9pm. Rainthuds. Howling. Fog. A storm was engulfing New York. Making it almost impossible to head outside. Cozy inside their shared NYC apartment, Cole and Kai were inside a sanctuary all their own. While outside it looked like the day of reckoning had finally come... Inside lounging over Cole's oversized couch in nothing but tank tops and boxer shorts, Pizza boxes littering the floor along with empty Coca-Cola cans and both their shoes which had been mindlessly discarded. The place had truly become a total mancave in the last 24 hours. But hey!
Cole usually loved organization and cleanliness, but when he brought over people he genuinely felt comfortable with and he felt he could be his true crazy, disheveled self with, he loosened up the rules. Kai was that and more. He was the antithesis of the stuck up, plastic and totally fake types he'd have to put up with for years in High School. Nothing irked him more than privileged ignorance and having to keep any sort of perfect white picket fence facade. Fuck that! Kai was this kind, talented New Zealander who he'd met on his college campus. New to the states. With a brain. And an actual personality.
Not to mention he also has a beautiful smile, gorgeous jet black hair... and those killer abs... Swoooooooonnnn.
Though Cole tried to distract his brain and keep those filthy thoughts buried deep in the back of his mind. Hidden away. Locked tight. In reality he was thirstier for Kai than a man who'd wandered through the Sahara dessert for 30 years without a single drop of water.
Kai was truly beautiful though. Inside and out. He was as taken with his mind, his life, his point of view of the world as he was with his undeniably gorgeous body.
But Kai was his friend. One of his closest friends. A kindred spirit really. And they had a great thing going. Why ruin it by revealing his true feelings? What they have now is good. It's perfect, he figures. He doesn't want risk losing it. But really... he is dissatisfied. He wants more. More than a friendship. No one knows he likes boys about as much as he likes girls. So there's no way for Kai to know what he truly feels. But he wants to tell him. He just doesn't know how...
Kai could have never imagined he'd end up best friends with Cole, he kinda felt bad about it now, but before he'd met Cole he mostly expected him to be an air headed rich white kid living in a bubble... But man.... That couldn't have been further from the truth. Cole was hilarious and fun to be around.
He didn't beat himself up too much about his original misconception of Cole though, as after all, Cole had admitted he though Kai would be a brainless gym junkie when he first looked through his social media. So they were even. They both had been judge-mental assholes. Besides that original prejudice faded away in 2.5 seconds of meeting, after Cole jokingly asked Kai "Do you even lift?" That snarky, sarcastic sense of humor was everything.
But Cole was more than just funny. He was kind. He was beautiful... With dreamy emerald eyes and a sweet boyish smile. Kai had found himself slowly falling in love with his sweet friend, and he had no idea what to do about it, how to articulate anything, what to say. What to do! All he knew was that lately all he could think about when being around Cole was sex. He'd picture things like turning him around and fucking him doggy-style. Holding Cole's firm smooth body as he let his cock get engulfed by his tight wet hole. Pressing his angelic face flat down on the bed, keeping his butt raised and just fucking the shit out of him as his moans echoed off the walls.
Kai knew he needed more from Cole than what he had now, he just didn't quite know how to get it out in the open.
"Man, I love your tattoo" Cole blurts out of the blue, interrupting the silence of the room, even though outside thunder and lighting were wreaking havoc in New York.
"Thanks man, I got it when I was 17 and my dad became a high chief back home" Kai smiles, looking proudly at his tribal tattoo of a Stingray on his left shoulder blade.
"Dude you've told me that a million times, what does the tattoo mean though?" Cole chuckles scooting closer to Kai.
Kai laughs, he had the memory of a fucking goldfish sometimes.
"It's unique to my family's village in Moata'a. After my grandfather died, the family agreed my father should take over as high chief... It's a stingray. It represents friendliness and protectiveness" Kai says, memories and flashbacks of his trip the islands coming back to him. The beautiful people. His tribe. The clear blue waters.
"Well that describes you very well" Cole chuckles, looking up and down Kai. God he was beautiful Cole mused, his imagination conjuring up a scene straight out of a romantic film in which Kai blissfully carried him to the bed.
"I'd love to get a tattoo myself one day, just not sure what to get" Cole simpers looking down at himself.
"I'm sure you'd look beautiful with any design" Kai coos. And scoots even more closely to Cole. He can see Cole processing the words internally, and he swore he could see a blush creep up his cheeks.
Did... Did Kai just call me beautiful?! Cole froze slightly at the thought. He kept his face focused on Kai trying to read his thoughts.
"Really?" Cole whispers softly, wide eyed.
"Yeah... you're a very good looking man" Kai's voice lowered as he spoke, placing one of his big hands on Cole's knee. That one simple, single touch sending a rush of blood straight to Cole's slowly hardening dick.
Kai doesn't know what herculean level of boldness overtakes him but he decides this is IT. He's making his move. It's now or never on this glum stormy night. Just him and Cole. All alone. Together.
"So are you" Cole sputtered it out. Trying to gage Kai's reactions, his body language. He decides this is IT. He's gonna come out with the truth to his friend.
"Anyone would be lucky to have you..." Cole stammered, almost biting his tongue. His heart is pounding. He can feel it's beating all over his body. He feels like it could burst out of his chest at any moment. The tent in his boxers must me painfully obvious by now.
Kai takes a a deep breath. He just senses that Cole's body is reacting to his words, to his hand that has slowly creeped up the older boys thigh. He sees a lovely looking tent in Cole's boxers, so he goes for it...
"Would you have me?" He gulps hard. Mouth dry. Feeling Cole's stare piercing right through him and he can feel his own body jerk at the words he just said.
Cole feels weak. Like he should be a puddle right now. Those intense brown eyes were carving their way into his soul. Unrelenting. Not breaking any eye contact. It was too much. He got up to walk away...He felt like he was in a dream he would soon wake up from with a sticky mess in his underwear, but he could feel Kai follow after him, and this was very much real, Kai stops him and barricades him against the wall. He's not sure why but being manhandled this way only made his heart beat faster and his dick stiffen.
