bsumone | ❝ You fairies love where love is wise and just ❞

"You too."

Looking up, he met his gaze and turned his head to kiss that hand that was cupping his face. All without breaking eye contact with him. "You can touch me however you want to. I mean that."

He kissed his palm again then shifted his and so he could really feel how long that cock was. Sure they weren't having sex today but that didn't mean he wasn't curious for later.

Even with that blanket permission, James was still going to ask before going ahead with too much. Unlike him, Eli didn't have the experience to know what he liked yet, so it was important to keep his needs in mind.

And that thought flew right out the window when Eli moved his hand again. A groan bubbled up in James' throat and his cock twitched under the attention. His hand fell from Eli's face and both moved to the hem of the young man's shirt, tugging it slightly upward.

"Can I take this off you?"

He had seen plenty of cock in locker rooms and dressing rooms. But that hardly meant he was an expert on sizes since he hadn't been going out of his way to look between the legs of all the people around him. James felt big in his hand thought and it was fascinating how he seemed thick too.

That was going inside him one day. His heart raced at the thought.

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

Lifting his arms up, he made it easier for James to slide his shirt up and off of his head.

In Eli's defense, some people are growers, not showers. You never really know how big someone can be when they're walking around flaccid. James was bigger than average, for sure, but he didn't expect Eli to know that.

James tugged the shirt over his head, sucking in a quick breath to finally get a closer look at the body he admired from afar not long ago. Dropping the shirt beside them, his hands quickly pressed to that toned frame. They moved up from his stomach to his chest, fingers lingering to tease at Eli's nipples.

"You're so sexy."

"Ah..." He'd never had someone else touch his nipples before and he was very suddenly finding out those were sensitive. In a good way of course. Enough to make his cheeks flush as he lowered his arms again. Shaking his hair out, he gave him a smile as he leaned back to put his hands on James' knees. All the better to let the man really see him for real now.

"Dancing can really tone you up. Especially when you do it as often as I do." That rock hard body was all for this man though. Well to touch. One day it would be all his without question but he just had to get by enough to no longer work at the club.

What a lovely view. James drank in it, letting his eyes roam over Eli's body, admiring that hard musculature. Finally, he wound an arm around the young man's waist and James leaned forward to press wet, hot kisses along his collarbone. Then further on, down his sternum and along one pec. It was really as far as he could get without actually laying Eli back. Unlike his young boyfriend, James was not a terribly flexible man.

But his free hand wandered, caressing his side in long, soothing strokes. Ah, but his skin was so warm under James' hand and he's sure Eli's pulse was racing just as quickly as his.

Lips parting, he watched James press kisses to his skin. If this was just a prelude to when they'd actually have sex he couldn't wait to see what that would be like. Because this was already making Eli's heart race, his breathing speed up. He could feel the goosebumps forming across his skin as he arched his back into that mouth, displaying some of the flexibility that he had.

"Your hands are so warm." He let out a breathless little laugh and cocked his head to the side. "Tell me another fantasy you had about me? I really wanna hear what you've been thinking about since you saw me at the club."

Fucking him in ways various and sundry, to put it bluntly. They've both had fantasies about sex while at the other's workplace. None of his fantasies up to this point factored in Eli's virginity. "I've imagined you laying back with your legs slung over my shoulders while I take my time with you." Something he's sure Eli would maintain comfortably given his flexibility. He pulled Eil closer, caressing his back and delighting in the strong muscle he found there as well.

"I've imagined us making love slowly until you beg for release." His hands slipped lower, once again groping Eli's ass and pulling his hips closer. "I've imagined my mouth on every inch of your body and you squirming in delight beneath me. I've imagined your mouth on me and your face splattered with my cum..."

James had always come across so refined. To hear him talk like this now and have such control like this as well? It was beyond sexy and Eli found he'd stopped breathing for a moment as the man pulled him closer to him. Hands going to those strong shoulders, he gazed into his eyes and licked his lips again.

"I really love your imagination..."

And that was putting it so very mildly. He didn't want to push them too fast but he also wanted all those things his boyfriend was describing. "Can I take your shirt off too? You feel really solid and strong. I want to see..."

Just because James was an English teacher didn't mean there couldn't be muscle under there too.

"Of course," he answered, his voice breathless.

And Eli was right. After college, James realized he wasn't going to just stay fit sitting at a desk writing and grading papers, so he made time to exercise regularly. Nothing more serious than three days a week at the gym. He wasn't getting younger, so staying healthy was something he needed to put effort toward. Which was to say, at least he wasn't rocking a dad bod under his shirt.

"What about you, Eli? Do you touch yourself when you're thinking of me? Tell me about it."

Undoing the buttons, he pushed that shirt away. Sure enough he found a strong body under all that teacher and he gasped softly. Soon his fingers were running over the warm skin, exploring the lines there. James was broader than he was, the muscle giving him a thicker look. But it was gorgeous and it made him feel small in the most perfect way.

"I do. Right before I go to sleep I lay there and I picture you holding me and filling me. Or I pretend my hand is actually yours as I lean back into you while you whisper poems in my ear."

Finding one of the man's hand, he brought it between his own legs like James had done with his hand earlier. It made him gasp and shudder to feel that hand somewhere so intimate but he loved it. "And I like to picture all the ways you can bend me as you have your way with me."

He bit his lip as he lifted his gaze back to his face. "I'm very bendy..."

What a thing to say! And while James' hand was on his dick. A soft whine sounded from him and he chewed his bottom lip. At the same time, he pressed his palm against Eli's clothed erection. Even through the pants, he could feel how hot it was and James curled his fingers enough to feel the girth of it as he rubbed.

James knew they'd have plenty of time to explore how bendy Eli was once they finally started having sex. Right now? He's just elated to have this much intimacy. Would he like to delve his hand into Eli's pants and jerk him off? Absolutely. His breath was heavy and he leaned in to claim Eli's lips once again.

When he broke away, James smiled against Eli's lips, still rubbing his cock. "I'm looking forward to that," he murmured. The thought of twisting him up like a pretzel and fucking him like that was very, very enticing. He groaned quietly at the thought of how very deep he could bury himself in Eli with all that flexibility.

Well, he can at least make one of Eli's fantasies come true right now. "Can you take your pants off?"

Oh that kiss was so good. He melted into it even as he moaned from that hand touching him like that. But the kiss didn't last long enough and he whimpered a little when James stopped it. Well until that question came. Shivering, he nodded and went to slide off of his boyfriend's lap.

Sliding his pants and underwear off, he let himself be naked for James. There was no hiding how turned on he was now but he didn't want to hide that either. His cheeks were red but he didn't try to cover himself up as he stepped closer to the man again so he'd easily be within reach.

Sliding his own hands down his body, he barely brushed his own cock with a soft gasp. "This is what you do to me. All the time..."

He watched with eager eyes as Eli undressed for him. Oh, how he hungered for that young man. He didn't know how long Eli worked at the strip club, but he certainly knew how to be enticing. The way his hands moved over his own body while his cheeks burned bright... It was easily one of the most erotic pictures one could paint.

James pulled him in close for another kiss, his hands wandering along that hard body once more. Down his sides, over his bare hips and thighs, and back up again. This time he didn't break away until he need a breath. And when he took that breath, he sat back against the pillows and pulled Eli to sit with his back pressed to James' chest. Once the boy was settled, he wrapped his arms around his slim waist. One hand moved upward, stroking across his chest and toying with one nipple, then the other.

The other hand? It moved downward, low until his fingers brushed through the wiry thatch of hair then curled around the base of his cock. His pulse stuttered at that first touch and his breath caught. Those fingers moved along his rigid shaft and James exhaled heavily against Eli's ear.

"'Coming together
it is easier to work
after our bodies
meet
paper and pen
neither care nor profit
whether we write or not
but as your body moves
under my hands
charged and waiting
we cut the leash
you create me against your thighs
hilly with images
moving through our word countries
my body
writes into your flesh
the poem
you make of me.

Touching you I catch midnight
as moon fires set in my throat
I love you flesh into blossom
I made you
and take you made
into me.'"

The poem came in breathless lines, the cadence of the words as steady as the pace James' hand set along his young boyfriend's erection.

He should have expected to have one of his own fantasies fulfilled but he was surprised all the same. To think that he was so naked and being touched by James, pulled back against him. The fingers of one of his hands curled into the man's pants as those hands moved over his body to show him that he really knew nothing about sex yet.

Dropping his head back against the man's shoulder, he let out a breathy moan as someone other than him touched his cock so directly for the first time in his life. Oh sure he'd had the medical exams by doctors to make sure he was in peak physical condition but that was nothing compared to this. For the sheer pleasure of that man touching him so intimately.

And that poem. It left him dizzy as he moved in those strong arms. Were nipples supposed to be that sensitive? He'd never played with his own before and he was quickly finding out that simple touches there felt like electric shocks.

Spreading his legs, he looked down the length of his body, utterly fascinated by hands that weren't his own making him feel this good.

His pants were becoming uncomfortably tight, but he paid it no mind. James' focus was on Eli, the press of his bare skin against James' chest, that hot cock he worked in his hand. Canting his head, he mouthed along Eli's throat, savoring the taste of his skin. James inhaled the scent of him, closing his eyes briefly. When they opened again, he peered down at his hands over Eli's shoulder. God, but he was so sexy. All of the boy's reactions were so raw. And it definitely went to James' cock knowing that he was the first to make Eli feel this.

"...no...no fair..."

What was unfair? He couldn't articulate that at first. But what it turned out to be was the pants that he was tugging at now. Moaning, he arched his back and let his head fall back again. This was so much better than anything he ever could have pictured in his imagination.

It made him wish he had a toy so he could imagine that dick in him later but he couldn't afford one of those. He'd just have to wait for the real thing. "Pants. They're in the way..."

James' hand faltered. The thought of being naked with this boy... Oh, how he wanted that. So he released his grip on Eli's cock and gave him a slight nudge forward so he had room to undo his own pants.

"You'll have to move."

And once Eli did move, he was quick to wiggle out his pants and underwear. Once they were gone, he closed his legs a little and beckoned Eli to side astride him again.

"Come here, get close. We can rub them together."

Eli forgot how to breathe for a moment as he got out of the way and watched those pants come off. And saw that cock as well as James fully naked for the first time. Swallowing, he was quick to get back onto his lap to straddle him again and scoot closer.

A sharp intake of breath happened when their tips touched for the first time but he didn't back away.

"You're so big..." He didn't really have anything to compare to. Eli was pretty sure he was just average but that seemed small now compared to this man before him.

James sucked in a breath, too. This was so much more than he expected given their short time together. And, honestly, it makes his blood rush faster seeing Eli, this perfect specimen of youth, so awed by him, by his body. It's true, James was bigger than average, his cock both long and thick, arching proudly away from that mousy thatch of hair.

"Touch me," he breathed out.

He did not need to be told twice. His hand reached to brush the tips of his fingers along that hardened cock. He couldn't believe he was allowed to do this. That he was really getting to be this intimate with the man. Slowly, he wrapped his fingers around the flesh, letting out a shaky breath as he was able to give a gentle squeeze before he was moving his hand slowly.

This was so different doing this to someone else. Way better than masturbation could ever be. Smiling a little, he kept his hand moving as he leaned forward to press a kiss to his boyfriend's lips.

He breathed out a long, low sigh as Eli's fingers began to explore. This was something James only imagined could be real... until a few short hours ago. And after that? They'd been in each other's beds in less than 24 hours. Talk about a whirlwind.

James leaned in to meet Eli's kiss, slipping a hand behind the boy's neck to keep him close. His fingers rubbed lightly against the nape of his neck, through the shortest bits of hair there. His other hand, though, reached between them to grasp Eli's cock once more. He stroked upward slowly and thumbed across the head before moving back down once more.

He whined into the kiss as he felt that hot hand wrap around him again. For a second his hand stuttered where it was before it started to move once more. He was rolling his hips into that hand, eager for more of how it felt to have James touching him. But at the same time he didn't want to stop touching either.

He did have enough sense to realize that he could imitate some of this to find out what James liked too. So, curiously, he started to mimic what was being done to him, breaking the kiss for air but staying so close. He didn't want to miss a second of the man's reactions.

With James' grip on the back of his neck, Eli couldn't get too far away. He tipped his head forward to rest their foreheads together, breathing out softly panted breaths as they continued to touch each other. It was almost like a sort of feedback loop, the act of stroking Eli and having his own dick stroked by the boy in turn. Those unsure fingers felt so good wrapped around him. And since Eli confessed his previous relationships hadn't lasted long, James could safely assume he was the first person Eli touched like this.

And that was thrilling.

For a moment more he simply enjoyed the heat of Eli's hand around him, that delicious friction it brought as it moved. But also that hot, hard length in his own hand. The one only James has touched. His hips rocked beneath Eli, pressing into his grip. James' every move was slow, steady, and exploratory. His lips sought out the boy's skin once more, trailing a line of soft kisses along his jaw to his ear.

"Tell me how you like to touch yourself."

He really should have known that James was a very sexy man. After all, he always was in his fantasies. So sexy and so in charge, that power to him so thrilling in the best way possible. But none of that compared to how he was in person. Even that hand at the back of his neck keeping in him in place had his heart pounding in his chest. He was so sure that the man could feel it. Hear it.

Eli swallowed and moaned quietly.

"It's hard...hard to describe. Because nothing I've ever done feels as good as this. This is so much better. It's like you're doing things I've never even dreamed of."

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