could adequately capture the glory of supple flesh and shifting muscle, especially not when drawing with a fucking Sharpie. Maybe with graphite pencils, I could have gotten closer, but… No. There was no comparison to the real thing.
Ace still had a light tan, even as we headed toward winter, giving him a warm glow.
I drank in all the details, my urge to memorize each dip and curve of his body as natural as breathing to me. I’d been an artist my whole life, drawing silly dinosaurs and our pet cat, Gigi, since I was four years old. I used to illustrate my own play sets, creating backgrounds for toy robots to battle it out or racetracks for cars. In high school, my only extracurriculars had been art: drawing, painting, sculpting. I’d helped create the backdrops for the school plays, even though I didn’t go to the plays, didn’t make friends with the cast. I was isolated, introverted, feeling painfully alone back then.
Ace moved on to his pants before I was done cataloging the moles just under his collar bone, the hair that thickened between his pecs, then narrowed down the center of his abs, the grooves of his muscles and darkness shading his belly button.
He didn’t say anything, just kicked off his shoes and shoved down his jeans and boxer briefs, leaning over to tug each leg free. And just like that, the man was naked before me, completely, unabashedly naked. He dropped his right hand to the thick, hard shaft that drew my gaze. As much as I enjoyed powerful thighs, the masterpiece was right there, the thing I’d tried to imagine a million times as a horny teen. He was thicker than I’d drawn him but perhaps an inch shorter. Still, I had gotten pretty close. It made sense. Most people were fairly proportionate, and I’d assumed Ace would be as well. But once again, that quick drawing fell woefully short of capturing the raw masculinity that was in a hard cock deepening to a plum color, the spongy tip growing moist with precum.
Ace stroked his shaft slowly, letting me look my fill without rushing me. His eyes were half-closed, his lips parted. He was a fucking god. My mouth watered as I gazed up at him, and instinct took over.
“Wow,” I whispered. “You’re gorgeous.”
He refocused his eyes on me. “I’m okay,” he said. “You’re the gorgeous one.”
I laughed nervously as he put a knee on the bed, crawling up and over me, pushing me onto my back. I never had been great at accepting compliments. Accepting them while a naked man hovered over me? Didn’t really help, strangely enough.
“Um … what now?” I asked stupidly. My eyes darted to the bowl of condoms on the bedside table. “Are we going to fuck?”
The word felt so bold coming out of my mouth, but I could feel my face heating up. This was all happening fast, but at the same time, it felt as if it’d taken a million years to get here. I wanted him, but my heart was racing and all the nerves I’d shed during the date came rushing back to the surface.
“We can do whatever you want,” Ace said.
“Can I suck you?” I blurted without thinking twice. It was my number one fantasy. Fucking was on the to-do list, and clearly Ace did a lot of it considering the vast number of condoms in his room, but I wanted to taste him, to take some control, to feel a little less out of my depth.
He groaned at my request. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
Taking that as a yes, I slid off the bed and onto my knees. He turned, sitting on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide. Gazing up at him, seeing how much he wanted it, I felt nerves fade a little. I’d wanted this for too long to psych myself out now. I wasn’t ready for everything yet, but if I took it one step at a time, I knew Ace would be there with me, going at the speed I wanted. He’d race ahead if I wanted or fall back and keep pace with me. Just as he did when we walked together, slowing down to make sure I kept up.
Stopping when I stopped.
This was no different.
“I’ve imagined this for a really long time,” I said. “Always wondered what you’d taste like.”
Tipping forward, I licked the tip of his cock.
“Salty,” I mused.
He gave a breathy laugh. “Yeah, that’s good. Get