Con Brio: Todd and Ian's story

22) Ian (NSFW)

Ian can't think, can't even really feel, can't worry as Todd pushes him back on the bed and grins at him. Is this really happening? Has Todd really says the things he said? Ian can barely believe it, but Todd is there, moving down, licking his belly, going down, down...
Ian groans loudly when Todd's fingers glance over him as he pulls his jeans open. 
"Oh, Toddy..." he moans, then stills in embarrassment. But Todd looks up.
"Toddy, huh?" he whispers. "I like it."
Ian would say something else, but Todd's lips are closing around him and the time for conscious thought is gone. 
He has no idea why he's crying, but tears are pouring out of his eyes as Todd moves up and down, going deeper until Ian wonders how he's not gagging. He's building him slowly, today, and his breath is speeding up as the tears flow faster. He opens his eyes and looks at the white ceiling. It looks different, somehow, because his whole world has shifted upside down and nothing is the same anymore. 
Oh God, is this really happening? 
He falls into an orgasm unexpectedly, groaning loudly, calling Todd's name. 
He can't believe he's allowed. 
He can't believe he's crying more. 
"Oh, Ian. Baby. Hey." 
Todd is there, moving up, lying with him. 
Baby. He called him baby. 
"Hey. You okay? Did I do something wrong?" he whispers against Ian's ear. 
Ian shakes his head. 
"No. I'm sorry. It's just... a lot to take in."
Todd nods.
"I know. It'll be okay, I promise. As long as you love me, I promise."
Ian turns his teary face to him.
"I always will."
Has he ever seen Todd smile before like that? He doesn't think so. 
Is that really because of him? How?
Resolve is growing in him and he would glance down to check, but he doesn't have to. He feels Todd, hard against his leg. He's into this. 
So it's up to him, now. 
"Um." he says as the tears finally stop. And they are really gone, like they've been erased somehow, by what Todd just did, maybe, or by what he's about to do. And he doesn't even really know where the courage comes from, but he pushes himself up a little and puts his hand on Todd's chest to make him lie down. 
Can he do this? And if so, how? He glances down at the obvious bulge in Todd's jeans. It's glorious. Hesitantly he puts his hand on Todd's belly and rubs. Todd leans back and groans softly. So Ian's hand goes down, further, until he reaches the band of Todd's jeans. Todd opens his eyes, and the look in them takes Ian aback. They shine, like he's never seen before. Then Todd takes Ian's hand and puts it on his erection. 
"Yeah?" he asks softly, and Ian nods vociferously. 
Todd starts rubbing himself with Ian's hand, showing him how, then lets go. Ian leans over and kisses him, then fumbles with his button. 
"Oh, God." Todd moans as his eyes roll back. One more tug, and he springs free, big, bold, and so beautiful. Ian grabs him and moves, like he would himself, gently, taking his time. He wants to take him into his mouth, like Todd just did to him, but he has no idea how to. What if he does it wrong? So he just moves his hand, up and down, up and down, until he hears the groan. 
Oh God, Todd's going to come, and something trills in him at the thought. It's his hand, that is doing this, and all at once he feels so powerful. He moves Todd's shirt back just in time, before he moans again and comes hard, his warmth shooting out onto his belly and flowing over Ian's hand. 
When it's all over Todd sighs, the deepest, most contented sigh, and pulls him so he lies with his head on Todd's shoulder. Todd kisses his hair. 
"That was wonderful." he says gently, making Ian feel even better. 
"Really? I don't know if I knew what I was doing." he tells him honestly. 
Todd chuckles. 
"Well, then you must be a natural."
He settles into him with a smile.