with mine. He studied my hand, frowned slightly, mumbled something about even my fingers being fucking big, and then maneuvered me until all my fingers were down except for the one I pointed with. Then he turned his eyes back to meet mine.
“If you hadn’t ever watched gay porn before, you should have just told me, Gabriel. There’s no need to act like a total ass just for the hell of it.” He put the tip of my finger between his lips and suckled with just enough pressure to cause my dick to twitch beneath him. “I’ll bring my tablet tomorrow and we can watch some together. You’ll love it.”
Then those pretty lips went all the way down my finger and his tongue swirled around my digit, like he was giving my finger a blow job. His blue eyes crinkled with silent laughter as his head bobbed up and down on my finger until it was dripping with saliva. I didn’t know where he was going with this, but he looked sexier than hell doing it. It didn’t take my teenage mind much inspiration to go straight to him doing that to my dick.
After a few sexy minutes, his mouth slipped off my finger and he said, “Now…put your finger inside me.”
Holy shit. Fuck. Fireworks went off inside of my head. I caught up in an instant.
He yelped in surprise when I lifted him off me and flipped him over onto his belly. I moved behind him, pushed his legs up and had his ass in the air faster than he could finish his cry of alarm. My knees pushed his legs wide apart as I settled behind him. Sure, we’d already tried this position once tonight…but not since he’d dropped that little hint to me seconds ago. I looked down and palmed his beautiful ass. Everything about him was nothing short of perfection. I felt confident and brazen. Thanks to his nudge, I knew exactly what he needed. My hands spread his cheeks apart and for the first time since we’d started meeting each other, since we’d fallen in love with each other, I looked at his most vulnerable spot. He tried to wiggle away and whined something about me embarrassing him, but my grip on his lean hips held him right where I intended for him to stay.
“Embarrassed, Kels? God, you are so fucking beautiful,” I whispered in awe. “Oh, and thanks for the hint, I get it now. I’ve got a plan.” While he was spread open, my tongue found the puckered spot and flickered across the soft wrinkles. Explosions shot through my brain and cock as his taste and scent invaded my senses.
“Shit, Gabriel,” he squealed. “You can’t do that.”
His forehead was resting against the cold ground and his back was arched delicately. I frowned at the faded and fresh bruises. Once again, I was consumed with the need to demand that he stop playing a sport that hurt him…that marred his beautiful flesh. He was mine. I needed to protect him. I wanted to protect him.
His head twisted around to look at me and his blue eyes were dark with lust but still managed to pull off a playful twinkle at the same time. He said, “I didn’t actually mean for you to stop. I thought I would say you shouldn’t do it, but you would say something like how much you wanted to, and then you’d keep on—”
He yelped again when my tongue plunged straight inside of him. The yelp magically turned into a moan of pleasure within seconds—pure, blissful seconds of his sweet moans and throaty groans. When I moved my left hand in the position to keep him spread wide and then reached around with my right hand to stroke his cock, the moans and groans turned into every curse word in his vocabulary and then finally, to just gibberish.
I blinked and felt the tears that trickled down my face as the memory vanished away, like it always did, and left me feeling so fucking alone and empty. Gibberish—but it had been the sweetest sound I’d ever heard in my entire life. It had been in those few minutes that I’d finally realized what it meant to put someone else’s pleasure in front of my own, because when I’d heard those noises he’d been making, I had instinctively known that I would do anything, noeverything, in my power to make sure I heard them again…and again…and again. I had wanted to be the only person in the world to ever hear them—they weremine. He was mine.
Without ever watching the first gay porn flick, I had tongued and fingered him with the skill of a porn star. He’d come with a hoarse shout, his trembling arms had finally given out, and he’d collapsed onto the forest floor. My hands had trembled with love, stronger than anything I’d ever experienced with another human being, as I’d caressed his sweat-coated back. Spasms had shaken his body for several long minutes after he’d come all over my hand. All the while, he’d lain there, his head twisted so he could look at me through heavy-lidded eyes, and whispered over and over that he loved me.
My cock had been throbbing painfully, swollen far past any level of comfort and leaking precum with every beat of my heart. My balls were full and hard, drawn up against my body and begging for release. Every nerve in my body had been crying for release and aching for his touch. There wasn’t a spot on my body that wasn’t rebelling against the fact that I hadn’t gotten to come.
And I had never felt more fucking content in my entire life. I’d given that look of pure exhausted bliss to Kelsey. Me. Because of me, the boy I loved had lain there, unable to do more than blink at me and whisper words of love.
The sounds of the forest tickled my ears. Winds gusted through the trees and leaves rustled pleasantly. The nearby stream trickled. The crickets chirped and somewhere nearby, a squirrel gnawed on something. Although it was silent to all the other living creatures that surrounded me, my heart broke, all over again, and I heard as it shattered into a million pieces. Ethan, Jeremiah, and Titus had worked so hard to piece it back together again and within twenty-four hours, Kelsey humpty-dumptied it all over again.
