Chapter 10
A boldness I didn’t expect comes over me as I pull my zip down and shove my jeans down my thighs. My dick lies thick and heavy in my briefs. Pre-cum leaks copiously from the tip, forming a damp patch.
Ivan drops to his knees and buries his head in my groin, inhaling deeply. I shudder. He looks up at me and mouths my cock through the fabric in a total porn star-style. As he sucks over the weeping head, I run my hands through his dirty blond locks.
“More.” I pant as he traces my length with his mouth and nose, torturing me with his slow, long sucks.
Finally, he lifts his face. “You want to do this here in the kitchen? Don’t you have a comfortable bed we could go to?”
“Really? And I thought you’d be a get-it-where-you-can kind of man.” I smirk and push my briefs down, allowing my dick to bounce free, almost slapping him in the face.
“A bed is always better than kneeling on a hard floor, and if I did prefer that, I would’ve dragged you into the club bathroom and fucked you in one of the stalls. Something I don’t think you would’ve enjoyed as much.”
“Good point, well made, but all this talk is not getting my dick sucked.” I tilt my hips forward, nudging my dick back to his face.
Ivan smirks and, with his eyes locked with mine, licks over the tip and swirls his tongue around the head. I groan and close my eyes, but he pulls back.
“Watch. You’re not going to want to miss this.”
I snap my eyes open and do as he said. He winks and swallows my length to the back of his throat so his nose rests in my short pubes. I moan loudly as I slip my hands into his hair, holding him close, revelling in the exquisite pleasure of him sliding up and down. No woman has given me head like this, like they love it. Ivan isn’t doing this purely for my pleasure, to get me off. He’s taking as much as he’s giving, and I want to be able to do the same. God knows I’m going to choke and gag and have to come up for breath, but if it’s as good as it looks, it will be worth it.
Even if nothing more comes from this other than accepting my newly found bisexuality, Ivan has opened my eyes to a new side of me. I’m not going to let it go.
My balls contract, going tight as my breath hitches and my body vibrates with the sparks going off inside. “I’m gonna come,” I grunt and try to pull free, but he grabs my bum and holds me still.
“You clear?” He pops off. I nod, and he smiles. “Then give me what you’ve got.” He dives back on, and after a few more sucks and some serious tongue skills, I cry out.
My balls ache at the force of my ejaculation as I spew my load into his willing mouth. I watch in wonder as he pulls back a little and sticks out his cum-covered tongue. He keeps sucking and licking until the stimulation is too much, and I squirm away and drop to my knees. I’ve tasted my cum, and while it wasn’t dreadful, I didn’t like it too much. I’ve had girlfriends who didn’t like me to come in their mouths or to swallow, and that’s their right, their prerogative. But Ivan is something else. He licks his lips to capture some that leaked out, seeking the last few drops. I beat him to it, catching them on my tongue, then hold his head in my hands and kiss him. I push my tongue into his mouth, chasing the flavour still left on his tongue and the roof of his mouth.
When we pull back, I sweep the strands of hair that have fallen across his eyes. His gaze softens as he traces my lip with his thumb. We both stand. I pull up my jeans but leave them unbuttoned. “Can you stay?”
The words are out of my mouth before I knew I wanted him here.
“Are you sure?”
“I am. I’ve wanted this from the moment I closed your hotel door behind me.”
“I was gutted when I woke up alone, and that’s not a feeling I’ve had in the past.”
“Does that mean you’ll be in bed in the morning?” I nudge his shoulder, take his hand, and guide him to the bedroom.
“Yeah, I think I’m going to like waking up with you.”
I’ve already closed the curtains in the bedroom, and the lamp on the side table lights the room with a soft glow. Even though I’d thought of him every day, I never really believed I would see him again, let alone lead him to my bed.
We undress quickly and clamber into the bed. I’m not sure what will happen next, but Ivan stretches his arm wide, and I snuggle into him, my head on his shoulder, my arm around his waist. With a contented sigh, I look up at him. “This is not how I expected the night to end.”
His chuckle vibrates through his chest. I press a kiss to his pecs and laugh too. “I think that’s the understatement of the century.” He’s quiet for a moment, but he strokes softly up and down my arm, keeping me close in the silence. “So, you’re some kind of fitness guru?”
I snort. “Fitness guru? What’s that supposed to mean? I run a few exercise classes a week and have a running group. Is this about running off the lasagne? I was only kidding.”
“No, I got that. But how come you do that?”
“It’s my job. I’ve worked in fitness all my adult life. I got into it when I was about fourteen. I was a weedy kid getting picked by the other kids. The PE teacher helped me when he found me trying to use the weights after school one day. He showed me how to do it properly and set up a workout programme, including healthy eating. I was determined to show the bullies, and it didn’t take too long to see an improvement. By the time I left school, I was bigger and stronger than them. As much as I wanted to, I didn’t retaliate. Not too much anyway. From there, I went to university and then worked in gyms until I got the job at Well Fit. I worked for them up until a few months ago.”
“You must’ve been unhappy. There’s no way one night can make you give up everything you’ve worked for since you were a kid. Should I feel guilty?”
I look to see if he’s joking, but he’s not. He’s serious. “Of course you shouldn’t feel guilty. We’ve already established it was a great night. The night was eye-opening. I’d got stagnant. There was nowhere for me to go within the company anymore. It was time to spread my wings and find out who I was, who I am. I even went to other gay clubs a couple of times, curious about my reaction to you. I wanted to see if I was attracted to anyone else. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was about you had me so enthralled. But no one else caught my eye, and I left after about half an hour each time.”
“Do you still feel the same way?”
“You’re in my bed, aren’t you?” I pull him down for a kiss. It quickly morphs into more, and Ivan rolls onto me, his arms on either side of my head, supporting the bulk of his weight off my body. My dick gets hard as his thickens against it. “I want you inside me.” I tilt my hips into his.
“I thought you’d never ask.”