Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 60851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Dev moaned, and Ewan felt wetness between them. He reached for Dev’s cock, smearing the precome over the head with his thumb.
Ewan turned his head to catch his breath, and Dev kissed down his jaw to his throat, licking and sucking as he went.
“I want you to fuck me,” Ewan said hoarsely.
Dev froze, his breath warm on Ewan’s neck and his body tight with tension.
Ewan’s heart hammered against his ribcage as he waited. It felt like forever before Dev spoke.
“What. Now?”
“No, next Friday.”
Dev lifted his head and frowned. His dark eyes were glazed and his cheeks flushed. “Huh?”
“Of course now.” Ewan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. For an intelligent person, Dev could be remarkably obtuse sometimes. “If you want to, of course. Do you?”
“I… uh….” Emotions warred plainly in Dev’s features: desire, anxiety, uncertainty. “Fuck yes. I really do.” He sounded sure even though he still looked worried. “But are you sure you want to? You’ve been drinking. What if you regret it in the morning?”
“I won’t. And I’m not drunk. A little tipsy, maybe, but I know what I’m doing, and I know what I want. I want you—” He kissed Dev’s lips lightly to make his point. “—to fuck me.” He kissed him again. “Now.” Another kiss. “Please?” He gave Dev his most persuasive grin. Nobody could resist that smile. Ewan had used it to devastating effect on other guys and it never failed him.
Apparently, Dev was just as susceptible because his face softened into a smile. “Yeah, okay. Just… you’ll need to tell me what to do. I don’t want to mess it up.”
“Of course.” Ewan liked telling Dev what to do. He was always such a model student. “Get the lube, and a condom.”
Dev had to move to reach the drawer, and Ewan missed the warm weight of his body. When he returned to kneel between Ewan’s legs, Dev asked, “How do you want to do this?”
Ewan shrugged. “I’m easy. This is your first time. How do you want me?”
Dev bit his lip and flushed. “Like this is good.”
“Works for me.” Although as Ewan looked at Dev’s intense expression, he wondered if doggy-style might make him feel less vulnerable. Ewan was afraid of his face giving too much away.
Dev’s hands shook a little and he fumbled with the lube. His nervousness was endearing. Everything about Dev was far too bloody appealing.
Ewan tried not to think about that. Instead he started stroking his cock, which had softened a little during their discussion about whether they were going to do this or not. The grip and slide of his hand soon had him revved up again. His arse clenched in anticipation as Dev rolled on a condom and slicked his cock with lube. Ewan spread his legs and drew them back, offering himself to Dev.
Dev stared at Ewan’s arse, mingled fascination and fear on his face. He reached down and stroked his slippery fingers over Ewan’s hole. “You look so….”
“Hot?” Ewan suggested.
That earned him a smile. “Yeah. That… but also… I dunno. It just looks so impossible.” Dev looked at his dick, and then at where he was stroking tentative circles around Ewan’s tight hole. “I mean, I know it will work. It just seems like a crazy idea to even try.”
Ewan chuckled. “Dev, you’ve done this to yourself enough times.”
“That’s different. When it’s my arse, I know how it feels, when to push myself and when to be careful. I’m worried about hurting you.”
“You won’t. For fuck’s sake, Dev, I’ve done this before. I fucked myself with a dildo just last week.”
Dev’s eyes flew open at that and he licked his lips, gaze flickering between Ewan’s arse and his face. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. So will you please just stick your damn fingers in me, and then your cock? Because I’m getting kind of impatient here.”
Dev chuckled. “Okay, okay.”
He pressed with his fingers at last, and it was Dev rather than Ewan who gasped as the tip of a finger slipped inside.
“That’s it.” Ewan tightened his hand on his cock, stroking harder as he relished the sensation of Dev’s finger in his hole. “More.”
Dev frowned in concentration, biting his bottom lip as he gave Ewan more, opening him up carefully until he had two fingers pushed in deep. “Okay?” He met Ewan’s gaze.
“More than okay,” Ewan managed, his voice a breathy gasp as Dev’s fingers skimmed his gland.
Dev watched him carefully, as though he was assessing and cataloguing Ewan’s every reaction.
He probably was. Even though this wasn’t an official tuition session, Ewan knew Dev would want to learn from this experience—it was who he was. Dev liked to figure out how to do things; he liked to get things right.
“Fuck me now,” Ewan gasped. He needed to see Dev lose control, wanted Dev to be desperate like Ewan was, to see that cool scrutiny slip as Dev was swept along with Ewan.