Chapter Twelve

Perry

What about me? I'm about to die, that's what. For some strange-ass reason, I haven't hooked up with anyone since I met Theo. I've thought about it, talked about it, planned it, but no one grabbed my attention because my annoying little puppy wouldn't get out of my head.

"Well, hopefully, you don't leave me with blue balls again." I try to go for light and teasing, like I'm not on the verge of dying from my need to have an orgasm, but I also don't want to push him. Sure, he suddenly told me he's bi and came from just my kissing and frotting, but I'm not sure how comfortable he's going to feel doing stuff to me. "I'm kidding. I can go jerk off." I try to get up, but his legs tighten around me again. "Clingy little thing, aren't you? You're like an octopus, all tangled around me."

"I'm not… I didn't…"

"I'm kidding. It's hot."

"Then where are you going? I want to…watch."

My dick twitches, and I drop my head into his neck again. He smells like cologne and clean sweat, which only makes my cock even more eager for him. "You want to watch me jerk off."

"Yes. And maybe get out of my cummy clothes. I can't believe I did that."

"How are you not freaking out?" The question falls from my mouth without my having planned on asking it. When I was younger, I fucked around with guys who'd never been with men before, and they were always weird about it, or assholes about it, as if it were my fault they liked getting off with me.

Theo shrugs. "I don't know. You're my friend, and I trust you. One of my best friends is queer, so it's not like it's something I haven't been around. I don't know why I never realized that I am or what it is about you that made it click, but it's really fucking clicked, and I can't turn it off now."

A zing of pleasure shoots down my spine, shocking me off him, but this time, Theo lets me go. Not that I'm going far. Nope. I'm just standing up and tugging out of my clothes because I only have so much strength, and the sexy man in the bed is too tempting.

Theo lies there as I strip, and then when I'm naked, cock really fucking hard and pointing up, he just…stares.

Nerves make the back of my neck prickle. I'm not insecure about my body. I never have been, but man, he's testing me. What if seeing my dick makes him realize this is all too much? Kissing is one thing, but being in bed with a guy who has his cock out is next level.

"Change your mind?"

He shakes his head. Doesn't speak. Doesn't move. Just stares.

I'm not sure what to do here, so I ask, "Are you okay?"

Theo sits up on the side of the bed, reaches out, and rubs his thumb in the precum at my tip.

"Fuuuuuuck," spills out of my mouth because that is maybe the hottest thing I've ever seen. The hottest thing anyone has ever done to me, and I've had a whole lot of sex.

"I'm literally feeling a little action down there, and I just came. Definitely bisexual. Huh. Interesting. I have a short refractory period but usually not this short."

My cock jerks in response. Theo's head shoots up, and he looks at me, smile taking over his adorable face. "I made you do that."

I chuckle because fucking A, how can I not? I grab his face in my hands, lean down, and press a kiss to his lips. "God, you're great, but I really need to come."

And he is great. Have I ever thought that about someone I've slept with? Not that I can remember, which makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand, but I ignore it in favor of an orgasm.

"Get back into bed." Theo scoots over, and I join him.

Reaching into the nightstand, I grab a bottle of lube, then pause. "Are you okay with getting naked too?" Fuck, I want to see him. I can tell he's packing, not just from the feel of him, but looking at him in those sweats.

"Yes. Please. I want to do that." He tries to pull his shirt over his head but gets tangled in it. I laugh, grabbing the bottom and helping Eager Theo get naked.

"Contrary to what it looks like, I have actually had sex. I'm typically pretty good at it, and I don't usually make such a fool of myself."

There's a quiet voice in my head telling me he can be like this with me because he trusts me, because he doesn't try to impress me or do what he thinks I want the way he does with others, and that thought makes my heart bang against my chest. It's a lot, and I should stop this right now, but there's absolutely not a chance that I will. I've never wanted someone as much as I want him right now.

"I like this side of you," I tell him. "That I get to see you this way, and you're so turned on by me, you can't control yourself."

"I wouldn't say I can't control myself."

"You came in like two seconds and got tangled in your T-shirt." While I know some people would be offended by that, Theo isn't one of them. He just gives me that sweet grin of his and shrugs.

"Five seconds, and good point. I'll be better next time." My heart stumbles, and he must notice something on my face because he frowns. "I'm not saying there has to be a next time if you don't want that. And maybe I won't want that. Actually, I don't think I will."

"Puppy…"

"I thought you were going to get me naked and jerk off?"

The thought of an orgasm shoves away my good sense. "Lie down."

He doesn't question me, just easily leans back against the pillows, his mouth slightly open, eyes a little nervous and darting around.

"You can still say stop at any time." I kneel beside him, hook my fingers in the top of his sweats, meet his gaze, and wait. He nods, giving me permission, and I ignore my needy erection and begin to pull them and his underwear down. Theo lifts his hips, helping me along. The first peek at his light-brown pubes, a shade darker than the hair on his head, makes even more blood rush to my groin, and then I see his cock, lying against his soft belly, half hard, with dry cum on his skin and heavy balls I'm dying to taste, making a growl push past my lips.

I finish tugging them off and toss them to the moon, for all I know, before taking in his body.

"Naked you're a ten."

"Shut up."

"I'm serious." Why don't more people tell him how hot he is? Why doesn't he just know it? Why do I want to say it over and over and show him how sexy I think he is a million times if that's what it takes for him to believe it? "Can I?" I let my fingertips move along his upper thigh. I don't even know exactly what I'm asking for. I just want him, to touch and savor him.

"What about you? You're rock hard. Aren't you going to jerk off?"

"Oh yeah. Don't worry about me. I'll be coming, but there's a gorgeous naked man in my bed, and I'm not very good at looking but not touching."

"Okay."

I watch him while I move so I'm straddling his legs, precum running down the shaft of my very eager cock.

Bending over, I take his mouth again, this kiss slower than the last one. He seems to really like kissing. It got him hard in no time flat earlier, and I'm hoping to pull another orgasm out of him so we can come together.

Theo's hand moves tentatively to my hip, holding on like he's unsure what to do. His mouth runs off instinct, though, his tongue moving with mine, letting me in, then dipping inside mine for a taste of his own.

I slide my hand between us, reaching for his cock, and yep, it's already harder than it was just seconds ago. I stroke and kiss him, savoring the feel of his hot length against my palm. I swear I can feel him throb, feel the blood rushing inside him, which just makes my head spin and my body thrum with even more desire for him.

When his breathing picks up and his dick grows in my hand, his grip on my hip tightening and his body rotating toward mine, I know he's ready for me.

I lean back, and Theo says, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Nowhere, Puppy. You'll like this. I promise."

I'm still sitting on his legs while I grab the lube and squirt some in my hand. "I'm going to jack us off together, fuck our naked cocks against each other until we both shoot all over your stomach. Does that work for you?"

I've never had someone look like they melt in front of me before, but that's the only way I can describe what Theo does—it's like his whole body liquefies, all for me.

"Yes, please. Do that."

I grin. I'm not sure why. Maybe just because he's so eager to come with me, but it's a smile I can't hold back and feel in my chest.

Pushing up higher onto my knees, I move forward until my legs bracket him in just the right place so our cocks touch. Theo hisses in reply, and my eyes shoot to his face. I need to make sure I didn't do anything wrong, but he's looking down at our dicks.

"That is…sexy. Really fucking sexy."

I chuckle. "I'm glad you think so."

Slowly, gaze still completely locked on him, I wrap my hands around both our dicks and stroke.

"Oh God. Oh fuck. Why do I keep saying oh?" He shakes his head, but his gaze is still blissed out, eyes hooded but pupils blown wide.

"I guess I'm just that good."

I rock my hips some, jerking us but also rubbing my cock against his. I start out slow, but then speed up, going faster. We're both leaking, his hot cock against mine making my muscles tighten and the base of my spine tingle.

"Perry…fuck…" Theo says between panting breaths. He's watching me, his hand on my hip again, then his left hand moves to the other. Theo's broader than me, his hands looking big and sexy against me.

"You like that? You like me touching you? Like to feel my dick against yours? So fucking hot, Puppy. I can't wait to make you come again, can't wait to see your belly with my load all over it."

He cries out something I don't understand, before saying more clearly, "Jesus Christ. What the fuck. That is so damn hot."

"Thank you." I wink, balls slapping against his. I squeeze tighter, the tingle in my groin growing and my legs beginning to shake. My orgasm is right there, making my nuts ache and burn to unleash, but I want to come with him, want to let go when I see his thick jizz shoot out of his slit.

"More," he begs, starting to move too, fucking into my hand and rubbing his dick all over mine.

I give him what he wants, working us both up, rubbing my hand over the heads of our dicks before sliding it back down again.

"I'm gonna come again," Theo calls out before his body arches up. He spurts, his body going rigid as he succumbs to his orgasm. Seeing him makes my own balls draw up, my vision blur as I empty my nuts all over his dick and stomach.

I collapse on top of him, warm, creamy cum between us, and catch my breath.

"That was really good," I say after a few minutes.

"Was it?"

I jerk back. "It wasn't for you?"

"No! It was. I mean, clearly. I came twice, but I just…" His gaze darts away bashfully.

"You don't think it was enough for me? Jesus, Puppy. Why don't you see how fucking hot you are? I just came my brains out. I haven't even hooked up with anyone since I've met you because no one else would do, not until I got you beneath me."

"Oh."

"Your favorite word."

"Just tonight."

I lie down beside him. "It's not… It doesn't mean anything. I just want you."

"Um…thanks?" He rolls to his side so he faces me, hand on my chest, thumb touching my nipple.

"You know what I mean. Just…friends who hooked up like we talked about." Guilt makes my gut feel heavy. I don't know why. I've never felt guilty about not wanting more with someone.

"Don't freak out, Perry. I just realized I'm bisexual. It's not like I want to jump into a relationship with the first guy I kiss."

I shift, uncomfortable, my body feeling jittery.

"Plus, I don't want to lose our friendship. You're my study buddy."

I chuckle. "I can be that."

"And…I like you. Not in the I-want-to-be-your-boyfriend way, just in the…I don't know, you-make-me-feel-good way. For whatever reason, you've made me comfortable from the start, so I was thinking…since we both know what this is…and since it feels like a safe place for me to do this…what if we keep hooking up? Like if I…I don't know, get sex-with-a-guy lessons from you. We both know I'm helpless when it comes to flirting, and I want to feel like I know what the hell I'm doing if I ever hook up with another guy."

The jitteriness continues. Why do I feel so restless all of a sudden? "You want me to be your gay-sex teacher?"

"Okay, when you put it that way, it sounds ridiculous, but…" He shrugs. "It's me, and I'm ridiculous, so yes."

I can't hold back my snicker. "Fucking puppy." I pull him closer, arm around him, and Theo rests his head on my shoulder. "Just sex."

"Yes."

"And it won't fuck things up between us?" Because the truth is, that would devastate me. Theo has quickly become an important part of my life, and for someone like me, who doesn't let myself get too close, that means something.

"Nope. Not at all. Plus, we get to have lots of good sex."

"Excellent point."

"I won't mess around with anyone else while we're doing this. Not because we're exclusive, but just because…"

"Yeah, I mean, clearly, we're not exclusive in the relationship sense. But I agree. Since we're friends and all, it might make things awkward if we're fucking other people at the same time."

What.

Am.

I.

Saying?

Make me stop!But I don't stop, not at all. I just…agreed to be exclusive with him?

"So…" Theo says, "you won't either?"

"Nah, it would just make things weird."

How it would make things weird, I don't know, but that's what I'm going with.

"Should we kiss on it?" Theo asks.

I smile and roll on top of him. "You can't get enough of me."

"We're just sealing the deal."

"Works for me," I respond, then lower my mouth to his.