When Thomas opened his eyes, he could see Keith looking at him with a big smile on his face.
"Hey babe," greeted Keith softly.
"Morning," answered Thomas.
Keith simply kissed him on the cheek. And there was silence.
"How long have you been awake?" asked Thomas.
"Not long, I was just looking at you sleeping. You were so beautiful and peaceful." replied Keith.
"Keith..." said Thomas, blushing.
"You are beautiful!" And I feel so lucky to be able to wake up next to you."
"You are the most handsome man I've ever seen! I'm the one who is lucky."
"Let's agree we're both lucky." laughed Keith. "I am your man, and you are mine."
"I'm all yours Keith!"
"I mean it Thomas. I only think about you. I only want to be close to you. I only desire you. And I don't want anybody else to have you either. I want you to be mine."
Thomas was now fully blushing, which made him even cuter in Keith's eyes.
"I only want you, you're the only one for me," said Thomas, shyly.
Keith smiled. He grabbed Thomas' head and pulled it to him to kiss him.
Thomas wrapped his arms around Keith, grabbing hold of his chest and squeezing tightly. Their mouths met, their tongues explored each other's mouths, tongues rolling around each other.
"Good," said Keith. "Now that we got that out of the way, there is something else I want to discuss: condoms. I know you want to be safe, and I want that too. But you're my man, and I don't want anything between us when we're making love. I need to feel you fully, and I would like you to feel me too."
"I want that too." said Thomas. "I want to feel your heat inside me. So, how about we go to the health center later, we both get fully tested, and once we have the all clear we throw away our condoms. Is that alright?"
"Sounds like a well-thought-out plan!" replied Keith, giving Thomas a quick kiss on the lips. "So... did you ever get fucked without condoms before? With one or more than one man?"
"Nope, never." said Thomas.
"Not even with Matt?" asked Keith, surprised.
"No, thank God." But Matt never fucked me anyway, he wasn't interested in my ass. I was the one doing all the fucking," laughed Thomas.
"Oh right... you also like to fuck, of course," said Keith, a bit nervous.
"Yup. But you know I also love getting fucked. I can't get enough of it actually, that's all the pleasure I need." tried to reassure Thomas.
"Yes.. yes.. so you have a lot of experience fucking guys?" asked Keith, trying to change the subject.
"Are you trying to figure out how many guys I've been with?" laughed Thomas. "You know you can just ask me if you want to know!"
"Ok! I'd like to know how many guys you've had sex with! You know my number, it's just you. You're the only man I've ever been with. But I want to know my competition." Keith finally admitted.
"It's not that many. And first of all Keith, there is no competition. You are the best, all my previous experiences were nothing compared to you," assured Thomas. "But if you really want to know, for my first time with a man, I fucked a guy in high school. However, it was my first time so it wasn't all that great and it just happened once. Then there was this other guy from high school who fucked me, multiple times, but that guy was straight so it wasn't anything serious. I was just a hole for him to use when he couldn't get his girlfriend's. Then there was Alex, an older man I met on an app here in college. We just spent one night together where I bottomed. Then there was Matt, and..." Thomas trailed off.
"And..?" asked Keith.
Thomas hesitated, as the last man on his list was his professor, David. On the one hand, he wanted to be honest with Keith so he wanted to tell him. But on the other hand, David made it clear nobody should know about them since it could cost him his job. Although, he was sure that Keith wouldn't go around campus telling others about it.
"Ok, you need to swear not to tell anyone about this!" said Thomas, firmly.
"What's going on?!" asked Keith, puzzled.
"Keith! Swear!" said Thomas, getting angry.
"I swear!" said Keith, pulling Thomas closer to him to calm him down.
"It was one of my professors," admitted Thomas.
"Wow! Sleeping with the professor for better grades, huh? Kinda slutty!" joked Keith.
"It wasn't like that!" exclaimed Thomas.
"I'm kidding, babe! So how was it like?"
"Well, he is very handsome. And kind, and I was in his office sad about my breakup with Matt. And he was comforting me and one thing led to another and he ended up fucking me on his desk," said Thomas, a bit ashamed.
"Wait! That's why you got over that breakup so easily?" asked Keith.
"Yes. It felt good to be wanted! And the next day, we did it again at his house. He fucked me and I fucked him too! But he said we couldn't do it anymore, as he was my professor and it was against the school's policy."
Keith couldn't help but notice a twinkle in Thomas's eyes when he talked about his professor. He felt nervous and a little jealous, since it wasn't Thomas who broke it off but the professor. He couldn't help but wonder if the professor hadn't stopped them, would they still be doing it? Would he and Thomas have gotten together?
Keith was jealous that the professor was able to fully satisfy Thomas, but he wasn't sure he would ever be able to. He didn't want Thomas to know he was feeling jealous, so he tried to hide it.
"Which professor?" asked Keith.
"Keith, please! I can't tell you that! I've already told you more than I should have. So please, don't ask me that! Please." pleaded Thomas.
"Ok, ok. Don't tell me, it's OK," said Keith, giving Thomas a reassuring kiss on the forehead. "And for the record, I haven't been with any man, but I've been with a dozen women, including a serious girlfriend in high school, and sex with you has been way better than sex with any of them!"
"Well, of course. None of these women could handle your big dick like I do." smiled Thomas cockily.
"No, they couldn't," smiled Keith, happy.
They started making out again. They've both had their morning wood since they woke up, but it never died down as they were continually grinding against each other.
"We've talked about our sexual past, so let's also talk about our sexual future," started Keith.
Thomas looked at him puzzled, not sure what he meant by that.
« Besides removing condoms for sex, do you have any fantasies? Anything you would like to do with me sexually? Anything you'd want to try?" asked Keith.
"Oh!" said Thomas, thinking. "I guess there might be a couple of things."
"Tell me!" said Keith.
"It's a bit embarrassing, I don't want you to judge me or be uncomfortable or be disgusted by me." said Thomas, looking down and not making eye contact with him.
"I would never judge you," said Keith, lifting Thomas's head so that his eyes met his own. "I would never be disgusted by you. If there is anything that makes me uncomfortable, I will tell you. And you know, if you tell me what they are, I might do some of them with you!"
"Ok," said Thomas, admitting defeat. "I guess, when we take the condoms off I'd like to feel you cum inside me, to feel you feel me up. Also... I'd like to taste you. I want to suck you till you cum down my throat."
Keith said nothing, waiting for Thomas to continue.
"I would also like you to use me," continued Thomas, more shyly. "Just use me for your own pleasure, like a walking sex toy. I want you to get off using my body, without thinking about me. Without worrying about my pleasure, or if I like it. I want you to just bend me over, fuck me mercilessly until you cum in my ass and just leave me there with your seed dripping out of me. I guess, in the same line of thought I'd like you to tie me up and put a blindfold on me. So you can use me however you want without me being able to do anything. I want you to be in total control of me."
"That's it? That's what you were afraid to tell me?!" laughed Keith.
"Keith! Don't mock me," whimpered Thomas, pushing his head into Keith's chest to hide his embarrassment.
"I'm sorry babe! I'm not mocking you, I swear. Look at me," said Keith as he pushed Thomas's head up, seeing his eyes full of shame. "It's just that when you didn't tell me at first I was a little scared. But all the things you've said are actually pretty basic, there is nothing to be ashamed of! Do you hear me? Nothing! And I can already tell you that we will definitely do all that! Although, in my fantasy you're tied up so I can give you pleasure. I want to touch your body, and make you feel good for hours. And I'll tie you up so you can't stop me from making you feel good."
"I want that too!" interjected Thomas. "I'm kind of weird I guess. Sometimes I would like you to just focus on me, take it slow, and tell me how sexy I am or how good you intend to make me feel. And I want you to focus only on my pleasure. And sometimes I want you to see me as a sexual object, here only to please you. With me submitting to your dominant side."
"Good," said Keith. "I can definitely use and dominate you. But not all the time, as I also want to pleasure you and treat you well."
Keith couldn't help but notice that nowhere in his fantasies did Thomas say he wanted to fuck him.
When they had sex the first time, Keith thought about Thomas fucking him. However, he wasn't ready for that, and he was prepared to tell Thomas. Yet Thomas never made a move or indicated that he wanted to fuck him. So Keith put that thought in the back of his mind thinking that maybe Thomas didn't like to fuck. However, their conversation about exes showed that Thomas enjoyed fucking. And it wasn't surprising, after all Keith saw firsthand how Thomas fucked Clara. And he fucked her good, so it seems logical that if he likes to fuck girls he also likes to fuck guys. And Thomas even fucked that professor. So why didn't he want to fuck him? Was he not sexy enough? Was he afraid he wouldn't be good at it? Or did he simply think that he wasn't ready for it just yet and that's why Thomas hadn't brought it up?
All those questions ran through Keith's mind, causing feelings of insecurity.
"I guess there was another, but that was before you, now it's not there anymore," said Thomas.
