by David Horne
“Why are you this nice to me?”
“What do you mean? I’m nice to everyone,” Lawrence replied. “Don’t feel special.”
“I just always thought that you thought I was kind of a dick.”
“Nah,” Lawrence replied. “Honestly, I always thought that you were hot.”
“You did?”
“Since the moment I first saw you,” Lawrence said. “I tell you what. Do you have parcheesi?”
“Parcheesi? What am I, seventy years old? No,” Graham said. “But I have cards. And I have this board game where you have to stop diseases from wiping out the world.”
“Sounds like a barrel of laughs,” Lawrence said with a smile.
“Believe it or not, it’s actually pretty fun,” Graham replied. “Do you want to play?”
It wasn't a date, but it was better than nothing else and Lawrence wanted to spend time with Graham.
“Sure,” he said. “Dinner’s on me, then. Let’s get some delivery.”
Graham smiled at him. Lawrence knew that Graham shouldn't be left alone, and even if they were only ever going to be friends, he would not have left his friends alone when he needed him. While Lawrence waited until Graham got everything out and explained all the rules to him, he also made the decision to order pizza. Pepperoni, luckily, because Graham didn’t share his love for pineapple on pizza
“I like tropical flavors,” Graham said, more to himself than to Lawrence. “But keep them away from my pizza.”
Lawrence had laughed and he had ordered what they were going to eat that night. The game made sense after a couple of tries, and it was fun to ply a co-op game rather than a competitive one. Graham was a great teammate.
By the time it got dark, both of them were full and slightly tipsy, because Graham had generously provided them with wine to go along with the pizza. Pizza and wine didn’t go that well together, but he was enjoying the evening, and he was warm and fuzzy with drink and food by the time that Graham decided to put the board game away.
“So,” Graham said. “What did you think?”
“That was weirdly accurate,” Lawrence replied. “I did some emergency planning in school and there was some real-life stuff applied there.”
“So it was too much like work?”
“Nah, it was really fun,” Lawrence replied, flipping the bird at the board. “Fuck you, Ebola!”
Graham snickered, then he was quiet. “I’m glad you stayed here today. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Lawrence said, smiling back at him. “Seriously, it was fun.”
“You might have changed my mind.”
Lawrence furrowed his brow. “I didn't stay to change your mind,” he said. “I just—”
“What?”
“I didn’t want you to be alone,” he replied. “And I wanted to be with you, too.”
Graham watched him, his eyes wide, then he dropped his voice to a whisper. “Is it okay if I kiss you now, or is that too big of a decision?”
Lawrence bit his lower lip. “Maybe it’s a small enough decision,” he replied. “But the wine might be clouding my judgment.”
“Same here,” Graham said. He moved across the living room floor, on his knees, and leaned down to kiss Lawrence on the mouth. He kissed him softly, sweetly. He tasted like wine and salt and Lawrence put his hand on his cheek to kiss him harder.
He wanted more. He pressed his tongue into Graham’s parted lips and kissed him more passionately and deeply, everything inside of him feeling like it was on fire. He didn’t protest when Graham leaned forward, which meant that he had to lie back on the cool tile floor, their tongues still intertwined.
“You’re such a good kisser,” Graham said, pulling away from him for a second. Lawrence watched him, his heart beating fast in his chest. He didn’t want to go for more because he didn’t want Graham to feel like he was pushing him for too much, but he also wanted more, and his hardened cock against the fabric of his pants was enough to show that. “Do you want me to stop?”
Lawrence shook his head. “But you have to be absolutely sure.”
“I’m absolutely sure that I want you,” Graham replied. “We can sort everything out later. If you won’t feel used, I mean.”
“Will you be thinking about someone else?”
They both knew that he was talking about Graham’s boyfriend, but neither one of them said anything. Lawrence didn't want to bring his name into the space that they were in right then, when everything felt so passionate, when everything felt so raw. He needed this, he had been yearning for this ever since he had seen Graham for the first time when he had picked him up from the beach, when he had first arrived. But he also didn’t want it if Graham was going to think of his dead boyfriend. Lawrence knew that he couldn’t compete with a memory.
Graham shook his head. “No,” he replied. “Not if the last few days have been any indication.”
“What does that mean?” Lawrence said, licking his lips.
Graham leaned down to speak into his ear. “It means that I keep wanking and thinking about you,” Graham said. “What you would look like with my cock up your ass. What your cock up my ass would feel like.”
“Oh my God,” Lawrence said, tilting his head back, his breathing shallow.
“I’ve kept thinking about all the perverted, dirty things that I want to do to you,” Graham said in a whisper. “I want to fuck you until all you remember is your own name.”
“Yes,” Lawrence replied in-between sharp breaths. “Yes, yes.”
“You want that?”
“Yes,” Lawrence said. “I need you inside of me.”
“Okay,” Graham said. “Should we take this to the bedroom?”
“Okay,” Lawrence replied. Graham got to his feet and extended his hand to help him up. Lawrence smiled at him as Graham pulled him to his feet and then close to him again, kissing him on the mouth. Their chests were touching and Lawrence felt his heart beating fast when Graham kissed him again. Graham could have kissed him for the longest time and Lawrence would have never gotten sick of it. His cock loved it, he loved it. He loved feeling Graham on him, the way that his strong body felt around him, the way that he felt when he was being enveloped by him. Graham pulled away eventually and Lawrence felt a little strange about not being kissed anymore, but his cock twitched at the notion of going to bed with Graham. They both walked together toward the bedroom, Lawrence lagging slightly behind him, holding each other’s hands.
Even if Graham had tried to let go of Lawrence’s hand, Lawrence wouldn’t have let him. This felt right, and even if no sex happened, being hand-in-hand like that felt nice. Not just nice, it felt right. Lawrence was sure that this was the way that it was supposed to feel.
Graham’s bed was bigger than Lawrence’s. He sat down on the edge of it and Lawrence sat next to him. Graham turned to look at him and smiled. “I won’t be offended if you don’t want to do this today.”
Lawrence grabbed Graham’s hand and put it on his crotch, where his erection was almost bursting out of his pants. Graham practically gasped at the touch of his cock. He didn’t move his hand away, though, not even when Lawrence moved his own hand away from Graham’s.
“I want to do this today,” Lawrence said under his breath. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
Graham kissed him again, his breathing ragged. Lawrence kissed him back, putting his hand on his waist and holding on to him. Lawrence lowered himself onto Graham as Graham lay back down on the bed. They continued kissing for what seemed to Lawrence like forever, each time their tongues touch a bit of ecstasy spreading down his spine and all through his body. He could hardly breathe when he moved his face away from him, his heart beating very hard in his chest.
“Take your clothes off,” Lawrence said. “I want to see you naked. In the light.”
Graham chuckled. Lawrence was referring to the light of the lamp next to him, the one on his nightstand, but he didn’t mind it at all. It was better than nothing. He
would have preferred to see him naked under a bright neon light, but he wanted to see him naked full stop. Graham did as he was told. He sat up and took off his shirt, revealing that beautiful manly chest that Lawrence had masturbated to thinking about so many times.
He put his hands on Graham’s chest and felt his hard pectoral muscles. “Your chest is amazing,” he said in one breath.
“You are amazing,” Graham replied, moving his head up to kiss him on the lips again. “I want to be inside of you.”
“Soon,” Lawrence said. “I want to see you. All of you.”
Graham nodded. He was still lying down when he undid the zipper of his shorts and soon he was only wearing his briefs, which were a dark red. Lawrence moved his fingers around the waistband of Graham’s underwear, then around the most sensitive skin that his briefs allowed to be exposed. Graham threw his head back and bit down on his lower lip. “You’re driving me crazy.”
“Good things come to those who wait.”
“That’s a platitude I hate,” Graham said.
“How about this? You’ll cum inside me if you just wait,” Lawrence said, his own cock throbbing at the sight of Graham’s almost-naked body.
Graham groaned. “That’s a lot better.”
“Good,” Lawrence said. “Fuck, you’re beautiful. Can I take off your briefs?”
“Yes,” Graham said quickly. “Please take them off, they’re strangling my cock.”
Lawrence laughed quietly and hooked his fingers onto the waistband of Graham’s underwear. He moved them slowly down his legs, biting his lips down as he stared at Graham’s cock. It was even more gorgeous that it had been the first time he had seen it, erect and uncut, thick with a mushroom head to die for. Lawrence hadn’t thought that it was possible for him to get harder, but he thought that he did at the sight of Graham’s diamond hard cock.
Lawrence grazed Graham’s cock with his tongue, ever-so-slightly, once his underwear was halfway down his legs. He tasted like salt and like him, and Lawrence almost came just from touching his tongue onto his cock for what felt like a split second.
“I want to suck you off,” Lawrence said. He hadn’t planned on it, he was too eager to bottom, to feel Graham inside of him, but he hadn’t expected his cock to be so ridiculously beautiful either. He wanted to taste him, he needed to have him inside of him. Graham nodded and Lawrence lowered his body down on the bed until his mouth was wrapped around Graham’s beautiful cock. He moved his head back and forth until Graham was whimpering and moaning under him, his hips moving of their own accord.
Lawrence felt Graham thread his fingers through Lawrence’s hair and then he heard his breathing intensify as his own did, his hands tight around the base of his cock, ever-so-slightly stroking his balls every now and then. Graham pulled Lawrence’s hair a little bit to get him to back away from his cock.
Lawrence looked at him, his eyes filled with water from the intense blowjob. “What?”
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum in your mouth,” he said. “And I’m pretty sure you promised me your arse.”
“It was hardly a promise,” Lawrence sputtered, though he could feel his cock getting harder at the thought of having Graham inside of him. But having him like this, lying down and useless in front of him from Lawrence’s mouth, it made him feel powerful, especially when he was writhing with pleasure because of the way that Lawrence was working him.
“I’m happy to cum in your mouth,” Graham said. “If that means I have that arse for later.”
“No,” Lawrence said, shaking his head as hard as he could. “No, I want you to cum inside my hole.”
Graham groaned again. “I love it when you talk dirty.”
“Wait until you make me cum.”
Graham shook his head, biting his lower lip. “I don’t know,” he said. “I don’t think I can.”
Lawrence smiled at him, his cheeks red. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Take your clothes off,” Graham said. “Get off the bed and take your clothes off.”
“Okay,” Lawrence answered. He got off the bed, his feet wobbly when they hit the tile floor, and started to undo the buttons of his shirt. He took a little while longer than he should have, because his fingers were shaking as he tried to undo his buttons, but he was eager. Graham could definitely see it, because his cock was standing perpendicular to his body and it seemed to twitch when Lawrence took his shirt off. Then he moved down to his pants, undoing his buttons and pushed his pants down his legs so quickly that he might have given himself a burn. His boxers were tight around his cock and he was sure that Graham could see the outline of his erection, but he didn’t mind. He felt exposed like this, almost ridiculous, but he could tell that Graham was enjoying the show and he wasn’t going to deny him that. It would have felt cruel.
“The lube is in my nightstand,” Graham said. “The bottom drawer.
I could get it, but I want to see you bend down.”
“You make me feel like a piece of meat,” Lawrence grumbled.
“You seem to like it.”
“I like it a lot,” Lawrence said. He leaned down and grabbed the lube, a little white bottle that was practically hidden among everything else, but it still took him a little longer than it normally would have to get it. He liked giving Graham a show and he knew that was exactly what he was doing. He wiggled his ass in the air a little bit, then backed it up until he felt Graham bring his hand down on it, the smack enough to make him startled.
“Sorry,” Graham said. “I couldn’t resist. You’re just so fucking sexy.”
Lawrence groaned, his cock throbbing at Graham’s words. He hadn’t moved his hand off his butt cheek and it was warm and hard against his skin. Lawrence loved it.
“I want to taste you,” Graham said. Lawrence was about to turn around, but Graham’s hands stopped him. He was still facing away from him, his strong hand still on his ass. “No, don’t turn around. I don’t mean that part of you.”
“Wait,” Lawrence said, his cheeks crimson red. “Do you mean you—”
“Yes,” Graham replied. “I want my tongue inside your hole. Come over here and sit on my face, Lawrence.”
Lawrence’s heart was beating so fast that, for a second, he thought he might faint. He had done this before with his ex-boyfriend, a couple of times, but every time, he had felt far too vulnerable, far too exposed. Having a man’s cock inside his ass was one thing, having a man’s tongue inside his asshole was a totally different thing. But Graham wanted it and Lawrence knew that they had to get him ready before he put his cock inside of Lawrence. It might have also been the wine that allowed him to whimper a quiet assent and then slowly, very slowly, get back on the bed. Graham waited for him, not rushing him at all, helping him squat over his face.
“Relax,” Graham said. “I promise you, this will be great.”
Lawrence nodded, trying hard to heed his words. Graham’s tongue swirled around both of his cheeks, and soon, Lawrence breathing was hard and jagged again, and he was slowly dying of anticipation. The position he was in wasn’t particularly comfortable, but every time Graham moved his tongue and his mouth closer and closer to his asshole, Lawrence could swear that he felt his cock twitch. He was moaning by the time that Graham opened his cheeks with his hand and licked his asshole up and down, until his tongue slowly made its way inside his hole to prepare him for what was coming. Lawrence had relaxed and the way that Graham appreciatively moved his tongue up and down, his breathing still hard, made it so that Lawrence could relax even more.
He liked this a lot, there was no way around it, and Graham was an expert at it. Every time his tongue moved inside of him, around his asshole, to a sensitive part of him that was mostly unexplored, Lawrence felt closer and closer to orgasm. Graham pushed him softly onto the bed so that he landed on all fours, his hands barely catching him above Graham’s cock. He didn’t announce anything before he moved his head down it, licking him with vigor, his enthusiasm growing because of what G
raham had done to him only a few seconds ago.
“Stop,” Graham said. Lawrence moved his face away immediately. “I pushed you away because I was about to cum.”
“Right.”
“Are you ready for me?”
Lawrence nodded. “I think so,” he replied.
“Turn around,” Graham said. “I want you to face me when I fuck you.”
“Okay,” Lawrence replied. He turned around so that he was facing Graham and then took the bottle of lube out of Graham’s hands when he handed it to him. He squirted a little of the lube onto his hands and then wrapped his fingers around Graham’s hard cock. He moved his hands up and down to make sure that he was coated, though he was already wet with precum. “I’m ready for you. Are you ready for me?”
Graham nodded quickly. “I’m so ready for you.”
Lawrence shifted his hips so that his ass was right above Graham’s cock. Graham held his cock in place as Lawrence parted his cheeks to allow him access. It hurt a little, at first, because it always did, but once he pushed through that, all that he could feel was an immense pleasure. Graham held out his hands for support and Lawrence struggled to lower himself onto his enormous cock, which seemed even bigger when it was inside of him. “Oh my God,” he said, biting his lower lip, and looking at Graham’s face.
“You’re so tight,” Graham said. Then he looked right at Graham’s face and smiled. “You’re so gorgeous, too.”
“You should see the way you look right now,” Lawrence replied. “You wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off yourself if you tried.”
Graham smiled, grabbing Lawrence’s hips and started to thrust into him, moving slowly at first.
“Touch yourself,” Graham commanded before he started to go faster.
“Yes,” Lawrence replied, grabbing his cock and stroking it up and down as Graham quickened his pace. Soon, Lawrence could feel his orgasm building up from his core all over to his body, and as they moved together in unison, Lawrence threw his head back and screamed that he was going to cum, and he heard Graham groan and scream something too. Too overwhelmed with the feeling of pleasure all over his body to really say or think anything coherent, Lawrence watched through half-open eyes as Graham’s stomach started to be covered with his spunk, his abs contracting when he came inside Lawrence’s body. Once they were both breathless and it was clear that Graham was done, Lawrence rolled over so that he wasn’t on top of him anymore.