Never Knew Love (boy*boy)

Belt.

 
   Rory was asleep, he was so cute. We were together, and I was more than happy to take care of him. It was about two months since we got here, everything was more than perfect. I was planning on taking him out in the snow for some horse play.

   Cierra was gathering food, like usual for her famously good dinners which I discovered recently. There was more food here than you think.
     I kissed his forehead and his cheeks, accidentally waking him up by my affectionate gestures. "I'm sorry, I was just so stunned by-"
  He kissed me, roughly, could he have known what I was about to say? Did he even care?
            At this point my thoughts scattered, his finger turned a blinding bright blue as he turned every single speck of dust into a beautiful star, there were blue particles in the entire room, it got cold too.
"H-how did you-?" I stuttered, but I could tell he had no clue either. Rory was just about, or even more confused than I was.

The color blue resembled the traditional color of djinns, but Rory was something special. He could do much more than his family. The dust began to dance gracefully, playfully. Rory's hair began to glow, it wasn't white anymore.. it changed into a gorgeous baby blue, the color his skin was supposed to be. When I touched his skin, the dust became a hot pink, a deep, intimate color that made me want to savor each and every one.
     Rory inhaled as the dust spiraled into a plethora of colors, ones I haven't even see yet! It all surrounded him and soaked into the roots of his skin.
    From that point, he changed. I didn't know how yet, but I was bound to find out when he awoke. He laid there peacefully, I knew not to bother him.

Rory's P.O.V (FINALLY)

I saw, I felt, I acted. I needed his face between my legs. I was changing. I was different. I think I was bad now.
   I didn't want to be, but I was spacing out.
  "Rory, Are you okay?" I heard Zeke chime in, and I nodded to shut him up. I started unbuckling my pants, to my surprise Ezekiel backed away. Why couldn't I remember? Why? Something was valuable. I couldn't remember, why was he scared? Why was he moving away? Why, why, why?!
 
What was happening to me? I couldn't remember my best friend-my boyfriend's history.
  "Why are you afraid of me?" I said boldly, monotone almost.

"My-my dad, you know that.." Ezekiel whimpered, looking at the loosened piece of leather on my waist. His face looked so innocent and I loved it.
  I got up and placed him in bed with me, forcing his face to my covered bugle. Zeke shook as I pulled down my jeans and revealed my underwear. I grabbed his hand and traced it along the belt slowly, rubbing the back of his head when the memory of that specific story came into view.
     "Now it's my turn to tell you it's okay," I grunted under my breath, leaning my head back. Keeping my hand on the back of his neck, I wasn't pushy at all. Maybe at first I got carried away but why not make him feel happy first? He's done that to me and all I've done is take advantage of him...
      That made me realize something. Why am I asking for him to pleasure me? Why am I being so selfish?...
  I sighed, I hated being like this. I switched places with him, earning a puzzled look.
     Zeke didn't stop me but he squirmed like he didn't want me to do this.

       I was slow with pulling down his pants and boxers, when I got to his actual cock, I had no clue what I was doing. Zeke started spreading his legs, relaxing at my touch on his thighs.
   Believe me, this idea had me imagining that I wasn't going to enjoy this at all.. but I was wrong. Ezekiel caressed my cheek before guiding it to his shaft.
             He gently rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip and slid the tip in, moaning quietly while the heat generated off of his skin.
"You-you've changed," Zeke whispered, placing my hand on his pale, warm chest. I felt.. good. Nobody ever told me kind things, so hearing it made me doubt him.
     "You're s-so beautiful.."
The words rung in my ears, my face glowed a bright red, my arms adjusted around his waist.
I could feel the pulsing on my tongue, he was definitely excited.
 

   I couldn't throat him completely, my gag reflexes were awful. Zeke didn't mind much, he encouraged me to be careful and comfortable with what I was doing.
   "I'm really-close, you m-might want to move your mouth," He laid back, twitching all over. I went down ways too far and choked. "B-baby, I-I'm-" Zekiel panicked, that was enough to make him cum. He quickly gripped my chin and tried pulling me off, but I didn't let him pluck my lips from the head of his cock.

     I heard him groan, jolt and lightly felt him thrust into my mouth twice, petting my head as if I was doing everything he wanted perfectly.
      My cheeks were filled full of his release, he looked at me and put a napkin to my lips. "Please.. s-spit it out, you've done too much already.."
I refused by taking his hand and putting it on my throat, allowing him to feel me swallowing it all. He shuddered with delight, he snatched his hand away.
  It tasted bitter, salty, I didn't enjoy it as much, I loved him, though. That's why I wanted to do it.
    Because I love him.

Zeke scooped me up and hugged the life out of me, bringing me to his chest. "Gods-Rory, I love you.. but don't you ever f-fucking do that again. It worries me, you know I worry about you choking and hurting yourself.. be more carefu--"
   I sighed and collapsed in his arms, "I love you too, Ezekiel."