Finding Yourself: Book Two

Chapter Nineteen: Love?

*smexy scene alert if that makes anyone uncomfortable. Mentions of sexual assault and even racism in this chapter*

By the time Devin finished making out with Sam, the boy's top half was covered in little nicks and bruises. The boy had moaned and gasped, and it made Devin so hot- he was ready for more. Devin had gestured to the shirtless boy to get on the ground.

Sam slid to his knees, dropping in between Devin's legs. His hands started fiddling with the button of Devin's pants.

"I'm throwing out a disclaimer. I've never done this before," Sam laughed a breathless laugh, then he pulled the Devin's underwear down to "Mmm," Sam hummed pleasantly as he saw Devin's dick. But Devin grabbed Sam's face gently.

"Are you a virgin?" He questioned quickly. If so, he wanted to wait for more pleasant circumstances to do sexual things with Sam.

"No," Sam admitted, shrugging- but he stared intently down at Devin's crotch, "Only done it once though. And I've never done this."

"I'll be gentle," Devin promised.

Sam looked like he wanted to say something, then changed his mind. But there was a pleasant emotion in his eyes.

"Okay," he nodded. Sam then eagerly slid his lips around the tip of Devin's cock. He was testing the waters slowly by first, seeing how far he could go. Devin thought it was the sexiest thing to watch. He groaned.

"By the way, whoever had you before," Devin said, his voice low, "You're mine now, got that?"

Sam slid off his dick to say, "I know you're jealous but, trust me, you're way better than him."

Did Devin have a praise kink? Because the minute those words came out of Sam's mouth, he was groaning and pulling Sam back toward his crotch.

Sam went back to work without complaint.

"You're very eager for a beginner," Devin huffed appreciatively. Sam didn't get a chance to comment as he sucked slowly. Almost too slow for Devin- but it was Sam's first time.

Sam was sloppier than some of the girls Devin had been with, but the boy was somehow better. Maybe it was because Sam wasn't faceless- Sam belonged to him. The collar around Sam's neck reminded Devin constantly of that.

He didn't think of Sam as an outlet for escape. Sam was his boyfriend, his equal. As Sam sucked closer to the base of Devin's cock, Devin met his mouth with small thrusts.

They were barely noticeable,but they filled Devin with ultimate pleasure. To look down and see Sam, his blue eyes closed with focus and that collar crowning his shirtless torso, was the hottest thing he had ever seen. The blush mingled along his freckles as he squeaked (though muffled) when Devin's long member brushed the back of this throat.

Suddenly, Sam leaned back, his lips sliding from the base to the tip before popping off. Devin could feel his toes wanting to curl.

"Is something wrong?" Devin questioned. His mind was still fuzzy, but he was concerned.

"Yeah," Sam smiled, "Stop going easy on me. I want it to feel rough."

"I told you I would go gentle," Devin reminded, "I don't want you to be overwhelmed. Are you sure-"

"Yes," Sam interrupted without hesitation, "You'll soon find out, but I like to be under the control of slightly rough hands."

"You're kinky for a virgin," Devin noted softly, but was too busy threading fingers through Sam's hair to notice his own words.

"Not a virgin," Sam clarified, before his mouth slid back onto Devin. Devin decided to give Sam what he wanted.

"Okay, just to be safe-" Devin declared, holding up two of his fingers to make an 'x'. "Make this symbol if it gets to be too much and you want me to stop."