I waited for him to enter before locking the door securely behind us and we both head to the small kitchen. Nickoli braces the wall as he sinks his hands in his pockets and I nervously avoided his gaze as I head for a glass to pour him some water from the fridge.
"Thank you." He says politely before drinking. A little too politely.
"You're welcome." I respond before holding my upper arm with my other hand.
Nickoli finishes the glass in one gulp and I take the glass before putting it in the sink. I felt as though the cold night was suddenly as hot as day and I braced the sink as once more I avoided eye contact. I heard a chuckle come from a few feet away and I looked up just as Nickoli breached the small gap between us.
I don't know what I expected when I invited him in but when he slipped both hands around my neck and kissed me, I realized I truly didn't care.
"Do you know how hard it is to focus when you're around?" He asks as he kisses the side of my face.
I didn't have to respond because seconds later he kisses me while his hands pull my waist closer to him and I'm made very aware of what me distracting him meant.
The way he kissed me always made me lose my train of thought and I wanted to tell him how he too affected me when the feel of his rough fingers on my bare skin cut into my thoughts.
I closed my eyes and lifted my head to the ceiling as the combination of roaming fingers and sucking of neck had me disoriented. My reality kicked in as a warm palm encircled my very hard length seconds before I heard his profanities being whispered in my ear and I reluctantly pulled away if only to gather my bearings.
"Fuck." He says in an even tone, his face flushed and eyes hooded as though he had smoked weed. "Fuck."
He once more pulls me to him and traps my mouth with his before relieving me of my shirt. "You're so fucking sexy." He whispers as once more his hands slip past my pants and boxers to grip my ass.
"I want you so fucking bad right now."
I groan at his confession and I could feel my sanity leaving me once more before I pushed him away and held my hand out to stop him from pulling me back in. His dick looked like it was seconds away from bursting out his pants and I took a deep breath before releasing.
"I... I don't want to have sex." I say nervously, biting my lip in anticipation of his anger.
"What?" He asks as I'm sure he's yet to calm down enough to focus on my words. "You're gonna have to stop biting your lip if you want me to focus on whatever it is you're saying."
"I... I don't want to have sex."
I watch as Nickoli sighs before he turns around and runs both hands through his hair. He takes a minute to stare at the wall before he repositioned his pants and faces me once more.
"Um... that's okay, that's cool. Yeah, no problem." He says with a smirk. "Come lock the door behind me, okay?"
He starts to head out and I hurriedly called his name. "Wait. Um... we can um... we can do other stuff... if you're okay with that."
He turns and looks at me, eyebrow raised. "Other stuff?"
"Yeah. Um, I'm not ready for sex but we can... I can still..." My words trail off and I hear him chuckle.
"Hey. Just because I have a raging hardon doesn't mean you have to help me get rid of it. I'm a big boy I can just-"
"I don't want you going to someone else." I blurted out.
Again he chuckles before coming closer to me. "I was going to say I can just handle it on my own."
"No. I want to."
"You sure?"
Instead of answering, I just kissed him. I wasn't used to taking command between the two of us and he's quickly aware of this as I hesitate, opting to just give him smooches. Thankfully he deepens the kiss and I'm quick to submit.
Nickoli pulls away for a brief second and looks at me as though asking for permission and I nod as he pushes my pants to my ankles. My boxers soon followed and he kisses me as he grips my hard length.
"Damn you're leaking so fucking much." He groans against my lips and I feel my length twitch in his hands.
My hands instinctively wrap around his waist as I buried my face in his neck in a mad attempt to stifle my moans at his expert touches.
I suddenly feel his length rubbing against my own and my moans started getting louder. "Yes!" I say. "Yes, Yes! That feels so good."
I grip his waist tighter as his actions increase and we both started to move our hips in a rhythm. "Oh shit, Nickoli! That feels so good." I moan as I feel my sanity slipping away.
His own groans start to get louder and I bit down on his neck as I felt my load coat his hands and chest to create a sticky mess just as his does shortly after.
My body felt weak and I looked up at a satisfied Nickoli as his eyes are closed and he's trying to control his breathing.
"That's a lot of cum ." I say as he pulls away from me and heads to where the paper towels are.
I watch as he nods and wipes his stomach and his now deflated length before taking a fresh piece and cleaning me off too.
"Bedroom?" He asks and I trust him enough to lead him there.
I made a mental note to clean the leaked cum from off the floor in the morning as we headed into my bedroom. We both got under my covers, me with my boxer and pants back in their previous position and Nickoli fully dressed.
"Is it really okay for you to spend the night?"
He chuckles before kissing my forehead and pulling my arm around him so he was the little spoon. "I'll face this direction so you don't have to worry about me taking advantage of you."
"I never said-"
"Shhhh. Sleepy time."
I rolled my eyes and slipped off the bed to shut off the lights before once more wrapping my arm around him.
"Good night, Zach." Nickoli murmurs.
"Good night, Nickoli."
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Breaking The Rules
Teen FictionZachary Michaels is your average 20 year old gay guy who moved from a small town into the big city to start anew and get away from his straight neck family. One day he wakes to find a naked sex magnet in his bed and since then, nothing is ever the s...