21. The First Time

Hunter

Hunter lay in bed that evening, consumed by love and unable to suppress or deny his feelings any longer. He was in love and was loved in return. Their relationship would never be as it once was. Hunter listened to Logan in the shower, wondering what took him so long. Then again, he didn’t care; his whole body felt high—high on adrenaline and love. It was an indescribable feeling, better than the exhilaration of winning a championship game or the joy of school being cancelled on a snow day. Over and over, he replayed the scene in his mind. Everything was new. Everything was perfect.

His phone buzzed on his dresser, and he reached over to grab it. A text from his father.

Dad: You put a $5,000 suit and $1,200 shoes on my card at Saks today?!

Hunter laughed, forgetting about the mini-shopping spree.

Hunter: The card was stolen.

Dad: Consider your car gone.

Hunter: Must be the same person who used it at the Family Planning Clinic.

“Hey, guess what?!” Logan asked, coming out of the bathroom, rubbing a towel through his hair. His naked cock rested on a bed of trimmed hairs.

“What?”

“I love you.”

“Come here,” Hunter said, patting the bed beside him. Logan smiled and jumped into bed like a giddy child. Hunter kissed him almost immediately and slowly laid him back down on the bed, his dick rubbing against the side of Logan’s hip. Hunter buried his face in Logan’s neck and sucked on his soft, warm skin. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.” Hunter kissed him again, tonguing Logan’s lips.

“Make love to me,” Logan whispered heavily between kisses.

Hunter stopped and hovered over Logan’s face. He must’ve misheard. “What?” Logan spread his legs open and held Hunter’s dick, angling downward. “You want to?” It was the one thing they had yet to do. Logan nodded and wrapped his arms around Hunter’s neck.

“I’ve been training while you’ve been away.”

“With the toys we got?”

Logan squirmed down the bed, out of Hunter’s hold, and found his way to his enormous cock. Hunter laid flat on his back as he felt the head find Logan’s mouth. Logan’s feet were near Hunter’s face, and he quickly spread Logan’s knees, pulled his body up toward him, and sucked on his dripping head. Logan moaned against Hunter’s cock as he felt his cock throbbing in Hunter’s mouth. Sucking on each other at the same time was one of their favorite positions back on campus. Hunter grew to relish the taste of Logan’s cum, although he wasn’t a fan of swallowing.

“You’re going to make me come,” Hunter warned him with a moan, pulling his hips back slightly. Logan released his penis with a slurp and chuckled. He plopped his head up as he lay on his side and smiled at Hunter. Hunter reached the end table and pulled a bottle of lube out of the drawer.

He watched as Hunter lathered his penis in lube. “Wow, you’re all ready to go,” Logan said.

“How do you want to be?” Hunter asked, nervous, sitting up and kneeling on the bed as he stroked. Logan moved beside Hunter and placed his head on the pillow. “Missionary?”

“I looked it up, and it said on my stomach would be easiest,” Logan said, turning over to his stomach. Hunter noticed his plump ass jiggle as he did. He kneeled over Logan between his legs and got lost in a trance of Logan’s back muscles bending and flexing in a beautiful pattern. “What are you doing?” Logan looked back over his shoulder.

“Sorry.” Hunter shook his head, snapped back into reality. His dick was lubed and ready to go. He leaned forward, angled it between Logan’s cheeks, and pushed down firmly, his dick slipping between the crack.

Logan let out a quick laugh. “That was nowhere near it.”

Hunter moved one cheek and then the other, realizing he needed two fingers to loosen him up. “Why is your ass so big?” Hunter asked, almost to himself, which made Logan laugh.

“Hunter, quit fucking around,” Logan said before reaching back and spreading his cheeks open.

Hunter perked up when seeing Logan’s tiny hole. He grabbed his dick and pushed it up against it, once and then again. He pushed on it again, making the tip of his cock bend back a little. “Ouch.”

Logan began to lose his patience. “Ouch? Why are you saying ‘ouch’?”

“What have you been training with? Toothpicks?”

“Not Coke cans.” Logan reached back and felt around his hole. “It’s dry. Didn’t you lube it?”

“I lubed my dick.”

Logan turned onto his back and spread his legs wide, bending them at the knees. He poured the lube into his hands and quickly spread it in and around his ass, fingering himself a few times, as he did when using plugs.

“Fuck, that’s so hot. You’ve been fucking your ass a lot since I’ve been gone?” Hunter murmured as he stroked himself.

“Try now,” Logan said, holding his cheeks open. Hunter shifted forward and pressed down against Logan’s hole once more.

Logan winced, scrunching his face in pain. “Shit.”

“Should I stop?”

“No, no, no, no, keep going, don’t stop … mhhh,” he groaned, sucking air through his teeth. “How deep is that?”

“Like, a quarter of the head?”

Logan collapsed his head back and took short, deep breaths. “Are you fucking serious?”

Hunter reached for Logan’s cock and stroked it slowly in his firm grip. “Relax. This is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done. You’re the sexiest guy alive,” Hunter continued in a raspy voice. Logan moaned, closing his eyes. He relaxed his muscles, letting Hunter take over. He could feel Logan stretching, and it felt so good. “Remember that time in the locker room, after the game? I fingered your ass and had your balls in my mouth and then you came all over my face—in the shower,” Hunter recounted in a deep, low voice. He pushed himself in further.

“Oh, yeah. That was hot.”

“I played with your ass for an hour that night,” Hunter continued, but Logan didn’t respond. “You’re mine tonight.” Hunter went in some more, and Logan squeezed his eyes closed. “Lo, are you alright?”

“Yeah. I’m—could you come here?”

“Come where? I can’t get any closer.”

“Come down here with me.”

Hunter straightened his legs and lay closer to Logan as best he could. Logan spread his legs wider, allowing Hunter to hover over his chest, propping himself up with his forearms.

“Seriously, are you alright?” Hunter asked, stroking Logan’s hair off his brows, his cock still swollen inside him.

“I don’t want this to end.”

“I can see how long I can last but, you make it hard.” Hunter chuckled.

“Real funny … No, I don’t want us to end—ever. I love you, Hunter.”

Hunter smiled and placed a tender kiss on Logan’s lips. “I love you, too, baby.”

“You called me ‘baby’?” Logan gushed, his cheeks turning rosy. “How deep is it in? It stopped stinging.”

“Like,” Hunter felt down at his dick. “Four inches?”

“Kiss me?”

Hunter kissed Logan in a soft, slow motion—careful not to break him. Logan wiggled his ass down against Hunter’s dick, telling him he was ready for more. Without a word and without ending their kiss, Hunter gave him more. Enough to keep his fire burning and hear muffled moans from Logan’s mouth.

“Fuck me, hard,” Logan pleaded.

“No, baby.” Hunter had taken his time going in, without any grinding or thrusting. He slowly pulled his hips back and then forward again, then again. “Shit, that’s good,” he huffed, holding himself up with his hands on either side of Logan.

“Spit on your dick,” Logan said. Hunter got to his knees again and spit on Logan’s ass and the tip of his dick several times as he watched himself slide back and forth, disappearing inside. It made everything so much easier, for both of them.

“I’m fucking you, Lo,” Hunter said, smiling giddily while holding Logan’s thighs apart. He threw his head back and closed his eyes, moaning in ecstasy.

Logan’s hand moved rhythmically as he jerked himself off. “I’ve been dying for this.”

“Shit!” Hunter stopped to catch his breath. “I’m getting close. I don’t want to come yet. It’s too hot.”

“I can finish at any time.” Logan chuckled as he stroked.

“On demand? Like a porn star.”

“Your porn star.”

“Fuck, shut up, I’m going to come. I can come in you, right?” Hunter asked.

“Well, I can’t get pregnant.”

“It won’t hurt or sting you or anything?”

“I dunno, but I want you to.” Logan rocked his body down against Hunter’s cock, fucking himself with it like he would a toy. “Go in all the way.”

“Hold on, I’ll get more lube … we’re gonna need a gallon of this stuff.”

“Hunter,” Logan whined, pushing himself down further. “Come in my ass.”

Hunter obliged and inserted the last few inches, slapping his hips against Logan’s ass. “Fuck, you’re so sexy.”

“Mhh, that sound. You’re fucking me, and I’m coming. I’m coming for you, Hunter. Come in my ass.”

Hunter watched Logan’s cum shoot against his stomach, and all he saw were stars. He suddenly stopped moving, frozen still, hanging his head low with his chin against his chest as he felt the last few squirts leave his body in waves.

“Oh my god. That was so fucking amazing.” Logan laughed, covering his mouth while his body made the last few shivers out of his system. He looked down to see Hunter unresponsive and with his entire cock still in his ass. “Are you okay? Hunter?” Hunter slowly looked up at him, panting so hard he thought he’d just finished a match. Hunter pulled his dick out abruptly, making Logan howl in pain. “Ow, fuck! Gentle next time. Shit!”

“Sorry.” Hunter could hardly catch his breath as he fell back onto the bed. “I literally died there.”

“I need to go to the bathroom,” Logan said, quickly jumping out of bed.

About a minute later, Hunter, recovering from his near coma, noticed a wet spot on the bed where Logan laid with some pink areas. “Are you bleeding?” Hunter called out.

“A little,” Logan said from the bathroom.

Hunter rushed to the bathroom to find Logan sitting on the toilet. “Fuck. Is it bad?”

“No, it’s not bad. Some speckles. I read that it’s normal.”

“I’m so sorry.” Hunter kneeled beside him, took his hands, and rested his face against Logan’s knees, hoping to make his hurt disappear.

“I need to wipe now,” Logan said, retracting his hands. “Wait for me outside?”

Hunter nodded and returned to the bed, the glow of the TV casting a faint blue light on his naked body, resembling a modern Greek statue. Logan stumbled out of the bathroom and tossed himself against the sheets onto his stomach.

“You okay?” Hunter asked, stroking Logan’s back.

Logan groaned, his face pressed against the pillow. “Walking is hard.”

“I’m so sorry.” Hunter reached down and caressed Logan’s ass cheek.

“Stay away from there,” Logan cautioned in agony.

“Aww, baby!” Hunter turned him over onto his back in one swift movement and kissed him. Logan gave in and kissed him back, wrapping both arms around Hunter’s neck.

“Logan, I love you. I mean it. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you. You’re all I have. You’re everything.” Hunter felt his throat swell, so he swallowed hard, not wanting to cry.

“I’m not going anywhere, I swear. We’re moving in together. Just one more month. I love you. I feel like I can’t stop saying it … Forever.” Logan swept his hair off his forehead and placed a hand on Hunter’s cheek. “Can I fuck you now?”

“Absolutely not.”