He Changed Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twenty-two

            Imagine my surprise when, in my deep sleep, I felt something wet going up and down my member and opened my eyes to see Seth between my legs. At first I thought I was dreaming but it felt too fucking real. He made eye contact with me the exact second he took the tip in his mouth and sucked on it. At that moment the question: “what are you doing?” got stuck in my throat. The muscles in my stomach clenched as I lost my strength and flopped back onto the bed, moaning. I felt his mouth going up and down until he reached the tip and latched onto the head.

            I writhed on the bed, turning all angles without control and groaning at the magnificent sensation. As Seth bobbed his head, the more I groaned and arched off the bed. He didn’t seem to mind me moving much until I lost control and thrust my hip forward.

            He pulled back. “Sorry,” I panted.

            He quickly went back to work, giving me blissful pleasure. I knew I wasn’t going to last long the second I saw him between my legs but I couldn’t believe how close I was so quickly. No matter how badly I tried to make it last it just got better. My stomach burned with the need to release, more so as he went up and down faster.

            “Seth,” I warned, breathily. As my back arched and my toes curled, my fingers grasped the sheet, desperate for something to hold on to. “Se—Ngh!” I grunted as my body bucked, releasing an explosive orgasm that made me momentarily deaf and saw white behind my closed lids.

            As I came down from my high, my body shuddering as I did, I softened in Seth’s mouth. I felt him pulling my boxers and pajamas up then I felt him moving until he was lying next to me. He took my arm and put it around his neck as his went over my waist.

            I got my strength back and I turned so we were facing each other, gently brought my head down and kissed him passionately. He moved closer to me, much to my enjoyment. I moved a leg over his as we continued to kiss deeply. The best part was there was nothing sexual about it, just closeness and intimacy.

            We broke apart, staring into each other’s eyes for a while with nothing but comfortable silence between us. While gazing at him I noticed a few things, he was a bit scruffy, which looked like sex on him; his hair was longer, his eyes were brighter, they were like twinkling stars at night; his skin held more color than before—like he had in high school. Needless to say, he was happier.

            “Awe, look at you two,” Chris cooed, jumping on my bed. He shimmied his way until he was lying down between Seth and I. I moved over so he could have more space. Suddenly he froze. “I’m not in sex bed, am I?”

            “Uh, not really.”

            “I can live with that. Did you guys have fun last night? I hadn’t been to a charity dinner in years. All those people were so happy, man….”

            Every year, on the evening before thanksgiving my parents always threw a charity dinner at the local elementary school gym. It was for the homeless, families that wouldn’t be able to have a nice thanksgiving dinner. A lot of people where there last night, more than I’ve ever seen. They were happy and sociable and really helpful to those who couldn’t help themselves, even though we had a catering company helping out along with the five of us and employees of my parents. Seth knew of the charity dinners from the flyers we send out every year but he didn’t know it was my parents that did it. He was pleasantly surprise.

            “Did you have fun, Seth?”

            “Yeah,” Seth answered him. “It was nice.”