Warning: Smut
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Nick
Saturday Evening
Charlie and I have been together for a couple months now. We haven't seen each other in a while and I was so excited to see him today.
I started getting ready around 2 p.m. and told Charlie I'd meet him at his house in 30 minutes or so.
As I walked outside I realized the sky was gray and it was probably going to rain. But I decided I'd rather go without an umbrella than waste more time getting one.
This was a bad idea...
About five minutes into my walk, rain starts pouring from the sky. Of course I get soaking wet, "gosh, now I'm gonna show up looking a mess to meet Char"
Charlie
Nick arrived
When Nick arrived he was soaked from head to toe.
I thought to myself "What a dummy, he forgot his umbrella all because he wanted to see me."
Which of course was so sweet.
"Hi" he says
"Hi" I reply with a shy smile spread across my face.
"Come in before you catch a cold!" I say with worry.
As he stepped inside he had a huge smile on his face with bright red cheeks. I assumed he wanted to hug me but instead he stepped back.
"I would hug you but Im soaking w-" before he finished his sentence I stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
"I don't care silly" I say as we stare at each other blushing.
We head upstairs and I give Nick a sweater of mine and he changes, right in-front of me.
I didn't realize then but I was starring at him with my mouth wide open.
"Charlie, Are you okay??" He says with confusion.
"Uhm... yeah, why?" I say in embarrassment.
"Because your staring at me with your mouth open silly, close it before you start drooling." He laughs.
I turn red as he moves forward, shirtless.
He grabs my face and says...
"Your so beautiful Charlie." And kisses me.
I was in shock.
Nick is the most attractive person on earth. This entire situation turns me on...
Nick had never really turned me on unless I was alone fantasizing about him.
This makes me nervous.
I hope he doesn't notice. What if he hates me for it? What if he breaks up with me?
Nick interrupts my thoughts by asking if I'm okay.
I say no.
Nick proceeds to ask why.
"Because you've turned me on and I feel that you'll hate me for it."
"Oh no, Charlie of course not. In fact, you do the same to me at times."
Nick reminds me of the time we kissed in his room for a bit longer than usual.
"Remember when you sat on my lap? And I jumped up and excused myself to the bathroom?"
"Yes"
"Well, I was so turned on. And in all honesty, that isn't the only time you've turned me on."
"Really" I ask.
" Yes really, sometimes I fantasize more than just kissing, and sometimes I touch myself thinking of you." He confesses.
He left me speechless. What do I even say?
"Wait... so when I sat on your lap, did you have a..."
"Yes Charr"
" Do you have one now?"
He places my hand on his crotch answering my question without speaking.
Nick is something.
He always acts so innocent but he isn't at all.
Nick began kissing me and he pulled me up into his lap. Churning my hips.
Nick
My pants started to feel tighter and tighter with every turn.
My face began turning red and we stopped for a moment.
"Char, are you comfortable with this?"
"Yes, I like it, you should do it more often."
"Fuck Charr"
"What is it Nick?"
"When did you get so confident?"
He began kissing me and turning on my lap again, and I couldn't help but moan.
I grab Charlie by his waist and bring him to his bed, and we slowly remove each other's tops.
I could see that Charlie wasn't really comfortable with this at the moment.
I remember Charlie telling me he didn't feel confident in his body.
I ask, "Charlie, are you okay? Should we stop?"
He looks at me, hugs me, and says, "I'll be okay, just give me some time."
