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I chuckled and pulled my underwear lower, feeling my dick swell with excitement. My briefs dropped to my ankles and I stepped out of them. Sebastian, in the meantime, glanced down and dipped his finger in more green paint, adding texture to the grass at the bottom of the painting, but his gaze kept darting back to my body.
When I turned around, half-hard and almost completely breathless, I sat down on the old sheet and applied more paint to my fingers. This, however, wasn’t going on the canvas. An idea so naughty crossed my mind and I couldn’t get rid of it. It was almost a compulsion.
As Sebastian’s gaze trailed down my body and settled on my growing cock, my green fingers hovered up until I could close the distance before he got away. I touched his cheek and dragged a smear of green paint down his face. His mouth dropped in shock, wide eyes rising to look at my face in horror. And I threw my head back and laughed. “What?” he huffed.
As I leaned forward to examine him, I wasn’t paying attention. Well, I probably hadn’t expected Sebastian to go that low and take revenge on me. But he wore a determined expression on his green-smudged face and loaded paint on his whole hand. Before I knew it, he had pressed his open palm across my face and laughed victoriously.
I balked. “That’s not fair,” I cried as I picked up more paint from the palette. As I lunged at him, he was ready to fight. All our fingers were loaded with various colors as we went for each other’s hands. In a heartbeat, we wore all the colors of the rainbow, and Sebastian had far more room to play with, considering I was naked and he wore protection everywhere but his arms and face.
As we grappled with smeared fingers, I dragged the T-shirt up his back and pressed a wet hand against his skin, marking him as mine, but he slapped my naked ass with red paint and made me yelp with shock.
I managed to pull his old white T-shirt over his head, and he threw it away, promptly catching my chin and face with fingers that carried a mixture of colors. I laughed with surprise but spread some of my own ammunition over his hard abs and curved pecs.
What was a paint fight in one heartbeat became a sensual exploration of each other’s bodies in the next. I was no longer aiming to cover him in paint but to feel the ridges between his muscles and the tremors of his body where I touched him.
Sebastian put his hands on both sides of my face and looked into my eyes. When he leaned in, the blazing heat of our kiss melted the paint on our bodies. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, and I accepted him, pulling his body tightly against mine, wrapping my arms around him, and playing with his tongue inside my mouth.
His kisses had never been hotter.
SEBASTIAN
Tyler’s dick throbbed hard against my leg. It pulsed harder when my painted hands reached his curved ass and gave him a firm squeeze. He whimpered against my lips and I ran his hands down the length of my back until he met the waistband of my old sweatpants. His fingers remained there, feeling my skin but never moving lower.
Fear had driven me all day today. One month. After one full month of kissing and fooling around and exploring his body with my lips, I was still too cowardly to give it a try, but the desire in me was stronger every day. Tyler didn’t mind me hesitating. He would wait forever and wouldn’t complain. Even with the fear casting a shadow over it, every day brought more vivid ideas of what it would be like. And I wanted it. I couldn’t get it out of my head. It made my heart skip a beat when I thought about it.
That was why I had wanted to make it happen tonight. And yet, my worries turned my plans into a blunder. I needed Tyler to fix it with his easy smile and infinite charm.
I pulled my head back from the sweet kiss we were sharing. I looked into his warm eyes and nodded. “Now,” I said. “I want you now.”
Tyler’s cheeks turned pink and his eyes widened. “Are you sure? Shouldn’t we maybe…look at a manual? Consult the literature?”
A chuckle rose from my throat. “I did that already,” I said. “Tonight. I got ready and then I chickened out.”
The relief and delight painted his face brighter than any of the paint I had smeared over his pretty cheeks. He wanted it so clearly that I was almost embarrassed of not realizing it sooner. “So you want to be the first to…?”
“Bottom for you,” I said, keeping the nervous lilt out of my voice. I nodded. “If you want me to.”
His dick’s throb answered for him. We both felt it and Tyler gave a little laugh. “Sebastian,” he said as he ran one finger down the drying paint on my face. “When it comes to you, I want everything.”
My hands rested on his hips for a moment longer, then I pulled them back and pressed my open palms against his chest. As I pushed him gently, he leaned back, holding his legs under his weight and lowering himself on the bit of sheet that protected the carpet from the mess I had made. And the mess I still planned to make.
As he was leaning back, Tyler’s hips thrust out, and his dick speared upward between us. The sight of it made my heart skip a beat, but I felt more excited than afraid.
Tyler dropped to the floor, his legs straightening, one on each side of me, and I slowly bent down to kiss his thighs. His body was warm, his skin soft under my lips. I followed his thigh until I reached his crotch, my heart pounding faster. I wondered if I would ever get used to the thrill of it. As my lips touched his balls, Tyler let out a little whimper and gritted his teeth. He ran a hand through my hair and closed his fist around it on the back of my head. He didn’t direct me, but he held me as I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against his balls. It was a new thing we had discovered together. Not only did it make the other one feel incredible, but it was oddly pleasurable to perform. I was gently sucking his balls into my mouth and never did it fully, but it was enough to make Tyler writhe on the floor and grip the fistful of my hair tighter.
When I released him, he groaned hard and breathed for a short time before I pressed my face against his crotch again. Not everything we did made perfect sense. Some things weren’t meant to have a clear purpose at all. If I wanted to feel him throb against my face while I exhaled my hot breath against his balls, I did just that. It turned me on. That was reason enough.
Tyler shuddered and pulled my head up. As I lifted my gaze to meet his sexy face, I wrapped a hand around his dick. The paint was already dry on my fingers, but I still refrained from using too much of my hand. It forced me to be creative with my mouth, too. So I put my lips around his cock and sucked him in while gazing into his eyes.
The feeling of connection blazed brightly between us. We locked our gazes on one another’s eyes as I sucked him deeper into my mouth. I was getting damn good at this, barely choking on his dick as I impaled myself throat-deep. The sort of comfort of knowing what his cock felt like in my mouth was the award I had never expected to get, but I felt that comfort now. And I needed it. For all the prep I had done, I hadn’t dared to put even one finger inside of myself today.
His one clean hand held onto the locks of my hair as his painted fingers dug into the sheet and carpet under him. He lifted his hips, sliding his dick deeper into me, and I sucked him even when I couldn’t breathe. I’d gotten the hang of breathing while pleasuring him, although it didn’t always work.
My head jerked back as my lungs burned with the need for air. I inhaled, my mouth wide open, and Tyler jerked his hips up and down, sliding his dick into my mouth and out. Saliva dripped down his length and pooled in his short-cropped hair, trickling down his smooth balls and staining his groin.
I reached up his torso, freely feeling his body now that I knew I could. I could touch him anywhere and he wouldn’t mind. It would only spark his curiosity and make him want to see what it felt like both to be touched so and to touch me like that. And as I worshiped his body, I knew I was pushing him too far. His dick was hard as marble, standing at full mast and throbbing in my mouth. I had to pull back before I made him come.
Tyler’s chest shuddered as I released him from my mouth. His cock slapped against his hard abs, then quickly stiffened again and lifted at a sharp angle, the tip never again touching his stomach.
