This is a joke. Because there's no way, no way, I heard him say the words I've wanted to hear for the last two years.
Sticking my fingers in my ears, I jiggle them. "I've gotta get these things checked, 'cause I think heard you say something about us making love, but that can't be right."
Slade laughs, grabbing my fingers from my ears. "Smartass, you know you heard me. Aaron, you... me... us... make love... now," he says between kisses.
As excited as I am, I have to make sure this is what he really wants, so I pull away reluctantly. "Jones, stop, we have to talk."
When he tries leaning in again, I hold him back. With a defeated sigh, he moves away with his back against the arm of the couch. I hate seeing the hurt in his eyes as he looks away whispering, "I turned you down too many times. You don't wanna be with me now, do you?"
I shake my head vehemently moving in closer to him. "How can you say that? I want you. You know I do."
"Aar, I...," he starts but I continue.
"Jones, two years of getting the Heisman from you, and now all of a sudden you're ready. C'mon, you're only doing this 'cause I'm leaving," I whisper, "but you don't have to, okay?"
He frames my face in his hands. "Baby, this ain't about you leaving, it's about us being together. I'm ready."
I bring his hands to my chest. "Okay. What if I do something wrong and hurt you?"
Slade leans his arm against the back of the couch resting his cheek on his fist. He shrugs shaking his head. "There's nothing you can do to avoid that. They say the first time will be painful and weird, but it starts to feel good, especially when you're with someone you love. And, I've taken some precaution too."
My eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Who says? What precaution?"
He blushes taking a deep breath. "People who've written about their first time said it. The precaution means less chance for an 'accident' to happen. So, we have nothing to worry about everything'll be fine."
Thrown by his admission, I stare at him, thinking back to earlier in the truck. "You said, 'something you've wanted for a long, long time'. This was it. How long have you had this planned?"
His eyes drop. "Since a week before your birthday."
In disbelief, I exclaim, "What?!"
He nods. "I was gonna surprise you after the party, but I acted like such a douchebag, and I hurt you. I ruined a special day for you, for us," he pauses a few seconds, "and that's the reason why I wanted to walk home. I had to come up with a way to make it right. That's why I suggested we come up here. Aaron, I want our first time to be special, baby, and it will be. All you have to do is let it happen."
Slade leans in, but I hold him back. Raking my hands through my hair, I put my head on his shoulder. He kisses my ear. One of his hands rests on my neck while interlacing our fingers with the other.
"Aar, look at me," he whispers. I raise my head, and our eyes meet. "You never questioned when I asked you to stop. You knew I wasn't ready without me having to say anything. Why are you questioning me
now
when I'm telling you that I want this... that I want you?"
Why am I questioning him? For two years, this is what I've wanted: to give my virginity to the man I'm in love with.
I hear a low rumble of thunder in the distance, the lightning gone, the rain has slowed and drums in tune to "Adore" by Prince playing in the background.
All my inhibitions are out the window the instant his lips touch mine. Grabbing the back of his neck, I ferociously attack his lips, and he kisses back with the same lip bruising intensity. Our tongues dance in an intimate tango to see who will surrender to the other. His prodding tongue is forceful but soft. Slade nibbles on my bottom lip, and like putty in his hands, I'm pliable, and I surrender to him.
I grasp his shirt; pulling him on top of me, his body presses mine against the arm of the couch, the lumpy pillow uncomfortable against my lower back, but I don't care. He grinds against me, as he starts his sensual assault on one ear, and moving gracefully over to the other.
Craving more of him, I take off his shirt, and my hands traverse the familiar terrain of his torso. He exhales a low, long breath when I envelop his left nipple in my mouth, and gasps when I flick my tongue over it. His lips linger close enough to my ear to touch but not quite. His warm breath sends little shots of electricity through my body. He lightly runs his fingers through my hair as my lips move across his chest.
He removes my shirt and stretches his body out on top of mine. We make out passionately with lots of neck and lip sucking. When I sit up, he straddles my lap, and gently rocks his hips. My eyes close feeling him slide one hand between us.
"I can't wait to feel you inside me, baby" he murmurs, stroking my already hard cock.
When I open my eyes, my heart skips several beats upon seeing the calmness, love, and desire in his eyes. I whisper, "Bedroom."
Standing up, Slade picks up the condom, and entwines our fingers, placing a kiss to the back of my hand. With a motion of his head towards the bedroom, he smiles leading me to the back of the cabin. We kiss and paw at each other along the way only stopping when we fall on the bed in a laughing heap.
Backing away, I stand at the foot of the bed; he sits up placing his hands on my waist, as he kisses and licks my stomach. His hands travel down inside my shorts, massaging my ass while he pushes my shorts down. He places his forehead on my chest and I lovingly kiss the top of his head.
He smiles at me and lays back. I slide off his shorts, giving little kisses up each leg, up to his stomach, all the way to his neck. He hums happily when our lips touch. He gradually backs up, only stopping when his head hits the pillow. I smile down at him, he nods, as if to say, 'keep going'.
I glide my hands over his soft, muscular body.
"This right here is so sexy," I say, kissing his wispy, brown treasure trail, and he laughs softly. His thick shaft leaks its clear, pearly release onto his thigh, and I lap it up. His curly dark-brown hairs tickle my nose as I take him deep. His back arches off the bed, as the grip he has in my hair tightens. I lick the sensitive underside of his length repeatedly, and he moans deeply.
I move up to lay beside him. Our teeth clash in another fiery kiss. Slade groans. In an unexpected move, he rolls me onto my back, planting rushed kisses all over my face and neck. I squirm under his aggressive but affective attention.
He licks my navel with a relentless vigor, and I can't stop my quiet whimpers. He hovers above my painfully engorged erection. The anticipation heightened only by his deliberate movements. I collapse against the pillow from feeling the warmth of his mouth surrounding me. He sucks my cock as if it's a narrow straw trying to suck up a thick shake. I'm cross-eyed feeling him massage my balls along with his hard sucking. My throbbing member jerks and he pulls back.
Slade sits atop me. Writhing under him, he gasps and closes his eyes. I grab his waist, grinding our hips together; he moans letting his head fall forward. Clasping the back of his neck, I pull him down peering into his gorgeous blue eyes. Our mutual undulating continues with my heavy pants and his moans melding together in a steamy, erotic bouillabaisse and ending with a deep kiss.
