“Really? Then what did I mean, smartass?”
David sucked his lips in for a second. “You meant you wanted to…”—fuck me raw—“do indecent things.”
Raja frowned. “Ah, yes. Because fucking is the only thing I do.”
David rubbed his face with a groan. “That’s not what I meant.”
“That is exactly what you meant,” said Raja and dropped his hand off David’s arms. It felt like rejection all over again.
How could Raja not see this? His mere presence next to David was like a hot, throbbing invitation to sex. “You wanna tell me you’d want to actually just hang out with me?” That would have been torture.
Raja sighed and petted his beard absent-mindedly. “I could have. You’re so judgmental you probably think I want to fuck every single guy I meet. Please, don’t lie and say no.”
David looked away in shame. Was he judgemental? He believed in looking for the good in people, and yet for some reason he seemed unable to give Raja the benefit of the doubt.
“Thank you,” said Raja in the end and patted David’s chin with his fingers, urging him to look up.
“So you’re here to rub it in?”
“No. I’m here because I wondered how you’re doing. If I messaged you, you could ignore me, so I just found the shop online.”
David shrugged and slipped behind the counter. “What do you care? I’m fine. I’ve got a job. It’s all fine.”
Raja picked up a daisy from a vase at the counter. David wanted to reprimand him, but when Raja pushed the stem into his beard, nothing would come out of his mouth.
David snorted and hid his lips behind his hand. “Don’t let your friends see that.”
“No?” asked Raja and casually tapped the vase. “I thought you said that’s the hot new thing.”
“I just imagined Tooth with a whole bunch of flowers in his beard.” David laughed even harder.
“I don’t think he’s the sensitive type,” said Raja, leaning closer, his whole face relaxed into a smile.
David glanced toward the windows. The street was just as empty as ten minutes ago. “Unlike you? Yeah right.” He reached for another daisy, and then slipped it into Raja’s beard from the other side.
Raja’s dark eyes were completely focused on David, as if there was no other person he wanted to see in the whole wide world. “Maybe I am. What do you think?”
“I think there’s more to you than you let people see.” David held his breath, unable to think clearly when he smelled Raja’s cologne. He picked up another flower and gently placed it in the beard.
Raja’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his long eyelashes fluttered as he watched David push the flower into the soft facial hair. “What do you think is there? Tell me.”
“What about the conversion therapy camp?” David swallowed, ready to get laughed off for the question.
Raja’s mouth pressed together, and his nostrils flared as he looked away from David. “I can’t tell you here. It’s a long story,” he said in the end and pulled on David’s arm, coaxing him toward the open door to the backroom.
David swallowed, unsure if he should be doing this. But there were no customers, and he knew that the store was usually dead at this time of day. Would Lindell be very disappointed with him if he knew of this? He glanced at Raja once more and took the plunge. Maybe Raja wanted to tell him something really secret? David walked into the corridor behind the counter.
Oh, who was he lying to? He wanted a kiss. He wanted a kiss from Raja so bad.
The silence in the cluttered walkway was overwhelming, and once Raja closed the door behind them, the darkness broken only by a ray of light coming from the office created an unexpectedly intimate atmosphere. Raja exhaled and looked at David, not even a bit ridiculous with the daisies in his beard. They suited him. He could probably wear a yute sack and make it look attractive.
Cornered against the closed door, David shuddered as his breathing became shallow from the proximity of that powerful masculine presence. Raja ran the back of his hand down David’s chest, watching him. It was as if all logic went to the back burner to make room for lust.
David licked his lips. “You wanted to tell me something?” he urged, even though Raja had suggested nothing like that.
Raja pulled his teeth over his bottom lip and brushed his nose over David’s, not going further, even though David was already tilting his face up for a kiss. “Yes. I’ve been thinking about you. You should touch my cock now.”
David’s lips parted, and the heat exploding in his chest made him dizzy. Was this a thing? Was this happening right now? Was he not ‘Hunter’s brother’ anymore? He had to make a deep inhale to speak, yet it still came out as a whisper. “I… I don’t think I should.”
Raja leaned in and nipped on David’s cheek before trailing his tongue over the bite at a tantalizing pace. “But you want to, don’t you?”
David swallowed, unable to pull away from Raja’s lips, like a little rabbit cornered by the big bad wolf. “Is this another test, so you can mock me for it later?”
Raja stiffened and petted the side of David’s face with his beard, whispering into his ear. “No. This is for real. Unzip my jeans and take my dick out.”
He shouldn’t, he shouldn’t, he shouldn’t.
David closed his eyes and let his fingers wander to the front of Raja’s jeans, already feeling blood drain down his own body. He’d been dreaming about that cock for so long… He popped open the button of Raja’s pants, and even the smell of daisies was surreal, the petals so soft against his skin.
Raja shuddered and pressed his upper body against David’s. His face moved, caressing David’s skin, but when their lips met, explosions of heat robbed David of any rational thought. The rough denim rubbed against his palm when Raja’s hips thrust forward. David opened his palm, letting it happen as he opened his lips for Raja.
Even Coach Teller had never had such a profound effect on him. Maybe it was because he was just a crush, whereas Raja was real in the force with which he crashed into David’s heart whenever he wanted to? And David could have run, screamed, told Hunter all about it, but he didn’t. He kept Raja a secret. His only. No one would ever know how Raja made David squirm and talk dirty.
Raja’s lips were pure heat, and the gentle slide of his tongue tugged on something deep within David, releasing the barriers he’d carefully built up around himself. “Come on, take it out. Remind yourself how it feels,” whispered Raja, rolling his hips against David’s palm. The hardness beneath denim was already noticeable.
“This is so wrong…” David uttered, but pulled down the zipper of Raja’s pants, so deliciously crowded in the corner that he could hardly breathe. When he slid his hand down Raja’s pubes, all the way into his briefs, he couldn’t hold back a moan. His cock was so thick but fit so well into David’s hand as he pulled it out and gave it a slow pump. His mind was in chaos, and even though he wasn’t capable of putting together another sentence, his body knew what it was doing as he gently pumped the dry cock.
Raja groaned and nearly chewed on David’s lips when they kissed again, rocking their bodies together. A whole month of no contact, and the moment he came through the door, he got a handjob for just being the way he was? David was ashamed of wanting to pleasure Raja so badly. He should have made Raja wait, make Raja court him, invite Raja out on a date, wait until they were boyfriends, yet here he was, heaving, horny, with his hand glued to Raja’s dick in adoration.
Raja groaned and broke the kiss for just long enough that he could pull the front of David’s shirt over his head and leave the chest uncovered. Rough fingers trailed David’s stomach, then cupped the front of David’s pants too.
David gasped, engulfed in the scent of Raja’s cologne, arousal, and daisies. He felt overwhelmed, tense, yet safe at the same time. He slipped his hand to Raja’s neck, feeling the hot pulse with his thumb. Was his own chest to Raja’s taste? David was slim and did sports, but he wasn’t exactly muscular like
Raja.
Raja was sucking on David’s tongue when he squeezed his wrist and pulled his hand away from the hard, throbbing cock. He lapped at David’s chin and grinned. “Show me your palms,” he uttered.
David swallowed and turned over his hands, to present his palms. A tiny voice in his head whispered to him that he could lose his job over this, yet a louder one screamed that it wouldn’t matter if he only got to touch Raja and be touched in return.
Raja took out a small packet, very much like the little sachets of condiments used in fast food restaurants, and opened it before squirting the contents into David’s hand. The gel was colorless and almost too cool to the touch when his skin was so hot from the closeness, but Raja kissed him again, and all David’s worries melted in a whirlwind of soft hair, warm skin, and smooth daisies. He yelped when Raja pulled down David’s shorts, freeing his rock-hard dick.
“Now make your dick nice and slick,” said Raja, nipping at David’s lip.
David gave him a quick kiss. They had a connection. It couldn’t just be David’s imagination, he was sure of it. He swallowed and grabbed his own cock, unsure if he was excited or embarrassed over being watched. “Is this something people generally do?” He looked down to Raja’s thick cock right next to his.
Raja grinned, amused by David’s inexperience, but he didn’t pull away or make any mean comments, and instead, ground his dick against David’s stomach. “I’ll show you how it’s gonna be when my cock’s inside your tight little ass.”
David’s heart was beating as fast as after a ten mile run.
Raja wants to have sex with me.
On some level, it had been obvious, but on another, it was a revelation. After all, Raja could have only come over because he was having a slow morning, just to disappear again.
“I’m not really sure about that,” David said, but started jerking off to the fantasy. His bed, Raja on top of him, his heavy body pushing David into the mattress, his hand on David’s lips to keep him from waking up Hunter, and a steady pumping into his ass. In and out. In and out. One body slapping against the other.
Raja licked the seam of David’s lips and reached between them, putting both of David’s hands on the slick cock. The wet touch was incredible, even more so with Raja directing David’s hands. “You ever touched your asshole?” whispered Raja, steadily moving both of David’s hands over the trembling cock.
"No!" David exclaimed, in retrospect, maybe too quickly, but this was a shameful secret he wasn’t about to share. Raja’s presence so close was making him light-headed, as if this were all a dream. He leaned his face between Raja’s pecs and sniffed him.
Raja laughed and pulled David’s head in, burying his face in that heavenly valley at the center of Raja’s chest. Coarse, short hairs tickled David’s lips, but his attention immediately turned somewhere else when Raja’s smooth cockhead slid over the base of David’s prick, as if asking to slide into the cradle of David’s hands alongside his own cock.
“Can I touch them together?” David mumbled, lulled into becoming a throbbing mess of arousal. No other man evoked such feelings in him. He didn’t know if it was because Raja gave him his first sexual experience, or simply because he was so amazing, confident, and dangerous, but it didn’t matter. David wanted him. And since he’d moved out of his parents’ house, he’d learned a lot about making his own decisions and pursuing his dreams. He took a deep breath of Raja-scented air.
“Open them up for me, and I’m gonna take it from there,” whispered Raja, pushing at David’s hands until they let him in, and he growled with enthusiasm, pressing David’s whole body against the door. The pressure, the slide of another dick next to his had David gasping, but Raja wasn’t through with it yet and started a steady, thrusting motion with his hips. “That’s right, open up that greedy hole.”
“Oh f—” David bit his lip to not let the profanity spill. The moment Raja finished his sentence, David’s arousal levels skyrocketed. Raja wanted him and would make David his. That’s how he would be talking to David all night long before leaving his cum on David’s sheets.
“It’s so tight around me. Scared?” whispered Raja, pulling his teeth over David’s earlobe as he thrust into the slippery hole of David’s hands and cock harder and faster. His powerful body stiffened every time he pushed in, teasing David’s own dick with each stroke.
“Yes.” David’s breathing became erratic, as he imagined that thick, hot shaft pushing into him, and he couldn’t stop himself from trembling. “Will it hurt?”
Raja rested his forehead against David’s, tickling him with his warm breath as they stilled against the door, trembling with heat and lust. “It won’t,” he rasped and brushed his thumb over David’s cheek. “I know what I’m doing,” he said and thrust hard into David’s hand again.
David’s moan sounded so wanton he bit his lip to shut himself up. Would he feel Raja’s cock throbbing inside of him the way he did now? Even though he dreamed of being the only man in Raja’s life, he was grateful for Raja having all the experience with sex that David was missing. David clenched his ass when his imagination once again drifted off to him being fucked by Raja.
He dared to look into Raja’s eyes but only whispered. “I’m a dirty boy, I want it.”
Raja’s breath became ragged, and he fucked David’s hands harder, teasing David’s cock in a way he never thought possible. It was on fire.
“You’re my dirty little slut. I’m gonna cum in you, and you’re gonna take every drop,” he rasped against David’s lips as he pressed him even harder against the door. The thrusts became more intense, primal, and for a moment it really felt as if Raja was fucking David, pleasuring them both with his perfect dick.
David should hate being called that way, he knew he should, but Raja said it in a way so sexy David soaked up every word. He’d be filthy with another man’s cum, and he’d love it. What else was he if not a slut. Even if he was gay, he wasn’t in bed with his boyfriend, he was at the back of the store where he worked, talking about being fucked in the ass, and getting a hand— jerk— whatever-it-was job.
David whimpered into Raja’s lips when he came. “I will, I’m so bad.”
Raja moaned and pushed his hips into David’s hand even harder. It became too much, so David dropped his own cock, but he squeezed his palms around Raja and watched his skin flush, his chest rise, his lips quiver as he came, shooting into David’s hands and on his bare stomach.
“You can’t wait to spread your legs for me, isn’t that right?” whispered Raja, catching deep breaths as he sank against David.
David didn’t even have the energy to lie anymore. He wanted to hug Raja but didn’t know how to go about it with his hands all dirty and slippery. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back.”
Raja smirked and rolled his hips against David gently, merging their lips in another heated kiss. Even though they just came, the electricity in Raja’s touch was still there. “So you didn’t hook up with anyone to spite me?”
David licked Raja’s gums, hazy and completely spent. “I can only think of you.”
Raja made a strange sound that oddly resembled a whimper, and he pressed his mouth to David’s softly. “Why?”
So it was truth time. David took a deep breath, not ashamed anymore, just enjoying their naked bodies touching. “Because you’re everything my life isn’t. Sexy, exciting, like a living, breathing adventure that I never want to end.”
Raja exhaled, watching him in silence. He stroked his fingertips over David’s cheek, and just this simple touch was enough to make David tremble again. “So you’ll meet up with me again, my dirty little boy?”
David wanted to shake his head, say he wanted commitment first, that he also wanted to be the only one for Raja, but he nodded. “Yes.”
Raja smiled and gave David a little smooch. “Turn around. I’ll give you a teaser for what’s to come.”
David’s eyes went wide. “What? No, not here.” It was enough that he had cu
m on him.
Raja laughed and grabbed David’s arms, rapidly turning him to face the door. David couldn’t bring himself to protest when Raja pulled at his hips and told him to look back. His heart thudded furiously when he did as he was told. Raja’s gaze met his and with the slowest of movements, Raja lapped at his fingers while ghosting his hand over David’s buttocks.
David pressed against the door even harder, sweating, panicked, excited, and all of those mixed up into a feeling of anticipation he couldn’t name. He loved that Raja knew exactly what he wanted.
Those dark, intense eyes never left David’s when he spat on his hand and softly pressed the wet fingers between David’s buttocks. It was as if fireworks erupted in David’s balls, and he pushed against the gentle, fleeting touch. He whimpered and stood on his toes but wouldn’t tell Raja to stop, too excited for words. The way Raja looked at him made all the butterflies in his chest flutter their wings. As if David really was the only one Raja had eyes for. As if David’s buttocks were a sight to behold, and pushing between them, Raja’s only dream.
“You like that, huh?” whispered Raja, rubbing the flesh that for once felt oddly sensitive, almost quivering in anticipation. “It’s gonna be even better.”
“I don’t know…” David felt obliged to say, because he did in fact know. It felt fantastic. As if up until now Raja was only tracing his fingers over the surface of David’s desire and was about to dip them in and create a whole new word for lust.
Raja laughed and pulled back his fingers, ending it all with a playful slap to David’s ass. “Of course. You can say that all you want.”
David couldn’t even force himself to turn around, just standing there and heaving at the door, with his sweaty cheek pressed against the wood and his ass on show for Raja. Who wasn’t even his boyfriend.
The sound of Raja pulling up his pants was a signal for David that this was over, but he couldn’t bring himself to turn around and get himself in order yet. He looked back, and watching Raja buckle his belt and re-arrange his clothes gave him a jolt of voyeuristic pleasure. When Raja looked back at him, David couldn’t even pretend he wasn’t looking.
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