Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 117408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
“Thank you,” Jonah said. “I talked with my brother and he was really the key I needed. Ever since I could remember being attracted to someone, it was mostly guys. I was able to push it down for a while, but you know, that’s something that never stays quiet. I obviously dated women and I considered myself straight for all my life, but that was just me running from the truth. I ran so hard, right into empty relationships with mediocre sex, and that was at best. I thought maybe I was bi at one point, but after a lot of self-reflecting, and daydreaming about you, I’ve realized I don’t see myself being with a woman ever again.”
“I completely get it. I’m so fucking happy for you, Jonah.”
His smile was taking over his handsome face. “So that’s that. I’m gay. There, I said it again. Wow, that feels so damn good. I can’t believe I’m even saying it again… I’m gay!” Jonah’s joy was pure and infectious. I was smiling so hard it hurt. I kissed him again, held him tighter against me. The both of us started shouting.
“We’re gay! We love dick! We love men!”
And then we broke down into laughs, and those laughs softened into chuckles, those chuckles slowing into tender kisses.
The kisses didn’t stay tender. Passion took us by the necks. We kissed our way to the bedroom, shedding our clothes on the way. I didn’t have much to take off, leaving my boxers hooked on the back of a chair.
In the bedroom, Jonah shoved me down onto the bed. He stood back, taking off his briefs, his hard cock springing forward, already wet at the tip. I stroked myself, opening my legs as I sat on the edge of the bed, admiring this man in all his glory. He was magnificent, and the way he held his chest out with a newfound pride, fuck, it made me crazy for him.
He climbed onto the bed, his legs on either side of me. His hard cock rubbed against my belly as he took my face in his hands and kissed.
It was so fucking hot, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to last much longer even though we’d only just begun.
Jonah broke the kiss for a moment, my head still in his hands. Our eyes didn’t break from each other. I could feel his warm breaths on the tip of my nose. Something flickered in his gaze.
Worry?
“What’s wrong?” I asked, instantly scared of the answer. I didn’t want anything to ruin this. I had tasted a slice of paradise and didn’t want to let it go so damn soon.
He chewed his lip. “This isn’t… this isn’t a bad idea, is it?”
I couldn’t keep the grin off my face. That was a question I could easily answer with full confidence.
“Jonah, nothing involving you and me naked is a bad idea.”
As if signing on the dotted line, Jonah’s hand cupped the back of my head and pulled me in for an all-consuming kiss.
Jonah was hungry. He was starving for my body, I could feel it through the kiss. I saw it through the fire in those blue eyes of his, and I was ready to feed him. I wanted him as badly as he wanted me. Our hard lengths were evidence of that. I thrust up against him, rubbing myself on him, streaking him with clear precome. I looked down, grabbing him in a fist, pumping, milking him, seeing his precome leak out of his slit.
I rubbed a thumb over the wetness and brought it up to my lips, sucking greedily. He tasted as sweet as always. And he was still leaking. I passed my thumb over him again, causing his body to shudder in shocked pleasure, and then brought my sticky wet finger back up, but to Jonah’s lips this time. He opened, smiling around my finger as he sucked, his tongue swirling, making sure he got every last drop.
A moan rose through me, my cock throbbing against Jonah.
I needed him, in a way that burned at my insides. I wanted him to fill me, to put the fire out.
“Jonah, I want you to fuck me.” My voice was hoarse, my throat tight from the need. “I need this inside me.” I reached down, pumped him again. His eyes, stormy and half-lidded, bore through me.
I needed his cock boring through me, not his gaze.
Jonah licked his lips, smiled seductively, and grabbed my head before pushing in for an explosive kiss. He probed my mouth with his tongue as he maneuvered me so that I was lying down on the bed. He climbed on top of me, his weight on me feeling like fucking heaven. His cock pulsed against mine. My groin grew wet with his precome as he rocked his hips, rubbing himself on me as we kissed.