The Lovable Jerk (boyxboy)

Chapter 22

Westin

Fuck.

Fuck.

I wasn't supposed to kiss him. I just wanted to hug him but I pushed it further. I was really trying my hardest not to think with my dick but it was so hard when Arlo turned me on so much. Even his low moans rattled me up and I was having lustful thoughts of bending him over and thrusting into his round ass at full speed.

Thinking about it made my situation worse I was getting hard again. I sighed looking at my pants.

"Come on, big guy go down...I need to
go back to Arlo." I mumbled down looking at my crotch.

After a few minutes of calming myself by thinking of used diapers, I quickly made my way to Arlo finding him in the kitchen. He looked like he admired it, it was the first thing his eyes landed on when we entered my penthouse.

I slowly made my way toward him wondering what the hell I going to tell him. Before I could say anything he turned around to face me avoiding eye contact.

"Hey..." I said, scratching the back of my neck.

"Hey, so...I was wondering if one day I could cook something here. That is if we are still seeing each other or choose to remain fri--" He was choosing to ignore the kiss incident but then again I knew he probably thought it was his fault.

"I stopped the kiss because I got a little too excited if you know what I mean," I informed him ignoring what he was saying, and his face turned red looking away from me.

"I thought that's a good thing." I heard him whisper.

I guess it was then again I didn't want to get excited because we weren't going to have sex. I didn't want Arlo to feel rushed and I was willing to wait. What stunned me most was the fact that I was excited because of a kiss that was definitely new. All my relationships after Riley were casual and I knew Arlo wasn't the same so I needed to be slower with him. That's why I pulled away from the kiss before things got out of hand.

"I just...I thought you'd like to take things slow."

"I would but how about I make those decisions myself... I'll tell you if we are moving too fast." He finally said, looking up at me and I stood there a little taken aback.

I didn't expect him to say that but for some reason, it turned me on. From what I gathered I figured he was a virgin so I didn't want to terrify him with anything too sensual apart from kissing. I nodded smiling at him.

"How about we take a swim before I take you home? " I suggested wanting to spend more time with him.

"I don't have any swim trunks."

"You got boxers or briefs? They count as swim trunks too."

"Nope, I'm wearing a thong." He replied and for the first since we met my eyes grew wide he then burst out in a fit of laughter. "I'm kidding I'm wearing boxers." Too late, I was already imagining him in a thong, and boy did he look sexy.

"That sucks..." I commented leaning close to his ears. "I would have loved to see you in that," I whispered and his face grew red, he then started walking ahead.

I was guessing he was trying to go to the pool but he was heading the wrong way so I approached him wrapped my arms around his waist and guarded him to the right out the glass door which wasn't hard to miss but Arlo somehow did.

"Let's get wet," I smirked taking off my clothes only left in my boxers, and jumped in the pool.

When I looked back at Arlo he was still standing there fully clothed. I wasn't about to force him to get in the pool so I encouraged him to at least sit by the side of the pool which he did. I made sure he was comfortable before swimming around the pool and finally stopping in between his legs. His fingers kept tagging the end of his shirt probably a nervous habit, I couldn't help but find that cute.