15. Luke

Chapter 15

Luke

Moonbeam: I’m taking you out to dinner. Wear something that makes you happy and pack an overnight bag.

Me: Why can’t I just steal your clothes?

Moonbeam: Because I will need to wear them.

Me: I don’t understand.

Moonbeam: I’m taking you on a date and then we’re spending the night in a hotel.

Me: What’s the occasion?

Moonbeam: I’ll tell you over dinner.

Every single bone in my body is excited. I have no idea why Corey wants to stay in a hotel. He’s never worried about either of us being quiet when we’re having sex. The dinner part, though, is what I can’t wait for. A date. A real life proper date with a man I severely like that will end with all of the orgasms.

I can’t contain my happiness, so I start butt dancing in my seat.

“Are you happy because Corey sent you a dick pic?” Bradley asks. We’re currently chilling on the sofa, half watching Next Level Food Chef and half fucking around on our phones.

“Nope, look.” I shove my phone in his face, and he blinks a few times before he starts reading our texts.

“Corey, dude, I love you, and I respect your relationship, but calling him Moonbeam is a step too far, even for me.”

I roll my eyes. “Okay, I was trying to be cute when I first called him that, but now it’s just for fun. Ignore it and read the texts.”

“I did. That is awesome, man. Do you think tonight is the night you’ll do the big P?”

“Big P?” I ask, frowning.

“Penetration.”

“How do you know we haven’t already done that?” I demand.

Bradley just smiles serenely. “There is no way you wouldn’t want to tell us all. Plus, I’ve walked in on you and Corey in your underwear. And you would be walking like a cowboy afterward if you did the Big P.”

“I guess that’s fair,” I say, shrugging. “I know Corey, and he hasn’t booked a hotel just so we can have ass sex, but I know I want it.”

“That’s cool. Do you want any advice or tips?”

“How do I make it good for him?”

I know that I am going to love having Corey inside me. My dildo collection is my pride and joy, and I’ve got some big ones that I love that are only half an inch shorter than Corey. The thought of being an inexperienced lump is weighing on me. I need Corey to enjoy himself too so he won’t leave me.

Fuck that’s depressing. Probably something I should work on. Later. Right now, it is about sex.

“Corey is crazy about you. The guy is going to enjoy himself.” Bradley smiles at me.

“But…” I start.

“Okay, real talk. He’s going to be the first guy inside you, and that will probably be a crazy turn-on for him. Have your first time in the missionary position so you can see each other’s reactions. It’ll make it hotter for the both of you. Trust me.”

I nod and then throw myself on him. “Thank you, Bradley, I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” he says, hugging me back. “Do you want to go pack and shower? I think I read in his messages that he’s picking you up in an hour.”

Shit. “You’re right.”

I run upstairs, and I decide to shower first. I manscape like I have never manscaped before. Corey can put his hands, mouth, and dick in any hole he likes, and it will smell and taste like a fucking dream. Once I’m done, the packing comes easy, but deciding on what to wear tonight does not.

I reread his text. “Wear something that makes me feel happy. His hoodies make me feel happy, but that can’t be right.

I go with my favorite black jeans that make my ass look really good and a shirt that Benny got me for my birthday that shows off my Cali tan. I’m wearing a sky blue satin jock that I already know is going to get sticky with pre-cum before Corey gets the chance to take them off me.

The second I am finished, the doorbell goes.

We are so in sync.

I head downstairs and answer the door, smiling when I see Corey. He runs his eyes over me and bites his bottom lip.

“The temptation I have to cancel dinner and just take you straight to the hotel is unreal. Fuck, baby, you look gorgeous.” He slides a finger into my belt loop and pulls me towards him for a jock melting kiss. “Let’s go. I have big plans for you.”

“You’re not the only one with big plans,” I wink at him and grab my bag. Corey takes it from me and puts it in the trunk while I get in his car.

The drive is a short one where I spend most of the time talking about random crap. There is every possibility that I’m a bit nervous.

I know he’s not taking me out to dump me. Not that you can dump someone who isn’t your boyfriend. End it, then. He isn’t doing that. I know he acts like a grumpy ass, but he isn’t cruel. Unless he’s dying and he’s going to all this trouble because he only has three weeks to live, and he wants this one last great time with me before he goes home to die surrounded by his family.

Oh my god, he’s my first, but am I going to be his last?

“We’re here- Luke, are you okay?”

“Are you dying?” I blurt out.

He looks at me, confused. “No, not dying. Not planning on it for about seventy years.”

“Okay, that’s good. I like those plans.”

“Seth has set up a Google alert on his phone. He’s convinced that the Costello family is going to murder him.”

I look at Corey, startled. “What, why?”

“Something you said when you were tipsy.” he snorts. “Come one, the valet is ready to take the car.”

I get out and sure enough, there is a valet outside a very upscale restaurant. This place looks expensive and I hadn’t even thought about how much this evening is going to cost.

“I can read your face, little cheerleader,” Luke whispers as he takes my hand in his, and we walk into the restaurant. “Don’t worry about money. I can afford this, and I want to treat us both.”

“Thank you.” I won’t be able to afford anything as nice as this, maybe ever, but I will make sure that I will plan an amazing date for us one day soon.

The hostess takes us to our seats when Corey gives her his name, and I take the time to appreciate how beautiful this place is. The mood lighting, the beautiful tropical plants, the dark wood. I feel like I am in the fanciest rainforest in the world. I’m in love.

As soon as we sit down at our table, a server appears as if by magic to take our drink order.

“Two cokes, please,” Corey says without glancing at the menu.

“You can have a drink if you’d like. You don’t have to go without because of me,” I whisper as soon as the server has left.

He shrugs. “Nah, it’s okay. I am not in the mood for it right now anyway.”

“Fair enough,” I say with a smile. “Have you been here-”

“I want to be boyfriends,” Corey rushes out.

He looks nervous. “Shit says something,” he tacks on.

I’m staring at him, jaw dropped. “You what?”

“I want to be boyfriends, " he says, a lot calmer this time. “I want the label. I mean if you do...”

“Are you doing this because you want it or because you think you’ll lose me if you don’t?” I don’t know why it matters, but it does. Actually, I do know why it matters. I don’t want Corey to reluctantly be my boyfriend only to resent me and end up souring what we have ending with us breaking up.

“Honestly, it’s kind of both.”

He must read something on my face because he gets a panicked expression and grabs my hands resting on the table. “Wait, shit, no. Let me explain.” He takes a deep breath when I nod.

“I haven’t been able to think of anything else since it was brought up the other weekend. I’ve been scared. Scared that you will realize you don’t really want me so I guess I’ve been keeping you at a distance even when we were close. But then, with the help of Ryder, I realized that I was the one who would end up hurting us both. So I want to be your boyfriend because I want this, you, so fucking much. I know it’s a lot, but I don’t want to lose you. I couldn’t bear it.”

That will do it.

I am in love with Corey Howe.

Now isn’t the time to tell him. Only one huge relationship milestone per hour is allowed.

“Yes. Let’s be boyfriends.” The smile on my face must be fucking massive.

Corey Howe is my boyfriend.

He leans over the table and presses a quick kiss to my lips.

“I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel. I am going to kiss you all over,” he growls out.

I can’t help smirking. “As long as when you’re done with the kisses, you give my ass proper attention too.”

“You want me to eat you out?”

“I want you to fuck my brains out. I want to come while your cock is inside me.”

There is nothing as sexy as watching Corey get turned on. His eyes darken, and he breathes heavily. A hand slides under the table, and I know my words have him rearranging his dick.

“We’re getting our meal, and then I’m taking you back to the hotel. You are going to be the dessert.”

“Perfect,” I grin.

“Are you sure you want this?” he asks, his voice softer.

“More sure than anything in the world,” I assure him. “I want everything with you, Corey.”

That is as close to declaring my love as I am going to get tonight. He doesn’t say anything, but I think, on some level, he knows what I’m saying without me having to actually say it.

Nearly two hours later we are crashing into our hotel room. The meal was delicious and I would love to spend more time there in the future to enjoy everything they had to offer. But not tonight. Tonight, I am going to have sex with my boyfriend for the first time.

“I need to get naked,” I say, and I start unbuttoning my jeans. Corey bats my hand away.

“You’re my gift to unwrap.”

And unwrap me, he does. If I thought he was going to go slow and tease me, I would have been very wrong. Corey tears into my clothes like it’s Christmas morning, and he’s been told that Santa left him a billion dollars under the tree.

Pretty soon, I am standing there wearing nothing except my jock, and Corey is circling me like he can’t believe his luck.

“Luke, you look so fucking sexy. Shit, I want to fuck you while you’re wearing that,” he murmurs. “Another day. Today, I need you naked and underneath me.”

“Take it off then.”

Corey smiles and drops to his knees. He slowly pulls my jock down, and the moment my dick springs free, he is sucking me down. I grab onto his shoulders to keep me from falling over.

“If you keep this up, I’m going to cum, and I want the first time I cum tonight to be on your dick,” I pant out. That has him pulling back and standing up.

“What my boyfriend wants, he gets,” he says and starts taking his clothes. off. I’m too stunned to complain that I’m not the one getting him naked.

“Corey, you can’t just say something that sweet and hot and carry on like it’s normal.” I finally get out once he’s naked.

He kisses my nose. “It is normal. Well, it will be. I’m going to give you all the fucking sweet talk, and I’ll mean every word.”

I don’t get to say anything else because I am airborne as Corey picks me up and throws me on the bed. He bends over and digs around in his bag while I appreciate staring at his hole.

“Do you ever bottom?”

He looks over his shoulder, grinning when he sees me checking him out. “It isn’t my preference, but I will if you’re curious.”

“You are the most perfect boyfriend. Thank you, but I doubt it will be something I’m into.”

“I am more than happy with that.” He stands up and shows me his finds. “I have lube and condoms.”

“We can definitely use both, but I’m on PReP, and you are the only person I’ve ever been with.”

He drops the condoms and stalks over to the bed with just the lube. “I’m on PRep, and you’re the only person I’ve been with since my last panel. Which was all negative.”

I open my legs, giving him a good view of my hole. “Fill me up then.”

It may not have been the most suave or sexiest line, but Corey reacts instantly. He blankets me in a heartbeat, and I can’t help myself. I wrap my legs around his waist and start humping my cock against his. I think, at this point, we can all agree that I am a blatant whore for Corey Howe.

“I thought no coming until I’m inside you?” he pants out. I love that I can get him so turned on as well.

“Shit, yes.”

Corey leans up and coats his dick with lube before adding more to his fingers.

“I am going to make you feel so good.”

“You already do, baby.”

The endearment earns me another kiss. I’ve been purposefully holding off calling him any kind of endearment after the moonbeam incident. I didn’t want to give him a reason to end things. I feel secure now. We may only have been official for three hours, but I know it won’t push him away.

He leans in and starts loving my nipples as his hand makes its way into my crease. He slowly rubs my hole, covering it in lube before sinking a finger in. His mouth moves to the other nipple, and he keeps swapping sides as he stretches me out.

My whole body feels like it is going to combust.

I touch Corey wherever I can, needing that connection, that closeness.

“Corey, I think I’m stretched. Please, Please fill me up and weigh me down. Please, baby.”

Corey releases my nipple with a pop. “Your wish is my command.”

A moan escapes me as he removes his fingers from my ass. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.”

I pull back my legs, holding them to my chest. “Is this okay? I ask when he doesn’t say anything or move.

“Luke, this is the best fucking sight in the world. I can’t get over how perfect for me you are.”

He moves in and lines his thick head up to my hole and slowly presses in as I bare down. He moves so slowly I can barely stand it. Corey pushes inside me, and I moan.

Maybe because I’ve played with dildos a lot, it doesn’t feel odd like I kind of expected it to. Corey being inside me just feels right. There is a slight burn since he is technically larger than any dildo I’ve taken, but it’s a good kind of burn.

I look up and into his eyes, and I can see how hard he is restraining himself.

“Kiss me,” I demand, and he complies straight away. We trade a few sloppy kisses, giving me that connection I was craving.

I pull back and clench my ass around his dick.

“Fuck,” Corey yells out, snapping his hips forward.

“Yes,” I moan.

“Shit, I didn’t hurt you?”

“No, I need more. Corey, don’t make me beg again,” I whine out.

Corey says nothing. Just smiles and withdraws nearly all the way before slowly pushing back in.

It’s amazing and torturous at the same time.

He slowly starts to increase his speed, and I love it. This is what I want.

“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me so good.”

My words spur him on, and Corey starts thrusting so hard I want to cry in pleasure. The feel of his balls slapping against my ass, our damp, sweaty skin sliding against each other, the smell of sex in the air.

It’s everything I always hoped it would be and more because it’s Corey.

I always worried I would fall in love with the first person I ever had anal with. But already being in love with the first person I experience this with is so much better.

I can’t wait to tell him when the moment comes.

Corey shifts slightly, and this time, when he thrusts, I shout in pleasure.

The bastard snickers. “Think I just found your prostate.”

“You better keep finding it,” I moan.

He does.

Over and over until my orgasm crashes over me in a tsunami of pleasure. I whimper as streams of cum shoot from me, decorating my stomach.

Corey stares down at me transfixed before he’s following me over the edge and with a yell, fills me up. It feels like forever before he’s finished and I love every single second.

When he is finally spent, Corey leans in for a lazy kiss.

“That was the best sex of my life,” he says almost fervently as he rolls off of me. He pulls me to his side, and I go willingly. Let’s be honest: I would go anywhere with this man. “How was it for you?”

It almost sounds like he’s nervous.

“Definitely the best sex of my life,” I laugh.

He rolls his eyes. “Are you sure it was okay?”

“It was better than okay. It was a spiritual experience.” I tell him honestly. “We are going to be doing that a lot from now on. Sex and cuddles all the time.”

“I can get on board with that.”

“Thank you, Corey. Everything about tonight has been like a dream come true.”

He slides the hand not cupping my ass into my hair.

“I think you might be my dream come true.”

I press my lips to his. Partly because I will never have enough of him, but also to stop me from spilling my guts. I will tell him that I am head over heels in love with him but now isn’t the time.

Now is the time to bask in the afterglow of my first dicking down.