I wanted him to because that would help me believe he truly understood the road we were heading down. But he didn’t change his mind. He closed his eyes and gently brushed his lips against mine. “Yes.”
It took a second for me to register what had just happened. When I did, I pulled back and held his face in my palms. “What did you just say?”
“Yes,” he whispered against my lips in a voice I’d dreamed of hearing for so long. “Please.”
I slammed my mouth against him and licked his lips, desperately wanting to taste the tongue that had produced such sweet words. “Say my name.”
I kissed along his jaw, waiting for more precious sounds to escape his throat, but nothing came, just a whimper when he wanted a kiss. That was okay. I didn’t want to push him to speak if he wasn’t ready or able to, but knowing he had the capability—the desire—to consent out loud was all I needed to hear. “Touch me, Liam.”
His hands slid under my shirt and he carefully traced my ribs until I lifted my arms so I could yank it all the way off. As he often did, Liam copied my movement and pulled off his shirt too. While we were separated, and because his dick was hard, he also wiggled out of his shorts.
I stood up to close the door and got undressed too, climbing under the covers fully naked and rolling Liam into the bed with me. As soon as we were both lying down again, I slid on top of his body and kissed his mouth, first closing my open lips over his and then slipping my tongue inside to dance with his. My fingers skated around to his shoulders then wrapped around the back of his neck, pressing us together like we could physically merge into one.
Liam was breathing hard and so was I, our hot gasps mixing together as we tasted each other eagerly.
Our hard cocks stabbed and glided against each other until I felt a warm moisture slide across my hip. “Can I touch your penis, Liam?”
His eyes were wide and desperate, begging me to do something—anything—to sate his need. Instead of responding verbally, he reached for my hand and placed it between our bodies, over his throbbing cock.
I barely had a chance to close my hand around him and stroke all the way down and back up before he exploded between my fingers, coating both of us in his warm come. Holding back my own orgasm, I milked him slowly. Each gentle pull brought more of his essence to the surface and created a deeper pleasure throbbing within him. My pressure didn’t let up until he was empty. Nothing was more important to me than making sure he enjoyed every second possible of the first time I touched him so intimately.
When Liam finally opened his eyes, I scooped up a thick drop of his release onto my finger and brought it to my mouth. He watched with rapt attention as I sucked my finger between my lips and moaned. “You taste so good.”
Liam immediately reached down for some of mine, but I hadn’t come yet. I was so distracted by his satisfied release that I didn’t allow myself to give in to my needs. Not yet anyway.
While he watched, I reached down to stimulate my balls then gave my cock a few good pulls, using Liam’s release as lubricant. A bubble of watery precome pooled at my tip as Liam stared with his mouth agape. “You can touch it if you want.”
He glanced at my mouth before dragging the tip of his finger over my head then immediately licking the moisture he’d collected.
I considered telling him what to expect, but he moved too quickly. As soon as the liquid hit his tongue, Liam cringed and made a face as if he’d just tasted something sour. Unable to stop myself, I chucked and kissed his lower lip, sucking it into my mouth. “I’m sorry, Liam. I should have warned you that it’s a bit of an acquired taste.”
He looked down at the gobs of semen drying on his skin and pointed his finger at it.
“You want to taste yours?” I nodded and scooped up more on my finger. “How about like this?” I scraped my finger against the edge of my tongue then leaned forward to kiss him.
He readily opened for me, squirming and shaking his head when the bitter and slightly metallic flavor touched his