First Time Love
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ibonekoenTitle: First Time Love
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ibonekoen
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Josh invites Elijah back to his hotel. Follows Not Part of the Plan.
First Time Love
by Ibonekoen
Josh licked his lips nervously as he led Elijah down the hall of the hotel. He dug into his jeans pocket, pulling out his keycard. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Elijah was still following him and saw the younger boy was hesitating beside the elevator.
He flashed Elijah a smile. “You okay?”
Elijah licked his lips and nodded. “Yeah, I’m cool.”
“You sure?” Josh asked as he continued down the hall. He stopped in front of his room and inserted his keycard into the reader. When the light flashed green, he turned the handle and pushed the door open. He hesitated a moment and glanced back at Elijah.
Elijah smiled, moving up to stand behind Josh, and nodded, though Josh could see the nervousness in his eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
Josh nodded and used the light filtering into the room from the hallway to find the light switch. “Excuse the mess.” he mumbled sheepishly as he flicked on the overhead light then stepped inside the room. He motioned Elijah inside and dropped his keycard on the dresser next to the bed.
Elijah entered the room and closed the door behind him. He glanced around, noting that it was pretty much a typical hotel room with a double bed, dresser, TV, nightstand and the bathroom off to the side. There was also a small table and two chairs next to the window. He snickered a little at the dirty clothes strewn on the floor.
“So, um, you want something to drink?” Josh asked as he headed toward a little alcove near the bathroom. “I’ve got a little fridge over here and I’ve got some sodas.” He waited for Elijah to respond and when the younger boy didn’t, he turned back to see what he was doing, then blushed.
Elijah was standing beside the bed, looking down at the sketchbook Josh had left lying there. It was open, turned to a sketch Josh had been working on before he’d left to go to Clea’s party. The sketch was of Elijah, and Josh had started it during a break in filming the day before. Elijah was sitting on top of a concrete table, his feet on the bench, as he smoked a cigarette.
“Wow.” Elijah said, glancing up at Josh. “This is really good.”
Josh cleared his throat, his blush deepening. “It’s not finished yet.”
“It’s still good.” Elijah said, smiling.
“Thanks.” Josh said shyly. He licked his lips, then jerked his thumb over his shoulder at the small refrigerator. “Do you want something to drink?”
“Nah, I’m good.” Elijah said. “Still a little woozy from all the alcohol I drank at Clea’s party.”
Josh sucked in a breath, feeling a stirring in his jeans as he remembered the body shots Elijah had done, licking the salt off Josh’s hand. He definitely felt himself hardening as he remembered the ensuing kiss, which had been followed by him giving Elijah a hand job. Things had escalated and they’d both decided to continue things in the privacy of Josh’s hotel room.
The drive over to the hotel had helped sober Elijah up a little and nervousness had replaced his excitement. He’d never been with a guy before, hadn’t ever really even been attracted to anybody before Josh. He wondered if Josh knew what to do or even where to start. He had seemed pretty knowledgeable when he’d gotten Elijah off at Clea’s party. His face flushed from the memory.
“So. . .” Josh said nervously, not sure if they should just pick up where they’d left off or not.
“Yeah, so.” Elijah said.
Josh sat down on the edge of the bed. “Um, are you-” He never got a chance to finish his sentence as Elijah pounced on him, catching his mouth in a rough kiss. Josh moaned, caught off guard, but quickly responded by probing Elijah’s lips with his tongue. As Elijah’s lips parted and Josh thrust his tongue inside the younger boy’s mouth, he brought his hand up to rest on the back of Elijah’s neck. He rubbed his tongue against Elijah’s and felt him shiver, then he felt Elijah’s hands slide down his stomach and under his shirt, brushing against his abdomen. He shivered and slid his free hand up Elijah’s back, his tongue moving sinuously against Elijah’s.
Elijah let his hands creep higher on Josh’s torso, his fingers tracing the curves of his muscles. Josh gave a low moan as he felt Elijah’s thumbs brush across his nipples. He slid his hands down Elijah’s back, his fingers clawing at his shirt. He forced himself to break the kiss as oxygen became an issue, and he pulled back reluctantly, gulping air.
Elijah’s face was flushed and he was breathing heavily as well. Josh felt a pleasurable tingle make its way down his spine as he watched the tip of Elijah’s tongue dart out to run over his dry lips. That simple act sent a thrill shooting through Josh straight to his groin, and he swallowed hard.
“What’s wrong?” Elijah said, frowning.
“Nothing.” Josh said as he licked his lips. “I just wanted to make sure you were absolutely serious, because I mean, we both know where this is headed, and a hand job is one thing but-”
Elijah reached out, laying his finger against Josh’s lips. “I’m sure, okay?” he said. “I’m nervous but I trust you and I want you.”
Josh blushed and then smiled as Elijah lowered his hand. “Alright.” He scooted up on the bed, kicking off his shoes, then motioned for Elijah to sit down. Elijah hesitated a moment and then bent over to unlace his shoes. He stepped out of them and then climbed onto the bed as Josh pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.
Elijah’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Josh’s bare chest. “I’ve. . .um, I’ve never done this before.” he said breathlessly, his eyes drawn to Josh’s nipples.
Josh smiled and moved to kneel behind Elijah. “It’s okay.” he said. “I haven’t either.” He softly kissed behind Elijah’s left ear, his hands gliding down Elijah’s arms. Elijah sighed softly, shivering. Josh ran his tongue over the outer shell of Elijah’s ear as his fingers curled around the bottom edge of his shirt. He slid the shirt up Elijah’s body, guiding the younger boy’s arms above his head so he could remove the shirt. He let it fall over the side of the bed and then sat down on the bed, pulling Elijah back against him.
Elijah gasped, shivering, as Josh trailed his kisses along his jaw line and then down his neck. Josh’s hands slid up Elijah’s torso, his fingers brushing over Elijah’s neck. The younger boy’s breath hitched in his throat and he shivered again. Josh let his hands roam over Elijah’s torso, his fingers following the contours of his body. Elijah gasped, biting his lower lip, as each brush of Josh’s hand against his skin created a tingling sensation that traveled from the point of contact to his groin.
“Josh.” he said breathlessly, writhing against the older boy as Josh’s fingers brushed against his nipples.
“Just relax.” Josh whispered as he brought his mouth back up to Elijah’s ear. “You can tell me to stop anytime you get uncomfortable.” He really hoped Elijah wouldn’t say ‘stop,’ because he didn’t know if he’d able to keep his word. Just having Elijah in his lap, wriggling around because of simple caresses, was arousing Josh. All he could think about was throwing Elijah onto the bed and burying himself inside the younger boy. He was forcing himself to go slowly, reminding himself that Elijah hadn’t done this before and that he needed to be gentle and not overwhelm the poor kid.
Not to mention the fact that he was a little bit -- okay, okay, more than a little bit -- nervous. He hadn’t technically been lying when he’d told Elijah he hadn’t done this before. . .he had, but he hadn’t been playing as the pitcher. He was by no means stupid; he knew what went where and the importance of lubrication, lubrication, lubrication. In theory, he knew exactly what to do to loosen Elijah up, but that was just in theory. In reality, he was just a little bit scared.
He pushed that thought to the back of his mind for the moment and continued his exploration of Elijah’s upper body, focusing his attention on the younger boy’s nipples. He massaged and gently tugged at them until Elijah was moaning and writhing against him, and he used his tongue to trace the outer shell of Elijah’s ear again.
Elijah groaned, shifting in Josh’s lap, his bottom pressing down on Josh’s groin. He was startled to feel a throbbing hardness against his backside and experimentally rocked back against it. He grinned as he heard Josh draw in a sharp breath and rocked back a little bit harder. He felt a delicious tingle of pain course through him as Josh pinched his nipples, his teeth dragging over his earlobe. Elijah rocked his hips again, decided he liked to hear Josh moan. He felt Josh’s hardness swelling as Josh pressed his face against the crook of Elijah’s neck and shoulder. Elijah rocked his hips faster, grinding harder and Josh bit a moan, his hips rising to meet Elijah’s backside.
“Gotta. . .gotta stop.” Josh said breathlessly, his hips unable to abandon their movement as Elijah continued to grind against him. “S’posed. . .to be about. . .you.”
“Don’t wanna stop.” Elijah insisted, grinding harder. He groaned as Josh kissed his neck, the older boy’s hands sliding down his stomach. He let one arm reach behind him, settling around Josh’s neck as Josh’s hands began to fumble with the button and zipper of his jeans.
“It’ll feel better when we’re both naked.” Josh said as he succeeded in getting Elijah’s jeans unfastened. Elijah wiggled, lifting his hips so Josh could push the jeans down. He then kicked his legs free of the jeans and groaned as one of Josh’s hands disappeared into his boxers and brushed against his cock.
“Ohhh fuck.” he breathed.
Josh grinned, then shifted on the bed, scooting up until his back rested against the headboard. He rearranged Elijah in his lap, Elijah’s back pressing against his chest, Elijah’s ass perfectly seated on his groin. He kissed Elijah’s shoulder then trailed his lips up his neck as his hands pushed Elijah’s boxers down. Elijah dropped his hands to his thighs, grasping the bottom edges of his boxers and yanked them down and off his legs, tossing them over the side of the bed.
He felt a little self-conscious being fully naked while Josh still wore jeans, but as he settle back against Josh and felt the older boy’s hand wrap around the base of his cock, a little of his self-consciousness melted away.
“You have no idea how hot you look right now, Lij.” Josh whispered, his breath warm against Elijah’s ear. Elijah shivered, a soft moan escaping his lips as Josh’s hands slowly slid up the length of his shaft.
Elijah closed his eyes as he let his head fall back onto Josh’s shoulder. Josh grinned and let his fingers explore Elijah’s cock, his thumb brushing over the tip, which had begun to leak drops of pre-come. Elijah moaned, a shudder of pleasure traveling through him. He raised his arm back over his head, reaching behind him to run his fingers through Josh’s hair. Josh smiled and kissed down Elijah’s neck as he stroked the younger boy’s cock, his free hand fondling his balls.
Elijah moaned, his hips thrusting up to meet Josh’s hand as it descended on his shaft. Josh bent his head, kissing as far down on Elijah’s collarbone as he could reach. He licked his lips, enjoying the sensation of Elijah rocking against him. As Elijah’s hips began to move faster, Josh stroked his cock faster, sucking at his neck. Elijah cried out, his head tilting back and his hand fisting in Josh’s hair. His body went wild, spasming uncontrollably as he began to climax, pearly white come spurting out of the tip of his cock, splashing onto Josh’s hand and his own stomach.
“Fucking hot.” Josh muttered, watching Elijah.
Elijah shuddered pleasurably and then sagged against Josh, greedily gulping in lungfuls of air. “Oh god.” he panted. “That was fucking awesome.”
Josh nuzzled Elijah’s neck, wanting to give him time to collect his breath. He could feel his own cock throbbing with need but forced himself to be patient. He wasn’t even sure Elijah would want to continue. They lay there in silence, Elijah’s fingers playing with Josh’s hair and Josh letting his hands roam over Elijah’s body. Elijah’s eyes drifted closed and he snuggled against Josh. His eyes flew open as his wriggling butt pressed against Josh’s erection, causing Josh to inhale sharply.
“Hey.” Elijah said, trying to turn in Josh’s embrace to look at him. “You haven’t come yet.”
Josh bit his lip, Elijah’s squirming creating friction against his cock. “Yeah, I know.” he said breathlessly.
“Do you. . .” Elijah trailed off, his face flushing. He cleared his throat and continued, “Do you want me to get you off?”
“Yeah, but not with your hand.” Josh said, licking his lips. “I was actually thinking of something else. . .” He whispered his intention in Elijah’s ear.
Elijah blushed brightly and cleared his throat. “You really want to do that?”
“Only if you’re comfortable with the idea.” Josh said. He was trying to be nonchalant and act like he didn’t care one way or the other, but Elijah could hear the eagerness in his voice.
Elijah chewed his lip, thinking. He hadn’t been lying when he said he trusted Josh; he did, completely. He wanted to please Josh as Josh had pleased him. . .but at the same time, he was nervous.
“How bad will it hurt?” he asked timidly.
“I’m not going to lie, there will be pain, but I’ll go slow and easy so it won’t hurt so much.” Josh said as he ran his fingers lightly down Elijah’s arms.
Elijah licked his lips and then nodded. “Okay.”
Josh blinked, the movements of his hands coming to a halt. “Okay?”
“Yeah.” Elijah said, craning his neck to look at Josh. “I want you to fuck me.”
Josh smiled, blushing a little. “Okay. Best way to do this, least painful for you, is for you to be on your stomach.” He gently nudged Elijah, who moved out of his lap. Elijah turned over onto his stomach as Josh dug through the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed.
“Fuck.” he said, slamming the drawer shut. He smiled sheepishly at Elijah, who had his head propped up on his arms, watching him. “Hang on.”
Josh leaned over to give Elijah a quick kiss, then hopped off the bed and crossed the room to stand in front of the dresser, where he’d left his bag. He unzipped the bag, then rummaged through it. After a few seconds, he gave a triumphant cry and produced a small bottle and a box of condoms. Elijah blushed as Josh carried the items over to the bed. He set them down on the nightstand, then smiled at Elijah as he began to undo his jeans.
“You’re still sure you want to go through with this?” he asked as he pushed his jeans down his legs then stepped out of them.
“Uh huh.” Elijah said, mesmerized by the act of Josh removing his clothes.
Josh noticed the attention and grinned, making a show of taking off his boxers. Elijah grinned and wolf whistled as Josh playfully swung his boxers over his head and then threw them aside. He climbed onto the bed, lying on top of Elijah, and began to press soft kisses to Elijah’s shoulder blades.
“Now,” Josh muttered as he kissed the back of Elijah’s neck, “the most important step to making this a pleasurable experience for you is to relax.”
Elijah sighed, shivered deliciously from Josh’s kisses. “Okay.” he said breathlessly.
“Don’t be afraid to tell me if you don’t like something I’m doing.” Josh said as he covered Elijah’s shoulder blades with kisses. “It’s important that you enjoy this too.”
“So far, so good.” Elijah gasped, his skin tingling.
Josh smiled, slowly working his way down Elijah’s back. He reached for the bottle he’d set on the nightstand and unscrewed the cap, pouring some into his palm.
Elijah glanced over his shoulder as best he could, a curious expression on his face as he sniffed the air. “Coconut?”
“Oil.” Josh said as he rubbed his hands together. “For lubrication.”
Elijah blushed. “Oh okay.”
“This is going to feel a little weird.” Josh said as he parted the cheeks of Elijah’s ass and pressed the tip of his fingers against his anus.
Elijah’s body jerked slightly as Josh massaged his opening and Elijah’s eyes widened. He wriggled, feeling more than a little weird and yet. . .oddly anxious. He felt Josh place a kiss at the base of his spine and shivered from the tingle it produced.
Josh spent a few minutes teasing the opening of Elijah’s anus until the ring of muscle had relaxed enough to allow him to slip the tip of his finger inside. Elijah gasped, wiggling a little from the strange sensation.
“Are you okay?” Josh said, carefully wiggling his finger.
“Yeah.” Elijah said, his voice sounding a little weird. “It’s just. . .different.”
Josh kissed a spot a little bit above the base of Elijah’s spine. “You want me to stop?”
“No. . .?” Elijah said a little hesitantly. He shivered again as Josh kissed a little higher on his spine.
“You sure?” Josh asked as he continued wiggling his finger, starting to slowly pump it in and out.
Elijah sucked in a breath, his body slowly adjusting to the sensation. “I’m sure. Keep going.”
“Okay.” Josh said. He smiled and continued moving his kisses higher on Elijah’s back as he moved his finger inside him, slowly pumping and twisting until he was able to add a second finger. Elijah moaned, the pain and discomfort having melted away into need and pleasure.
“Oh god, Josh, please.” he begged, his body writhing.
“You are incredible.” Josh whispered in Elijah’s ear. He continued to play with Elijah’s ass, slowly working up to three fingers pumping in and out of him. He smiled as Elijah’s hips began to thrust back against his fingers and he heard the younger boy moan. He pressed a kiss to Elijah’s shoulder and quickly rolled a condom onto his cock.
“Just relax.” he whispered as he slowly withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the tip of his cock. He drew in a breath, slowly releasing it as he used tiny thrusts to slowly push his cock further into Elijah.
They began slowly, their hips moving in tandem. As their passion grew, the thrusts became more frantic, their hips moving faster. Elijah moaned loudly, panting heavily, as he thrust back against Josh. Josh covered Elijah’s body with his, his hand reaching beneath him to grasp Elijah’s cock, stroking in rhythm with his thrusting hips.
“Oh god.” Josh moaned loudly as he felt his orgasm build. He knew he couldn’t hold it back and let his body move on autopilot. He cried out, Elijah’s moans mingling with his, as he climaxed. Elijah’s own release followed seconds later and then they collapsed to the bed, both exhausted and sated.
“Fuck.” Elijah panted, awe in his voice.
“Oh yeah.” Josh agreed. He nuzzled his face against Elijah’s back and then rolled off of him. He removed the condom, then disposed of it in the trash can next to the bed. Then he turned onto his side, gathered Elijah up in his arms and held him close. Elijah snuggled into his embrace, sighing contentedly.
“We can do this again, right?” he asked drowsily.
Josh smiled and placed a soft kiss to Elijah’s shoulder as he pulled the covers up over them. “Any time you want, man.”
The End
Author:
ibonekoenRating: NC-17
Summary: Josh invites Elijah back to his hotel. Follows Not Part of the Plan.
by Ibonekoen
Josh licked his lips nervously as he led Elijah down the hall of the hotel. He dug into his jeans pocket, pulling out his keycard. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Elijah was still following him and saw the younger boy was hesitating beside the elevator.
He flashed Elijah a smile. “You okay?”
Elijah licked his lips and nodded. “Yeah, I’m cool.”
“You sure?” Josh asked as he continued down the hall. He stopped in front of his room and inserted his keycard into the reader. When the light flashed green, he turned the handle and pushed the door open. He hesitated a moment and glanced back at Elijah.
Elijah smiled, moving up to stand behind Josh, and nodded, though Josh could see the nervousness in his eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
Josh nodded and used the light filtering into the room from the hallway to find the light switch. “Excuse the mess.” he mumbled sheepishly as he flicked on the overhead light then stepped inside the room. He motioned Elijah inside and dropped his keycard on the dresser next to the bed.
Elijah entered the room and closed the door behind him. He glanced around, noting that it was pretty much a typical hotel room with a double bed, dresser, TV, nightstand and the bathroom off to the side. There was also a small table and two chairs next to the window. He snickered a little at the dirty clothes strewn on the floor.
“So, um, you want something to drink?” Josh asked as he headed toward a little alcove near the bathroom. “I’ve got a little fridge over here and I’ve got some sodas.” He waited for Elijah to respond and when the younger boy didn’t, he turned back to see what he was doing, then blushed.
Elijah was standing beside the bed, looking down at the sketchbook Josh had left lying there. It was open, turned to a sketch Josh had been working on before he’d left to go to Clea’s party. The sketch was of Elijah, and Josh had started it during a break in filming the day before. Elijah was sitting on top of a concrete table, his feet on the bench, as he smoked a cigarette.
“Wow.” Elijah said, glancing up at Josh. “This is really good.”
Josh cleared his throat, his blush deepening. “It’s not finished yet.”
“It’s still good.” Elijah said, smiling.
“Thanks.” Josh said shyly. He licked his lips, then jerked his thumb over his shoulder at the small refrigerator. “Do you want something to drink?”
“Nah, I’m good.” Elijah said. “Still a little woozy from all the alcohol I drank at Clea’s party.”
Josh sucked in a breath, feeling a stirring in his jeans as he remembered the body shots Elijah had done, licking the salt off Josh’s hand. He definitely felt himself hardening as he remembered the ensuing kiss, which had been followed by him giving Elijah a hand job. Things had escalated and they’d both decided to continue things in the privacy of Josh’s hotel room.
The drive over to the hotel had helped sober Elijah up a little and nervousness had replaced his excitement. He’d never been with a guy before, hadn’t ever really even been attracted to anybody before Josh. He wondered if Josh knew what to do or even where to start. He had seemed pretty knowledgeable when he’d gotten Elijah off at Clea’s party. His face flushed from the memory.
“So. . .” Josh said nervously, not sure if they should just pick up where they’d left off or not.
“Yeah, so.” Elijah said.
Josh sat down on the edge of the bed. “Um, are you-” He never got a chance to finish his sentence as Elijah pounced on him, catching his mouth in a rough kiss. Josh moaned, caught off guard, but quickly responded by probing Elijah’s lips with his tongue. As Elijah’s lips parted and Josh thrust his tongue inside the younger boy’s mouth, he brought his hand up to rest on the back of Elijah’s neck. He rubbed his tongue against Elijah’s and felt him shiver, then he felt Elijah’s hands slide down his stomach and under his shirt, brushing against his abdomen. He shivered and slid his free hand up Elijah’s back, his tongue moving sinuously against Elijah’s.
Elijah let his hands creep higher on Josh’s torso, his fingers tracing the curves of his muscles. Josh gave a low moan as he felt Elijah’s thumbs brush across his nipples. He slid his hands down Elijah’s back, his fingers clawing at his shirt. He forced himself to break the kiss as oxygen became an issue, and he pulled back reluctantly, gulping air.
Elijah’s face was flushed and he was breathing heavily as well. Josh felt a pleasurable tingle make its way down his spine as he watched the tip of Elijah’s tongue dart out to run over his dry lips. That simple act sent a thrill shooting through Josh straight to his groin, and he swallowed hard.
“What’s wrong?” Elijah said, frowning.
“Nothing.” Josh said as he licked his lips. “I just wanted to make sure you were absolutely serious, because I mean, we both know where this is headed, and a hand job is one thing but-”
Elijah reached out, laying his finger against Josh’s lips. “I’m sure, okay?” he said. “I’m nervous but I trust you and I want you.”
Josh blushed and then smiled as Elijah lowered his hand. “Alright.” He scooted up on the bed, kicking off his shoes, then motioned for Elijah to sit down. Elijah hesitated a moment and then bent over to unlace his shoes. He stepped out of them and then climbed onto the bed as Josh pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.
Elijah’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Josh’s bare chest. “I’ve. . .um, I’ve never done this before.” he said breathlessly, his eyes drawn to Josh’s nipples.
Josh smiled and moved to kneel behind Elijah. “It’s okay.” he said. “I haven’t either.” He softly kissed behind Elijah’s left ear, his hands gliding down Elijah’s arms. Elijah sighed softly, shivering. Josh ran his tongue over the outer shell of Elijah’s ear as his fingers curled around the bottom edge of his shirt. He slid the shirt up Elijah’s body, guiding the younger boy’s arms above his head so he could remove the shirt. He let it fall over the side of the bed and then sat down on the bed, pulling Elijah back against him.
Elijah gasped, shivering, as Josh trailed his kisses along his jaw line and then down his neck. Josh’s hands slid up Elijah’s torso, his fingers brushing over Elijah’s neck. The younger boy’s breath hitched in his throat and he shivered again. Josh let his hands roam over Elijah’s torso, his fingers following the contours of his body. Elijah gasped, biting his lower lip, as each brush of Josh’s hand against his skin created a tingling sensation that traveled from the point of contact to his groin.
“Josh.” he said breathlessly, writhing against the older boy as Josh’s fingers brushed against his nipples.
“Just relax.” Josh whispered as he brought his mouth back up to Elijah’s ear. “You can tell me to stop anytime you get uncomfortable.” He really hoped Elijah wouldn’t say ‘stop,’ because he didn’t know if he’d able to keep his word. Just having Elijah in his lap, wriggling around because of simple caresses, was arousing Josh. All he could think about was throwing Elijah onto the bed and burying himself inside the younger boy. He was forcing himself to go slowly, reminding himself that Elijah hadn’t done this before and that he needed to be gentle and not overwhelm the poor kid.
Not to mention the fact that he was a little bit -- okay, okay, more than a little bit -- nervous. He hadn’t technically been lying when he’d told Elijah he hadn’t done this before. . .he had, but he hadn’t been playing as the pitcher. He was by no means stupid; he knew what went where and the importance of lubrication, lubrication, lubrication. In theory, he knew exactly what to do to loosen Elijah up, but that was just in theory. In reality, he was just a little bit scared.
He pushed that thought to the back of his mind for the moment and continued his exploration of Elijah’s upper body, focusing his attention on the younger boy’s nipples. He massaged and gently tugged at them until Elijah was moaning and writhing against him, and he used his tongue to trace the outer shell of Elijah’s ear again.
Elijah groaned, shifting in Josh’s lap, his bottom pressing down on Josh’s groin. He was startled to feel a throbbing hardness against his backside and experimentally rocked back against it. He grinned as he heard Josh draw in a sharp breath and rocked back a little bit harder. He felt a delicious tingle of pain course through him as Josh pinched his nipples, his teeth dragging over his earlobe. Elijah rocked his hips again, decided he liked to hear Josh moan. He felt Josh’s hardness swelling as Josh pressed his face against the crook of Elijah’s neck and shoulder. Elijah rocked his hips faster, grinding harder and Josh bit a moan, his hips rising to meet Elijah’s backside.
“Gotta. . .gotta stop.” Josh said breathlessly, his hips unable to abandon their movement as Elijah continued to grind against him. “S’posed. . .to be about. . .you.”
“Don’t wanna stop.” Elijah insisted, grinding harder. He groaned as Josh kissed his neck, the older boy’s hands sliding down his stomach. He let one arm reach behind him, settling around Josh’s neck as Josh’s hands began to fumble with the button and zipper of his jeans.
“It’ll feel better when we’re both naked.” Josh said as he succeeded in getting Elijah’s jeans unfastened. Elijah wiggled, lifting his hips so Josh could push the jeans down. He then kicked his legs free of the jeans and groaned as one of Josh’s hands disappeared into his boxers and brushed against his cock.
“Ohhh fuck.” he breathed.
Josh grinned, then shifted on the bed, scooting up until his back rested against the headboard. He rearranged Elijah in his lap, Elijah’s back pressing against his chest, Elijah’s ass perfectly seated on his groin. He kissed Elijah’s shoulder then trailed his lips up his neck as his hands pushed Elijah’s boxers down. Elijah dropped his hands to his thighs, grasping the bottom edges of his boxers and yanked them down and off his legs, tossing them over the side of the bed.
He felt a little self-conscious being fully naked while Josh still wore jeans, but as he settle back against Josh and felt the older boy’s hand wrap around the base of his cock, a little of his self-consciousness melted away.
“You have no idea how hot you look right now, Lij.” Josh whispered, his breath warm against Elijah’s ear. Elijah shivered, a soft moan escaping his lips as Josh’s hands slowly slid up the length of his shaft.
Elijah closed his eyes as he let his head fall back onto Josh’s shoulder. Josh grinned and let his fingers explore Elijah’s cock, his thumb brushing over the tip, which had begun to leak drops of pre-come. Elijah moaned, a shudder of pleasure traveling through him. He raised his arm back over his head, reaching behind him to run his fingers through Josh’s hair. Josh smiled and kissed down Elijah’s neck as he stroked the younger boy’s cock, his free hand fondling his balls.
Elijah moaned, his hips thrusting up to meet Josh’s hand as it descended on his shaft. Josh bent his head, kissing as far down on Elijah’s collarbone as he could reach. He licked his lips, enjoying the sensation of Elijah rocking against him. As Elijah’s hips began to move faster, Josh stroked his cock faster, sucking at his neck. Elijah cried out, his head tilting back and his hand fisting in Josh’s hair. His body went wild, spasming uncontrollably as he began to climax, pearly white come spurting out of the tip of his cock, splashing onto Josh’s hand and his own stomach.
“Fucking hot.” Josh muttered, watching Elijah.
Elijah shuddered pleasurably and then sagged against Josh, greedily gulping in lungfuls of air. “Oh god.” he panted. “That was fucking awesome.”
Josh nuzzled Elijah’s neck, wanting to give him time to collect his breath. He could feel his own cock throbbing with need but forced himself to be patient. He wasn’t even sure Elijah would want to continue. They lay there in silence, Elijah’s fingers playing with Josh’s hair and Josh letting his hands roam over Elijah’s body. Elijah’s eyes drifted closed and he snuggled against Josh. His eyes flew open as his wriggling butt pressed against Josh’s erection, causing Josh to inhale sharply.
“Hey.” Elijah said, trying to turn in Josh’s embrace to look at him. “You haven’t come yet.”
Josh bit his lip, Elijah’s squirming creating friction against his cock. “Yeah, I know.” he said breathlessly.
“Do you. . .” Elijah trailed off, his face flushing. He cleared his throat and continued, “Do you want me to get you off?”
“Yeah, but not with your hand.” Josh said, licking his lips. “I was actually thinking of something else. . .” He whispered his intention in Elijah’s ear.
Elijah blushed brightly and cleared his throat. “You really want to do that?”
“Only if you’re comfortable with the idea.” Josh said. He was trying to be nonchalant and act like he didn’t care one way or the other, but Elijah could hear the eagerness in his voice.
Elijah chewed his lip, thinking. He hadn’t been lying when he said he trusted Josh; he did, completely. He wanted to please Josh as Josh had pleased him. . .but at the same time, he was nervous.
“How bad will it hurt?” he asked timidly.
“I’m not going to lie, there will be pain, but I’ll go slow and easy so it won’t hurt so much.” Josh said as he ran his fingers lightly down Elijah’s arms.
Elijah licked his lips and then nodded. “Okay.”
Josh blinked, the movements of his hands coming to a halt. “Okay?”
“Yeah.” Elijah said, craning his neck to look at Josh. “I want you to fuck me.”
Josh smiled, blushing a little. “Okay. Best way to do this, least painful for you, is for you to be on your stomach.” He gently nudged Elijah, who moved out of his lap. Elijah turned over onto his stomach as Josh dug through the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed.
“Fuck.” he said, slamming the drawer shut. He smiled sheepishly at Elijah, who had his head propped up on his arms, watching him. “Hang on.”
Josh leaned over to give Elijah a quick kiss, then hopped off the bed and crossed the room to stand in front of the dresser, where he’d left his bag. He unzipped the bag, then rummaged through it. After a few seconds, he gave a triumphant cry and produced a small bottle and a box of condoms. Elijah blushed as Josh carried the items over to the bed. He set them down on the nightstand, then smiled at Elijah as he began to undo his jeans.
“You’re still sure you want to go through with this?” he asked as he pushed his jeans down his legs then stepped out of them.
“Uh huh.” Elijah said, mesmerized by the act of Josh removing his clothes.
Josh noticed the attention and grinned, making a show of taking off his boxers. Elijah grinned and wolf whistled as Josh playfully swung his boxers over his head and then threw them aside. He climbed onto the bed, lying on top of Elijah, and began to press soft kisses to Elijah’s shoulder blades.
“Now,” Josh muttered as he kissed the back of Elijah’s neck, “the most important step to making this a pleasurable experience for you is to relax.”
Elijah sighed, shivered deliciously from Josh’s kisses. “Okay.” he said breathlessly.
“Don’t be afraid to tell me if you don’t like something I’m doing.” Josh said as he covered Elijah’s shoulder blades with kisses. “It’s important that you enjoy this too.”
“So far, so good.” Elijah gasped, his skin tingling.
Josh smiled, slowly working his way down Elijah’s back. He reached for the bottle he’d set on the nightstand and unscrewed the cap, pouring some into his palm.
Elijah glanced over his shoulder as best he could, a curious expression on his face as he sniffed the air. “Coconut?”
“Oil.” Josh said as he rubbed his hands together. “For lubrication.”
Elijah blushed. “Oh okay.”
“This is going to feel a little weird.” Josh said as he parted the cheeks of Elijah’s ass and pressed the tip of his fingers against his anus.
Elijah’s body jerked slightly as Josh massaged his opening and Elijah’s eyes widened. He wriggled, feeling more than a little weird and yet. . .oddly anxious. He felt Josh place a kiss at the base of his spine and shivered from the tingle it produced.
Josh spent a few minutes teasing the opening of Elijah’s anus until the ring of muscle had relaxed enough to allow him to slip the tip of his finger inside. Elijah gasped, wiggling a little from the strange sensation.
“Are you okay?” Josh said, carefully wiggling his finger.
“Yeah.” Elijah said, his voice sounding a little weird. “It’s just. . .different.”
Josh kissed a spot a little bit above the base of Elijah’s spine. “You want me to stop?”
“No. . .?” Elijah said a little hesitantly. He shivered again as Josh kissed a little higher on his spine.
“You sure?” Josh asked as he continued wiggling his finger, starting to slowly pump it in and out.
Elijah sucked in a breath, his body slowly adjusting to the sensation. “I’m sure. Keep going.”
“Okay.” Josh said. He smiled and continued moving his kisses higher on Elijah’s back as he moved his finger inside him, slowly pumping and twisting until he was able to add a second finger. Elijah moaned, the pain and discomfort having melted away into need and pleasure.
“Oh god, Josh, please.” he begged, his body writhing.
“You are incredible.” Josh whispered in Elijah’s ear. He continued to play with Elijah’s ass, slowly working up to three fingers pumping in and out of him. He smiled as Elijah’s hips began to thrust back against his fingers and he heard the younger boy moan. He pressed a kiss to Elijah’s shoulder and quickly rolled a condom onto his cock.
“Just relax.” he whispered as he slowly withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the tip of his cock. He drew in a breath, slowly releasing it as he used tiny thrusts to slowly push his cock further into Elijah.
They began slowly, their hips moving in tandem. As their passion grew, the thrusts became more frantic, their hips moving faster. Elijah moaned loudly, panting heavily, as he thrust back against Josh. Josh covered Elijah’s body with his, his hand reaching beneath him to grasp Elijah’s cock, stroking in rhythm with his thrusting hips.
“Oh god.” Josh moaned loudly as he felt his orgasm build. He knew he couldn’t hold it back and let his body move on autopilot. He cried out, Elijah’s moans mingling with his, as he climaxed. Elijah’s own release followed seconds later and then they collapsed to the bed, both exhausted and sated.
“Fuck.” Elijah panted, awe in his voice.
“Oh yeah.” Josh agreed. He nuzzled his face against Elijah’s back and then rolled off of him. He removed the condom, then disposed of it in the trash can next to the bed. Then he turned onto his side, gathered Elijah up in his arms and held him close. Elijah snuggled into his embrace, sighing contentedly.
“We can do this again, right?” he asked drowsily.
Josh smiled and placed a soft kiss to Elijah’s shoulder as he pulled the covers up over them. “Any time you want, man.”
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