May-December | Chapter Nineteen

When Kyle and Chaska got into the younger man's apartment, the first thing they did was lock lips. The two stumbled about, earning a hiss from one of the cats as they made their way to the small bathroom.

"Chaska," Kyle called out when they two pulled away to take off their clothes. "Are you okay?" he asked, not being able to get over how the man had broken down in tears when they got into the car.

"I'm fine," Chaska muttered, closing the distance between them when he took off the last of his clothing. "As long as I have you, I'm fine."

Kyle shivered at the man's words as Chaska took his face in his hands. He rubbed the man's fair skin with the base of his thumbs, smiling a bit before pressing his lips to Kyle's again. There was something about the way Chaska kissed that sent tingles down Kyle's spine—the fullness of his lips, mixed with the eagerness of his tongue.

Chaska moves his hands from Kyle's face to the man's lower back. Kyle wasn't sure how, but he has been led into the shower cubicle, and the two were now under the showerhead. Chaska's hand fumbled with the shower numb until warm water gushed up the pipes and fell from the sprinkler, hitting their bodies and warming up their skins.

Chaska pulled away from the kiss, gasping as he rested his head on Kyle's shoulder. He hugged the man loosely, feeling the man's wet hair tickle his neck as they rocked from side to side under the shower.

The feeling of Chaska's soft skin pressed up against his made Kyle's heartbeat quicken. He let himself touch the man, running his hands up and down his chest and letting his eyes linger. A nice firm stomach, and well-defined muscles. There was something about watching Chaska go taunt in real-time that fascinated him.

It was because of him—all for him.

The hardness, the lust in Chaska's dark eyes, the man's lovely bowed lips and chiseled jaw. Chaska was all his, and he was Chaska's.

Kyle brushed up against him, and their erections touched, earning a low moan from each man.

Chaska let the hand he had been using to hold on to Kyle's shoulder slip between them, he let fingers graze the man's nipples before pulling away a bit so he could look down at them. He bent a bit, catching one of the taunt buns with his tongue.

They finished showering and stumbled out of the bathroom together, still finding it hard to keep their hands to themselves. Kyle laid on his back, letting Chaska hover over him with his still wet hair that dripped water on his chest.

"Kyle," Chaska muttered, letting his hands run up and down the man's thighs. "It's going to hurt," he muttered, making Kyle blink before looking over at the dresser where Chaska has shoved in condoms and a bottle of lube that they had bought one night but had been too tired to do anything with.

"I don't care," Kyle let out reaching up to hold on Chaska's neck. "I want you. You don't even know how much..." he trailed, staring to Chaska's dark eyes that were pooling with both nervousness and lust.

The younger man nodded his head before getting off the bed. Kyle watched him walk over to the drawer, and his heart skipped a bit when he caught sight of the bottle in Chaska's hand.

"I'll be careful," he promised, climbing into bed again. He seemed nervous, so Kyle sat up to comfort him with kisses.

"You're not going to treat me like you've been treated, don't worry," the blond muttered, making Chaska's eyes gloss with tears as the man let out a small cry. Kyle had a hunch that Chaska's first time must have been a nightmare. It seemed he must have been right.

Chaska began to babble. "It hurts a lot. I could bottom instead—"

"It's you. I trust you, and I want this," Kyle said, cutting Chaska off and he hugged him close. The man shut his eyes, letting Kyle hold him as he calmed down. "I love you," Kyle muttered in a quiet voice, still shy about verbally proclaiming those words.

Chaska pulled away from the hug, pushing Kyle's shoulders until the man rested his head on the bed again.

"Tell me if it hurts, okay?" Chaska said, and Kyle nodded as he watched the man get the dripping lotion in his hands.

Kyle winced at first. The feeling of slender fingers rubbing against his entrance felt a bit weird. Chaska eases a finger into him, stroking gently. The weird feeling gave way to an explosion of pleasure, and Kyle's stomach was tightening with butterflies with every stroke.

Chaska slipped on another finger, pressing the two digits he had in deeper. "Does that feel good?"

"Yes," Kyle sighed, feeling a tingling sensation rushed through him until it settled in his toes. Chaska didn't ask, but he spread his legs further apart, feeling the need to make it even easier for Chaska to touch him.

He knew he must have looked ridiculous thrusting his hips against fingers and tightening his muscles to feel all the ridges of Chaska's slender digits inside him, but he couldn't help himself. It felt good—so good that he would blank out for seconds at a time.

Chaska eased in a third digit, and Kyle gasped, feeling a bit uncomfortable. He held on to the hand Chaska had to the side of him, sucking in his lower lip as his body adjusted to the new digit.

"Are you okay?" Chaska asked, leaning forward so that his ear was close to Kyle's lips.

"Yes," Kyle said, throwing his hands over the man's back. "Yes, I am."

A moan left his lips when Chaska pulled his fingers away. His eyes flickered, wondering what was next. They fixated on Chaska, watching as the man rubbed himself before putting on a condom. Kyle felt himself tingle at the sight of the precum forming at the tip. Ever since that night he had given sucking Chaska off a try, the mere thought of doing so was enough to get his pants tight. He wanted to reach out now, but Chaska stole his attention by reaching out to grab his hips before pulling them up to his face.

"Just to make sure it absolutely doesn't hurt," Chaska muttered, slipping his fingers into Kyle again before taking the man's hardness in his mouth. He sucked on the man's shaft, letting his fingers loosen and prepare the blond.

Kyle let out a series of sighs, moaning as he let his hands reach out to grab handfuls of Chaska's hair. He tried to focus on the dark-haired man, but he felt drunk on pleasure, with blurry images replacing full form vision.

Chaska let Kyle's shaft pop out of his mouth just before the man could reach his peak. He took out his fingers as well, crawling up until he was hovering over Kyle again.

"Hit me if it hurts and I can't hear you," he muttered, making to ease himself into Kyle. Kyle winched, shocked at the size difference between the group of fingers and Chaska's shaft.

It hurt.

It hurt a lot.

"It'll get better," Chaska promised, kissing the man's temple. Kyle was frowning, and his fingernails were crawling wounds into Chaska bronze skin. The blond took deep breaths, trying to make it through the pain when Chaska was fully inside him.

The dark-haired man slouched, pressing his hands on either side of Kyle as they both took deep breaths.

Kyle touched Chaska's face, making the man turn. They locked lips, kissing in a lazy sloppy way until Chaska pulled away to reposition himself. Kyle laced his hands around the man who was now gripping on to his thighs. Chaska's moved—slowly at first, watching Kyle's face for any sign of discomfort or pain. He picked up his pace when Kyle started moaning, and soon Kyle was thrusting his hips to meet up with Chaska's movements.

The younger man reached to hold on to Kyle's face, brushing the man's hair aside before pressing their foreheads together as they moved in sync, occasionally kissing and moaning into each other's mouths.

Kyle held on tight when Chaska got rougher—the moments between his movements becoming shorter, and his thrusts becoming deeper.

Chaska held on to Kyle's hips, pulling him against him one last time as he orgasmed. He moaned, making to kiss along Kyle's jawline as he reached between them to stroke the man. It didn't take long for Kyle to come too, and soon the two were just cuddling in between dozing off as they enjoyed an after-sex nap.

"Chaska..." Kyle's voice was a bit rough from all the moaning and whimpering, but Chaska could hear him. The younger man had nestled into Kyle's hold sometime within the past hour.

"Hmm?" he said, yawning as his eyes flickered open.

"How are you feeling?" Kyle asked, making Chaska frown for a bit before laughing.

"I should be asking you," the younger man said, making Kyle's face warm up.

"It's not that..." Kyle trailed. "I mean are you alright? The whole night seems to have shaken you up a bit." Kyle had so many questions to ask, but he was sure if it would be a good idea to do so.

The room was silent for a bit until Chaska spoke up. "It's just been overwhelming..."

"How did you know my first time hurt me?" Chaska asked, making Kyle sigh as he made to hug Chaska close.

"It was just a guess."

"It was terrible," Chaska muttered.

"I'm sorry it was," Kyle mumbled, brushing the stray strands of hair out of his lover's face.

"No preparation, no taking it slow. He just held me down on the bed and asked me not to be a girl about it—"

"Jesus." Kyle was just going to let Chaska talk, but he couldn't help himself.

"Kyle, are you crying?"

The older man sniffed. "No." It wasn't a lie. He just felt teary-eyed and a bit choked up.

"I'm sorry for ranting about that—"

"Don't be." Kyle's voice was firm. Final.

Chaska nodded into the older man's chest. "I keep saying things I shouldn't when I'm with you." The younger man let out a strained laugh. "I don't know what it is, but I feel at ease with you, and something I'm glad about that and sometimes I'm scared..." he tried. Kyle squeezes his arm, pressing a kiss to the man's temple.

"Kyle, can I ask you something?" Chaska requested as he pulled away from the older man.

"Of course, you can," Kyle muttered, watching the dark-haired man hug himself. Chaska's eyes flickered about. He seemed unsure of himself.

"You'll keep protecting me as you did in the pub, right? You won't leave me by myself, right?" Chaska asked as he tensed up.

"I will," Kyle said, sitting up before scooting over to Chaska. "I promise," he sighed, hugging Chaka tight.

Chaska let out a sob. "It's all I've ever wanted—"

"I know," Kyle muttered, kissing Chaska. The two kept kissing until desire pulled in their stomachs and they craved intimacy again.

There was less tension, and the nervousness had evaporated at the second go, and the two took turns holding the other. Their emotions were at their peaks, and it wasn't hard to love each other through the night.