If You Seek Me [Love Simon Sex Story We All Wanted]

'my gold god'

Then Bram lets the blanket slide down off his face and starts kissing my neck. But these were not the slow baby kisses of a normal sick person. His lips move along my neck eagerly and hungrily. His soft, warm, wet mouth traces my skin.

I pull back to see he is not sick at all. He is wearing black eyeliner that made his big beautiful eyes pop [see Dance Academy movie 1h30m] and soft gold eye shadow on his eyelids [see 2018 MTV Movie Awards]. Around his neck is a sexy black choker with a silver rose on it [see Glaad Awards and H&M/Cochella pics above]. 

My mouth falls open. He looks so hot. So beautiful. Boys were not supposed to be this pretty. With the eye makeup, I think he looks like some sort of gorgeous Egyptian painting.

"Do you like it?" he whispers in a low voice. Then, before I could answer, he pushes the blanket down to reveal his smooth bare chest, painted with glittery gold dust [H&M/Cochella pics above].

My eyes hungrily feast on his sculpted body, taking in the curve of his chest and his dark nipples. He was like a beautiful golden god. "I love it," I manage to whisper, leaning in to give him a quick kiss.

He grins, "Good!" He kisses me back. "I love you, Si."

I smile, "I love you too, Bram."

Then he pulls me to him and starts kissing me again. His hands cupped my cheeks and his tongue licks into my lips as they break open, gasping for air. His kisses are strong, confident and demanding.

This felt like something more than the hot but frustrating makeout sessions we had in the past.

Slowly, Bram slides off the couch and gets up. He is wearing a long black skirt covered by a black lace skirt with embroidered flowers and little 3D yellow butterflies stitched onto the outside. [H&M and Cochella pics above] He grasps my hand and pulls me up off the floor. Wordlessly, he leads me upstairs to his bedroom.

The lights are off but his whole bedroom is lit by dozens and dozens of candles. Their little flames dance against the darkened walls, flickering and casting a soft yellow hue over everything. Soft music is playing in the background, but my eyes go straight to his large four poster king bed. Red rose petals are tossed across the top of fresh white linen, inviting and promising me an unforgettable night of ecstacy.

This is definitely not going to be a mere makeout session.

It is so dreamy and romantic, and so not what I had been expecting. Somehow I had imagined our first time would be hurried, hidden away in the backseat of my hatchback, parked off some scenic road overlooking the city on a starry night or something. A forbidden love, carried out somewhere far away from people and civilization. Somewhere where no one could stumble upon the desperate love between two boys or hear our unrestrained moans.  

In contrast, Bram's room is a familiar world - the warmth and comfort of home. A place we could be our real selves and don't have to feel ashamed or like we have to hide. It is a place of safety, where real love should unfold and two boys in love could share something precious. What Bram is giving me is like the stuff girls must dream about. And I found myself completely loving it. I am so ready for this. 

He is watching me and grinning happily over his surprise.

"Wow," escapes my lips.I take his hands in mine and pull him close, whispering in a low voice, "This is so much more amazing than I ever could have dreamed. Thank you."

"I wanted it to be special for us," he whispers back.

"It is perfect," I breath.

 And then, as if a green light switched on telling me to 'go,' I start kissing him without reservation. All lips and tongue. My hands move around his hips, pushing him back up against the foot of the bed. They roam over his gold glittery chest, cupping him where his shape curves. My palms rubbed into his dark nipples and I felt them harden to my touch.

"Mmmmm...," he moans, his tongue licking deeper into my mouth to find mine and roll over it in an intoxicating dance. He reachs up to slide my blue gray hoodie off, then laughs when he finds the maroon one underneath. "Your all hoodie wardrobe rocks my world," he grins, quoting some the words I had told him Ethan at school had once said to me. [Love Simon movie]

I laugh back and it relaxes me. I help him unzip my maroon hoodie and toss it aside.

He pulls my gray t-shirt up over my head and starts kissing me again.

I had worn a lot of layers. I expected to play nurse to a very sick boy. Who knew we would be doing this?

His hands run up and down my chest, unable to stop from touching me everywhere.

His fingers set my skin aflame everywhere they travel. It is my turn to gasp, breathless from his kisses and delicious touch. My skin is on fire and it seems like every sensation is going straight to my crotch. Soon I am hard and burning up. 

My hands make their way down to his hips, circling his waist, and to his lower back to hold him close. I press up against him, grinding our hips together, wanting him to feel me. I could feel he was hard too. The feeling of his penis pressing into me makes me dizzy.

I hear his breath come in short strong gasps, telling me he can feel me too. He moans freely and loudly as I grind into him.

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So Friday was too long to wait. I couldn't do that to you. So here is chapter 2. Friday, I will post a part with sex, but I need to finish it. BTW, this is my first time writing anything like this. If it is inaccurate or lame, that's prob cuz I have zero experience in this department. I'm still fantasizing! :P