Chapter 31

[Finally, NSFW content ahead]

- Daniel's POV -

This is just too much. I can't restrain myself anymore. The last half an hour was pure torture, my heart beating like crazy. Haha, I sound like a teenager in front of his first crush.

I lean into the kiss, deepening it. When I feel his lips parting, I let my tongue slide into his mouth, hungrily exploring the cave. I feel him reciprocating, meeting my tongue with his, trying to keep up with my pace.

But not today. Yesterday, I was in a daze, still a lot of insecurity underneath my desire. Today, I just want him. For the last hours, every possible scenario of him squirming underneath me, writhing in pleasure, has played out in my head. There will be no escaping now.

I pull him up, guiding him to sit on my lap. My hand starts exploring under his shirt, going up his back, pushing his shirt up and leaving his back bare. He shivers. I don't really know whether it's due to my touch or due to the cold. But I think we both don't really care. With the hand that trailed his back I grab his neck, pulling him even closer into my kiss, deepening it yet again. I show him how desperately I want him.

I can feel his breathing quicken. My other hand slides up his stomach, quickly finding the buds on his chest, kneading them, pinching them.

"Ahh." He moans on top of me. It is an exhilarating sight. His eyes upturned in pleasure, his body arching forward, craving my touch.

I comply. While one hand still kneads his nipple, my other hand slides down his back, towards his waistband. I feel him stiffen a bit. I look up at him, meeting his gaze that shows equal parts of fear and anticipation.

"I want you." I nearly not recognize my own voice. It is hoarse with desire.

His gaze does not waver. He knew what would happen today. He already found his determination. So his voice only quivers a little when he whispers "Yes."

I kiss him again. But I pull away shortly after, remembering that he is only 18 years old and much less experienced than I am, that he may not even know what is about to happen. I try to restrain myself, pushing him a bit farther away, while he still sits on my lap. He looks at me expectantly.

"Love, do you know what is about to happen? I want to sleep with you. Do you know what it entails for two men to have sex?" He can't meet my eyes. That is a good sign. He being embarrassed seems to be exactly because he knows what will happen.

"I know. And I want you." He forces himself to look me in the eyes. But he can't hide all the fear from them.

"If you know what will happen, you also know that there are different roles for us to take." I force him to listen to this. I have to know what he is comfortable with and with what he is not. But he surprises me when he simply says:

"I know. I want you to hold me." He looks into my eyes and I see not even a hint of wavering. I gulp down hard. I feel my body getting ready to take him right now. I strain to control myself.

"Okay, love. I know it is your first time. So I will take my time preparing you. I will be gentle but I can't promise you that it won't hurt."

He blushes slightly, but still manages to look at me. He seems to sense that this is something that won't go without his consent.

"Yes, I know." His gaze deepens, pulling me into his blue eyes. "But I still want you."

I snap. Nobody can expect more from a man. With my hand I push his head down whilst leaning upwards, kissing him. Hard. He meets me with equal longing and my hands start to wander of their own accord. One hand resumes playing with his nipples, while the other is finally inching towards his waistband, sliding under it. I feel myself harden when I touch his firm bottom. I squeeze it, making him yelp in surprise. I break the kiss, looking into his eyes. I want to see his face for what I am going to do next. My one hand lets go of his nipple and searches in my pants pocket for the little bottle of gel I took along. While still keeping his gaze I squeeze the lube on the other hand's fingers. I feel him shudder on top of me when he hears this sound. He clearly knows what is about to happen.

I place the bottle beside us for later use and use the gel-free hand to slowly pull down the already loose pants and underwear, exposing his bottom. I place a lube-covered finger between his butt cheeks and trail down. He trembles on top of me, but still meets my gaze. His breathing quickens. Then I find his entrance and place my fingertip on top of it. His whole body shivers. I lick my lips that started to dry out because of the anticipation. My finger circles his entrance, around and around. Then I let the tip of my finger slide in. Alex bites his lips, barely keeping his breathing under control. I circle inside the entrance, slowly widening it, pushing my finger in deeper. When three digits are inside, I curve my finger, slide alongside the walls that are encircling me. Still intently keeping Alex gaze, I finally see what I was looking for. His eyes widen, turn upwards and he lets out a moan.

"There, I found it. Do you know this spot, my love? It is your prostrate. I can make you come just by touching it."

I am amazed to see him show a desperate expression. While panting hard he manages to say, nearly plead, "No, I don't want to come by myself. I finally want to connect with you. This way it is like when I am masturbating." Alex speaks in a staccato, trying to catch his breath.

"Oh, you masturbate with this spot? What do you think about while pleasuring yourself? Tell me, love."

Alex' flushed face shows a guilty expression. I take a wild guess "Did you think about me?"

I intentionally push the spot again, making him cry out, "Yes. I wanted you to touch me."

I can not keep this up much longer. My self-restraint is nearing its limit. I push in a second finger. Alex seems surprised. Maybe he never went so far? Just searching by himself for his prostrate? I carefully widen him. A third finger goes in. He is nearly ready. I gather the last bit of my control to intentionally take two more minutes - counting them down in my head - to make sure he is prepared.

Then I take out my fingers. "Love, you are ready." His eyes widen. Before he can voice any fears I take the lead.

"Don't worry, I will make it as easy for you as possible." 'But I can barely hold it in' I add in my mind.

I finally register my surroundings. The living room. On the couch. I can hardly make it comfortable for him here. I bite my lip, sighing. "Come, we will take the rest to the bedroom." I take his hand guiding him towards the next step.