The Nice Guy (Book 1)

Chapter 18

Ae let Pete regain his breath as he stroked himself. He couldn't go down with a hard on. He'd never push Pete into something he wasn't ready for. He simply played with himself and looked at this beautiful man laying with his back on the bed, legs spread with feet on the floor. So beautiful.

Pete leaned up and saw Ae's dark head. Curiously, "What are you doing, Ae?"

"Watching you and stroking." Ae said, honestly. Pete blushed but sat up so he could see. He was disappointed. Ae was fully dressed. He had only slipped his hand into his pants and Pete could not see anything. "Tell me, Pete. What do you want?"

Ae took his hand out of his pants and stood. Ae knew only only a little time had passed. They still had hours even. "Tell me, Pete."

"If I'm naked," Pete stared, "So... so should you." he finished in a rush. He was really red now and couldn't look at Ae. 

Ae said, quite seriously, "I took your clothes off, Pete. You want me naked, take off my clothes." He just stood there. Would Pete have the courage to do it? Pete stood, and came close, and lightly touched the hem of Ae's t-shirt.

Taking a deep breath, for the first time in his life, Pete slipped his hands under another man's shirt and slid his hands across warm flesh, up his chest and pulled it over his head. He shivered when his palms hit his nipples. His tummy felt weird inside. 

He went back after he dropped Ae's shirt on the ground and ran his palms over Ae's nipples again. Ever so lightly, just the palms and Ae fought to maintain his stoic stance. This was going to either kill him or drive him insane. The tip of Pete's tongue poked out between his lips and Ae wanted to kiss him desperately.

Pete also was fascinated by his muscles. He was slender, but didn't have any definition. Ae had actual muscles from his sports. They were clenching from him holding back after each simple caress. The light finger tracing each ab was so erotic, Ae was sure he was going insane. Finally, Pete knelt and Ae felt the button on his jeans let go.

He heard the zipper slid down and the rasp of the material being tugged down his legs. Pete carefully picked up one foot to take it off that leg, then the other. Ae stood in front of him in just his boxers. "Red," murmured Pete, "I wouldn't have thought you'd wear bright colours, Ae." 

"Do you really care about the colour of my boxers right now, Pete?" Ae asked. 

Pete laughed, "No, I am more curious about this." He ran his light, one finger over the bulge in Ae's boxers. Ae shivered. Damn it. Pete was dangerous to his health. 

"Ae, is it really alright if I do this?" Pete was nervous again. He sucked in his bottom lip and Ae practically groaned.

"Pete, it's your decision. Do what you want to do. Haven't you ever just done what you want?" Ae's voice was so deep with desire. He was the one with shaking legs now. The effort of holding it all in was taking it's toll. 

Ae was right. He wanted to see Ae naked, how hard he actually was from being with him. Would he ever have another chance? Pete pulled in a deep breath and at the same time, carefully released his cock from the briefs. It sprang free, to nestle close to his firm belly.

It was so swollen, dark in colour and had a slender mushroom head. Pete ran his finger over the tip and it came away wet. He slipped the finger into his mouth and glanced up at Ae. Ae's eyes were half closed, watching him intently.

Pete felt himself go hard again. He'd never actually given a blowjob before. Could he do it? He wanted too... He leaned forward and closed his mouth around the head and flicked his tongue. Ae sighed and he put his hands on Pete's head.

"Fuck, Pete, you're amazing."

Pete didn't think so. But Ae was. He was so big. And he tasted good, too. He tried to mimic what Ae did to him but he didn't do a very good job. He kept coughing and gagging every time Ae started thrusting into his mouth. 

Pete pulled away from the long rod, and sighed, "Ae, I don't know what I'm doing..."

"Did you hear me complain?" Ae laughed. "My body liked it just fine. See what you did? See?" He grabbed Pete's hand and made him hold it completely. "If you don't want to suck, then jerk it." 

He pulled Pete close and whispered, "Pete, are you still innocent?"

"What... What do you mean?" Pete, who held Ae's cock, squeezed in shock. Ae groaned and thrust into Pete's hand. 

"Want to take this to the next level? I want you so bad." Ae kissed Pete, taking hold of Pete's re-awakened little brother. He jerked it like it was his own as they kissed. Pete still held on to Ae's, having forgotten he held it. Ae didn't care, he could move his own hips.

"I have nothing." Pete said. 

"I do. I like you, Pete. I will always take care of you. But you need to trust me to take care of you." Ae said. The blood was pounding in both boys, the heat was rising. "Can you fully trust me, Pete?" Pete kissed him and nodded.

Ae pushed him gently to the bed and went to his hidden stash. He retrieved a few condoms and lubricant. He was positive Pete was a virgin. He'd never been with a virgin, but he'd been a virgin. It was painful. Horrible, even... But maybe, much later, he'd be willing to switch for Pete.

"I won't lie to you, Pete. It'll hurt like hell. Do you still want to do this?" Ae laid the few things on the bed and sat down beside him. 

Pete sighed. "I know what's going to happen, Ae. I did try, but it failed. I was just too young and my dad interrupted before 'the act'. I've been to scared to try since then." He hung his head in shame. "Do you still want to do this?"

"Pete, it's not about what I want. It's all about you." Ae sighed. How hurt was he? "I told you, I can wait forever, if I have too. I like you."

Pete searched his face. "Then let's do this. I'm yours, Ae. Only yours." Ae bent and gave Pete a light kiss.

"I will do my best, but stop me if you are in too much pain." Opening the bottle of lube, Ae spread some on his fingers. He kissed Pete on the lips, down his neck and chest.... and started to finger his flower. Pete gasped when he stuck his finger in. 

"Ah, OHHH?!" Pete moaned... 

In, out, Ae's fingers moved, stretching. He was up to three and he had yet to find Pete's sweet spot. How could he enter without knowing where? Pushing deeper, trying different angles, he played with his hard cock or balls, anything to distract from what his fingers were doing. 

Finally, he heard the change in Pete's moan, "ohhh, my god!" Swiftly, Ae rolled on a condom and positioned himself. He pulled Pete's legs closer, slid a pillow under his ass and with one thrust, entered. Pete grabbed another pillow and bit down to muffle the scream of pain. 

Ae didn't move, allowing for Pete to adjust to his size, and just stroked his beautiful cock. He waited until Pete didn't show signs of discomfort and then, slowly looked for that sweet spot. Two tries and he was hitting the prostate and Pete's eyes were rolling back in his head. The pillow he was biting lay forgotten.

Ae knew he found home. Pete was so tight, he squeezed his cock like no one else. Ae fought for every ounce of control... Pete was pushing back, he was meeting thrust for thrust. With a deep groan, Ae shot his load deep into Pete's ass. Collapsing on top of Pete, Ae was startled when Pete came, shooting his second load between them.