Lay Me Down (MxM)

35. Fort Knox 🫑

Lovely humans, I'm back, and I'm thrilled to finally be publishing two successive chapters that will make up the remainder of this long-awaited moment between Jae and Lucas. A forewarning that: these chapters will contain sexual content, and harsh language. I appreciate all of your patience and kind messages to me on Instagram; it's really nice hearing how much you all are enjoying this novel of mine and it only encourages me further, so thank you! I know you have all waited a long time for these updates, but I just couldn't rush through the writing process and produce a half-assed chapter. I wanted to do these men and their first time together justice, especially for Luca, being the little gay virgin he is (or was, heh). Life has been so busy lately and I've been struggling a lot with my health, so thank you for all of your patience.

Take care, and I look so forward to reading your comments! -Sincerely, Quill

Lucas

"How's that?"

Jae's voice was hushed. He gave my thigh a gentle squeeze with his hand and trailed his fingertips across my skin; soft touches that made me melt. Touches meant to help me relax. His strong shoulders rose and fell in time with my pounding heart, and although his cock was about halfway in my ass, Jae's face was marred by caution, not pleasure.

Like he was scared to hurt me.

"Fine, I think." I let out a shaky exhale and shut my eyes to try and help my hole relax around him. He'd used plenty of lube and worked on loosening me up with his fingers beforehand, but for some reason over the last like, fifteen fucking minutes, I still couldn't relax enough for him to slip all the way in or move without it just being too uncomfortable.

What the fuck?

Jae's brows knitted together, and he let out a gruff noise. "You 'think'?" He pulled out of me slowly and caught his breath.

"I didn't tell you to stop." I grumbled.

Jae gave me a scolding look. "Either it feels good, or it doesn't, and I'm not gonna keep doing it if it's hurting. You know with me that vague answers won't do."

I rolled my eyes and propped myself up on my elbow, glowering a bit at his stupid perfect face, but Jae just held my gaze firmly. "Yeah, whatever..."

"Uhuh, mister attitude." He dropped down and kissed my inner thigh and laid his face against me there. "Look, how about we take a break and try something else for a bit. Get your mind off the anxiety."

"I'm not anxious!" I flopped down onto my back and felt a few tears gather behind my eyes. "... I'm fine, Jae."

He hummed disbelievingly and moved so he could lay his body alongside mine. I only felt more frustrated now that he'd stopped; especially when I saw him roll the condom off his cock. Jae clearly wasn't trying to fuck me anymore. But then again, my ass wasn't letting him fuck me, so what was the point? He just nuzzled my neck and kissed my shoulder. "It's not like we're in a rush... besides, your first time should be a positive experience, not just a 'grin and bear it' kinda deal."

I scoffed. "You're not in a hurry, but I am. I've been dreaming of you filling me ever since we met. But now that it's time to fuck, my hole isn't cooperating. You fingered me just the other day and we had no problems, but now I'm like fucking... fuckin' Fort Knox or whatever and I'm over it."

Jae

"Fort Knox, huh?" I echoed, trying not to smirk. Fort Knox was a bit of an exaggeration, but it was true, his hole was having some trouble relaxing. When I ate his ass earlier, I could feel him relax into me, but that's not the same as trying to shove your dick in a tight virgin ass. Anyway, it was obvious something had changed.

Lucas had gone somewhere else. His body was here, but not his mind. I didn't know where he'd gone, but it was obvious he wasn't okay. Whether he was too hyper focused on not being able to relax was the main problem, or perhaps he was just anxious overall about it being his first time? I honestly wasn't sure. I felt like he was holding something back, like he was overthinking everything, and there was no way he'd be able to relax his body if he couldn't calm the storm in his head.

I brushed my fingers through his messy curls and kissed his temple. He just sniffled and wiped his watery eyes aggressively.

"You're thinking too much." I murmured. "Besides, two of my fingers are not the same as my whole cock."