CHAPTER 18

nick

The house was quiet by the time Ajay and I made our way back home. We were slow removing our helmets and riding jackets, both of us hovering around each other, prolonging each moment.

I wanted to kiss him so bad but I knew if I started I wouldn't be able to stop. I also didn't know how he felt about Dane and Dee knowing about us. I didn't give a damn about Kira but I also recognised she was another complicating factor between us. At least for tonight while she was in the house.

So I pulled him into my arms, feeling how perfectly he fit there and pressed a chaste kiss to the top of his head. I left him by the sofa with a spare pillow and a blanket and made my way upstairs alone.

But I didn't want to be alone. I wanted Ajay here beside me, his gorgeous body pressed up to me. My hands on him. Those delicious lips on mine. I tossed and turned in my bed until it became too much. I needed him.

I pulled out my phone and brought up a new text message thread with Ajay. We hadn't actually exchanged any texts or calls but I'd gotten his phone number before the New Year's party in case I lost him in the crowd. I didn't hesitate before typing out a quick text.

He love hearted my last message and I set my phone down, heart suddenly pounding out of rhythm in my chest. I wasn't sure why I was so nervous and full of anticipation. I'd had plenty of guys in my bed before including Ajay just last night.

It was just that, well, things had really steamrolled ahead of the two of us and I had a feeling it would only take an ember to spark this entire thing aflame.

I couldn't wait any longer, opening my door to the hallway just as Ajay made it onto the landing. He looked like a dream in just those silky boxers, the ones I had peeled down his legs last night and my mouth dried out.

He grinned at me, all gorgeous curls and those enormous eyes as he tiptoed down the hallway, grimacing at the door where Kira was hopefully fast asleep. He successfully skirted the squeaky floorboard, the one that had given me the very welcome heads-up about his visit last night. The visit I'd been secretly hoping and praying for.

Ajay was on me the moment I closed the door behind him, his kiss tinged with the same desperation I was feeling for him. He pushed me towards the bed and I went willingly, liking this new assertive side of him that I'd only had a glimpse of yet. The one where he took what he wanted. And right now what he wanted was me.

I had no complaints. I was very, very much on the same page.

Ajay's hands were on my chest, sliding down to trace the ridges of my abs as he climbed on top of me while I just held on for the ride. His gorgeous body slotted in with mine, his legs straddling my waist as my hands delved from their exploration of his curls down to cup his delicious ass.

He moaned as I pulled him down, our bodies colliding as I ground up into him. I chased that sound with my tongue, wanting more of this gorgeous boy, as much as he was willing to give me.

Ajay kissed down my jaw, his breaths coming in hurried little pants, desperate and needy and wanting more, more, more.

"What do you want, Ajay?" I rasped, his curls ticklish on my neck. I'd give him anything he wanted at this rate.

Ajay paused and looked down at me, his big beautiful brown eyes so full of lust and need as he studied my face, his expression serious all of a sudden.

"We should have sex," he said. No warning. My stomach swooped at those words just as my heart gave a deep, resounding thud.

"Ah," I managed. Zero points for eloquence but my tongue had gone missing all of a sudden, my mouth completely drying out as Ajay watched me with those expressive eyes.

"Only if you want to," he quickly added, misinterpreting my sudden bout of incoherence. I gripped him by the waist and twisted our positions so that I hovered over him, seeing the small smile on his face at my little show of dominance.

"Oh sweet boy, that part was never in doubt," I assured him, wanting to lick up that little smile as it spread further up that sweet face. "But let's not forget you still thought you were straight yesterday morning. We don't need to rush anything. I'll be here the whole summer break. We can take this as slow as you need."

"I don't need slow, Nick," Ajay replied, only truth in his words. "And I'm pretty sure I stopped thinking I was straight the moment I laid eyes on you. Definitely after your little pep talk about the sexuality scale."

"Hmmm," I murmured, ducking down to trace a kiss along his neck, needing the moment to disconnect from those delicious eyes while I battled my conscience.

Did I want to have sex with Ajay? That would be a hell yes. Did I think we should? That was what the jury of ethics was still out contemplating.

"Please, Nick," Ajay whispered. I risked a glance up at him then, those soulful eyes penetrating right to the heart of me and taking all my apprehensions right along with them. "I want to feel it."

"Feel what?"

"Feel what it's like to have you inside me."

I let out a deep groan. "Oh, Ajay," I murmured. "I'm trying to do the right thing here."

"What's wrong about this?" Ajay asked, an innocence to his question that had me buckling again. "I want you. You want me. We both want this."

"You're right. We both really, really want this," I conceded, watching as that smile grew even wider. I was pretty certain I had imagined this very moment in my head the first time I'd seen Ajay and his sweet face and head full of gorgeous curls walking down the beach with my brother. Him, beneath me, begging for more. Him, nowhere near as innocent as those big brown eyes suggested.

Those same eyes held mine, truth and honesty undeniable in them. I sucked in a breath. "I'll jump off the deep end with you if you think you can swim."

"Will you catch me, Nick?"

"Always, Ajay," I promised, more truth in those words than I was ready to admit. "Always."

"Then let's do this," he replied, a certainty in those eyes that had me falling so deep I wasn't sure I'd ever get back up. Forget about me catching him if he fell. I was the one at risk of drowning here.

"I trust you with me," he went and added.

Fuuuck.

Well then.

Conscience battled, I broke away from him, rifling through my drawers for lube and condoms. I hadn't used them in a while so I had to dig a little deep. I set some music playing softly in the background, well aware that there was a cohort of people sleeping right alongside us up here who might not be so pleased as I was about what me and Ajay were about to do.

I took a deep breath and then moved back over to Ajay who was watching me with those dark eyes. Everything he did seemed to be designed purely for my seduction, even the way he was laying there, one leg cocked up, leaning back on his elbows and looking like all my dreams come to life.

"Just remember your stalker ex-girlfriend is two doors down from us," I said, as I stretched out alongside him. "Think you can be quiet?"

"I can be quiet."

I huffed a laugh. "Well that has yet to be proven but those three already hate me so it's not going to be my issue if you're loud."

"I can be quiet, Nick," Ajay reiterated, voice dropped low and eyes piercing.

"Okay then," I grinned, using the opportunity to peruse his body. Those loose boxers really needed to go quick pronto but I tamped down my impatience, reaching out to run my hand along his smooth stomach. He shivered under my touch and I smiled as his head dropped forward and those eyes latched onto mine, a pleading to them that I could not deny.

I kissed him, pushing until his head hit the pillow. He opened for me instantly, this boy always so responsive to everything we did together. My tongue found his and I used the distraction to feel the smooth skin of his chest, touching his pecs and toying with his nipples until he let out a soft moan.

I broke the kiss so that I could remove his boxers and he lifted for me as I pulled them down his legs. My breath caught in my throat as I looked down at him, hot and ready for me as his cock caught my attention and snagged.

"Fuck you're gorgeous," I murmured.

"Nick," he whispered, the desperation on his face kicking me back into gear. I quickly shed my boxers, not pausing to note the lust in Ajay's gaze as he looked down at my body while I moved back into position.

I kissed him again while I stroked his dick, chasing those breathy moans he gave me as I gently toyed with him. I moved my hand lower, cupping his balls before tracing down to his ass, holding in a smile as his legs dropped open for me. I smoothed the skin around his soft hole as he sucked in a sharp breath.

"You sure this is what you want?" I asked.

"Positive," he replied. I tried to tamp down the bolt of relief and pure adrenaline that shot through me as I uncapped the bottle of lube and applied a liberal amount to my fingers. I wasted no time until I was back where I wanted to be, gently pressing into him. He let out another jagged breath as I pushed my way inside, his head dropping back on the pillow.

"You ever had anyone play with you back here?" I asked, gently moving my finger back and forth.

"No, never," Ajay replied. "Why?"

"Just wondering if you knew about –" I began, crooking my finger and grinning as Ajay lifted off the bed, "this."

"Holy hell," Ajay breathed.

I chuckled. "You straight boys have no idea what you're missing out on."

"Um, you currently have your finger buried up my ass," Ajay panted, still writhing on the bed below me. "Can we stop calling me straight?"

"Give me another hour and I'll never call you straight again," I promised.

I tried not to get too much enjoyment out of the fact I was the first one to introduce Ajay to his prostate but watching him writhe underneath me was a moment I would never forget. I gave him a break as I concentrated on opening him up, adding more fingers to the process.

"Nick," Ajay breathed. "I want more. I want you."

"Patience, my dear," I returned. Honestly, this was testing every ounce of my own patience. This need to be inside him. But if I could hold on, watching this perfect specimen begging for my cock to fill him up, then he could wait a little longer too.

"I need you now," he returned.

"I'm not sure if you've noticed, sweet, but my cock is on the larger side of average," I said, ignoring his pleads and focusing on stretching him out.

"I noticed," he panted, making me smile.

"Good. Well then forgive me if I want to make sure your virginal little ass is well prepared to take me because I plan to make this as good for you as I know it will be for me."

"Not a virgin," Ajay panted, his breaths coming in short bursts.

"You are as far as I'm concerned,' I grinned. "But maybe this will help with your impatience." I sent him an evil smirk before I leaned down and took his cock into my mouth. Ajay let out another moan, his hands fisting the sheets beside him. I didn't want to overdo the stimulation so I kept it gentle on both ends until Ajay was begging once more.

"Please, Nick," he cried. "I'm ready. Just give it to me."

I groaned at his obvious enthusiasm as I withdrew my fingers and pulled off his dick. I quickly sheathed myself up, adding a mountain of lube. I had my limits too and this boy had severely breached them. I needed this to happen as much as he clearly did.

I moved over him, taking the moment to look down at him once more as those big brown eyes looked up at me with so much heat and trust that I almost buckled again. I knew that innocence was just a mirage now, like one of those pretty but deadly spiders Australia was famous for. The kind that lulled you into a false sense of security and then struck you down.

"Quiet now," I murmured as I leant forward and took his mouth in a kiss. I lined myself up as his legs dropped open wider for me and I pressed up against his entrance. "Let me in now, gorgeous."

Ajay took in a deep breath and exhaled as I pushed in, feeling my way forward as Ajay sucked in another jagged breath. Damn, he was tight.

"You okay?" I asked, seeing him suck in more short breaths.

"I'm okay. Are you in?" he asked.

"About half way," I told him, trying to gauge his expression. "You want me to stop?"

"Don't you dare," he replied, steeling himself with a long breath. He exhaled and I pushed in the rest of the way, letting out a deep moan when I was fully inside. It was even more glorious than I had imagined, feeling us fully joined together like this.

"That's it. I'm in," I told him, watching as he worked through the sting of pain.

"Fuck you're huge," Ajay panted and I tried not to smile.

"I warned you," I grinned, tracing his jaw with soft kisses as I gave him a moment to adjust.

"Okay, I think I'm all right," he said, his breathing becoming more measured. I felt him loosen around me and I tried out a shallow thrust. Ajay moaned at the movement and I pressed a kiss to his lips to silence him.

"Quiet now, baby," I reminded him. "You ready for me to move?"

"Yes." Ajay nodded, his brown eyes almost completely black as he looked up at me while I ignored the little pinch to my heart. I was not going to fall in love with my brother's best friend. It was just a crush. That was all.

But that didn't mean I couldn't enjoy his hot little body as I carefully pulled out of him and slowly pushed back in, enjoying the moan that came out of both our mouths. I kept my movements slow and measured but damn it was hard with Ajay's breathless little moans underneath me, those brown eyes piercing me as I tried to make this as good for him as I could.

I went a little deeper with each thrust and soon I had to cover Ajay's moans with a kiss, sure he was going to wake the house. His enthusiasm was just so freaking adorable as his fingernails dug into my shoulders and his back arched with each deeper thrust. There was only so much I could do to hold myself back and a little of that control slipped when I shifted my hips and pegged his spot because Ajay suddenly came alive underneath me and my restraint was all but shattered.

He moved with me, his body feeling like it had been made to fit mine, his inhibitions completely gone as he tried to tamp down his sounds. What I would have given for this moment to have happened with the house to ourselves so that Ajay could be as free and vocal as he wanted to be. We would only ever have this one time to be our first and as perfect as it was, it would have been good to be able to really let go.

And so what if there was a small, vindictive part of me that kind of revelled in the fact his stupid ex-girlfriend was just down the hallway while I pegged her boyfriend's ass and had him moaning for me in a way I bet she never had. I would put money on that fact.

I could feel that telltale sign building in my spine and I could see that Ajay was getting close too. I needed him to come before I did, wanting to make this moment as memorable for him as I knew it would be for me.

"Touch yourself, Ajay," I said to him, watching as his hand snaked between us to wrap around his leaking cock.

"Oh, Nicky," Ajay panted, his head knocked back on the pillow, almost incoherent with lust. "Nicky. I'm going to … Oh, Nicky." He repeated my name like a prayer and my body hummed each time my name passed his lips. I bloody loved the way he called me Nicky when he was underneath me like this. Nobody had ever called me that name before and I held onto it like the possessive little green eyed monster he had somehow turned me into. This boy was mine.

It didn't take him long until his back bowed off the bed, his orgasm powering through him as he came undone underneath me, my name still on his lips.

He tightened around me with a vicelike grip and I was gone too, my orgasm ripping through me like a freight train as I pulsed inside him again and again until I had nothing left to give.

We both collapsed, a sweaty, panting mess of limbs and damp, sticky skin, my mind almost gone in a fog of white light as I refocused on the present and this gorgeous boy beneath me. His hands had come around me, stroking my back as I buried my face in his neck, breathing him in.

I could hardly move, my body like jelly as we both took our time to recover. I was still inside him, absolutely no desire to extricate myself from his fabulous body. I gave myself another few moments and then shifted my weight, pulling out of him and feeling his loss instantly. He let out a soft moan at the withdrawal as I lay down beside him, smoothing the curls away from his sweat-dampened face.

His eyes were on me, those deep, soulful pools of lust and desire that seemed to be able to speak to me in a way no other set of eyes had ever done. I tried not to read into that too deeply as he watched me closely and I ran my hands through his beautiful curls.

"You okay?" I finally asked. He seemed okay, a contentment on his face that spoke a whole volume more than words.

"That was … amazing," he sighed. I smiled, that masculine ego perking up at his words. I'd never been a selfish lover but I knew I had been more focused on Ajay than I normally would be with any other guy. There was just something about him that had me acting in ways that were strange and unusual. I wanted more for him than I did for myself.

"Yeah. It really was," I agreed.

"I never knew …" he started, hesitation crossing his face. "I never knew it could be that good."

"You're doing wonders for my male ego, Ajay," I returned, feeling that smile spread across my face.

"Somehow I feel like you don't need me to stroke it," he smiled back, fingers toying with my nipple.

"And yet, I'll happily let you tell me how good it was as much as you like."

"Think you might want to do that with me again sometime?" he asked, a hint of shyness creeping across his face.

I pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "We can do that any time you want, Ajay."

He just smiled at me and that did it. I leant back down and kissed that smile, letting him know how very much I meant those words as he kissed me back in the same way, just a slow, gentle kiss that had no other end point other than just the fact I wanted to kiss him and he wanted to kiss me. Sometimes that was enough.

Especially when words couldn't always say what might have been hanging in the air between us, trying to make its presence felt.