Worst of all, she’d hate him.
Her loud sigh was meant to make him apologize or explain himself, but when that didn’t come, she changed the topic. “I would still love to see you soon. You could ask to have two days off in a row and come over. We had Father Peter and Father Joseph over for dinner on Sunday, and they were asking about you.”
David groaned at the mere memory of Father Joseph’s touch. But it was true. He’d drifted away from the church too. So busy between the job and new friends, working on the garden, babysitting, that he didn’t have time for mass. He didn’t want to feel judged at confession. He didn’t want to feel like a failure in front of God.
“I suppose I haven’t been home for a while. I’ll try in the next week or two.”
“That’s so far away, honey. You sure you can’t make it sooner?”
David sighed. He did miss Mom. Just not her orthodox attitude. “I’ll try. It’s hard to do it at such short notice. But Lindell’s really nice. He should give me the time off.”
“I suppose. Well, kiss the baby from me. I need to get back to my cookies. You could have some if you were here...”
“Save some for me.” David wiped a tear from the corner of his eye. He hated drifting away from her, but maybe this was what growing up was about.
“Good night, honey,” she said and hung up, leaving him with silence.
David didn’t want to think of sin, or God, or feeling guilty. He wanted Raja’s warm arms around him, and his kisses on David’s lips. He would not be going back on his word. He invited Raja over, and he’d stick with it even if he’d have to confess it all next week. He only wished he didn’t feel so dirty about it after talking to Mom. What he needed was a shower.
Chapter 13
Raja watched the light in Hunter’s living room window. His bike was so loud David was bound to have heard him but was now pretending not to. Raja smirked and petted his bike for good luck before slowly stepping toward the door. He liked texting with David. He really, honestly did. It created an anticipation very different from one related to a hookup. With a hookup, the texting was like a virtual ritualized mating dance, with David, everything was a blank slate. It was like courting a member of a different species. You never knew what you were gonna get.
He walked up to the door and pressed the buzzer in the same way he did when he was here the last time, for the baby-welcoming party. He really should have proposed a different venue for this. As if it weren’t enough that he’d seduced Hunter’s younger brother, he came here intending to take things even further. But if that was the place where David felt most comfortable, so be it. It was his ass that needed some relaxing, not Raja’s.
David didn’t take long to answer the door, and seeing his wholesome boy-next-door smile had Raja’s inner wolf salivating. The scent of some shower gel was just the invitation he needed. He could see that David had dressed up as well. A cute pair of preppy shorts and a blue button-up short-sleeve. Raja couldn’t wait to unwrap him.
“Hey…” David gave him that enamoured look that fed Raja so much energy, he’d probably be able to survive on it for weeks.
Raja exhaled, suddenly hesitant to cross the threshold. He didn’t usually go for guys this young. He wasn’t a lover of those cutesy preppy boys in their ties and sneakers, but he liked David. He was open and honest in a way Raja hadn’t experienced for a long time. Bet aside, he really felt that he owed David something for barging into his life the way he had. Naive as he was, David could easily fall prey to some douchebag, who’d promise him God-knew-what and break his heart once he got bored. It was only for the best if David learned about gay intimacy in a safe way.
“Hello there,” said Raja, finally stepping inside. His hand went straight to David’s lower back, and they shared a chaste kiss in the doorway.
David’s hands were on his chest immediately and he made the kiss last that bit longer. “Are you hungry? I could cook for us. Nothing fancy, but I know a few recipes. And I’ve got snacks, if you feel like having a bite.”
Raja blinked but quickly wiped off the shock from his face and kissed David again, pushing the door shut with his foot before hanging his cut with some coats and kicking off his boots. “Is this a date?”
David froze, with his eyes wide as saucers. “Is this not a date?” he whispered.
Raja chose to smile, as it was the best option most of the time when something was starting to go horribly wrong. “I wasn’t sure. I mean, you could have just wanted to hang out, right?”
David swallowed and it was surprisingly crushing to see his smile go. “Oh, yeah, I suppose. I’ve got condoms too…”
Raja grabbed his hands. “We didn’t start well here. Let’s just go with the flow, okay? You’re a bit different from the guys I usually meet up with. I suppose we both don’t know what to expect. That okay?”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that my dates usually— gah! I’m lying. There are no other dates. I’m not sure what to do. I really like you.” David stood on his toes and gave Raja another kiss.
Raja’s lips throbbed against David’s. He should tell him the truth: that this was a safe space for him to learn about gay relationships. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it when that warm, pliant body melted into his arms.
“You’re sure they’re not coming back until tomorrow?”
David nodded, playing with his fingers over Raja’s stomach. “I’m sure. They’ve gone to a concert, and they’re staying at a hotel afterward. Are you… staying the night?”
Raja exhaled. Temptation grabbed him by the dick and refused to let go. That was exactly what he’d been hoping for. “If you want me to.”
“My room’s upstairs.” David took a deep breath, and Raja was becoming hypnotized by his big green eyes.
“Okay...” Raja chewed on his lip and gently massaged David’s wrists, watching his big, trusting eyes. Fuck, he was already so turned-on, and nothing had happened yet. “And you have those condoms on your nightstand?”
“And lube. If necessary.”
Oh, Raja would show him just how necessary it was going to be. He smiled and slid his hand down to David’s ass. It was so round and nice to the touch, the delicate wrinkled skin around David’s hole beckoning him closer. Back in the flower shop, the globes had parted so willingly to Raja’s fingers. He’d jerked off to that image several times already.
“You go first. I wanna watch.”
David bit his lip, and a smile was back on his pretty face. He went over to the stairs and kept looking over his shoulder. He was so excited it was a pleasure to watch.
“Slowly. I wanna see your tight little ass roll for me,” Raja said, stopping at the feet of the stairs. “Come on, coax me into your lair.”
David laughed but gave his hips more sway as he climbed the stairs. “It’s silly!”
“No, it’s not. I’m not that easy to manipulate into bed,” teased Raja, leaning against the wall. “And that ass wants to suck me dry as soon as possible.”
“You?” David looked over his shoulder once he reached the landing and raised his eyebrows. “You’re easy.” And before Raja knew it, David pushed his shorts just below his buttocks.
Raja’s mouth fell open. “Holy shit.” And just like that, he was running up the stairs, chasing his shameless prize. The rush of pleasure was coursing through his veins, warming every single cell in his body.
David pulled his pants right up and darted up the stairs to the second floor, already running to his room. It only made Raja want to chase him down more. He followed into the small and empty-ish room with only a bed, a rail of clothes, and a nightstand made out of two boxes. With the sun setting outside, there was orange light flooding in.
Raja grinned and took a step forward while David backed away, flushed bright red and with his hands balled into fists. The chase must have excited him just as much as it did Raja, and when Raja sprang forward, David climbed on the mattress, curling up in the corner.
Raja kicked off his bo
ots and walked up to the bed, with heat pulsing even in the joints of his fingers. He couldn’t wait to hear David’s moans accompany his every thrust of his hips. “You think you can hide that slutty little ass from me? Once you offered, it’s a done deal.”
David’s breath hitched. “What if I changed my mind?”
Raja followed David to the bed and locked him against the wall, making sure his knees pushed against David’s flesh as he rested his elbows on the wall and looked down at the curled-up body. That shower gel smelled fucking arousing too. “You didn’t. You want to be finally popped open, isn’t that right?”
David slid his palms over Raja’s chest, and Raja could still remember how good they felt on his cock. If all went well, maybe he’d even get to fuck David twice tonight. That sweet ass would milk him so well, and David’s sweaty body under Raja would smell so good he’d get hard again in no time. As uncomfortable as Raja was about doing this in Hunter’s home, he knew he was doing some good work here and that—clueless as he was about gay men—his straight friend would probably try to protect David the way he would have a baby sister. That wasn’t what a gay teen needed.
“Only if you’re good at it,” David whispered into Raja’s lips, and the excitement was steaming off him.
Raja barked out a laugh. He did not believe this. “Cocky, aren’t we?” he asked and grabbed David’s hands, only to push them behind his back. “Let’s see how long that lasts once I start plowing your virginal hole.”
David’s face was already going that lovely shade of red. One day Raja needed to come all over those cheeks.
“I love how strong you are…” His breath smelled of mint, and Raja could bet David scrubbed himself clean for this. Not that it would help him. He’d be filthy and smell of Raja by the end of this night.
“I bet I could fuck you against the wall easily. You’re such a fucking light-weight,” said Raja and roughly pulled David out of his hideout, tossing him to the middle of the mattress.
David gasped and spread his legs as soon as Raja was on top of him. “Only if I’d let you.” The tease was learning how to push Raja’s buttons at light speed.
Raja groaned and pushed David’s legs farther apart with his knee. He dropped his weight on the hands propped on both sides of David’s head, and then slowly lowered his body on top of him. He’d let David have a taste of just how heavy and strong he’d feel, of how good it would be to completely surrender. David was much more eager than Raja had anticipated, and it turned his blood into liquid fire. “You have no say in this anymore, little slut. I’m gonna just roll you around and jab my dick in if that’s what I want, so don’t toy with me.”
David licked his lips, and his gaze became half-lidded. “I won’t,” he said quietly. “But you’ll have to tell me what to do.” He reached up and wrapped his arms around Raja’s neck.
David’s absolute compliance was not something Raja expected. It was almost as if no matter how dirty he talked, David would just offer himself with absolute trust. It was new, and different, and all kinds of exciting. “Grab my hips with your legs.” As soon as David did so, Raja pulled them up so that David was sitting in his lap, and he kissed those pliant lips, grabbing David’s ass in the process. He loved that it wasn’t flat, that despite David being skinny, there was something to hold on to.
David whimpered into the kiss, and Raja could already feel his hard-on through the pants. Dirty boy. Raja remembered every moment of David succumbing to the skull-fuck in Hunter’s bathroom. David’s ass flexed in his grasp, and Raja couldn’t wait to slide his hand inside David’s pants and squeeze both buttocks. He’d be the first one to do so. He lost himself in the kiss and the heat of David’s arms around him when he imagined his cock being the first one to ever slide into the pink pucker of David’s ass. He was sure the boy would be moaning and squirming, but loving every second of it because Raja knew how to make his bottom beg for more.
David winced, shuddering in Raja’s arms when their hips rolled together. Raja kissed his way up David’s squeaky-clean neck and pulled David down as he lay back and slapped one of the pert globes hard. “You up for that too?”
David’s breath was hot and quick. “I think I might be,” he whispered as if he were embarrassed of saying it out loud.
Raja laughed and slapped him again, then rolled his hips up, raising David on top of him. “You’re sitting on a wild bull. I hope you won’t fall off,” he whispered, watching that lovely face for any sign of fear or discomfort. He was surprised by how smoothly it was going so far. It was almost as if David wasn’t a little conservative menace, as if this weren’t his biker brother’s house.
David looked down between their bodies and moved on top of Raja, grinding against him like a wanton hangaround. “Wow… I can feel it. So hard.” His parted lips were like an invitation for cock, and Raja didn’t know what he wanted to do with David first. So many options to choose from. So many ways to fuck him.
“Inviting a man to fuck your ass while your brother’s away. You’re such a bad boy,” sighed Raja, pushing his hips up again. David gasped and rocked his own hips as well, lovingly squeezing their cocks together through the fabric of their clothes.
“I am. I shouldn’t have done that, should I?” David’s voice became raspy and his movements against Raja—more fervent. “You make me break all my rules.”
Raja rolled them over and pushed his hips between David’s legs aggressively when their eyes locked. “It’s all about my rules now.” He squeezed his hand on David’s ass to prove that point, and David’s whole body tensed.
He let out a long moan against Raja’s beard, panting, squeezing his thighs over Raja, and holding on to him as if he were the only stable thing in a liquid world.
Raja chewed on his lip as he watched David come, but the bliss was gone the moment a loud shriek tore into the fuzz of his brain. One moment, he was proud at making David come inside those preppy shorts with just a bit of dry humping, the next, a loud, insistent cry called him right back to reality.
David was still heaving when he looked up with his green eyes completely hazy. “No, no, no, no… Not now,” he whined, and pulled out from under Raja in a clumsy movement worthy of soft, post-orgasmic knees.
Raja stared after him in a daze, but when David stepped off the bed and dropped to the floor with a panicked yelp, Raja forgot his raging hard-on and rushed to help him. “Don’t get up so soon,” he said, turning David’s face to see if he hadn’t injured himself. He still had no idea what was going on, but the answer was slowly sinking in.
The baby. Fuck. Hunter and Asty left the baby here.
David put a hand on his face and took a deep breath. “I’m so sorry. Just stay here, I’ll be back in second,” he promised and rushed out with a stain on the front of his shorts, leaving Raja alone in the bedroom, with an erection trapped in his jeans while the unmistakeable shrieks of a newborn filled the whole house.
“I... I thought they took it to its grandpa,” said Raja, unsure what to do. He couldn’t imagine a bigger mood killer than this. How did couples ever fuck after having their kid?
“It’s fine, I’ve got it,” David yelled from another room, and started talking to the baby, slowly calming it down.
Raja rubbed his eyes, resigned to his fate. Maybe he needed to have a bite of food and a drop of liquor to forget this before the next round. He should have known something was fishy about this sudden invitation.
“You sure? What’s wrong with it? Did we wake it up?” asked Raja, slowly getting to his feet. He adjusted his softening cock and followed the ungodly noise into a room so aggressive-looking he wanted to rush out right away. All the walls were hand-painted into black and white shapes that made his head spin. “Fucking hell, what happened to feathers and baby blue?”
“Asty read somewhere this trains the baby’s eyesight,” muttered David, who already had the kid on the changing table and was looking inside the diaper.
Raja rubbed his eyes with his thumb an
d forefingers. “Did it pee?”
David looked as flustered as ever, trying to hide Bell from Raja with his own body. “Yeah, I think you’re better off waiting in my room.”
Raja stuffed his hands into his pockets. “Well, at least it’s not the other one,’ he offered and immediately wanted to bash his head against the wall. What kind of failure was this? Where was his witty tongue when it was needed?
David made the most miserable face and turned his back on Raja as he went on with changing the baby’s diaper. “I’m so sorry. This was a bad idea. He’s always quiet. I was thinking with my dick. I’m so out of line.”
Raja smirked, but watching him so flustered was making Raja feel a bit cruel. “Yeah, you definitely overstepped some boundaries here. You’ve earned a spanking.”
“I did,” David whined, as if he really thought he deserved to be punished. “Maybe you should go? I don’t know. Maybe I’m not ready for this at all.”
Raja sighed and dared to walk up to him. His hand seamlessly molded to one of the glorious buttocks, and he rested his chin on David’s shoulder, watching the baby doing an epic ugly cry, red face, horrendous facial expressions, and all. “You’re pretty good at this.”
“Thanks. Nothing sexier than a man who knows how to change a diaper. What was I thinking?” David groaned as he closed up the new diaper and started cooing to the child.
Raja looked at David’s serious expression and was unable to stop the sudden barky laugh that left his lips. Normally, he could be annoyed by the smallest things, like dirty dishes in his hookup’s sink, but this was amusing in its own way. He supposed once you actually knew someone, your tolerance for their imperfections grew. “That’s fucking hilarious. This literally never happened to me before.”
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