I Kissed a Boy [complet]

Preliminaries 🔞

Gavin tucked a lock of his still damp hair behind his ear. Marc, on the other side of the screen, followed the gesture with a dry throat. We had to talk, say something. Mark opened his mouth. It took him two tries to get out a not too mediocre "Hi". Gavin laughs softly.

— Hi...

They exchanged a smile again. Marc licked his lips. Gavin pinched his. Marc took a deep breath.

— How are you, Gavin?

Gavin smiled.

— Is that to imply that I'm still with Winnie?

Marc froze. Gavin smiled.

— Would that change anything?

Marc took the time to reflect.

— Nope. That's not going to stop me.

His eyes burned as he stared at Gavin through the screen.

— I want you.

Gavin looked back at him and licked his bottom lip. His voice was a bit hoarse

— Do you think it will stop once we have...

Marc's voice also lost an octave.

— I do not know. I do not want to know it.

A slow smile tugged Gavin's lips. The voice became playful. He half closed his eyes and looked at him through his eyelashes.

— And if I made sure to resist you again...and again...how much longer could you hold out?

Marc swallowed his saliva.

— I do not know. And you?

— Me ?

— Yes you. Are you sure you want to play this? Day after day. Night after night. Imagine my hands on you. My mouth, my body...hearing me moan your name out of breath...but not being entitled to it?

Gavin's breathing quickened. It was Marc's turn to smile sensually. He lay down on his bed, keeping the phone up. Gavin settled better on his pillows too. Marc moved his phone and Gavin could see that he was only wearing pajama bottoms with the fabric stretched by his erection. Marc's eyes followed Gavin's face as he studied him. He knew he was attractive and he knew how to play it. He tensed his abs without seeming to, making Gavin gasp. Slowly he rubbed his fingertips up and down his belly several times. Gavin was hypnotized. His already underlying desire exploded and he stiffened in a moan that did not escape Marc. He had a dry mouth. Gavin's cheeks were flushed, his lips glistening with saliva, and his pupils were dilated until they invaded his irises. Marc touched the waistband of his pajama bottoms with the tip of his index finger, then the bump in his pants and came back to the waistband and he stopped.

— And now ?

Gavin blinked.

— Eh ?

Mark laughs softly. A laugh that once again contracted his abs. Gavin swallowed his saliva. Mark resumed.

— I continue if you show me.

The words struggled to mean anything to Gavin. It took a few moments and, when he understood, he blushed even more. Marc's purring voice infiltrated again.

— Show me, Gavin. You too have a hard-on. Show me.

Hand shaking slightly, Gavin lifted the phone and tilted it. Marc could see him half lying on a blue bedspread. Gavin wore a baggy t-shirt and boxer shorts. He had his legs closed.

— Spread them for me, baby.

As much as Gavin was in the grip of Marc's voice, Marc was on the verge of an explosion watching him. He felt his pants moisten as his penis released a few drops of pleasure.