You're the only One

First Night in Barcelona

     Jorge took a deep breath before hesitantly reaching out his hand. Benji felt something on his arm and turned around to see his beautiful baby boy. Jorge was quickly pulled into a tight and clumsy hug as both boys tried not to cry. Neither really knew what to say at first so they continued to hold each other while Jorge wheezed.  

     "Hi" Benji finally whimpered out. 

     "Hi" Jorge replied, pulling back to look at his boyfriend who was there right in front of him for the first time and he could no longer hold back his tears.

     "Oh baby." Benji chuckled as he pulled his boy against his chest. He buried his face into Jorge's curly black hair and just breathed in the feeling of finally being with him after what felt like years of tiktoks and texts and video calls. They stood grasping each other for a few minutes as people walked by before Jorge suggested they start back to his house.

     The day went by in a blur, Benji met Jorge's family, the two of them went for a hike up a pretty mountain, and of course there were plenty of fast food stops. Finally, the boys were curled up together on Jorge's bed with the city lights of Barcelona casting faint shadows on the wall and Benji's snores filling the room.

    Unlike his boyfriend, Jorge was far from anything having to do with sleep. His forehead was pressed against Benji's back between his shoulder blades, with one arm draped over his hip so his hand resting against the others boy stomach. Even though their day was long and Jorge probably didn't realize how tired he really was, he couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed at Benji for being  asleep while he was wide awake. And yet part of that irritation could be equated to his strong desire for the boy. He had spent any moment he could admiring where Benji's clothes tightened around his body, the smoothness of his skin, his firm arms, those perfect soft lips...

     Benji's snoring stopped abruptly, bringing Jorge out of his thoughts. 

     "Baby?" Jorge said quietly. 

     "Mmhmm" Benji replied lazily, rolling over to bring his boyfriend into his arms. Jorge grinned as he snuggled his face against his boyfriends neck, deeply breathing in the warm air around them. His hands rubbed gently into Benji's chest, making him sigh in content. 

     "Tired?" Jorge asked quietly.

     "A little." Benji replied with a yawn, "Whatcha doin there Bubba?" Jorge released the soft skin of Benji's neck from his teeth and looked up innocently at him. 

     "Nothing." He murmured before moving his lips up to his jaw. 

     "Doesn't feel like nothing." Benji said with a sharp breath as Jorge bit back down on his skin.

     "What's it feel like?" Jorge slipped his fingers through Benji's hair and gently tugged to bring his face to his.

     "It feels like your hard dick against my thigh." He muttered, their faces so close together that his lips brushed Jorge's as he spoke. The other boy blushed but pressed himself closer to Benji, who grabbed Jorge's leg and hooked it over his hip. 

     "Benji Krol, I am turning you on?" Jorge smirked, slowly squirming his hips against Benji who was unable to ignore the shivers traveling down his abdomen. 

     "Maybe," He purred, moving his hand up Jorge's thigh to his backside. "Your voice does things to me." 

     "What things Guapo?" He whispered, gently bringing Benji's lower lip between his teeth. 

     "Are you trying to tease me Jorge?" Benji growled softly, sending a shiver down his boyfriends spine. 

     "I am not trying to anything bebesito." He whispered as he slipped his tongue against Benji's lip before quickly turning his entire body away so his back was against Benji's back. For a moment he was confused with Jorge's actions but then realized what he was doing.