Way knew Ignis had come and stayed over at the Davis's since he was five and it was always in Bru's room in the basement, he had never gone to the first floor before they started dating besides just once with Way when he was nineteen.
As Way waited at his doorstep with Joanna and Bru close behind him, Way couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if Ignis hadn't taken the first step, all those years ago standing at this exact spot. Would they have landed up together or their unfamiliarity after so many years would have made it impossible? Way wanted to hold Ignis's hand so badly at that moment, not wanting to think about his life without him.
Mr and Mrs. Davis opened the door and welcomed everyone with warm hugs and tearful eyes. The way they treated Ignis made Way feel elated, it was like Ignis was their son and Way the husband. And now he was alone.
Joanna and Mr. Davis were having a very long and intimate conversation on the upcoming elections, Bru was in Way's room taking a nap and Way sat there unfocused. Just nodding his head whenever either of them tried to involve him in the debate.
Way had come out when he was 16 and was steady with a beautiful Cherokee boy, Halian in his class and swim team. They had kissed in every empty corner in school and fucked in all the lonely places he could park his car in the town. The only thing that Way didn't understand is why he hadn't felt any pain like Halian did, when they had parted ways amicably.
He was instantly popular in college, a large hung gay quarterback and pure top was in demand. The first year was all about sex, he had done it all, one to one, one to many, closed group orgies and frat initiations with many to one, always with men.
Once he had fucked a set of Russian twin brothers, making them so hot by just seeing each other being fucked with a huge dick by a large muscular hunk, they ended up making out with each other, while they got fucked one at a time by Way, all night, multiple times.
All of it felt good ... but that was it for Way, he felt for no one. He would fuck around for hours in a party and then come back to his room and finish a paper.
In his back to back almost daily sexual exploits, he had never given a blow job or rimmed any one, his first time to give pleasure besides fucking was with Ignis, which he never told him.
He was spoiled for choices in college, was always the first one to pick fresh meat, he fucked them and left, going back to his books. Never calling anyone back.
Even without trying, his first year results clearly indicated he was extraordinary. His parents were contacted and Way took extra tests and was proved to be prodigal, a fact that his parents knew about him but never acted upon. He levelled up on all his subject classes and was already in year 3 curriculum in his third term.
By the time he was in his third year in college, his life was dedicated to becoming a neuro-surgeon. Everything else was peripheral, he had on and off physical relationships with understudies but that too dwindled off when he was offered internship by the hospital attached to his medical college. And then Ignis happened.
He couldn't help but feel like an asshole as he retraced and relived the day when he and Ignis started this relationship. He saw himself at the door, groggy and horny and instantly hard as he laid his eyes on the extraordinarily good-looking dark boy at his doorstep.
He remembered how it took him a split second to place the tightly muscular, longish black haired, brown eyed and with a billion dollar smile, honey coloured boy as Ignis.
Bru had mentioned, Ignis had come out to him and his family when he was 15, but one touch on his bicep was all it took for Way to jump Ignis's bones.
He never considered what would happen to Ignis and Bru's relationship or how it would affect his relationship with his brother. He didn't even stop to think on where to draw a line in the first thirty minutes with Ignis, he had taken what he wanted selfishly.
He didn't kiss Ignis the first time like a first kiss but had attacked his lips and assailed his mouth with his tongue. He had pushed Ignis on his knees and shoved his dick in his mouth and held him there, making him swallow his cum, Way wasn't small in any sense, both physically and his dick length and width but he hadn't stopped to think if Ignis was comfortable. Ignis went with it and sounded and acted like he wanted it, but he was a virgin, naive to understand he was being used by Way.
He saw in his mind's eyes as he almost shoved Ignis up the stairs, kissing and touching him all over, kneading his ass and squeezing his pecs. He had locked his door behind him, ordered Ignis to take his clothes off, and he had watched him do it with perverted eyes, drinking in all the beauty in front of him, taking but never giving.
He had already put on the condom and lubed his dick by the time Ignis had stripped down to his boxers, he made him lay on his stomach on the bed, his feet on the floor.
He had pushed Ignis's boxers down and inserted his thumb slicked with lube in his hole, followed by his huge dick. Ignis had whimpered and grabbed the bed in front of him, at that moment it made Way feel strong, he felt that he was showing the Latino hunk a good time.
He never stopped to ask if Ignis was enjoying his time as well, he had fucked him hard and slow. After cumming the first time, he had physically picked Ignis by his waist and thrown him on the bed and got behind Ignis and had taken him again.
Ignis held on to the headboard and whimpered through it, Way fucked him like an animal and grunted as he came. He had kissed Ignis's back, disposed of the second condom and went to sleep.
Only when he stirred awake as Ignis was sneaking in the dark looking for his clothes, he realised what he had done. He didn't want Ignis to go just fucked by him, he selfishly didn't want to be lonely on his last night before going to UK and wanted to make it a date.
